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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Avery Barnes vs Kate Steele vs Emma Danielson
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Avery Barnes defeats Emma Danielson after dispatching of Kate Steele, after Kate hit Emma with the “Silence is Golden”. Barnes covered for the three count to win her debut match.
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SEGMENT
”Ham Sandwich”
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{We open up on the delicious catering spread they had backstage at the arena for the staff and wrestlers. Most of the wrestlers had already made there rounds but there was one delicious morsel left on the table that Jayson Matthews had his eye on. It was a ham sandwich. Toasted bread. Crisp lettuce, spicy pepperjack cheese, bacon, tomato and mayo. Jayson strolls over to the table like a man possessed and walks up to the plate and picks up the sandwich like a young infant and cradles it as he walks a few steps away. He begins speaking with a Victorian accent.}
Jayson Matthews: All thine ingredients doth venture to hither thine moment.....
{Behind him we notice Renee Pleasant walk up to the same spot the ham sandwich used to be and when Renee notices it's not there he get's visibly annoyed.}
Jayson Matthews: ….thine triumphs over thine conquests to appear here before mine eyes......
{Renee turns around and realized that Jayson Matthews, the moron from earlier had the sandwich he wanted. Normally that wouldn't be a big deal, but this little twerp already pissed him off once today. He starts walking over toward Jayson.}
Jayson Matthews: It twas....thine destiny.
{Jayson begins to raise the sandwich toward his mouth but he stops when Renee places his hand on his shoulder.}
Renee Pleasant: Gimmie tha.....
{Jayson turns around and once again the six foot seven monster known as Renee Pleasant was glaring down at his tiny five foot ten body like a vengeful god. At first Jayson goes to give him the sandwich but then decides not too. And with a fearful gulp he decides to stand up for himself.}
Jayson Matthews: No way. If I give you this ham sandwich today, I'll have to give you my ham sandwich everyday. So, finders keepers, bro.
{Renee tries to keep his composure. It wasn't all about the ham sandwich, he just doesn't really like this guy.}
Renee Pleasant: Ah sugest yah hand it tah me, fore ah hafta take it from yah.
Jayson Matthews: Well then....I'll lick it!
Renee Pleasant: Wha....?
{Jayson sticks out his tongue and places it near the sandwich like an intense hostage situation.}
Jayson Matthews: (tongue still out) “I'll wil wick da sit outofit”
Renee Pleasant: Ah dunnae reckon yah wanna do tha boy!
{Jayson still points the loaded tongue mere millimeters away from the unbeknownst inanimate ham sandwich.}
Renee Pleasant: Ah'm fuckin' warnin ye.... Yah lick tha there sammich an' ah'm gonna reach inside yah slimy lil mouth and rip yah tongue clean out!
{That super intense angry statement startled Jayson and he accidentally licks the sandwich. Right in the middle of the sandwich. Get's a bit of the dressing on his tongue. Renee goes to hit him but stops before he makes actual contact and Jayson screams like a girl and flinches and drops the sandwich on the ground.}
Jayson Matthews: I died. I'm dead.
{He slowly comes out of his face covered block and looks around and notices the beautiful sandwich spilled everywhere on the ground. He drops to his knees.}
Jayson Matthews: (sad victorian accent) Thine must be Hell. To see such noble warriors fallen before thine destinies came to fruition.
{He sobs quietly as Renee Pleasant looks on in anger and confusion. Who the hell is this kid? Why has he been arguing with him over a sandwich? }
Renee Pleasant: Tha is it! Enuff! Ah may not be able tah fuckin' kill ye rite here and rite now... But ah know where ah can; yah an' me.... at tha Pay pah view; no rules... no protection, jus' yah weasley irritain' ass goin' square thru as many objects as it pleases... an ah am not an easily pleased man.
{And with that he storms off. }
Jayson Matthews: Well that doesn't sound like a good end to the weekend.....
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SINGLES MATCH
Derek Brooks vs Gabriel Cross
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for one fall...
{The lights dim to near pitch-black levels. After a brief moment of silence, "Dead and Gone" by Carl Bensley blares over the announce system and throughout the Imperial Wrestling Federation arena. All eyes are on the entrance area, the only light from a single spotlight above can be seen as a very arrogant and very assured Gabriel Cross whom otherwise is known as "The White Paladin” can be seen as his manager Cynthia Cross follows closely behind him.
Cross and Wisp stand next to one another as they slowly take in the various chants of disdain. The only ones that those of approval are those fans of Cross. Gabriel can be seen oozing with nothing but confidence as he and his ring valet Genevieve Wisp. The war zone soon affected with pulsating white light. Slowly taking in the various chants of disdain, Cross is oozing with nothing but confidence as he and his valet Cynthia Cross make their way on down the aisle, a sickening Cheshire smile on his face serving as the perfect statement to those booing him.}
Alison Valance: "Being accompanied to the ring by his valet Cynthia Cross coming from British Columbia, Canada he weighs in tonight at Two-hundred and Twenty pounds and stands approximately Six foot and Three inches in height ... he is Canada's finest... he is THE WHITE PALADIN... GAAAABRIEL CROSSSSSSS!!!”
{Cross’ name is heard he and Wisp can be seen slowly getting closer to the ring as he’s swarmed with various boo’s and chants of disdain like that of a swarm of angered wasp swarming out of a wasp nest as the chants continue to linger on, drowning out those that are cheering him, Cross pays no attention to them. Slowly he walks around to the black steel steps, leaving his gorgeous valet Cynthia Cross at ringside, as he, methodically, walks on up them as the insults and jeers continue to be heard, not paying attention and if he was he wasn’t letting it known as he slowly slithered on up the side of the nearest ring post like a snake as he does he throws out his arms ((via Randy Orton)) as he continued to soak in the hatred from the nearby fans and those around the arena booing him as he awaited for his opponents arrival.}
Terri Morasco: One of our new arrivals here in the IWF. In fact, both competitors here are recent signees and we get to see what they’ve got against one another here tonight.
Vasco Dias: New blood is the lifeline of any good company, and we look toward seeing IWF’s possible future here tonight.
Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{The synthesized beginning of "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins to play as the crowd grows silent.}
YOU READYYYY!?
LET'S GO!
{The beat breaks in and the strobe lights around the arena go with said beat as the crowd begins to amp up.}
"This is ten percent luck..."
