Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday 3rd August, 2015----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"Family Affair"
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The camera cuts to the middle of the ring where the entire Al Thani family are in. The ring is covered with a red rug that follows all the way up to the stage. Balloons are hanging and draping everywhere as the coronation is about to begin.Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen, under the personal request of one third of the owners of IWF. We are now about to see the coronation of the new IWF Invictus champion, Mohammed Al Thani.
Vasco Dias: Love him or hate him, he made history last week.
The commentators hush up as Hossain, Mohammeds father, goes up to the lone microphone stand about to address the IWF fans in attendance.
Hossain: Ladies and gentlemen, we thank you for your time as we begin the proceedings. I'm sure a lot of fathers out here tonight have or will feel the same as I am feeling right now.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHossain: So without further due, on behalf of the entire Al Thani famiy that are with me right here in this very ring. It is one of the greatest moments of my life to introduce to you.....Your
NEW IWF Invictus champion! My son....MOHAMMED AL THANI!
PRAISE QATAR!
PRAISE AL THANI!
The fans boo but are startled as fireworks begin to spray all across the stage and even down the ramp. Fireworks of all colours go off over the tron over the ring as large golden fireworks spray from the top and the bottom of the entrance, covering it. The fireworks carry on for half a minute until they suddenly stop and reveal the new Invictus Champion! Mohammed in his Armani tuxedo confidently comes out of the ring with the Invictus title strapped across his waist. The fans boo him as he walks down to the stage. He unhooks his title and lifts it over his head which prompts a massive bombardment of fireworks going off everywhere from the stage, the catwalk and the ring. Even the camera cuts to outside where the arena's roof is spraying fireworks of all colours.
Terri Morasco: A little bit over the top isn't it?
Vasco Dias: Whether you like it or not, Mohammed made history. The first Arabic native to win a title in a western fed and the first Qatari ever to win a title in a western fed. Regardless of how he got his shot, this is an historical reign in Invictus titles history!
Mohammed walks down as confetti in the form of small Qatari flags and white and red balloons are released. covering the arena in celebration. His emotional family applaud him and wipe away tears of joy. He walks into the ring and immediately hugs his family, kissing them all. He tells Divine he loves her before kissing her softly. He then sees his father and emotions get the better of him, with tears streaming down his face he hugs his father as the music stops. Hossain himself wipes away tears before going to the mic.Hossain: Before you begin, I know it's your night but I'd like to say some things. I never saw the love for wrestling like you have. I questioned at times whether or not this was the right career path. But you had so much passion for this we didn't want to stop you and appear to be negative about your life goals. Then you said you wanted to go to America and do what no other Arab or Qatari had ever done. And I'll admit I didn't think you could do it. I thought maybe it was a bite too much for you to chew.
Hossain begins to fill up with tears.
Hossain: Then I saw the love and what you always saw last week when you proved me wrong. I then got what you were trying to tell us but never really saw it for ourselves. I'm so happy for once that I got it wrong. I'm proud of you son and love you, there is nothing that can stop you from reaching the top!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The fans disapprove as the father and son embrace each other with the Al Thani family and Divine applauding. Mohammed wipes away another tear before taking to the mic, with the Invictus title around his shoulder.Al Thani: Take a look at immortality!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!Al Thani: Take a look at it! I told you all on November 20th 2014 that I would become the first ever Arab born champion in a western fed and now 8 months later I have fulfilled my destiny! I have become immortality because when the historians look
back at all the achievements that wrestlers did they will see my name as the
FIRST EVER of my kind to do it! That makes me a big deal now!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!Al Thani: To those of you who suggested that I bought this title and should never have won it. I tell you to get a real job and work for a living and pay tax instead of trying to be all high and mighty behind a computer. Maybe if you lot actually did work and exercise instead of being lazy America wouldn't be in the bad shape it was!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!Al Thani: This title isn't a disappointment, this title is the beginning of an great empire. All the names written in immortality like Caesar, Napoleon, Darius, Alexander all started small. They started small and gradually made their way to become immortal. That is what you are witnessing as we speak! With Allah's love and support you are seeing the greatest champion that IWF will
EVER see! A champion that shows up week by week. A champion that defends with honour! And a champion that will do everyone proud!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
Al Thani: Alexander Atwater, Guernica, Kyle Mason and everyone else in this division. You don't stand a chance with me. But I'll be happy to bring a fight to you all! And when I am done with this division I will come for you next Jake!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!Al Thani: But for now I am the king of Invictus. And I will make this the most interesting title out of them all....But you know what? I'm keen to make more history. I'm keen to add my name further. Now while the likes of Toala and Lazlo have won different titles...No one has won 2 titles at the same time....And I've never won tag title gold in my career...
OLYMPIANS! OLYMPIANS! OLYMPIANS!
Al Thani: And I am a fighting champion that will fight more than one match....Why don't we see the Invictus champion with a partner of his choosing take on the Tag team champions for the tag gold!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Suddenly Guernica's theme music comes and to the surprise of the Al Thani clan. The lucha wrestler comes out to a big support as the fans cheer him on.Vasco Dias: What on earth is he doing? He's not the number one contender!
Terri Morasco: Neither was Mohammed!
Guernica: Ola Mohammed! I just wanted to come out essie and congratulate you on your title win! You made history homes and that has to be acknowledged.
Al Thani nods in appreciation.Guernica: But what also needs to be acknowledged is your neglect. You've just won the Invictus title and now you want tag team title gold like a new toy. You don't deserve to be a champion essie! You don't give the belt the respect than it deserves!
Al Thani: Shut your Mexican mouth right now!
Guernica: Or else what homes? You don't scare me Mohammed. I will fight anyone for any time and any title...
Al Thani: What are you implying?
