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SINGLES MATCH
Khaos vs Tim Brody
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{Khaos and Brody go back and forth for a bit before Khaos gets the upper hand and takes Brody out with the “Desolate Void” for the win.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
“Interview With Esperanza Serranto”
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{The big screen comes on, and we see Tiffany Jones sitting on a soundstage across from Esperanza Serranto. Jones smiles at the camera.}Tiffany Jones: Hi there IWF fans, I am Tiffany Jones, coming to you with a special interview. My guest today is the lovely and talented Esperanza Serranto. Esperanza, it’s nice to finally get to talk to you.
Esperanza Serranto: Fa sho Tiffany. Nice to be here.
Tiffany Jones: Well, I guess I’ll just get right into it. Since your loss to Kayla Richards, you’ve been quite vocal about your dislike for her and your urge to face her again. No you have that chance. Talk a little about what that means to you.
Esperanza Serranto: To be honest, it ain’t even really about Kayla. I mean, I don’t like the bitch, that ain’t no secret, but it’s more about me fixin’ my mistake. I ain’t losin’ to her again. I ain’t makin’ the same mistake twice. That’s what it means. It means a chance for me to go back and fix that little blemish. I get to redo my biggest mistake so far in this business. How many people get to say that? Y’know what I’m sayin’?
Tiffany Jones: Of course. So it’s the chance at redemption that drives you. Though I’ll bet the Shieldmaiden’s title isn’t a bad incentive either.
Esperanza Serranto: Not at all, not at all. That means a lot to me too. It means a bigger paycheck, more fame, more everything. You’d have to be half retarded to pretend that ain’t somethin’. I want it bad, Tiffany. Just watch. You’ll see. This time it’s gonna be different.
Tiffany Jones: Are we to assume you have upped your training regimen?
Esperanza Serranto: You bet your ass. I been workin’ day and night. I’m in the best shape I been in in years. Kayla ain’t facin’ a woman when she steps into the ring this time. She’s gonna be facin’ a machine.
Tiffany Jones: Let me switch gears a bit so we can learn a little about you. I have noticed that whenever you come down to the ring, you give your hat to a girl in the audience and whisper something in their ear. Can you tell us what you’re whispering to them?
Esperanza Serranto: Sure, yeah. It’s kinda corny, but I tell them that this is the official badass hat, and only official badasses get to wear it.
Tiffany Jones: Being a role model to young women seems to be something that’s important to you.
Esperanza Serranto: No doubt. I remember one time… I was real little, like nine I think. We were vistin’ relatives in Mexico, and we all went to see the Lucha Libre show one night. I don’t even remember the dude’s name, but he always came out and handed out a mask to one of the kids in the crowd. That night he picked me. I wore that mask so much the colors wore out. I still have the thing too. I never forgot that, and I wanna give those little girls a moment they’ll never forget too. Hopefully I’ll get to fight them one day.
Tiffany Jones: Fantastic. We’re running low on time, but do you want to maybe give us a little insight into your strategy for your upcoming title match?
Esperanza Serranto: Naw. I know Kayla ain’t stupid. All I’m gonna say is you ain’t gonna wanna miss this one.
Tiffany Jones: Alright, thank you very much Esperanza, we will see you when you face Kayla Richards for the Shieldmaiden’s title.
Esperanza Serranto: Thank you.
{Both women smile as the screen fades to black.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Johnny Johnson vs Hooligan
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{Hooligan gets the win after a back and forth affair that ends with the Aff Tae Sleep submission victory.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
“Dodgy Papers”
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Roberto Verona: Fancy seeing you here, Renee. I figured your pride may have been too wounded for that.
{ Roberto smiles as he brushes the Imperial Championship on his shoulder mockingly. }Roberto Verona: I’m sorry Mr Pleasant, were you looking for this?
Renee Pleasant: You bastard! That championship is mine!
Roberto Verona: Strange, I could have sworn you were the man stupid enough to put this on the line against me and Alex. If you want to play high stakes games, Renee, you’d be wise not to piss off the one man who can stack the deck out of your reach.
Renee Pleasant: Cut the crap you prick, why the fuck aren’t I wrestling tonight?
