CELL MATCH
Rowan MacDonnough vs Charity Crowne
{The cell is already in place and the crowd is on its feet!} Terri Morasco: In the first match up we have, I dunno what we have, Rowan MacDonnough takes on Charity Crowne in what feels a bit like…
Vasco Dias: Sanctioned Slaughter! It’s gonna be great! We’ll be picking up Pieces of Crowne for weeks!
{"Pop pop!" The clapping synth intro of "Popular" by The Veronicas plays over the PA, and Charity Crowne walks out onto the stage, rolling her eyes and striking a brief pose at the top of the ramp. She smirks, rolling her wrist, and struts down the ramp, dismissing fans if they reach over the barricade. Charity hooks the cage side with a hand pausing to look at the door and frown climbing into the ring to pose .moving to a ring corner to lean looking just a little pensive.} Alison Valance: Introducing first, from Kensington, London, England weighing In at 130 pounds the 2017 Diamond in the rough CHARITY CROWNE!
{Lights out. The crashing cymbals and screeching opening chord of “Red Stars” by the Birthday Massacre ring out, and red smoke billows from either side of the entranceway ..Charity turns to focus on the entrance way and ..nothing happens but the officials close the door anyway locking it securely and Charity runs for apron side before the lights go out again and when they turn on Rowan is stood in the corner with an amused expression in her eyes as Charity realises she’s trapped turning very suddenly to run bailing out the ring to start running around the ring Rolling back in to quickly stomp ion the incoming Rowan, only for Ronw to catch the third stomp and kock Charity to the ground with a kick to the back of the calf } Terri Morasco: Charity Crowne wants –no part- of this match up!
Vasco Dias: Booooooring!
{Rowan is quick to get atop Charity, firing shots on her as Charity covers up to defend She stands up to start stomping one of her boots missing as Charity rolls out the way, rolling up to charge towards Rowan, ducking a line, then a kick that flies over where her head was, cartwheeling over a low kick attempt and hitting Rowan with knife edge chop , blinking as Rowan smiles at her grabbing the other Diamond into a Muay Thai Clinch to start raining knees to the head as Charity attempts to defend before Rowan turns with a vicious roar and hauls Charity into the Cell wall!} Vasco Dias: That’s it! Throw her around like a Rag doll!
Terri Morasco: Will you stop?!
{Charity is arched on the ground writhing in pain some before Rowan picks up Charity again , running full pace to Throw the woman into the cage wall once more but keeping Charity stood to pull her back as Charity throws a foot up to stop herself f being slammed only for Rowan to kick the back leg out with a chopping Muay Thai style kick knocking Crown into the splits on the mat!} Terri Morasco: Oh! OH! That ..that’s not right!
Vasco Dias: Oh…Flexibility working against the Crowne Jewel!
{Rowan takes a moment to take a step a step back and Charity , more out of reflex a desire to not have her head taken off with the kick that is incoming flattens herself down against her own leg to hook the back leg of Rowan and rolls a bit to get a base under herself and more importantly get out of the splits and to her feet as she’s quick to press the advantage and runs only this time she uses the rope to hit a HUGE knife edge cop on Rowan she carries momentum through as Rowan raises to be hit with another running chop form the other side catch in Roman to whip her into the ropes, she leapfrogs Rowan ion the return, and then drops down quickly for a Sleep attempt which Rowan jumps over before connecting with a back elbow which she drops into a vicious backbreaker! Barely any time to breathe before Charity Bils to the outside to start looking for a weapon, something under the ring } Terri Morasco: Charity is looking for an equaliser!
Vascos Diaz: I’d work on Rowan more than that Before looking
{Indeed Charity doesn’t get too far before he sees the door shut on her again as Rowan is back on her feet like a vengeful spirit, the hate literally burning off her as she grabs Charity on the shoulder and ducks the Back hand Serve! Rising up as Charity finishes the full spin to connect with a Vicious EATER OF SOULS that bounces Charity against the cage wall, Charity starts to sink down but Rowan doesn’t let up, The starts woman to hit repeated head-butts with the Defiler, Before rolling Charity back ito to follow he as Chrity in desperation bouses off teh second and Top Rope hitting the Standing Rowan wit ha picture perfect Best Moon Sault Ever to snag a pin attempt! } ONE!
TWOOO!
THRE..NO! Kick out!
Vasco Dias: Did you see that! That’s some moxie! She’s getting her ass handed to her and she breaks that out!
Terri Morasco: She did win the Diamonds in the Rough for a reason . controversial as it might have been.
{Charity shakes her head and frowns stomping on Rowan a Bit before pulling Hr up and moving to the Cell wall herself Rowan to snap out of herself and pin Charity against the wall with more Muay Thai Knees, Charity’s form starting to go limp a little as she keeps the woman on her feet turning her against the cage to start using the wire like Cheese grater, and yes Charity starts to bleed as you can now hear Rowan’s laughter , not letting up as she pushes a foot against the back of Charity’s head and then pushes down to rake again!} Vasco Dias: That’s it..
Terri Morasco: This is madness!
Vasco Dias: She’s looking to tear Crowne Apart!
{Rowan Picks Charity up and rolls her into the ring taking a minute to pause before digging under the ring. She starts to throw items into the ring, a chair, trash can and lid and then slowly and surely she stands up holding a barbed wire wrapped kendo stick, looking at it as if it were Excalibur its self for a moment it sees as if her eyes are golden as she looks to Charity who is pulling herself to her feet and spies the incoming Rowan , rolling quick to grab a Trash can lid to defensively block the Rain of strikes that Rowan starts to swing in with the stick, Charity manages to roll out the ring and Buy herself a few more seconds even as something between anger and frustration along with some pain before ducking a Kendo stick shot that rattles against the post! Rowan’s momentum is slowed just enough by the shock of that impact that Charity manages to catch Rowan with that now well battered and well used trash can lid making the Irishwoman Stumble. Charity hits her again and then spins to connect with a trashcan lid assisted Backhand Serve! She’s quick to bail Rowan’s form into the ring Sinking down a bit as she catches her own breath.} Vasco Dias: She should be following up! This is a Mistake!
Terri Morasco: This is the first real chance Charity’s had to get any sort of recovery in!
{Charity seems to catch Terri’s and Vasco’s words and it seems to fire her up with a roar as she scrambles up to the apron to pull herself in and try to cover Rowan who doesn’t even give her the benefit of a one count, Charity and Rowan part ways Charity goes to whip Rowan for a corner, Rowan reverses and following in with a running Yakuza Kick! Snarling as she does so!} Terri Moraso: Rowan just will not give it up!
Rowan Wins.
{Charity clings to the top rope , wobbly as Rowan backs herself up to turn Charity around and prop her up on the second rope she looks about res to climb up and deliver another move when she lays a few strikes in and takes a moment to pull Charity’s head in such a way it’s trapped on the top turnbuckle, arms Failing as Rowan steps away to drop a chair in the middle of the ring shaking her head as she moves to strike Charity again to stop her from freeing herself before Stepping back and Hitting a modified Balors Gaze! Charity’s entire form goes stiff and instantly relaxes as Rowan quickly drops to roll Charity backwards onto her knees to Hit the Balor’s Gaze AGAIN a hand gripping Charity’s hair to stop her from slumping and staring as her to make a throat cutting motion before picking Charity up onto her shoulders driving her down with the Strom of The Morrigan on the chair in the middle of the ring!} ONE..
TWO..
THREE!
{Rowan stands with grim determination and laughing maybe a little loudly holding Charity‘s hair in one hand as she forces the woman to her knees, from the floor keeping her from falling and showing her off like a Bloody Trophy to the crowd} Terri Morasco: She’s done! This is over!
Vasco Dias: We might actually agree on this score.
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, by pinfall! Rowan MacDonnough!
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SEGMENT
”I’m Over It”
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{ We cut backstage to Rob Diamond in the interview area. He’s looking down at the floor but the anger on his face is obvious. } Rob Diamond: I’ve got nothing left to lose… No career… No title opportunities… No one to go home to at night…
{ He looks up now, seething with hatred. } Rob Diamond: I know you think it’s a stupid thing to be mad about after all these years but Steve?
{ He pauses. } Rob Diamond: When I look at you I see everything I should have had! You’ve got the big house! The millions of dollars! The hot wife! The lucrative career! You’ve got everything a man could want including a legendary career… And what do I have? Accomplishments won in your fucking shadow… A life lived in your fucking shadow. IWF was supposed to be my new beginning and just as I really started to cement myself as a force of nature around here who saunters through the door and takes it all away again!?
{ He half laughs. } Rob Diamond: Steve fucking Awesome.
{ But it’s replaced with a sneer. } Rob Diamond: Ever since I have done everything in my power to tear you down. I’ve exposed you to your wife, I’ve stolen your contract, I’ve made it impossible for you to get anywhere near a championship without running head first into me but STILL YOU SURVIVE! You thrive… Through everything you have made yourself out to be the victim and the stupid fucking idiots in the crowd eat it up. They see you as their personal Superman! When you couldn’t be further from the truth…
{ He takes a long breath. } Rob Diamond: Fact of the matter if you’re the single worst person I’ve ever known. The way you treat your so called friends and family is disgusting. Mandi is little more than window dressing in your world when she would be a goddess in mine! The fans eat out of your blood soaked hands when they should be cheering me for everything I’ve overcome! Spike Kane may have cut off a portion of my finger but he would never do what you’ve done to me! He never went out of his way like you have to ruin every facet of my life like you have… Steve… I fucking hate you.
{ Rob closes his eyes for a moment. } Rob Diamond: But I’m over it… I’m letting it go… After tonight… I won’t care about you anymore… I just want to do something I should have done a long time ago… Beat you in the middle of that ring and prove I am better than Steve fucking Awesome…
{ He looks into the lens with absolute confidence as we fade to black. } ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Tonight I End The War”
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{We open up backstage to find Steve Awesome dressed in his ring gear awaiting his time to enter the match.} Steve Awesome: I've been wrestling for almost fifteen years. I've main evented a lot of big nights in my career. Nights of Champions, Nights to Remember, and now here at my second Night of the Immortals I step into the ring in a different kind of match. It isn't about titles or victories it's about a friendship hanging on by a severed thread.
Steve Awesome: You know, Rob and I, we have been battling each other for almost a year and I think its pretty safe to say that we have said everything there is to say to each other. We've gone through the list and now tonight, no matter what happens, tonight is going to be the night we put this rivalry to rest.
{Steve runs a palm through his hair.} Steve Awesome: Rob was my best friend but now he hates me because of some conspiracy theory that came from NCW and I think it's clear that I can't change his mind and get him to let it go and that's a damn shame. So it's time for all this to end. Before somebody else gets hurt.
{Steve continues to look into the camera.} Steve Awesome: Tonight I end this war.....and I'll do it one way or the other....
{Steve throws them up} Steve Awesome: Deuces.
GRUDGE MATCH
Steve Awesome vs Rob Diamond
{ Jekyll and Hyde by FFDP hits the pa as the lights start to strobe pink. Rob Diamond slowly struts out onto the ramp as the crowd boos him with everything they've got, he smiles and looks around the arena before raising both hands up over his head giving a two finger salute to the entire crowd. He walks down the full length of the ramp both middle fingers held high and his head bowed before reaching the ring where he drops his arms and rolls in under the bottom rope. } Allison Valance: Introducing to the ring at this time-
{ Rob rips the microphone from her hands as the music starts to fade slightly. } Rob Diamond: THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!
{ He whips the mic over his shoulder and out of the ring as he runs up to one of the corners of the ring, jumps onto the second rope and throws up the two finger salute again. The crowd loses their minds as Rob brings his fists together and flips off the people directly in front of him before turning and dropping off the ropes. } Vasco Dias: Here he is! The greatest of all time! The lord of time and space! The dark god of the multiverse! ROB DIAMOND!!!!
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond has been feuding with Steve Awesome for over a year now, their blood feud is one for the record books!
Vasco Dias: Record books that will show Rob Diamond as the ultimate winner! No one deserves to be declared the winner more than Rob Diamond!
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond has gone out of his way to screw with Steve Awesome! He stole Steve’s contract, took ownership of his house, kicked Steve out in the middle of Christmas! Rob Diamond deserves to has his ass handed to him!
Vasco Dias: You would say that. You’ve always been biased toward that rock hard ab having piece of crap Steve Awesome!
Terri Morasco: I support those who deserve it.
{ All the lights in the arena die out and the fans in attendance start chanting his name.
"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"
Dramatic Pause.
"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"
The lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones.
Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!
If you see her wont you tell her for me/
It's better this way to avoid all the misery
The chorus plays again as Steve walks down to the ring. The guitar starts soloing and Steve hops into the ring and he provocatively slips off his jacket and then spins and drops into a kneel and he flexes his arms. He gets a slow motion effect as pyro sprays behind him. } Terri Morasco: There he is! The righteous warrior! Steve Awesome!
Vasco Dias: Are you kidding me!? Steve Awesome cost Rob Diamond his career!?
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond asked for it!
Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond just wanted vengeance for NCW!
Terri Morasco: Vengeance for something that happened years ago!? Rob needs to get over it and accept that Steve isn’t the demon Rob makes Steve out to be!
Vasco Dias: Steve Awesome is the devil!
{ The referee just barely calls for the bell when Rob Diamond explodes out of the corner and crashes into Steve Awesome hard with a Lou Thez press right into a ground and pound. Rob unleashes hard rights and lefts into the face of Steve Awesome as he tries to protect himself, holding up his arms in defense. Rob continues to rain down punches but the referee finally steps in and pulls Rob away. Steve pulls himself up and Rob charges him but Steve connects with a High leg clothes line! } Terri Morasco: There we go! Steve Awesome is right back in this after that opening assault from Rob Diamond!
Vasco Dias: Steve Awesome is taking advantage of the separation, Rob had him where he wanted him.
Terri Morasco: Isn’t that the name of the game?
Vasco Dias: No.
{ Steve Awesome runs into a trying to stand Rob Diamond and sends him hard into the corner with an Irish whip. Steve then runs at Rob looking for a Stinger Splash but Rob moves out of the way and Steve eats the turn buckle. Rob is behind Steve now and grabs him for a devastating release German suplex! Steve tries to roll up to his feet as Rob comes in and lifts Steve up for a big spine buster but Steve hooks the neck of Rob and brings him down into a devastating ddt!!! } Terri Morasco: These two know each other so well!
Vasco Dias: Rob and Steve have definitely scouted each others moves.
Terri Morasco: That’s what great wrestlers and best friends do.
{ Steve bounces off the ropes as Rob tries to stand and looks for a shining wizard but Rob gets under him and then grabs Steve from behind for a Russian leg sweep! Rob then pops back up and begins to taunt Steve as he waits for him to stand. Slowly Steve gets back to his feet as Rob looks for the Fist Full of Democracy but Steve gets under it and connects with the JAWBREAKER!!! Rob goes down. } Terri Morasco: JAWBREAKER SUPER KICK!!!!
Vasco Dias: That son of a bitch is cheating!
Terri Morasco: Steve is playing by the same rules as Rob!
Vasco Dias: CHEATING!!!!
{ Steve quickly covers Rob but its just a quick one count as Rob gets his shoulder right up. Steve pushes himself to his feet and looks down on Rob who is trying to stand. Steve runs in for the EJECTED but Rob manages to land on his feet behind Steve and this time he connects with the FIST FULL OF DEMOCRACY!!! Awesome staggers and falls back as Rob charges him for a major clothes line over the top rope and both men go tumbling to the outside! } Terri Morasco: Both men are entering no man’s land!
Vasco Dias: This is where Rob truly shines.
Terri Morasco: Where Rob can bend the rules.
Vasco Dias: There are no rules in a blood feud!
{ Rob is the first one up and he grabs Steve by the hair but Steve grabs Rob for a jawbreaker drop against his chin! Steve then whips Rob hard into the front of the announce table and runs in with his own clothes line! Steve clears off the top of the announce table then rolls Rob onto it. Steve pulls Rob up to his feet and looks for a swinging neck breaker but Rob grabs Steve for a German suplex in the middle of it and sends the both of them through the announce table!!! } Terri Morasco: JESUS CHRIST!!!!
Vasco Dias: That was insane!!!!
Terri Morasco: They know each other so well it’s amazing!
Vasco Dias: Rob countered Steve and put them both through the table, this is crazy!
{ Both men are very slow to stand as the damage to their bodies is obvious. Eventually they are both to their feet and Rob cold cocks Steve with a right hand but Steve counters with a vicious left and then hits a nasty leaping knee that he follows up with a swinging neck breaker! } Terri Morasco: Awesome in in control after that nasty table spot!
Vasco Dias: FOR NOW!!!!
{ Steve stumbles toward the steel steps, once he reaches them he sends the top half flying and exposes the bottom half of the steps. Rob has now found his way up and comes running up behind Steve with a clubbing blow over the back of his head. Rob unleashes with a folly of blows the back of Steve’s head and then twists him around and sets him up for a release vertical suplex but Steve blocks it and instead picks Rob up for a nasty spine buster across the steel steps!!! } Terri Morasco: What a sickening spine buster!!!
