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Post by Riley Gordon on Dec 2, 2015 5:57:34 GMT
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SINGLES MATCH
Carrick O'Connor vs Teddy Steele
---------------------------------------------------------- {The show kicks off with an awesome display of fireworks and pyros, much to the crowds delight. Their cheers and chants of “IWF” can be heard all throughout the arena.}Vasco Dias: Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to IWF’s Survival of the Fittest! Terri Morasco: Boy do we have one hell of a night in store for you guys tonight, including our second annual Extinction Event! Vasco Dias: A team made up completely of champions takes on a team of contenders, what more could you ask for!? {The spotlight hit’s the curtain as it does the loud sounds of “Mama Said Knock You Out” by LL Cool J begins to blast across the speakers. The moment it does “The Lyrical One” Teddy emerges from the curtains clad in a United Kingdom Flag robe matching trunks and matching boots. He smiles proudly as his wife Kate Steele is right beside him. She has a megaphone in her hands as she claps proudly for her husband.}Announcer: On his way to the ring from Long Island, New York Reppin Tampa Florida, and his wife’s Berkshire England. Standing at 5’10 240 lbs Being accompanied by Kate Steele…. He is “The Lyrical One” Teddy Steele! {Teddy smiles as he begins to shadow box nodding his head to the beat.}Kate: TEDDY, TEDDY, TEDDY! {The fans begin to chant with her as he bounces his head to the music. He runs up the stairs and steps into the ring as he bounces about. He takes his robe off and stands in the center of the ring. A microphone comes down from the ceiling and he smiles as he begins to drop a freestyle about his opponent.}Vasco Dias: I don’t think the fans are as in to this as Teddy thinks they are… { The lights go dark as the opening guitar riff of "Out Ta Get Me" by Guns 'N Roses blares over the public address sytem. Exchoing throughout the arena. As it builds to a crescendo, the strobes flash in sync to the drum beat. As it hits the stride of the song, pyros explode in sync with the buildup in the song and Carrick O'Connor shoots out of the floor of the stage, landing on his feet. He stands there, glaring out at the fans as they boo and shout obsceneties. He cockily walks down the ramp. Once he gets to ringside, he runs and slides under the bottom rope and immediately gets to his feet. He walks across the ring, steps up to the second rope throwing one hand in the air and stepping down, preparing himself for the upcoming match.}Terri Morasco: And here comes Carrick O’Conner out to make his in ring debut here tonight, Vasco. Vasco Dias: Please, can he please shut Teddy up? {The bell rings and the two men begin to pace around the ring. Teddy Steele beings to show off, doing a little dance number to wind Carrick up, but the Irishman doesn’t take any of Teddy’s shenanigans lightly, instead he charges clear across the ring and almost takes Steele’s head off with a lunging lariat. The crowd instantly stop enjoying the fun filled antics of Teddy Steele, and take notice of the hard hitting man from Ireland.}Vasco Dias: I think I’m in love. Terri Morasco: Carrick did’t waste any time introducing himself to Teddy there. {Back inside the ring, O’Conner is stomping the hell out of Teddy, so much so that the referee has to get involved and literally push Carrick away. The new guy doesn’t take too lightly to the referees actions and begins mouthing off to him. This gives Teddy a chance to climb t his feet. The fun loving superstar uses the ropes to get there, his wife at ringside cheering him on. She screams out to him as O’Conner charges across the ring for a splash into the turnbuckle but Teddy rolls out of the way causing Carrick to slam into the turnbuckle. Steele drops behind and rolls Carrick up with a schoolboy…..ONE! …..TWO! -kickout. Carrick almost storms to his feet, the insult of the pin attempt clearly working him up.}Vasco Dias: I don’t think that was a wise move…. {Carrick moves to Teddy who is climbing to his feet, but BAM!!! IRISH CAR BOMB! Teddy hits the matt like a sack of potatoes, as Carrick rolls to a knee, smirking to the crowd.}Terri Morasco: That has to be the worst named move in the history of worse named moves…. Vasco Dias: Yeah, it’s like an aerial move being named the nine eleven…. {Kate is screaming at Teddy to get up, as Carrick climbs to the apron, he turns to Kate and blows her a kiss before he slingshots himself over the ropes into a slingshot flipping leg drop, that he calls the Irish Guillotine! Carrick covers…..ONE! …...TWO! …..THREE!!}Vasco Dias: There you have it folks, Carrick O’Conner picks up the victory on his debut in emphatic style. Terri Morasco: Something tells me, he is going to be one to watch! ----------------------------------------------------------
#1 CONTENDERSHIP FOR THE IWF SHIELDMAIDEN
SINGLES MATCH
Mercedes Vargas vs Emma Danielson
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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.}
Alyson Valance: Introducing first...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.}
Terri Morasco: Okie-doke, my friends...this match is gonna determine who'll face the Shieldmaiden on the next Open Fight Night!
Vasco Dias: And given the nature of the upcoming Extinction Even, we COULD see a new Shieldmaiden by the time OFN rolls around.
{"Fight" plays over the PA as Emma Danielson saunters out onto the ramp to a positive reaction from the crowd. She smirks, nodding to the crowd as she saunters towards the ring. As she reaches the foot of the ramp, Emma speeds up, jumping and sliding beneath the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet, walking over to the corner, and leans back, closing her eyes and letting the crowd cheer as she waits for the match to begin.}
[DING!]
{At the sound of the bell, Emma goes right after Mercedes with a series of hard, stiff rights and lefts to her temples! Before she can even react, the Latina is backed into the corner as the native Minnesotan continues going to work, throwing punches that smack her opponent in the schnozz before sending her toward the opposite corner; Vargas crunches the buckles hard and staggers forward, stumbling and bumbline until she winds up on the wrong end of a Danielson-endorsed snap suplex. Holding onto Mercedes, Emma twists around and applies a second--and more deliberate--vertical suplex. Danielson holds onto her rival again--only this time, she completes the unusual hat trick with a tilt-a-whirl side slam, transitioning into a pin.}
1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{Emma continues the offensive, firiing away with some more rights and lefts to Vargas' kisser! As she begins using closed fists, the zebra in charge has little choice but to physically YANK Emma off of the Argentinian and warn her about the use of closed fists.}
Terri Morasco: Emma's not wasting any time--she wants to fight the Shieldmaiden next week.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, yeah, yeah...you say that about her all the time.
Terri Morasco: So what?! You can't say the same thing about Mercedes.
Vasco Dias: Don't worry hunny--Vargas'll come through.
{Danielson reaches down and tries to pull Vargas back to her feet by using the hair, but as she does so, she's given a strong, swift elbow to the ribs that doubles her over!}
Vasco Dias: See?! What did I tell ya, eh?!
Terri Morasco: Leave it to YOU to be the optimistic one...
{With Danielson clutching her chest, Vargas pulls herself back to her feet and starts going to work. Grabbing her opponent by the hair, the Argentiian yanks her head over heels with a snapmare that causes the ref to simply shake his head. Still holding onto the hair, Mercedes yanks her rival down tot he deck before kneeling down and raining in some rights and lefts of her own. The instant Vargas starts using closed fists, the zebra pulls her away from her opponent. But just as Emma slowly shakes off the cobwebs and pulls herself back up, Mercedes puts her back down to the deck again with a torndo DDT and quickly goes for the cover.}
1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{Vargas grits her teeth, shaking her head as she heads toward the corner and climbs up to the top. She takes a few seconds to preen for the 50-50 Tacoma audience--unaware that Danielson is slowly managing to get back to a vertical base.}
Terri Morasco: Makin' a mistake here--Vargas ain't doing her homework!
