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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Eva Broussard vs Zara Pajari vs Stephanie Sullivan
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{The arena lights die out as the opening of "BLKKK SKKKN HEAD" by Kanye West plays, before flashing on and off to the beat of the drums. As the song settles into something slightly less chaotic at the ten second mark, a spotlight shines on the stage and Zara Pajari emerges from Gorilla to an outpouring of boos and jeers. A slightly puzzled look crosses her face and leans forward, placing two fingers to her ear as if to ask the crowd to speak up. They oblige and she laughs before sauntering down the ramp, hurling insults at the crowd.}Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois; she is the Self-Proclaimed Kanye West of Professional Wrestling... Zara Paraji!
Terri Morasco: Zara has had a hard go of it since debuting in IWF but a win here tonight could sky rocket her to the top of the Shieldmaiden rankings.
Vasco Dias: At this point it would take a damn miracle for Zara to do anything but play victim to the winner of this match!
{Another eruption of boos come from the audience at the mention of her name. Zara, who'd previously been all smirks and swagger, lets her face contort into a scowl as she marches down the last stretch of the ramp and rolls under the bottom rope, before exploding up to her feet. She immediately gets in the poor ring announcer's face for having the gall to add the "self-proclaimed" bit into her nickname. The referee breaks up the altercation before it gets violent. Zara scoffs and makes her way to her corner, acting as if nothing had happened.}Terri Morasco: Zara playing against the crowd.
Vasco Dias: I donāt know why sheās acting so arrogant, her career here to date is nothing to be desired or respected!
{As "Apex Predator" by Otep plays, blue and gold pyro spray upward. The words Cajun Beauty (in blue and purple lettering) scroll across the Tron. Eva walks out, leans forward and blows a kiss at the crowd before striding to the ring. She climbs through the middle rope, pausing to shake her ass before completely climbing into the ring. She stands on the turnbuckles blowing kisses to the crowd.}Alison Valance: And her first opponent, from New Orleans, sheās the Cajun Beauty, Eva Broussard.
Vasco Dias: This is a girl I can respect, sure she hasnāt won them all but sheās never just rolled over and given up like Zara.
Terri Morasco: I donāt think Zara has given up.
Vasco Dias: Come on Terri, the girl hasnāt tried since her first loss and Eva is going to wipe the floor with her!
{Scandalous by Misteeqā starts to play across the Pa system and Stephanie slowly emerges from behind the curtain. She is clad in a long black robe and written on the back of the robe in glow in the dark white lettering is the word Scandalous. The front has 3S interlocked with one another. The crowd begins to shower her with a welcome of boos alike. She blows a kiss to the crowd which draws an even bigger negative reaction, and she taunts them as she struts her way down to the ring. Stephanie makes her way down to the ring she grins as she makes her way inside the ring. She grabs her robe and breaks out into the open jacket orgasm. She shakes her ass as she tosses her robe to the side.}Terri Morasco: Stephanie debuting here in IWF, a former-
{Thatās when she is attacked from behind by Eva Broussard, with a ruthless assault of kicks as she drives Stephanie down to the mat. Zara is close behind, joining Eva on the ruthless assault as the referee calls for the bell for the match to begin. Stephanie tries to get but all she gets is a boot to the back of the neck simultaneously from Zara and Eva.}Terri Morasco: Jesus! Eva and Zara double teaming the new comer Stephanie Sullivan!
Vasco Dias: Thatās a smart move by Eva, team up with the obvious weaker link, take out the unknown and then dispatch of Zara!
Terri Morasco: Weaker link??
{Then Zara lifts Sullivan from the canvas and shoots her into the ropes. Both her and Eva dash at her and nail Stephanie with a double drop kick, sending Stephanie tumbling over the top rope to the outside. Then Zara turns to Eva and unloads a left a right before backing Eva up into a corner. Then she hits a knife edge as the crowd yells in unison. Then she hits another and another, the slap heard throughout the entire arena while Eva holds her chest. Then Zara shoots Eva across the ring. Eva hits the turnbuckle and bounces out, and counters with a facebreaker knee smash.}Terri Morasco: The team of Eva and Zara was short lived as Zara immediately turned on Eva but Eva was quick to turn the tables.
Vasco Dias: Eva is easily the future of the division, obviously once the Garciaās step down, itās only natural that she dominates.
{Broussard is like a rabid dog as she grabs the top rope and starts to lay the boots to Zara. The referee grabs Eva and pulls her away, but she simply shoves the referee aside and goes right back at Zara with the boots. Eventually she lifts Zara up off the mat lifts her up on her shoulder, and then puts her down with a rolling firemanās carry. Eva goes for the pin. ...1 ...2 ..Stephanie Sullivan pulls her out of the ring.}Terri Morasco: Sullivan breaking up the pin but it looked like Eva could have had this match won!
Vasco Dias: Could have!? If it wasnāt for that arrogant Sullivan weād already be declaring Eva the winner!
{Stephanie hits a forearm to the bridge of Evaās nose and then snap suplexes her into the barrier, laying Eva out. Then she slides under the bottom rope. But as soon as sheās in the ring Zara nails her with a DDT, spiking her head first. Then Zara goes to the corner and stands in wait. As soon as Stephanie gets up she charges and takes her down with a Lou Thesz Press and then starts to hit mounted punches. Finally Zara rolls off of her with a look of fury on her face.}Terri Morasco: Zara showing she isnāt about to roll over and die in IWF!
Vasco Dias: Are you kidding me? Even a broken clock is right twice a day!
{Stephanie gets back to her feet as Zara charges at her. Stephanie ducks beneath a clothesline and then counters with a kick to the shin, followed by a drop toe hold. Then Stephanie wraps the ankle and shin between her own knees and drops down with haste, adding pressure to the ankle and shin with her full weight as Zara cringes in pain. Then Stephanie grabs the leg and puts it on the rope and starts to drop down over and over on the ankle and calf/shin.}Vasco Dias: This is what Iām talking about! Zara isnāt prepared for the competition in IWF!
Terri Morasco: Stephanie isnāt one to be shrugged off, sheās a former NCW champion, not something many in IWF can claim.
Vasco Dias: Save of course for our lord and savior, Roberto Verona.
{Stephanie then pulls Zara up, shoots her to the ropes, and hits her with a back body drop. Without any hesitation she goes to the middle rope and waits on Zara to get up. When she does, Stephanie jumps from the middle rope a with flying forearm as Zara flips end over end. Then suddenly from behind, just as Stephanie is getting to her feet, Eva comes up behind her, grabs her by the head, and plants her chin first with a bulldog.}Vasco Dias: EVA BROUSSARD WITH A BULLDOG!!!
Terri Morasco: You need to have eyes in the back of your head in a triple threat match!
{Eva goes for a quick cover on Zara and the referee counts ...1 ...2 ..Zara kicks out. Then Eva goes to Stephanie and covers her. ...1 ...2 ..Stephanie kicks out.}Vasco Dias: Those were both clearly three!
Terri Morasco: The referee disagrees!
Vasco Dias: The referee is an idiot!
{Eva then goes to Zara and tosses her over the top rope and turns to focus her attention on Stephanie. Just as Stephanie is getting up, Eva nails her with a superkick. Then she runs to the ropes and springboards off with a moonsault. Eva is back up quickly. She scales to the top rope and waits. Stephanie gets up using the phone and Eva leaps and nails her with a hurricanrana. Both are back up quick, but then Eva nails a pelee kick.}Vasco Dias: Eva is dominating this triple threat match, showing both of these ladies who the apex predator of the Diamondās division truly is.
