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Corey Casey

Corey Casey


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Join date : 2011-03-01
Age : 35

Wrestler Stats
IWF Record: 27-12-1
Alignment: In Between

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PostSubject: Violent Impulse   Violent Impulse I_icon_minitimeTue Oct 30, 2012 4:38 pm

Voice
There have always been powerful wrestlers and powerful forces...


Wrestlers can be seen standing in a vast, empty wasteland. On one side you see the members of The Empire. The camera flickers throw the faces like Corey Casey, Alexander Remington , Baron Tompson, Philip Joesph, Parker Wayde, Jack Savage, and Jack Savage with Corey Casey’s personal security force in riot gear and holding night sticks and stun guns.

Voice
There have been the defenders of good…the defenders of this industry…and there have been those who wish to watch this business burn to the ground…


The camera then flickers throw faces of members of Bad Company starting with Chuck Matthews, Silas Romero, Logan Porter and Chuck's ME Security armed with assault refiles and wearing riot gear. Standing off to the side, not sure of where to stand, is Griffin Hawkins.

Voice
Those forces and wrestlers will always fight and cause destruction upon one and other


The camera then flash to Stygian and Ryan Apollo who start running toward one and other at high speed. Which makes everyone else run toward one and other. Starting to beat down on one and other They all start to destroy each other one on one. Out of no where Griffin Hawkins comes and cracks a baseball bat over the back of Alexander Remington.

Voice
Blood will be seen.


Every face is shown covered in crimson masks of blood.

Voice
As they all unleash there Violent Impulses


Stygian can be seen as the only man standing as he hold up the IWF World Heavyweight Championship as he staggers around covered in blood he raises the title high in the air like a proud champion. As he look around the ring at the body’s left laying in his wake. The scene then suddenly cuts to the Violent Impulse logo

Violent Impulse Vione
LIVE from the MGM Grand Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada


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The phoenix sits still for a moment before exploding into flames. The scene then shows the inside of the sold out MGM Grand in Las Vegas, Nevada. Fire explodes out of the four ring corners, and fireworks begin exploding up either side of the ramp before sending a massive fireworks display on the stage. A jet of flame erupts on the stage, reaching up to the screen, where the Violent Impulse logo appears. The stage is covered with large blood drops that hand down from the titantron like bloody tears. Scattered around the stage are weapons of all shapes and sizes. The camera pans across the crowd, taking in some of their signs.

“Why gamble?! IWF IS IN TOWN!” “APOLLOS FOR IWF CHAMP!” “WE LOVE RYAN APOLLOS!” “I want to be part of The Empire!” “Remi’s Rebel Rousers FTW!” “ > just made that up, not a real thing” “IWF > Sandy!” “Grease themed hurricanes FTL!”

The camera finally pans around to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars, both of whom are seated behind the announcer’s position

Rick- We are broadcasting to you live around the world from the MGM Grand Casino here in fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada!

Matt- Vegas baby! The City of Sin! You never come out the same way you went in!

Rick- Wow…that was rather clever, Matt

Matt- Thanks! I haven’t truly started smoking heavily just yet so I’m still semi-coherent!

Rick- You know what? Not even you getting fucking stoned off your ass can bring me down tonight!

Matt-CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!


The camera pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is standing in the middle of the ring

Heather Thompson- The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…

“Blind” starts up as the light flash in time with the music, pyro goes off as the are you ready hits....the words FRANCHISE flashes across the screen as John Tolly makes his way down to the ring, he sneers at the crowd as he saunters down the ramp.

Heather Thompson- From Champaign, Illinois…Weighing in at 240 Pounds…John Tolly

Rick- John Tolly making his return to IWF action after taking a few weeks off to deal with a family emergency

Matt- It’s good to see Tolly back. Hopefully he can pick up right where he left off the last time we saw him in an IWF ring


John Tolly slides into the ring before leaping to his feet and posing while standing on the ring ropes

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

The lights dim as "Prepare Yourself" by the Immortals begins to play. The stage light reveal a swirl of greens and blues, as Johnny Cage and Becky Valiant come out from behind the curtain. Cage walks down, wearing his sunglasses and a serious demeanor. Becky walks down grinning and getting the crowd pumped up.