{Mercedes dives off the ropes with a flying headbutt, but she hits nothing but canvas as Emma rolls out of the way. Seizing her chance to cash in on her rival's mishap, Emma goes back on the offensive and sets Mercedes into position for her Holy Drive pumphandle piledriver!}
Vasco Dias: Pumphandle piledriver comin' up!
Terri Morasco: 'Ey slappy, I'll handle commentary around here!
{But just as Danielson is about to apply the move, Vargas manages to squirm out of danger and counter with her signature Black Rose Overdrive. However, Danielson is able to react to the dreaded finisher just in the nick of time, eventually plastering the Argentinian back to the mat with her signature DETOXIFIER crucifix powerbomb combination, transitioning said finisher into the pin!}
1...!
2...!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{As Emma Danielson celebrates her victory, her music is cut and replaced with "Black and Silver" by Xandria. Emma looks confused as the IWF Head of Diamonds, Kathleen Conway walks out on to the stage and smiles down at Emma, nodding her head in approval and slow clapping her friend Emma's efforts.}
Terri Morasco: Well, this is highly unsual...
Vasco Dias: Indeed it is. I've never seen Mrs Conway give any of the Diamonds such a personal seal of approval before...
Terri Morasco: But why? That's the real question...
Vasco Dias: Oh Terri, such a suspicious mind really isn't an attractive quality you know, maybe she's just applauding her friend for her efforts here tonight and congratulating her on becoming the new number one contender for the IWF Shieldmaiden....
----------------------------------------------------------SINGLES MATCHHooligan vs Death----------------------------------------------------------Vasco Dias: Next up we are going to see the returning Death in action! I’ve got to say Terri this guy has always given me the creeps. Terri Morasco: As scary as Death is I think it’s Crowe you need to look out for. Vasco Dias: There is no telling who Crowe is going to target next. Terri Morasco: Absolutely not, Hooligan is going to have his work cut out for him tonight. { Gaelic music with some bagpipes and drums plays until the lights go out and the tron reads }HOOLIGAN{ Hooligan will emerge riding his Harley Davidson bike and ride down to the ring, riding around the ring and surrounding his opponent. He'll park up before walking into the ring. }Terri Morasco: Hooligan is ramped up as always but I can’t imagine his excitement will last long once Death gets in that ring. Vasco Dias: Absolutely not Terri, Death is never just looking for a fight, he’s looking to cause total destruction. { The lights fade into darkness. The gong sounds five times, before "Ain't No Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play through the systems. The crowd, while many jeer, place cell phone lights and lighters into the air, lighting up the arena. After a slight delay, Death walks out onto the stage, followed close by Jebediah Crowe. In Crowe's right hand is a lantern, which he uses to help guide the two down the ramp. }Alison Valance: From New Orleans, Louisiana! Weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds..."The Reaper of Souls"...DEATH! { Death takes a slow walk down the ramp, his eyes remaining forwards the entire time. Crowe continues to feed his monster information the entire way down, fueling the fire to the best of his abilities. Death turns towards the steps, walking up each individual one before hitting the top step. He releases the clasp of his cape, allowing it to fall to the ground. He enters the ring from between the top and second rope. Walking towards the middle of the ring, he raises his arms into the sky, rolling his eyes into the back of his head. This causes the lights to come back on in a cinematic portrayal, as Crowe blows the light out of the lantern. }Vasco Dias: There is a serious chill in the air. Terri Morasco: Death’s mere presence is sending tingles down my spine. Vasco Dias: I know the people at home can’t feel the aura in the arena here but the entire atmosphere has changed. It’s as if the temperature dropped ten degrees. Terri Morasco: I’m literally shivering. { The bell sounds and Hooligan is right out of his corner with a running clothes line to Death. He doesn’t stop there as he starts to unload right and left hands to the mid section of the slightly larger man. }
Vasco Dias: Hooligan is taking the fight right to Death! Terri Morasco: I’m not sure if that’s the smartest decision! { Death moves to block the blows so Hooligan moves to head shots, throwing right and left jabs before delivering a massive left hook that seems to stagger Death. Hooligan looks to drive his right knee into the gut of Death and quickly hooks him up for a pump handle slam but Death powers his way out of it and moves behind Hooligan and picks him up off his feet for a huge Full Nelson Slam! }
Vasco Dias: Hooligan tried to get the drop on Death but Death is quicker and more technical than you’d think. Terri Morasco: Not to mention strong! { Hooligan tries to get back to his feet quickly but Death is right there with a running boot that sends Hooligan rolling. Hooligan reaches for the ropes and pulls himself out to the ring apron just as Death stomps the mat. Hooligan quickly grabs the ankle of Death and pulls his feet out from under him and then drags him out of the ring under the ropes. Death lands on his feet but Hooligan hits a hard upper cut then takes the big man and throws him into the guard rails! }
Vasco Dias: Hooligan is taking this to the outside! Terri Morasco: I’m not sure that’s a good idea with Crowe out there! { Crowe starts to climb into the ring and draws the attention of the referee as Hooligan takes Death by the back of the neck and looks to throw him back into the ring but Death spins around with a discus lariat and lays Hooligan out. Death pulls him up by the head and throws him into the ring post with a double handed choke toss and as Hooligan stumbles Death connects with a big boot that drives the head of Hooligan into the ring post again. }
Vasco Dias: Jesus, he’s just brutal! Terri Morasco: Death isn’t fancy but he’s effective. Vasco Dias: He’s sadistic! { Crowe laughs as he hops off the apron and Death rolls Hooligan back into the ring. Crowe instructs Death to make the cover and he climbs into the ring and hooks the leg of Hooligan. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: Are you kidding me!? Terri Morasco: I can’t believe he just kicked out, that had to be on instinct alone! { Crowe just laughs as Death pulls Hooligan back up to his feet, Death pulls him up into a Vertical suplex, setting up for the rest in peace but Hooligan throws his legs back and lands behind Death where he hits a big clubbing blow over the back of his neck. Hooligan runs past Death and bounces off the ropes and comes back with a running boot to the face to knock Death off his feet! }Terri Morasco: THE BIN YIN! { Crowe is screaming from ring side as Hooligan climbs the ropes and stands on the top rope, he leaps off with the Glasgow Kiss headbutt! Hooligan hooks the leg and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: Hooligan is throwing everything he’s got at Death and he isn’t even making a scratch! Terri Morasco: He’s going to have to hit him a lot harder than that. { Hooligan pulls Death up to his feet and sets him up for the Cracked Tae Fuck! Death is down and Crowe is back on the apron and distracts Hooligan. Hooligan marches across the ring and looks to lay Crowe out but Crowe drops off the apron, in the mean time Death has sat up and gotten back to his feet. Hooligan turns around into a right hand around his throat from Death, Death lifts him high up into the air for the Chokeslam! }
Vasco Dias: Death had him almost ten feet in the air! Terri Morasco: The man is massive and powerful! { Death covers Hooligan again as Crowe starts to laugh maniacally. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: Why is Hooligan delaying the inevitable! No one can beat Death! Terri Morasco: I don’t think he knows that. { Death looks to Crowe who drags his thumb across his throat. Death nods as he pulls Hooligan to his feet and then picks him up into a Crucifix, setting him up for the Execution! But Hooligan breaks free and drops behind Death and grabs him for an inverted neck breaker! }
Vasco Dias: Hooligan just doesn’t know when to quit. Terri Morasco: Clearly not. { Hooligan pulls Death up to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckles. Hooligan runs in with a big clothes line in the corner and then pulls Death out, sets him up and hits him with the DEED right into the turnbuckles! }
Terri Morasco: Hooligan is cranking things up here! Vasco Dias: He needs to hit hard and fast to take Death down! { Hooligan pulls Death up to his feet and picks him up and seats him on the top rope. }
Terri Morasco: Hooligan is setting him up for the Parkheed! { Hooligan climbs up now as well and pulls Death up into the pile driver position and then jumps off the top rope with Death of the PARKHEED! Hooligan quickly covers Death as Crowe screams from the outside. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! Crowe enters the ring a second too late with a steel chair in hand but Hooligan quickly rolls out of the ring and throws both his hands up! }
Vasco Dias: A huge upset for Hooligan here tonight! Terri Morasco: I can’t imagine Crowe will just let this slide. { Hooligan stands on the ramp with his arms up as Death sits up, seemingly unfazed. }
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MAIN EVENT
EXTINCTION EVENT
Roberto Verona, Rob Diamond, Warren Kane, Alexis Caffrey & Kayla Richards vs Andrew Jacobsen, Nighthawk, Mohamed Al-Thani, Fiona McFly & Esperanza Serranto
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: The following contest is the Extinction Event match, and is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Terri Morasco: Big fight feel here tonight for our main event! {"Damage" by Krizz Kaliko starts to play, as Esperanza comes dancing out onto the ramp. She runs to each end of the stage, throwing her hands in the air and pumping up the crowd.}Alison Valance: Introducing the challengers! First, from Compton, California, weighing 130 pounds, Essssperanzaaaaaa Sssssssserrantooooo! Vasco Dias: Charity case number one tonight, Esperanza Serranto getting ANOTHER shot at the IWF Shieldmaiden here.