Roberto Verona: Is there any reason you should be?
Renee Pleasant: Listen weasel, I’m not here to play games. As much as I would love to strangle the life out of you for everybody’s pleasure I don’t really care who I get to take my anger out on tonight.
{ Roberto pauses as the two look at one another when suddenly a large group of security guards appear at the COO’s side. }Roberto Verona: I’m afraid that’s quite out of the question, Renee.
Renee Pleasant: What the fuck is this?
Roberto Verona: These men are here to escort you off the premises.
{ Renee lunges forward but is immediately grabbed by the large security group assembled between them. }Renee Pleasant: Let go of me! What is this? Are you afraid to fight me?
Roberto Verona: Far from it. In fact, I’d be quite content to ask these men to step aside so I could put your ass back on the ground where I left it last week…
{ The crowd pops as Roberto pauses momentarily. }Roberto Verona: However, these fine gentleman beside me wouldn’t look too kindly on it.
{ The crowd boos in disappointment as two men in suits stand beside Verona. }Renee Pleasant: And who the fuck are they?
Roberto Verona: These two are from a little something called immigration. It seems, Mr Pleasant, that there are a few problems with your papers. Apparently they are contingent on your appearing regularly on IWF television and… well… with the relaunch and everything, plus our commitment to fair competition and giving people opportunities there just isn’t any room for you on our busy schedule anymore. I mean, now you’re not longer Imperial champion you’re just not really needed.
Renee Pleasant: You bastard!
Roberto Verona: Didn’t your parents ever tell you that if you play with fire you’re going to get burned?
{ Verona steps forward and looks Renee in the eyes. }Roberto Verona: Then they ought to have warned you that when you mess with my company you’re going to get fucked. Enjoy prison, Renee, I have a feeling that they’re going to take their time processing your violation.
{ Roberto smiles as the men begin to violently yank Renee away, who begins to kick and scream as they do so. }Renee Pleasant: You’re going to regret this! Get the fuck off of me!
{ Pleasant continues to struggle as the two immigration officers walk after the group of security guards leaving Verona standing alone, smiling from ear to ear as our scene slowly fades for a commercial break. }----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Jake “The Ace” Conway vs Jack Gaither
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{The lights in the arena dim with the opening chords and then start to flash red, blue and white in rotation as the synthesised guitar riff kicks in. Then the lyrics to 'Voodoo Child' by Brick + Mortar begin and the circular steel platform that The Ace is stood upon with his back towards us and the Union Jack Flag draped across his shoulders, begins to turn. The platform is decorated to look like a roulette wheel. Slowly it spins a full one-eighty degrees and we now see The Ace facing us as Kathy Conway is on a single bended knee on the right side of the stage. Cards begin to fall from the rafters. Kathy offers him her hand and The Ace waits a moment before stepping off the platform and grasping the hand of his wife, who is carrying his signature steel rake in her other hand.}Terri Morasco: Here comes everybody's favorite corporate stooge..
Vasco Dias: 'EY! Don't let him hear ya said that now...
{The couple proudly walk through the shower of falling cards, hand in hand. At the foot of the ramp, the cards stop falling as the couple share a passionate kiss. The Ace then confidently struts over to the steel steps as Kathy remains at ringside, armed. The Ace climbs the steel steps towards the ropes and steps through them. He walks over to the adjacent turnbuckle, climbing the second rope. He raises both arms in the air. The Ace then climbs down, handing the flag over to a stage hand before and he walks to the middle of the ring, the lights return to normal...}Vasco Dias: This match should be a cinch.
Terri Morasco: Not exactly—ya NEVER know what Jack is gonna pull off!
{Without warning, the lights go out as a demonic growl is heard throughout the arena. A deep fog appears on the rampway as the lights turn into a sinister ultraviolet hue, and the growling becomes louder as a group of seven “zombies”—inspired by the TV series “The Walking Dead”--appear onstage.}Vasco Dias: Umm...doesn't anyone know Halloween is over already?!
Terri Morasco: I don't think these guys do...