Terri Morasco: Sheās looking good but the thing about a triple threat match is momentum can turn on the drop of a dime!
{Eva motions to the crowd with a look of rage on her face. Stephanie staggers to her feet and Eva runs and leaps on her back for the Bourbon Street Dream, but Stephanie falls forward, blocking it and dropping Eva on her head in the process. Then Stephanie lifts up over hear head for Moonlight Sonata, but Eva slips off her back and then hits a dropkick to the back of the knees.}Terri Morasco: Sullivan nearly had her but Eva managed to escape!
Vasco Dias: Like a true future Diamonds champion should!
{Thatās when Zara rolls back in the ring. She comes up behind Eva and levels her with a Putin Kick. Eva is quick to her feet, but is met with an eye gouge followed by a basement dropkick. Then Stephanie slips in behind Zara, spins her around, and locks lips with her for a moment as the crowd, mainly the men, cheer her. Then she DDTās her completing her liplock DDT. Stephanie goes for the pinfall and the referee counts. ...1 ...2 ...3!}Vasco Dias: What the hell!?
Terri Morasco: Did she just kiss her before hitting a DDT!?
Vasco Dias: Hell yeahā¦.
{Stephanie rolls off of Zara and smiles, satisfied with herself. āScandalousā starts to play. She gets to her feet and smiles to the crowd, and then starts to tease them with her body as the scene cuts away.}Alison Valance: And your winner by pinfallā¦ STEPHANIE SULLIVAN!!!!
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SEGMENT
āDid you think itād be that easy?ā
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{"Crushed" by Parkway Drive hits the sound system and the crowd immediately erupt with a chorus of boos. Spike Kane makes his way out onto the ramp, dressed in urban camo cut off shorts, and his new "KO" Kane Order t-shirt. He smirks as he makes his way to the ring, completely ignoring the fans as he does so.}Terri Morasco: Spike is not booked to compete here tonight, but he did make his return to the ring last week against none other than Bob Pooler!
Vasco Dias That's right Terri, Spike made an example out of Bob pooler last week, backed by the House of Howlett they showed Bob....that he chose the wrong time to come back.
{Spike stands in the middle of the ring as the boos get louder and louder, he mocks the fans by throwing his arms into an X across his chest and shaking his head in a "crybaby" motion.}Spike Kane: You fickle pieces of trash....
{Of course, this leads to more boos.}Spike Kane: Like I give a rats ass what you think about me? You probably couldn't even spell family, let alone tell the difference between your brother-uncles and sister-mamas!
{Oooh, more boos rain down on Spike Kane.}Spike Kane: Speaking of idiots. Last week I made a statement, I accepted the challenge that Bob Pooler laid down for Open Fight Night. A challenge that he really didn't have the right to issue, I mean....is he even under contract here? The guy just shows up and then disappears whenever he feels like it, but he thinks he has the right to challenge the Blood God!? Pfft...please, Bob lost all of his privileges when he turned tail and slithered out of here like the coward that he is!
{A chant actually begins to break out for Bob, which makes Spike chuckle.}Spike Kane: He's not here idiots! Don't you get it? He tried to make a comeback and got his ass kicked! He got his ass kicked so bad that it made him second guess everything. He's too much of a failure to try and mount some kind of epic comeback....he's done! Another joker sent to the retirement pile by yours truly!
{However, just as Spike finishes his sentence, āElysiumā hits the P.A. as Spike and the fans look up to see a smiling Bob Pooler emerge from behind the curtain, microphone in hand. He walks to the edge of the stage, smiling at the fans until locking eyes with Kane in the ring as the smile falls from his face.}Bob Pooler: Did you really think itād be that easy?
{Thereās a cheer from the crowd as he continues}Bob Pooler: No, I get it ā really, I do. Youāre angry with me but come on, buddy ā¦
{Pooler smiles, Kane not looking like heās buying the friendly demeanor}Bob Pooler: ā¦ letās just call that all water under the bridge. You felt bad enough about how I left things that youāve held on to it all this time ā me? Well, I got over it man, maybe you should give my therapist a call to talk about these anger issues.
{the fans laugh as Kane continues to look unimpressed}Bob Pooler: But Iām not out here tonight to try and figure out whatās going on in that big melon of yours ā Iām out here to get what you promised me ā¦ a match. See, what happened last week looked like it was going to be a match riiiiiiiiight up to the point where you found yourself looking down the wrong end of an Impailer and your boys intervened before we got to see just which one of us would have scored that pinfall. So ā¦
{He pauses as the fans catch on to whatās happening and begin to cheer}Bob Pooler: ā¦ the way I figure it, you still owe me, Spike. Now, if Iām not wrong weāve got ourselves a little Pay-Per-View coming up real soon so why donāt we just give this another shot, eh?
{Spikeās nostrils flair as he glares up the ramp towards Bob Pooler, the crowd are chanting āRematch! Rematch!ā over and over again.}Spike Kane: Bobby boyā¦.I could take you any day of the week. You really want to face the full wrath of the God of Xtreme? Then fine...but donāt come crying to me when youāre lying in hospital with no friends to come visitā¦.I mean, that is, if you even remember to make it to the show!
Bob Pooler: Talk your talk Spikeā¦.I donāt need to listen, Iāll see you at Legacy!
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SINGLES MATCH
T.K. Smiles 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 looks at TK who is already prepared in the ring. }Vasco Dias: TKās debut, will he impress?
Terri Morasco: He has a great chance against the man who could be the next Imperial champion!
The bell rings as Jayson and T.K look at each other from opposite sides of the ring. Jayson looks a little creeped out at first by the creepy clown but he shakes it off and comes in for a tie up. They two light weights battle for the upper hand and TK grabs for Jayson's arm and twists it into a hammer lock. TK wrenches and then Jayson reverses it into a hammer lock of his own then he transitions into a side head lock. TK slams on the back of Jayson and then reverses with a back drop suplex and Jayson lands hard on the back of his head.
Terri Morasco: Jayson just landed hard there and he looks out of it Vasco.
Vasco Dias: And this is the guy who is facing the Heir to the Throne winner at Legacy?
Terri Morasco: TK Smiles who is an interesting character to say the least, puts a few hard stomps right to the chest and head of Jayson Matthews.
Vasco Dias: OH! Stiff knee drop to the head! Did you see that Terri? That sound echoed throughout the arena!
{ Jayson rolls over and holds his face as TK reaches down and grabs him by the waist of his orange shorts and starts dragging Matthews up to his feet. TK grabs him by the head and smashes his face off the top turnbuckle and as Jayson bounced back TK nails him with a hard forearm to the back of his skull and Jayson falls down again. Jayson crawls slowly to the corner to try to get up and catch his breath but Smiles stays on him and goes to smash him with a knee but Jayson manages to get out of the way just in time and TK Smiles crashes into the corner knee first. }Terri Morasco: TK Smiles favoring his knee there he may be hurt. Matthews using this time to catch his breath. Very smart by Jayson.
Vasco Dias: That's a veteran move I'll give him that but so what, it doesn't matter, he can't win the big one anyway.
Terri Morasco: Is this match considered a big one?
Vasco Dias: I don't know Terri but if it is then he won't be able to win it!