Heather Thompson- Being accompanied to the ring by Beck Valiant…From Hollywood, California…Weighing in at 235 Pounds…Johnny Cage!

Rick- I like Johnny Cage’s look. He’s got the awesome hair, the hot girlfriend, the killer sunglasses. Johnny Cage is just the total package

Matt- Hehehe…package

Rick- you’ve started smoking haven’t you?

Matt- MMMAAAYYYYBBBBBEEEEEEE


When they reach the ring, Cage jogs up the ring steps and walks halfway down the apron. He finally grins at the audience and a smirk crosses his face as he hops into the ring between the second and top rope. Johnny then holds the second and bottom rope for Becky, as she then enters the ring.

Johnny Cage goes over to the ropes and pulls down on the top rope, stretching out. Becky continues to amp up the crowd, showcasing Johnny Cage. The ref looks at both men and nods as Beck Valiant ducks out of the ring right before the ref calls for the bell

Violent Impulse Match
Johnny Cage [vs.] John Tolly

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]


Johnny Cage quickly rushes across the ring and connects a flurry of kicks and punches that send John Tolly stumbling backwards. Johnny Cage pauses for a moment, causing John Tolly to lower his guard for a brief second. Johnny Cage then quickly leaps into the air and connects a bicycle kick that lands squarely on John Tolly’s chest, forcing John Tolly to fly backwards directly into the ring ropes. The force of the kick sends John Tolly backwards into the ring ropes, causing John Tolly to suddenly bounce forward. Johnny Cage quickly drops down and connects a drop toe hold that spikes John Tolly’s face right into the canvas.

Rick- A big time series of moves by the martial arts expert, Johnny Cage

Matt- FINISH HIM!


Johnny Cage immediately leaps to his feet, his gaze focused on John Tolly, who is slowly starting to get to his feet. Johnny Cage drops back a few steps and waits for John Tolly to get to his hands and knees. As soon as John Tolly pushes himself up to his hands and knees, Johnny Cage rushes in a delivers a crushing punt kick to the side of John Tolly’s skull, causing John Tolly’s entire body to go limp and collapse to the canvas

Rick- CARNAGE KICK!

Matt- Johnny Cage just knocked John Tolly the fuck OUT!


Johnny Cage quickly flips John Tolly over and pins John Tolly as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3-


The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…Johnny Cage!


Becky Valiant slides back into the ring and embraces Johnny Cage as soon as Johnny Cage manages to pull himself up to his feet. Becky Valiant holds Johnny Cage’s wrist aloft as the crowd cheers

Rick- An impressive and dominating win here tonight by Johnny Cage

Matt- Johnny Cage doesn’t work by the hour, that’s for damn sure!


The camera focuses in on Becky Valiant and Johnny Cage,, who are celebrating in the center of the ring, before the camera cuts to the back

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The camera cuts to the parking garage backstage. The camera focuses in on a long black stretch limo that comes driving down the entrance ramp and pulls up to the large set of double doors leading to the arena. The driver of the limp quickly exits the driver’s side door, walks to the back of the limo, and opens the back door.

After a few moments, Chuck Matthews ducks out of the limo first, a clever smile on his face. Chuck Matthews is on the phone and, from the tone of his voice, it seems to be an extremely important phone call

Chuck Matthews
So it’s all set then?...Good…Don’t worry, I’ll do what I need to do to make sure that you are taken care of. The Empire won’t know what hit them


Chuck Matthews hangs up the phone, his clever smile widening as he takes a deep breathe and releases it slowly

Chuck Matthews
Tonight is going to be a good night


Chuck Matthews reaches into his suit coat pocket and removes a walkie-talkie. Chuck thumbs the “talk” button

Chuck Matthews
This is Mastermind to strike team…you are go for the mission


The sound of a male voice comes back over the radio

ME Security Chief
Affirmative


Chuck laughs softly as he walks into the arena and the show fades to black

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Hurricane Sandy: She’s got chills…they’re multiplying…and she’s losing control…but the power…that she’s denying…it’s ELECTRIFYING!

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The show comes back from commercial to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars, both of whom are sitting behind the announcer’s table.

Rick- And we’re back!