Terri Morasco: Hey, you never know. She might have the chance to cut the line entirely and walk out IWF Diamonds Champion if she plays her cards right. {She then comes back to the middle, and points to the ring, before walking toward it. She slaps hands with some fans on her way down, stopping when she sees a young girl in the front row. With a grin, she whispers something in her ear, and sets her Raiders cap on top of the girls head. Esperanza then slides into the ring, and pops to her feet with both hands in the air. She hops up on the second rope and gets the crowd hyped some more before dropping back down to the mat. Esperanza rolls her wrists in the corner, as "I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear and Fiona McFly marches out on stage and takes a bow.}Alison Valance: Next, from Belfast, Northern Ireland, Fionaaaaa McFlyyyyyyyy!
Terri Morasco: The challenger to Alexis Caffrey here tonight, Fiona McFly’s seen an upswing in her fortunes recently. Could she capitalize on that here tonight?
Vasco Dias: I hope not. She’s fine, don’t get me wrong, but there’s only one Diamonds Champion for me. {Fiona heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way. The Diamonds talk strategy in the corner, as the lights in the arena slowly click off, one by one, as the sold-out crowd rises to its feet in anticipation of what is to come. And as the opening strains of "Holding Out For A Hero (The Autumn Wind Intro)" by Emery boom out over the sound system Nighthawk walks out through the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp, hands on his hips as he looks all around at the sold-out crowd with the barest hint of a smile on his face before raising both hands above his head as the ring suddenly is flooded with blue light.}Alison Valance: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing 185 pounds, he is the Wrestling Machine, NIGHTHAAAAAWK!
Terri Morasco: I think you’d be hard-pressed to find a more beloved man in this match, and indeed in all of IWF, than Nighthawk. The fans love him, Vasco, and with good reason.
Vasco Dias: For all his size deficiency, Nighthawk has some of the greatest technical skill I’ve ever seen in that ring. If anyone can knock off the Invictus Champion, it’s Nighthawk. {Walking down the ring, shaking hands with the fans in the first 2 rows of the building and making a special effort to shake the hands and give out hugs to the kids in the front row as behind him blue-and-white Roman columns of fireworks go off, the "Wrestling Machine" finally gets to the ring and stands on the top turnbuckle while raising his left hand above his head as the crowd chants "Best in the World."}
{Nighthawk hops down and offers respectful handshakes to the Diamonds as the drumbeat of "When the Levee Breaks" begins echoing through the arena, and a raspy harmonica heralds Andrew Jacobsen as he walks onto the stage, Danielle Chase trailing him a few steps behind. Andrew adjusts his gloves, eyes zeroed in on the ring, and walks with purpose down the ramp, ignoring the crowd as he walks.}Alison Valance: Being accompanied by Danielle Chase, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing 235 pounds, ANDREW JACOBSEEEEEN!
Vasco Dias: One of the only men who can match Nighthawk for wrestling skill, Andrew Jacobsen picked up some invaluable momentum last week by adding a win over DaMarius Thomas to his record and Danielle Chase as his manager. If he’s going to shake the monkey on his back that has been Rob Diamond, he’ll need everything he can get.
Terri Morasco: We saw a little bit of the Andrew Jacobsen we used to know and love last week, but you hit the nail on the head. He’ll need everything he has to overcome the Man of Steel Champion. {He picks up a burst of speed as he leaves the ramp to leap up onto the apron. Andrew kneels on the apron, hanging onto the middle rope with one hand as he turns to look back at the ramp. Andrew’s eyes meet Danielle’s, and he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. Andrew stands up, stepping between the ropes, and walks to a corner, slumping slightly against the ropes. He stares ahead, eyes practically tunneling through the turnbuckle as he waits for the bell and Danielle makes her way over to the challengers’ corner. Andrew cautiously regards the other three in his corner, waiting quietly, before…
PRAISE QATAR!
PRAISE AL-THANI!
Mohammed Al-Thani drives out to the main stage in a silver Lamborghini Huracán, smirking out at the crowd as the Qatari national anthem plays over the speakers. He parks the car on the top of the stage, smirking as he gets out and soaks in the crowd’s boos.}Alison Valance: And from Doha, Qatar, weighing 275 pounds, MOHAMMED ALLLL-THANIIIII!
Terri Morasco: Less and less love from the crowd here, and I don’t think I heard a single person cheering Mohammed Al-Thani as he made his entrance there.
Vasco Dias: After his orchestration of the attack on the legendary Spike Kane, you have to be wondering just how much of a bullseye Al-Thani put on his back. Can he really exist with it there? {He struts down to the ring, a smirk a mile wide on his face, and rolls between the ropes, getting to his knees and bowing in prayer as the crowd boos voraciously. He throws his head back and concludes with a throaty “ALLAHU AKBAR!”, standing up as the music fades. Andrew glares holes in Al-Thani, and looks to be ready to do something to him, but Nighthawk reaches out and cautions him against it. Jacobsen just glares at Al-Thani, who barks orders at the rest of his team as "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.}Alison Valance: And now, the champions! Introducing first, from Norwich, England, weighing 126 pounds, she is the IWF Shieldmaiden, KAYLAAAA RICHAAAAARDS!
Vasco Dias: And here she is, ready to put away the same gnat that’s been eating at her for weeks now. How long do you think she’ll last? I bet Kayla ends this one quickly.