{ Jayson pulls himself to his feet while TK is still nursing his knee. Jayson walks over to the corner and pulls TK's shoulder so that he can face him and nails a sharp knife edge chop. The crowd woos and TK shouts in pain. Jayson goes for another chop and it stings just as much and TK hunches over a bit in pain. Jayson catches the clown with a few quick jabs then a well executed spinning back fist. Jayson pulls off a snap armdrag on TK Smiles and then Jayson uses his speed to get to his feet before TK and nails TK with a brutal shining wizard and Jayson hooks the leg 1.....2......TK Smiles kicks out. }Terri Morasco: What a strike by Jayson there! It nearly knocked a screw loose!
Vasco Dias: Well TK Smiles already has a few loose as it is I don't think another will hurt anything.
{Jayson gets up to his feet first and nails a hard side kick to the chest. TK rolls back and starts to climb to his feet as Jayson runs to to the ropes for a springboard cross body but Smiles sees it coming and catches Jayson with a brutal spinning powerslam and he hooks the leg 1...2....Jayson kicks out and quickly grabs TK's arm and wraps him up with a la mahigistral cradle pin 1....2.....but TK kicks out Jayson gets up and runs toward the ropes and TK ducks a clothesline and spins around with a german suplex and a bridge. 1.....2......Jayson just manages to get the shoulder up. }Terri Morasco: Jayson just managed to get that shoulder up and TK Smiles can't believe it.
Vasco Dias: He should have had him but that little cockroach just wont die.
Terri Morasco: What Jayson Matthews lacks in a win loss record he makes up for it with loads of resiliency.
Vasco Dias: So does TK Smiles. His first day, he is going to beat the current number one contender.
{ Jayson climbs up to his feet and TK tries to go for The Punchline but Jayson snaps off a few forarms before TK could lock it in. TK is dazed a bit and Jayson nails him with a quick hurricanrana and TK goes to the mat. Jayson starts slapping his leg signaling for The Jayson Matthews Experience the crowd gets behind him as he begins sizing the clown up. }Terri Morasco: this move could seal the deal for Matthews.
Vasco Dias: Watch out!
{ Jayson goes for the kick but TK ducks under it!!! TK goes for the Punchline again but Jayson slips out with an arm drag which sends TK flying out of the ring with a sickening thud. The official rushes to check if heās ok only to find Smiles clutching his shoulder in pain, rocking back and forth laughing. Jayson leans through the ropes to talk to the referee but as he does so Smiles leaps up and drags him out of the ring! Matthews his the mat with a sickening thud but has little time to get his bearings as Smiles whips him into the time keepers area which sends him crashing into the equipment! Tk laughs allowed, asking Jayson if he feels his pain before leaping over the barrier to join Jayson as to the pair begin to tussle as the referee begins to count them out. The carnage continues as he finally reaches ten, leading to a double count out finish. }Terri Morasco: This is carnage right here!
Vasco Dias: Bless keep them away from me.
{ The pair exchange fists as suddenly staff and officials flood down to the ringside area desperately pulling them apart, with great difficult as they land punch after punch into each other, grabbing weapons to try and gain the upperhand before the sheer numbers tear them away from each other. Matthews clutches his jaw as he stares at TK who submits to the officials around him as he just continues to laugh. }Terri Morasco: What a debut from TK here, it descended into carnage but these two were neck and neck!
Vasco Dias: You play with crazy to warm up for your illegitimate Imperial championship match, then I guess credit where itās due, Matthews may actually possess a pair of balls.
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āAnd the Champion is?ā
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{A voice over hits the public address system. āThe Crown Prince, The Saviourā. Then as the opening riffs of āA Cut Aboveā queues up the words āAdidas Presents: Noah Fieldā flash across the screen. Then Noah Field steps into the arena with Mark Mercer standing at his side. Noah has a smirk on his face as the Invictus Championship is draped over his right shoulder. Noah has on a dark red, almost burgundy sports coat and matching pants with a royal blue dress shirt beneath and a matching tie. He takes a few steps down the ramp and the crowd starts to heavily boo the second generation wrestler, as chants of āDouche Bagā break out. Noah isnāt deterred, he actually relishes in the reaction. As he arrives at ringside, he steps on the apron, slips between the ropes, then goes to a random corner and scales it, holding the belt in the air. Then he looks at his own reflection in the belt, fixes his hair for a moment, smiles at himself, then hops off and takes his place center ring with a microphone in hand and Mercer standing behind to the left.}Noah Field: Last weekās Sacrifice was a night that shook the very foundation of IWF. Last week the future began. Last week, I took this as my own.
{Noah holds up the Invictus Championship as he draws the ire of the fans and āDouche Bagā chants break out throughout the arena.}Noah Field: Now is that anyway to speak to your rightful Invictus Champion? To your better? To the man sent here to be the The Saviour of IWF? By all rights you should feel privileged to share the same air I do.
{This draws louder chants from the crowd. Noah just waits patiently, loving the reaction heās getting before he continues.}Noah Field: So as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. Last week you all witnessed history as I came to the ring, laid out both men in the Invictus title scene, and I left with the belt. You saw me dethrone one champion, make the other nothing more than a paper champion, and put myself firmly in the driver's seat as the only person who can truly carry this belt with any kind of real claim. Therefore, Iām officially declaring myself, as of this moment, the Invictus Champion.
{Before Noah can continue, āFace Everything and Riseā rips through the arena speakers, and the new Invictus Champion, Chris King, emerges from the back. The crowd erupts in cheers, and King looks ready for a fight. He takes a mic from one of the backstage workers as he starts down the ramp.}Chris King: āReal claimā? You think you have a REAL claim to that title you have draped over your shoulder? You werenāt even really INVOLVED in the match, other than being the person who refused to do ANYTHING except butt his nose into something where he didnāt belong. Now, for whatever reason, Iām the new Invictus Champion, and Iām here to get my title back.
The crowd cheers again, and King reaches ringside.
Chris King: You can hand it over, or I can just kick the ever-loving shit out of you and take it. You make the call.
{Noah laughs and takes a step back as Mercer steps in front of him.}Noah Field: And what claim do YOU have other than being in the right place at the right time? It was ME who laid out Zasshu to get you your title shot. It was ME who put Zasshu down for the three count. Face it Bingo, I made you what you are here. And I also think you're forgetting. I'm 2-0 against you. I think all that adds up to this belt being mine.
Chris King: Then I guess youād have no issue keeping me from turning you inside out right here, right now, and taking it back, right? And if YOU donāt like my logic, maybe you should have just kept to your fuckinā self and stayed out of things. Sure, youāve beaten me twice. But what does it really matter? It wasnāt you who got the invite from the champion to cash in the title shot you owned--it was me. It wasnāt you who competed for the Invictus title last week--it was me. And it wasnāt you who was counted the victor last week--it was me. Now, if that doesnāt sound like someone with a huge case of envy, I donāt know what does.
{King smirks and climbs the stairs outside the ring.}Chris King: Soā¦ give me my belt, or defend it. Now.
{ Suddenly both men are cut off as- }Laura Howlett: No, no, no! That belt doesn't belong to either of you! It belongs to the House of Howlett!!!
{ Laura Howlett, accompanied by her clients Zasshu and Cable Arcane make their way out onto the ramp. She grips a mic tightly in her hand as she continues. }Laura Howlett: Chris King was gift wrapped two wins over my client! He didn't legitimately beat him either time! So as far as we are concerned that belt belongs to us! So Field, you can either hand it back or we can take it back!!