Matt- Man…is it just me or did that commercial seem kinda…long

Rick- It definitely felt like it dragged on

Matt- Well whatever…cause now we’re back!

Rick- And it’s time for the first title to be defended!


The camera pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is standing in the middle of the ring

Heather Thompson- The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IWF Uprising Championship! Introducing first…

“Remember the Name” by Fort Minor plays as Philip Joseph walks in champagne bottle in one hand and a lovely looking girl in the other as he hands her the champagne then gets a kiss for good luck.

Heather Thompson- The challenger…From Hollywood, California…Weighing in at 180 Pounds…Representing The Empire…Philip Joseph!

Rick- Philip Joseph is on an impressive streak when it comes to one upping our Uprising champ

Matt- That’s right. Last week, for the first time, it looked like Vanessa Cade was weak…vulnerable even!

Rick- This could be Philip Joseph’s night to capitalize on that!


Philip Joseph enters the ring and removes his shirt showing off his upper body as he waits for his opponent

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

“New Born” by Muse blasts out of the house PA system

Heather Thompson- From Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada…Weighing in at 137 Pounds…She is the IWF Uprising Champion…Vanessa Cade!

Rick- I think Vanessa Cade will…


All of a sudden, a squad of six ME Security personal walk out from backstage, carrying Vanessa Cade’s motionless body, the IWF Uprising Championship still strapped around her waist

Rick- What the hell is this?!

Matt- I guess we know who Chuck’s strike team was targeting


In the ring, Philip Joseph smiles wickedly as he hops up on the top turnbuckle, nodding his head. All of a sudden, “Words to Burn” by Rev Theory blasts out of the house PA system and Chuck Matthews walks out from backstage

Chuck Matthews
Well…it would seem as though Vanessa Cade had a terrible, horrible, unfortunate accident backstage!


The crowd boo’s loudly as Chuck smiles deviously

Chuck Matthews
Luckily my ME Security Team found her lying around backstage and brought her out here for her match! I mean, you all shouldn’t be boo’ing me, you should be cheering me! Because if it weren’t for me and the Matthews Enterprise Security Force, this match might not have happened!


The ME Security Personal bring Vanessa Cade down the entrance ramp and roll her motionless body into the ring. Meanwhile, on the stage, Chuck Matthews suddenly yells at the referee

Chuck Matthews
Now…official…RING THE DAMN BELL!


Left with no other option, the referee calls for the bell

Violent Impulse Championship
Violent Impulse Match
Uprising Championship Match
Vanessa Cade [vs.] Philip Joseph

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]


Chuck Matthews walks down the entrance ramp and stands side by side with the ME Security Force members. Meanwhile, in the ring, Philip Joseph quickly sprints over to the nearest turnbuckle. Philip Joseph climbs to the top rope, surveys Vanessa Cade’s motionless body, and then leaps off the top turnbuckle, executing a Phoenix Splash

Rick- Champagne Supernova!

Matt- This is a damn shame…


Philip Joseph hooks Vanessa Cade’s legs as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3-


The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…and NEW Uprising Champion…Philip Joseph!


Chuck Matthews walks around the outside of the ring and rips the IWF Uprising Championship out of the hands of the time keeper. Chuck then slides into the ring and walks over to Philip Joseph. Chuck hands Philip Joseph the IWF Uprising Championship and the two men embrace before Philip Joseph holds the Uprising Championship up high. All the while, the fans boo and chant

“YOU SOLD OUT!”
“YOU SOLD OUT!”
“YOU SOLD OUT!”

Rick- The fans letting Philip Joseph know that they think he sold out to Chuck and Bad Company

Matt- I don’t know…Chuck and Philip Joseph clearly had a deal made. Philip Joseph is doing the right thing for his career by aligning with Chuck and Bad Company.

Rick- WHAT?! HOW COULD YOU EVEN SAY THAT?!

Matt- I didn’t say it was the right or even popular thing to do…I simply said it was a good thing to do in terms of his career!


The camera focuses in on Chuck Matthews and Philip Joseph, who are standing side by side with Chuck hold Philip Joseph’s wrist aloft in victory, before cutting to commercial
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PostSubject: Re: Violent Impulse   Violent Impulse I_icon_minitimeWed Oct 31, 2012 6:23 am

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Corey Casey says: "JESS! WHERE IS MY GOOD FIELD KNIFE?!"