{The “zombie army” slowly marches toward the ring, growling and sneering at the fans while Conway watches intently. As the fog around the ring intensifies, the grotesque creatures slowly inch their way into the ring. Jake, agitated at this point, goes on the rampage, attacking one zombie after the other until he manages to chuck the first six out of the ring. The seventh “zombie” steps into the ring and takes his shot at the Ace, only to wind up on the wrong end of a vicious clothesline. All of a sudden, we hear a thunderclap, the lights return to normal, and the seventh “zombie” kips back up to his feet and strips off his headpiece—revealing himself to be none other than Jack Gaither!}Terri Morasco: There he is!!
Vasco Dias: I might not like the guy, but that was one of the damndest Gaither entrances I've ever seen!
[DING!]
{The bell rings, and Ace is livid and goes right at Jack—only to be immediately sent to the mat via a standing dropkick, followed by a second and a third to complete the hat trick! The Tnative Texan motions for Conway to get back to his feet, and as Ace does so, he's sent for the ride. Ace bounces off the ropes and throws a wild haymaker which Jack easily sidesteps; Jake bounces off the other side—only to be trucked to the deck with a spear! Jack mounts his opponent and fires off rights and lefts to a HUGE response from the peanut gallery; as he begins using closed fists, however, the zebra pulls him off and gives him a little talking-to about the value of using open hands. Ace rolls into the corner and gets on his knees like he's calling for “time out,” but Gaither doesn't buy Conway's shit and pounds on the larger man some more right hands before pulling him up by the hair! Jack sends Ace toward the opposite corner, where he crunches the buckles hard with his ribs; the Vegas resident stumbles around the ring for a moment, eventually winding up on the business end of a shining wizard from Jack, who makes a pin attempt!}1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{Jack goes back on the offensive, pounding on Ace's temples with even MORE rights and lefts! Jake tries to throw a wild half-a-clothesline in order to stop the momentum, but the Arlington native blocks the shot and applies his trademark testicular claw!}Vasco Dias: OWWW!!!
Terri Morasco: I LOVE it! Perhaps we'll see the—
Vasco Dias: Don't say it, please—it makes me wanna cringe!
{Jack twists his rival's family jewels HARD, causing Ace to sing soprano! Gaither takes a little time to showboat, playing to the crowd as Ace clutches his balls, but as he turns around, Jack is met head-on by a vicious clothesline from the bigger Conway! The Texan crumples to the deck as Ace takes command, YANKING his smaller challenger to his feet by the left arm and using it as a wrench of sorts. Holding onto the left arm, Ace gives Jack a sharp kick to the ribs before taking him down with a deep, stadning armdrag! Still holding onto the arm, Jake drops the leg on it! Jack doesn't have any time to catch his breath as Conway stomps on the arm once more before picking him up—plastering him to the deck with a double underhook backbreaker, transitioning the maneuver into a pin!}1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{Gritting his teeth, Ace immediately goes after Jack's legs and applies a deadly Celtic Knot that he calls the SIX OF SPADES! The ref is right there to make sure that Jack doesn't cry “uncle” as the pressure tightens even further!}Vasco Dias: Here we go—Jackie's gonna give!
Terri Morasco: If ya did your homework on him hunny-bear, you'd KNOW by now that “uncle” ain't in Jack's dictionary!
{The zebra asks if Jack wants to quit, but the smaller Texan shakes his head, fighting the hold with everything he can muster. With a burst of energy, Jack manages to scratch and claw the canvas, slowly iinching his way toward that heavenly bottom rope! Jake, sensing what might happen, immediately breaks the hold and stomps on his opponent's legs before picking him up! With a sick, sinister grin on his kisser, Conway picks Jack up and places him into a perfect fireman's carry! But as he goes for a heavily-modified Tilt-A-Whirl sideslam, Jack squirms free from the predicament and kicks his rival in the ribs! Grinning from ear to ear, the Texan applies the dreaded SCREECHER—sending Ace down to the mat! Shaking his head, Jack picks up his opponent and places him into a fireman's carry of his own!}Terri Morasco: Time to shift into Overdrive!
Vasco Dias: This can't be true!!