Vasco Dias: Steve Awesome is an animal!!!
Terri Morasco: Steve Awesome is doing what it takes to survive!
Vasco Dias: Steve is a monster!!!
{ Awesome pulls Rob up and sends him back into the ring to break up the count. Steve rolls in aswell and gets right to his feet. Steve rushes at Rob who grabs him for a Standard Eighties Style Mike Rotundo Hip Toss!!!! Steve gets right up but Rob is right there with another devastating HIP TOSS!!! Steve gets up again and Rob hooks him but Steve flips through the hip toss and hits Rob with a JAWBREAKER!!!! but Rob Diamond snatches out of the air and spins Steve around and Rob goes for a clothesline but Steve goes underneath the clothesline and Rob spins around fast enough to block a punch from Steve. He blocks another and even blocks a low kick. Rob goes for his own and Steve dodges left and swerves right and Steve catches a low kick. Steve ducks the enziguri but eats the mule kick, Steve staggers back from the shot and Rob runs in with a spear but Steve manages to leapfrog over him and Rob stops himself in time. Rob turns around and see's Steve poised and ready to go. Much to his dismay.} Terri Morasco: These two guys have been so evenly matched. I don't think I can say it enough to really get that across.
Vasco Dias: These guys have been wrestling so long they have a counter for pretty much everything the other one does.
{Rob shouts a cuss word and Steve just smirks and raises an eyebrow and they run at it again and this time Steve starts low with an elbow to the midsection. Steve goes for an axe kick but Rob backs out of the way, Steve swings with a roundhouse kick but Rob dodges it Steve tries to grab Rob for a back suplex but rob sprawls out and manages to switch into a side headlock and he does his best to grind it hard, his elbow and forearm rubbing against the temple of awesome. Steve uses his leg strength to power Rob back and Rob collides into the corner, Steve thinking he was free starts to walk forward but Rob reaches out and yanks down on steve's hair and steve falls back to the mat hard. Rob goes for a brutal stomp to the face but Steve moves out of the way. Steve gets to his feet and Rob and Rob eats a back elbow. He staggers back and Steve follows up with one more and then he bounces off the ropes for momentum and he nails the flying forarm. Steve kips back up to his feet as the crowd cheer.} Terri Morasco: I think Steve is starting to feel it here, we've seen him come back with this series of moves many times.
Vasco Dias: I think he's going to regret it, terri!
Terri Morasco: He picks up the groggy Rob Diamond and he scoops slams to the ground.
{Steve pantomimes writing out an autograph and then flippantly flicks it at the fallen Rob. And then he drops one lone elbow to pose on Rob's body but ROB SNATCHES HIM INTO A TRIANGLE CHOKE!} Vasco Dias: HA! I TOLD YOU HE WOULD!
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond has Steve Awesome trapped in the middle of the ring.
{Steve is scrambling in the hold trying to find a way out of it. He lunges with his right and left legs but cant find the ropes. He is about to fade when Steve manages to plant his legs and actually lift Rob up into a powerbomb position even though Rob still has Steve in the triangle. Steve for some reason can't get his legs under him thanks to the awkward positioning and he starts stumbling back toward the ropes on the other side of the ring. Steve stumbles back and the both go spinning out of the ring to floor outside in almost a whip cracking momentum. Rob smashed his head on the apron and he's lying on the ground cussing up a storm to drown out the pain and Steve just thudded on the ground after being whiped out of the ring neck first and hasn't really moved since.} Terri Morasco: OH MY! Did you see the velocity of that flip!
Vasco Dias: They could both be seriously hurt.
Terri Morasco: Both men want to win, both too stubborn to lose. They are going to do some crazy stuff.
{The referee is starting his count as both men lay on the floor after that big fall. Rob starts to stir, self cracking his neck as he climbs to his feet he notices Steve trying to get to his feet and he grabs Steve by the hair and drags him up to his feet and rolls him into the ring to break the count. Steve tries to get back to his feet in the ring but he doesn't see Rob come at him with the spear and just take the breath away from Steve as he crumples to the mat. Rob looks happy about it and goes for the pin. 1....2....Steve gets a shoulder up. Rob shakes his head and drags Steve up to his feet and goes for the Diamond cutter and he goes for another pinfall 1....2.....Steve with another shoulder up. Rob slaps the mat and yells that its it and and grabs Steve for the Dominicus Driver and just plants him head first into the mat. Rob wipes his hands clean and hooks the leg. 1......2......shoulder up! Rob's head lays on the lifeless Steve Awesome and he can't believe that Steve still kicked out.} Vasco Dias: How in the hell did Steve kick out of that!? That was everything Rob had.
Terri Morasco: Maybe Rob really can't put Steve Awesome away? Maybe it just can't be done?
Vasco Dias: You don't say that, Terri. It is possible! Rob can do it, and he will do it he just....um....needs to figure out what to do next....
{Rob argues with the ref a bit as he thinks about some of his moves that he hasn't done yet. He takes a deep breath to calm himself down and he goes back after Steve Awesome and he drags the man back up to his feet. Steve seems lifeless until he comes out of nowhere with a forearm to the jaw that echoes throughout the arena. Steve drops to one knee and Rob staggers back holding his jaw. Rob glares back at Steve and he fires back with a super stiff forearm right to the head and Rob fires back with another one and another one and you can see them smashing right into the side of Steve's head and he just gets angry and fires back from a kneeling position with a stiff overhand swinging chop that catches Rob right in the nose and mouth. The smack sound echos in the building and when Rob moves his hands away from his face you start to see blood trickle down from his nose and lip. Rob see's a small pool of it in his hands and he yells at Steve and comes back with a brutal yakuza kick right to the face and Steve falls back down to the ground. Rob wipes away more blood and he gets angry and just starts stomping on the back of Steve's neck. JUST DIE ALREADY he screams at him as he stomps viciously. Rob then eyes the turnbuckle.} Terri Morasco: What is Rob thinking here?
Vasco Dias: A blast from the past here?
{Rob climbs up, does the crotch chop on the turnbuckle and then he leaps off with the FIFTY STAR FROG SPLASH! But Steve rolls out of the way and he eats the canvas. Steve does his best to capitalize on this opportunity and he pulls himself up using the ropes, Rob, who is slowly attempting to catch his breath, see's Steve stomping over and Rob goes for a swing but Steve ducks the strike and lifts Rob on his shoulders perhaps looking for a SteveKO but Rob slips out from the back and goes for a neckbreaker but Steve breaks out of Rob's grip and goes for an arm drag but Rob lands on his feet and runs back in but Steve lifts Rob up again for the SteveKO and he goes to spin but Rob somehow manages to shift his weight during the move and he snaps Steve down with the Diamond Cutter! 1......2......Steve gets the shoulder up. Rob slaps the mat in anger.} Terri Morasco: What a reversal from Rob Diamond. But it still wasn't enough to beat Steve Awesome!
Vasco Dias: I'm having trouble wondering what will?
{Steve pulls himself up to his feet and Rob is there to meet him with another stiff closed fist to the side of the face and Awesome staggers back and he comes back with a hard right of his own and then snaps off a front dropkick that hits Rob right in the face. Rob comes back to his feet but the slightly faster Steve Awesome is back on his feet and buries a kick into Rob's midsection, Steve hooks him up for an old move he called the Ego Check (styles clash dropped onto his knees as a piledriver like move) Steve hooks the leg. 1.....2......kick out by Rob! Rob looked dazed and was still bleeding from the nose and lip still tried to pull himself up and Steve was stalking him for the SteveKO. Steve looks at his friend....you can tell he feels remorse for what he's about to do....but he lifts Rob up and drops him with the STEVEKO!} Terri Morasco: BLAM! Right there in the center of the ring.
Vasco Dias: NO!
{Steve hooks the leg, 1......2......Rob still gets the shoulder up. Steve shook his head and drags Rob to his feet, lifts him up for another SteveKO. Hooks the leg...1.......2.....another groggy shoulder up. Steve just shakes his head in frustration and lifts Rob up for another SteveKO but Rob slips off this time and shoves Steve toward the corner, but Steve was one step ahead and he used his agility to climb up the turnbuckle and leap back with a diving moonsault! But Rob was TWO steps ahead, saw the moonsault coming and hung back and just before Steve could land on his feet, Rob BLASTS HIM WITH A SPEAR! Steve falls forward and blasts his face off the bottom rope! Rob wastes no time and drags Steve to the middle of the ring and flips over and we see that the somehow the rope was able to cut Steve open over the eye and blood was now starting cover the side of the Face of the Franchise. Rob hooks the leg as tight as he could. 1......2......but Steve kicks out! Rob just cannot believe it!} Terri Morasco: These men have been wrestling for a long time, were going to throw away the time limit here tonight if need be.
Vasco Dias: We only do that for important matches too. It doesn't get much bigger than this folks.
{Steve is laying on the mat, the cut on his head creating small pools of blood on the mat below him. Rob's arms and shirt has been stained red to catch the blood coming from his nose but he is also laying on the mat just trying to catch his breath.} Terri Morasco: These men, they refuse to quit. They have tried every move they have in there arsenal's and nothing has worked.
Vasco Dias: They have to be looking for like a fourth or a fifth gear or something...
{Steve Awesome pulls himself to all fours and Rob follows suit. Both men, bloody, exhausted, at the end of there ropes, they climb to there feet and they start trading punches in the middle of the ring.} Terri Morasco: This match has gone beyond technique here in the extra innings. Without much gameplan left these two rivals have resorted to just throwing punches.
Vasco Dias: They have got to be exhausted!
{Steve pops off a right that staggers Rob, Rob fires back a shot that forces Steve to one knee but he pulls himself back up and nails a stiff right back into Rob. This just goes on for a few more cycles until they both nail each other with right hands that stagger each other at the same time. But they both come back and they both attempt head butts at the exact same time! A hard clunk is heard and both men fall to the ground out cold. But both men somehow instinctively think to drape an arm over each other for a double pin!} Terri Morasco: THERE PINNING EACH OTHER!
Vasco Dias: It can't end like this!
{The ref drops to position and goes for the count. 1......2.......they both kick out at the exact same time!} Terri Morasco: How are they still alive? How are they still going after all this time?
Vasco Dias: We may have to cut short another match for this!
{Both men do there best to pull themselves to there feet but there knees are the best they can muster. Steve showing a fresh batch of blood from his wound and Rob either has Steve blood on his face or he has his own forehead wound because he is covered as well. There on there knees, using there last bits of energy to swing wild punches at each other.} Terri Morasco: Look I know, we were hoping for a winner here, but how long can we expect them to wrestle each other here?
Vasco Dias: Maybe it's just a draw?
{They continue to trade punches and Rob swings a good one and nails Steve who falls forward and it looks like the only thing holding him up was Rob himself. And suddenly, Steve starts crying. Rob hears sobbing and pushes him forward and sure enough there was now a mixture of blood, sweat, and tears covering Steve's face.} Rob Diamond: What the fuck? Are you fucking crying!?
{Steve tries to wipe his eyes but tears and blood just refilled the spot} Steve Awesome: I did it! I fucking did it. I never told anybody not even Mandi-
{Rob holds off on punching him for just a second.} Rob Diamond: The hell are you talking about!?
Steve Awesome: I was scared. Afraid you were going to take my spot, afraid that you were going to be better than me, so I fucking did it!”
{Steve says, his voice breaking with anguish as he spoke. Rob punches him in the face again. His eyes starting to well up.} Rob Diamond: What are you talking about!?
{Steve holds it in for a few more seconds until he finally says it.} Steve Awesome: Back in NCW....in that title match.....I buried you man....
{Rob's eye twitches and he screams and he finds the energy to spear Steve back into the corner turnbuckle and he starts reigning punches but Steve just takes them as he continues to speak.} Steve Awesome: I buried you-
{Crack} Steve Awesome: Leonard Fox was in on it the whole damn time.
{Twack} Steve Awesome: we both wanted you gone from NCW.
{Smack. Steve just eats another punch.} Rob Diamond: Shut the fuck up! Stop fucking talking and fight!
{Rob starts to choke Steve but he does his best to keep talking.} Steve Awesome: I.....ruined....your.....career....
Rob Diamond: I said shut up!
{Rob pulls one hand off his neck and punches him again.} Steve Awesome: I told you I'd do what it took to end this.....I never told anyone....
{Rob slows down, thinking about what he's hearing staring into Steve's bloody face.} Steve Awesome: But I don't regret it man....because if not I would have never became close to you. I would have never gotten the chance to have you as my best friend. I know I screwed you over bad at first but you have to know that everything that we went through together as friends....it was real! It came from my heart.
{Rob starts crying himself.} Steve Awesome: I love you man. And I don't care if you have to hate me until the end of time, you will ALWAYS have a special place in my heart. You. Are. My. Brother. No matter what! And you'll have to live with that forever!
Vasco Dias: I'm not crying, your crying.
Terri Morasco: no one accused you of crying.
Vasco Dias: Okay im totally crying.
{Rob smiles and puts his arm out for a handshake and pulls Steve out of the corner and then rolls him up for a pin fall. 1....2.....but Steve kicks out. Steve looks up Rob, kind of surprised and he just shrugs.} Rob Diamond: we are in the middle of a match, brother.
{Rob smiles, and Steve smiles back and they lock back up and Steve ducks under a right hand and lifts Rob up for the SteveKO and Rob drops out of it, and goes for Diamond Cutter but Steve pushes Rob off, Steve tries to hit the Jawbreaker superkick but Rob ducks underneath and he lifts Steve up on his shoulders and BAM, Rob Diamond hits the SteveKO. 1.....2.......3!!!!!!!!!!} Terri Morasco: Rob has done it! Rob just beat Steve Awesome at A Night of the
Immortals. He finally got that monkey off his back.
Vasco Dias: he deserves it.
{Rob is overcome with emotion as the ref raises his hand, Steve comes up, holding his neck in defeat and offers a hand to shake Rob's hand. Rob hesitates and wraps his arms around Steve Awesome in a warm embrace.} Vasco Dias: Did you ever think we'd see that, Terri?
Terri Morasco: Not exactly, Vasco, but miracles can and do happen here at A Night of the Immortals. Rob Diamond found out a lot and it looks like there is a chance that Steve and Rob could be friends again.
{Awesome raises Rob's arm in victory and then rolls out of the ring to let Rob celebrate his victory.} JOKER IN THE PACK 2017 LADDER MATCH
Winner receives guaranteed future Championship opportunity of their choice.
Will Fenell vs Ryan Shane vs Sam Braxton vs Dean Coulter vs Devlin Raine vs Derek Brooks
{We see a shot of ringside where numerous ladders have been set up. It then gets to Alison Valance in the ring.} Alison Valance: The following contest is the Joker in the Pack match! The first competitor to climb a ladder and claim the briefcase, will get a future championship opportunity!
{The Lights Darken as the Into of "OMEN" start to play, whilst the beat picks up Devlin emerges from the crowd wearing his jacket and the Guy Fawkes mask.} Alison Valance: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, and weighing two hundred and ten pounds, “The Destiny Dealer” Devlin Raine!!!
{The Destiny Dealer steps up on the guard railing slowly as he slips off the mask and slides under the bottom rope to salute at the crowd waving his hands to the music as if conducting an orchestra and then turns to keep eyes about him.} Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine broke on the scene in the IWF, winning the Cruiserweight Invitational.
Vasco Dias: Impressive, but the Joker in the Pack separates the men from boys.
{The arena darkens and the lights flicker as the intro to “Stick to Your Guns” by the Sick Puppies plays. As the song kicks into gear (00:20) Sam Braxton appears on the stage, hidden by a dark hooded jacket. Sam crouches down, his arms outstretched wide and his fingers twitching in anticipation.
(00:31) “It’s a waste of time to try and please everyone one around. You can’t believe the words you hear that try to bring you down. (You can’t change, what you can’t change) So don’t even try.” (00:44)} Alison Valance: Introducing next, from Brisbane, Queensland, Australia, weighing two hundred and two pounds, Sam Braxton!!
{Sam rises to his feet with an aggressive flourish and with an ominous smile he advances towards the ring, spurning any and all members of the crowd along the way.
(00:45) “So burn all of the pages to erase the part of you. That ever thought you could never be who you wanted to. (You can’t change, what you can’t change) So don’t even try.” (00:58)
Sam bounds onto the apron and then over the ropes into the ring, ascending a nearby turnbuckle, pointing out to the crowd.
(01:02) “You’re not innocent now. Cause your whole world is inside out. No don’t give up what you believe in, this time there’s no sleep until you die. So pray to your god (But you know better, know you better) Stick to your guns. Cause you’re on your own.” (01:29)
Sam backflips off of the turnbuckle and once again assumes a crouch, this time with one hand resting on the ring, and the other on his thigh, as the lights return to normal and the music gradually fades.} Terri Morasco: One half of The Lost Boys is in the ring. The two of them are usually seen together.
Vasco Dias: Just shows how much of an every man for himself this situation is.