Terri Morasco: You can bet that all you want, but even a talent like Kayla Richards can’t get overconfident. {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, she turns and raises her belt tauntingly at the challengers. “Cult of Love” by Living Colour hits the sound system with a slow piano theme. The drums beat as "Cult of Personality" is mashed in just as Alexis Caffrey walks out onto the stage. Alexis poses with the Diamonds Title for the crowd who once cheered her, but now shows their dislike of her as she flashes a smile.}Alison Valance: Next, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the IWF Diamonds Champion…ALEXIS CAAAFFREEEEY!
Vasco Dias: Alexis turned away one of her potential challengers last week, can she make it a clean sweep here tonight? Terri Morasco: She’s got everything she needs to pull it off, including her husband {Alexis turns to her title and smiles widely at the belt, stroking it lovingly before turning and heading to the ring. She gets to the ring and climbs up on the apron and into the ring. She heads to the corner opposite the entrance ramp and smirks condescendingly at Kayla, patting her belt and shouting “I’M THE REAL CHAMP HERE!” as the lights go out and the crowd chanting fills the arena.}"Da da da de da da da Da da da de da da da Da da da de da da da Da da da de da da da LET'S GO!" {As the song kicks in the tron explodes to life with a quick pyro as red and white strobe lights begin to flash. Warren Kane comes to the front of the stage and brings his arms up infront of his chest before extending them outwards and upwards creating a reaction from the crowd.}Alison Valance: From London, England, weighing 205 pounds, he is the IWF Invictus Champion, Warren KAAAANE!
Terri Morasco: I mentioned that the fans love Nighthawk. Well, Warren Kane has a reasonable claim to being a challenger there. For now, though, he’s our defending Invictus Champion, and if he wants to retain that belt he has one hell of an uphill battle ahead of him.
Vasco Dias: Technical skill, athleticism, and the Kane legacy behind him, Warren Kane has the pedigree and the track record to succeed. Of course, on any given night in IWF, anything can happen. {He then heads towards the ring, clicking his neck, wrists and elbows to prepare for his match before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms once more. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring. Warren cracks his knuckles, offering a quick nod to his opponents as Jekyll and Hyde by FFDP hits the pa as the lights start to strobe pink. Rob Diamond slowly struts out onto the ramp as the crowd pops huge for him, he smiles and looks around the arena and slowly raises his arms over his head. Just as Jekyll and Hyde kicks into high gear he brings his arms down in an epic crotch chop as pink pyro explodes in an X behind him. He begins his march down the ramp slapping hands with fans holding signs for him and wearing his awesome t-shirts. He points here and there making certain women feel special and wet in their pants as he gets to the ring and rolls in under the bottom rope.}Alison Valance: Introducing to the ring at this time, weighing in at two hundred and four pounds, he is THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME! The King of Diamonds, The Xtreme American Dream, The Bloody Cinderella, The one and only, the Alpha and Omega, The beginning and the end, The baddest mama jama in the multiverse, You can't believe there's none better, Better than Butter, The Mad Titan, The Dark Lord of the Sith... THE MAN OF STEEL CHAMPION!!! THE INFAMOUS ROB DIAMOND!!!!!
Terri Morasco: Divisive and controversial, Rob Diamond always finds new ways to push the envelope with his opponents. Nevertheless, he’s our Man of Steel Champion, and tonight he faces—
Vasco Dias: A challenge he’s overcome twice. Andrew’ll be lucky to walk out of this alive with the way Rob Diamond’s been talking. {Rob stands in the middle of the ring and asks the crowd for silence, he takes a mic as the crowd dies down and so does his music... }Rob Diamond: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls and single ladies of ALL AGES!!!!!..... LETS GET READY TO SUCK IT!!!!!!! { He tosses the mic and hits one final crotch chop as the crowd goes nuts then rips the Man of Steel Championship off of his waist and marches over to the ropes and steps up on the second rope holding the belt over his head in his right hand. Rob hops down, miming wrist-slashing motions at Andrew with a shit-eating grin on his face, and it takes the combined efforts of Al-Thani and Nighthawk to prevent Andrew from jumping him before the bell. Jacobsen seethes in the corner as 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 and the IWF World Championship around his waist. 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: And finally, from Firenze, Italy, weighing 220 pounds, he is the Chief Operating Officer of IWF and the reigning and defending IWF Imperial Champion…ROBERTOOOOOO VEROOOOONAAAAA!
Vasco Dias: The champ is here, the boss is here, and we can finally get this action going! You’re looking at your current and FUTURE Imperial Champion right there!
Terri Morasco: Our illustrious owner made it clear that he had issues with his teammate tonight Rob Diamond. You have to think that he’s not going to take last week’s actions lying down. {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.}
Terri Morasco: Ten wrestlers enter, and the future of every title in the company hangs in the balance in this, our Survival of the Fittest main event! Vasco Dias: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! {The bell rings, and the moment it does, Andrew Jacobsen explodes out of the blocks and clobbers Rob Diamond with a massive forearm! Diamond and Jacobsen begin trading shots, and Al-Thani and Verona begin doing the same, striking back and forth at each other. Without any further prompting, both pairs of Diamonds do so, and with a shrug, Warren Kane and Nighthawk join the fray, cementing the pier-six brawl going in the middle of the ring. The referee throws his hands up, distraught at the chaos that has erupted, as the match’s participants hurl themselves at each other!}Terri Morasco: Vasco, you got your wish! This match didn’t have far to go before breaking down, and you’d have to think that may have been as a result of the controversial comments made earlier this week by the Man of Steel Champion!
Vasco Dias: Jacobsen needs to grow thicker skin if that affected him that badly. Come on, it’s professional wrestling! People say those things! {Diamond gets the momentary upper hand and seizes on it, pushing Jacobsen back to the ropes. Across the ring, Verona does the same to Al-Thani, stunning him with a vicious uppercut. Serranto and Caffrey are paired off on the third rope, and Kayla and Fiona are squaring off with each other on the last, leaving the Invictus Champion and his erstwhile challenger in the center. Esperanza ducks a wild swing by Alexis, dumping her to the floor, and Kayla delivers a huge thrust kick that sends Fiona hard to the mat, where she rolls out to the floor! Both Verona and Diamond send their opponents over the top rope with Cactus clotheslines, and the brawl continues uninterrupted on the floor, the men not getting a moment’s respite. Esperanza looks at the floored Alexis, and an idea lights in her eyes, scrambling for the turnbuckle.}Terri Morasco: Oh God, what’s Esperanza Serranto thinking?
Vasco Dias: Who cares?! It’s violent! It’s beautiful! I LOVE IT! {Esperanza ascends the turnbuckles, pointing to Alexis. The crowd roars in approval, and without further prompting Esperanza comes off the top with her LIGHTS OUT frog splash onto the prone form of the Diamonds Champion! Kayla backs towards the center of the ring, eyeing up Fiona, and she bumps into Nighthawk and Kane. The two break off their melee to look at each other, then at Kayla, who cocks an eyebrow in return. After a quick exchange of glances, and with a brief nod, all three run to the ropes and come off with beautiful tandem suicide dives onto the competitors on the floor! The referee throws his hands up, barking at everyone to get back in the ring and for the match to finally come to order.}Terri Morasco: Ten-person pileup on the outside, and the referee finally managing to reinstate order here, thank God!