{ Laura and her clients start to move down the ramp as Chris King readies himself for battle on the steps. Noah grins confidently from the ring. }Chris King: Lady, I donāt give a damn if you think the Invictus Championship belongs in the House of Howlett, the House of Capulet, the House of Windsor or the International House of Pancakes. Your client got counted out, 1, 2, 3. And as far as Iām concerned, heās not involved in this anymore. Wanna make somethinā of it? Youāre more than welcome to try.
{Noah starts to back away, obviously wanting to avoid a fight.}Noah Field: Now I'm sure we can figure something out. After all, we are civilized human beings here. I mean, if you two are that adamant, I suggest a contenders match. The winner earns the right to take me on for the belt.
{ Laura shakes her head with a snide laugh. }Laura Howlett: A contenders match for a belt my client didn't rightfully lose!? That's a joke right? And King, a man such as yourself is content to steal a championship and not earn one? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, losers take whatever they can get.
{ Laura and her clients now stand at the bottom of the ramp. }Chris King: Bitchā¦ may I call you bitch? Whatever. Anyway, your client is the one who LOST last week. I may not have won the title in the way I wanted to, but I DID win it.
{He turns his attention to Zasshu.}Chris King: Youāre happy letting her do all your talking? Or is this when you rasp out, āFear. The. FUTURE!ā?
{ Zasshu doesn't bother as he charges Chris King who leaps off the stairs at him, the two crashing on the arena floor. Laura yells and points and Cable takes off for Noah who bails from the ring and his bodyguard Mercer meets Cable with a hail of punches as he gets to his feet in the ring. }Vasco Dias: Looks like this little conversation has broken down!
Terri Morasco: Its a full on riot out here!!
{ Zasshu and King are back to their feet on the outside as Laura tries to direct traffic. Field has made his exit through the crowd as Cable quickly gets the better of Mercer and drops him with Made to Suffer! } Terri Morasco: Mercer is down and Noah has escaped!!!
Vasco Dias: Smart move by the would be champion!
{ Cable exits the ring and catches King in the back of the head with a roaring elbow which gives Zasshu the opening to connect with a Buenes Noches Kick and the champion goes down! Laura stands over the fallen King. }Laura Howlett: The House of Howlett doesn't need to earn a damn thing! That's our belt! That's our ring! This is our company! And next week at Legacy we take back what's ours! I already talked to Mr. Verona and secured ourselves a rematch! And just to make it interesting we've invited Field along for the ride too!
{ Laura throws the mic down on King as she grabs the hands of her clients and hold them up in the air. }Terri Morasco: Did you hear that? We are going to have a triple threat match for the invictus championship at Legacy!!!
Vasco Dias: I'm not really sure who that benefits! Field, King or the House of Howlett!?
Terri Morasco: Me either but it will damn sure be an exciting match!
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SINGLES MATCH
Nighthawk vs Wallace
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Alison Valance: āThis next contest is scheduled for one fall.ā
{He rides out on a unicycle, holding a gimmicked but edible GIANT rainbow swirl lollipop. With his free hand and riding on the unicyle he high fives fans on both sides of the aisle as many as possible. He rides around the outside of the ring a circle high-fiving as many fans as possible and even the outside ring crew such as a the time/bell keeper and commentators. He gives the lolipop to either an attractive woman or a child. He stands up on the seat of the unicycle and leaps to the apron flinging himself into the ring with a front flip followed by multiple headstand-front handsprings Neville style.}Alison Valance: āIntroducing first, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 150 poundsā¦ Wallace!ā
{As the ring announcer moves to a neutral corner the lights in the sold-out arena dim for just a moment as the opening strains of "I Remember (Hail To The Victors Intro)" by Tristam boom out over the sound speakers, as Nighthawk walks to the ring confidently shaking hands with the crowd as he does so. Climbing up on the outside of the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles the "Wrestling Machine" exhorts the crowd to make more and more noise before climbing into the ring and submitting himself to be checked out by the referee.} Alison Valance: āHis opponent, also from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 poundsā¦.āThe Master of 1000 Holdsāā¦.. āThe Wrestling Machineā Nighthawk!ā
{As the referee checks each man for contraband he pulls out several multi-colored scarves from behind the left knee pad of Wallace, which draws a shrug from the veteran comic and a glare from the āWrestling Machineā. Almost as soon as the bell is rung however Nighthawk springs into action by smoothly executing the BBC Special which causes Wallace to roll to the floor to try and catch his breath. But while usually Nighthawk would allow this to happen tonight he seems much more aggressive and hits a gorgeous slingshot plancha to roll Wallace back into the ring. Signaling that he is going for a springboard frankensteiner Nighthawk cues it up only to be caught right in the abdomen with a gorgeous dropkick from Wallace, who himself signals for the Chuckle Bomb.}Vasco Dias: Chuckle bomb? Really?
Terri Morasco: Say what you want about Wallace, the kid is good at putting his opponents off their game.
{ Wallace connects and looks for the pin. ONE! Hawk quickly kicks out and Wallace seems strangely happy with this as he gets back to his feet. Wallace connects with a kick to the gut of Hawk and looks for the Windy City Fun but Hawk is able to reverse it into a back drop. Wallace is right up but Hawk grabs him with a high angle arm drag take down. Wallace rolls right to his feet but Nighthawk is right there with a running drop kick to the chest of Wallace and sends him into the corner. Nighthawk is right up and looks more determined than ever as he runs in with a vicious knee to the face of Wallace in the corner. }Terri Morasco: Weāre seeing a darker side to Nighthawk tonight.
Vasco Dias: Itās about damn time the guy had a personality.
{ Nighthawk doesnāt let up as he connects with several shin kicks to the chest of Wallace before the referee counts to four and pushes him away. Nighthawk holds up his hands as Wallace pulls himself up. Nighthawk runs in and Wallace side steps him with a drop toe hold into the second turnbuckle! Wallace is right up and parades around the ring as Nighthawk is pulling himself back up to his feet. Wallace comes in with head stand head scissors take down out of the corner! }Terri Morasco: Wallace is right back on the attack!
Vasco Dias: If Nighthawk wants to make it in this company he needs to find that kill or be killed attitude!
{ Wallace signals for the end of the match and is looking for the Bang-a-Rang but Nighthawk drops right through into the Alligator Clutch that gets a quick 3-count much to the surprise of Wallace and the crowd! }Vasco Dias: What the hell!
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk did it! He put away the new comer, Wallace!
Alison Valance: āThe winner of the matchā¦.. āThe Wrestling Machineā Nighthawk!ā
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SEGMENT
āMutually Beneficialā
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{The blonde locks of one Morgan Kennedy are seen walking around the backstage area of Sacrifice. Oddly enough the manager/valet/fiance of Noah Fieldās, the self proclaimed Invictus Champion, is alone. She moves at a brisk pace and seems to have a purpose in mind as she turns the corner and comes to a door she had obviously been looking for. She reaches for the door handle, but then stops short and rather than to open the door she lightly knocks on the door then leans against the walls, fiddling her her cuticles as she waits.A shuffling is heard from the interior,followed by a loud French answer.}āAttendez une putain de minute!ā
{A moment later, the door is thrown open by none other than Eva Broussard. At first shock flickers across her features, quickly replaced by curiosity. Eva steps to the side,motioning for Morgan to enter.}Eva Broussard: Entrez, Morgan. Ceci est une surprise.ā
{Morgan walks past Eva and into the room. She glances around at her surroundings, taking it in, and then turns back to Eva and gives her not as much a friendly, but a courteous nod.}Morgan Kennedy: I heard you signed here but hadnāt quite see you yet.