{The arena darkens and the lights flicker as the intro to “Stick to Your Guns” by the Sick Puppies plays. As the song kicks into gear (00:20) Dean Coulter appears on the stage, eyes downcast initially and hidden by a dark hooded jacket. He looks up suddenly with his arms crossed in front of his chest and looks from one side of the crowd to the other with an unimpressed expression.
(00:31) “It’s a waste of time to try and please everyone one around. You can’t believe the words you hear that try to bring you down. (You can’t change, what you can’t change) So don’t even try.” (00:44)} Alison Valance: Introducing next, from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia, weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds, Dean Coulter!!!
{Wasting no time Dean marches down the ramp, ignoring the crowd as he passes and looks only at the ring/opponent. Pointing and trash talking as he goes.
(00:45) “So burn all of the pages to erase the part of you. That ever thought you could never be who you wanted to. (You can’t change, what you can’t change) So don’t even try.” (00:58)
Dean ascends to the apron and looks once more out to the crowd. With a condescending shake of the head he climbs through the ropes.
(01:02) “You’re not innocent now. Cause your whole world is inside out. No don’t give up what you believe in, this time there’s no sleep until you die. So pray to your god (But you know better, know you better) Stick to your guns. Cause you’re on your own.” (01:29)
Dean Coulter takes position in the centre of the ring and stands proudly, throwing his arms out wide as the lights return to normal and the music gradually fades.} Terri Morasco: I know you pointed out how it's every man for himself, but Braxton and Coulter could get the upper hand by working together.
Vasco Dias: True, but only one man can win.
{The synthesized beginning of "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins to play as the crowd grows silent.} YOU READYYYY!?
LET'S GO!
{The beat breaks in and the strobe lights around the arena go with said beat as the crowd begins to amp up.} "This is ten percent luck..."
{As the lyrics begin a single spotlight shines on the man known as "Greatness" before he glances over his shoulder, staring down at the ring. With a concentrated look he slowly turns and starts down to the ring as he's announced.} Alison Valance: From New York City, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is "Greatness Personified"...DEREK BROOKS!
{He holds out his arms at the end of the walkway as his name echoes throughout the arena as the fans cheer him on. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron to the corner where he ascends and looks out to the crowd before flinging his arm in the air much to their appease. He jumps down and steps through the ropes, walking to the center, bouncing around, light as a cat despite his large frame as he gazes out to the crowd before snapping around, climbing the corner and flinging his arm in the air again as the flashbulbs go off everywhere. He jumps down and continues bouncing from one foot to the other in a graceful manner as he waits for the match to begin.} Terri Morasco: Derek Brooks is an impressive specimen who hasn't been able to put it all together yet in the IWF.
Vasco Dias: He looks the part, but I have doubts he has the capability to climb the ladder.
{"Victim" by Eighteen Visions begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out from behind the curtain. Pyro goes off as Shane makes his way to the ring as the fans erupt in a mixture of cheers and boos.} Alison Valance: From Allen Park, Michigan, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, Ryan Shane!!!
{As he gets to the ring he hops onto the apron and enters. Once in the ring and then stands he raises his hands high to the continued mixed reaction of the crowd.} Terri Morasco: The former Man of Steel champion is considered the favorite by many.
Vasco Dias: Who Terri? I need names. I refuse to believe there are that many stupid people out there.
"Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba. You pussy @#$! finna make me kill one a y'all"
{We hear the opening intro for Atlanta's own T.I "Hurt" come over the P.A. system. We see the Redneck Rampage banner across the tron as the house lights dim a bit and a red and white hue takes over the arena. One half of the Brothers Fenell, Will comes walking out from behind the curtain he's nodding his head with the beat of the song and flashes his grill at the fans as he walks down the ramp way.} Alison Valance: Finally from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, “The Pitbull” Will Fenell!!!
{Will roll's into the ring flashes his grill once more then goes to his corner bouncing from foot to foot before bending down like a catcher behind home plate but resting his arms on his legs and waits for the opening bell of the match.} Terri Morasco: Here is another guy who could walk out with the Joker in the Pack briefcase.
Vasco Dias: Will Fenell wants to be considered the best, and he is willing to do what it takes to make it so.
{All six men are inside of the ring and staring up at the briefcase. As the match gets closer to its start they begin to turn their attention on each other.} DING DING DING
Terri Morasco: There is the bell. It's not going to be easy for any of these men to grab that briefcase Vasco.
Vasco Dias: No, but it sure will be entertaining!
{As the match starts out, the six men circle each other. In an instant they all converge in the center of the ring start exchanging blows. Shane starts working over Coulter in the corner with lefts. In the opposite corner Fenell is working over Braxton. Brooks has tossed Raine over the top and followed him out to the floor. Fenell and Shane try to work together by whipping the two Lost Boys into each other. Coulter leap frogs over a ducking Braxton and the two having switched partners start laying into Shane and Fenell with kicks before clotheslining them to the floor where Brooks and Raine are still going at it.} Terri Morasco: The Lost Boys have cleared the ring and the crowd doesn't seem to approve.
Vasco Dias: It looks like they are going to get the ladders early. I can't wait!
{Braxton heads outside the ring and slides a ladder into Coulter. He begins to place it under the briefcase. Brooks having just slammed Raine into the barricade notices and slides into the ring to take on both Lost Boys. Sam and Dean pounce on him and whip him into the ropes. When he bounces back he ducks under a double chop attempt and hits hits his own double clothesline. Brooks then picks up the ladder as Shane and Fenell are getting back into the ring. Brooks swings the ladder and connects with both Shane and Fenell.} Terri Morasco: Derek Brooks cleaning house!
Vasco Dias: The man who controls the ladder, controls the match.
{Brooks is talking trash to his fallen opponents and he doesn't notice Raine getting back into the ring. Devlin hits him with a dropkick as he turns around. The ladder connects with Brooks sending him to the mat and leaving Raine as the last man standing. Braxton gets to his feet and Raine kicks him in the gut before slamming him onto the ladder.} Devlin Raine: CANNONBALL!!!
{He delivers a back senton to Braxton and the crowd cheers. As Raine gets to his feet Coulter tries to attack and he slams him onto the ladder. He shouts cannonball once again and hits another back senton. Ryan Shane and Will Fenell suffer the same fate and the crowd shouts along with Devlin Raine. Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine is using the ring as his own personal swimming pool.
Vasco Dias: One of these times he's going to break his neck diving into the shallow end.
{Devlin turns his attention to Brooks but before he can slam him onto the ladder Derek hits him in the gut and connects with a vicious spinebuster on the ladder. He then picks Raine up and tosses him over the ropes. Brooks picks up the ladder and sees that his opponents are starting to stir. Instead of going for the briefcase he sets the ladder into the corner. One by one as his opponents get to their feet they are whipped into the ladder. When all four men are stacked up Brooks charges in with a shoulder tackle, crushing them into the ladder. The four men roll out of the ring, leaving Derek Brooks all alone.} Terri Morasco: Derek Brooks proving how great he could be as he clears the ring.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but instead of going to get the briefcase he is running his mouth.
{Brooks finally grabs the ladder from the corner and sets it up underneath the briefcase. He starts to climb the ladder and when he gets to the top reaches for it. Sam and Dean slide into the ring and start rocking the ladder back and forth. It tips over and Derek Brooks gets crotched on the top rope. The Lost Boys then dump him out to the floor.} Terri Morasco: Derek Brooks looks to be in a tremendous amount of pain Vasco.
Vasco Dias: You have no idea!
{Inside of the ring, Sam and Dean set the ladder up in the middle of the ring. The two tag team partners reach the top and both reach for the case. It appears both of them are pleading their case with each other. Neither of the Lost Boys attacking the other, but also not letting go of the case.} Terri Morasco: Coulter and Braxton seem to be arguing about who is going to claim the case.
Vasco Dias: It's not an argument, it's a friendly debate.
{The two men take too long to decide who is going to grab the case. This allows Shane and Fenell to get back into the ring. They climb the ladder and they powerbomb the Lost Boys from the ladder to the mat.} Terri Morasco: Brutal powerbombs from Ryan Shane and Will Fenell.
Vasco Dias: The Lost Boys need to work together.
{As Ryan and Will stand on opposite sides of the ladder, Will smirks at Ryan before tossing the ladder over the top rope. He wants to lock up with him and Shane obliges. Will takes the upper hand with an arm drag into an armbar. Ryan tries to free him by rolling through but Fenell doesn't release the hold. Shane is finally able to break free with a well placed elbow. He follows it up with a,flurry of left hands but when he goes for the discus punch, Will Fenell ducks and drops him on his head with a belly to back suplex.} Terri Morasco: Ryan Shane looking for the Southpaw Shuffle but The Pitbull was able to counter it into a suplex.
Vasco Dias: He needs to capitalize but there isn't a ladder in the ring.
{That is soon remedied as Coulter and Braxton slide two more rings in from outside the ring. The Lost Boys reenter the ring, followed by Brooks and Raine. Will distracted gets hit with a lungblower (Someday Snap) by Shane. Shane and Brooks both go to pick up a ladder at the same time. As they are fighting over it, Raine uses it to catapult himself toward the Lost Boys. Sam and Dean having a ladder of there own try to take out Devlin but he lands on their ladder. From there he hits a moonsault onto Shane and Brooks. Coulter and Braxton then take Devlin out with their ladder.} Terri Morasco: Amazing agility by Devlin Raine but he paid for it.
Vasco Dias: There's the teamwork that makes The Lost Boys so dangerous.
{Braxton and Coulter begin setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring. Fenell gets back to his feet and hits an Ode to Angle (Angle Slam) on Dean Coulter sending him to the floor, leaving himself and Braxton as the only two in the ring. Sam Braxton uses his martial arts background to lay into Fenell with kicks. The dazed Pitbull falls to his knees and Braxton hits the Fade to Black (discus roundhouse kick) before climbing the ladder. He stops near the top and leaps hitting a shooting star leg drop.} Terri Morasco: Sam Braxton with a little Thunder From Down Under.
Vasco Dias: The man can really work!
{As Braxton gets to his feet, he is taken off of them by Derek Brooks with a clothesline. Brooks then picks up the dazed Lost Boy and kicks the second ladder into place. Brooks climbs the ladder as Braxton’s tag team partner rolls into the ring. Brooks hits his version of the Rock Bottom from one ladder to another. All Dean Coulter does is watch.} Terri Morasco: A Display of Greatness by Derek Brooks and Sam Braxton could be broken in half.
Vasco Dias: Dean Coulter could have saved him. We might be seeing some cracks in their team after all.
{He doesn't save his partner but that doesn't stop Coulter from attacking Brooks as he gets to his feet. Coulter nails Sunset Drive (running corkscrew neckbreaker) and then looks to the ladder realizing he is all alone. As he ascends the ladder, Devlin Raine springboards from the top rope and meets him at the top. The two exchange blows on the ladder until Devlin Raine hits a stiff forearm knocking Coulter off the ladder and into the arms of a waiting Will Fenell.} Terri Morasco: Will Fenell with an overhead belly to belly suplex to Dean Coulter!
Vasco Dias: I think he cleared the top rope!
{As Coulter crashes to the mats outside of the ring, Devlin Raine is getting a little cocky inside of it. Will Fenell tries to go after him but he is tripped up and pulled to the outside by Sam Braxton. Raine finally turns his attention toward the briefcase. He reaches for it, but the ladder starts to wobble, being knocked off balance by a Ryan Shane drop kick. Devlin using his quickness is able to leap from the ladder and roll to a safe landing. He smiles to the crowd letting them know how smart he is. That's when Ryan Shane knocks him cold with a shining wizard.} Terri Morasco: Shaning Wizard by Ryan Shane! He almost took Devlin Raine’s head off.
Vasco Dias: I'm no fan of Ryan Shane, but I wish he would have.
{Shane wastes no time in repositioning the ladder and starting to climb. When he gets to the top he reaches for the case. He is just inches away when the ladder begins to move. As it topples over Shane leaps to the outside of the ring landing on Raine and Coulter as they are getting to their feet. Braxton and Fenell, who are going at it on the other side of the ring, notice Brooks is alone in the ring after sending Shane to the outside. They reluctantly work together and pull Derek from the ring. This leaves the ring empty for the time being.} Terri Morasco: Nothing left in the ring but two ladders Vasco.
Vasco Dias: The winner could be the first one who gets back in.
{Derek Brooks and Will Fenell are going at it on one side of the ring. On the ramp side, Braxton has joined his partner. He and Coulter are laying kicks into their opponents. With Shane and Raine grounded for the moment the Lost Boys reach under the ring and grab a couple tables. As Coulter sets the tables up, Braxton whips Raine into the ring steps. The Lost Boys then throw Shane onto the tables. Fenell has grounded Brooks and is setting up one of the larger ladders.} Terri Morasco: It looks like we could see two daring high risk moves. Not sure where the camera men are going to keep their focus.
Vasco Dias: I know I'm not going to look away.
{Brooks rolls back in the ring looking to avoid Fenell who has ascended his ladder. Coulter is holding Shane on the tables and Braxton is looking to fly off the ring apron and put Shane through the tables. Raine is back to his feet and leaps onto the apron with Braxton. The two grapple and end up flipping back into the ring. Shane fights off Coulter and rolls him back into the ring, following closely behind. With all five men in the ring, Will Fenell sees his chance.} Terri Morasco: Will Fenell just leaped from the ladder outside of the ring onto everyone inside of it.
Vasco Dias: Not necessarily a move in his wheelhouse, but in a match like this, technique goes out the door.
{After a few moments, Braxton and Coulter get to their feet and grab a ladder. They are followed closely by Shane and Brooks who grab the other ladder. As all four men climb toward the briefcase, they come to a stalemate. It's the Lost Boys versus Derek Brooks and Ryan Shane. As the four men exchange blows, Fenell and Raine get to their feet. They help decide the battle by pushing the ladder over. This sends Braxton and Coulter outside and through the tables.} Terri Morasco: Sam Braxton and Dean Coulter are motionless on the outside. Those tables offered little resistance in breaking their fall.
Vasco Dias: Not the type of teamwork we are accustomed to seeing from the two of them.
{Shane and Brooks now turn their attention to each other. But it isn't long before Fenell and Raine join them on the ladder. As all four men fight for footing on the ladder, Brooks is taken out by a front flip DDT by Raine. On the other side Fenell hits a one winged angel on Shane.} Terri Morasco: DevDT and a One Winged Dirty Bird by Devlin Raine and Will Fenell respectively. Two high impact moves from atop the ladder.
Vasco Dias: This match is either of theirs to win, and they know it as they race back up the ladder.
{Devlin Raine and Will Fenell are exchanging shots at the top of the ladder, each one making it tougher for the other to keep their balance. The Destiny Dealer looks like he is about to fall, so Fenell reaches for the case. Raine regains his balance at the last second and hits the unsuspecting Will Fenell with a stiff forearm, he follows it up with another and The Pitbull is really reeling. Just as Fenell is about to regain his composure, Devlin hits him with a stiff kick to the side of the head. Fenell drops from the ladder and lands on the ropes. The rebound sends him back toward Raine and the ladder.} Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine might have just knocked Will Fenell out. The only problem is, the momentum of Fenell just took the ladder out from under him.
Vasco Dias: There is nowhere to go but down!
{Raine holds on tightly to the briefcase, as it's the only thing keeping him from crashing hard to the mat. As he rocks back and forth he decides to throw caution to the wind.} Terri Morasco: Raine is hanging on for dear life!
Vasco Dias: It looks like Brooks and Shane are to their feet on the outside.
{It's now or never, and Devlin starts working on releasing the briefcase. Ryan Shane and Derek Brooks grab a ladder but it's too late. Devlin Raine crashes to the mat hard, clutching the briefcase to his chest.} DING DING DING
Alison Valance: The winner of the match, and the 2017 Joker in the Pack, “The Destiny Dealer” Devlin Raine!!!
{“Omen” by The Prodigy fills the arena as Devlin Raine still lay on his back. It could be either due to injury or shock.} Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine just outlasted five other men. First, he won the Cruiserweight Invitational and now the Joker in the Pack. The sky could be the limit for him.
Vasco Dias: All six men are going to feel it in the morning. The only difference is, Devlin Raine has the Joker in the Pack briefcase to ease the pain.
Terri Morasco: The rest of these men should be proud of the effort they gave.
Vasco Dias: Pride doesn't get you title shots Terri.
{Inside of the ring Devlin Raine has finally made his way to his feet. He raises the briefcase high above his head in victory. The crowds cheers for him as he celebrates.} ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Count Me In.”
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{ "Die This Way" by Hopsin hits the speaker system. The crowd loses their shit 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. The crowd bursts into a deafening "Dre! Dre! Dre!" chant that somehow, someway, manages to overpower the music. } Terri Morasco: It's Dre Cutler! I can't believe it!
Vasco Dias: Wait, who?
Terri Morasco: Dre! Is he -- is he back?!
{ He bounces towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He hops to his feet and examines the crowd as they continue to shower him with appreciation. He smirks as he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a microphone. He hesitates as his music slowly fades before raising it to his lips. } Dre Cutler: It's -- listen ya'll, it's --
{ The crowd ramps up into another "Dre! Dre! Dre!" chant, which causes Cutler to pause and lower the microphone to his side. He uses his free hand to cover his mouth as he soaks in the appreciation from the fans. } Terri Morasco: Listen to these fans -- they are ecstatic to see Dre Cutler back inside an IWF ring!
