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SEGMENT
"To Listen."
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{ As Nighthawk walks into the back door of the Webster Bank Arena in Bridgeport, Connecticut taking the time to sign autographs for fans clamoring for his presence he suddenly notices Maria Iniesta aiting for him. Clad in a blue linen sleeveless cuban-style shirt known as a guayabera, light-blue linen pants, and blue mid-top sneakers, the "Wrestgling Machine" smiles and sidles up to the interview. }Maria Iniesta: "I have to ask you, Nighthawk, about something the fans have been discussing on social media since the blocks for the Heir to the Throne were first released. It is one of the bigger questions surrounding the tournament. Simply put, Nighthawk, do you deserve to be in Heir to the Throne?"
Nighthawk: "I can't answer that question. The only reason I can't is because there's no good answer. If I say I don't, people will ask me if I have the confidence to be a top star. If I do, people will point to the slump I've been on and ask if I've been arrogant. This is the promise I am going to make.
By the time Heir to the Throne ends, I will make sure no one asks that question."
Maria Iniesta: "Thank you for your time, Nighthawk."
{ As Nighthawk turns away from Maria he comes face to face with the arrogant smirk of Cable Arcane. }Cable Arcane: You and I already know the answer to that question, Nighthawk, you don't belong in MY tournament fighting for a shot at MY championship.
{ Nighthawk locks eyes with the arrogant man in front of him. }Nighthawk: If you would like we can step inside of "your" ring and find out the answer together.
{ Cable snots a laugh before responding. }Cable Arcane: I've got nothing to prove against the likes of you, I've already punched my ticket to the main event in this company by leveling Jayson Matthews.
Nighthawk: I am not Jayson Matthews and you have not beaten me. If you truly are the "best in the world" I would think you'd jump at the opportunity to prove it against a man the fans refer to as just that.
Cable Arcane: Hah, are you trying to goad me into accepting a match?
Nighthawk: I'm simply stating my opinion.
Cable Arcane: I could face you once, twice, hell I could face you a hundred times and the outcome will always be the same little man, me standing over you.
{ Something sparks in Nighthawk's eyes. }Nighthawk: Best of five series.
Cable Arcane: What?
Nighthawk: You and me, best of five series, the winner of each match picks the stipulation for the next match, each match increases 5 points towards our Heir to the Throne total. We start next week.
Cable Arcane: I'm pretty sure I already turned down your little challenge.
Nighthawk: Then I suppose you will never really know if you are the "best in the world."
{ Cable glares at Nighthawk for a long tense moment. }Cable Arcane: Fine. But I promise you, you're going to regret this.
{ Cable brushes past Nighthawk who watches him go, a slight smirk on the face of the man of 1000 holds. }----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
If Chris King wins he gets a future Invictus Championship Match.
Chris King vs Zasshu
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{ The lights dim, and a block "M" Michigan logo appears in the entryway. After a few moments, "Face Everything and Rise" by Papa Roach rips through the arena speakers, and Chris King steps out into the light, wearing a "Property of Michigan Athletics" navy blue shirt and a pair of navy blue long tights with "KINGMAKER" emblazoned on the side in Michigan maize. The "M" in "Maker" is the Michigan block "M". He soaks in the crowd before heading down the ramp, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He waits in the corner as the crowd dies down, staring intently at the other side of the ring. }Terri Morasco: Chris King is a relative new comer to IWF but he is not a newcomer to a professional wrestling ring.
Vasco Dias: The kid has shown bursts of talent here and there but tonight he's taking on the greatest Invictus Champion we've ever had.
Terri Morasco: He does have a slight uphill battle tonight against the very dominant and dangerous Zasshu not to mention always having to keep one eye open for Noah Field.
Vasco Dias: I don't see King walking out of here with a win tonight.
Terri Morasco: But if he does he gets a future shot at the Invictus Championship.
{ 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 Invictus 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 Invictus Championship still being held up over his head as Laura Howlett claps from the outside. }Terri Morasco: Word going around backstage is things aren't all good in the House of Howlett but she is here tonight in the corner of her client.
Vasco Dias: Laura Howlett is all about business, she will do what's best for her business and that is making sure Zasshu is presented as the star that he is.
Terri Morasco: So no comment on the rumors circulating about them?
Vasco Dias: Rumors are rumors, she's out here with her client and that's all that matters.
{ The referee calls for the bell and both men move out of their corners and to the right. Chris moves in for Zasshu who has nowhere to go as King is quite fast for a man his sizes and corners Zasshu with a tie up. Zasshu tries to power his way out of it but King sends him flying out of the corner with a two handed choke toss. Zasshu tries to roll to his feet but King is quick and on top of him before he knows it and hits him with a huge shoulder block that sends Zasshu into the corner. Zasshu tries to bounces off the turnbuckles and come back at King who grabs him with the Sidewinder Suplex! King immediately goes for the cover but Laura is right up on the apron and distracts the referee. }Terri Morasco: Come on ref! Make the count! King could have the champion beat within the first minute of this match!
Vasco Dias: I doubt it!
{ King gets frustrated and pushes himself up to his feet and screams at the referee to pay attention to the match. Zasshu meanwhile is back up and comes running at King who whips around and clubs Zasshu with a big time clothes line! Laura is furious on the outside as she starts screaming at Zasshu to fight back. King smiles as he grabs the champion and pulls him up to his feet and picks him up for a huge pumphandle pile driver! King goes for the cover again and this time the referee is down before Laura gets on the apron. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Terri Morasco: So close! Chris King is looking damn impressive against the Invictus Champion!
Vasco Dias: He looks lucky if you ask me!
Terri Morasco: There is no luck in this sport!
{ Kind pulls Zasshu up to his feet and throws him into the ropes, Zasshu comes off the ropes at full speed and ducks a boot attempt from King, Zasshu hits the opposing ropes and comes back with a basement drop kick to the right knee of Chris King! }Vasco Dias: Basement drop kick to the surgically repaired knee of Chris King!
Terri Morasco: I'll give it to the champion, he's got his opponent scouted well!
{ King is down on a knee and Zasshu lines up his next shot ignoring the advice of Laura Howlett who screams to stay on the knee, instead Zasshu shin kicks King in the side of the head. Zasshu heads to the ropes and spring boards off with a knee drop on Chris King! Zasshu is right up to his feet and connects with a standing moonsult on his would be challenger and this time hooks his leg. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! Laura pounds the mat and yells again to stay on the knee. }Terri Morasco: Zasshu is very clearly ignoring the advice of his manager.
Vasco Dias: Zasshu is doing what he thinks is best in the moment.
Terri Morasco: I'm not sure it's wise to ignore the person who brought you to the dance.
Vasco Dias: Stop trying to stir the pot! The House of Howlett is a well oiled machine!
{ Zasshu heads for the ropes again and bounces off coming back with rolling thunder on Chris King. This time he doesn't go for the pin, instead he pulls him up to his feet and runs him into the corner for Sliced Bread! Zasshu nips up and leaps up to the top rope, he lines up his next shot and leaps off with the 450 splash but King rolls out of the way and Laura begins yelling at the top of her lungs for Zasshu to get up! }Terri Morasco: Zasshu missed!
Vasco Dias: Dammit!
{ King is up and his knee seems to be fine. Zasshu pushes himself up to his feet but King is right on him with a running knee lift an then pulls him in for a devastating King's Landing! }Terri Morasco: King's Landing!
{ Chris King pulls Zasshu up to his feet and he looks to Laura Howlett who has gone silent as she watches her clinet be picked apart. He picks him up again and this time drops Zasshu with the King Crusher! }Terri Morasco: This could be it, Zasshu could be out!
Vasco Dias: There is no way this kid is beating the Invictus Champion!
{ Chris King goes for the cover but he lights go black and then the arena is suddenly bathed in gold tinted light. The words "Apple Presents" bleed across the screen in the arena. Then the words "The Crown Prince" follow. A loud explosion goes off as "A Cut Above" queues up. Noah Field steps into the arena with a smirk on his face and Morgan Kennedy at his side, trailed by Noah's hired muscle, Mark Mercer. }Terri Morasco: What the hell is Noah Field doing here!?
Vasco Dias: Probably out here to find out why Chris King is in a match he doesn't belong in. Field is the only obvious challenger to Zasshu.