{But as Jack is about to complete the Overdrive maneuver, Ace wriggles free, hopping off Jack's shoulders and landing on his feet behind his younger opponent. Ace spins Jack around into a huge Reversal Of Fortune out of nowhere!}Vasco Dias: And just like that the tide has turned for Jack!
Terri Morasco: This is why you never underestimate the experience of a veteran like Jake Conway!
{Ace then gets to his feet, running a hand through his hair and motions for Jack to get up. Jack is slow to his feet, but as soon as Gaither makes it up, he stumbles into a kick to the gut...followed by The Ace-Plant! The crowd are booing as The Ace laughs and thumps his chest three times with his right hand....and then instead of the cover, Ace locks Jack up with nowhere to go in the Trente Et Quarante... Jack taps out almost immediately and the referee calls for the bell. The Ace keeps the move locked in as Kathy smiles on the outside.}Terri Morasco: OH COME ON! What the hell is this?
Vasco Dias: Jack brought this on himself, I think Ace wants to send a clear message that he is still the Apex of Evolution in IWF!
Terri Morasco: He won the damn match, none of this is necessary!
Alison Valance: Here is your winner... By Submission... THE ACE!
{ The referee tries to get Ace to break the hold to no avail, until Kathy enters the ring and taps him on the shoulder. Ace releases the hold and Gaither appears to be out. Ace locks eyes with his wife, slowly rising to his feet and begins to smirk. The two then lock lips and start to passionately kiss over the fallen body of Jack Gaither as Bruck + Mortar's cover of Jimi Hendrix's “Voodoo Child" begins to play.}Terri Morasco: What a disgusting display here tonight!
Vasco Dias: Oh come on Terri, I think it's rather sweet that they're still in love after so long together!
Terri Morasco: That's not what I mean and you know it...
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SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Kayla Richards
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{"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way.}Terri Morasco: See this is what I like about Fiona, she's always so happy....
Vasco Dias: Smiles don't win her matches....
{"Vice grip" by parkway drive 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 lifting the IWF shieldmaiden title belt over her head before running and sliding under the bottom rope, she gets onto the second rope and shakes her hair around to the music}Vasco Dias: There she is the IWF Shieldmaiden..and what a great champion she's been...
Terri Morasco: I can't argue with that, she has been willing to defend that belt and if she beats Esperanza Serranto next week?..well that will be three title defenses in less than two months...
{Kayla and Fiona measure each other up, Fiona smiles wide in her happy go lucky way. The bell rings and Kayla straight away lays in a forearm to Fiona's face sending her back against the ropes, Kayla grabs Fiona by the arm and whips her across the ring into the ropes, Kayla ducks for a back body drop and Fiona stops kicking Kayla in ther chest causing her to stand up, Fiona then runs in and hits a clothesline taking Kayla down. Kayla pops back up and is met with a dropkick from Fiona sending her down and out of the ring.
Kayla moves around the outside of the ring as the referee counts, Fiona walks over stepping on the bottom rope and reaches between the top and middle ropes grabbing Kayla by the hair, she pulls Kayla up onto the apron but Kayla slams an elbow into Fionas face and then grabs her while she is trapped between the ropes in a cravate before slamming in some hard knee's, she lets fiona go and the blond irish bombshell falls to the mat as Kayla steps back into the ring.}Vasco Dias: This knee's were vicious...
Terri Morasco: That reminded me of her sister...
{Fiona starts to pull herself up and Kayla steps forward kicking Fiona in the ribs. Fiona rolls to the side and stumbles back to her feet, she runs at Kayla who spins and leaps in the air with a spinning heel kick, Kayla lands and then kips up to her feet, she pulls Fiona up and hits a snap suplex, she rolls her hips and gets to her feet with fiona before hitting a spinning neckbreaker. Kayla stays on the attack and floats over for a pin 1......2...Fiona kicks out. Kayla pops to her feet and measures fiona up going for her pendulum elbow drop, Fiona moves at the last second and kaylas arm slams point of her elbow first onto the mat.}Terri Morasco: That must have hurt!
Vasco Dias: The point of the elbow into the mat?..yeah....