Vasco Dias: I'm still wholly confused here, do we know this guy?
Terri Morasco: Shut up, Vasco. You know exactly who Dre Cutler is. He marched through Heir to the Throne last year and nearly pulled off the improbable on a journey towards the Imperial championship.
Vasco Dias: Oh, yeah, that guy.
Dre Cutler: Let me just start things off by saying I am excited and honored to be back inside this ring. It's been a long time; and while I was gone I did a lot of soul searching, a lot of self-examination. I took my time in the IWF out of context and truly studied it from afar. And while there were a lot of things I accomplished that I am proud of, I can't help but chalk my entire run up as a failure.
{ The crowd boos, refusing to back him up and acknowledge his run as anything less than successful. } Dre Cutler: I -- I had a goal, I set out to be the very best and to win the championship. And I came close -- so freaking close that I could literally taste it. And to be honest, gold doesn't taste very good, ladies and gentlemen. But close.... close doesn't cut it. At the end of the day, I came up short and failed.
{ He pauses, looking out at the fans as they wait patiently for him to continue. } Dre Cutler: And while I thought I was content with that -- I thought I could live with that. Come to find out -- Dre Cutler can't live with the fact that goals were left unchecked. Dre Cutler cannot settle for being anything other than the very best. That being said, I stand before all of you tonight -- and I announce to you all that I am back. And I am more determined and focused than before.
{ The crowd explodes at this news as Dre looks on with a smile on his face. } Dre Cutler: I'm back -- and I'm on a path towards redemption. I'm not going to quit, I'm not going to give up until I finally prove to everyone that Dre Cutler is the best wrestler in the world. And of course, that means my sights are set on the one and only Cable Arcane. The man that, if I'm honest, may have been partially responsible for making me think I was okay with settling for second place. But I understand I can't just waltz in here and immediately regain my position on the roster. So, like last time, I have a plan that's going to ascend me up the ladder at a rapid rate.
Terri Morasco: A plan?
Dre Cutler: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm putting my name into this year's Heir to the Throne tournament. And mark my words, mark them or be sorry you didn't, I will win this damn thing, you understand me? And Cable, please, Cable, keep that title until I get to you because I'm going to take it from you... and there's not a God damn thing you can do about it.
{ The crowd explodes as "Die This Way" by Hopsin hits once again. Dre drops the microphone and walks towards the ropes, staring into the camera. } Terri Morasco: Dre Cutler has just revealed himself as the first entrant in this year's Heir to the Throne! Could this be a repeat of his ascension a year ago? This is unbelievable!
IWF INVICTUS CHAMPIONSHIP
Invictus Rules Match
Jayson Matthews vs Bob Pooler ©
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the IWF Invictus Championship! Introducing first …
{The drum beat to “The Art of Losing” 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.} Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring from Detroit, Michigan and weighing in at two hundred and one pounds … Jaaaaaaayson … Maaaaaaathews!!!
{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: I really hope he falls down those stairs one day. Someone should spill their soda, or better yet, maybe one of the fans will trip him.
Terri Morasco: Be nice, Vasco. You wouldn’t want to get something on your shirt when you have that date later.
Vasco Dias: Hey, how did you know about… It’s not a date!
Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{The lights in the arena suddenly turn out, plunging the fans into darkness. Little by little, small beacons of light begins to pop up as the fans raise their lit cellphone aloft as the #WWIDN appears on the Jumbotron in bright red and the opening drumbeat of “Red Fraction” begins to play. Amidst a shower of phone flashes, Pooler steps out from behind the curtain as the song begins to pick up. Shielding his eyes with his left hand, he points to the nosebleed sections with his right before making his way to the edge of the ramp.} Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring; from Manchester, New Hampshire; weighing in at two hundred and twenty-eight pounds … Bob … POOOOOLER!
{Pooler heads down the ramp, breaking into a run and sliding into the ring beneath the bottom rope. He pops back to his feet and heads to the nearest corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle and throws his arms into the air to the roar of the crowd. He drops back down to the ring and grabs hold of the ropes, tugging down on them and taking a moment to stretch before the match can begin.} Vasco Dias: I don’t even know who to root for here. I can’t decide which of these two I dislike less.
Terri Morasco: I know I’m wasting my breath here, but you could always try just calling the match right down the middle and not rooting for either.
Vasco Dias: … Just this once, I’ll give it a shot.
{The referee calls both men to the center of the ring with a stern expression that brooks no argument from either. He gives a quick rundown of his expectations before pointing them both back to their corners. Once satisfied, he calls for the bell.
DING DING!!!} Terri Morasco: Jayson is stepping into familiar territory here, Vasco; he could be IWF’s first ever three-time champion tonight!
Vasco Dias: In other words he’s a two time loser?
Terri Morasco: Is that glass of yours ever half-full?
Vasco Dias: Not if the waitress is doing her job correctly …
{Jayson and Bob circle one another slowly as they size each other up. Both make a few test feints, but neither falls for the attempt. The crowd chants back and forth, half for Matthews and half for Pooler.
LET’S GO JAY-SON!!! LET’S GO BOB!!! LET’S GO JAY-SON!!! LET’S GO BOB!!!
Bob finally shoots forward and catches Matthews by surprise with a leg lariat! With impressive quickness the veteran is back on his feet and heads to the closest corner. In a rare showing the normally more ground-based Bob climbs quickly to the top of the turnbuckles. As Matthews stands Pooler leaps off and flattens him with a crossbody from the top rope!
Pooler immediately hooks the leg for a pin. Matthews seems insulted by such an early attempt and starts struggling. The referee makes the count.
ONE!
…
TW—KICKOUT!!!} Vasco Dias: Not even close.
Terri Morasco: I’m sure that Bob knew that, but he is one for always seizing every opportunity.
{Both men quickly rise and lock up. At first it seems like Pooler has the advantage, but Jayson throws a knee into his gut and then unloads a haymaker that knocks Bob to the canvas! Matthews backs as far across the ring as he can before somersaulting forward once, twice, and hitting Bob with a senton! Now it’s Jayson that goes for the pin!
ONE!
…
TWO
…
KICKOUT!!!
The ref holds up two fingers and pops back to his feet as Bob shoves Jayson off. Matthews doesn’t give Pooler any quarter, however, and steps in from the side to position him for a Russian legsweep, trying to trip him face first right into the turnbuckles! BUT BOB CATCHES THE TOP ROPE WITH BOTH HANDS!!!} Terri Morasco: Great presence of mind there by Pooler.
Vasco Dias: There’s nothing quite like not wanting a broken nose to get you moving.
{Pooler throws an elbow back into Jayson’s face and sends him stumbling away. Matthews recovers as Bob turns and lunges back in… SPINNING MATTHEWS AROUND WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX THAT NARROWLY MISSES THE TURNBUCKLES!!!
Just as Jayson starts to sit up Bob ducks in behind and locks in a sleeper hold! Matthews brings both hands up to his neck, fingers scrabbling at Pooler’s arm as he tries to get free. Pooler has the hold cranked down tight, however, and doesn’t budge! Jayson struggles and flails, but as the moments tick by, his movements start to get sluggish. The audience resumes chanting, each half trying to egg on their favorite.
LET’S GO POO-LER!!! LET’S GO JAY-SON!!! LET’S GO POO-LER!!! LET’S GO JAY-SON!!!
When it seems that he’s stopped moving altogether the referee crouches down and lifts his hand. It immediately drops as he lets it go. The referee lifts his hand again, and again it falls! Just as he starts to lift it again, there’s a slight shift from Jayson and he heaves one foot up onto the bottom rope!!! The ref calls for Bob to break the hold and he complies.} Terri Morasco: Close call there for Jayson Matthews, but that may just be one of the reasons they call him “The Comeback Kid.”
Vasco Dias: Mistake there by Pooler in not making sure he had Matthews in a more strategic position. If he hadn’t been able to get the foot on the rope, that might have been it … and WHO has ever called Matthews that? Did you just make up a nickname for him and try and sneak it in there without me noticing?
Terri Morasco: …
{Matthews works on shaking out the cobwebs as he pushes himself to his feet. Pooler displays his usual good sportsmanship and allows Jayson a few moments to recover. When he’s deemed that he gave it enough, he steps in, perhaps looking for a saito suplex, but Matthews counters with a huge side effect that sends Bob rolling backwards over his shoulders.
Jayson heads quickly to the corner and the crowd cheers, BUT BOB IS ON HIS FEET!!! Pooler races in and clubs Matthews across the back with a double axe handle! Jayson is staggered and Bob uses the chance to duck under and lift Matthews into position for a powerbomb! He takes a few steps forward, away from the ropes, and then drills Jayson into the canvas like a freight train, folding forward for the pin!
ONE!
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TWO!
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TH—SHOULDER UP!!!
The crowd cheers again as Jayson is able to kick out.} Vasco Dias: Bob’s strategies here don’t seem to be working.
Terri Morasco: These two men may have never fought each other before but they’ve studied enough to know that if either hopes to win, they're going to have to think outside the box!
{Bob looks slightly surprised, but not frustrated as the referee indicates it was only a two count. Before Matthews can stand Pooler bowls him over and takes up a mounted position. He doesn’t hesitate before raining down the punches and the audience gleefully counts along.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
The official waves Bob off after the last blow. Pooler paces back and forth once but doesn’t give Jayson any more time than that before stalking forward, Matthews swinging wildly and nearly clipping Pooler with a left haymaker. Pooler two hand shoves Matthews backwards into the ropes, causing him to rebound back out … RIGHT INTO A STIFF DR. TEETH KICK FROM POOLER!!! Jayson reels backward and Bob closes the distance to land a huge open hand chop that echoes through the rafters!
SMACK!!!
He hits another, and another! The shots echo as Matthews is driven backward further and further.
SMACK!!! … SMACK!!! … SMACK!!! … SMACK!!!
Jayson backs right into the turnbuckles in the attempt to escape, but he’s got nowhere to go! He surges forward, looking for a clothesline to clear his path. BUT BOB DUCKS!!! Pooler grabs the back of Jayson’s head and his a jawbreaker that snaps Matthews backward and to the mat! Bob goes for the pin again!
ONE!
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TWO!
…
THR—KICKOUT!!!} Terri Morasco: Another near fall, but Jayson Matthews is still in it!
Vasco Dias: I can’t tell if Pooler is frustrated or not.
Terri Morasco: How can he not at this point?
{Pooler steps back, considering his approach as Matthews gets to his feet. The two instantly lock back up but Bob gets the upper hand and sends Jayson into the ropes. Matthews rebounds off, but stops himself just short, throwing a boot forward only to have it blocked. Pooler, in turn, drives the toe of his boot into Matthews belly and hits him with an uranage.
Bob snaps back to his feet, watching as Jayson slowly pulls himself back up to a vertical base. Just as Jayson has managed to get back to his feet, Pooler launches him into the ropes, watching him come racing back and using his own momentum to pop him up BEFORE DRIVING HIM DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH A POWERBOMB!!! Pooler doesn’t have the chance to go for the pin before Matthews rolls away toward the side of the ring.
Pooler thinks quickly and hits a running baseball slide that shoves Jayson right out of the ring under the bottom rope! Pooler has enough momentum that it carries him out to the floor as well. He drags Matthews up, only to hit a snap DDT to the barely padded floor!!! The referee gives no warning, adhering to the no disqualification and no count out rules in affect.
Matthews pulls himself toward the stairs and uses them to begin to get to his feet. Pooler whips Jayson around by the shoulder and wrapping Jayson up for a devastating backbreaker!!! Matthews rolls away clutching his spine.
Pooler leans against the stairs for a moment, a bit winded. Jayson uses the apron cover to pull himself up, eyeing Bob for a moment or two and seeing that he isn’t paying attention. Matthews then races in at full speed… RIGHT INTO A HIP TOSS THAT LANDS ON TOP OF THE STEEL STAIRS!!!
Matthews rolls off the other side of the stairs, once again clutching his spine. The Invictus champ stalks around, watching as Jayson still tries to get up. Pooler leans over to pull Jayson up by the ring gear, but Jayson drives a fist right into his gut and the crowd breaks back into cheers.
LET’S GO JAY-SON!!! LET’S GO BOB!!! LET’S GO JAY-SON!!! LET’S GO BOB!!!
Matthews tuck’s Bob’s head and leans forward, one arm across Pooler’s chest and stomach, the other across his back, locking his hand around one leg. Bob attempts to break free, struggling and managing to escape the hold only to quickly reverse it and hit Matthews with a snap suplex, his body slapping off the arena floor and his legs crashing against the barricade. Pooler is slow to get back to his feet, managing to roll back under the bottom rope for a breather as the referee checks on the challenger.
Jayson is barely moving.
The fans shout his name and rattle the barricade as they try to rally him.
Matthews grabs the edge of the apron, pulling himself up.
Jayson slides back into the ring to tumultuous cheers from the crowd.} Terri Morasco: What a close one!!! He may not have been counted out, but he took a good amount of damage and refused to quit!
Vasco Dias: Pooler doesn’t look too happy about it either!
{Jayson doesn’t have the chance to stand before Pooler begins laying into him with a series of wild stomps. The ref starts to wave him off, but he switches up and hits a leg drop to end the volley. Pooler pulls Jayson up with him as he stands, transitioning right into a neckbreaker! When he’s sure that Matthews isn’t moving, he floats around and hooks the leg!
ONE!
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TWO!
…
THRE—FOOT ON THE ROPE!!!
The referee waves off the pin and points at the foot. Pooler slaps the mat once in frustration and then stands, grabbing Jayson’s arms and dragging him away from the ropes. Matthews doesn’t allow Pooler to finish the thought, sending him reeling with a sharp loose-fisted strike.
With both men back on their feet, the crowd is deafening with their cheers. Pooler and Matthews seem to have it tuned out, though, as they circle one another. Pooler surges forward looking for a burning lariat! Jayson ducks! Matthews whips around and takes Pooler down with a face buster!} Terri Morasco: It looks like Matthews is starting to rally here!
Vasco Dias: But it also looks like Pooler found that second wind.
{Both are back up in a flash and dive at each other once again. Pooler wraps Matthews up from behind, but Jayson reverses the hold! Without a moment of hesitation he whips Pooler up and over for a German suplex, but Pooler lands on his feet!} Terri Morasco: Such athleticism!
{But Pooler isn’t done! He surges forward, launching his foot outward and catching Matthews right under the jaw with another Dr. Teeth!!!} Terri Morasco: Another!
Vasco Dias: Well there’s that.
{Pooler floats around tiredly and throws an arm across Matthews’ chest; referee swooping in for the count. He can’t even be heard over the crowd.
ONE!
…
TWO!
…
THREE—
NO!!!} Vasco Dias: WHAT?!?!
Terri Morasco: I can’t believe it! Jayson Matthew managed to kick out at the last second!
{Pooler shouts in frustration, but the ref is having none of it. Bob shakes his head and angrily grabs the back of Jayson’s head. He whips Jayson across the ring and Matthews barely manages to turn before he hits the turnbuckles back first at breakneck speed.
Bob is right behind him, hitting a massive shoulder thrust that folds Jayson in half between the top and middle turnbuckles. But he isn’t done yet! Jayson backs up clear across the ring before charging in again! He nearly breaks the challenger in half with a High Velocity Hug. Pooler doesn’t go for the cover, though; instead he drags Matthews to his feet, doubling him over and executing a gutwrench gutbuster, but still refusing to make the pin.} Terri Morasco: Here he goes, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: The start of Acid Reflux – Matthews is going to have one upset belly when this is all said and done!
{Sure enough, just as Pooler finishes executing the gutwrench backbreacker, he makes his way back up to his feet leaving Matthews a crumpled heap on the canvas.
Jayson pushes himself up using his arms only to have them kicked out from under him with a vicious superior football style kick from the champion. Pooler continues the assault with boots and kicks to the lower back of Matthews, dragging him back to his feet. Jayson, on shaky legs, unleashes a quick right hand that connects with Pooler’s jaw and staggers him back a step. Matthews tries to follow it up with another, but Pooler dodges the punch and quickly pulls Jayson onto his shoulders, heaving him up and over, sending him crashing down with a double knee gutbuster} Terri Morasco: What is he doing? He’s going to cause internal bleeding!
Vasco Dias: He’s putting Matthews down for good!
{Bob collapses on top of Matthews and throws the arm across his chest. The referee drops for the count. As he does Pooler points towards the sky, counting along …
ONE!
…
TWO!
…
THRE-NO, KICKOUT!!!!
Pooler looks completely in shock, but the fans are now cheering Jayson on even more as he lays there on his side, a smile on his face.} Vasco Dias: Pooler’s going to have to kill this kid in order to win this thing.