{As the lyrics begin a single spotlight shines on the man known as "Greatness" before he glances over his shoulder, staring down at the ring. With a concentrated look he slowly turns and starts down to the ring as he's announced.}
Alison Valance: From New York City, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is "Greatness Personified"...DEREK BROOKS!
{He holds out his arms at the end of the walkway as his name echoes throughout the arena as the fans cheer him on. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron to the corner where he ascends and looks out to the crowd before flinging his arm in the air much to their appease. He jumps down and steps through the ropes, walking to the center, bouncing around, light as a cat despite his large frame as he gazes out to the crowd before snapping around, climbing the corner and flinging his arm in the air again as the flashbulbs go off everywhere. He jumps down and continues bouncing from one foot to the other in a graceful manner as he waits for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: This guy looks…ready.
Vasco Dias: Good choice of words. He’s got the crowd fired up and as he swiftly jumps around looks eager for his first match here in the IWF.
{The referee checks out both men and then signals for the bell. They circle one another, sizing each other up before locking up in the center of the ring with the bigger, stronger Derek Brooks taking lead and shoving Gabriel Cross into the corner before the referee breaks things up. Derek backs up as Gabriel steps to the side shaking any tenseness out of his system. The two lock up again and this time Cross ducks under the bigger man and goes behind with a waist-lock looking to pop his hips for a German Suplex, but Derek counters with multiple elbows to the side of Cross’ head that stammer the young man before Derek runs off to one side of the ring, bounces off the ropes, and nearly takes off Gabriel’s head with a hard clothesline.}
Terri Morasco: What a shot from the former UCLA Linebacker!
Vasco Dias: He’s a big dude, and if his promos from the week are anything, he has charisma…he could have a good career here.
{Derek turns and levels Gabriel not once but twice before picking him back up, kneeing him in the gut and lifting him into the air before driving him into the ground with a Brainbuster, quickly jumping into the cover, but only getting a two count before Cross gets the shoulder off the mat.}
Terri Morasco: A near fall for Derek Brooks.
Vasco Dias: He seems to be the aggressor so far.
{Derek lifts Gabriel to his feet and throws him into the corner with an Irish Whip, charging in, looking to capitalize, but Gabriel brings his feet up and drive them into the face of Brooks who stumbles toward the center of the ring. Gabriel steps out of the corner and grabs Derek around the body, lifting him and slamming him into the ground with a Belly to Belly Suplex, grabbing hold of the leg, and hooking it, only to get a two count of his own.}
Terri Morasco: The young man with a nice Suplex out of the corner.
Vasco Dias: Both have shown a couple nice moves here.
{Gabriel starts to stomp at Derek who rolls to his back as Gabriel continues the assault, stomping Derek into the corner. Gabriel gets pushed back by the referee after a four pack allowing Derek a moment to recoup as Gabriel panders to the crowd who don’t seem to like his approach as Derek pulls himself up in the corn. Cross steps toward Gabriel who fires off with a right hand. It doesn’t stop Cross’ pursuit as he heads back to the corner but Derek strikes again. He then comes back a little quicker, hitting him again rocking Cross into the ropes not once but twice before sending him into the ropes and upon Cross’ return gets hoisted into the air and driven down with a massive SPINEBUSTER!!}
Terri Morasco: He just drove him into the mat.
Vasco Dias: Now what?
{Derek grabs the legs of Gabriel and steps through locking in his version of the Sharpshooter he calls “Submit to Greatness”.}
Terri Morasco: He calls that the “Submit to Greatness”.
Vasco Dias: He’s got it locked in pretty good.
{Derek wrenches back on the hold and it isn’t long before Gabriel Cross slaps the mat, tapping out as the bell rings.}
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…DEREK…BROOKS!
{Derek lets go of the hold and has his hand raised in the ring as his music plays throughout the arena.}
Vasco Dias: A nice debut to be sure.
Terri Morasco: Both men had a good showing, Derek Brooks comes out on top.
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SINGLES MATCH
Austin James Mercer vs Jake “The Ace” Conway
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{"Survival" By Eminem hits as Austin James Mercer steps out. A hood from his vest over his head. Austin flips it back and smiles as he struts down to the ring. He looks into the camera and mugs with arrogance before leaping onto the ring apron in one bound before also leaping over the top rope throwing his arms out to the side.}
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Now in the ring, standing five foot ten inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada...Austin James Mercer!
Terri Morasco: AJ Mercer looking to pick up some momentum here in IWF, and he’s got quite the mountain to climb here tonight.
Vasco Dias: This is the biggest test of his young career, but no matter what he said during the week, the nerves don’t seem to be there tonight. It’s all confidence, and I like that.
{The lights in the arena dim with the opening chords and then start to flash red, blue and white in rotation as the guitar riff kicks in, joined by the drums. Then the lyrics to "Brotherhood Of Man" by Motorhead 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.}
Alison Valance: And his opponent, being accompanied by Kathleen Conway, now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 260 pounds, this is the Ace!
Terri Morasco: Another man with a lot of weight on his shoulders is the Ace. The man known as the Apex of Evolution seems to have been frustrated by coming so close to being our World Champion again. Do you think he’s being too hard on himself, Vasco?
Vasco Dias: The important thing is that he doesn’t think he is. The Ace is a man who prides himself on excellence. He’s giving himself this hard a time because he knows that he could have been World Champion. Personally, and if he listens to this later, I think it’s when, not if. He’s pushing himself hard because he knows he can be pushed that hard.
{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 beforeand he walks to the middle of the ring, the lights return to normal...}
Terri Morasco: Referee checking our participants for weapons, and here we go!
{The bell rings, and both men circle each other, cautiously eyeing the other up. They meet in the middle of the ring for a collar-and-elbow tieup, which the younger Mercer is able to transition into a quick rear waistlock. The Ace, ever the canny veteran, wriggles to the side and reaches up to apply a side headlock while Mercer still has the waistlock on. Austin quickly releases his hold, attempting to pry his opponent’s hands off of him. The Ace bears down on the hold, using his size to control his smaller opponent. Mercer, seeing no gap in the hold, scrambles for the ropes, hooking his arm over the top rope. The referee steps in to count, and Ace releases on four, backing away with his hands up.}
Vasco Dias: Mercer being smart there, not wanting to have to get into too deep a grappling battle with a man like Jake Conway. When the ropes are your escape, use them. No sense taking further punishment if you don’t have to.