{ Chris King is up to his feet as the three men head toward the ring, the music dying down, King stands at the side of the ring leaning over the ropes and yelling at Field to get the hell out of here, meanwhile Laura Howlett reaches into her blouse and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles, she slides them in to Zasshu who is starting to get up. Zasshu looks at the knucks and then kicks them out of the ring much to the disgust of Laura Howlett. }Terri Morasco: Trouble in paradise...
Vasco Dias: Shut up Terri!
{ Mercer goes to one side of the ring, Morgan to the other, Chris King backs up as Laura also climbs up onto the apron and starts to scream at Zasshu to listen to her. The referee is clearly losing control of this match as Laura steps into the ring to get in Zasshu's face, Morgan and Mercer step up onto the apron, the referee is yelling at everyone but then sees Laura rear back to slap her client and runs over to stop her. }Terri Morasco: What is she doing!?
{ Morgan and Mercer go to get in the ring but Chris runs over and clubs Mercer off the arpon then turns and hits Morgan before he can get in the ring. Noah is in and comes from behind but King feels him coming and ducks the attack and instead Noah hits Zasshu right between the legs with a kick to the groin! }Vasco Dias: What the hell is he doing!?
Terri Morasco: King dodged and hit the champion instead!
Vasco Dias: I don't believe this!
{ The referee is obvlious as he's arguing with Laura still, King comes for Noah but he quickly drops and rolls out of the ring and regroups with Morgan and Mercer on the outside. Zasshu is on his knees and King points at Noah before pulling Zasshu up to his feet and drops him with the Kingmaker! }Vasco Dias: This can't be how this match ends!
Terri Morasco: Noah just cost Zasshu this match!
Vasco Dias: That son of a bitch!
{ Laura shakes her head and climbs out of the ring as Chris King makes the cover. Laura starts walking away heading up the ramp as the referee counts. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }Terri Morasco: Chris King has just earned himself a future shot at the Invictus Champion!
Vasco Dias: All because of Noah Field!
{ King is up with his hands held high as Noah is furious on the ramp. }----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Pulitzer Winning”
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{The camera pans the backstage area to show the man who has dubbed himself “The Crown Prince”; second generation wrestler Noah Field. Noah Field is standing with his people surrounding him, all tending to his “beauty” needs as they powder his face, lotion his silky soft skin, style his hair. Noah can be seen saying something in a hushed tone to his bodyguard, Mark Mercer, about getting “camera ready”. Standing beside Mercer, oblivious to everything going on around him, is the newly met Jace Styles.
Off to the side is backstage interviewer Tiffany Jones. The veteran interviewer has an agitated look on her face while in the midst of a heated conversation with Noah’s fiance and manager, Morgan Kennedy. Tiffany flips through some index cards and lets out an agitated sigh.}Tiffany Jones: Really? THIS is what you want? This is fluff, or outright lies.
Morgan Kennedy: Those are the approved questions for this interview. You want the interview, you'll ask those questions and those questions only. If you don't...
Tiffany Jones: What? You'll end the interview? Like I even wanted to do this in the first place. It was him
{nods at Noah} who wanted this interview, not me.
Morgan Kennedy: No, he'll still get interviewed, just not by you...
{Morgan nods behind her to indicate a young redhead with a sweet smile standing there in the ready position.}Tiffany Jones: You don't have the authority to fire me.
Morgan Kennedy: I'm not firing you. But if you can't do this interview correctly then we brought Noah's own personal interviewer. She can get the big scoops from the future of this industry while you're left out in the cold.
Tiffany Jones: Just...let me do my job.
{Morgan steps back, giving her a look of warning as she does. Then she nods over at Noah.}Morgan Kennedy: You ready?
{Noah smirks and then pushes away the group of hanger-ons doing his make up. As he steps up to next to Tiffany he turns just slightly to his right as he mumbles about his “better side”. Tiffany just rolls her eyes and turns to the queue cards.}Tiffany Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here tonight with the undefeated Noah...wait? Undefeated? That's not right.
Noah Field: Yes it is. I'm 2-0.
Tiffany Jones: You're 1-2.
Noah Field: No, see, you're mistaken on that. I beat Chris King, that's one. I beat Brad Dockson, that's two. Two wins and no loses.
Tiffany Jones: The way I remember it is Brad Dockson beat you and then you lost a triple threat match to Dre and Nighthawk.
Noah Field: First of all, I never lost the triple threat match. You see, I was being forced to fight with a horrific injury that could have been devastating to my career, so thus I've had that match stricken from the record books. It never happened.
Tiffany Jones: Injury, what injury?
Noah Field: Why I had a small cut on my chin from shaving. You know how hideous that is? My face is my money maker. Had something happened and that scabbed opened up my impeccable skin could have scarred. So I had the match stricken from my record. I was in no physical or mental condition to fight that match.
Tiffany Jones: {Rolling her eyes} Fine, whatever you say, but what about last week to Brad Dockson?
Noah Field: My lawyers hit up IWF with an injunction. See, before the match Brad Dockson did not take a proper physical to prove he was able to compete. I knew this in the ring so I took it lightly on him, and then he took advantage of my kindness like the savage that he is. Therefore, due to Dockson's not passing a physical first, he's been forced to forfeit the match. So that's
{Noah holds up his fingers} 1-2; 2-0. That means undefeated. Now if you would, we've gotten off track enough. Get back to the index cards.
Tiffany Jones: {Looking at the next index card} I..this is...
{Noah leans over towards her.}Noah Field: What, can't read my writing...
{he peers at the card} Oh, this is a good one. Ask away.
Tiffany Jones: I'm not asking this question. First of all, you're NOT the greatest wrestler on the roster. You've barely even made a dent. Secondly, I have no f'n clue who The Entourage even is.
Noah Field: You better learn who The Entourage is, because that's this collective you're looking at now. Noah Field, Morgan Kennedy, Mark Mercer, Jace Styles...and...her
{Noah points at the redhead}. And FYI, I AM the greatest wrestler in IWF. I just haven't had my chance to blossom on the biggest stage yet.
{Tiffany rips the card to shreds.}Tiffany Jones: Either way, I'm not asking that question...
{Noah glances back at Morgan, who quickly intervenes.}Morgan Kennedy: Interview is over.
{Tiffany takes the rest of the cards and rips them up as she sighs and mumbles the words “good” as she storms off. Morgan then grabs the redhead and puts her front and center, right next to Noah. She has an easy smile that sets off with her red hair, seeming very comfortable and like a natural in front of the camera. Morgan hands her another set of cards. She gives Morgan a look of gratitude and then glances over the card before looking directly into the camera.}Lizzy Marsh: I'm Lizzy Marsh...wait...I'm not Lizzy Marsh.
Noah Field: Don't worry, it's a stage name.
Lizzy Marsh: Why do I need a stage name?
Noah Field: Uhhh...because your name is Elizabeth McMarshallvicken. That's a mouthful, so we shortened it to Lizzy Marsh.
{Lizzy seems to accept it with a smile as she says “okay” then starts again.}Lizzy Marsh: I'm Lizzy Marsh, and I'm here with “The Crown Prince” Noah Field, who...
“Ahem”{Noah glances at the camera man who just interrupted them.}Noah Field: WHAT NOW!!
{A voice talks from behind the camera.}Camera Man: We're almost out of time. They cut away in about 120 seconds.
{Noah's ears turn red as he grows agitated by the flow of his air time. He reaches for the index cards and files through them, tossing one after another on the ground behind him before he's finally down to one card. Then he hands that one card to Lizzy.}Noah Field: Here, ask this question.
Lizzy Marsh: Noah, we've heard you've proclaimed yourself the next Invictus Champion, but it seems you're not in the title picture. So how do you plan to become what I'm sure will be the greatest Invictus Champion in IWF's storied history?
Noah Field: Now that, Lizzy, is a great question worthy of a Pulitzer. But it's a rather simple answer. See, two weeks ago, had I not been physically and mentally injured, there is no doubt I would have walked out of that arena in contention for that belt after I beat Nighthawk and Dre Cutler. I mean, it was a foregone conclusion that was derailed because of a mishap with a Gillette. So I can stake claim there. But it's not just that. For some reason Chris King suddenly finds himself in contention for the belt, and let's face it, I already beat Bingo Hall once, so therefore he can't really jump me in line can he? Anyway, what is better. An indy wrestler who has fought at YMCA's his whole life in front of crowds that are lucky to amass to a hundred being inserted in the title scene? Or someone with the last name Field, who IS the future of this industry and the leader of the Youth Movement? It's a no brainer. And if I'm kept out of the scene, well then it's a conspiracy to hold me back out of fear. But I have the backing of The Entourage; I won't be held back...