Terri Morasco: I hope it doesn’t come down to that, Vasco
{Pooler pounds his fists on the mat as Jayson's crawls to the ropes and tries pulling himself up to his feet. Stalking behind Jayson he waits for him to turn around before grabbing him and throwing him up and across his shoulders. Pooler takes the three steps away from the ropes and back to the center of the ring, stopping for a moment as the fans continue to cheer, before twisting Matthews and spinning him around and off his shoulders, letting him come crashing down across his waiting knees!} Terri Morasco: Pepto-Bismol Red!
Vasco Dias: Nice knowing you, kid!
{Pooler sits up, breathing heavily and looking at the body of Jayson Matthews. Shaking his head, he crawls over to the prone body but before he can manage to even lay an arm across his chest, the bell sounds …
DING, DING, DING.
Pooler looks around from the referee to the time keeper, trying to figure out what’s going on. The referee leans through the ropes as the time keeper converses with him for a moment as Alison Valance stands up, microphone in hand.} Alison Valance: Due to the match exceeding its allotted time, it has been declared a DRAW …
{The fans erupt into a chorus of boos} Alison Valance: As a result, STILL IWF INVICTUS CHAMPION … BOOOOOOOOOB POOOOOOLERRRRRR!!!!
{The fans are now a mix as the referee hands the Invictus title back to Pooler who makes his way to his feet, his eyes not leaving the body of Jayson Matthews who still lies there breathing heavily. With a shake of his head, Pooler exits the ring and makes his way to the back as the referee begins working to sit Matthews up.} Terri Morasco: After all of that, Vasco, all Pooler could manage was a draw.
Vasco Dias: Matthews staved off the reaper’s calling for another day, but what shape is he going to be in going forward?
Terri Morasco: No idea, partner; but I have a feeling that the result of this match isn’t going to sit well with the champion. He may have successfully defended his title, but this probably wasn’t the way he’d envisioned it happening.
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SEGMENT
”The Kingdom Will Never Be The Same Again.”
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{The segment opens with an overhead shot, of an old rusted fishing vessel, slowly drifting across the waters. As the shot gets closer, we see a salty, old seaman barking orders. We can't hear what he's saying, only the crashing of the waves, creaking of old metal, and seagulls overhead.} Narrator: "For those that matter, he fought. In the end, it wasn't enough. For those he loved, he bled until it was empty, but it wasn't enough. For those who cheered, for those who wished for it to end, for those who didn't care. He sacrificed it all. The man who once rose to the challenge refuses to rise. Instead, he presents a challenge. A challenge to change."
{Men rush across the deck, grabbing ropes, to pull nets. A large amount of captured fish, being jerked upon deck. Over their shoulders, against the side of the ship. Sits a man, a hood over his head, knees in his chest, clutching a sword. The ship rocks, as a man shouts something about the port. The man lift's his gaze up, looking over his shoulder. Seeing land within eyeshot, his face kept a calm, relaxed deposition, but something burned within his eyes.} Narrator: "The challenge to change, will you accept it...or will you flee from it. Those who bow the knee, and rise to the challenge of change will find a land of fair, opportunities. The strong will rule, as the weak will obey. Those who think there is any other path, those who choose to walk against the Usurper will only find the road the walk a scorched earth.”
{Stepping off the vessel, the sword in a sheath over his shoulder. His ratted hood held over his head, an unkempt beard adorned the bit of his face we could see. Walking through the small fishing town, something the small village hadn't ever seen. A limousine parked, a man wearing a simple suit and hat stood at the door, holding a sign, 'Xavier Cross' it read. Stopping in his tracks for a moment, Cross lets out a soft chuckle as he lowers his hood.} Narrator: "The Usurper has returned home, and the kingdom will never be the same. Ladies and Gentlemen. Xavier Cross is coming."
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH
Falcon vs Angel Blake
{ The somber notes of the opening of The Duke, by Lamb of God begin to play. A montage package of all the historic battles between himself and Angel. Then the music kicks in in full force, and Falcon emerges from the back, walking better than he had been before. } 'No-one lives forever, but you can't escape from life. Every day could be your last, so consider your demise.'
{ He walks down the ramp slowly, the fans going absolutely insane, not knowing the future of the man they are watching. } 'This world has grown too small, I can't stay much longer. My body begins to fail, as my spirit grows stronger.'
{ He slides on into the ring, taking a moment to look around at all the assembled people as if seeing them for the first time. } 'It's time for me to go. The circle closed as the snake eats it's tail. Am I burning down, walking free beyond the pale? No time that's left to spend..'
{ He hops himself onto the turnbuckle to wait for the match to start. } 'Look up in the night, see me ride across the sky. Hanging there above, far away but so nearby. I am the smoke of the moment, burning in your eyes. Cast aside an empty shell.. BUT I WILL NEVER DIE!'
Terri Morasco: The audience is alive with anticipation but you can’t help but wonder at the condition of Falcon’s body?
Vasco Dias: Falcon has been a deadman walking for years now and God has returned to put him in the ground!
Terri Morasco: Falcon is the one man Angel Blake could never put down for longer than a three count, even in his condition I don’t see that changing tonight.
Vasco Dias: Falcon is more machine than man but he is facing GOD! And tonight, God will triumph over his adversary!!!
{ The arena lights go out as the crowd roars. The somber tones of the orchestra version of Dimmu Borgir’s “Gateways begins to play. One by one torches are ignited started from an arch over the entrance way and then lining each side of the ramp all the way down to and then around the ring Falcon still sits atop the top rope just looking out with determination. The song begins to pick up now but then it transitions as flames rise twenty feet straight up into the air from the center of the ramp. “Ghost Walking” by Lamb of God kicks into high gear as the flames die down and Angel Blake stands clad in an armored black leather clock, his arms out stretched and that terrible grin etched across his stone like face. Angel Blake slowly makes his way toward the ring as Falcon jumps down now and looks to stand defiant in the center of the ring. Blake makes it to the steps and slowly walk up and then climbing into the ring. With one swift movement Angel discards his clock as all the torches suddenly go out at once and the arena is plunged back into the darkness. When the house lights come back up Blake is face to face with Falcon. } Terri Morasco: What an entrance!!!
Vasco Dias: GOD HAS ARRIVED! The second coming has begun!!!
Terri Morasco: I’ve got literal chills running down my spine.
Vasco Dias: I’m sure Falcon would to if he had any spine left.
Terri Morasco: In just moments we are going to see the final battle between these two.
Vasco Dias: This is what it has all come down to. Twenty plus years of history, right here.
Terri Morasco: With what these two have done over the years, I can only imagine how crazy this is going to go.
{ The bell rings and without hesitation, Angel rushes the bird man, right hand after right hand of vicious strikes. Falcon is backed up to the ropes, then irish whipped across the ring. Angel nails a rebound armdrag, both are back up quickly and at one another again and the second time it's Falcon who nails the armdrag. Falcon follows up to nail a dropkick as Angel stands, but he stays ducking for that extra half second and snaps off a vicious enziguri. Falcon falls to a knee and Angel grabs him and slams him down with a short snap DDT into the canvas. } Vasco Dias: Just what we expected, fast paced and precise moves to target specific areas.
Terri Morasco: Why anyone ever agrees to get into the ring with Angel, I'll never know.
{ Angel hoists Falcon up, dragging him to the corner and shoving him against the turnbuckle. A knife edged chop, then a second, then a third. Angel then grabs Falcons shirt and tears it open enough, then takes a few steps back, dashing forward for a running chop that almost knocked Falcon over the rope with the impact and the sound it made. He steps back and nails a second, the echoing sound hushing the crowd. Falcon falls down to a sitting position as Angel heads to the opposite corner, turning and running full speed to nail a hesitation dropkick to the face. Angel slides out the ring, pulling Falcon out by his boot. } Vasco Dias: Angel just dominating here, giving his friend.. and I use that term loosely, a pretty stone cold beating.
Terri Morasco: Well, if you can't beat on your friends, how can people believe you'll do what you say you'll do to your enemies?
Vasco Dias: ....That's cold.
{ A couple hard punches, and Angel drapes Falcons torso over the ring stairs. Reaching under the ring, Angel grabs a chair, and lays it over Falcons back, moving to the ring barrier and ascending. He leaps off for a double knee drop onto the chair but Falcon moves and Angel crashes into the stairs! Falcon takes the chair, hops onto the ring apron, and runs a few feet, tossing the chair ahead and dropkicking it into Angels face! Angel falls off the other side of the stairs, and Falcon runs over, stepping up off the stairs into a rolling senton onto the fallen man. } Vasco Dias: Falcon showing that he will not bow down, or break easily.
Terri Morasco: This is like two people beating on windows with hammers, only to find out it's dummy glass that doesn't break.
{ Falcon lifts Angels head for a few hard punches, before trying to lift him to his feet. Angel is against the barricade, Falcon runs at him and Angel backdrops him over the barricade and onto the crowd floor. People scatter left, right and center. Angel hops up onto the barricade, and then comes off with a double foot stomp right on Falcons suspect back! Taking a minute to argue with a fan before yanking his chair, he folds it up, places it on Falcons back, and then promptly landing directly on it with a double leg drop. He tosses the chair aside, almost hitting a fan, before rolling Falcon over and reaching for the cover. } 1..... 2..... Kickout at 2!
Vasco Dias: I can't see how much more shots to the back he can take before he can't even stand up anymore, but this match still continues.
Terri Morasco: I don't think it'll get better, Angel is going to keep targeting him until the fight is gone.
{ Angel hauls Falcon to his feet, using punches and kicks to the leg and back to push him further into the crowd, towards a maintenance area. Angel whips Falcon into one of the big shipping boxes, following up by trying to slam his head into it, but the move is blocked. Falcon nails an elbow, then slams Angels head into the crate. He moves the crate by its wheels, using it to shove Angel against the concrete wall, taking a step back and then driving it into him again with a running front drop kick. Angel fell to the floor, rolling onto his back. Falcon looked at the stuff around, and decided to create a stack of crates, to get up about ten feet into the air. Before promptly jumping off in a shooting star press! } 1..... 2..... Kickout at 2!
'This is awe-some... This is awe-some'
Vasco Dias: Despite the overwhelming brutality, these fans can't get enough of two legends doing what they do best.
Terri Morasco: And with no need to be in the ring, it promises to only get worse from here.
{ Falcon gets Angel up to his feet, but Angel fights out and the two begin brawling, disappearing behind a curtain, exchanging punches and slamming each other into things as they fought down the hallway. Angel hit Falcon with a plastic packing crate. Falcon hit Angel with an empty box for a hard cam. Eventually the two made it through the hall into a parking lot. Angel went for a running clothesline, knocking Falcon over a hard metal railing for the stairs that went down to the parking lot itself, but Falcon held on to the top bar like they were ropes, landing on the opposite side as though he was on the ring apron. Angel came again, and Falcon lifted him over the rail with a hip toss, sending him seven or eight feet down onto the trunk of a waiting limo! } Vasco Dias: I hope that's not the bosses limo..
Terri Morasco: Whoever it is, I doubt they are happy.
{ Falcon climbs back over the railing, looking at the fallen Angel, then springboards to the top of the railing and coming over with a swanton bomb! The impact dents the trunk and collapses the rear windshield. The ref had no choice but to try and count around the broken glass.} 1.... 2.... 2.5........... Kickout at 2.5!
Vasco Dias: Holy moley that was so close!
Terri Morasco: How either of them are still conscious is... did you say Holy moley?
Vasco Dias: What of it!?
{ Falcon crawls off the trunk, pulling a now bleeding Angel with him. Angel reaches and grabs something off the trunk and then punches Falcon square in the face, causing him to stumble and almost fall, both men now bleeding from the broken glass. Angel rushes, spearing Falcon into another nearby SUV, then he spins the man around, grabbing and nailing the Backstabber! Angel landed on the concrete, but Falcon smacked face first into a car door, then slumped down to the pavement. Angel turned him over.} 1..... 2..... 2.5..... 2.75... Kickout!
Vasco Dias: How... the hell... did he..
Terri Morasco: I don't know.. I don't think you want to know..
{ Angel dragged Falcon to his feet, and the two began exchanging more bloody punches and kicks, leaving a trail as they continued fighting through the parking garage. The pavement sloped down now, as they approached the upper side of the loading dock. Falcon went to shove Angel off the top end, down the twenty feet or so, but Angel countered, using an 80s style hip toss to throw Falcon onto the trailer of a parked Semi that bore all the logos of IWF. Angel made the leap onto the truck. He moved to grab Falcon only to get kicked and then planted on top of the trailer with an Aerial Spike! } 1.... 2.... 2.5..... 2.75.... 3... No! Kickout!
Vasco Dias: No! If it didn't end after that, I don't think anything will put him away.
Terri Morasco: At this point, they're going to fight until the next Sacrifice.
{ Falcon stands up, dragging Angel to his feet, moving to the side of the trailer, where a bunch of wooden pallets were stacked. } Vasco Dias: He's not...
Terri Morasco: Oh he totally is.
{ Falcon grabbed Angel again, but Angel fought out, shoving back, and then ducking a haymaker, grabbing Falcon for another backstabber! Falcon seizes in place, and Angel grabs him by the head and leaps off the truck for a HEAVENS FURY BULLDOG THROUGH THE STACKS OF PALLETS! } Vasco Dias: OH MY LORD BUDDHA!
Terri Morasco: ...That was... .. Buddha?
Vasco Dias: Can it!
{ After what seemed like an eternity, the crowd going ballistic, Angel drapes an arm over. } 1...... 2................3!!! NO! HE GOT HIS SHOULDER UP AT 2.9!!!!
Vasco Dias: I don’t… This isn’t… How?
Terri Morasco: Neither one of them is willing to give up…
Vasco Dias: I don’t understand how Falcon is still moving!?
Terri Morasco: Sheer Willpower. He’s the goddamn Kyle Raynor of IWF!
Vasco Dias:… Sound analogy.
{ Angel rolls out of the rubble and even the stoic God looks a little shocked as Falcon lays there still breathing. Angel looks back up to the trailer and then makes his way toward it looking to climb back up. Falcon isn’t moving but he’s still breathing. Angel stands atop the trailer again and looks down over Falcon. He then mocks the immortal one with the finger gun pointed at the side of his head. Blake leaps off but Falcon suddenly springs back to life and grabs Angel out of mid air for a front facing BACKSTABBER!!!! } Vasco Dias: WHAT IN THE HELL!!!!
Terri Morasco: Falcon took a page out of Angel’s book and used his own move against him!
{ Falcon hurt himself in the process and has a hard time pushing Angel off of him and back into the broken wood. Falcon throws himself over Blake, he doesn’t have the strength left to hook the pin. } 1… 2… 2.9!!!!
Terri Morasco: Blake kicked out!!!
Vasco Dias: This is just savage!
Terri Morasco: The referee may need to stop this match.
Vasco Dias: I don’t think God or Falcon will let that happen.
{ Falcon is very slow to his feet, he’s favoring his back heavily but he pushes himself up. He clutches Angel by the hair and helps him stand up, Falcon drags Angel out of the debris pile and back toward the arena. Angel starts to struggle but Falcon throws him face first into a concrete beam and then turns him around into an AERIAL SPIKE ON THE CONCRETE!!! } Terri Morasco: That has to be it…
Vasco Dias: I’m not sure.
{ Falcon doesn’t make the pin, instead he drags Angel to his feet and yells “YOU WANT TO END THIS! I’M GOING TO END IT!” Falcon then drags the near dead body of Angel to a set of steel doors, he bounces Blake’s head off the doors then kicks them open. Falcon is doing his best to ignore the pain in his back as he drags Blake back into the arena, through the halls and to the gorilla position. Falcon whips Angel hard and he crashes into all the technical equipment in gorilla! Falcon hits Angel with a clothesline and puts him up onto the table. Falcon climbs up now as everyone scatters and he pulls Angel up to his feet, Falcon seeths as he pulls Angel into another AERIAL SPIKE THROUGH GORILLA’S TABLE!!! } Terri Morasco: HOLY HELL!!!
Vasco Dias: This is what war looks like, it isn’t pretty, it’s brutal.
Terri Morasco: How are either of them still alive?
{ Falcon rolls off and again he ignores the pin. Falcon pushes through the grueling pain and pulls Angel to his feet once more. Blake is completely out of it as Falcon drags him up the steps and back through the curtain onto the ramp. Falcon throws Angel to the edge of the stage where he just falls. He looks up and then he looks at the crowd… } Terri Morasco: No…
{ They pop huge as Falcon smiles and walks over to where Angel lays. He pulls the man called God up to his feet and bounces his head off a ladder that goes up the side of the amazing Night of the Immortals stage. The ladder goes a good forty feet up into the air along side of one of the Roman pillars. Falcon underhooks Angel and together they begin to make their way up. } Terri Morasco: He can’t be serious…
Vasco Dias: Falcon is always serious.
Terri Morasco: He could kill both himself and Blake!
Vasco Dias: That may be the only way this war ends!
{ At the top of the Roman pillar is a stand about five feet wide total, Falcon is on it and he pulls Angel up to his feet. “THIS IS IT!!!!” Falcon kicks Angel in the gut and then under hooks him for an AERIAL SPIKE that he looks to aim off the side of the stage where there are a cluster of tables set up! } Terri Morasco: NOOOOO!!!!!