{The two men begin circling each other again, still cautious. As they move in for what looks to be another lock-up, Mercer instead lunges in and catches the Ace with a vicious knife-edge chop! The veteran takes a step back, surprised, and Mercer capitalizes with a huge European uppercut! Another chop follows, driving the Ace back into the corner. Mercer shouts to the crowd, grinning wickedly, and measures his opponent, charging with a big flying clothesline…only for the Ace to sidestep at the last second! Mercer goes crashing into the turnbuckle, and as he staggers out backwards, the Ace hooks him into a sleeper and hoists him high in the air for a huge sleeper drop!}
Terri Morasco: AJ Mercer got a nice flurry of offense there, but the Ace’s veteran instincts served him well. That sleeper drop almost put him out cold!
Vasco Dias: Great tactical thinking on both men’s part, but Ace managed to get the upper hand, as he so often does.
{The Ace rolls Mercer onto his back, covering casually.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Ace hauls Mercer up to his feet, delivering a pair of blistering chops of his own and following up with a back elbow to the head. Mercer staggers, and the Ace delivers a vicious kick to the gut, pulling him in and lifting him up for a vertical suplex! He holds the suplex for several seconds, the crowd cheering the display of strength, even from the loathed Ace, and drops the suplex back into a neckbreaker that sends Mercer crashing violently to the mat! The Ace slides into another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Lots of heart from AJ Mercer, kicking out of everything the Ace is throwing at him!
Vasco Dias: Look at the target of this offense, Terri. He’s going after the head and neck, setting up for the endgame. That’s the kind of tactical wrestler the Ace is, and it’s a serious concern for AJ Mercer if he wants to stay in this match.
{Ace seems undeterred by Mercer’s resilience, measuring his downed opponent and delivering a big knee drop to the head of the younger man. He rolls through to his feet, taunting to the crowd as Kathleen Conway applauds the display. Ace kneels down and locks in a dragon sleeper on Mercer, continuing to wrench the pressure on the neck. AJ struggles against the hold, trying to find his base, but the Ace is relentless, continuing to clamp down tight on Mercer’s neck. Austin stomps his foot against the mat, trying to force the adrenaline through his body, and slowly he begins to climb towards a standing position!}
Terri Morasco: My God, look at this display! He’s giving it all he’s got to survive the onslaught of the Ace, and it seems to be paying off!
Vasco Dias: All of that struggling can’t be good for his neck, but if he can buy that separation, Mercer’s speed advantage can come into play, and that won’t be good for the Ace.
{Mercer makes it to his feet, still arched back into the dragon sleeper. The Ace shakes his head, smirking, and releases the hold, spinning to drop the elbow into The Upper Hand! NO! Mercer manages to twist out of the way, leaving Ace to crash into the mat elbow-first! Mercer senses an opportunity, measuring Ace as he recovers and drilling him with a beautiful standing dropkick! Ace crashes to the mat again, and Mercer uses his momentum to dart for the ropes, hopping over and begging Ace to stand up. Wearily, the Birmingham native makes his way back to a vertical base, and as he turns around Mercer springboards into the ring and plasters him with a SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PUNCH! Mercer drops straight into the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Such a close moment there for Austin James Mercer. He almost pulled off a stellar upset there!
Vasco Dias: The speed and skill of Mercer are absolutely undeniable, Terri, but I still feel that age and treachery will overcome youth and skill.
{Mercer pounds the mat in frustration, begging Ace to “STAY DOWN!” His eyes are wide as he measures Ace up, mockingly stealing Ace’s taunt from earlier before delivering his own leaping knee drop straight to the head of the Ace. Instead of going for the cover, though, he measures Conway again, heading for the turnbuckle. Mercer cracks his knuckles, sprinting up the ropes, and sizes up the Ace as he lays flat on the mat, clutching his face. Before he can take advantage, though, Kathleen Conway begins shouting at the ref, protesting his presence on the top rope!}
Terri Morasco: What was that you were saying about treachery overcoming, Vasco?
Vasco Dias: Haha! I love it! Brilliant strategizing from IWF’s premier couple here.
{Mercer shouts at Kathleen, not noticing the Ace getting to his feet. The veteran sees the distraction his wife is providing and immediately charges, attempting to rock Mercer from the top. AJ’s head snaps around just in time, though, and he gets a boot out to clock the charging Ace straight in the jaw! The bigger man staggers back, and AJ leaps off the top rope, flattening Ace with a crossbody!
…BUT THE ACE ROLLS THROUGH! With a loud grunt of exertion, Ace manages to haul himself and Mercer up to a vertical base, holding him in a fallaway slam position before spinning him out into the BLIND BET! Not wasting a moment, Mercer’s barely hit the canvas before the Ace hauls him up by his hair again. A stiff slap clocks Mercer across the jaw, and as he stumbles back he gets a vicious boot to the gut, followed by the ACE-PLANT! Ace rolls into the cover, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE! “Brotherhood of Man” plays over the PA as Ace rolls to his knees, grinning in triumph.}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, the Ace!
Terri Morasco: There were moments here and there, but that was an emphatic win from the Ace. Like him or not, you have to respect that kind of performance.
Vasco Dias: I DO like him, and I thought it was brilliant! He outthought, outwrestled, and outlasted AJ Mercer. Sorry, kid, better luck next time.
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SINGLES MATCH
Spike Kane vs Jake Keeton
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{During the commercial Jack Gaither had made his way to the ring and was now sat at the announcers desk, ready to commentate on the match.}
{The lights dim, a hush fills the arena and a mixed reaction of mostly boos billows from the crowd as "Man of Constant Sorrow" by Charm City Devils hits the PA. Jake Keeton slowly emerges through the curtains with his full attention focused on the upcoming match. He walks down the ramp barely acknowledging the fans as he steps into the ring and begins to stretch.}
Terri Morasco: Here’s Jake Keeton, showing up just to challenge Spike.
Vasco Dias: 20 Years versus 20 years.
Jack Gaither: Yeah, but does anyone really care about Keeton’s 20 Years?
Vasco Dias: Wow, that is some hostility.
Jack Gaither: What? I’m not allowed to dislike someone?
{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}
“BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS!
Is this all what we are?
SISTERS! MY SISTERS!
We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!”
{On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Spike Kane appears through the smoke. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the center of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}
Vasco Dias: The twenty years of Spike Kane is a career filled with pure violence.
Jack Gaither: He’s one hell of a talent, I’ll give him that.
Terri Morasco: And you have a victory over him!