Vasco Dias: BOO! LET THEM FIGHT! I want to see them bleed! {Kayla and Esperanza end up as the legal competitors for their teams, shooting in for a lockup. Kayla fires a quick slap into Serranto’s jaw, and Esperanza answers with a stiff forearm. Kayla delivers a snap kick to the kneecap of Esperanza, dropping her to a knee, and hooks her head for a kneeling snap DDT! Kayla smirks as she bounces up to her feet, taunting to the crowd. As Esperanza struggles to her feet, Kayla catches her in the chest with a stiff knife-edge chop, sending an echo through the arena! The men slowly make their way back to their corners as Kayla snares Esperanza in a side headlock, smirking and wrenching on the hold.}Terri Morasco: And here’s the match we were expecting to see. About time.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, I expected more Kayla Richards dominance. {Esperanza slowly backs Kayla towards the ropes, looking to use them to break the headlock. However, as she backs Kayla in, Alexis Caffrey tags herself in with a hard slap to the back of Kayla’s head! Richards releases the hold and turns around to chew out Alexis, but Esperanza nails a stiff dropkick between Kayla’s shoulderblades to send her stumbling into the champions’ corner before she can speak! Esperanza rolls to a knee as Alexis enters, and the Diamonds Champion charges, looking for a Shining Wizard! Serranto throws herself backwards and dodges the strike, though, making the tag out to Fiona McFly!}Terri Morasco: Narrow evasion there, and we’ve got another champion-challenger pair in the match now. Vasco Dias: This is just going to be sad. {Fiona ducks between the ropes, and Alexis charges again, straight into a deep arm drag. Caffrey hops up and charges again, eating a second arm drag, and rolls up again. Fiona goes for a dropkick to cap off the trifecta, though, and Alexis swats the dropkick away, holding onto one of the legs and twisting Fiona into a quick figure-four leglock! The crowd lets out a series of “WOO!” shouts as Alexis torques on the hold, grinning wickedly.}Vasco Dias: That right there is one of the easiest ways to take out someone’s legs. The figure-four is a classic wrestling maneuver, and it’s locked in tight as a drum!
Terri Morasco: Just listen to the grunts of pain from Fiona McFly! This is not where she EVER wanted to be against Alexis Caffrey! {Nighthawk encourages his partner as Fiona struggles in the hold. She twists against the lock, furiously shaking her head as the referee asks if she wants to submit. In desperation, Fiona manages to sit up, grunting through the pain, and lands a sharp elbow to the knee of Alexis Caffrey! Alexis winces, and Fiona delivers another one, stiff as can be. She nails a third one, and Alexis lays back by reflex, giving the hold one last brutal wrench before letting go! Both women are slow to their feet, and they square off with each other briefly…before Alexis turns to her corner as the crowd boos. She grins at them, but Kayla Richards leans over the ropes and repays the earlier favor with a stiff slap across the jaw!}Terri Morasco: A receipt for earlier with that nasty slap from Kayla Richards! BRUTAL shot there!
Vasco Dias: Aaand that’s a tag! Might have wanted to time that differently! {Kayla struts between the ropes, moving in and locking up with Fiona this time. Kayla slips down and drags Fiona down with a drop toe hold, stomping down hard on the already-damaged kneecap of McFly. Fiona lets out a shout of pain, and Nighthawk leans over the top rope, reaching for the tag. Kayla shakes her head, mocking the Wrestling Machine as she reaches down and locks in a reverse kneebar on the damaged leg! Fiona writhes in pain, trying to drag herself closer…closer…inch by inch, all the while agony is being shot up and down courtesy of the vicious assault by Kayla Richards!}Terri Morasco: Remember, if Kayla can get Fiona to submit, she retains her title, no matter who Fiona was in the match to challenge. This could be a deciding moment here!
Vasco Dias: Send her back to the showers, Kayla! Show her how a Richards fights! {Fiona powers herself up to a knee, Kayla transitioning the hold into a standing ankle lock. McFly manages to make one foot, hopping closer…closer…SHE PULLS FORWARD AND WRENCHES OUT OF KAYLA’S GRASP JUST LONG ENOUGH TO MAKE THE TAG TO NIGHTHAWK AS THE CROWD GOES WILD! Warren Kane immediately hops over the ropes, cracking his neck and beckoning for Nighthawk to bring it.}Terri Morasco: And here comes the Invictus Championship duo, ready to—what?! {To Terri’s shock, Andrew Jacobsen has blind-tagged himself in, urging Nighthawk to leave the ring. Kane quickly ensures he’s out of reach of his teammates, shaking his head at Andrew’s actions. Andrew puts a hand up, calling for a test of strength. Warren hesitantly accepts, and the two enter into a collar-and-elbow tieup, jockeying for position. Andrew manages to turn the hold into a side headlock, wrenching on Kane, who quickly spins back out into a hammerlock. It’s Andrew’s turn to wince as Warren wrenches on the hold, before spinning out into a hammerlock of his own. Warren groans in pain, shaking his head and managing to spin back into a standing wristlock on Jacobsen. Andrew holds his shoulder, grunting and nodding, before reversing into his own wristlock. Warren grunts, dropping to a knee briefly before standing again, and he manages a few steps forward before dropping down, kipping up, twisting around and breaking out of the armbar! They stand across from each other, the crowd applauding the display of technical prowess from both men as Kane looks around. Andrew reaches out, offering a handshake to the hesitant Kane.}Terri Morasco: Shocking display of clean wrestling there from Andrew Jacobsen, who hasn’t exactly been known for his fair play recently. Maybe he just wanted the chance to get in there with Warren Kidd?
Vasco Dias: I wouldn’t be shocked. The way he’s been, that’s the closest he’ll be to a champion for a while. {Warren hesitantly takes the handshake, and Andrew merely pumps it once and nods before walking to his corner and tagging back in Nighthawk, shouting “He’s all yours!” to the Chicago native. Nighthawk enters the ring, a skeptical look on his face, and Warren beckons him in with a “Come on, then!” and clapping, which the crowd quickly picks up on, the entire arena resounding with the fans’ support as Nighthawk and Warren shoot in for their lockup. The two struggle against each other, but Nighthawk quickly secures a knucklelock, using his fresher state to transition it into a shoulder lock as Warren falls to a knee. Nighthawk wrenches the hold, and Warren manages to struggle to a slight vertical base, one he sacrifices to sweep the Man of 1,000 Holds’ legs out from underneath him. Nighthawk hits the canvas, and Warren quickly attempts a cover, but it’s rolled out of before the referee can drop down. Nighthawk bounds up, catching Warren as he comes in with a Japanese arm drag that he quickly floats over into a seated armlock!}Terri Morasco: That’s the kind of technical excellence we’ve come to expect from Nighthawk, and the Invictus Champion is certainly having a time of it here tonight!
Vasco Dias: He has the skills, but can he put them to proper use? That’s the question, Terri. It’s not about potential, it’s about realized potential. {Warren struggles against the hold, trying to roll to his side and take some of the pressure off. Instead of fighting it, though, Nighthawk walks the hold up to a standing position, not letting go. Warren manages to back himself into the ropes, though, and that earns an immediate rope break from Nighthawk, to the applause of the crowd. Rob Diamond quickly ruins the moment, though, by tagging himself in behind Kane’s back. He gets in the ring, to the crowd’s disapproval, and makes a “blah blah blah” gesture with his hand, ushering Warren out of the ring. He smirks, patting Kane on the back, and begins circling Nighthawk. He reaches up for a tie-up, but when Nighthawk attempts to oblige him Rob just kicks the smaller man in the gut, chuckling and shaking his head.}Vasco Dias: And Rob Diamond has no time for your silly grappling games!