Guernica: I am saying why don't we clear the confetti and you defend the Invictus title right here right now!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Mohammed is furious, he slams the microphone down to the ring mat, but hugs tight onto his title. He takes his sunglasses off and throws them to the ground.
Al Thani: You want a title shot? You want to fight me? These people want us to fight for the title?!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YES! YES! YES! YES!Al Thani:..
YOU GOT IT!!!!..........BUT NOT FOR MY TITLE AND NOT TONIGHT!BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Al Thani: Earn your shot like I did! I worked hard for my shot! Alexander Atwater is next in line....But I tell you what. If the gm approves it. I'll give you a match next week on sacrifice. Win it and you could very well be the next man to fight me for the belt once I'm done with the American hero.
Guernica nods his head.Al Thani: You tell Alexander Atwater i'm coming for him....And when i'm done with him I will come for you for ruing my night!
Guernica's music hits as the pair stare each other off to close to a commercial break.----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Eliza vs Joanna Jane Tarzanna
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Eliza wins via pinfall. Eliza wins this one against a feisty Joanna who came out with plenty of energy, but just couldn't match the intensity of the Heiress to the Throne semi finalist who picks up a comfortable win.
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SEGMENT
"Redshirt Mayhem"
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{We cut backstage to a massive mess in the IWF's makeshift "Commons" area. Several red-shirted Imperial security guards are lying in a heap amongst a mass of broken glass and splintered tables. EMTs and other Redshirts are on the scene, assessing the damage.}Vasco Dias: Ummm...wow...
Terri Morasco: Who could've done this?!
{The chaos is ongoing as we get set to start the next match of the night.}
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SEGMENT
”Deal With It”
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{As the scene opens up we hear the slamming of a door as Roberto Verona turns his attention to the entrance of his office. As the camera pans around, we see Mike Laszlo and Alexis Caffrey storming into the room.}Mike Laszlo: What the hell was that last week!?
{Roberto sticks his arms out to calm Mike down.}Roberto: Trust me Mike, I’m no more a fan of it than you are. Too often people have benefitted from interferences.
Mike Laszlo: That son of a bitch Diamond Cut my wife into the God damn floor AND cost me the Imperial Championship!
Roberto: Mike, do what you must. Take the time you need. End Rob Diamond and do it NOW!
{Mike and Alexis walk out, slamming the door behind them as the scene fades on Roberto staring in their direction, a sly smile running across his lips.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Kayla Richards vs Fiona McFly
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{"war of change" by thousand foot krutch blares out as Kayla Richards emerges from the back. She stands at the entrance and looks around at the fans shaking her head. She makes her way down to the ring before running and sliding under the bottom rope, she gets onto the second rope and shakes her hair around to the music, she turns and nod's at Eliza who stands at ringside}Terri Morasco: Here we go...this is gonna be a fun match!
Vasco Dias: Or boring, depending on your loyalties...
{The Dropkick Murphys' “I'm Shipping Up To Boston” plays...yet we don't see any sign of Fiona McFly.}Terri Morasco: Where's Fiona?!
Vasco Dias: Well I dunno—this IS her cue to make her entrance.
{The song continues to play, but we don't see Fiona anywhere as Kayla Richards looks on, confused just as everyone else in the arena.}Vasco Dias: What's goin' on here?! Fifi McFlaps either hasn't shown up yet or she's still munchin' on grub...
Terri Morasco: Uhmmm...folks, we were supposed to have—
{Terri is interrupted when the image shifts backstage. We see Fiona McFly dragging a red-shirted Imperial security guard (heretofore referred to as a “redshirt”) down the hallway and onto the stage. The music stops, and the fans scream in horror as the redshirt is dragged down the rampway, flailing his legs to no avail as more redshirts try to stop the seemingly-enraged Irishwoman.}Vasco Dias: Holy shit...now THIS answers your question from earlier!
Terri Morasco: Fans, this is NOT good. I've NEVER seen Fiona like this before—never!
Vasco Dias: No shit, Terri! Look at Fiona's eyes!?
{Fiona throws the redshirt off to the side as we take a closer look at her eyes, which are wide open like saucers and bloodshot like cherries. The Badger alum stares out into the open space, not having a semblence of her own faculties, until another guard coaxes her to get into the ring.}Terri Morasco: W-w-wait...they're NOT gonna start this match, aren't they?!
Vasco Dias: I think so.
Terri Morasco: I got a bad feeling about this, fans—Fiona's not in her own mindset!
[DING!]
{Fiona looks to be absolutely listless out thereKayla charges forward, smacking her opponent--HARD--with a series of rights and lefts before sending her for the ride; the Wisconsin Badger alum crunches the buckles hard and stumbles forward, right into a hard snap suplex, followed by a second before nailing her with a snap DDT to complete the odd trifecta. Kayla goes for the dover...}1...!
2...!!
{Fiona manages to weakly get her shoulder up but the damage appears to be done. Kayla shakes her head and goes back on the offensive, yanking the hapless Irishwoman back up before plastering her frame to the deck with a spinning neckbreaker!}Terri Morasco: To quote the late, legendary Howard Cosell..."this is one of the saddest sights I have EVER seen."
Vasco Dias: I get the picture, Terri.
{Fiona looks absolutely wasted by this point as Kayla heads up to the top rope and connects with a simplistic, yet effective, diving headbutt before going for the pin.}1...!
2...!
KICKOUT!!!
Vasco Dias: For what it's worth, Fifi's still goin'.
Terri Morasco: Fiona, darlin'...just get the misery over and done with--you're NOT yourself in that ring.
{Despite Fiona’s apparent concentration problems Kayla is surprised to see her kick out, smiling to herself. She picks herself up before grabbing Fiona to plant her with a well executed snap suplex. Kayla climbs ontop of Fiona and begins to fire off punches, one after another before she spots and opening and Kayla places Fiona in her signature CALF-KILLER manoeuvre. Fiona screams in agony, clawing for the ropes before she buries her face into the canvas. Moments pass as the referee checks on Fiona, calling for the bell as she appears to be unresponsive. .}[DING-DING-DING!!]