{The bell rings and both men begin to make their way to the center of the ring. Spike explodes from his corner and charges at Keeton, taking him down with a powerful lariat. Jake rolls right back to his feet, but Spike has another one waiting for him. However, Jake rolls right through again, and this time as he rises he starts throwing wild punches at Spike. Kane recoils a little allowing Jake to get to his feet before the two start flinging anger filled punches at each other.}
Jack Gaither: A good old fashioned fist fight!
{Jake manages to push Spike off a little, and as Kane swings for a huge punch Keeton ducks underneath, spinning Spike around and then nailing a swift kick to the gut followed by a DDT. Jake floats over as Spike hits the mat, turning him over as he does so looking to lock in the Sweet Southern Surrender! Spike however realises this and sends a few elbows to the head of Keeton, breaking the hold Jake falls backwards but rolls to the ropes.}
Vasco Dias: Quick escape from Spike there.
Jack Gaither: He is a true veteran, after all.
{Jake and Spike head towards the center of the ring and start to exchange words. Taking a step back they both put a foot forward and tie up attempting to gain the early advantage. Spike does just that grabbing Jake by the head squeezing it in the center of the ring. Backpedaling towards the ropes Jake pushes Spike towards the other side of the ring. In return Spike bounces off the far ropes and comes back connecting with a shoulder knocking Jake to the mat. Rolling over Jake stands up and ties up with Spike again. The second go around didn't change any as the end result was Spike again knocked Jake to the mat with another shoulder tackle.}
Terri Morasco: These two are a pretty even match
{As Jake made his way back to his feet for a second time they tied up again. This time the action pressed towards one of the corners. Jake this time got the upper hand pressing Spike's body into the turnbuckles. the referee walks up towards them to get a better eye on the action}
Vasco Dias: Get him out of there!
Jack Gaither: He’s never really been one to follow the rules.
{Jake continued to press Spike into the turnbuckle while seemingly pressing his head backwards as well. Spike seemed to have enough and pushed Jake off sending him back a couple of steps. Turning his attention towards the ref; Spike began shouting at him trying to figure out just what the hell he was doing. In doing so it almost cost him a bit as Jake came running back towards the corner; however Spike was able to flip the momentum and push Jake into the corner now. Lifting up his hands Spike began to land a couple of right chops to his chest. Turning his body slightly to the side Spike connected with an elbow to the side of Jakes head that seemed to stun him for a second.}
Vasco Dias: OW!
Jack Gaither: That shot has to knock the sense out of you.
{As Jake was whipped across the ring Spike tried to follow it up with a clothesline as Jake rebounded off the ropes. However Jake ducked under the arm and used the ropes to springboard himself towards Spike sending him through the middle ropes with a flying arm drag. As Spike Landed outside the ring with a thud Jake walked back towards the center of the ring taking a second to collect himself as the ref walked towards the ropes and started to count out Spike who was making his way up onto his feet using the barricade.}
Jack Gaither: LOOK OUT!
{Jake bounced off the ropes and ran towards Spike diving through the ropes connecting with a suicide dive sending both men crashing into the barricade. Getting up first Jake picked Spike up by his left arm and attempted to Irish Whip him towards the steps. However this was countered and Jake was the one sent toppling over the steps knees first towards the announcers area. Making his way towards the announcers table Spike grasped Jake by the head and bounced it off the announcers table with a sickening thud.}
Jack Gaither: At least keep it in the ring Spike...
{Spike turns to look at Gaither with a smirk on his face as he grabbed Keeton by the end and sended him flying into Jack Gaither. The ref came over and started shouting at Spike to get the action back into the ring. Gaither shoves Keeton off of himself as he stared up at Spike, who had climbed back into the ring. Keeton climbs in after Spike.}
Terri Morasco: You OK Jack?
Jack Gaither: Yeah…..don’t worry about me ‘lil lady.
{Keeton scrambles to his feet, and Spike charges him Spike swings and Jake ducks underneath turning around and catching Spike with the Jumping Leg Lariat! He covers Spike….ONE TWO...THREE!!!}
Terri Morasco: KEETON DID IT!
Vasco Dias: What the hell did I just see?
{Keeton rolls out of the ring, talking trash to Spike who is now standing in the middle of the ring now. He turns from Keeton and starts staring down at Jack Gaither. Jack is on his feet now, ready to leave the announcers desk but Spike rolls out of the ring picking up a microphone as he does so. He stares at Jack.}
Spike Kane: I want a rematch…
{Jack just looks right at Spike.}
Spike Kane: I said. I want a rematch!
{Spike slaps Jack right in the face. The crowd react, but Jack doesn’t he simply stares at Spike.}
Spike Kane: ….GIVE ME MY GOD DAMN REMATCH!
{Spike charges at Jack this time, spearing him to the ground. The crowd are going nuts as Spike climbs to his feet, ripping the top off of the spanish announcers table. He drags Jack and hefts him up quickly for a pop up powerbomb through the spanish announcers table! Spike stands over Jack snarling like an enraged anmal.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Rob Diamond and Warren Kane vs Mike Laszlo and Zasshu
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Are you ready??
{ 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 INFAMOUS ROB DIAMOND!!!!!
{ 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 marches over to the ropes and steps up on the second rope with both fists held up over his head. }
{The lights go out as 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.}
"It's not easy making a name for yourself, Where do you draw the line?
I never thought I'd be in this far.
Let's have some fun and never change that for anyone, try not to miss me when I'm gone
Woooh, wooooh"
I sold my soul to the open road!"
{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.}
Vasco Dias: I'm sure you aren't going to agree but I really think Rob is going to get what he deserves tonight.
Terri Morasco: You're absolutely correct I don't agree, the only thing Rob deserves is a fair rematch for his man of steel championship.
Vasco Dias: That belt belongs to Zasshu.
Terri Morasco: At the moment but it won't for long, I guarantee that.
Vasco Dias: I'm just thankful that Mike Laszlo is back in IWF to rid us of the pest that is Rob Diamond.
Terri Morasco: Yeah, not if Rob and Warren have anything to say about it.