{Eva moves over to the plush, burgundy sofa and motions for Morgan to follow suit.}Eva Broussard: Iām sure you were just ecstatic to find out Dean and I were here, werenāt you sweetheart? I do have to admit, itās nice to see a woman thatās not a walking, talking male fantasy - other than Noahās, that is. So what brings you ta my little slice of heaven? I have to admit, Iām curious, ta say the least.
Morgan Kennedy: I come with a business deal. Something I think, oddly enough, is beneficial for both you and Noah. That is if you are interested.
{Evaās brows raise as a smirk curls her lips.}Eva Broussard: Beneficial to both of us, you say? Now you definitely have my attention. Anā you know me, Iām always up for a business deal. So what does the Crown Prince and Princess have in mind?
Morgan Kennedy: I understand the last time you and Noah worked together, things didnāt end so well. Egos got in the way as you both pursued the same championships. This place, however, is different. You two are in completely different divisions with completely different goals. Thereās no competition between you two. So what Iām proposing is you two work together. You become a part of The Entourage. The sole purpose, for you to become the queen bitch of the diamonds division while Noah takes his place atop the men's division. Then togetherā¦
{Morgan shrugs.}Morgan Kennedy: We have our run of the place. You know thereās strength in numbers.
{Eva cocks her head to the side, twirling a blue-black strand of hair around her index finger as she contemplates Morganās offer. She chews on her full, lower lip for a moment before she answers.}Eva Broussard: Morgan, have you seen the so-called ātalentā, not only in the Diamond Division, but the Menās Division as well? Itās a disgrace. Compared to what weāre used to, I think if we combined forces, IWF will be our playground to run as we see fit. So, I have to ask. Given our history and all, whatās the catch?ā
Morgan Kennedy: No catch. Before the egos got in the way we all worked together so well. Now that we arenāt competing with one another, thereās nothing to get in our way. After all, I know you. Noah wants to just prove heās the best there is, better than his father. Me and you; we want total dominion. This gives us our best chance at that. And I wonāt lie; I look at these women on the roster it disgusts me what they are, but Iām not the physical type. You can do what I canāt.
{Eva gives Morgan an evil, conspiratorial smile.}Eva Broussard: Sweetheart, you handle your end and Iāll handle mine. By the end of it all, weāll be the only two females left standing. Sound like a plan, cher?
Morgan Kennedy: Then we have an agreementā¦
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HEIR TO THE THRONE
SEMI-FINAL
Cable Arcane vs Adam Knite
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{ We transition to ringside just as Adam Knite was about to head toward the ring, but out of nowhere, he finds himself being jumped from behind by Cable Arcane, courtesy of a NFL offensive lineman-style chop block! Arcane goes right to work on his opponent's left knee, stomping away at it as the former nCw owner attempts to crawl toward the apron. The man in stripes shakes his head, powerless to do anything as Cable pulls Adam to a vertical base before sending him crashing into the steel steps...making sure that bum left knee hits the steel! }Terri Morasco: Look at this--this is a mugging by Arcane!
Vasco Dias: And the way he's doin' it...there ain't no holdin' back!
{ Smirking and taking in the jeers, Arcane pulls the top of the steps off its moorings before slamming them on the back of Knite's leg--right on the back of the knee! Satisfied with his handiwork, Cable grabs Adam by the head and unceremoniously dumps him into the ring, prompting the zebrashirt to call for the bell... }[DING!]
{ ...only for the relentless assault to continue as Cable goes back to work, kicking his opponent in the ribs while down on the deck. The crowd starts littering the ring with trash as the upstart Arcane puts the old-time wrestler into a half-crabhold...putting even MORE pressure on his opponent's already mangled left kneecap! The ref asks Adam if he wants to quit, but he stubbornly refuses to do so, causing the hold to be cinched in tighter. }Vasco Dias: This is a dissection! Adam Knite is being made to look like a dead frog with all its parts showing...
Terri Morasco: Ewww...that's a tidbit from my Biology class that I didn't need to hear.
Vasco Dias:Didnāt you flunk biology?
Terri Morasco: WILL YOU STOP!?!
{ Somehow, someway, Adam is still hanging in there as the fans begin to cheer the wrestling great on. Amazingly, he manages to scratch and claw his way towards that heavenly bottom rope, forcing the zebra to call for the break! But Cable refuses the break the hold, leading the stripeshirt to physically YANK him off Knite! Knite manages to use the ropes as a guide, pulling himself back to a vertical base; unfortunately for him, the damage has already been done and, consequently, he finds himself limping. Adam is able to get some offensive maneuvers in, firing away with martial arts-esque punches and kicks to his rival's ribs, but Cable proves to be too much. He decides that he's had enough of this shit and proceeds to nail Knite in the kisser with a spinning heel kick, sending him to the canvas! Quickly pouncing on his man, Arcane applies a swift vertical suplex...BEFORE TRANSITIONING INTO HIS DREADED BOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER!!! }Terri Morasco: Made to Suffer--the MTS!
Vasco Dias: Holy crap...this one's over!
{ Yep. Adam is laid out spread-eagle on the deck as Cable goes for the pin! }1..!
2...!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{ Hatebreed's "Looking Down the Barrel of Today" begins to play as Cable Arcane celebrates his quick win! }Vasco Dias: Wow...
Terri Morasco: And Cable Arcane gos on to the Heir to the Throne series final in impressive fasion!
Vasco Dias: That was decimation.
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DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Fiona McFly & Crystal Millar vs The Garcia Twins
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fallā¦
{"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way.}Terri Morasco: The 2016 Iron Maiden.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but what has she done lately? Iāll tell you...gotten beat up by the Garcias!
Alison Valance: And her partnerā¦
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
Iām 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 cheers of the crowd are deafening. She isnāt alone as her best friend Zelda Knite 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 slap the hands of the roaring crowd. The crowd cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Zelda smiles as she throws up the heart symbol.
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.}Terri Morasco: Crystal was attacked by The Garcias as well.
Vasco Dias: That she did, and she was beaten in near record time by Paige Garcia.
Alison Valance: And their opponentsā¦
{āOver Youā 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: From San Diego, California, at a combined weight of 261 pounds, the team of Sara and the IWF Shieldmaiden Paige...THE GARCIAAAAA 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.}Terri Morasco: These two have been running roughshod over the division, seemingly doing as they please, including attacking their opponents tonight, last week. Fiona and Crystal look to end that abuse tonight.
Vasco Dias: They can try all they want, but the Garcia Brand will live on FOREVER!!
{The bell rings and the match starts out with Sara and Fiona in the center of the ring. Sara pie faces Fiona, who doesnāt take it lying down, turning and taking Sara down to the mat with a Double Leg Takedown, hammering on Sara with lefts and rights as Sara fights to cover up.}Terri Morasco: Seems Fiona isnāt taking too kindly to Saraās antics.
Vasco Dias: Sara just has to weather the storm.
{Sara eventually squirms back into the ropes as the referee grabs hold of Fiona and pushes her back as Sara pulls herself up, holding her face. Fiona charges in, keeping up the aggression, but itās Sara who changes the tide of things, kneeing Fiona in the gut, doubling her over in pain before clubbing her over the back. She then grabs hold of Fiona and sends her shoulder first into the Garcia corner, tagging in her sister Paige.}Terri Morasco: And just like that, the tables have turned.