{"War of Change" begins to play as Kayla Richards boogies out of the ring, preferring to celebrate on the outside before making her exit. Meanwhile, the referee walks over to Fiona simply to check if she's feeling alright--BIG mistake! Fiona snaps, placing the zebra in her signature Shamlock move as more Redshirts run into the fray!}Vasco Dias: The ref was only tryin' to HELP her out!
Terri Morasco: Fiona...c'mon sweetie--I've never seen you like this! You've lost it--but I KNOW you're better than this!
{Fiona lets go of the hold, chucking the official off to the side upon seeing a group of five white-suited orderlies run down the ramp with an empty four-point restraint gurney. She then snaps again, quickly hopping through the ropes and pouncing on the wall of redshirts and white suits to the crowd's horrific screams! It takes a total of twelve men to eventually subdue Fiona and place her on the gurney; the fans watch in terror as she's quickly wheeled towards the parking area.}Vasco Dias: And it looks like Fifi's gettin' carted off to the funny farm...
Terri Morasco: Vasco...this ain't the time for jokes. I hope and pray to God they find out what's wrong with Fiona.
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SEGMENT
”Challenge Issued”
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{“Cult of Personality” plays over the sound system as the boos of the crowd grow. Alexis and Mike storm down to the ring. There’s no posing, no stopping to acknowledge the fans, just business. They get in the ring and Mike grabs a microphone.}Mike Laszlo: CUT THE DAMN MUSIC RIGHT NOW!
{The music dies down as the boos continue.}Mike Laszlo: You can all shut the hell up right now, because the man who SHOULD BE the champ is in this ring and talking.
{The boos grow.}Mike Laszlo: Last night I had the so-called Champ beat and then everyone’s favorite douche bag, Rob Diamond, jumped the barricade and planted my lovely wife’s face into the floor!
{The crowd laughs as Alexis glares out at them.}Mike Laszlo: Yeah, laugh all you want. You wouldn’t be laughing if I came over the barricade and kicked your wife, sister or mother in the face now would you, you idiot keyboard warriors!
{Obviously that doesn’t go over well.}Mike Laszlo: If not for Rob Diamond, I would be the IWF Imperial…
{“Jekyll and Hyde by FFDP” interrupts the Joker in the Pack winner as he glares up at the stage. Rob walks out from behind the curtain with a huge smile on his face.}Rob Diamond: What’s wrong? Are you sad that I may have flattened your girl’s face, just like her chest?
{The crowd cheers as Alexis crosses her arms, clearly not amused with the comment.}Rob Diamond: Don’t worry titless, I’m not here to make fun of you. You see asshole, you’ve taken something from me and now I’ve taken something from you. Why don’t you and I just settle this whole thing once and for all?
{Laszlo looks on as Rob continues.}Rob Diamond: Even though it’s quite clear who the real man is between us…let’s find out who the better man is…IN A CELL MATCH!
{The crowd nearly blows the roof off the arena as Mike looks around, as does Rob with a smile. A “YES!” chant breaks out as Mike contemplates the idea, talking it over with Alexis. He then turns to Rob.}Mike Laszlo: You’d like that wouldn’t you Rob? You’d like a shot at me in one of the more barbaric matches invented. THEEEEESE people would absolutely love to see that match wouldn’t they!?
{The chant continues as Laszlo stands there for a moment.}Mike Laszlo: Well you know what Rob? Youuuuu’ll find out next week!
{Rob is disappointed as are the fans who let it be known.}Mike Laszlo: I don’t fight when you say. I don’t fight when they say. I do things on my terms and if you don’t like it…well…I guess YOU can SUCK IT!
{“Cult of Personality” hits the sound system as Mike laughs at Rob and everyone in attendance before we go to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"Bank On It"
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{The cameras come on in the backstage area. Tiffany Jones is standing in front of the large IWF banners and screens with a microphone in her hand. She smiles at the camera as Alexander Atwater walks into the view of the cameras. He stops in front of the cameras and looks down at Tiffany. She begins to speak.}
Tiffany Jones: I am here tonight with a man that is sitting at the head of the pack in the Heir to the Throne tournament and the current Number one contender to the Invictus Championship, Alex Atwater. How are you tonight, Alex?
Alex Atwater: I'm doing great tonight, but I think I could be doing a little better.
Tiffany Jones: So how does it feel to be at the head of the standings in the Heir to the Throne tournament and just a couple of steps away from picking your shot against the Imperial Champion?
Alex Atwater: To be honest, Tiff... being at the head of some standings or in some tournament is all well and good, but I'm more pleased to have the chance to battle the best and brightest this company has to offer. And that's what this tournament has offered me. It's been a chance to sharpen my skills at honing rod of competition. And the road from here forward is going to be even more difficult than the one I've already faced.
Tiffany Jones: It sounds like you've got a challenge coming your way, but you sound like you're up to the task. You certainly have seemed to be up until now. Is there any speculation on who you may end up across the ring from in the next round of Heir to the Throne
Alex Atwater: It could very well be anyone, now couldn't it. But I'd take a wild guess and say it's someone that's been to the top of the mountain before and probably is looking to claw his way back. And I can't say I blame him. As I'm starting to climb the mountain here in the IWF, the view is pretty nice. But the only thing I can honestly say I'm focused on is getting to the top of the mountain around here.
Tiffany Jones: In recent weeks, it seems that you've had a bit of a target painted on your back. Week in, week out, you've been battling; and it seems that people are looking at you as the guy to beat on the way up the ladder.