{ The arena lights dim to a low hue as a golden spot light shines on the stage, the opening to Trivium's "Villainy Thrives" begins to play as the golden light strobes to the piano. Once the song kicks into gear Zasshu comes exploding out from the stage with a burst of pyro and to boos from the crowd. He lands in a crouched position and looks all around before standing up ripping the Man of Steel Championship off from around his waist and throwing it up in the air over his head. Laura Howlett marches out from the back and walks beside Zasshu as they head toward the ring. Zasshu sprints ahead of her and springs off a trampoline over the top rope and front flipping before landing on his feet, the Man of Steel Championship still being held up over his head as Laura Howlett claps from the outside. }
{"Cult of Personality" by Living Colour hits the sound system, Mike Laszlo walking out onto the stage, followed by Alexis Caffrey, to a negative reaction from the crowd. Surveying those who boo, a grin comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a confident walk, ignoring the outstretched hands of some fans along the isle, Alexis by his side holding his other hand.}
Ally: Making his way to the ring, accompanied to the ring by Alexis Caffrey, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 237 pounds…MIIIIKE LASZLOOOOO!
{The two get to the end of the ramp before Mike lifts Alexis onto the apron. She enters the ring as Mike rolls in under the bottom rope. He climbs the outside ropes to the top rope in the corner nearest the entrance ramp and poses for the crowd amassing a magnitude of booing. He jumps down and goes to the opposite corner and does the same, garnering the same reaction. With a sly grin on his face he jumps down and backs into the corner, clasping his hands together and twirling his wrists as he gets ready for the match.}
Vasco Dias: Mike Laszlo looks amazing tonight!
{ Rob doesn't wait for the bell as he charges right at Laszlo, Alexis yells and Mike manages to bail out of the ring before Rob reaches him. Rob jumps out of the ring after him and Mike takes off around the corner. }
Vasco Dias: The bell hasn't even rung!
Terri Morasco: I don't think Rob cares!
{ Warren jumps off the apron and corners Laszlo who rolls back into the ring before Rob gets to him. Rob rolls in after him but as soon as he gets to his feet he's met by a spinning heel kick from Zasshu! }
Vasco Dias: That's what I'm talking about!
{ Warren jumps into the ring and starts throwing hard forearm shots into the head of Zasshu as Rob rolls out of the ring and the referee calls for the bell. Mike Laszlo stands outside of the ring now with Alexis pacing back and forth, visibly upset. }
Terri Morasco: Why doesn't Mike get in the ring?
Vasco Dias: He hasn't been tagged in.
Terri Morasco: Or maybe he's just afraid!
{ Warren throws Zasshu into the Infamous corner and starts to clobber him with more forearm shots to the head before Rob clubs him over the back of the head. Warren tags in Rob and the two of them grab Zasshu for a hard vertical suplex out of the corner. Both men get up in tandem and look outside of the ring toward Laszlo and demand that he get in there with them. }
Vasco Dias: He doesn't have to listen to you!
{ Mike laughs to himself and shakes his head. }
Terri Morasco: He's a chicken!
Vasco Dias: He's wrestling a smart match.
Terri Morasco: He hasn't wrestled at all!
{ Rob shakes his head and runs toward where Laszlo is and baseball slides to the outsdie, Mike once again moves away from Rob as the crowd roars for the two of them to come together. Warren prepares to exit the when Zasshu grabs him from behind with a release German suplex. Warren tries to get up but Zasshu spring boards off the ropes with a kick to the chin of Warren. }
Vasco Dias: Rob is so blinded by his emotions he doesn't even see his supposed best friend getting his ass handed to him!
{ Rob has gained no ground on Laszlo and doesn't even see when Zasshu comes flying out of the ring with a senton dive over the top rope and crashes right into him! }
Vasco Dias: Don't turn your back on the champ!
Terri Morasco: Cheap move.
{ Zasshu rolls back into the ring as Warren starts to get up and catches him with a running basement drop kick. Zasshu gets right to his feet and runs for the ropes where he spring boards off with a moon sult. Zasshu looks for a cover but Rob rolls in and quickly breaks it up and starts clubbing Zasshu viciously as the referee tries to break it up. }
Vasco Dias: Come on ref, get this under control!
{ Rob rips Zasshu up off the mat and throws him hard into his corner of the ring where Mike Laszlo is standing on the floor. Rob screams at Laszlo to "TAG IN!" }
Terri Morasco: Come on Mike, be a man!
Vasco Dias: He doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want.
{ Mike confers with Alexis as the referee forces Rob back onto the apron. Zasshu turns looking for a tag when Warren crashes into him with a splash in the corner crushing him against the turnbuckles. Warren turns him around and snap mares him out of the corner and stomps him hard on the chest. Warren turns and looks out at Mike who takes a step back. Warren smirks and turns around to Zasshu who is getting up and runs at him full steam connecting with the EAT IT KICK! }
Vasco Dias: OHHHH!!!!
{ Zasshu spins backward and lands on his face. Warren pulls him up and twists him around and connects with the SPLOSION SUPLEX INTO THE CORNER! Again Warren looks out toward Laszlo who has started to walk toward the ramp with Alexis. }
Terri Morasco: Where's he going!?
Vasco Dias: He doesn't have to put up with this crap.
Terri Morasco: Uhhh he's Zasshu's tag team partner!?
{ Warren tags in Rob Diamond who stomps into the ring and screams out at Laszlo "GET BACK IN HERE!!!!" Mike shakes his head as he starts to back up the ramp. Rob can't take it and jumps out of the ring and starts to give chase as Mike Laszlo and Alexis reach the curtain. }
Terri Morasco: GET HIM!!!!
{ Rob takes off into a sprint as Mike and Alexis take off behind the curtain and the crowd boos mercilessly. }
Terri Morasco: COME ON!
Vasco Dias: Live to fight another day.
{ Warren watches fromt the ring as the referee starts to count Rob out but Zasshu comes up from behind and dumps Warren over the top rope and to the outside. Warren gets a running start and bounces off the opposing ropes, he flies over the top with another senton bomb and crashes into Warren on the ramp! }
Terri Morasco: This match has devolved into chaos!
{ The referee re starts his count as Zasshu staggers to his feet and looks to climb back in the ring but Warren trips him up and Zasshu falls face first into the ring apron. Warren gets to his feet and bashes Zasshu's head into the apron before hitting him with another SPLOSION SUPLEX onto the ramp! }
Vasco Dias: Dammit, get off of him!
Terri Morasco: This is what happens when you mess with Infamous!
{ Zasshu tries to get back up as the referee hits six, seven, Rob Diamond comes sprinting back out to a huge pop as Zasshu turns right into a huge clothes line! Eight! Nine! Rob pulls Zasshu up to his feet, he and Warren hit a double crotch chop and a double DIAMOND CUTTER! TEN!!!! }
Allison Valance: This match has ended in a double count out!