Terri Morasco: He’s never been one for tradition. {He delivers a massive slap to the jaw, sending Nighthawk reeling into his corner, where Mohammed Al-Thani makes the quick tag. The Qatari steps between the ropes, shouting at Diamond in Arabic, and Rob cups his hand to his ear, shouting back “WHAAAT? I DON’T SPEAK TERRORIST!” Al-Thani charges, throwing a massive right hand into Rob’s face, and Diamond answers with a right hand of his own. The two swap strikes in the middle of the ring, haymaker matched by haymaker, the crowd delivering cheers and boos for Rob and Al-Thani respectively. Al-Thani scores a big right hand, followed by a second, and winds up for a European uppercut. Diamond swivels out of the way at the last moment, however, and when Mohammed turns around, it’s into a FIST FULL O’ DEMOCRACY! Rob stands over Al-Thani, delivering a huge crotch chop and bellowing “SUCK IT!” to the wild approval of the crowd.}Terri Morasco: Ideological clash in the middle of the ring there, and Rob Diamond seems to have the upper hand!
Vasco Dias: Send him home, Rob! Do us proud! {Rob stalks Al-Thani, measuring him as he staggers to his feet. Diamond hooks Al-Thani’s head, looking for the DIAMOND CUTTER! No! Al-Thani pushes him off and into the ropes, where Kayla Richards gets the quick tag. Rob plows into Al-Thani with a spear on the rebound, but as he makes the cover the ref tells him to exit the ring. Rob groans, glaring daggers at Richards, and reluctantly rolls out of the ring. Fiona McFly leaps over the top rope and charges into the ring, bouncing on the soles of her feet. She charges, bowling over Kayla with a football tackle, and drops into the mount, raining right hands down on the Shieldmaiden. The referee has to peel Fiona off of Kayla, which happens only reluctantly. She’s right there to push past and grab Kayla by the hair to haul her off the mat, though. Fiona kicks Kayla in the gut, snaring her and delivering a hard snap suplex. Fiona scrambles to the nearest neutral turnbuckle, climbing it and lining up on Kayla to the crowd’s delight.}Terri Morasco: Fiona McFly’s feeling the moment! She’s ready to drop the Shieldmaiden here and make her impact!
Vasco Dias: Can she do it? Can she shock the world! {Fiona steadies herself before leaping off, looking for a diving elbow drop! KAYLA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Fiona holds her arm as she stumbles to a knee, only to eat a KNEE TREMBLER from the Shieldmaiden! Kayla quickly rolls the dazed Fiona into her signature calf slicer submission, and Fiona’s head rears back in agony! Esperanza tries to jump in to intervene, but Alexis Caffrey cuts her off with a leaping GRACEFUL LETDOWN DDT!}Terri Morasco: Diamonds are Forever, Your Leg is Not! Fiona’s in no-woman’s land now! What can she do? What can she do?! {Fiona struggles against the hold, but every attempt to escape seems to meet with Kayla finding a new way to sink even more pressure onto the lock! Finally, slowly, frustratedly, Fiona drops her head and slaps the mat! Kayla scrambles out of the ring, snatching her title from the timekeeper as the bell rings!}Alison Valance: Fiona McFly has been eliminated! Still the IWF Shieldmaiden, Kayla Richards!
Terri Morasco: So close and so bitterly far for Fiona McFly, as we have our first title decision of the night!
Vasco Dias: You have to be wondering how far another one might be behind. These things build up momentum, Terri. {Esperanza slowly gets to her feet again, and the ref signals that she and Alexis are the new legal participants. Esperanza shakes the cobwebs out, desperately trying to get her equilibrium back, and staggers into the corner, where she eats a running high knee from the Diamonds Champion! Alexis hooks Esperanza’s head, looking for a bulldog, but Esperanza runs with her, jumping a bit and using Alexis’ own momentum to turn the bulldog into a high-velocity back suplex! Alexis hits hard on the back of her neck and comes up loopy, staggering around into a jumping calf kick! Caffrey drops to a knee, finding herself on the painful end of a step-up enzuigiri, and Esperanza takes the opportunity to double-check the stunned status of her opponent before making her own ascent of the turnbuckle.}Terri Morasco: This backfired for Fiona McFly, is Esperanza going to make the same mistake?
Vasco Dias: Alexis has taken a lot more pain during this match. Something tells me that it just MIGHT work better. {Esperanza lines up on Alexis, focusing in, and dives for the O.W.H.H. leg drop! Alexis clutches her head in agony, and Esperanza slowly makes her way to her feet, whacking her elbow and stomping her foot to hype the crowd! The audience erupts with excitement, as Esperanza lines up on the Diamonds Champion, rolling her arm and grinning ear to ear.}Terri Morasco: Could we be seeing a Bitch Breaker coming?! Will we have a new Diamonds Champion here tonight?!
Vasco Dias: It could be coming, it could be comin—what’s that? {The referee walks over to the apron, where Kayla Richards has hopped up on the apron, tapping her title and shouting at Esperanza. For her part, Esperanza fires back in Spanish, a rapid-fire war of words taking place for a few moments. Kayla opens her mouth to retort, but Esperanza abruptly whirls and nails Richards with the BITCH BREAKER! The rolling elbow sends Kayla flying off into the barricade, and Esperanza shakes her head, turning her attention back to Alexis. Esperanza stalks her, letting her get to her feet, but as she whirls for a second Bitch Breaker, Alexis bridges under the strike! Serranto whips around into a spinning gut kick, and Alexis blows a quick kiss at her before charging and hooking her head for the KISS GOODNIGHT! Alexis covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE! Esperanza throws her shoulder up a hairsbreadth after the three count!}Alison Valance: Esperanza Serranto has been eliminated! Still IWF Diamonds Champion, Alexis Caffrey!
Vasco Dias: Bad night to be a challenger so far, as they’re zero for two. Can the men turn it around any?
Terri Morasco: Vasco, we’ve still got a lot of athletic talent in there. It could go any number of ways. {Verona and Jacobsen step in as the legal men for their team, and Andrew warily eyes up Roberto. Verona, for his part, doesn’t seem to hesitate, moving in and kicking Andrew in the side of the knee. Andrew drops down, and Roberto presses the advantage, hitting the ropes and coming off with a knee lift into a swinging neckbreaker that drops Andrew hard on the back of his neck. The Minnesotan clutches his neck as Verona quickly covers.
ONE!
KICKOUT! Andrew immediately rolls his shoulder up, and Roberto switches to a grounded headlock, working over the head of Jacobsen on the mat.}Terri Morasco: Excellent strategy there from the Imperial Champion, working on the neck of Andrew Jacobsen. Andrew has a history of neck problems, and that might be one of the only ways to reliably keep him down.