Vasco Dias: I told you...weather the storm.
{Paige steps in and grabs hold of Fionaās legs, yanking her out of the corner, causing her to land face first on the canvas.}Terri Morasco: Her face just hit flesh against that mat.
Vasco Dias: Domination by the Garcias...just as weāve seen all along.
{Paige pulls Fiona to her feet and throws the arm overhead, popping her over with a Snap Suplex. Paige plays to the crowd.}Terri Morasco: She really is full of herself isnāt she?
Vasco Dias: And why shouldnāt she be? Sheās the reigning Shieldmaiden and nobodyās been able to touch her since she won it.
{Paige grabs Fiona by the hair and looks to hit her with a Short-arm Clothesline, but Fiona ducks, spinning Paige around by the same arm and taking her down with a Deep Arm Drag. Paige gets up as does Fiona, and Fiona takes her down again, and the sequence happens one more time before Paige looks for a Clothesline, but Fiona ducks, grabbing Paige by the waist and taking her up and over with a Belly to Back Suplex!}Terri Morasco: Fiona seems to have the momentum headed in her favor.
Vasco Dias: Maybe Paige was a little too cocky after all.
{Fiona heads to her corner and lunges forward for the hot tag to Crystal who enters the ring with a house of fire as Paige tags in Sara who enters but gets leveled with a Clothesline from Crystal. She gets up and Crystal knocks her down again. This happens one more time as Sara rolls out of the ring. The Garcias gather on the outside, but it isnāt long before Crystal joins them, taking both out with a Suicide Dive!}Terri Morasco: Crystal has something to prove here!
Vasco Dias: I think sheās pissed off after last week. Maybe this is what she finally needed to get that fire lit?
{Crystal gets up and grabs hold of Sara, sending her into the ring. She slides in herself and stalks her prey. Sara gets up and turns toward Crystal who looks for the āFlashing Lightsā Chick Kick but Sara ducks and grabs Crystal around the waist, as Paige slides into the ring, hitting Crystal with a āKeep Dreamingā Bicycle Kick as Sara bridges back into a German Suplex with a bridge.
1!
2!!
NO! Fiona breaks up the pin!}Terri Morasco: Fiona at the last minute!
Vasco Dias: She just barely got to that cover!
{Paige grabs hold of Fiona who counters and launches her through the ropes. Sara is up and drops Fiona with a āKnockout Kissā Sidekick!}Vasco Dias: She just laid Fiona out!
Terri Morasco: Look out from behind!
{Crystal hits Sara in the back of the head with a āFlashing Lightsā (Chick Kick)! Crystal then climbs to the top rope and lunges off with the LIGHTS! CAMERA! ACTION!}Terri Morasco: SHE HIT IT!
Vasco Dias: WHAT THE HELL!?
{Crystal covers Sara, hooking the legā¦
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2!!
3!!!
The bell rings.}Terri Morasco: Crystal got the win!
Vasco Dias: What the hell just happened?
Alison Valance: Here are your winners...the team of Fiona McFly and CRYSTAL...MILLAR!!!
{Crystal and Fiona celebrate separately, each staring down the Garcias as the two back pedal up the ramp, the referee handing Paige her title. The camera goes back to the two in the ring who are all smiles as the scene fades.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āThe Franchise vs The Infamous One.ā
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REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!!!!{ The chorus of Full of Regret by Danko Jones comes blasting through the speakers and the crowd pops for the returning Steve Awesome as he steps out through the black curtain onto the stage. }Terri Morasco: Here comes a man that just put Rob Diamond through a table last week on Sacrifice!
Vasco Dias: It was a travesty Terri, don't remind me! Rob didn't deserve that!
{ Steve Awesome steps into the ring and grabs a microphone. He looks around the arena as the crowd are chanting āAwe-Someā. He nods his head in agreement as he raises the microphone up to his lips to speak. }Steve Awesome: In case you couldn't figure it out by now, the rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. You see here I stand, the genuine article, the real deal, yours truly, The Face of the Franchise himself. I'm not strapped up in a hospital. I'm not paralyzed and forced to leave wrestling and I'm sure as hell not retiring!
{ The crowd pop for the good news!}Steve Awesome: Not like how my best buddy Rob Diamond would lead you to believe. See according to him he ended my career. According to him I was gone for good. Well last week I think I sent a pretty good message to Rob and his back up band that I certainly have a few more tricks up my sleeve it would seem. And sure after he did what he did to me I had to have a couple surgeries and maybe in theory I may have come back earlier then I should have, I think it's safe to say that were just getting started here Rob.
{ He starts pacing around the ring as he speaks. }Steve Awesome: I want another match against you. Because I'm definitely not done beating the hell out of you. But see I'm smart, I know that no matter what I do you have your new friends to watch your back for you. Clearly not even a steel cage could keep you guys out so I need something better than that. I need to be completely separated from the rest of you girl scouts. And the only thing I can think of to make sure that happens is to face you.....
{ He finds the main camera. }Steve Awesome: EMPTY ARENA MATCH.
{ The crowd pop for the idea! }Steve Awesome: You, me, and a referee and nobody else, in an empty arena somewhere on the other side of the country. On a different continent even. Let's make this match a true one on one fight Rob. Nothing where you can get your buddies to run in, or convince Spike into doing your bidding, or where you can control the damn lights and sneak attack me from behind. Just me vs you mano y mano. What do you say Rob? Do you got the balls?
{ He smirks and then picks the mic back up. }Steve Awesome: Or do you have to ask Laura Howlett if you can use them first?
{ The whole crowd oohhhhhs just before āJekle and Hydeā by Five Finger Death Punch hits the PA and sends everyone in the arena into a chorus of boos. }Terri Morasco: It looks like we wonāt have to wait long for Robās reply.
Vasco Dias: I hope Rob tells him where he can stick it.
{ Rob Diamond steps out from behind the curtain with a smirk and a mic in hand but he is quickly followed by Laura Howlett, Spike Kane, Cable Arcane and Zasshu. }Terri Morasco: The House of Howlett coming out in full force.
Vasco Dias: Their a collective with one goal, dominate professional wrestling.
{ Steve laughs as the music dies down cutting off Rob before he can even speak. }Steve Awesome: I guess I shouldnāt be surprised you brought the whole spirit squad with you.
{ Rob quickly cuts in. }Rob Diamond: Didnāt I already beat you!?
{ Steve roles his eyes. }Rob Diamond: Oh, Iām sorry, I ācheatedā as you not so eloquently implied which is real rich coming from a man who won āHeel of the Yearā twice and gloated about it every second he got. Oh wait! Sorry again, Iām speaking to the new and improved āFace of the Yearā candidate Steve Awesome who plays by the rules!
{ Rob gags out a laugh. }Rob Diamond: Thatās real rich, Steve, seriously. Are you forgetting how well I know you? Are you forgetting the years we traveled up and down the road together? Sure, the Foxes didnāt let us be on screen partners for a while but you and me and Spike? We go way back to the beginning of my NCW career at least so PLEASE donāt talk to me like youāre one of those doe eyed neck beards in the crowd! What I did to you is what we USED to do to ANYBODY who got in our way. Thatās why we were INFAMOUS!