{ The crowd is upset with how the match ended but still cheering Infamous as they stand the moral victors. }
Terri Morasco: Mike Laszlo is a coward!
Vasco Dias: Mike Laszlo is a genius. He's playing a mind game with Rob Diamond, he's getting inside of his head.
Teri: By running away?
Vasco Dias: By not letting Rob get anywhere near him.
{ Rob and Warren stand tall over Zasshu as the crowd roars when Mike and Alexis Laszlo appear on the tron to a chorus of boos. }
Mike Laszlo: What kind of man drives a Kia Soul?
{ Mike asks the question out loud as the two of them make their way through the parking garage to a grey 2016 Kia Soul. }
Alexis Caffrey: I'm guessing a man with a dick as small as his ego is big.
Mike Laszlo: That sounds about right.
{ The two of them stop at the Kia Soul and face the camera. }
Mike Laszlo: Oh, hey Rob, so I noticed you ran back to the ring because your ego can't avoid the spot light for even half a second. I figured I'd use this time to man up your "car".
{ Laszlo turns back around to face the car and waves to someone off camera. Rob starts to march up the ramp with Warren but stops half way as we see a large bull dozer roll into the shot. Mike walks up as the man driving it gets out but then turns to Alexis. }
Mike Laszlo: Would you do me the honors?
Alexis Caffrey: It would be my pleasure.
{ Rob starts to scream "YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY CAR!!!!" He starts to march again as Alexis jumps onto the bull dozer. }
Terri Morasco: This isn't good.
Vasco Dias: THIS IS AWESOME!
{ Alexis fires up the engine and drives right at the Kia Soul as Rob stops under the tron and the blade of the bull dozer crashes into the side of the car and starts to cave it in as she pushes it across the parking garage toward one of the support beams, t-boning it against the beam. }
Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!!! HAHAHAHAHA.
Terri Morasco: That son of a bitch.
Mike Laszlo: Wow, that isn't going to buff out.
{ Mike starts to laugh as Alexis continues to crush the car against the beam and Rob flips out on the apron, Warren standing right beside him unable to look away. }
Terri Morasco: I don't believe this....
Vasco Dias: I freaking love Mike Laszlo.
{ Alexis jumps out with Rob's car crushed up against the beam and Mike grabs her for a deep passionate kiss. The two of them face the camera as Rob rages on the ramp. }
Mike Laszlo: Hey Rob, I'm not sure insurance is going to cover this but hey, if you're not down with that then we've got two words for you.
{ Alexis and Mike in unison crotch chop the camera and start laughing as Rob screams profanity's left and right.... }
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SINGLES MATCH
Mercedes Vargas vs Jessica Reed
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{Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of “Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me” by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.}
Alison Valance: Introducing first/And her opponent/Making her way to the ring/Currently in 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(s) to arrive.}
Vasco Dias: Poor Mercy--the walkin' motormouthed encyclopedia can't back out of this one.
Terri Morasco: Thanks to Kathy Conway, we've got this match.
Vasco Dias: ANNNNT--nope! Thanks to Mercy's rapping yapper, we've got this match.
{ The lights in the arena go out as "Die Young" by Ke$ha hits the PA system and the crowd go nuts. Strobe lighting begins to flash in various colours around the arena as Jessica Reed emerges from behind the curtain to a standing ovation. She smile and waves to the fans before steadying herself for a gentle sprint to the ring, slapping the hands of fans as she goes much to their delight. Reaching the ring steps she climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle and continues to wave the crowd, pumping them up even more before hopping down into the ring. }
Terri Morasco: Jessica Reed, one of the original Hall of Famers, is here lookin' to show us a thing or two about how women's wrestling is done.
Vasco Dias: You mean buildin' up losers like Fio--
{Interrupting Vasco, "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 announcers' table--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way, twirling her trusty bullwhip for fun.}
Terri Morasco: You were just about to say Fiona McFly, weren't ya Vasco...hrmmm?!
Vasco Dias: Can my defense team rest now?
{Fiona heads over and sits down between Terri and Vasco, placing her favorite weapon on the table.}
Fiona McFly: Before anyone asks, NO I'm not here on Kathy's orders. I'm simply here to have a little fun with just a hint of observation thrown in for good measure.
[DING!]
{The man in stripes calls for the bell to get the match underway, and we immediately see Mercedes go right to work, bombarding the Hall of Famer with rights and lefts before grabbing onto the hair. The ref tries to step in, but Vargas yanks Reed down to the deck by the hair. Jess pulls herself up to her feet--only to be sent for the ride. She bounds off the ropes and into a Mercy-approved dropkick, followed closely by a second and a third to complete the hat trick.}
Vasco Dias: Mercy looks jacked up here!
Terri Morasco: You said it--not me.
Fiona McFly: In the interest of complete objectivity, I've got to give Mercy credit for starting the match off the way she's doing. Yet for all that research she does regarding IWF's Diamond division history, she'd rather waste her talent by running her mouth instead of simply having FUN out there.
Vasco Dias: Kinda like Jack, hrm?
Fiona McFly: Again, I give Miss Mercy some credit for plugging away every week despite her...obvious shortcomings.
{Eventually, Vargas pulls Reed back to her feet again and sends her back down to the canvas with a vertical suplex, followed by a second. But she transitions into a hard backbreaker to complete the odd trio, going for the pin.}
1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{Vargas stands up, giving the zebra-man a few gripes about that count as Jess slowly goes over to a corner, pulling herself back to a vertical position using the buckles as a guide. Meanwhile Mercedes continues bitching at the ref as Fiona looks on from the announcers' table.}
Fiona McFly: Fuck's sake Mercy--quit being such a motormouth and just have fun with your work!
Vasco Dias: Where's your objectivity now, Fifi?!
Fiona McFly: Right up your arse, Vasco.
{Terri chuckles through her headset as the arguing between Vargas and the striped-shirted bloke continues! Meanwhile, Jess has pulled herself back to her feet and, after shaking off the fuzzies from her mind, comes right at Vargas with a high kick to the back of the head, causing the Latina to drop to her knees. But Jess is not willing to give the ex-Ruby champ a second to breath, pulling her opponent up and sending her to the deck with a belly-to-back suplex, followed by a second and a third to complete her own trifecta.}
Terri Morasco: And Jess showing us EXACTLY how it's done!