{ ANGEL BLOCKS THE SPIKE!!! Blake pushes Falcon off him and he nearly falls but then Blake fires off the GENOCIDE KICK!!!! FALCON GOES FLYING FORTY PLUS FEET STRAIGHT DOWN AND CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLES ON THE ARENA FLOOR!!!! } “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!!!
Terri Morasco: I’m speechless…
Vasco Dias: Blake may have just killed Falcon…
Terri Morasco: If Falcon’s career wasn’t already over well… It would be over now.
{ A group of referee’s check on Falcon who hasn’t moved since landing. Blake has made his way down and off the stage, he approaches Falcon but the referee’s get in his way. } Terri Morasco: Angel can’t seriously want this to continue!
Vasco Dias: It’s falls count anywhere… There hasn’t been a fall yet.
Terri Morasco: Uhh… I think we just saw a pretty big one.
{ Angel pushes past the referee and grabs Falcon, Angel rips his broken friend to his feet and yells “FAREWELL!!!” Before spinning him around into the REVELATIONS BACKSTABBER!!!! Falcon is down, he doesn’t move at all and Angel crosses Falcon’s arms over his chest and covers. } 1.. 2.. 3!!!!
Alyson Valance: Your winner… GOD!!!
{ The crowd is livid with boos as Blake just kneels over Falcon who still hasn’t moved. } Terri Morasco: We just witnessed the last battle in a war… My god…
Vasco Dias: He is and IWF better never forget it.
{ Blake kneels as the medical staff make their way over, his music blaring, his face bloody, his friend boarderline dead but in the end… He won… } IWF SHIELDMAIDEN
Shea O'Hara vs Eternity ©
{The lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before "In God We Trust” by Sweet Little Machine blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly, in time with the drums} "ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
NAH, NAH, NAH NAH!
NAH NAH-NAH NAH NAH!"
{The crowd chant along with the song, as Shea O’Hara barges through the curtain before standing in the middle of the stage. She lowers herself, almost squatting, before thrusting her arms into the air with the “devil horns” as a small pyro goes off behind her. She then sprints to the ring, sliding under the ropes and runs to the camera side and leans through the ropes on the second rope throwing up her “devil horns” once again.} Terri Morasco: Shea has vengeance on the mind tonight.
Vasco Dias: Usually I wouldn’t care, but Eternity is weird...soooo...VENGEANCE FOR ARCHIE!
{As the Greatest Show on Earth rolls on, our attention is drawn to the entrance way as "Temple Guardians" by Derek & Brandon Fletcher begins to resonate all around the arena. The lights abruptly change, bathing the entire place in a deep shade of imperial purple.
Two lines of oriental gentlemen of varying ages, dressed in ancient robes, each baring a flaming torch, begin to line up on either side of the ramp for its entire length down to the ring. Upon lining up, in perfect synchronicity, they all drop to one knee and raise their torches to herald the arrival of the Diamond Dragon.
As soon as they are in position, the lights go out completely and the music transitions to "Paint It Black" by Ciara. The only light that now remains emanates from the flaming torches and we see grey smoke start to fill the arch of the entrance way.
I see your red door, I want it painted black
No colors any more, I want them to turn black
We then see the shadowy figure of the reigning and defending Shieldmaiden, adorned in a customised green robe, and an ancient Imperial Chinese Dragon headdress and carrying a flaming torch of her own step out of the billowing smoke.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see the line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly looked away
Like a newborn baby it just happens everyday
Eternity raises the torch and tilts her head back, blowing the flames into the air for a couple of puffs before continuing her sombre march down to the ring. Her eyes fixed to the ring ahead of her for her entire journey.
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes
Eternity then ascends the steps and from the ring apron mounts the turnbuckle, spreading her arms, revealing the winged decoration that fans out of her robe as she does so. From her perch, she once again tilts her head towards the heavens, closing her eyes and breathing fire from the torch two more times towards Heaven.
I (I want to see your face painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I want to see the sun blotted out from the sky)
I've seen your red door, I want it painted black
(I want to see it painted, painted, painted black. Black as night, black as coal)
No colours any more, I want them to turn black
(I want to see the sun, blotted out from the sky)
After her last breath, the lights in the arena return to normal levels, and now Eternity looks across the ring to her challenger who watches her carefully from across the ring.
A stagehand takes the torch from Eternity, before she dismounts the turnbuckle, and remains in the corner. Carefully she removes her decorative headdress and hangs it on the ringpost. She then slowly unfastens her robe, revealing the Shieldmaiden wrapped around her waist.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
(I want to see it painted, painted, painted black. Black as night, black as coal)
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
(I want to see the sun, blotted out from the sky)
Eternity then carefully disrobes and unfastens the title from around her waist, watching Shea the whole time. Eternity then raises the title in the air to cheers before she kisses it and whispers towards the sky:"I know you're watching over me tonight. Enjoy the show."
The referee then collects the title from the Champion, and shows it to Shea who nods as she readies herself in her corner as Eternity's music fades slowly out. The crowd then cheers once more as the official holds up the belt before signalling for the opening bell.} Terri Morasco: Eternity has been the most dominant wrestler in the history of IWF from both the male and female side. She’s done her best to get inside the head of Shea...let’s see if the mindgames worked.
[DING!]
{ Before Eternity can even get her bearings straight, Shea goes after her as the dude in stripes quickly tosses the Shieldmaiden belt to a ringside attendant, firing away with rights and lefts that reel her back into the corner. As O'Hara begins using closed fists, the zebra steps in and blows the proverbial whistle, and the Irishwoman does as she's told at the count of three. But she goes back on the offensive, sending the longtime SM and former Diamonds Champion for the ride; bouncing off the ropes, Eternity runs into an armdrag takedown...followed by a second as Shea holds onto that left arm. Still holding onto the limb, O'Hara kicks Eternity in the ribs before spiking her with a tornado DDT, but only getting a two-count for her efforts. Shea goes back to work, cinching a hold onto Eternity's left arm again before applying a snap suplex. Shea, looking completely energized, heads up to the top buckle as the Ohio State fan base go wild. Shea, however, hits nothing but ring mat as Eternity rolled out of the way of her senton splash! } Terri Morasco: Oww!
Vasco Dias: Crash and burn...
Terri Morasco: Oh, stop it!
{ Eternity sits up, grinning from ear to ear as she stalks Shea, looking to after her surgically-repaired left arm...only for the latter to instinctively roll to the outside and onto the field! } Vasco Dias: Yeah, Shea...be a chicken-wuss, why don't ya?!
Terri Morasco: Shea can't stay away for TOO long--otherwise she's gonna head to the showers with the loser's end of the paycheck!
{ The stripe shirt starts his count, with O'Hara shaking her head as she tries to reset and plan the next move. She hops back into the ring as the count reaches four and goes back on the offensive...at least, that WAS the plan. But Eternity was darn-well ready for the oncoming onslaught, YANKING Shea up high in the air and SLAMMING her to the mat--while holding onto her once-busted arm! } Terri Morasco: Eternity's in control!
Vasco Dias: An understatement...
{ Eternity, methodical and slow in her approach as usual, applies a snap suplex that leaves Shea writhing on the deck. She tries to get away, but Eternity doesn't give her opponent an inch, pulling Shea to a vertical position by the hair--earning her some words from the ref--before applying a hammerlock that's quickly transitioned into a scoop slam. Eternity cackles with glee, almost at a Satanic-like pitch, as she smirks at her victim who gets up to all fours...only to be taken back down with a butterfly suplex that's dubbed the "Pallbearer." Thinking that a little more work needs to be done, she pulls Shea back to her feet before shooting her into the ropes; O'Hara bounces off, ending up on the wrong end of Eternity's tilt-a-whirl "Dust to Dust" backbreaker. But Eternity only gets a count of two as Shea puts up the shoulder, prompting the Shieldmaiden to furiously latch onto her challenger's left arm...but Shea springs to life, reversing the standing armlock Eternity had in mind by chucking the latter outside the ring and onto the floor! } Terri Morasco: They're both on the outside!
Terri Morasco: They have a ten-count to get back into the ring.
Vasco Dias: C'mon, I wanna see SWEAT!
{ On the floor, Eternity and Shea O'Hara start trading knife-edge chops as the fans go apeshit. The referee starts a ten-count as both ladies continue duking it out against the safety fence! Shea fires off right hand after right hand that smacks Eternity's schozz, rocking her back against the guardrail. Eternity, however, turns Shea around and begins waylaying HER with rights and lefts against the steel, but sensing the zebra's count at six, she dumps O'Hara back into the ring and grabs that left arm once more. Slowly but surely, Eternity climbs up to the third buckle and walks on the top strand like a tightrope...only for Shea to spring off the second rope, nailing Eternity with a wicked, out-of-nowhere, modified super armdrag takedown! The fans go crazy as O'Hara climbs up to the top buckle, flying off with her 450 splash she calls the "St. Patricks Parade" before going for the pin... } 1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEE--OHHHHHHH!!!!!
Terri Morasco: That was a close one!
Vasco Dias: Yea, but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
{ Shea shakes her head for a moment, pondering to herself how in the crap she's gonna be able to put Eternity away for keeps! She then tries to go for her famous T-bone "Bombshell" suplex...only for Eternity to counter that with her "Y-Incision" gutbuster! The fans groan as the official makes his count... } 1...!
2...!!
THREEEEE--WHAT?!?!
Terri Morasco: Shea kicked out!
Vasco Dias: Yep...but Miss O'Hara just signed her death warrant!
{ Eternity's eyes widen as the zebra-dude holds up two fingers! She can't fathom the notion of Shea O'Hara kicking out of one of her more dreaded maneuvers, but her fire grows from within as she grabs her opponent's arm, looking to break it a second time... } Vasco Dias: Shea's gonna have her arm broken again!
{ ...not quite, Vasco. Shea springs to life, turning Eternity sideways with her patented T-Bone suplex she dubs the "SWEET LITTLE MACHINE!!!" The stadium goes bananas as Shea goes for the pin! } 1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
Terri Morasco: SHE DID IT!!!
Vasco Dias: The almighty Eternity has been vanquished!
{ "In God We Trust" plays again as Shea, now a second-time Shieldmaiden, is handed the belt by the ref! She celebrates her well-fought victory as she gazes around the Ohio Stadium, taking in the cheers from the 100,000-plus as the clouds part overhead, giving way to a full moon under the lights! } IWF MAN OF STEEL CHAMPIONSHIP
God Of Steel Rules Match
Warren Kane vs Spike Kane ©
{The lights begin to flash as the Cell begins to descend once more, before the camera cuts to Terri and Vasco at ringside.} Vasco Dias: It’s that time Terri, a deeply personal match up where the gold seems almost trivial at this point.
Terri Morasco: You’d think that Vasco, but to the champion, the gold is worth more than almost anything else.
Vasco Dias: That’s right Terri, but Spike Kane has been one of the most dominant champions this company has ever seen, even eclipsing his own Imperial Championship reign, and becoming the longest reigning champion in the history of the company.
Terri Morasco: He’s had one hell of a reign, that is for sure, a brutal and violent one….he’s injured people, tried to end careers….but perhaps, finally, tonight it will end, at the hands of his own son!
{The bells begin to chime as the arena plunges into darkness, smoke fills up the stage. As each chime hits a single light flashes, showing the smoke. As the guitars and the drums kick in a figure can be seen crawling through the smoke and onto the stage and just as the song builds to a crescendo his rises to his feet drawing his hands inwards and up as the vocals shout out.} “NIGHTMARE!!!!”
{The Demon slowly stalks towards the ring, hunched over, his eyes darting around, a slight smirk on his face.} “Dragged ya down below
Down to the devil's show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
Burn the world your last endeavor”
{He climbs up the steps and up onto the turnbuckle, his hands clenched inwards like claws, before leaning forwards and extending them up behind him, almost like wings.} “You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare”
{He leans forwards and rolls off of the turnbuckle, landing in a squat in the corner, with his arms still on the turnbuckle, as his eyes dart around the ring and the arena, the grin still on his face, while the music fades and the lights return to normal.} Vasco Dias: What is going on here Terri? I’ve never seen Warren like this before….he looks so…
Terri Morasco: Downright scary!?
Vasco Dias: Yes! He looks ready for war!
{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.} “BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS!
Is this all what we are?
SISTERS! MY SISTERS!
We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!”
{On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as smoke fills the stage the roar of a Harley Davidson motorcycle fills the arena before Spike Kane rolls through the smoke. The bike customized with the Man of Steel logo in the artwork of the bike itself. The Championship rests on the top of the handlebars as Spike rests the bike on the top of the stage, to a huge chorus of boos. The God of Steel smirks, before he revs the engine once more and from his shoulders a large Superman cape billows out behind him as he speeds down the ramp. He does a lap around the cell, the crowd gesturing towards him, cursing at him, and booing, but Spike ignores them all, before resting his bike at the bottom of the ramp. He climbs off and pulls the cape off from it’s popper studs and his sleeveless “God of Steel/Infamous” leather jacket, placing them on the bike, before picking up the Man of Steel Championship which draws a huge boo from the crowd. Spike eyes Warren in the ring who squats in the corner, their eyes meet, and Spike raises the belt before handing it to the outside referee, who takes it to the timekeeper. With one last sneer to the crowd Spike walks into the cell and is just about to pull the door shut when the lights go out.} Vasco Dias: What is going on?
Terri Morasco: Your guess is as good as mine Vasco.
{The Imperitron flickers and flashes as scratchey sounds are heard before single xylophone sound can be heard, and the crowd slowly cotton on to what is happening, as the lights flash back on to the stage.} “IT’S AN OMEN!”
Terri Morasco: IT’S DEVLIN RAINE!!!!
Vasco Dias: WHAT IN THE HELL!?
{!Omen” by Prodigy blasts out of the speakers as Devlin Raine walks out onto the stage, limping a little, with the Joker in the Pack briefcase in his hands. The crowd are going absolutely ballistic.} “Now! The writings on the wall!
It won’t go away, it’s an omen!”
{Devlin smirks down at the shocked and enraged face of Spike Kane as he raises the briefcase, inside the ring, Warren Kane has a huge smirk on his face.} Terri Morasco: I can’t believe this! Devlin Raine won the Joker in the Pack earlier tonight, and he’s cashing it in right now to join this match!
Vasco Dias: Spike is being screwed! He has to face two Jokers in one match!? What the hell!? This has never ever been done in the history of the company. Injustice!
Terri Morasco: No Vasco, I think, for once….this might actually be justice! Spike Kane has done nothing but throw his weight around. Bully people, hurt people, attack people. He faked Cancer Vasco, CANCER!
Vasco Dias: ….yeah…..yeah…
{Inside the ring Spike is protesting to the referee, but on the outside Devlin is handing his briefcase to the second official, who nods his head and takes the briefcase handing it to the referee, as Alison Valance now takes the microphone.} Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time the current holder of the Joker in the Pack; Devlin Raine has cashed in his contract, and as such this will now be a Triple Threat God of Steel Match for the Man of Steel Championship!
{Spike is furious in the ring, and the crowd roar with approval as Devlin walks into the ring, he makes eye contact with Warren, who simply smiles broadly. The referee calls for the bell and Spike turns around from him and literally explodes towards Devlin Raine, clotheslining him hard.} Terri Morasco: Oh shhhh..ugar. Devlin has enraged Spike, and while I commend everything he’s doing, it might not have been smart.
Vasco Dias: Good thing for him it’s not a one on one match.
{Which is when Warren clobbers Spike from behind, as Devlin hits the mat. Spike wobbles into the ropes, before Warren grabs him and whips him off the ropes, on the return he hits him with a jumping heel kick, landing in what the kids these days call the “superhero landing” arms outstretched, Warren licks his lips, before hitting the ropes. Spike is on one knee, and Warren connects with a snap dropkick right to the face.} Terri Morasco: This has been building for so long, Warren is just unloading, and with Spike’s attack on Nighthawk he’s placed such a big target on his back that half the roster wants revenge!
{Devlin has pulled himself up in the corner, and he signals to the crowd, pulling down on the ropes, as Spike starts to pull himself up. Warren is leaning into him. Devlin storms out of the corner looking for the No Fate, but Spike dodges backwards, and Devlin connects full frontal with Warren Kane, knocking the former Invictus Champion down almost out cold. Devlin looks down, almost in shock for a second, but Spike rolls him up with a schoolboy, rolling him through and then diving into him with a stiff hard falling elbow to the face.} Vasco Dias: That’s what you get for trying to double team!
{Spike climbs to his feet and looks at the two “Jokers” down on the ground, his anger clearly fuelling him right now. He then looks at Devlin, who has already been through a hell of a match tonight and drags him to the corner, before climbing the turnbuckle himself. Spike launches through the air going for the Burning Star, but Devlin Raine moves out of the way, rolling to a knee! However, Spike manages to land on his feet!!! Spike is a little off balance, and Devlin takes advantage of it, spinning him around and hitting him with the Orange Crush Bomb!!!! The crowd comes completely unglued.} Vasco Dias: WHAT!? SHADES OF HIGH STAKES!