{Noah talks directly to the camera man.}Noah Field: How much time we have left?
Camera Man: Fifteen seconds.
{Noah pulls out a bottle of lotion and holds it up for the camera to see.}Noah Field: Be sure to pick up a bottle of La Prairie Skin Caviar Luxe Cream if you want perfect skin like the one and only Noah Field. At your local upscale retailers for the price of only $800 a jar...
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SINGLES MATCH
Noah Field vs Jayson Matthews
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{ The drum beat kicks in. Then the guitar riffs. Jayson Matthews comes stepping out onto the entrance ramp moving his head to the beat and staring out into the crowd with a wide eyed stare of awe at the packed house in attendance. He steps onto the entrance stage and makes sure to hit both sides of the stage to hype the crowd as the lyrics start.
Last call now I'm outta time
And I don't got no valentine
Singled out, now I stand alone
The underdog in a modern world
Suburbia is hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel alright
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me.
With that Jayson pumps himself up and runs for the ring with intensity as the chorus starts.
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two fuck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
He slides into the ring and all the lights in the arena start flashing black and orange really fast as Jayson climbs to a turnbuckle and yells into the crowd as they cheer back at him.
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
The music starts to fade as Jayson waits for his opponent. }Vasco Dias: Jayson noticeably limping after that beat down from Cable Arcane in his last match.
Terri Morasco: Jayson is a fighter, Cable got the drop on him but he never gave up.
Vasco Dias: This kid is supposed to be the future of our industry and Cable made him look like a joke. I hope Field finishes what Cable started.
{ The lights go black and then the arena is suddenly bathed in gold tinted light. The words "Apple Presents" bleed across the screen in the arena. Then the words "The Crown Prince" follow. A loud explosion goes off as "A Cut Above" queues up. Noah Field steps into the arena with a smirk on his face and Morgan Kennedy at his side, trailed by Noah's hired muscle, Mark Mercer. Together the three of them march to the ring while Noah takes in the boos of the crowd. As the come to ringside pauses, flips his hair back, making sure it's perfection. Then he climbs up on the apron goes to the turnbuckle where he scales it. Noah runs his hands down his chest to his abs and mouths the words "perfection" before hopping off the turnbuckle into the ring, leaning against the ropes. }Vasco Dias: I love this kid, he’s everything a future champion should be.
Terri Morasco: He’s arrogant, cocky with a sense of self entitlement.
Vasco Dias: Perhaps but he’s also damn good.
{ Jayson is trying to loosen himself up as Noah looks arrogantly across the ring at him. The referee calls for the bell and both men move out to the center of the ring, moving around each other. Jayson moves in for the lock up and Noah gets under him and then slaps him in the back of the head and immediately starts to gloat. }Vasco Dias: Jayson is visibly slower here than normal.
Terri Morasco: But he’ll fight through it.
{ Jayson looks angry and spins around on Noah who ducks under the clothes line and immediately drops down and rolls out of the ring before Jayson can chase him down. Noah regroups on the outside with his personal enforcer Mercer who is whispering something into his ear. Jayson shakes his head and chases after Noah and goes to the outside but Mercer immediately blocks him as the referee starts to warn Mercer not to get involved. Mercer continues to block Jayson as Noah quickly moves his way all the way around the ring and comes running up behind Jayson and connects with a vicious chop block! }Vasco Dias: Yes! Noah with a chop block!
Terri Morasco: If Mercer hadn’t been blocking Jayson that would never have happened.
Vasco Dias: Make all the excuses you want but Noah got the drop on him.
{ Noah quickly pulls Jayson up to his feet and then whips him with all he’s got right into the steel steps! Jayson hits hard and falls to the floor as Noah again goads the fans with taunts and shrugging Jayson Matthews off. The referee starts his count but Noah rolls into the ring and gets in the referee’s face and gets him to turn his attention away from Jayson and onto him. Mercer sees the opening and runs up on the downed Jayson Matthews and begins to stomp him hard in the chest over and over again. }Terri Morasco: This is just sick!
Vasco Dias: No harm no foul!
Terri Morasco: He’s harming Jayson!
Vasco Dias: Not that the referee can see!
{ Mercer pulls Jayson up to his feet and hoists him onto his shoulders and then sends him down on top of the steel steps with the Mercenary Drop! }Terri Morasco: Jesus Christ!!!
Vasco Dias: That’s what I’m talking about.
{ Mercer pulls Jayson back up and rolls him into the ring and then quickly backs off as Noah is quick to get back on the offensive stomping the downed Jayson Matthews over and over again as the referee tries to regain control. Noah pushes the referee away and pulls Jayson up to his feet, slapping him in the face before picking him up and bringing him down with the Heir Apparent! }Vasco Dias: HEIR APPARENT! This kid is the future! Not that punk Jayson Matthews!
Terri Morasco: If Jayson wasn’t hurt coming into this match-
Vasco Dias: IF! IF! IF! There is no if! Noah Field is putting on a clinic!
{ Noah smiles as the crowd screams “DOUCHE BAG!” He picks Jayson up and laughs in his face before connecting with FIELD ENVY!!! }Vasco Dias: That’s it!!!
{ Noah arrogantly covers Jayson Matthews as the referee makes the count. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }Vasco Dias: NOAH FIELD HAS DONE!!!! He just beat the would be number one contender to the Imperial Championship! As far as I’m concerned this kid should be main eventing Legacy!
Terri Morasco: As far as I’m concerned he had a huge helping hand with the damage Cable caused to Jayson and then the damage Mercer caused tonight.
Vasco Dias: Make excuses if you like, Noah Field is the winner!
{ Noah Field celebrates as Morgan meets him in the ring with a big hug and the two start to celebrate a huge win for him. }----------------------------------------------------------
HEIRESS TO THE THRONE SEMI FINALS
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Sarah Jade Wilson vs Crystal Millar vs Kate Steele
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{The match went back and forth, but in the end it was Sarah Jade Wilson getting the win over Crystal Millar. As a result, Sarah Jade Wilson advances in the Heiress to the Throne, and Kate Steele will get a shot at the Shieldmaiden Championship at Lineage! (This match will be written in it’s entirety when I get home from work...I ran out of time…)}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Coward.”
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{The lights go out as the crowd chant for “Downfall of us All” by A Day to Remember hits the sound system. The crowd explode as Warren Kane comes through the curtain. He's dressed in casual clothes, jeans, and a new “Kane Legacy” T-shirt. He doesn’t stop to slap any of the fans hands, or any of that. Instead he goes right to the ring, with a very serious look on his face, and his Joker in the Pack briefcase at his side.}Vasco Dias: Well, it doesn’t look like Warren Kane is out here to waste any time at all!
Terri Morasco: This thing going on between him and Rob Diamond seems to have really effected him.
Warren Kane: ROB!!!!
{Warren is facing the entrance way, and all but screams the name down the microphone, stunning the crowd into silence, he throws his briefcase on the floor in the middle of the ring as he does.}Warren Kane: I’m tired of this shit Rob. Get your punk ass down here right now, and face me like a man!
{Nothing happens, as fans turn towards the entrance expecting Rob Diamond to make an appearance. Warren begins to pace in the ring, seemingly getting more and more angry as time goes on.}Warren Kane: Where’s the “InFamous” Rob Diamond, huh? The GOAT!? Where’s the man who never backs down from a challenge!? Oh...right, you only like to attack me when my back is turned, right? Get the hell out here, and face me like a man! You god damn child! Attacking me because I chose to team up with someone else!? Jumping me, like some kind of little bitch...for what? …..because of this!?
{He kicks the briefcase as he says “this” and the crowd don’t know how to react.}Warren Kane: In case you didn’t notice Robert, you were too busy trying to murder one of your best friends to sign up for some tag team tournament with me...right? ...but hey, I guess that’s what Rob “InFamous” Daimond does, right? Attacks those people he considers family one week, the enemy the next? HUH!? Get out here!
{Warren is cut off as "Jekle and Hyde" hits the pa. Warren doesn't look pleased to see his old friend as he struts out from behind the curtain with a smirk on his face and a mic in his hands. }Terri Morasco: I don't see this ending well.
{ His music stops as he looks down the ramp at Warren, his one time best friend. }Rob Diamond: Too busy trying to murder one of my best friends? I'm guessing all those blows to your head are starting to take a toll, Widdle Kane, but Steve Awesome started the war with me! I FINISHED IT! And let me ask, where were you while Steve Awesome was kicking my goddamn teeth down my throat at the Roulette!? Where we you when he did it again a month later!?