Vasco Dias: Yeah, yeah...only after sneakin' up from behind Vargas.
Fiona McFly: Now as for Jess...I do respect her quite a lot. There's a big reason why I've patterned my "Fun4Everyone" message, and she's that reason.
Terri Morasco: She was your second ever opponent, right?
Fiona McFly: That's right--and I've learned a LOT from her since that time. And besides...she makes me laugh.
{Climbing up to the top rope, Jess plays to the crowd for a moment before flying off and connecting with her standard corkscrew elbow drop, turning the maneuver into a quick pinning combination.}
1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{Jess stands up and heads back to the top rope as Mercy begins to slowly pull herself back to her feet. Once she does so, the Hall of Famer flies off in an attempt to apply a corkscrew crossbody, only to see her crunching the canvas--courtesy of a Vargas-approved Double Jeopardy tilt-a-whirl slam!}
Vasco Dias: OY!
Terri Morasco: Ow, I don't care what universe you're from--that's gotta hurt!
Fiona McFly: A Greg Proops line from my favourite Star Wars prequel, "The Phantom Menace." Gotta give Mercy some more credit for that one!
{Mercedes starts to look at the crowd, giving them a smug grin to a mostly negative reception. She isn't aware that Jess has managed to bring herself back to a vertical base until it's too late--for she's plastered to the deck courtesy of Reed's ROFLCOPTER maneuver and pinning combination!}
1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{Ke$ha's "Die Young" begins to play as Jess celebrates another win!}
Terri Morasco: Jess wins it!!
Vasco Dias: Welp, Mercy allowed herself to be distracted.
Fiona McFly: Mercedes Vargas only proved ONE thing to me--that runnig her motormouth always gets her into trouble. Whilst I do give her some good vibes for how she worked out there, Jess--in my book--gets a good serving of praise and respect from me. That was loads of fun to watch all-'round.
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"QUEENS OF THE RING" HANDICAP TAG TEAM ELIMINATION MATCH
w/ Special Guest Time Keeper - Alexis Caffrey
Crystal Millar vs The Garcia Twins & Kathleen Conway
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Alison Valance: The following is an Elimination Handicap Match…
Vasco Dias: This is why you don’t cross the boss.
Terri Morasco: Crystal got mouthy on Twitter and now she looks like she’s going to pay for it.
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
I’m Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring boos of the crowd are deafening. She isn’t alone as her husband Jonathan comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to pie face the crowd. The crowd boos loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Jonathan stays attached to his wife.}
Alison Valance: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 120 pounds, “The Silver Screen Queen”…CRYSTAL…HILTON!!!
{Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.}
Vasco Dias: Just remember, she asked for this…
Alison Valance: And her opponents…
{“Over You” by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Paige and Sara come out to a negative reaction as they holds their hand in the air above their heads, their index fingers pointed down at themselves as they do a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking themselves up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}
Alison Valance: Weighing in at a combined weight of 261 pounds…Paige and Sara…THE GARCIIIIA TWINS!
{The two sisters jump up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off their beauty before each sitting on the middle rope and swinging their legs to the left, pulling the rest of their bodies in as well. They pose again for the crowd who boo as the two talk strategy for the match.}
Vasco Dias: They sure are lovely aren’t they?
Terri Morasco: They’re more like hired henchwomen.
Vasco Dias: Don’t be jealous because they’re prettier than you are.
Alison Valance: And their partner…
{The lights in the arena start to twinkle like diamonds, green, purple and red with the melodic holler and drum beat of ''Black and Silver" by Xandria. The chords of an organ punctuate the words as Kathleen Conway appears on the stage with one hand on her right hip and her husband, The Ace by her side. She begins her walk down the ramp, alongside her husband, Kathy has a smile on her face. At the foot of the ramp the couple share a kiss before Kathy gets to the ring and climbs on to the apron with her back to the ropes, she drops to one knee. She holds onto the ropes behind her as she flips her hair to the side and winks at The Ace before standing up and climbing through the middle rope into the ring. She walks to the middle and flips her hair again with a hand on her hip as the lights return to normal and the music fades.}
Alison Valane: She is the “Queen of Diamonds” and the Head of the Diamonds Division…KAT…CONWAAAAY!!
{The Garcias and Conway talk some strategy before Paige and Kat step onto the apron as Sara turns towards Crystal who has nobody in her corner and seems determined to make a statement as she charges Sara and starts hammering on the older of the two twins. She rolls off and as Sara gets to her feet, holding her jaw, Crystal catches her with the “Flashing Lights” (Chick Kick) and jumps on the cover, only to get to two before Paige jumps in and breaks up the pin with a boot to the top of Crystal’s head.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal trying to end this early. It may be the only chance she has here.
Vasco Dias: It was…she has no chance…don’t lie.
{Both women are to their feet and now it’s Sara taking advantage of the strike to Crystal’s head, hitting her with some forearms, backing her into the ropes before sending her to the other side. Sara steps forward and whips Crystal through the air into a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker, dropping her to the mat as Crystal screams in pain. Sara goes for the cover but only gets a two count before Crystal rolls her shoulder off the mat. Sara grabs Crystal by the hair and drags her into the corner, hitting her in the face with another forearm shot before tagging in her sister who steps through the ropes and grabs Crystal by the chin, talking trash.}
Paige Garcia: You thought you could mouth off BITCH!
{“OOOOOHHH’s” go throughout the crowd as does the echo of the slap Paige lays across the face of Crystal who stumbles out of the corner as Paige holds out her arms to the crowd who boo her.}
Terri Morasco: The horrible sportsmanship of Paige Garcia on display there.
Vasco Dias: Crystal opened her mouth and Paige just shut it for her.
{Paige runs into the corner looking to drive her shoulder into the gut of Crystal who falls out of the way, and Paige goes shoulder first into the ring post!}
Terri Morasco: There could be an opening!
{Crystal pulls Paige out of the corner and rolls her up out of the corner for a two count before Paige kicks out of the pinning situation. Crystal looks to hit the “Flashing Lights” again but Paige ducks it and grabs hold of Crystal around the waist and pops off a German Suplex with Crystal landing on the back of her head. Paige bridges and the referee counts to two before Crystal somehow kicks out!}
Terri Morasco: The resilience on display here by Crystal is inspiring.
Vasco Dias: I think it’s more ignorance.