Terri Morasco: Devlin just used Nighthawks finisher of Spike Kane!
Vasco Dias: This is insane!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
{All three men are down, but Devlin is just catching his breath. The referee is about to start counting, but Warren Kane pulls himself to his feet, holding his jaw. His eyes scan the ring and he sees Devlin Raine, a sneer spreading across his face. He charges across the ring and grabs him, catching Devlin off guard, nailing him with the Surgat-D-T! Warren stays on his knees, his eyes darting across the ring. Before he rolls out of the ring and begins to look under the apron and starts to pull weapons from underneath there. He pulls out a steel chair and throws it in the ring, then a kendo stick, and throws that in too, and then slowly pulls out a table. He’s slowly lifting the table up when Devlin and Spike manage to stagger to their feet. They both look at each other, and then Warren, before they sneer at each other but hit the ropes regardless and then…..dive through the ropes and into the table sending Warren into the cell wall.} Vasco Dias: What is going on!?
Terri Morasco: The unlikeliest of team mates
{With both Devlin and Spike landing on their feet, Devlin turns to rush at Spike, but Spike lifts him up in the air looking for the Blood Gods Wrath, however Devlin shifts his weight and drops down behind Spike, hooking him, then spinning him around and….SUBSPACE SLIDE!!!!! The crowd are going absolutely insane Devlin pulls himself into the ring and the referee begins to count the Kanes out. ONE! …..TWO! …..THREE! …….FOUR! …….FIVE! …..SIX! ...Warren uses the steps to pull himself up. He slides into the ring and now is face to face with Devlin Raine.} Terri Morasco: Neither man probably wanted, or expected this. They both wanted to take on Spike.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, like some kind of handicapped match!
{The two of them face off, and Warren steps forwards only to get caught with an armdrag from Devlin, but it rolls Warren right to his feet and he explodes out of the corner only to be met with the DevDT from Devlin Raine! However, the impact makes Warren almost literally bounces back to his feet, the shock on Devlins face can be seen by all, as Warren cocks his head and smiles, before exploding at him with the CHRYSOAR!!! Devlin hits the deck and rolls to the side, as Warren lands near the steel chair. He looks to pick it up, and turns around only to be met by the boot of Spike Kane into the chair, and into his face with the BLOODY SUNDAY!!!!} Terri Morasco: Feet are flying everywhere!!!
Vasco Dias: COME ON SPIKE!!!
{Spike leans on the ropes after kicking Warren in the face. He motions for the referee to count, and he does so. ONE …..TWO! …...THREE! …..FOUR! …….FIVE! …….SIX! …...SEVEN! ...Both Devlin and Warren show signs of stirring and and an angry Spike rolls out of the ring and grabs the table, sliding it into the ring, however while he was distracted Devlin hits the ropes and takes Spike out with the SUBSPACE HIGHWAY! Inside the ring, Warren picks up the table, and starts to set it up. He looks out to the side of the ring, at Devlin, who is not quite down, but leaning on the apron, but Spike is pretty much down. He climbs the turnbuckle and signals before he leaps off the turnbuckle to the outside with the FALL FROM GRACE TO SPIKE KANE ON THE OUTSIDE!!!!} Terri Morasco: OH MY WORD!
Vasco Dias: THIS IS BULLSHIT! DOUBLE TEAMING BULLSHIT!
{Warren rolls on the floor, before resting his head on the cell wall, he grins an almost devlish grin, before he crawls to Devlin. He whispers something to him, and the two of them roll Spike into the ring. Warren then points to the turnbuckle and Devlin looks at it, and the crowd go nuts as the Destiny Dealer points at it, before heading towards it.} Vasco Dias: Come on Terri, how is this even fair?
Terri Morasco: How has anything Spike has done as a champion been fair?
Vasco Dias: what fight everyone who ever challenged him, one on one, and kick their sorry asses? This is just sour and bitter grapes Terri, and you know it!
{The crowd are roaring as Devlin climbs to the turnbuckle, Warren drags Spike onto the table and looks up to Devlin nodding his head. Devlin looks to the crowd, taking in the moment, and looks down at the almost lifeless body of Spike Kane and screams with as much energy as he can: CANONBAAAAALLLL!!!! Before he leaps through the air….and smashes into Spike sending both of them through the table, Warren pulls away just in time, a sick grin of satisfaction on his face as he watches them crash through the table. He looks at Devlin, and then to the ringside where the Man of Steel Championship is….and he begins to claw at his face a little….before he walks to Devlin and grabs him...lifting him up, and placing him in the corner and then….SITS DOWN IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! The referee looks at him, then Spike, then a very confused looking Devlin Raine….and begins to count….ONE! …..TWO! …..THREE! …..FOUR! …..FIVE! …..SIX! …..SEVEN! …..EIGHT! …...NINE! …….TEN!!!!! The referee calls for the bell, and Devlin slumps down in the corner.} Terri Morasco: HE DID IT! DEVLIN RAINE DID IT!!!
Vasco Dias: This is a travesty, this is insane, such blatant abuse of the rules of this match.
Terri Morasco: Get over it Vasco, karma came back and bit Spike Kane in the ass well and truly.
Alison Valance: Here is your winner….aaaaand NEW! Man of Steel Champion….DEVLIN RAAAAAINNNE!!!
{The referee hands Devlin the belt, and helps him to his feet, Devlin looks down at it, in shock, before glancing at Warren, who is kneeling over the fallen Spike Kane, before he slowly almost slithers backwards out of the ring, he shoots a glance at Devlin, but leaves him to enjoy his moment. Devlin throws his arms into the air as “Omen” by Prodigy blasts from the speakers once more, the crowd are on their feet applauding him and his monumental effort he’s given here tonight, as well as the tribute he gave to Nighthawk. Spike Kane lays in the ring, lifeless, as EMT’s rush to the ring to check on him. Devlin takes a second to look at him, before a slight smirk spreads across his face and he climbs the turnbuckle to celebrate once more as the cell begins to ascend and we cut to a video package to hype up the next match.} IWF DIAMONDS CHAMPIONSHIP
Pandora Freeman vs Paige Garcia ©
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is scheduled for one fall and is for the IWF...DIAMONDS CHAMPIONSHIP!
"We all Recognise...That I'm ..the problem here." {The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV, glow sticks, people waving and bouncing before the beat drops and out slams Pandora, lit up like a christmas tree by UV, as lit slowly bleed back to the area Pandora dances down to the ring, easily 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 her head and leaves her feet on the ground making quite the arch as she rises up slowly still bouncing to the music as she encourages the crowd to move with her.} Terri Morasco: This young woman has been on quite the roll as of late since winning the Iron Maiden last month.
Vasco Dias: I’ll give her her due, she has indeed been flying high, but I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that ends tonight when she goes one on one with the Queen of the Diamonds.
{“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.
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: The Diamonds Division has been dominated by it’s champions until tonight. We saw Eternity lose the Shieldmaiden...will Paige be another victim here tonight?
Vasco Dias: She’s never a victim, she’s the aggressor Terri. She wins tonight and goes on to be the second longest Diamonds Champion in history, aiming for the number one spot.
Alison Valance: Introducing first...the challenger, from Hope, Michigan, weighing in at 160 pounds...PAAANDORA...FREEEEEEMAN!!!
{Pandora holds her arm in the air while stepping forward, then backs up as the champion is announced.} Alison Valance: And her opponent...from San Diego, California, weighing in at 136 pounds...she is the reigning...defending...IWF Diamonds Champion...PAIGE...GAAARCIA!!
{Paige steps forward, the title high in the air, proudly displaying it for the masses before handing it to the referee who again displays it, signifying it’s on the line before handing it out to the timekeeper and having the bell rung as Sara jumps down to ringside.} Terri Morasco: Here we go ladies and gentlemen, the Iron Maiden against the Diamonds Champion. Both women have had momentum, but for one of them, that comes to an end here tonight.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, Pandora can add her name next to Fiona’s on the list of failed Iron Maidens after tonight.
{The two women lock up in the center of the ring and it’s actually Pandora using her advantage to push Paige back into the corner. Paige underhooks the rope and demands that Pan be pulled off of her, and that eventually happens as Pan then rushes the corner, hoping to catch the champion by surprise, but Paige pulls on the rope, yanking herself out of the way as Pandora crashes shoulder first into the turnbuckle.} Terri Morasco: And the first misstep has been taken here folks.
Vasco Dias: And now the Queen can capitalize…
{Paige pulls Pan out of the corner by her legs, causing the blue-haired diamond to fall face-first into the canvas below. She locks the legs together, looking like she’s looking for the Scorpion Crosslock early, but Pandora is able to get to and hook the bottom rope with both hands, forcing the referee to break Paige’s attempt at the hold.} Terri Morasco: Paige looking to end this one early.
Vasco Dias: Wouldn’t you? Get the early win, then go out and celebrate on the town.
{Paige argues with the referee as Pandora sits herself up in the corner, massaging the shoulder that hit the post. She slowly gets to her feet as Paige turns around. The two meet in the center of the ring again and a tie up ensues again, but immediately, Paige grabs hold of the arm and starts ripping at it, testing its durability before pulling Pan in and hitting a Single Arm DDT.} Vasco Dias: The champion has found a weakness and she fully intends to exploit it.
Terri Morasco: We’re going to see just how well conditioned Pandora’s body is.
{Paige goes for her version of the Anaconda Vice she calls “Left Alone” and has it in for a couple of seconds, but again, Pandora is able to get her legs on the ropes after some struggling.} Terri Morasco: Again, Paige trying to make the challenger suffer in a submission hold.
{Paige is up and taunting the crowd who boo as she pulls Pandora up to her feet, pulling her in by the hair and picking her up for a Suplex! Pandora though hits a knee to the top of Paige’s head, causing Paige to bring her down before Pan puts a few more knees to the gut of the champion. She then flips position with Paige and snaps her over with a fluid Snap Suplex!} Terri Morasco: And now the challenger is starting to fight back.
Vasco Dias: Lucky shot…
{Pandora is quick to her feet, pulling Paige up by the hair before pulling her in and hitting her with another Snap Suplex, this time floating over into a pin attempt but only catching a two count in the process before Paige gets her shoulder off the mat. Pandora though wastes no time, grabbing Paige and pulling her to her feet before pushing her back, maintaining a grip on her hand and sending her into the corner behinds her, charging forward and stepping up on the turnbuckle, only to give her added momentum as she delivers a Handspring Stinger Splash in the corner!} Terri Morasco: She calls that the “Let’s Do It”!
Vasco Dias: Things are getting a little dire here.
{Pandora steps back a few steps and as Paige stumbles out of the corner, Pandora leaps up and hits her with a Muy Thai Knee to the face!} Terri Morasco: She got her!
Vasco Dias: NOT THE FACE!
{Pandora would usually go for some taunting, but realizing the situation, leaps on a cover, hooking the leg…
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...NO!
PAIGE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!} Vasco Dias: Resiliency shown by our champion!
Terri Morasco: That it is, and now look.
{Pandora is in disbelief, and before she could capitalize, Paige rolls out of the ring. Pandora takes a moment in the center of the ring and when she sees Paige getting to her feet, she charges to the ropes and goes for a Baseball Slide Dropkick, but Sara pulls her sister out of of harm’s way. Pandora lands somewhat on her feet and hands and goes to stand up when Paige LEVELS HER with a huge forearm shot!} Vasco Dias: HOLY CRAP!
Terri Morasco: She just knocked her head off!
{Paige collapses toward the apron, holding herself up as Pandora lies on the padding on the floor, the referee’s count now up to three. Paige falls to her knees as the referee hits four. Paige then rolls into the ring as Pandora slowly starts to stir on the outside.
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Pan starts grabbing hold of the apron, pulling herself up to her feet.
EIGHT!
NINE!
PANDORA SLIDES IN AT THE LAST SECOND!} Terri Morasco: The referee’s hands were going up for ten.
Vasco Dias: And Pandora got in at the last second.
{Paige is up and pulls Pandora to her feet, SMALL PACKAGE BY PANDORA!
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOOOO!!!
Paige kicks out! As the two get to their feet, Paige lunges forward and levels Pandora as the two lie on the mat. The crowd starts cheering them on, not for either in particular, but loving the action they see. Paige crawls over and drapes her arm over Pandora.
ONE!
TWO!
THNOOOOO!!!} Terri Morasco: Both of these women giving it their all to win here on the biggest stage we have to witness wrestling on.
Vasco Dias: This is entertaining, I’ll give it that.
{Paige falls back, pulling her hair back, unable to comprehend where Pandora is getting this from. She rolls to her stomach and crawls to the ropes, pulling herself up, as Pandora is on the adjacent ropes. Paige stumbles back toward the corner as Pandora seems woozy on her feet. She turns as Paige charges, KEEP DREA...NO! Pandora with a Matrix bend, avoiding Paige’s version of a Bicycle Kick, “Keep Dreaming”. Paige stumbles, gaining her balance, stopping herself from crashing into the ropes. She turns and Pandora goes for a Superkick! Paige goes to block, but Pandora pulls her leg back and sends it down at the knee of Paige, buckling the champion to her knees. Pandora then turns and looks for a Superkick again!
PAIGE DUCKS DOWN!
Pandora is forced to follow through, and now has her back to Paige who gets to her feet and grabs her around the waist, GERMAN SUPLEX!
BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN!} Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
{Paige rolls to her stomach, crawling toward Pandora, she grabs her by the legs and stacks her up for a pin attempt…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!} Vasco Dias: How the hell does she keep kicking out of these moves?
Terri Morasco: The heart of a champion? Perhaps it’s finally Pandora’s time.
Vasco Dias: Or perhaps the glass slipper just fell off…
{Paige in a fit of rage, grabs hold of Pandora’s legs again and wraps them up, turning her over and locking in the Scorpion Crosslock!} Vasco Dias: BOW TO THE QUEEN!
Terri Morasco: She’s got it locked in, and it seems like Pandora has no escape here!
{Paige pulls back, but perhaps too far as Pandora’s arm comes free and she manages to reach out and grab the ropes!
Paige can’t believe it and looks like she’s about to cry. She smacks the mat and pulls Pandora to her feet by the hair, pulling her up on her shoulders.} Vasco Dias: HERE IT COMES!
{Pandora’s in position for the “All About Me” Rack Attack when she starts flailing around, straight up punching the champion in the side of the head. Pandora falls behind Paige and leaps up with the BEAT DROP!} Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!
Terri Morasco: BEAT DROP BY PANDORA!
{Pandora hooks the leg…
ONE!
TWO!
THREee...WAIT!
Sara puts Paige’s foot on the bottom rope and the referee sees!} Terri Morasco: What the hell!?
Vasco Dias: That’s what a good sister is for!
{The referee admonishes Sara AND EJECTS HER FROM RINGSIDE!} Vasco Dias: What the hell is that for!?
Terri Morasco: To make sure she doesn’t interfere you nitwit!
{Pandora is all smiles as she waves to Sara who is furious as she heads to the ramp. FROM BEHIND!} Vasco Dias: ALL ABOUT ME!
Terri Morasco: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!
{Paige hooks the leg with a smile on her face…
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEEeeeNO!
Pandora’s shoulder barely comes off the mat at the last possible instant and Paige’s eyes nearly pop out of her head!} Vasco Dias: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?
{Paige can’t believe it and she gets up, arguing with the referee who insists it was a two count.} Terri Morasco: The resiliency of Pandora cannot be described here tonight!
Vasco Dias: Oh shove it! Now it’s over!
{Paige pulls Pandora to her feet again, this time marching to the center of the ring with the challenger on her shoulders, but just as she’s about to drop, Pandora falls off her shoulders and leaps up again!} Terri Morasco: ANOTHER BEAT DROP!
{Paige is down in the center of the ring and Pan runs to the ropes, and upon return, leaps through the air with a Running Shooting Star Press!} Terri Morasco: RED SUN!
{Pandora hooks the leg…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings!} Terri Morasco: NEW CHAMPION!
{Pandora falls off the cover as the crowd is going insane. The referee hands her the Diamonds Championship as “Ghouls” plays over the speakers while Alison announces the official decision.} Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, your NEEEEEEW IWF DIAMONDS CHAMPION...PANDOOOOORA FREEEEEEEEMAN!
{Pandora is all celebration as streamers are thrown towards the ring. She holds the title in the air as Paige rolls out into the arms of her sister. Pandora stands tall as we transition away.} IWF IMPERIAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Andrew Jacobsen vs Cable Arcane ©
Alison Valance: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and is for the IWF Imperial Championship.”