{ Warren goes to answer but Rob cuts him off. }Rob Diamond: YOU WERE TOO BUSY THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF! You and that little bitch, Fluffer Matthews! You didn't give a shit as Steve Awesome tried on three occasions to end my career! You didn't care as I sat on the side lines with a concussion! You didn't give a second thought about me, Widdle Kane, so yeah, once I got done playing you and the rest of the mindless fucking idiots I came out to the ring and beat the shit out of you!
{ Rob's chest heaves as he glares at Warren. }Rob Diamond: You wanna call me a coward, Widdle Kane? No, you got it wrong, I'm not a fucking coward. I'm INFAMOUS! And I'm done pretending to be the father figure you always longed for or the hero these brain dead morons in the crowd demand! I'm going to be selfish now! I'm going to do what I want, when I want and that includes fighting you.
Warren Kane: So you're not going to get into this ring and face me.
Rob Diamond: Not today I'm not.
Warren Kane: So you're a coward?
Rob Diamond: No! I'm smart, I'm protecting my brand! I've got a guaranteed contract-
Warren Kane: So you're a coward!?
{ Rob tilts his head, clearly getting frustrated and then starts to walk down the ramp toward the ring. Warren drops his mic and prepares himself for a fight. Rob hops up onto the apron and looks to climb in as Warren is begging him to get in there and fight him but Rob stops on the apron and raises his mic again. }Rob Diamond: A guaranteed contract that says I fight when I want to fight. And I don't want to fight today.
{ He drops off the apron and turns his back on Warren as he starts to head back up the ramp. Warren angrily rips his mic up off the mat. }Warren Kane: COWARD!!! What happened to not backing down from a fight!? What happened to standing up for yourself!? What happened to the real Rob Diamond!?
{ Rob stops and looks back at Warren with a huge grin. }Rob Diamond: You're looking at him.
{ He turns away from Warren again when suddenly Parkway Drives "Crushed" blasts from the PA system and the crowd go ape-shit. Spike Kane walks out from the back and stands on the stage, with Rob Diamond on the ramp giving him a "wtf do you want" look, and Warren in the ring.}Spike Kane: ....never in my life did I think I'd see Rob Diamond back down from a fight...but I get it, I get it! You're protecting your brand, your wealth, your stock in this company, right? Well fuck that!
Vasco Dias: Did he just!?
Terri Morasco: Live TV!!!
Spike Kane: We've rolled together for years Rob. We've crushed teams all over the world, and hey, we've failed too...but whenever we've had issues? We've dealt with them like men. We dealt with them, in the ring. We are InFamous - and that's how we roll. Just like you did with me two years ago, and just like you did with Steve barely weeks ago. Do you think it's fun for me watching you two go at it? Hell no...
{The crowd are on fire, because A) Spike fucking Kane, and B) He swore on live tv.}Spike Kane: But it is, what it is. You need to squash this, the way we've always done in the past. Next week is Lineage, right? So what do you say? the "InFamous" Rob Diamond versus Warren Kane? Leave it all in the ring, and move on? HUH?
Terri Morasco: This is huge! Spike is trying to make a match between his son and best friend for Lineage!
Vasco Morasco: I don't know if that's best for Rob's business.
Terri Morasco: I don't think Spike, Warren or anyone else gives a damn.
{ Rob just shakes his head as he looks up the ramp at Spike. }Rob Diamond: One condition.
{ Warren replies before Spike can. }Warren Kane: NAME IT!
{ Rob looks back Warren with a sick grin on his face. }Rob Diamond: STEEL CAGE MATCH!
Warren Kane: YOU GOT IT!
{ The crowd pops huge at this announcement as Spike nods approvingly. }Terri Morasco: This is a huge announcement! Warren Kane and Rob Diamond will be going at it next week in a steel cage match!
Vasco Dias: I hope Warren knows what he's getting himself into.
Terri Morasco: I think he does.
{ Warren's music hits as he and Rob lock eyes, Rob drops his mic and turns around to head up the ramp, shoulder bumping Spike as he passes, the two men sharing a very tension filled stare before Rob heads off into the back. }----------------------------------------------------------
MATCH
Nighthawk & Adam Knite Vs J.J. Gillmen & Teddy Steele
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{We come back from commercial as the tag team match between Adam Knite & Nighthawk vs Teddy Steele and JJ Gillmen is in full swing. Adam Knite has Steele in a headlock in the middle of the ring.}Vasco Dias: Welcome if you’ve just joined us, we’re underway in an Heir to the Throne tag team match right here. And KniteHawk have been in control from the get go here.
Terri Morasco: You mean Adam and Nighthawk?
Vasco Dias: No...it’s a pun….KniteHawk...on their name? ...I guess it only works in text…
{Inside the ring, Teddy Steele is starting to rally, and just as he manages to get to his feet, Adam tags in Nighthawk, who leaps over the ropes and takes Steele down with an impressive snapmare. Teddy rolls through, but right into another headlock. The team of Adam Knite and Nighthawk really wearing down Teddy Steele.}Vasco Dias: JJ Gillmen had a great start to this match rallying some great offence against the two so-called “veterans” but ever since Teddy came in, the match changed up real fast.
Terri Morasco: “Veterans”? Adam Knite was the king of nCw you dolt!
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but what has he done for me lately?
Terri Morasco: Beat Warren Kane?
Vasco Dias: ….shut up.
{Nighthawk drags Teddy to his feet, but Teddy shifts his weight and bounces into the ropes, using the momentum to free himself from the hold and bounce off the opposite ropes, he comes diving back with a huge forearm that takes Nighthawk down, before flopping to the ground. The crowd are on their feet for both men as they both begin to crawl to their corners. Just as Gillmen reaches out his hand Teddy dives clear across the ring to tag him in to a surprisingly huge cheer from the crowd.}Terri Morasco: JJ Gillmen is really winning the hearts of the IWF fans!
Vasco Dias: He’s about to win an asswhoopin’!
{Nighthawk reaches up to tag Adam in, but Adam is already on his way through the ropes, causing some confusion and concern with the wrestling machine. However all becomes apparent as JJ sprints across the ring and right into a huge KNITES OF THE ROUND FROM ADAM KNITE!!!! The crowd go mental seeing the move, but Adam doesn’t stop. He charges across the ring and clotheslines Teddy Steele over the top rope, following him in the process.}Terri Morasco: It seemed like there was some kind of mis-communication there between Adam and N-
Vasco Dias: KNITEHAWK!
Terri Morasco: Get over yourself.
{Hawk uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and considers covering Gillmen, but instead begins to motion for him to get up. Eventually JJ staggers to his feet, and Nighthawk swoops in, spinning him around and hooking him up for the BLUE CRUSH!!! NIGHTHAWK COVERS…..ONE! …..TWO! ….THREE!!!!}Vasco Dias: KNITEHAWK WINS!
Terri Morasco: You’re never going to let this go, are you?
Vasco Dias: They both get ten points towards their total Heir to the Throne progress, and did you see how selfless Adam Knite was? He opted for the team win, rather than personal glory!
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SEGMENT
”What do you say?”
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{The camera cuts backstage where Willy Carter is seen holding a microphone.}Willy Carter: Please welcome my guest at this time, Addisyn Starr!
{The camera pans over and she is standing there alone. Without warning she fakes like she is going to kick Carter below the belt. She then gives him a playful smile.}Addisyn Starr: Don't worry Willy. You don't have anything I want...
{She glances down below his waist before looking back to his face.}Addisyn Starr: Or maybe you do...
{She continues to flash a playful smile at him. Willy Carter tries to regain his composure.}Willy Carter: Addisyn, last week you made it very clear to the Man of Steel champion Ryan Shane that you wanted a shot as the title.
Addisyn Starr: Want...deserve...however you want to call it. All I know is that after last week Ryan is running scared. I embarrassed him and put him in his place, which is obviously beneath me.
{The fans boo at the thought at it.}Addisyn Starr: I questioned his manhood and he stood there and did nothing. For the third week in a row I left Ryan laying in a pile on the floor. He should be out here demanding a match with me...but like I said he is scared.
{Willy tries to interject but Addisyn will not be stopped.}Addisyn Starr: Ryan, why do you refuse to stand up for yourself? Is it because I'm a woman, does that make you think less of me? Even after I've held my own against you? You can't even pull my hair a little bit, or give me a firm slap to the face?