{ He just shakes his head as he looks down the ramp at Steve. }Rob Diamond: You, Jake, Spike and I? We were the original Infamous, the guys Fox and his cronies didnāt want to see main event a house show let alone pay per views. But we fought our way up, forced our way into the World title picture and when push came to shove we took whatever the hell we wanted by literally pushing people right off the top of the fucking ladder! But you wanna be mad at me for doing what weāve always done? Well sorry Steve, youāre not getting an apology-
Steve Awesome: I donāt want an apology! I want a damn match!
Rob Diamond: Yeah, I heard you. Empty Arena. You wanna keep my āspirit squadā away so the two of us can beat the holy hell out of each otherā¦ Itās tempting Steve, it really isā¦
{ Laura steps forward and whispers something to Rob. }Steve Awesome: WOAH! HEY! I said I want Rob Diamond in a match not the keeper of his nut sack!
{ Rob snaps away from Laura who reaches for him. }Rob Diamond: You want the Franchise vs the Infamous One in an Empty Arena Match!? You got it.
{ The crowd pops huge as Steve nods and smiles. }Rob Diamond: Just remember you asked for whatās coming.
{ Rob drops the mic as he and Steve lock eyes, Laura does not look happy at the announcement as we head to commercial break. }----------------------------------------------------------
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Mike Phoenix vs Dominic Creed vs Freakke the Clown
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{ As "Stick To Your Guns" by Sick Puppies hits, a red spotlight and red lights flash across the arena. Mike Phoenix walks out with his head down. Following close behind is his manager and girlfriend, Amber Rain. He raises his head and has a shit eating grin on his face as he slowly starts to walk down the walkway. As Amber stays close close, he suddenly takes off running fast and slides feet first under the bottom rope. He then walks over to the ropes and holds down the bottom rope for Amber. As the two arrive in the ring, Mike reaches the ropes and leans over them, throwing up his arms in premature victory. Phoenix is seen pacing around the ring as Amber points at him and begins to clap, just itching to get his hands on his opponents. }Terri Morasco: Tonight we are seeing the debut of who I would call an indy legend in Mike Phoenix.
Vasco Dias: Legend? I donāt know if I would go that far.
Terri Morasco: The man is a multi time world champion-
Vasco Dias: In ABC promotions Iāve never heard of.
Terri Morasco: Be that as it may, heās been a champion everywhere heās been and heās finally made his way to IWF!
{ Dominic Creed and Freakke the Clown are both already at ring side, each on slowly climbing into the ring as Phoenix stands in his corner, leaning against the turnbuckles with an arrogant little smirk on his face. }Terri Morasco: Phoenix is looking confident before the bell has even rung.
Vasco Dias: Iām not saying I buy into the hype, Iām just saying look at the competition! A clown and whatever the hell Creed is!
{ The referee calls for the bell and all three men start to circle each other to start the match but it doesnāt take long for Mike to explode across the ring and crash into Domini Creed with a leg lariat, however Freakke is right there with a spring board ddt on Mike as he gets back to his feet! }Terri Morasco: Freakke with a modified Smiledriver!
Vasco Dias: That opportunistic piece of crap!
{ Freakke is right up and he goes to Dominic who is climbing to his feet but Creed gets under the head lock attempt and connects with a release German suplex! Dominic is right up and is looking damn proud of himself as he mocks Freakke the clown who is trying to get to his feet. However he fails to see his second opponent Mike Phoenix as he comes in with a leaping forearm smash to the side of Creedās head! }Terri Morasco: Freakke very nearly stole the match early on but a triple threat match is a vicious beast of a match!
Vasco Dias: You need to have eyes in the back of your head if you hope to win!
{ Mike turns his attention to the clown who is up, he charges him but Freakke gets under the clothes line attempt and Freakke catches him on the turn around with a spinning heel kick! Freakke doesnāt even take a breath as he hits a step up enzugiri on Mike Phoenix who stumbles backward into the ropes. Freakke charges in but Mike gets the shoulder down and sends Freakke up and over the top rope and spilling hard onto the ring apron before he rolls to the outside. }Vasco Dias: Veteran move by Mike Phoenix, Iām starting to come around on this guy.
Terri Morasco: Seriously? You crapped all over him three minutes ago!
Vasco Dias: Iām allowed to change my opinion!
{ Mike turns to Creed who comes out of nowhere with flying double knees to the chest of Phoenix and sends him head over heels backward across the ring. Creed lets out a roar as he spins around the ring and then turns back to face Phoenix who is getting to his feet and charges in looking for a head scissors take down but Phoenix grabs the ropes and Creed instead throws himself hard onto the mat awkwardly. }Terri Morasco: The veteran Phoenix blocked the head scissors attempt!
Vasco Dias: He knows his way around the ring.
{ Creed starts to get up as Phoenix runs in and grabs him for The New Moon Rising! Phoenix rolls backward up to his feet and runs to the ropes, he climbs up in the corner and then quickly leaps off with the Flight of the Phoenix!!!! Mike covers Dominic as Freakke pulls himself up onto the apron. ONE! Freakke slides into the ring. TWO! Freakke leaps to break the count but THREE!!!! Freakke is a split second two late as Mike Phoenix picks up a huge win in his debut!!!! }Terri Morasco: Mike Phoenix picks up the win here in his debut match and looked amazing doing it!
Vasco Dias: He showed excellent ring awareness during this contest and picked up a decent win. I still donāt buy the hype.
{ Mike is right up to his feet and demands the referee hold his arm up as the crowd boos and Freakke the Clown looks on with a look of dejection. }----------------------------------------------------------
HEIR TO THE THRONE
SEMI - FINAL
Mike Laszlo Vs Dre Cutler
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{"Die This Way" by Hopsin hits the speaker system. The crowd buzzes in anticipation as the bass from the song rattles through their chests. The curtain brushes aside and Dre Cutler hops onto the stage, squatting down with his elbows on his thighs as he examines the crowd, a smile on his face. He stands up, head bobbing to the music, and kisses index and middle fingers and points them to the heavens above. He bounces towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He makes his way to a neutral corner and does some quick stretches as he waits for the match to start.}Vasco Dias: Dre Cutler got the upper hand on Mike Laszlo very recently, but Laszlo, rightfully I might add, called it a fluke. Tonight we get to find out if Cutler can deliver on his promises.
Terri Morasco: Dre should be given the credit that he is due. He is still very new to IWF and is within spitting distance of the Imperial Championship, and the Heir to the Throne final
{"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 poundsā¦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: No here is my pick to win it all. The man who can do anything, on any given night. A man who has proven time and time again, that he was only being held back in the past, and heās a rightful IWF Mega Star!
{Dre says something to Mike which seems to set him off, and the cleveland native spits in the face of the rookie. Dre rocks backwards, disgusted by Mikeās move and tries to rub the spit out of his eyes. Mike is on him instantly and begins raining down punches and kicks to Cutler. But Dre doesnāt take it all, he fires back a few of his own, and a huge Haymaker sends Mike down to the mat, scurrying away from Dre as he does so. Using the ropes to help himself back to his feet.Terri Morasco: OK, maybe I shouldnāt have mentioned spitting distance...
{Both men stand across from each other, the crowd are heated for this match ready to get into it as both men seem to find their feet in this match. Dre looks pissed, and Mike has his trademark shit eating grin on his face. He cocks an eyebrow and mouths for Dre to ābring itā which causes Cutler to almost roar with rage as he charges Laszlo. The two lock up and Dre forces the advantage, shoving Mike right into the turnbuckle and then slamming a forearm into the face of Mike. Laszlo raises his hands to his face and pushes Dre back with an indignant look on his face.Vasco Dias: How dare he strike the face of a MEGA STAR!