{The opening riff of "Unbreakable" plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy, and as the drums kick in Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp, Danielle Chase a step behind him. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side with a wide grin on his face. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, cracking his neck, and throws his arms out and head back as a burst of red and green pyro goes off to either side of him. Andrew and Danielle walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves and talking with Danielle as he waits for the match to start.} {The lights in the arena dim and strobe red as "Long live the Chief” by Jidenna begins to play.} ****as fighting over rings
****as wanna be the King, but
Long Live the Chief
For a li' ol' thang lil' boys bang bang
Long Live the Chief
****as fighting over rings
****as wanna be the king, but
Long Live the Chief
Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane
Long Live the Chief
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{As the song kicks into gear Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp with his head bowed and fists clenched, he stands at the center of the stage with a spot light shining down on him in the darkness. Finally, Cable rolls his head to crack his neck and starts to make his way down the ramp with a determined look on his face, completely ignoring the crowd. As he reaches the steps he climbs up, taking his time before climbing into the ring one leg at a time. He marches to the center of the ring and throws both fists up into the air to a mix reaction from the crowd.} Alison Valance: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, he is the challenger and weighed in tonight at 235 pounds. He is a former IWF Man of Steel Champion, a former NCW X-Division and Tag Team Champion, and the 2017 IWF Roulette Winner. Wearing forest-green with red trim, from Minneapolis, Minnesota…. ‘The North Star’ Andrew Jacobsen!”
{As Andrew steps out of the corner, a mask of absolute focus on his face, the crowd chants “Let’s go Andrew” and loudly serenades him with “Hail Minnesota” which draws a smile from his manager Danielle Chase at ringside but no discernible reaction from Andrew Jacobsen in the ring.} Alison Valance: “His opponent, in the corner to my right, is from Hartford, Connecticut and is wearing the black with red trim and weighed in tonight at 220 pounds. He is the 2016 Heir To The Throne Winner, a former IWF Imperial Champion, and is making the 2nd defense of his 2nd title reign. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your reigning and defending IWF Imperial Champion…. Cable Arcane!”
{As Cable Arcane steps out of the corner and raises his title above his head the sold-out crowd claps respectfully, but with none of the zeal they showed for the challenger.} Terri Morasco: “And this is the match people have been waiting for since the IWF Roulette. The moment Andrew Jacobsen has waited for, has dreamt about, is at hand. But to finish the dream, to do the one thing he has yet to accomplish in IWF, he has to beat a tremendous champion in Cable Arcane. What are the keys to both men’s victories, Vasco?”
Vasco Dias: “For Andrew, he has to draw Cable Arcane into a long match. Cable’s never really wrestled long matches in IWF. And you have to wonder, will his kicks still have the same steam on them in minute 50 or even longer that they do in minute 10 and 20? For Cable Arcane, he has to try and force Andrew into mistakes. We know how much Andrew wants to win this championship, and it may be that the passion to win it might lead him to be over-aggressive. Cable has to help him with that.”
{As the referee checks both men for contraband Andrew Jacobsen bounces back and forth on the balls of his feet while Cable Arcane remains noticeably still, but exceedingly confident. Almost as soon as the referee rings the bell both men move into the center of the ring and Cable extends his hand out for a handshake, only for Andrew to shrug that off and keep his eyes on the referee who finally shrugs his own shoulders and rings the bell. Almost as soon as that happens Andrew pounces out of the corner with a massive double-leg and immediately slides into the top position where he tells Cable that “One handshake isn’t going to do it. You want to prove you’re worthy of my respect, and the respect of all these people? Prove it to me now” before letting him back up. Sitting on the mat for a moment, perhaps suitably chastened by what he has just heard, Cable immediately goes in for a collar-and-elbow lockup and quickly sneaks out the back door with a tight side headlock as he tries to frustrate Andrew into making a mistake before taking the headlock over only for Andrew to quickly hook in a tight headscissors as a counter. Posting his elbows in between the shoulders the Minneapolitan’s game plan of going after the left arm begins to show as he attempts to lock in an inverted straight armbar while keeping the headscissors locked in, only for Cable to roll through into a prawn hold that gets a quick 1-count but forces Andrew to let go of the headscissors. Pulling himself up to his feet slowly, his eyes clearly looking for openings and traps, Cable again goes back to a collar-and-elbow lockup and this time backs Andrew to the ropes where he waits for the referee to step in to force a break before attempting to wing a turning side kick only to see the “North Star” check the kick away as he wags his finger towards the Imperial champion.} Terri Marasco: “You had to expect this was going to happen. With two of the smartest men on the roster now there was going to be a lot of feeling out, and a lot of countering. Anyone who tuned into this pay-per-view expecting this match to be over in 10 minutes, you are in for what may be a classic.”
Vasco Dias: “What I noticed is that Cable was the first person to attempt a kick. I talked earlier about Andrew Jacobsen perhaps being too keyed up for a match of this importance. If Cable can’t keep his emotions under control, and stay with the game plan I know he’s put together, he’s going to be in for a very long night at the office.”
{Stepping back into the center of the ring, the wheels noticeably turning as he tries to think of what he wants to do next, Cable goes for another collar-and-elbow lockup only for Andrew to come out of that with a front headlock as he continues to try and wear down his larger opponent, gritting his teeth as he tries to put as much of a squeeze on the hold as he can. But as he continues to work the front headlock Andrew is able to use his strength advantage to push himself out of the headlock and locks in a courting hold, dragging that over into an armbar as he now begins to work on the left arm of the Imperial Champion. Grinding the bone of his knee into the shoulder joint of the left arm Andrew leans back as much to not give Cable a soft strike zone to land one of his heavy kicks as to prevent him from seeing where the ropes might be. Nonetheless, Cable tries to throw a kick anyway only for Andrew to see the attempt coming and quickly release the armbar to try and block the kick, giving Cable the opening to execute a back heel trip and attempts to hook in a standing toehold as he tries to weaken the legs of the “North Star”. But as he goes for it Cable stands too close to his man, allowing him to simply reach up and turn it into a tight small package for a long 2-count which again sends Cable to the floor where he curses to himself quietly and drinks from a bottle of water left on the timekeeper’s table as Andrew remains in the ring.} Terri Morasco: “Outclassing is too big a word for what we’re seeing right now, but it’s getting dangerously close to that. Simply put, if Andrew Jacobsen continues to work this well on the mat, Cable Arcane’s championship reign might not be that longer in existing.”
Vasco Dias: “When we talked about this match, this was probably always going to be the part where Cable Arcane was going to have the most trouble. As skilled as Cable Arcane is on the mat, and he is undoubtedly skilled, Andrew Jacobsen is showing himself to be on another level. This is a guy who has had the moniker of a ‘Man of 1000 Holds’ by no less an authority than Nighthawk, and right now he’s showing why that’s the case. Cable has to either sharpen up his mat game or turn this into a brawl. If he can’t do either, he’s in for a long night.”
{Rolling back into the ring slowly, the frustration now evident in his body language, Cable quickly shoots in for a single-leg and executes a heel trip before stepping through into another spinning toehold and this time remembering the mistake he made a moment ago and quickly transitions that into a toe-and-ankle hold, going down on one knee to get as much out of the toehold as possible. Cranking tight on the toehold Cable smirks as well as he can with his mouthpiece in as Andrew sits up on his elbows to try and think a way out of the hold, using the instep of his boot to extend Cable’s legs apart to the point where his base is just widened enough that he can simply execute a heel trip of his own and hook in a tight armbar as he goes back to the left arm. Using the flat of his hand to push himself up to his feet Cable grits his teeth and turns into the armbar to quickly release himself from the hold before firing a hard middle kick to the thigh which immediately causes Andrew to wince. Seeing the opening Cable smirks before laying his hands out flat for a knucklelock only for Andrew to push him down right into a pinning combination as that quick kick to the thigh appears to have irritated the Minneapolitan and prodded him to get the match over with. Only getting a 2-count the “North Star” holds onto the knucklelock and turns that into a seated Japanese stranglehold, which Cable counters out of by using the ropes to reverse into one of his own before changing things up into a bow-and-arrow attempt which Andrew drops down out of into a pinning combination that again gets another 2-count as Cable quickly backs off.} Terri Morasco: “I just noticed something, Vasco, and I wondered if not only you, but Cable Arcane, picked up on it as well. Andrew has been controlling this match on the ground, but all it took was one kick to the leg for Andrew to attempt to go for a pin right away. He did not like taking that leg kick one bit.”
Vasco Dias: “It’s not so much that leg kicks can be knockout blows, Terri. It’s that they can break you down and work on your conditioning. More so, for Andrew, it weakens his base for so many of his submissions. It’s very difficult to apply a sharpshooter without your legs being strong and comfortably underneath you.”
{Licking his lips carefully, biting down on his mouthpiece as he has suddenly seen an opening, Cable circles and goes into a knucklelock which Andrew drops quickly into a pendulum hold and uses his weight and strength advantage to in essence press Cable with his legs while still holding onto the knucklelock before Cable is somehow able to land on his feet only to be taken over with the knucklelock into a pinning combination that barely gets one. Rolling to his feet, all traces of good humor in his expression now gone, Andrew again locks up and again gets the arm and begins to twist on it as he might be looking for the Jim Breaks Special. Seeing it Cable tries to escape danger by bridging backward until the back of his head touches the mat, and then fires a low kick from that position only for the Minneapolitan to block it and quickly try and step through into a sharpshooter which forces Cable to kick him away and then unleash a massive spinning roundhouse attempt to keep Andrew from advancing in. Leaning against the bottom rope, looking somewhat rattled by the speed of that last kick attempt, the “North Star” now begins to think through his gameplan before stepping back into the center of the ring. Locking back up again this time Cable comes out with an armwringer, quickly sending Andrew to a knee as the hold begins to do its work. Trying to roll through to escape the pressure Andrew is finally able to reach out and grab a hold of the left ankle and use that as a fulcrum to take him over for a pinning combination for a quick 2-count only for Cable to reverse that into one of his own as the crowd begins to buzz in approval.} Terri Morasco: “Quite frankly, after an early portion of mat dominance from Andrew Jacobsen, this has been a stalemate. I would have expected nothing less.”
Vasco Dias: “You have to wonder what it’s going to take for either man to find an opening. Their defenses are both so sharp tonight that it’s going to take either a perfectly-timed shot, or a counter neither man prepared for. Basic offense will not make this work.”
{As they circle each other again Cable quickly hits a heel trip and runs the ropes looking to quicken the pace only for Andrew to see it coming and counter with a hiptoss right into a cross-armbreaker attempt which Cable counters into a stacked-up pinning combination that gets a long 2-count before trying to consolidate his advantage with a whistling high kick that misses by inches as Andrew returns fire with a european uppercut that misses by just about the same distance. Looking at each other carefully Cable again goes for a back heel trip and does a barrel roll over Andrew’s attempt at a drop-down before Andrew tries another hiptoss only for Cable to counter out of that into a backslide attempt which gets nowhere before Andrew attempts a short open-hand forearm lariat which misses allowing Cable to attempt a step-up frankensteiner which Andrew rolls through to land on his feet before trying the same move which gets the same response before both men try for middle kicks and each find themselves holding the other’s leg. After a good bit of back-and-forth between both men they each put the other’s leg down before Cable steps back and lands a trio of hard middle kicks to the chest, which back Andrew into the ropes. But as he runs towards the ropes, perhaps looking for a running yakuza kick or running forearm shiver, Andrew snatches him out of the air and slams him hard into the mat with a waistlock slam and immediately looks to go for the Hangman’s Clutch, having been irritated to the point where he wants to get this over with. Seeing that Cable is getting close to the ropes Andrew switches up his grip and instead locks in a tight fujiwara armbar, as he is finally able to get some work done on the left arm. Rolling to his feet to try and relieve the pressure Cable lands a hard leg kick and then rushes in again, only for the “North Star” to fire him through the middle ropes. But as Andrew rushes in Cable catches him with a hard front kick to the jaw through the ropes that staggers, and then drops, the Minneapolitan. Seeing the opening Cable rests on the ring apron a moment, shaking out his left arm, before heading to the top turnbuckle only to be cut off by Andrew who looks to go for a superplex. Fighting him off Cable manages to drop back down to the ring apron and land another kick, this time to the forehead, which dazes Andrew enough that Cable can head back up to the top turnbuckle and land the front missile dropkick he was looking for originally.} Terri Morasco: “And after a good portion of this match being a stalemate, Vasco Dias, there has been a lot of action in a very short amount of time. And while it might have taken a while to get there, Cable Arcane appears to have found the key to attacking Andrew Jacobsen. Not so much mat wrestling, but a very heavy striking attack.”
Vasco Dias: “Cable is, minus his hot temper, well known for his ability to think and re-think offense on the fly. I am sure he’s not going to play games on the mat anymore.”
{Covering quickly, and getting a 2-count, Cable ties Andrew up in the bottom rope and then strafes him with a pair of chops before landing another hard middle kick to the chest. Pulling himself up to his feet slowly Andrew looks dazed enough that Cable steps back and lands another kick which drives him into the turnbuckles. Turning his back on his opponent to catch his breath and re-adjust one of his kickpads Andrew quickly attempts a bridging dragon suplex only for Cable to slip out of trouble and land a spinning back kick to the midsection followed by a DDT before going for the cover, but neglecting to hook a leg which leads to a long 2-count. Taking a moment to exhale and catch his breath Cable hooks in a tight bodyscissors, having decided that he should try and take the wind out of his opponent. Gasping for breath as the hold does its work Andrew shakes his head in the affirmative when the referee asks him if he wants to continue, finally able to reach his hands inside and pry apart the bodyscissors just enough so that he can stand up. Looking around to see where he is in relation to the ropes Andrew nonetheless walks with Cable on his back to the nearest corner, which finally forces a break of the hold. Staggering out of the corner Cable rushes in with a clothesline attempt only for Andrew to hook in a standing Octopus Stretch before releasing it and landing a hard European uppercut to the left arm. But as the Minneapolitan moves in Cable lands three more hard kicks to the chest before going for a fourth, only for Andrew to catch that. But as the “North Star” appears to be looking for a standing STF Cable gets his leg free and lands another spinning kick to the midsection before running off the ropes right into a massive lariat that turned Cable inside out as both men drop to the mat.} Terri Morasco: “Cable is beginning to land some of his heavier shots, shots which might have won him many other title defenses. But tonight, Andrew Jacobsen seems intent on making Cable Arcane have to empty the entire bucket to get this done.”
Vasco Dias: “The way this match is going, the question you have to ask is this: Will Cable Arcane punch himself out? As you said, Terri, he has landed some heavy shots. The longer this match goes, it may be that Cable’s blows will no longer be powerful enough to do what he needs them to do.”
{Staggering to the nearest turnbuckle Andrew Jacobsen takes several deep gulps of air as he tries to steady himself only to see Cable Arcane rush in after him. Flipping him onto the apron Andrew rests for a moment only for Cable to land an outside-in enzuigiri which causes Andrew to slump to a knee. Heading back up to the turnbuckle, perhaps looking for another missile dropkick, Andrew somehow finds enough strength and energy to pull himself to his feet and hits a gorgeous superplex as both men lay on the mat, exhausted and hurting, as the referee begins his 10-count. Gasping for air, and looking utterly exhausted, both men manage to pull themselves to their knees at the count of 8 which causes the referee to stop the count before both men get themselves to their feet, albeit with the aid of the ropes. Standing in the center of the ring Andrew throws a forearm which doesn’t have a lot behind it followed by a European uppercut that lands with the same amount of force before both men begin to trade forearms with the other, the taut technical wrestling of earlier now all but forgotten. Finally landing a blow with some sting on it Andrew lands a quartet of hard European uppercuts only for Cable to return the favor with some heavy kicks to the chest only for Andrew to block one and thread that through into a massive Liger Bomb and cover only to get a long 2-count. Collapsing to the mat in shock the Minneapolitan glances towards the referee who informs him that it was a millisecond away Andrew tells the sold-out crowd that he needs them before he signals for, and yells out, “ORANGE CRUSH” in a tribute to his friend, mentor, and tag partner Nighthawk. But as the “North Star” goes for it Cable somehow manages to push him back to the turnbuckles where he follows him in with a running knee strike, before attempting a bulldog. Shoving him off Andrew attempts to land a bridging tiger suplex only for Cable to roll through and bury a third spinning kick to the midsection before going for the Made To Suffer only for Andrew to counter into a triangle which Cable somehow manages to counter into a deadlift powerbomb anyway before slumping down for a loose cover that gets another long 2-count. Staring at the referee in absolute shock, convinced that was it, Cable signals for the Made to Suffer a 2nd time.
Pulling himself up to his feet and then Andrew a second after with the last ounces of energy he might have left in him Cable goes for the Made to Suffer only for Andrew to reverse out and land a textbook Orange Crush Bomb
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings and Andrew celebrates as the referee grabs hold of the Imperial Championship!} Alison Valance: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...AND NEEEEEW IWF IMPERIAL CHAMPION...ANDREEEEEEW JA-COB-SEEEEEN!!!
{Andrew grabs hold of the title and clutches at it...it’s his...it’s finally his.} Terri Morasco: ANDREW JACOBSEN HAS REACHED THE MOUNTAINTOP HERE IN THE IWF!
Vasco Dias: He took the long road but he finally got here!
Terri Morasco: Tonight might as well be known as NIGHT OF THE TITLE CHANGES!
{Andrew celebrates some more as the Night of the Immortals and IWF Logos come on the screen. Fireworks and confetti are everywhere as the crowd cheer on the Man of Morals, and tonight, one of those who became...Immortal.}