{Some of the fans cheer at the thought of her getting a little comeuppance.}Addisyn Starr: I guess if you won't stand up I will have to come down to your level.
{She gets down on her knees and begins to beg. This gets a reaction from some of the men in the crowd.}Addisyn Starr: Please, oh please Ryan, give little ole me a title shot! I know I'm just a weak little girl, but please grant me this one chance!
{She gets back to her feet and smirks at the camera.}Addisyn Starr: Is that what you wanted Ryan? I asked for the match. Will you accept it now that you think I'm a little girl? Does you make you feel better to think of me as something other than the real competitor I am?
{For the first time her facial expression turns to a more serious one.}Addisyn Starr: This Sunday at Lineage Ryan, what do you say? Or are you still too scared? If you are I will take the title from you right here and now. It's only a matter of time until I'm Woman of Steel champion anyway!
{Finally hearing enough Ryan Shane enters the picture to a chorus of cheers. The Man of Steel title over his left shoulder.}Ryan Shane: Addisyn, I've had enough of your games. I guess that is the closest I will get to you asking for a match.
{She notices he isn't looking her in the eyes.}Addisyn Starr: My eyes are up here Ryan...
{He doesn't look her in the eyes and instead looks into the camera.}Ryan Shane: I'm a fighting champion. If she wants it, she has it. Ryan Shane versus Addisyn Starr at Lineage.
{He walks away leaving Willy Carter alone with Addisyn Starr once again.}Willy Carter: I guess you got exactly what you wanted after all.
Addisyn Starr: I always do!
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SHIELDMAIDEN CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Pandora Freeman Vs Paige Garcia(c)
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the IWF SHIELDMAIDEN CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
{The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV, glowsticks, people waving and bouncing before the beat drops and out slams PAndoa, light up like a christmas tree by UV, as light slwoly bleed back to the area Panodora dances down tothe ring, esily gracing movements as she hops up the apron and climbs in before gripping the top rope and arching back down to touch the ring mat with herdead a leave her feet on the ground making quite the arch as she rises up slowly still bouncing to the music asshe encoruages the crowd to move with her.}Terri Morasco: A big opportunity for this young lady.
Vasco Dias: Indeed. I don’t know if she’s ready…
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{“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: Accompanied to the ring by her sister Sara, from San Diego, California, weighing 126 pounds…PAIGE GARCIA!
{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.}{The girls begin to circle each other before Paige steps forward for a lock up with Pandora. The two lock up, and Paige skips behind Pandora wrenching her arm. Pandora slaps her shoulder once, trying to deal with the pain as Paige wrenches it harder and harder. Second time around Pandora manages to slip through and reverse the hold on Paige. After a couple of wrenches Paige leans into the ropes and bounce off them, causing Pandora to break the hold. On the return she hits the skies and nails a huge crossbody on Freeman.}Vasco Dias: Champion showing how it’s done!
{Paige is right back to her feet, but Pandora isn't far behind her. Paige storms for a lariat, but Pandora ducks underneath and grabs Garcia’s arm in the process sending her across the ring with modified arm drag. Paige rolls right through to her feet only for Pandora to hit her with another arm drag. Almost rinse and repeat as Paige rolls through once more but this time she grabs the ropes and pulls herself away and once Freeman opens herself up, expecting another, she then runs forward and slams her foot right into Pandora's face with a yakuza kick}Terri Morasco: That viciousness is why she’s held that belt for so long.
{The crowd react with some boos, but Paige couldn't care less as he stands over Pandora. She pulls her head up by her hair, and the ref starts shouting at her, but she ignores me. She takes her foot and places it between the two chunks of hair she has and as she let's go of the hair she stamps her foot down, slamming the new girls face into the mat!}Terri Morasco: Paige is clearly making a point here.
Vasco Dias: That point is “this is my ring!”
{The referee pushes Paige away as he takes a moment to check on Pandora, Garcia parades around the ring taunting both the crowd and Freeman. As the referee asks if Pandora is OK to continue she nods her head furiously, clearly not letting this be the end of the match for her. She uses the ropes to climb to her feet, and she gets a fair pop from the crowd for having the guts to continue the fight. With her back to her feet, Paige moves in for another lock up.}Terri Morasco: Gotta give Pandora credit here.
Vasco Dias: I do, she’s been on a roll. Hence the title shot!
{The two lock up, and Pandora immediately takes Paige over with a headlock takedown. Garcia squirms trying to get free, but Kate applies more pressure. Taking another stance, Paige staggers to her feet, bringing Freeman with her. She backs up into the ropes, and pushes Pandora off of her, sending her into the opposite ropes, on the return Paige drops to the mat and Pandora steps over her, hitting the ropes once more, this time on the return Garcia grabs the arm of Pandora and takes her down with an arm drag, but she doesn’t let go of the arm, and instead rolls the arm drag into an armbar. However, Freeman manages to grab the ropes very quickly but Paige doesn’t break the hold, the referee begins to count her, ONE…..TWO…….THREE…..FOUR…- and she finally breaks the hold..}Vasco Dias: She has til five, don’t freak out.
{As both women get to their feet, the crowds anticipation begins to grow. This time as they move forward, Pandora takes a different approach, and unleashes a salvo of kicks, to the left leg, right leg, left mid section, right mid section, and finishing up with a spinning wheel kick taking Paige down! Pandora Freeman is starting to feel the momentum, as she steps around to lock the champion into a sleeper from a prone position. However, Garcia panics and begins to scramble immediately, crawling for the ropes. Freeman manages to drag her bag into the ring, but in the process Paige readjusts herself, and grabs her for a roll up pin, the ref counts...ONE! ..T-KICKOUT. Pandora looks shocked at the pin attempt, but Paige quickly puts some distance between the two.}
Vasco Dias: OH! ALMOST!
Terri Morasco: Pandora let her focus drop for just a second and it almost cost her the match.
{Freeman is back to her feet, but this time it is Paige who comes at her hard. She grabs Pandora with a surprising amount of strength and nails an impressively quick snap suplex! Pandora lands in a heap across the ring, and Garcia begins to stalk her, arms outstretched with a smirk on her face. Freeman slowly makes it to her feet, Paige grabs her from behind and lifts her onto her shoulders...ALL ABOUT ME!!! Paige Garcia covers…..ONE! …...TWO! …...THREE!!!}
Vasco Dias: And Paige picks up yet another victory here, she’s one hell of a diamond!
Terri Morasco: Like you said Vasco, there’s a reason she’s been such a dominant champion, but don’t count Pandora out. That was a great showing from the newbie, and I don’t think that this is the last we’ll see of her and the Shieldmaiden.
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Kyle Mason & Freakke Vs Gibberg & Solomon Kahn
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Terri Morasco: Welcome back everyone, now it’s time to welcome back some familiar faces.
Vasco Dias: You mean welcome back Kyle Mason and lament the return of Freakke?
Terri Morasco: You’re unbelievable.
{ Eminem - Survival blares through the PA system as Kyle Mason steps out from behind the curtains. Natasha appears behind him as he thrust his hands in the air. Natasha runs her hand on his chest before kissing him on his cheek and joining his side as he walks down to the ring. Mason hops up on the ring apron and sits on the ropes to allow Natasha in the ring. Natasha smiles at Mason as she climbs up on the ring apron and slowly bends over in front of Mason before stepping into the ring. Kyle joins her in the ring as streamers fly into the ring. Natasha gives Kyle a few words of advice before leaving the ring and Kyle leans against the turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin. }
Vasco Dias: Kyle Mason is a real fighter, he could go far now he’s back.
Terri Morasco: He was unlucky to have to leave for a while during what looked like a resurgence, can he keep it up?
Vasco Dias: Of course he can, Terri.
{ The lights flicker with the intro music's drum roll as Freakke explodes out and onto the stage with the burst of brass and guitar. He jumps around on the stage a bit before moving towards the ring, hugging the sides to get close to his Cretins, hyping them all the way. By the time the chorus kicks in again, he's in the ring and jumping around, climbing the turn buckles and trying to hype the fans again. After playing to the crowd a moment or two more, he looks towards his opponent with a cocky and wide grin. }
Terri Morasco: Kyle has an… interesting partner this week, can they co-exist?
Vasco Dias: You mean can I bear to watch.
Terri Morasco: You realise your job is to sell this match, right?