Vasco Dias: The man has a mind for business and a mind for battle. Sun Tzu would be proud. {Andrew struggles against the headlock, turning his body to get his knees underneath him, and forces himself to his feet, Roberto transitioning to a side headlock as he does so. Andrew slowly backs into the ropes and uses them to shoot Verona off. Roberto hits the far ropes and Andrew drops down to avoid an attempted Madame Guillotine lariat! He leapfrogs over a second charge, but Verona stops short after the leapfrog. Andrew turns around to face Verona, only to be met with the SILENCER superkick! Verona makes the cover again, hooking the leg as Danielle Chase shouts encouragement!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—Mohammed Al-Thani comes diving through the ropes and delivers a double axe handle to Verona’s back, breaking the count!}Terri Morasco: Al-Thani saved Andrew’s chances in the match there, but I don’t think charity was on his mind.
Vasco Dias: He wants to be Imperial Champion, and he can’t be if Roberto’s already retained the title. Smart thinking! {Andrew gets to his feet, Roberto reluctantly allowing him to, and staggers back-first into his corner, only for Al-Thani to blind tag himself in again! Andrew turns around, shaking his head, and Mohammed gestures him out of the ring. Verona shakes his head, walking to his own corner and tagging in Warren Kane. By the time Al-Thani has made it through the ropes, he’s realized the switch was made, and he furiously whirls around and tags Nighthawk. Shrugging, the Chicagoan hops the ropes and the crowd cheers, ready for another round between the two competitors.}Terri Morasco: Rapid-fire tags leave us with the Invictus Champion and his nominal challenger, and the crowd is loving the idea of that! Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond was the only man who didn’t make his way into being a legal competitor there. Smart move on his part. {Warren and Nighthawk lock back up again, and Nighthawk fires a stiff European uppercut into Warren’s jaw. The Englishman finds himself on the receiving end of a short thrust kick to the gut, and Nighthawk hooks his head, running to the corner and delivering a shiranui! He flips through into a sitout prawn hold combination!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT! Nighthawk is undeterred, rolling Warren into the Windy City Stretch! Kane lets out a cry of pain as the submission expert wrenches on the hold!}Vasco Dias: The Windy City Stretch! This is a variant of a hold made famous by Japanese legend Yuji Nagata, and if there’s a man who could match the original’s effectiveness, it’s Nighthawk. Terri Morasco: That’s high praise from you, Vasco. Vasco Dias: I respect a good technical wrestler, and there’s few better in that regard than the Wrestling Machine. {Warren struggles against the hold, kicking his feet underneath him, and manages to bridge Nighthawk over onto his back!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT! Nighthawk manages to wrench the hold with his kickout, releasing it and getting to his feet. He goes for Warren’s arm, kneeling into an armbar, and again the young Kane is made to shout in agony. He shakes his head, gritting his teeth and fighting through the pain, and tries to wrench his arm free, only for Nighthawk to transition fluidly into the NORTH SIDE CLUTCH! The Koji Clutch wrenches hard on the head of Warren Kane, and he looks to his corner desperately, but finds no sympathy from either of his teammates. Warren shakes his head, struggling towards the ropes, trying to get a hand, a foot, anything to force a break. Nighthawk wrenches back on the hold, and Warren lets out another injured cry. His head snaps forward, and as it does something flares in Warren’s eyes. He gathers his feet underneath him, and with a MASSIVE surge of power pushes himself and Nighthawk a good foot across the ring, just far enough for him to swing his foot onto the bottom rope! As before, Nighthawk promptly breaks, and Warren shakes out his arm, shocked with himself as the fans cheer.}Terri Morasco: Look at that display of power! That was impressive from Warren Kane!
Vasco Dias: One of the few things that can save most men from Nighthawk’s submissions is the ropes, and Warren Kane may have just saved his Invictus Title! {Andrew reaches to Nighthawk for the tag, and the Chicagoan reluctantly tags out. Andrew gets between the ropes, measuring Warren, and meets him as he rises with a stiff chop. Andrew ducks his head under Warren’s arm, looking for the Borealis, but Warren shoves him off into the corner. Andrew hits the turnbuckle back-first, and doesn’t have time to recover before Warren comes screaming in with the EAT IT! The Yakuza kick sends Andrew flopping face-first to the mat, and Warren dives into the cover, hooking with his good arm!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—KICKOUT BY JACOBSEN!}
Vasco Dias: Hell of a kick to Andrew Jacobsen there!
Terri Morasco: And hell of a kickout BY Andrew Jacobsen! We’re seeing some real fire here tonight! {Warren shakes his head, smacking his temple with the heel of his palm a few times, before straddling Andrew and beginning to rain down open-handed palm strikes one after another. Andrew throws his forearms up, trying to defend himself from each strike, but the flurry is overwhelming. Warren lets out a primal roar as he strikes at Andrew, each successive blow becoming more frenzied and less accurate. Finally, Andrew manages to block one of the strikes, swinging Warren over in a modified grounded arm drag. Andrew gets to his knees, stepping over the chest of Kane and grabbing his right arm. Andrew hooks his left leg around the back of Warren’s head and reaches back to grab his left leg, bringing them together and cinching in the wristlock to complete the 21-GUN SALUTE! Once again, Warren Kane finds himself trapped in a brutal submission hold, and Andrew leans his body weight into the submission!}Terri Morasco: WOW! We saw Warren’s temper flare up there, and now it might have cost him! That’s a deadly submission hold there from Andrew Jacobsen! This could be all over!
Vasco Dias: The 21-Gun Salute! We haven’t seen it much in IWF, but it’s one of the most devastating holds in wrestling, and I don’t know if Warren Kane knows a counter! We might have a new Invictus Champion! {Andrew wrenches on the hold, and Warren’s hand hovers over the mat as the crowd chants echo through the arena.
“PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!”