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Matt – Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to what is turning out to be an amazing pay-per-view already!

Rick – Next is a ladder match for the Queen of Wrestling Championship...Angelica Monroe is set to go against the champion, Tiffani Michaels!

Matt – Both of these women seem extremely confident in the stipulation of choice, but only one will walk out with the Queen of Wrestling Championship! Lets send it to Heather Thompson to get this ladder match started!


The camera panned around to Heather Thompson who was standing in the center of the ring with a smile on her face and a microphone in her hand as the first competitor of the match began making her way out. The lights dim and "Hot As Ice" begins to play filling the entire arena. Pink strobe lights dance across the stage until stopping at the entrance where Tiffani Michaels steps out from behind the curtains dressed in her Cheerios uniform. She holds two pom-poms in her hands and shakes them high above her head with a big smile on her face bringing out cheers from the crowd.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a ladder match for the Queen of Wrestling Championship. Introducing first, she hails from Los Angeles, California and weighs in at 116 pounds; she is the current Queen of Wrestling Champion....Tiffani Michaels!!

Tiffani bounces down along the ramp with her pom-poms still waving high in the air and she makes sure to toss them inside of the ring when she reaches the bottom of the ramp. Tiffani blows some kisses towards the crowd before she jumps up onto the ring apron in one swift movement. Tiffani grabs a hold of the top rope and she keeps her hands wrapped tightly around the rope while she springboards herself inside of the ring. She lands on her feet and smiles brightly for the crowd while waving her hands making them cheer out loud. Tiffani grabs her pom-poms from the mat and waves them one final time while the lights come back on inside of the arena.

Rick – Tiffani won the title in the triple threat match that Angelica Monroe interfered in at last month's pay-per-view, so it's going to be rather interesting to see how this one turns out!

Matt – It's sure to be one Hell of a match...both women are well trained in the ring and are sure to give it their all and then some!


“Good Girls Go Bad” by Cobra Starship featuring Leighton Meester began playing as Angelica Monroe walked to the entrance ramp with a hood on her head, partially covering her face. She had a smirk on her face as she did a 360 degree turn, with her hands in the air. Angelica flipped the hood off of her face when she was facing the ring once more. She walked down the ramp with an air of arrogance surrounding her as she strutted down the entrance ramp. The camera turned back around to Heather Thompson who was raising the microphone hat was in her hand.

Heather Thompson – And introducing her opponent for the night, she hails from Los Angeles, California and weighs in at 131 pounds; she is The Perfect Angel....Angelica Monroe!!

Angelica walked up the steel steps and onto the ring apron, giving the impression of wiping her feet on the apron before she straddled the middle rope, rigt under the top rope. She stayed there for a moment before she entered the ring with a smirk. She walked around the ring for a moment, waving her hands towards herself as the crowd boo'ed her. Heather Thompson exited the ring as the referee checked both of the women and asked if they were ready. When they both nodded, he signaled for the bell to ring to start the match.

Violent Impulse Championship
Violent Impulse Match
Queen of Wrestling Championship Match
Ladder Match
Tiffani Michaels [vs.] Angelica Monroe


[Ding! Ding! Ding!

As soon as the bell signaled, the two women immediately locked up in the middle of the ring in a test of strength to get early control of the match. The fans were cheering on Tiffani which seemed to be motivating, but Angelica quickly stopped that when she hit Tiffani's right knee with a quick kick. It took Tiffani off balance enough for Angelica to get her in a headlock which she quickly turned into something more by flipping Tiffani to the mat. Angelica leaned down to pick Tiffani up for a suplex, but Tiffani countered with a quick punch to the head, dazing Angelica long enough for the champion to get to her feet and into a better place than what she was previously in. Tiffani hits her with a quick clothesline as Angelica moved towards her, trying to regain control of the match.

Rick – And Tiffani isn't allowing Angelica to gain control again! This is exactly the skills that the guys and girls of IWF in order to stay ahead and stay in front!

Matt - But you can't count Angelica out! She hasn't lost a match since coming to IWF, and she rattled Tiffani on Battlegrounds this past week. She's proven time and time again that she'll follow through on her word.