{ The bell rings as Kyle elects to start this match off, with Gibberg already in the ring as their partners exit to stand on the apron. The pair lock up and push back and forth but Kyle easily gains the upper hand, driving a knee into the midriff of Gibberg, forcing him to keel over. Mason takes advantage and drives an elbow into the back of his skull which rings his ears as Gibberg frantically tries to get away, only to have his legs swept from under him with a well timed kick from Kyle. Mason climbs on top of Gibberg and begins to throw some punches before the official pulls him away and begins to warn him about his conduct. Gibberg tries his best to use this time to retreat to a corner, but he only manages to eat a running big boot from an observant Mason who comes charging across the ring, leaving Gibberg to crumple into a heap on the mat, putting the returnee in total control. }
Vasco Dias: Here’s a real specimen, Mason is so agile yet strong for a man his size, he could go places.
Terri Morasco: I won’t deny that and he’s on top in these early stages.
Vasco Dias: Don’t worry, Morasco, he’s got this.
{ Kyle wastes little time, yanking Gibberg up off the mat before planting him with a well executed suplex which demonstrates he has not missed a beat and is definitely not suffering from ring rust. Mike lifts himself up, planting a few boots to the upper body of Gibberg before leaping up to drop his leg across his throat. Kyle goes for a cover, but Gibberg kicks out at one, signalling that Mason is going to need to do a little more to finish this match off. Kyle picks him up again and drops him with two snap suplexes, shaking the ring with each impact before landing a third, followed by two stomps, his patented Imperial March technique. Mason drags Gibberg over to his corner and begins to stomp on him before grabbing him and landing a big hip toss which sends him back to the middle of the ring. Kyle turns to look at Freakke, pausing briefly before extending his hand for a tag. }
Vasco Dias: See how honourable Kyle is? Letting this special case have a go on a softened up opponent?
Terri Morasco: He’s certainly landed some critical damage, what can Freakke show us?
{ Freakke tags himself in, jumping up to the top rope where he leaps into the air and hits Gibber with a missile drop kick which sends him crashing to the mat. Freakke gets up and drags Gibberg by his head and plants him with a bulldog before wrapping an arm around his head to land a few punches. Soloman protests but this only prompts Freakke to lift himself up and barrel towards Khan, knocking him flying off the apron into Person of Colour Rob Diamond and Thunder Sid below. The crowd pop as Freakke lands a big kick to the ribs of a slowly recovering Gibberg to keep him well and truly grounded. Thunder Sid jumps up, preparing to defend his fallen comrade but as he jumps up on the apron he suddenly remembers his crippling fear of clowns as Freakke grins from ear to ear at him, leaving Sid frozen on the spot. }
Terri Morasco: Looks like Freakke has not lost any of his unique energy. He’s even managed to paralyse Sid!
Vasco Dias: You mean he still looks like a pigeon on meth that landed in your handbag?
Terri Morasco: Can you ever say anything positive?
Vasco Dias: No comment.
{ Freakke laughs as he turns away to grabs Gibberg but Kyle is in no mood for game as he comes charging across the ring, dropkicking Sid right off the apron with a massive show of force! Freakke picks up Gibberg and calls out to Kyle who lifts himself back up. The pair share a brief conversation as Freakke nods sadistically before tossing Gibberg to Kyle who grabs him quickly, planting him with The Quickening! Kyle drags Gibberg’s lifeless body to the middle of the ring as Freakke climbs the turnbuckle and the crowd get to their feet in anticipation as he hypes them all up. He steadies himself, pointing at Gibberg before leaping up to hit a Big Top Drop! Freakke goes for the cover…. 1…..2…..3!!! Freakke and Kyle Mason pick up a returning victory here with two impressive displays of dominance! }
Terri Morasco: Impressive returns from Kyle Mason and Freakke, a bit of an odd pairing but they got the job done.
Vasco Dias: You mean Kyle did, thankfully he is free of this clown after today.
Terri Morasco: Freakke more than played his part, Vasco.
{ The referee holds both their hands up as the pair bask in their welcome back to IWF and the Legion of Jobbers regroup on the outside of the ring as we cut to a brief commercial break. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Addisyn Starr (Steel O'Buffington) vs Jaxson Cage
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{Sulfer blares over the PA system while the lights dim down. Jaxson Cage appears from behind the curtains and quickly makes his way to the ring. He enters nonchalantly enters the ring and hypes himself up as he prepares to enter "The zone."}
Terri Morasco: The upstart Jaxson Cage is looking forward to upsetting the heavily favored dynamic of Addisyn Starr and Steel O'Buffington...although it's not a fair one in my opinion.
Vasco Dias: Nothin's fair in life and war, hunny-boo..
Terri Morasco: Do me a favor, 'kay? Don't EVER call me "hunny-boo" again!
{The lights turn off and "Applause" by Lady Gaga begins to play and the fans begin to boo. A single spot light in the shape of a star shines down on the entrance ramp. Addisyn comes walking out wearing a big eccentric robe with her name inside a star decoration on the back, she turns around and shows it off to the crowd. False bulb flashes go off from in front of her as the camera strobes around and she poses for pictures. as Steel steps out and stands behind her. She throws the rope off and turns around with her arms outstretched soaking in the imaginary admiration of the crowd. David Conrad who is in the ring, having taken the microphone from the real ring announcer introduces her.}
David Conrad: And introducing, from Hollywood, California. The biggest name in show business, the greatest wrestler on the face of the Earth, the queen of the world... Addisyn Starr!
{Pyro shoots off from behind Addisyn as the lights come back on and the fans are loudly voicing their displeasure. Addisyn stops half way down the ramp and begins holding her knee, clearly pretending to limp now... that is until she gets to the ring. When she climbs onto the apron and flips into the ring where she runs to a corner holding her arms out playing to the fans. Steel slides into the ring after her and stands there with his arms crossed. Addisyn jumps down and makes her way over to Steel where she kneels in front of him, putting her arms out once more.}
David Conrad: However, thanks to a recent injury she will be represented tonight by her consort... Steel O'Buffington!
Steel O'Buffington: That's not my n....
{The microphone is cut off and Steel sighs before turning around and mugging for the camera as Addisyn smiles devilishly from her knees in front of her monster of a companion.}
[DING!]
{Jaxson and Steel, just about equal in size and stature, begin the match by brawling in the center of the ring, trading rights and lefts as O'Buffington backs his opponent up into the corner; the ref pulls the slightly larger man away from Cage as Addisyn looks on with a slight smirk on her mug. Jaxson and Steel start trading punches once more...that is, before O'Buffington kicks Cage hard in the ribs, causing him to buckle to his knees. With a giant grin on his kisser, Steel goes right to work, clubbing Cage in the back of the neck with some hard rights before shooting him in; Jaxson bounces off the ropes and into a HARD powerslam that crunches his opponent's spine to the canvas! O'Buffington, after stomping away on Cage's ribs even more, drops the elbow and Jaxson and goes for a lateral press.}
1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{Addisyn scowls from her perch at ringside as Steel continues the offensive, yanking Cage back to his feet before spiking him to the deck--courtesy of a slick-looking tornado DDT! He then drags his opponent towardsAddisyn, who promptly begins slapping the piss out of Jaxson in the face! As the crowd boos, the referee sees what's going on and points to the woman at ringside, giving her the old-fashioned baseball umpire's "YER OUT!" signal.}
Referee: Miss Starr...YER GONE!
{Addisyn starts barking at the official along with Steel O'Buffington! The pair are all up in arms as they continue their argument, not knowing that Jaxson Cage has managed to prop himself back to a vertical base. As redshirts head down the ramp to escort Starr backstage, Jaxson is able to get behind O'Buffington and drive a good, sharp right hand to the small of the back, clutching his ribs as he does so. Winded after having his chest caved in earlier, Jaxson sends his opponent for the ride; Steel bounces off the ropes and into a dropkick, followed by a second and a third! Cage continues his attack, applying a release German suplex, sending his slightly bigger rival flying toward the bottom rope. Steel O'Buffington rolls out of the ring and onto the floor, still visibly upset as the referee stars the ten-count.}
Terri Morasco: O'Buffington trying to play mind games here!
Vasco Dias: Not of Cage has anything to say about it--look at this!!