Alex Atwater: I've always had a target painted on my back. It didn't matter who or where it was, someone is always gunning to take me down. That's where my comfort zone is. That's where I thrive, and that's going to be a problem for a lot of other people. What we're getting down to right now, is pressure cooker time. This is the clutch, this is the big moment... and this is where I shine. There's no one better in crunch time than me.
Tiffany Jones: Well it's certainly getting to be crunch time Alex. You've got Mohammed Al-Thani lurking in the wings, waiting for you, another round in Heir to the Throne, and the specter of battling the Imperial Champion should you win on the horizon. Is there any way you're going to deal with all of these factors?
Alex Atwater: The same way I deal with everything. Hard work will get you whatever you need in life. It doesn't matter one bit how unfair you think life is... we all sink or swim on our own. We all have to fight our own battles. No one picks you up out of the dirt and dusts you off. That's on you. And everything I do in this ring, in this life, is on me. It starts and ends with me. And if I want to be the best, that means acting like it. That means I get up earlier, I push a little more weight, I fight in the ring a little longer... I work harder than you. There's no days off. There's no rest. When I'm not in the god damn gym, when I'm not fighting, I'm watching all of you fight to scout you better. And it's what's going to take me the distance. You can bank on that shit. Just like you can bank on whoever gets put in my way, catching a good old fashioned american ass whooping.
{Atwater storms off and Tiffany Jones looks flustered for a moment before the camera cuts}----------------------------------------------------------
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Aaron Owens vs Rob Diamond vs Todd Williams
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Rob Diamond wins via pinfall over Todd Williams. This was a high paced match, although in truth there was only ever two men in this. Rob and Aaron took turns to dominate this contest, crippling Todd early on with some brutal double teams before the pair worked together again to truly put him away. Diamond and Owens then went back and forth and it was impossible to separate the pair as they put on two of the best performances of the evening. The crowd, however, were soon disappointed when Mike Laszlo interfered in the contest, making an immediate beeline for Rob as he prepared to make a suicide dive on Owens. However, he was able to spot Mike, yanking the ropes down before he was struck from behind to send Mike tumbling over the top rope straight into Aaron as Alexis screamed on the outside in disbelief, distracting the official long enough for Diamond to hit a Diamond Cutter on Todd to pick up a win before getting out of dodge.
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SINGLES MATCH
Kyle Mason vs Alex Jones
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{The entrance fills with red mist as two voices are heard over the PA.}Justice, for my sister and her children
If you want justice you've come to the wrong place....
I disagree, I want to bring those who have wronged me to justice and all those who have wronged me are right here...
{Killswitch engage's "Loyalty" blasts over the PA as Alex Jones steps out onto the stage. His long two tone hair wet down his back and sides. He wears a black Alex Jones shirt and his wrestling gear. He holds the IWF Imperial Championship as he makes his way down to the ring with Ana Valentine by his side. They get down to the ring and Alex leaps up onto the apron before helping Ana, he opens the ropes for her before getting in himself.}Vasco Dias: Alex Jones has been embroiled in a disagreement with Roberto Verona and honestly....I can see both points...
Terri Morasco: Two assholes are arguing.....one of them pays us...so I'll say he's right....
{Before Kyle Mason can come out "King of the world" by Porcelain and the tramps plays and Roberto Verona walks out in a suit with a mic in his hand. He makes his way down to the ring.}Vasco Dias: Hey it's the boss....
Terri Morasco: I suppose he wants a close up view of Kyle Mason and Alex Jones....
Vasco Dias: Kyle Mason is a tough guy and can do damage....
{Verona waits for his music to die down and raises up the mic, he stands opposite Alex and stares him down.}Roberto Verona: I'm sure you are wondering why I'm out here when you have a match Alex. But after the many... many things you have been saying about me after being a coward last week I have decided that I want to have a nice up close and personal view of the destruction that Kyle Mason is going to inflict upon you.... Perks of the position and all that.
{AFI - Miseria Cantare blares through the PA system as Kyle Mason steps out from behind the curtains. Natasha appears behind him as he thrust his hands in the air. Natasha runs her hand on his chest before kissing him on his cheek and joining his side as he walks down to the ring. Mason hops up on the ring apron and sits on the ropes to allow Natasha in the ring. Natasha smiles at Mason as she climbs up on the ring apron and slowly bends over in front of Mason before stepping into the ring. Kyle joins her in the ring as streamers fly into the ring. Natasha gives Kyle a few words of advice before leaving the ring and Kyle leans against the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.}Vasco Dias: This should be a great match, Mason is a very dangerous competitor...
Terri Morasco: He has always been a man to watch and a guy who has limitless potential....
{Alex steps towards Verona, the crowd pops but Mason steps between them, Alex and Kyle stand nose to nose as the tension mounts, the crowd willing the match to start. Verona stands behind them and laughs arrogantly. Alex turns and looks behind Kyle at Verona and his glare turns to a smirk. Verona looks confused as Kyle very slowly turns around. Verona nods and scoffs and mouths "ok" as Alex and Kyle stand side by side.}Vasco Dias: Wait...what...what's going on here?...
Terri Morasco: I think...I think Kyle is on Alex's side....
{Verona doesn't back down, instead he drops the mic and undoes his jacket taking it off. The crowd seems to be on edge as Alex and Kyle start to spread out, the crowd makes some noise as Andrew Jacobsen sprints out from the back and slides in to the ring next to Verona.}Vasco Dias: Well Jacobsen has helped in the past and had an affiliation with Jake Conway...
Terri Morasco: The sides are now even....
{The four men square off, Alex and Kyle on one side, Jacobsen and Verona on the other, Jacobsen steps forward but suddenly steps to the side and superkicks Verona. The crowd seems shocked as Jacobsen stands next to Mason and Alex. Jacobsen bends down and picks up the microphone Verona dropped handing it to Alex}Vasco Dias: What have we just witnessed?