Terri Morasco: Mega star isnāt a thing, stop trying to make mega star a thing.
{Dre steps back into the middle of the ring, and outstretches his arms, sending Mikeās ābring itā right back at him. Mike wipes his mouth as he comes out of the corner nodding his head. He steps forwards for a lock up, suckering Dre in as he ducks underneath him and then nails a picture perfect dropkick to the back of the head of Dre, sending Cutler sprawling to the mat and through the ropes to the outside.Terri Morasco: Great veteran ring awareness by Mike Laszlo there.
Vasco Dias: The MEGA STAR MIKE LASZLO!
{Mike circles the ring, pumping up the crowd as he starts to pick up speed, it seems like former Imperial Champion hasnāt given up the high speed of his offence as he sprints across the ring and dives over the top ropes with a huge dive, but Dre side steps and grabs Mike mid-air and slams him into the security barrier! The crowd goes absolutely crazy as Mike Laszlo crashes and burns heavily into the barrier and slumps into a heap on the floor. The ref has begun counting both Mike and Dre out, but Dre simply dismisses him as he grabs Mike by his hair and whips him hard into the steel steps. The steps crash loudly, as Mike slumps over them.Vasco Dias: Wow, Dre is really taking it to Mike.
Terri Morasco: Cutler is determined to prove a point here tonight.
{Dre rolls into the ring laying on his back before rolling back out to break the count, however as he turns to face Laszlo, Mike has clambered back to his feet and charges at Dre with a mad rage, tackling Cutler to the ground. Mike unleashes a flurry of punches as he tries to vent his frustration on the Heir to the Throne hopeful. After a few blocked shots, Dre drops his guard and Mike gets a few licks in, before he climbs off of Dre, his hair a tangled mess and his face all red from the anger.Vasco Dias: Keep it together Mikeā¦.youāre almost home!
{Mike gives a kick or two to Dre before grabbing him and dragging him to his feet and rolling him into the ring. Mike climbs up onto the apron before taking a deep breath and launching himself over the ropes into a slingshot leg drop onto Dre Cutler. Mike follows up with a pinfall attempt, ONE! ā¦..TWO! -Dre kicks out.Terri Morasco: That had to be more of an insult than an actual pin attempt, right
{Mike doesnāt seem too surprised as he grabs Dre again and drags him back to his feet. This time he whips Cutler off the ropes, but Dre comes sprinting back and ducks under the wild lariat from Laszlo, Dre then sprints to the ropes once more and comes back again rolling over Laszloās back as he ducks down for a monkey toss. Dre then spins around and takes Mike down with an armdrag sending the former Joker in the Pack across the ring. Mike rolls to his feet and runs back to Dre who takes Mike down with another arm drag sending him to the opposite side of the ring now. Angered, Laszlo rolls to his feet again and this time as Dre goes for the arm drag, Mike holds onto him, and pulls him through with a reversal arm drag of his own sending Cutler towards the corner.Vasco Dias: Nice reversal!
Terri Morasco: Weāve had it all, high flying, fists being thrown, and matt wrestling!
{Mike rises to his feet as Dre gets to a knee, Laszlo charges as Dre comes up with a rising clothesline, but Laszlo ducks underneath and runs up the turnbuckle, jumping backwards for a huge moonsault, but Dre jumps into the air grabbing Mike and lifting his knees forcing them both to hit the mat hard, Mike landing on Dreās raised knees. The two of them lay on the mat on the edge of pain and exhaustion as the referee begins his ten count. ONEā¦ā¦...TWOā¦ā¦...THREEā¦ā¦...FOURā¦.-Dre rolls to his knees and starts to catch his breath.Vasco Dias: Not like this, come on!
{FIVEā¦ā¦..SIXā¦ā¦..SEVEN..-Now Mike is reaching for the ropes. EIGHTā¦...NINEā¦.-And both of them manage to get to their feet just within the ten second time limit. Mike stumbles into the middle of the ring, while Cutler pulls himself up on the outside of the apron, before slingshotting himself, and Dre unleashesā¦.DRE SAYS HEY!! Mike slumps to the mat, and Dre drops to cover him. ONEā¦...TWOā¦..THR-NO! Mike KICKS OUT! Dre canāt believe it as he slams the mat. Mike rolls onto his belly and begins to crawl to the ropes. Dre looks up to the sky looking angrier and angrier.Terri Morasco: Dre thought he had it in the bag there, but Laszlo remains tougher than a lot of people give him credit for.
Vasco Dias: Thatās because heās a-
Terri Morasco: If you say mega star again weāre going to have problems.
{Mike uses the ropes to climb to his feet, and Dre charges him, this time going for a running just a standard spear but Mike ducks underneath and out of desperation nails a disastrous NO MERCY!!!! Dre falls like a log, and Mike drops to his knees, trying to catch his breath. He turns and crawls to the body of Dre Cutler and flings his arm over the chest for the cover. ONEā¦...TWOā¦..THR-NO! Dre KICKS OUT! The crowd are losing their minds as both men give everything they can to pull out the victory here.Vasco Dias: This match has been balls out amazing, both men are throwing everything they can at each other.
Terri Morasco: That is just how much the Heir to the Throne, and a chance to become Imperial Champion mean to these men Vasco.
{Mike lays on the mat face down breathing hard, Dreās arm is raised high and he keeps it up as a show of defiance. Mike rolls onto his back away from Dre, and both of them begin to get to their feet. They manage to get their together, and begin to exchange punches, for every left Dre throws, Mike throws one back, and every right Mike throws, Dre throws one back. Mike swings wildly, and Dre ducks under it, hooking Mike and lifting him up onto his shoulders. He turns and charges towards the turnbuckle looking for the a powerbomb into the turnbuckle! But Mike slips off the back, and as Dre turns around nails him with the DOWN PAYMENT!!!Vasco Dias: YES!!!
Terri Morasco: This could be it!
{Laszlo doesnāt quite have enough in the tank to float over and complete the move, instead he opts for the chance to catch his breath. The referee is about to start counting both men, before Laszlo gets to his feet and drag Dre to his. Out of nowhere Dre gets a huge burst of energy and explodes on Mike, he sends a flurry of punches, chops, and kicks really staggering Laszlo dropping the former Imperial Champion to his knees, before executing a near lethal shining wizard. The crowd go nuts, and Dre rolls to a knee, his eyes wide as he points to the turnbuckle to a huge applause.Vasco Dias: Oh, here we go..way to throw the match away rookie!
Terri Morasco: Dre doesnāt want this to be considered a fluke, he wants to put Mike Laszlo away definitively.
{Dre climbs to the corner and gets his balance, extending both arms as the noise in the arena builds to a crescendo before he leaps andā¦.CROWN ME!!! DRE CUTLER HITS THE CROWN ME SPIRAL TAP ON MIKE LASZLO!! HE COVERS! ā¦..ONE! ā¦..TWO! ā¦..THREEE!!!!!! DRE CUTLER IS GOING TO THE FINAL!!! The crowd are going mental as the rookie sensation topples one of IWFās biggest names to earn his place in the Heir to the Throne final.Terri Morasco: He did it! He proved the doubters wrong, and showed the world that he deserves to be here! Dre Cutler is the future of IWF!
Well howdy there pardner.