{But Jaxson won't give his rival any sort of breathing room, for he heads to the outside and starts firing away with martial arts-esque roundhouse kicks and punches that have the big man backed up against the safety fence; Cage shoots O'Buffington in, who rashes shoulder first into the steel steps before being unceremoniously dumped back into the ring! Picking his opponent back up, Jaxson then applies a hard German suplex, transitioning the maneuver into a bridge.}
1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{Jaxson stands up and keeps marching on, trying to set O'Buffington up for his trademark Spinout Seated Powerbomb--only to be swiftly kicked in the stomach yet again! Cage crumples to the deck, clutching his midsection as Steel ekes out a sinister grin, looking to do more damage. Pulling his rival back to an upright position, Steel applies a bearhug, trying to squeeze the life out of Jaxson Cage!}
Vasco Dias: Bearhug!
Terri Morasco: This could be the end for Jaxson Cage!!
{The referee checks to make sure that Cage wants to continue, but eventually...his left arm drops for the first time!}
ONE!
{The crowd tries to get behind the upstart Cage, but the pressure of the bearhug is tightened even more, causing his arm to drop for a second time!}
TWO!!
{The peanut gallery is in full gear as Jaxson keeps his arms up, pounding away on the side of Steel O'Buffington's noggin to break the bearhug! Kicking him in the midsection, Jaxson Cage LIFTS HIS OPPONENT OVER HIS HEAD BEFORE APPLYING HIS SURVIVOR'S REMORSE F-5 MANEUVER! Cage goes for the pin...}
1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEE--AWWWWWWW...!!!
{Jaxson Cage widens his eyes like saucers, wondering what the hell it was going to take in order to beat Steel O'Buffington! He then recomposes himself before making an attempt at a second Survivor's Remorse finisher...only to be rolled up into a surprise small package! O'Buffington makes the cover, putting his feet on the bottom rope--unseen by the man in stripes!}
1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE SEMI FINALS
SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Sara Garcia
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Semi-Final match in the Heiress to the Throne Tournament!!!
{"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way.}
Alison Valance: From Belfast, Northern Ireland, FIONA...MCFLY!!!
Terri Morasco: She has a huge chance here to catch up to Sara in the Heiress to the Throne tournament.
Vasco Dias: She has a chance, but how many other times has she had “a chance” and let it slip through her fingertips?
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{“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: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 pounds…SARA Garcia!
{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: And here’s the woman who has breezed through this tournament to date.
Terri Morasco: She got help from her sister.
Vasco Dias: True...but I did the math and even without those points earned by Paige...she’d still be ahead of everyone by five points.
{Sara hugs her sister who drops down to ringside with the Shieldmaiden Title over her shoulder after retaining earlier in the night. Sara and Fiona step to the center of the ring and Sara mocks her style before pie facing her in the center of the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Blatant disrespect there.
Vasco Dias: Why should she respect Fiona? What has she done?
{Fiona was spun around and as she turns back, Sara goes to hit her with the “Knockout Kiss” Standing Side Kick, but Fiona ducks and hits a revolving Sara with a few forearms, rocking her into the ropes before sending her to the far side. Fiona goes for a Back Body Drop but telegraphs the move as Sara stops in her tracks and kicks Fiona right in the face, standing her up straight and back into the ropes. She grabs hold of Fiona and sends her into the far side before grabbing hold of her on the rebound and whipping her through the air with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker, sending Fiona writhing in pain.}
Vasco Dias: Huge backbreaker by Sara!
Terri Morasco: Fiona is in a bad predicament here.
{Sara grabs hold of both of Fiona’s arms and stretches her while placing a knee in the spine of the Irish Diamond. Fiona shakes her head “no”, not willing to give up at this juncture. The crowd urges her on as Sara glares out at all of them. Fiona starts stomping her foot, egging on the crowd who clap along with her as she first gets to her feet and then turns around, breaking Sara’s grip, then grabbing her by the head and snapping her over with a Snap Suplex! Fiona floats into the corner but only gets a one count. She quickly follows up though and waits for Sara to get to her feet before grabbing her from behind and planting her into the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep!}
Terri Morasco: Fiona with the offense here.
Vasco Dias: Can she sustain it? That’s always been her problem.
{Fiona now waits for Sara to get to her feet and grabs her around the head, looking for the “Sending Off” but Sara pushes her off and as Fiona turns is hit by the “Knockout Kiss”!!}
Terri Morasco: Fiona might be out cold!
Vasco Dias: That’s a shot to the face there.
{Sara takes a second to recoup from the abuse she has taken at the hands of Fiona. She climbs through the ropes and to the top while waiting for Fiona, who is struggling, to get to her feet. As she does, she turns and Sara hits her with a Missile Dropkick.}
Vasco Dias: And now it’s Sara with the momentum…
Terri Morasco: Fiona looks like she could be in trouble here…
{Sara grabs Fiona from behind and lifts her on her shoulders for the “All About Me” Rack Attack, but Fiona manages to slip out behind Sara, turning, grabbing her by the head, and PLANTING HER WITH THE “SENDING OFF”! Fiona hooks the leg…
1!
2!
3!!....NO!!!
Sara’s foot is draped over the bottom rope at the very last second and the referee waves off the count!}
Terri Morasco: Fiona was mere seconds away from heading to the Heiress to the Throne Finals!
Vasco Dias: But it wasn’t to be as Sara used great ring awareness to get her foot on the bottom rope!
{Fiona can’t believe her luck as she clutches her head, pulling it back behind her with a look of frustration on her face as she smacks the mat and stands to her feet. She pulls Sara to her feet and lifts her into a Torture Rack position of her own, looking for the Cat O’Nine Tales, but Sara struggles out of it, grabbing Fiona and spinning her into a kick to the gut before hooking both arms and lifting Fiona into the air with a Double Underhook Backbreaker!}
Terri Morasco: The pain that Fiona is going through has to be intense!
Vasco Dias: You think it was bad? Now look.
{On cue, Sara wraps Fiona’s legs around hers and spins her around, hooking both arms, and pulling her back into the modified Scorpion Crosslock she calls the “Bow to the Queen”!}
Vasco Dias: Right in the center of the ring!
Terri Morasco: Fiona denying the submission victory.
{Fiona declines to submit as Sara pulls way back on the hold with a scream before turning it to a smile, demanding Fiona tap. Fiona struggles again and in the end is forced to succumb to the pain, tapping out to the hold as the bell rings.}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner...advancing in the Heiress to the Throne...SARA...GARCIA!!!
Terri Morasco: And Sara’s dominance continues.
Vasco Dias: Did you really think it would come to an end here?
{Sara and Paige celebrate in the ring with a hug as the scene fades away to commercial.}
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HEIR TO THE THRONE
TAG TEAM MATCH
The winners of the match get 10 points toward their Heir to the Throne total, the man to score the pinfall or submission gets 5 extra points.
Dre Cutler and Cable Arcane vs Ryan Shane and JFK
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{ We come back from commercial break with Ryan Shane having grounded Cable Arcane in the center of the ring with a rear chin lock. Cable is fighting to break free but Ryan just keeps wrenching him and keeping him on the mat. Dre is pacing on the apron desperate to get in the ring as Cable has only tagged him in when needed while JFK has an arrogant grin on his face as he just watches. }
Terri Morasco: This match has almost been exclusively Cable and Shane going tit for tat!
Vasco Dias: Cable Arcane wants to make a point tonight by knocking off another “top guy.”
Terri Morasco: Well the only point he’s making right now is that he can’t win this match on his own.
Vasco Dias: Meanwhile our arrogant Man of Steel Champion has all but refused to tag JFK back in since the opening bell.
Terri Morasco: JFK started the match and was not very happy when Shane tagged himself in early on.
{ Ryan wrenches him again but Cable starts to fire off alternating elbow shots to his mid section which loosens Ryan’s grip enough to start getting back to his feet. Cable manages to throw Shane off but Ryan comes right back with a swinging neckbreaker on Cable Arcane! Cable starts to get up but Ryan is right there with the Southpaw Shuffle ending in the discus punch but Cable stays standing! Ryan grabs him with the Right Now-Thern Lights suplex! Cable tries to roll to his feet and looks to tag in Dre but Shane is right there to cut him off with a running knee lift! }
Terri Morasco: Cable had the early advantage nearly knocking Ryan out but Ryan grounded him with a devastating charging lariat and has been in control ever since.
Vasco Dias: Ryan Shane is just continuing his lucky streak he’s been on.