Alex Jones: Verona, I really hope you can hear me....See when I was the champion I told the world I needed no one and I didn't. I didn't need help then because I faced one person at a time, one challenge. But with you?. Well you have your little corporate lackys. Standing next to you, you have Al thani, Laszlo, Alexis and Jake Conway. You have them all positioned as champions and boot lickers....
{Alex drops to one knee as Mason and Jacobsen stand on either side.}Alex Jones: Andrew saw what you were doing and Kyle wants to show the world how awesome and dangerous he can be....and with me...well...you wanted a war?....you got one....
{Alex drops the mic and gets to his feet. Alex Kyle and Andrew all raise their fists in the air and leave the ring and make their way up the ramp as we cut to a commercial}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"Body Count"
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{We cut backstage to see Alex, Kyle, Andrew and Ana walking. Ana raises her eyebrow as the three turn a corner and stop. Aaron Owens flies up excited.}Aaron Owens: Alex!...Alex!.....dude....can...can I join you guys? Verona's lackey, that son of a bitch Laszlo completely ruined my opportunity to prove myself!
{Jacobsen and Mason laugh as Alex nods and looks at them both.}Alex Jones: Sure.....young boy....
{Jacobsen and Mason nod at each other as Alex moves past Owens.}Aaron Owens: Young boy?..is...is that like...a nickname?...
Kyle Mason: Kind of.....how are you at carrying bags?....
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SEGMENT
"Alexis Is Mine"
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{We cut backstage to find Nikki Michaels sitting with Amber Richards in a pre taped interview.}Nikki Michaels: Thank you for joining me Amber. You along with Eliza, Eternity and Mercedes are the final four...who do you believe is the biggest threat?....
Amber Richards: None of them.....
Nikki Michaels: None?...don't you think that's a little arrogant?
Amber Richards: Arrogant?
{Amber leans forward and smirks}Amber Richards: Who won last year?. Hmmm?. Eternity, as good as she is is no where near as good as me. Vargas?. Don't make me laugh....
Nikki Michaels: And Eliza?
Amber Richards: Eliza is a rookie, a talented one and a fighter, but she spends time on top of my sister...not me....
Nikki Michaels: What about Alexis?..do you believe she will be able to hold onto the belt should you be successful?
{Amber sighs and shakes her head.}Amber Richards: There was a time I liked and respected Alexis....but after what she, Jess and Kayla did to Ana?.....no....she won't hold that belt if I get my hands on her....
Nikki Michaels: Why do you care so much about Ana and her title reign?
Amber Richards: Ana Valentine..as much as I hate to say it is the greatest female professional wrestler this company or any company has ever seen aside from myself. And for her to be beaten by three women and robbed like that just burns me. If you can't do it one on one don't do it at all...because while you may want to beat Ana and humiliate her you're also taking a big hot piss on that title belt....
{Amber leans forward again}Amber Richards: A championship that I bled for and that I put my career on the line for. And I will be damned if I let Alexis continue to desecrate that title....So while Eliza and Eternity are two women who I respect in the ring and Vargas is a giant waste of space....I can't let any of them to get to Alexis before me....
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SINGLES MATCH
Ana Jones vs Crystal Hilton
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{All of a sudden “Superstar” by Lupe Fiasco starts playing all over the Pa system. Two lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of boos and she slowly makes her way out walking down the aisle. Crystal cracks a grin as her photographers line up to take a picture of her but she turns her nose up at the fans as she makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She smiles bouncing around a bit as she awaits her opponent to come out.}Vasco Dias: This should be an interesting match Terri, these two ladies are actually friends...
Terri Morasco: I never thought Ana would have a friend but she and Crystal seem like it...
{The lights lower and Sex metal barbie hits the speakers, Ana walks out onto the stage accompanied by Alex Jones. The crowd burst into a chorus of boos as he takes her by the hand and spins her on the spot, both smirk out at the crowd before walking down the ramp.
Ana jumps up onto the apron before stepping into the ring... Baiting and winding up the crowd between stretches.}Terri Morasco: Ana looks naked without that title....
Vasco Dias: Hmm....naked...
Terri Morasco: Oh my god really Vasco?
{Ana and Crystal stare at one another and make their way to the center of the ring. Ana holds her hand out and Crystal looks down at it and nods shaking it before they separate. Ana circles around and they go to lock up, Ana quickly pulls Crystal into a side headlock before taking her down to the floor, Crystal pushes Ana's face and tries to hook her legs around Ana's head. Ana keeps the headlock locked on the ground and Crystal tries to spin out, as she does she pushes to her knees and Ana stays on one wrenching it in.
Crystal gets to her feet and shoves Ana off into the ropes, Crystal leapfrogs over Ana, and as she spins around Crystal leaps up for a front dropkick, Ana catches Crystals legs and then floats over with a roll up. 1.....2....Crystal bridges out of it with a waist lock spinning around getting Ana in a powerbomb position, she lifts Ana up, Ana flips back and lands on her feet, Crystal goes for a clothesline and Ana bends back and bridges before bending back up}Terri Morasco: Ana is so flexable!
Vasco Dias: Mmm...Alex is a lucky guy...
Terri Morasco: *sigh*
{Ana and Crystal move around one another again, Ana ducks down with a reverse waistlock picking crystal up slamming her face first, she floats around Crystals body and locks in a front headlock, Crystal is able to grab Ana's hand and separate the lock before spinning out of it. Crystal gets to her feet and hits the ropes before leaping in the air and going for a hurricanrana, she spins Ana around and Ana rolls across the ring to her feet looking a little dazed. Crystal springboards off the ropes and turns in the air for a crossbody, Ana leaps in the air and connects with a dropkick to Crystals chest}Vasco Dias: Oh what a connection
Terri Morasco: Ana timed that beautifully.