{Kayla gets back to her feet holding her artm, she runs at Fiona who hits a deep arm drag, both women back to their feet and Fiona slides kicking Kaylas legs out from under her with a sliding football tackle, Kayla hits the mat face first and Fiona rolls back to her feet, Kayla gets to her knees and Fiona hits a dropkick to Kayla's face! she dives in for a pin 1.....2....Kayla kicks out, Fiona puts her hand in the air calling for the Iron claw, she goes for it as Kayla gets up but Kayla catches Fiona's hand and arm drags Fiona out of the ring, Kayla hits the ropes and times a suicide dive perfectly landing on Fiona as she gets to a vertical base outside the ring}Terri Morasco: Wow..air Kayla!
Vasco Dias: This has been a great match
{Kayla rolls Fiona back into the ring, Fiona pulls herself up and as Kayla goes in for the attack Fiona hits a double leg takedown!, Fiona goes to lock in the shamlock!(modified kimura) she wrenches Kayla's arm, Kayla rolls foward out of it and then throws her leg up kicking Fiona in the face from the ground, Kayla spins to her feet, grabs Fiona and rolls forward putting Fiona into the calfkiller, she wrenches it in and Fiona tries to reach out to the ropes but she is to far away, she can't take it and she taps!}Vasco Dias: Wow...great win from Kayla there
{"Vice grip" hits again and Kayla is handed her Shieldmaiden title, she walks over and grabs a mic as the music dies down}Kayla Richards: All the girls in the back continue to doubt me, continue to just write me off......and i remember when i first one this belt, everyone laughed when my first title defense was against Esperanza Serranto....
Vasco Dias: It was unexpected....
Kayla Richards: Even i laughed, but when I got in that ring with her, she showed me and everyone else something, and now, I have gone on to beat Crystal Hilton, Fiona McFly and my next match is back against Esperanza.....she's beaten Mercedes Vargas, Emma Danielson and Fiona.....and now....no one is laughing Esperanza.....
Terri Morasco: No..no people are not...
Kayla Richards: least of all...me.....See you next week...
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Paige Garcia & Mercedes Vargas vs Emma Danielson & Crystal Hilton
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{The match went back and forth and it looked like Mercedes is done and out as she’s locked in the “Withering Rose” by Crystal Hilton. The problem is, Paige slides in the ring and kicks Crystal right in the face. Emma tried to intervene but Paige elevates her up and over the top rope to the floor where she clutches at her leg in pain. Paige turns to Crystal who is slow to her feet before lifting her on her shoulders and dropping her with the “All About Me” for the win.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
“The Long Halloween”
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{Backstage standing in a darkened hallway of the arena, the reigning Invictus Champion, Warren Kane is preparing himself for one of the biggest matches of his career so far as he goes one on one with the reigning Man Of Steel Champion, Rob Diamond in the Champions Showcase billed as tonight's main event.
Warren has a determined look on his face and his title securely wrapped around his waist as he shadow-boxes the air around him, standing firm. The camera is zoomed in tight on his face and slowly pans out.}Voice: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
{Warren spins round quickly on his heel and is confronted by a yellowish mask of Frankenstein's monster. Warren immediately jumps back and let's out a yelp he was not proud of...}Warren Kane: AHHHHH! SWEET JESUS! THAT'S NOT FUNNY ROB!
{'Rob' cocks his head to the side.}Warren Kane: Take that stupid thing off, Halloween was two days ago. Besides we have a match tonight in case you've forgotten...
Voice: How could I forget?
{It suddenly dawns on Warren that it wasn't Rob Diamond he was speaking to, the voice was much more...feminine.
The figure then lifts up her mask slowly and makes a point to lock her magnificent green eyes with Warren's, and Kane quickly realises that he was now face to face with Eternity.}Warren Kane: Holy Hell!
{Warren takes off briskly, muttering under his breath as he goes.}Warren Kane: Note to self, next time find a better lit area to be alone in...