{ JFK yells out to Ryan to “Share the wealth!” but Ryan ignores him as he grabs Cable and pulls him up to his feet. Cable comes out of nowhere with a leaping knee to the face of Ryan Shane. Cable grabs him and fires off to knees to the gut of Shane and follows it right up with a spinning back fist! Dre is going insane on the apron as he screams for the tag. Cable lines up one more shot and picks Shane up for a double underhook back breaker before stumbling backward into his corner and tagging in Dre Cutler! }
Terri Morasco: Cutler with the hot tag!
Vasco Dias: Looks like Shane is in trouble!
{ Dre storms into the ring and sends Ryan head over heels with a clothes line! Shane tries to get right up but Cutler comes running at him again with a flying heel kick! Cutler lets out a roar and grabs Ryan and pulls him up to his feet and hits a European upper cut, then another and another. He drives Shane into a neutral corner and takes a step back before running in at Ryan full speed but Shane moves and drop toe holds Dre and sends him face first into the second turnbuckle. Ryan pulls himself up using the ropes and staggers forward when JFK slaps him hard across the back and the referee calls for the bell. }
Vasco Dias: About damn time Karn got in here!
Terri Morasco: Ryan doesn’t look very happy about that tag!
Vasco Dias: He doesn’t have to be happy, he should want to win!
{ JFK smiles smugly at Shane as he climbs into the ring, the two exchanging some words as JFK turns his attention to Dre Cutler. Dre pulls himself up in the corner of the ring and Karn runs in with the Bullet with a Name on Dre Cutler! Cutler stumbles out of the corner and JFK hits the KARN KICK! Dre seems to be down and JFK goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! Cable breaks it up! }
Vasco Dias: Cable saving his team!
Terri Morasco: Will Shane help JFK here!?
{ Cable pulls Karn up to his feet but Karn comes out of nowhere with the Hangman’s Neckbreaker on Cable who drops down then pops up and stumbles into the corner of Ryan Shane who grabs him and pulls him out over the top rope and both men go tumbling down to the arena floor. }
Terri Morasco: Looks like Shane is trying to be a team player!
{ Karn smiles and shakes his head as he turns his attention back to Dre Cutler who has climbed out onto the apron and springboards back in with a SPEAR!!!! }
Terri Morasco: DRE SAYS HI FROM THE APRON!!!!
{ Cutler pins JFK as Ryan Shane and Cable Arcane fight on the outside of the ring. ONE! TWO! Shane tries to slide in but Cable stops him. THREE!!!! }
Terri Morasco: Dre Cutler and Cable Arcane pick up the win here tonight and ten points each in the Heir to the Throne!!! But more importantly, Dre gets five extra points for scoring the pin!
Vasco Dias: I don’t think JFK is going to be very happy about this out come.
{ Shane backs off, visibly upset at his partner as Cable climbs back in. Dre reaches out to him, hoping to shake his hand but Cable pulls away and tells the referee to raise his hand. The referee raises them both separately as we head to a break. }
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HEIR TO THE THRONE
TAG TEAM MATCH
The winners of the match get 10 points toward their Heir to the Throne total.
Falcon vs Mike Laszlo
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Alison Valance: The following is YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING and is for ten points to the winners Heir To The Throne total!!
{The low drawl of Eve to Adam's Immortal starts. After a few seconds, it kicks into the full sound, and the man known simply as Falon exited the curtain. Jane, the handler, in tow, and the pair walk to the ring. Falcon climbs in, immediately heading to a corner and sitting down, leaning against the turnbuckle, arms draped over the second rope. Jane makes her way to a special front row ringside seat. The song slowly fades away, and once the bell rings Falcon grabs the rope and hauls himself up to stand, ready to fight.}
Alison Valance: From Boston, Mass. weighing in at 220 pounds...FALCON!
Terri Morasco: This should be a great match up in the Heir to the Throne tournament.
Vasco Dias: Say what you will...Mike is looking to make an impact after the loss last week.
Terri Morasco: But Falcon also looks to make that same impact.
Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{"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.}
Alison Valance: 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.}
Terri Morasco: He lost the match and his tie in the Heir To The Throne with Adam Knite last week. This time he looks to climb back to the top, and a win here would help a long way in that.
Vasco Dias: And that’s EXACTLY what he’s going to do...just you watch.
{The bell rings and the two men walk to the center of the ring where Falcon offers his hand after the bit of sportsmanship shown by Laszlo last week to Adam Knite. Mike looks from side to side before staring down at the open hand. A smirk comes over his face as he reaches for Falcon’s hand, but instead, punches him in the face, rocking the veteran. Laszlo continues on the assault, knocking Falcon into the corner and continuing with the shots until Falcon falls into the corner.}
Terri Morasco: A hard shot to Falcon to start and now the assault is on!
Vasco Dias: Serves Falcon right. He thinks he’s in the same league as Adam Knite? He think he deserves a handshake?
{Mike is backed off by the referee who turns to check on Falcon, but has to dodge out of the way as Mike comes flying in with a huge knee to the side of Falcon’s head before dragging him out of the corner by his heels and hooking the leg only to get a two count.}
Terri Morasco: Mike hasn’t let up.
Vasco Dias: This is the Laszlo we like to see around here.
{Mike lifts Falcon to his feet and tries to lift him into the air for a Vertical Suplex, but Falcon manages to spin around and land behind Mike, running and leaping onto the ropes before Springboarding toward Mike, grabbing him by the head and hitting him with a Tornado DDT!}
Terri Morasco: And just like that, the reversal of fortunes.
Vasco Dias: Impressive...I guess…
{Falcon climbs the ropes and with his back turned on the top rope, he leaps in the air and hits a Diving Moonsault on a prone Laszlo, hooking the leg, only getting a two count for his efforts before Laszlo is able to get his shoulder up off the mat.}
Terri Morasco: And the momentum is strongly in the corner of Falcon here.
Vasco Dias: All these flippy moves...he’s pandering to the crowd with them.
Terri Morasco: Maybe so, but they are effective!
{Falcon gets to his feet and pulls Laszlo up by the head, locking him up, looking like he was going to spike him down with a hard DDT, but Laszlo is able to spin out of it, keeping hold of Falcon’s arm, pulling him in and lifting him up and slamming him down hard into the mat with a Spinning Spinebuster! He falls to the side after, still recovering from the moves of Falcon.}
Terri Morasco: Both of these men are starting to pull out the heavy maneuvers here!
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but it looks like the momentum may have shifted again.
{Mike grabs Falcon by the head and pulls him between his legs, hooking both arms before lifting the returning veteran into the air with a Double Underhook Backbreaker he calls the “Welcome to the C-L-E!!” Mike hooks the leg with the cover but only manages a two and a half!}
Terri Morasco: A huge backbreaker by Laszlo, but it wasn’t enough to put Falcon down.
Vasco Dias: There’s more to come...don’t worry.
{Mike lifts Falcon to his feet and up in the air into a Vertical Suplex position, looking to drop him with the “No Mercy”, but Falcon falls behind and leaps up into an Enziguri! Mike is stunned as he is also spun around where Falcon grabs hold of Mike and drops him with a Russian Leg Sweep! Falcon then looks around as the crowd can sense what he’s thinking and starts cheering as Falcon exits the ring, and climbs the turnbuckle!}
Terri Morasco: Falcon looking for the Swanton perhaps?
Vasco Dias: Wait! Look!
{Alexis jumps up on the apron and starts yelling at Falcon, getting right next to him as he waves at her to get down. Meanwhile, Mike is now up and runs into the ropes, causing Falcon to lose his balance and crotch himself on the corner. Mike climbs to the second turnbuckle after a few shots and looks to Superplex Falcon into the center of the ring, but after two lift attempts, Falcon strikes Mike’s ribs and then hits a desperation Headbutt that sends Mike falling into the center of the ring. Falcon regains his composure and gets up on the top before leaping off with the SWANTON BOMB...LANDING ON MIKE’S KNEES!!!}
Vasco Dias: What a counter!
{Falcon stumbles off the ropes and Mike rolls him up in the center of the ring, grabbing hold of the tights!
1!
2!!
3!!!
The bell rings as Mike escapes the ring!}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, gaining ten points in the Heir to the Throne...MIKE...LASZLOOOO!!!
{Mike and Alexis back up the ramp as Falcon looks on shaking his head.}
Terri Morasco: Way to ruin a good match!
Vasco Dias: Terri, you win by hook or crook, it doesn’t matter...as long as you win.
{The camera goes back to the smiling faces of Alexis and Mike with the IWF Sacrifice Logo showing up down in the corner as the broadcast comes to an end.}
Well howdy there pardner.