{Ana tells Crystal to vet up as she moves and holds her chest, Ana pulls Crystal up and hits a snapmare and roundhouse kick combo. Ana hits the ropes as Crystal struggles to get up, Ana hits a spinning neckbreaker into a pin 1.....2....Crystal kicks out. Ana pulls Crystal straight up and hits a snap suplex, she rolls over and pulls her up again before hitting the spinebuster she calls the Valentines bow.}Vasco Dias: Wow what impact!
Terri Morasco: Ana is showing why she was the champion...
{Ana stalks Crystal who moves around on the floor with her back in pain. Crystal pulls herself to her feet and Ana leaps in the air grabbing Crystal by the neck hitting the complete shot she calls the in his name, Ana pins 1....2....3}Vasco Dias: Well that's it...Ana does it...
Terri Morasco: Crystal tried Vasco...
{Ana stands over Crystal and holds out her hand pulling her friend up, she pulls Crystal into a hug and smiles}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"Goodbye Fiona"
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{We find Jack Gaither running backstage towars the parking garage, where a loud commotion can be heard. The Texan stops when he sees a group of white-suited orderlies trying desperately to put someone on a gurney.}Jack Gaither: WHAT THE FUCK'S GOIN' ON 'ERE!?!
{Jack rushes in closer and discovers that the orderlies are placing his fiancee, Fiona McFly, on a gurney and wheeling her into the back of a white van. An older orderly, sporting a receding hairline, approaches Jack as he gets closer to the vehicle.}Jack Gaither: 'EY--THAT'S MY FIANCEE!!!
Orderly: Sorry sir, but you've GOT to step away from the truck.
{Jack does as he's told, taking two steps back while looking at the tied-down Fiona with great concern.}Jack Gaither: Where the FUCK y'all takin' Fiona?!
Orderly: We're taking her to the asylum--she's not in her right mental state. She claims that a demon possessed her, but we can't either confirm or deny it 'til we get a clear reading. We're thinking that she's under the influence of an unknown substance at this moment. Let me give you our card--but don't worry, she'll be just fine. We just need to examine her and see what's wrong. Take care.
{The orderly hands Jack a business card before departing. Breathing heavily, the Texan can only watch as the truck pulls away with his bride-to-be in the back.}Jack Gaither: Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck....
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SEGMENT
"Taco Time"
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{The cameras are called to the parking lot, where it sounds like there is quite a commotion as the scene comes up, we see Renee Pleasant, riding what appears to be a large lawn mower, circling a rather shiny, new S-Class Mercedes... From his seat behind the wheel of the screeching machine, Renee is grabbing hot, foil covered burritos, lobbing them against the sides, windscreen and roof of the very expensive car.
Renee laughs wildly as some arena workers run around, trying to catch the clearly delighted Renee; who between throwing Burritos is swigging what is very clearly tequila from a rather large, worm filled glass bottle... The speakers of the lawn mower are blasting the Mexican hat dance, as a rather unimpressed Amber stands watching; a Sombrero clearly Forced upon her head.}Terri Monasco: Uh.. I don't even know what to say...
Vasco Diaz: I dunno Terri but I could really go for some Nachos right now....
{Amber stomps over towards Renee, pulling the Sombrero from her head, she throws it onto the floor, slamming her foot down beside it, folding her arms over her chest...}Amber Richards: RENEE! I SAID ENOUGH!
{Momentarily distracted by his rather pissed off looking wife, Renee loses control of the lawn mower, plowing it into the side of the Mercedes... Several workers run over, now looking rather panicked as Renee jumps off the lawnmower, a Burrito in one hand and the Tequila in the other.}Terri Monasco: Wait... Isn't that Roberto Verona's car?
Vasco Diaz: I HOPE IT IS!
{Renee approaches a still unimpressed looking Amber - he offers her the Burrito and she slaps it away with an irritated sigh... Renee laughs and leans in close, Amber's nose wrinkling in annoyance...}Renee Pleasant: Ah come on, like yah neva wanted tah throw ah Burrito or five at Mercedes!
Amber Richards: Yes.. No.. But... ARGH!
{Amber stamps her foot again as Renee shrugs and tosses the Burrito to one side...}Amber Richards: Ok Renee, you had your incredibly culturally insensitive fun and wrecked Verona's car... Can we go now before oh I don't know... We get in trouble for this stunt?!
{Renee laughs again and nods his head, he runs a hand down his beard in though before turning, and throwing the bottle of Tequila onto the hood of the now trashed Mercedes, as the bottle shatters her turns back to Amber with a grin...}Renee Pleasant: Aye, come on... ah'm more in tha mood fer Taco's anyways....
{Amber frowns and shakes her head...}Amber Richards: I am NOT making you anything after the way you behaved...
{Renee laughs a little and starts walking towards the car, Amber rushes up to him and grabs the keys from his hand... As he walks around the the passenger side he waggles his eyebrows at her, still chuckling a little...}Renee Pleasant: It's Taco time babeh...
Amber Richards: I just said I'm not... Oh.... OH!
{Amber's ears flush bright red as she slips into the drivers side of the car, Renee chuckles to himself, salutes the workers who are now resigned to the Mercedes' destruction, then slips into the car, slapping his hand on Amber's thigh as we cut to a commercial break.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"No Bullshit"
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{ We return once again back stage to a well-furnished room, this time joining Tiffany Jones and Malaki Toala who sits up right in the leather seat opposite our host. Sitting beside him, as always, is his manager Joey Leroux. }Tiffany Jones: Welcome once again for another interview with our Heir to the Throne participants, this time I am joined by Malaki Toala, former Imperial and Man of Steel champion and winner of the inaugrala Gladiator tournament. Thank you for joining me Malaki.