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SINGLES MATCH
Nighthawk vs Kyle Mason w/ Andrew Jacobsen & Aaron Owens
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Match will be added when I get it.Winner: Nighthawk
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SEGMENT
“Gonna Break Your Leg”
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{Nighthawk is in the middle of the ring, with sweat dripping down on him as he pants for air. Out of nowhere the lights go out and the sounds of laughter can be heard as the tron goes to losing signal. The signal repairs itself to reveal Paul Gray: and DaMarius Thomas in the background. The sound of whistling and heavy kinks of a chain moving can be heard as Gray smiles for the camera.}Vasco Dias: Oh boy.
Paul Gray:: Oh Hawky. We did warn you....We told you that this wasn't personal. We told you to stay down. But here we are.
{Paul laughs as the sounds of the chain moving gets heavier.}Paul Gray:: And now instead of taking your beating like a good little choir boy you decide to challenge us to a match at open fight night. But not just any match....A DOG COLLAR MATCH?! HA!
Terri Morasco: What a jerk!
Paul Gray:: DaMarius Thomas is a monster and monsters cannot be contained, yet you seem to believe you can. What is more frustrating is I like you Hawky, and now we have to take you out. You see master send us a letter asking for something. And what master wants, master gets.
{Gray takes out a crumpled letter and opens it up.}Paul Gray:: And this is what he wants.
{He turns the page around to reveal the letter saying:}BREAK NIGHTHAWKS LEG{Paul Gray: laughs again before regaining his composure.}Paul Gray:: And there you have it. WE PROMISE that the black death himself is going to break your leg at open fight night. We kindly accept your invitation of your little dog collar match but let me tell give you a little warning.....It's going to get messy!!
{Paul laughs hysterically before Thomas' face is revealed. Thomas roars out loud before ripping apart a heavy linked chain dropping it to the ground.}Paul Gray:: Good luck, you're gonna need it!
{The feed goes to let the lights go back on and reveal Hawk shaking his head in the middle of the ring.}----------------------------------------------------------
MATCH
Roberto Verona vs Todd Williams
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{The lights in the arena all go out at "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps begins to blare out of the PA system. Spotlights begin to scan the crowd before fixating on a figure at the top of the stage which is revealed to be Roberto Verona, his head bowed towards the floor. As cheers being to resonate around the arena Verona raises his head and he begins a slow methodical march down the ramp, the spotlight following him as golden pyro rains down from above on the stage.} Alison Valance: Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 220 lbs and standing six feet, two inches tall. He hails from Chicago Illinois… Roberto Verona!
{Verona stares with disgust at the crowd who cheer him as he approaches the ring, but he doesn't react to them. As he reaches the steps he slowly ascends them before walking towards the middle of the ring apron, turning around to look into the crowd one last time before looking up and closing his eyes as he stretches his arms out wide and basks in the adulation. After indulging himself Verona climbs into the ring, psyching himself up as he awaits the beginning of the match.}Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{“Still Fly” by The Devil Wears Prada begins to blast across the speakers. As it does so two spotlights quickly hit the ramp and we are able to see the silhouette of a man standing behind the curtain along with that of a woman. Todd Williams slowly backs up through the curtain backwards and extends his arms out into a crucifix. He isn't alone as his wife Fiona Williams is with him.}Alison Valance: He weighs in at 210 lbs and stands six feet tall. Hailing from Long Island New York… Todd Williams!
{The fans immediately boo him loudly and he shrugs it off as he finally reaches the ring. Todd grins as he walks inside the ring staring at all of the booing fans. Fiona pops an Umbrella open as she blocks Todd receiving the boos and the spit from the crowd.}T-Will: HATERS GONNA HATE... YALL KNOW YALL LOVE ME. DON'T GET MAD BECAUSE I DEAL WITH NOTHIN BUT THE BENJAMINS!!!
{Todd grins as he receives more boos in return. He runs to the top of the turnbuckles raising his hand proudly in the air before he backflips off of them. He waits in the corner as Fiona stands outside clapping her hands for her man.}Vasco Dias: Here we have two hot talents that I can not wait to see fight.
Terri Morasco: Absolutely. I have been waiting for this one all week, and here we are!