{Paige can’t believe it as she stands to her feet and goes to grab Crystal by the hair but Crystal shoves her hands away and grabs Paige’s head, running up the turnbuckle and planting her with a Tornado DDT!! She goes for the cover and gets a two before Sara saves the match for her team. Crystal gets up and goes after Sara, knocking her out of the ring before turning to Conway and slapping her in the face!}
Vasco Dias: What the hell was that for!?
Terri Morasco: Defiance?
{Crystal turns right into the boot of Paige who nails her with the “Keep Dreaming” Bicycle Kick. Conway holds out her hand with a demanding look on her face. Paige obliges and tags in the Head of the Diamonds Division.}
Vasco Dias: Here we go.
Terri Morasco: This isn’t looking too good here.
{Kat pulls Crystal to her feet and lets her stagger about before going for the “Puss-in-Boots” hard kick but Crystal ducks and jumps up on the ropes, leaping over Kathy and hitting her with the “THAT’S A WRAP!”}
Vasco Dias: What the hell!?
Terri Morasco: She hit her with the “That’s a Wrap!”
{Before Crystal can get any semblance of a cover, the Garcias intervene and jump Crystal. They hammer her before lifting Crystal to her feet and up on their collective shoulders…and hit a DOUBLE ALL ABOUT ME!!!}
Terri Morasco: This is a mugging.
Vasco Dias: This is punishment.
{The twins look down at their damage as Kathy gets to her feet and directs them out of the way. She then lifts Crystal to her feet and hits her with the “Katastrophe” (Widow’s Peak). Crystal falls back as Conway covers for the three count. The bell rings as Alison Valance announces the winner.}
Alison Valance: Here are your winners, the team of Kat Conway, and the Garcia Twins!
{The group stands over Crystal who has yet to move after the aforementioned mugging.}
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SHIELDMAIDEN SINGLES MATCH
Shea O’Hara vs Kayla Richards (C)
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{"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, she turns and nod's at Kira who stands at ringside
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Vasco Dias: Kayla Richards has been an amazing champion but tonight she faces a red hot rookie...
Terri Morasco: Shea O'Hara has been climbing the ladder like a demon and this match should be amazing....
{The lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before “Brick by Boring Brick” by Paramore blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly. Shea O’Hara barges through the curtain before standing in the middle of the stage. She lowers herself, almost squatting, before thrusting her arms into the air with the “devil horns” as a small pyro goes off behind her. She then sprints to the ring, sliding under the ropes and runs to the camera side and leans through the ropes on the second rope throwing up her “devil horns” once again.
}
Terri Morasco: Shea is always energetic and always pumped
Vasco Dias: She's going to need that energy
{The bell rings and Kayla steps into the ring with a smile, she holds out her hand and Shea shakes it with a nod. They circle around one another before locking up, Shea pushes against Kayla trying to shove her back but Kayla quickly slides down grabbing Shea's lead up with an arm drag. They both pop up to their feet and stand toe to toe before locking up again, Shea pulls Kayla forward into a side headlock before taking Kayla up and over, she leans in on the headlock and Kayla turns and pins with a bridge 1...2....Shea kicks out and releases the headlock.}
Vasco Dias: Shea almost made a terrible error...
Terri Morasco: A rookie error
{They get to their feet but Kayla leans forward and pulls Shea forward into a side knee to the stomach, Kayla grabs Shea's wrist and backs her into the ropes before whipping her across the ring, Kayla leapfrogs and spins before going for a reverse elbow, Shea ducks hits the ropes and leaps in the air hitting a calf kick. Kayla goes down and Shea pops to her feet hitting the ropes again with a running leg drop, she pins 1....2...Kayla kicks out.
Shea moves fast to pull Kayla up, she hits a snap DDT before popping up again hitting a running senton splash. Kayla holds her chest and stomach in obvious pain as Shea scales the top rope, she measures Kayla and goes for the 450 she calls the St Patricks Parade. Shea rotates but Kayla gets her knee's up causing Shea to crash and burn.}
Vasco Dias: Ouch! If Shea had hit that it would have been over!
Terri Morasco: That's why they call it high risk!
{Shea rolls from the ring holding her stomach and chest, Kayla pulls herself up and hits the ropes getting a head of steam before throwing herself through the ropes with a suicide dive ontop of Shea. Kayla pops onto her knee's and throws an arm in the air as Shea looks to be in pain, they both pull themselves up and trade a few rights and lefts on the floor, Kayla winds up for a clothesline, Shea ducks and as Kayla spins she gets hit in the face with a pele kick!}
Terri Morasco: WOW!
Vasco Dias: Pele kick!
Terri Morasco: But it was outside the ring!...Shea has to get Kayla in the ring!
{The referee counts and Shea pulls Kayla up, she rolls her under the bottom rope and leaps on the apron, Shea grabs the top rope and slingshots over with an elbow drop, she pins Kayla again 1.....2.....Kayla kicks out. Shea floats around and locks Kayla's arm in her fugiwara armbar. Kayla moans in pain as Shea contorts her shoulder. Kayla reaches for the ropes, her fingertips almost getting there, she slides close and is just able to get there. The referee tells Shea to release the hold as Kayla hugs the bottom rope.}
Vasco Dias: I don't think a shoulder is supposed to bend that way....
Terri Morasco: No..no it isn't....
{Kayla shakes out her arm as Shea stays on the attack, she comes in with a hard right hand and a left bbefore going for an arm trap exploder, Kayla uses her free arm to fight Shea off, Shea steps back and Kayla ducks picking her up for the white noise!, Shea is down and out of it. Kayla slides to the corner and slaps her leg calling for Shea to get up and get hit with the sister of mercy kick, Kayla runs in and jumps but Shea ducks and Kayla hits the top turnbuckle crashing to the mat. Kayla gets to her feet looking out of it and Shea hits her superkick! She pins 1......2......3!}
Vasco Dias: WOW NEW SHIELDMAIDEN!
Terri Morasco: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!
{Shea seemingly can't believe it as "Brick by boring brick" hits and the referee hands her the shieldmaiden title. She holds it in the air as the crowd roars for the young rookie. Kayla slowly pulls herself up and stares at Shea. Shea turns and comes face to face with Kayla. After a few moments Kayla holds out her hand and shakes Shea's before grabbing her wrist and lifting her arm.}
Terri Morasco: Great show of class there...
Vasco Dias: These are two great young women and Shea was the better Diamond tonight...
{The IWF Logo shows in the corner of the screen with the Copyright information as Shea celebrates her victory.}
Well howdy there pardner.