Malaki Toala: It’s my pleasure, Tiffany.
Joey Leroux: Just remember not to waste too much of our time dollface, the big guy owes me a Subway sandwich and I intend to make sure he delivers.
Malaki Toala: Are you seriously going to engage in product placement during my interview?
Joey Leroux: Hey, they need a new face of their company after the Sandwich Guy's… unpleasant choice of fillings for his hard drive…
Tiffany Jones: Moving swiftly on… You’ve certainly made quite the impact in your time in this company, but most recently you’ve performed admirably in the Heir to the Throne tournament, how pleased are you with your progress so far?
Malaki Toala: I’m as pleased as I possibly can be, ultimately whilst I am happy to have qualified for the final four with relative ease, all that goes out of the window now we have reached the elimination stages. Weeks of perfection can come undone rapidly in just one moment and this time, there is no second chances.
Tiffany Jones: So you would say you’re confident of your chances?
Malaki Toala: I’m always confident, Tiffany. Why exactly would I be in this business if I was constantly doubting myself? I will hit hard, or I will go home. I’ve proven myself more than once, I’ve accomplished more in my career here than anybody else left in this competition and that is a pedigree I can point to as a reminder of just how serious I am.
Joey Leroux: Are these really the best questions you can come up with Tiffany, this is like amateur hour. What next, what’s his favourite colour?
Tiffany Jones: So, with all that being said, should you succeed, how do you plan to ensure this doesn’t end up being another disappointingly short reign at the top of IWF?
Joey Leroux: Dayum girl, you got skills.
Malaki Toala: You don’t pull your punches, do you?
Tiffany Jones: We ask only the hardest hitting questions here in IWF.
Malaki Toala: What can I truly say? Every single man or woman who sits here in this chair is going to tell you that they have some sort of secret formula to guarantee success, that they will be the next huge icon in professional wrestling because they are simply the best. I’m not going to try and sell you that bullshit. Can I say, without doubt, that I won’t just fall at the first hurdle after achieving it all again? No. But what I do have is experience, something none of my opponents have. I’ve been there, I’ve done it. I know what mistakes I made and I know how to ensure they don’t happen again. Can I promise you that I will win?
No.
But I can promise you that Atwater and whoever else stands in my way are going to have to put me in the hospital to prevent me from achieving my goals.
They’re going to promise you they can do that.
I promise you that they can try.
{ Malaki stares into the camera as it slowly backs away, fading to black for a commercial break. }----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
"I Did What I Had To"
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{We cut backstage to Nikki Michaels and Eliza, sat down for an Interview, pre-taped earlier in the evening.}Nikki Michaels: Thank you for joining me Eliza...
Eliza: I wasn't aware I had a choice....
{Eliza shifts slightly uncomfortable in her seat, her eyebrows knitted in the middle, clearly nervous for her first, ever, interview.}Nikki Michaels: I, Guess you didn't... Anyway; You seem to be confident in your abilities. Do you believe you can go all the way?
Eliza: Believe? I don't believe anything - I know I have as good a shot as any of those girls at becoming Heiress to the Throne... Last year, the final was Amber and Vargas, we've been there and done that already - I can't be the only one tired of seeing the same three faces in the Championship circuit - so why shouldn't I be the one to shake up that monotony?
Nikki Michaels: Who out of the final 4 is your biggest threat?
Eliza: They each have their strengths... And their weaknesses, honestly - one a good day any one of them could take me; but I think Eternity wants this more than the others and that makes her the most dangerous.
{Eliza relaxes into her seat a little now as Nikki glances down at the questions jotted in her notebook...}Nikki Michaels: Do you think your relation to Ana Jones has given you an unfair advantage?
{Eliza's face turns stormy, she stares at Nikki for a long moment...}Eliza: Do you think fucking her ex-girlfriend has given you one?
{Nikki clears her throat and glances around, feeling uncomfortable herself as Eliza smirks.}Eliza: Exactly, that's a fucking stupid question and you know it - I came into this company and killed anyone and everyone put in front of me... I didn't know I was a Valentine - neither did she, I don't have some guardian angel, I have a giant shadow trying to keep me in the cold... Every single time I step into that ring, I am NOT trying to prove I am a Valentine - I am trying to prove I am BETTER than that....
Nikki Michaels: Ok.. Well, one that note... Who has been the best Diamonds champion so far?
Eliza: Jessica Reed created the division I have the honor of being a part of... I am not Kayla or, Amber - I don't want to 'destroy' the division and neither did she - Jessica Reed is easily the BEST Diamond's Champion IWF has seen and could have hoped for - I hope to be as good as her some day.
{Nikki actually looks a little shocked by Eliza's answer; who shrugs and waves a hand for the next question...}Nikki Michaels: Do you think you can take the Diamonds title from Alexis?
Eliza: Long story short... Definitely... If I make it through the Heiress to the Throne, do I guarantee it will happen this time? No. But I AM destined to be a Champion and I have a good a shot as anyone, in being the one who pries that title away from her...
Nikki Michaels: Well first, you have to make it into the final. How do you feel about facing Amber Richards next week, knowing that only one of you can make it there?
Eliza: Excited. People forget - I have been a force, I didn't lose to the Garcia twins in that tag match - Amber did. I haven't eaten a pin in months... Amber has... She's not the big bad force everyone should be worried about - Don't get me wrong, I love Amber, she is an amazing competitor, but I am NOT afraid of her...
Nikki Michaels: It's well documented that you won't stand down from anyone...
{Eliza nods, biting on her bottom lip as though slightly worried she may have just offended Amber...}Nikki Michaels: Speaking of; How does it feel knowing that you ended Kayla's dream in favor of your own?
{Eliza almost growls as she stares Nikki down, sliding off her chair she gets right up in the face of her interviewer.}Eliza: I did what I had to do... And I won't apologize for that!