Warren shakes his head, hand wavering…wavering…dangerously…
And Rob Diamond gets into the ring, hitting the ropes and coming off with a modified running DIAMOND CUTTER that drops Andrew out of the hold! Jacobsen’s head bounces off the mat as Warren is mercifully freed, and Rob flips Andrew the bird before getting back on the apron to a heavily mixed reaction.}Terri Morasco: Warren Kane got the salvation he wanted, but again, I think it was less good intentions for Warren and more ill intent for Andrew. Vasco Dias: Excellent analysis there, Nostradamus! {Andrew isn’t stirring, but Warren manages to, dragging Jacobsen to a vertical base. He measures Andrew, delivering a sharp kick to the gut, and hooks his head for the THUNDERSTRUCK! NO! Andrew has just enough strength left in him to throw Warren to the ropes, meeting him on the way back in with the GORDIE HOWE SPECIAL! Both men are left laid out on the mat, and Danielle pounds the ring apron, trying to will her client to tag out. The crowd picks up on the rhythm unconsciously, and once again the entire Tacoma Dome is filled with the sound of applause. Andrew staggers, slowly, reaching out a hand towards Nighthawk, as Warren does the same for the men in his corner…
AND AL-THANI INTERCEPTS THE TAG! Seeing who was tagged in on the challengers’ side, Roberto puts his hands up again, and when Warren’s gaze goes to Rob, he’s just met with a smirk. Warren groans, barely managing to pull himself up to his feet, and turns around into a massive lariat from Al-Thani! Mohammed stands over the fallen Kane, laughing as the crowd rains its disdain down on him.}Terri Morasco: No love in the champions’ corner in that dangerous situation, and Warren Kane is DEFINTELY feeling the heat here tonight! Vasco Dias: He has the heart of a champion if nothing else, Terri, and nobody can deny that. Terri Morasco: This isn’t look good for Warren… hey wait a second… is that… is that Spike Kane? { The camera pans to the barricade to just about catch the God of Xtreme hopping the barricades as the referee and Roberto Verona continue to argue, leaving Mohamed Al-Thani cockily boasting over the fallen body of Warren Kane completely oblivious to what is going on. Spike slides into the ring and makes an immediate beeline for the arrogant Qatari, clocking him from behind. Al-Thani is sent reeling but as he turns around to defend himself he walks right into a Thunderstruck! Spike looks down at his handiwork as he watches Warren slowly recover before grabbing the younger Kane and slinging him over the prone body of Mohamed Al-Thani. As Spike exits the ring Verona suddenly immediately stops remonstrating with the referee who turns to see Warren going for the cover, causing him to drop quickly to the mat. The official begins to count, 1…..2…..3! Mohamed Al-Thani has been eliminated! }Terri Morasco: Say what you like about Mohamed, but he just got screwed! He had Kane where he wanted him, the Invictus Championship was within his grasp! Vasco Dias: Perhaps he should have learned to bite his tongue, it keeps making enemies and it’s just backfired for him. { Warren is still dazed, he barely knows where he is as the crowd cheers for the elimination of the unpopular Arab who has barely moved since the devastating Thunderstruck by Spike Kane who continues to prowl menacingly at ringside, clearly satisfied with his work, before gradually making his way to the backstage area. Kane begins to stagger to his feet but as he does so an impatient Roberto climbs into the ring and grabs Kane by the shoulder, tossing him over to his team’s corner! Verona walks back to his side of the ring, climbing out before slapping Kane’s back to tag himself into the contest as Warren look up in disgust, still trying to find his bearings. Across the ring Andrew has now entered the fray as the Imperial Champion begins to stare down his challenger, the noise in the arena beginning to build. }Vasco Dias: Roberto’s last reign started with Andrew Jacobsen, why not start with him again? Terri Morasco: Perhaps, but there was no call for him to drag his own partner across the ring like that. Vasco Dias: I disagree, Kane was clearly seeing stars out there, he did the guy a favour. { Verona and Andrew continue to stare at one another as the Imperial champion sizes up his foe when suddenly the sound in the arena picks up even higher, though it doesn’t phase Verona until he notices that Nighthawk has climbed through the ropes as well to stand by the side of Andrew. Verona clenches his fists as the noise levels go through the roof before turning around to suddenly find the figures of Rob Diamond and Warren Kane standing behind him. Roberto suddenly begins to look left and right as he quickly realises he is stranded in no man’s land between four men who have little reason to owe him any sympathy. }Terri Morasco: Listen to this crowd, they’re begging to see the boss get what is coming to him after his disgusting actions of late! Vasco Dias: This is a disgrace Morasco, a complete mockery of the Extinction Event format by a bunch of ungrateful children. Terri Morasco: I completely disagree, this is what happens when you anger so many people. { Verona continues to pace about the ring, more frantically now as the four men slowly begin to close the space available to him to escape this predicament. Eventually Verona stops, holding his hands on his hips as he bows his head in what almost looks like resignation before he slowly begins to nods his head. He looks up, strangely smiling from ear to ear as he continues to nod and slowly lifts his arm up with his digits outstretched. The four men look at him with confusion as he begins to talk out loud. One by one Verona begins to lower his fingers, 5….. 4…… 3….. 2…..1. Suddenly, the PA system erupts as “The End of Days” by Abney Park blares out and the four men turn their heads to look up the ramp as Verona simply smiles silently. Moments pass before suddenly a large, daunting figure emerges from behind the curtain. }Vasco Dias: Dear God… Terri Morasco: Vasco… that’s… that’s Cyrus Daniels! { Cyrus stares down at the ring as the crowd is going absolutely wild before beginning to make his march down the ramp. As the four men stand readying themselves for battle suddenly Verona dashes forward and cheap shots Andrew Jacobsen who hits the mat hard. Nighthawk tries to spring to his defence but before he can do anything he is set upon by Jake Conway! Roberto and Jake begin to stamp down on Nighthawk and Andrew Jacobsen as Warren and Rob climb out of the ring and make their way towards the oncoming figure of Cyrus Daniels! Rob eventually reaches him first but despite throwing the first punch his is soon overwhelmed by fierce right hands from the giant. Rob staggers to the barricades to try and keep his balance as Kane eventually catches up, still suffering from his fatigue after this contest which eventually proves to be his undoing as he eats a big boot from Cyrus. }Terri Morasco: This contest has just descended into chaos, what the hell is going on? Vasco Dias: I don’t know, Morasco, but it sure doesn’t look good for the upstarts now does it? I knew the boss would have a plan! { Cyrus grins as he reaches into his jacket pocket and retrieves a pair of brass knuckles which he slides over each of his hands before grabbing Rob by the hair and landing a disgusting blow to his temple which splits his eyebrow open. As Rob drops to one knee he is mercilessly struck with blow after blow from the imposing giant who begins to pound of the increasingly helpless Diamond who only remains upright by clinging on to the barricades. Cyrus eventually stops his assault momentarily before turning to almost rip Warren up from the concrete before grabbing him and tossing him like a rag doll with tremendous force straight into Diamond as the barricade makes a sickening crack and gives way! Warren and Rob both go tumbling violently into the crowd who dash to get out of the way as a chorus of “Holy Shit!” rings out around ringside. }Vasco Dias: Jesus Christ, did you see the strength of that monster!? Terri Morasco: He just broke the barricades with the weight of Warren Kane’s body as a projectile! Those men have been through hell already this evening and just don’t have the energy left to resist this unstoppable force. { Meanwhile back in the ring the duo have continued their beat down of the prone Jacobsen and Nighthawk who are now completely unable to defend themselves as Kat Conway cheers them on from ringside. Eventually Verona instructs Jake to help him drag them into the middle of the ring where they are left laying in a broken heap as the camera turns back to the ramp to see Cyrus Daniels walking down the rest of the ramp with both Warren and Rob slung over his shoulder who he unceremoniously rolls into the ring one by one as if they weighed nothing. Verona goes to grab Rob as Jake drags Warren into the middle of the ring but as he does so the last ounce of defiance in Diamond kicks in. Rob slaps Verona’s arm away and prepares to lunge at him but before he can do Cyrus gets between the pair, wrapping his hand around the neck of Rob Diamond. Rob stares at Verona spitting in his direction rebelliously before his is hoisted high into the air by Daniels who drops him with a devastating Conviction. Rob’s body hits the mat hard before finally laying to rest in a broken heap next to the pile of bodies that has accumulated in the ring. Verona, Jake and Cyrus all stand side by side as they look down at their handiwork as the crowd begin to boo loudly. }Terri Morasco: This is absolutely disgusting, what a shameful display by alleged “veterans” of this business. Vasco Dias: You don’t know what you’re talking about, Morasco, this… this is natural selection in action right before our very eyes. Terri Morasco: This is a cheap shot, plain and simple. Vasco Dias: You need to evolve, Terri, or you may end up like these chumps. { The noise begins to get louder and louder as Verona stands between the two men smiling from ear to ear before looking down at the broken body of Rob Diamond. He demands the referee bring him his Imperial Championship which he duly does, rightfully avoiding the ire of either of the trio stood in the ring. Verona clutches his prize and hoists it into the air as boos ring out loudly as our final shot of the evening ends on the sight of the three men standing tall in the ring. } |
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Well howdy there pardner.