{The ref gives both men a quick reading of the rules, before signalling for the bell to ring. Roberto and Todd lock up immediately. Roberto drops down and hits an arm drag. Todd rolls across the ring, and both men pop up, meeting in the middle to lock up again. This time it’s Todd who hits the arm drag. They both pop up and lock up once more. They struggle for dominance, before Roberto eventually locks in a side headlock. Todd falls back against the ropes, and tries to shoot his opponent off, but Verona holds on to the headlock too tight.} Terri Morasco: Don’t expect to see some crazy bar fight from these two. These men are two very talented technical wrestlers, and I have a feeling they are going to try their best to outwrestle each other.
Vasco Dias: If that is their strategy, I see Roberto winning this one. They are both talented, but I believe Verona to have the edge on the mat.
{Todd lifts Roberto in the air, and hits an atomic drop. Roberto lets go of the hold and stumble across the ring. Todd bounces off the ropes, and hits Roberto with a hard European uppercut just as he turns around. Verona hits the mat, and Williams drops his knee down on the back of his neck. He grabs Roberto’s arm, and wrenches it back, putting heavy pressure on his spine. Verona hollers out in pain as his free arm flails for the ropes. He eventually grabs the bottom one, causing the ref to begin counting. Todd waits until four, and is admonished by the referee, but let’s go. He stands up, and stomps on a prone Verona before the ref shoves him back toward a neutral corner.}Terri Morasco: Some dirty strategy by Todd Williams early on in this match.
Vasco Dias: You have to take every opportunity you can. If it were really that bad, the referee would disqualify him.
{Roberto stands up, and Todd sprints at him. At the last second, Roberto drops down and brings the top rope with him. Todd goes head over heels, tumbling to the concrete. Verona doesn’t give him any time to recuperate. He rolls under the bottom rope, and immediately begins stomping on Williams’s chest and stomach. He picks Todd up and rolls him under the bottom rope. Roberto follows quickly after. He lifts Todd up and whips him into the ropes, hitting a high, arcing hip toss on the rebound. Roberto hits the opposite ropes as Todd sits up. Verona comes back and hits him with a dropkick to the face. He goes for the pin.
...1!
...2!
...No! Williams kicks out. Roberto picks him up again, this time tossing him into the corner. Verona walks over and hits Todd with a series of quick punches to the face and torso. In desperation, Todd raises his knee and slams it into Roberto’s face. Verona stumbles backward, and Todd sprints at him, and grabs him around the waist, hitting him with a belly to belly suplex that sends Verona flying into the turnbuckle. He hits it hard and falls to the mat, where Todd descends on him. He presses his knee into Verona’s back, and grabs him under the chin, wrenching back with vicious intentions. Roberto reaches out, but can’t quite grab the ropes.} Terri Morasco: Williams has that submission hold locked in tight. Roberto’s gonna have to find some way to get out of it, or this one is over.
{Verona claws at Todd’s hands, but he’s holding on too tight. Todd rises up and drives his knee down into Roberto’s spine a couple times. He pulls back again, but the extra motion has allowed Roberto to inch close enough to grab the bottom rope. The ref counts to four before actually shoving Todd off of Verona. Williams and the ref yell at each other long enough for Roberto to get back to his feet. He waits until Todd turns around to hit him with a superkick right to the jaw.}Vasco Dias: The Silencer! Verona goes for the pin!
{...1!
...2!
...3! No! Williams just manages to get his shoulder up. Verona slaps the mat, and drags Todd to his feet. He whips Williams across the ring. Todd comes back, and dodges Verona’s attempt, rolling the man up into a small package pin, grabbing the tights.
...1!
...2!
...No! Verona kicks out and jumps to his feet. He bounces off the ropes, and just as Todd gets to his feet, Roberto hits him with a hard running knee to the face.}Vasco Dias: Veni Vidi Vici! Verona with the pin!
{...1!
...2!
...3!
Verona rolls off of Williams, as the ref raises his hand in the air.}Terri Morasco: A big win for Robert Verona tonight!
{Williams slowly comes to, as Verona walks up the ramp with a wide smile on his face.}----------------------------------------------------------
MAIN EVENT
CHAMPIONS SHOWCASE
SINGLES MATCH
Rob Diamond vs Warren Kane
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Match will be added when I get it.Winner: Rob Diamond
Well howdy there pardner.