{Eliza rips the mic off her shirt and tosses it to the floor as she walks out.}----------------------------------------------------------
MAIN EVENT
HEIRESS TO THE THRONE SEMI-FINAL
SINGLES MATCH
Eternity vs Mercedes Vargas
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{Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of “Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me” by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.} Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 127 pounds…MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
{Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. She vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent to arrive.}Vasco Dias: Here's the thing that has always bugged me about Mercedes Vargas...
Terri Morasco: Oh god here we go...
Vasco Dias: If you're going to have a big ego and talk alot of smack, that's cool, I dig that. But for the love pof god..back it up...
{The lights in the arena go down to a blue hue and purple smoke begins to fill the entrance way as the banging drums of "Apex Predator" by Otep resound throughout the arena, the sirens and the lyrics introduce Eternity to the audience and as the adults boo, the children seem to fear the shadowy woman who is wearing a black hat and a veil with her head bowed as she walks down the ramp. She stops in the middle of the ramp and takes a bow, taking her veiled black hat off and posing with it in her outstretched arms. She continues her journey down the ramp, skipping and carrying her hat in her right hand accompanied by the chorus. She slides under the bottom rope into the ring and when she reaches the centre, she transitions into a skip, over to the turnbuckle where she hangs her hat on a ringpost, patting it. She then skips to the middle of the ring and gets down on one knee, a leg outstretched behind her, as she looks heavenward and raises an arm in front of her, her hand reaching towards the sky. This gesture now triggers the lights to slowly be raised back up to normal levels as her music starts also to fade away}Terri Morasco: Eternity is a strange woman...
Vasco Dias: But she's tough
Terri Morasco: Oh absolutely. Tough, fast and deceptively strong
{Vargas and Eternity step into the center of the ring. Eternity tilts her head and smiles eerily. Vargas just put her hand in front of Eternity's face. Eternity starts playing peek-a-boo with her. Vargas leans forward and pie faces Eternity on her behind. The crowd "ooo's" as Vargas walks around the ring with a certain swagger. She stops and tells the fans to "shut up and stop booing greatness". Eternity slowly gets to her feet, the eerie grin replaced with an angry frown and a burning look of anger}Vasco Dias: Uh...that may not have been wise....
Terri Morasco: No kidding...Vargas just poked the bear.
Vasco Dias: ...I'd prefer her chances with the bear.....
{Vargas turns right into a takedown from Eternity. She starts pounding on Vargas who tries to cover up. Eternity rains down right hands over and over until Vargas is able to squirm away and kick Eternity back. As Vargas gets to her feet Eternity comes in with a clothesline, and another and another. Vargas slides from the ring in frustration and fixes her hair screaming Spanish obscenities into the ring, Eternity tilts her head not understanding the words being thrown at her.}Vasco Dias: For those of you who speak Spanish I apologize for Mercedes Vargas' language...
Terri Morasco: Why?..what did she say?...
Vasco Dias: *whispering*
Terri Morasco: OH MY!......wait....what's a *bleeping* pile of *bleep* sauce?
{After a few moments with the referee counting Vargas outside the ring Eternity slides under the bottom rope stalking her, as comes up behind Vargas Mercedes spins around and hooks her hand around Eternity's head and slams her face first into the ring post. Eternity stumbles back and Vargas gets some distance between them before running and leaping up and off the apron with a hurricanrana on the floor. Vargas slides in the ring and waits, the referee counts again getting to a 7 before Eternity gets to her feet and slides in. As she does Vargas starts stomping Eternity down over and over, she turns Eternity around on her back, sits her up and then lays in a hard stiff kick to Eternitys back.}Vasco Dias: Vargas was smart there...took Eternity out of her element...
Terri Morasco: The only problem is Eternity likes receiving punishment and well giving it
{Vargas pulls Eternity to her feet, she hits a snap suplex before rolling over the top holding on to the suplex, she let's go of Eternity's arm and then hits a snap ddt again floating over pulling Eternity up again before twisting her arm and hitting the hook kick combo she calls the 2 to tango. Eternity goes down and Vargas pins 1.....2...Eternity kicks out and sits up. Vargas claps her hands together three times and the referee says "two". Vargas shakes her head and goes back on the attack, she locks in a reverse chinlock on Eternity keeping her down.}Vasco Dias: Vargas is grounding Eternity...sound strategy....
Terri Morasco: If Eternity gets to her feet she could use her power....
{Eternity is able to get to her feet, she elbows Vargas in the stomach and hits the ropes before leaping in the air with a flying clothesline. Vargas pops back up but Eternity lifts her right up into the gts she calls the eternal rest, she connects and Vargas goes down. Eternity pins 1.....2....Vargas kicks out. Eternity straight away tries to lock in her Dying wish Kimura, Vargas though is able to roll over and get out of it, Eternity runs at Vargas but Mercedes leaps forward and connects with the superkick she calls the be still my heart!. That could be it. Vargas pins 1......2....Eternity kicks out again....
Vargas gets frustrated. She calls for the black rose overdrive, she picks Eternity up on her shoulders but Eternity is able to slip down behind her, she hokd Varvas in the pumphandle and spins her into a gutbuster with the Y-incision!}Vasco Dias: Wow!...what a combination of moves!
Terri Morasco: What a match!
{Eternity pulls Varvas up and sets her up for the pedigree she calls the last rites, Vargas frees her arms and flips Eternity over her back, she then grabs her and goes for the start of the red curtain with the STO backbreaker, Eternity blocks it, hooks Vargas' arm in the kimura and throws herself back locking it in!. Vargas screams in pain and reaches with her free arm towards the ropes, she pulls Eternity with her showing heart and determination, but in the end Vargas taps out!}
Well howdy there pardner.