Tiffani quickly grabbed Angelica and grabbed her and walked over to the ropes. As she began to climb the turnbuckles, Tiffani punched her a few times before shoving her away. Before Angelica could turn around, Tiffani launched herself and hit her opponent in the back with a diving drop kick. Angelica stumbled forward towards the opposite turnbuckle as Tiffani landed on the mat. She grimaced in pain for a moment but was back on her feet only to be met by a spear from no where!

Rick - Quick thinking on Angie's part! That's one way to catch your breath and get back into the match.

Matt - While it gives Angelica a moment, it won't keep Tiffani down for long...the Queen of Wrestling champion is resilient when it comes to her matches!

Rick - It's just a moment that Angelica needs to slide out of the ring! It looks like she's searching for a ladder, and she's found one!!


Angelica straightened up with a ladder in her hand and a smirk on her face as she slid it into the ring before she re-entered it herself. She held the ladder up and looked at the fans for a minute, laughing as they boo'ed her. But allowing the fans to distract her caused her to forget about Tiffani long enough for the champion to get up. When Angelica turned her focus back on Tiffani, she saw the champion charge at her, but she thought quickly and took her down with a shot to the stomach with the top of the ladder. The crowd groaned in unison with Tiffani as she clutched her stomach. Angelica went to swing the ladder towards Tiffani again, but the champion grabbed the ladder as it came around, surprising Angelica. Tiffani grinned and gave Angelica a little wave before she jerked the ladder forwards and then back at Angelica, causing it to collide with her stomach as well.

Matt - Excellent come back by the champion! She gave Angelica a piece of her medicine!

Rick - Both of these ladies are going to feel these bumps and bruises later on tonight and tomorrow, but they know how to bring it without a doubt!

Matt - There's no telling what these women are going to pull out of their back pockets next!


As Angelica leaned against the ropes to regain her breath, Tiffani leaned the ladder against the opposite ropes and lined it up just right. She climbed onto the top rope, balancing herself, before she got near the ladder and jumped off the rope, sending the ladder flying towards Angelica's face. Angelica was too taken off guard to dodge the ladder, and it connected with her face, sending her through the ropes and to the floor. Tiffani grinned again and grabbed the ladder that had bounced to the middle of the ring as a referee checked on Angelica and as the crowd began chanting,

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!


Matt - WHAT A MOVE! Angelica Monroe's nose has to be broken or something!

Rick - Hell Matt, that'll be if she's lucky!! I'm surprised we didn't see some teeth fall out of that pretty mouth of hers!

Matt - I think the fans are saying it best though....holy shit!


Tiffani set the ladder up in the middle of the ring, looking up at the title hanging above her and adjusting the ladder as needed. She paused after she set it up and looked out towards the fans, asking them if she should climb it. When they began cheering for her, and she nodded then proceeded to climb up with Angie still out on the side. When the champion was mostly up the ladder, Angelica slid back into the ring, with a bloody nose, and began shaking the ladder, making Tiffani's face display a look of worry. After a few moments of shaking the ladder to spoke Tiffani, Angelica pushed the ladder over, ignoring the blood coming from her nose. Tiffani jumped from the ladder as it fell, but it didn't save her from colliding with the ring mat back first. She gripped her back in pain and arched up from the impact.

Matt - Talk about some kind of comeback! I think Angelica pulled that out of her ass in order to save her ass!

Rick - And it looks like she may just have that broken nose from the impact of the ladder colliding with her face!

Matt - Well it looks like Angelica got her payback by taking the ladder out from under our champion!


Angelica smirked as she wiped some of the blood away from her nose and flicked it into Tiffani's face. She picked the champion up and flung her into the turnbuckles, forcing her to hit them chest first, knocking the wind out of her in the process. The crowd began booing as she hit Tiffani with a quick snapmare, sending her back to the mat. Just as Angelica was going to pick Tiffani up again, the champion countered with a quick kick to the head. Angelica ducked away in order to protect her already injured nose.

Matt - Quick thinking on Angie's part. Her nose is already injured, and she doesn't want to further the injury.

Rick - But that might have just cost her the crucial time she needs to stay ahead and win the match. Tiffani gets back on her feet, although you can tell she's having quite some pain in her back after that fall though.

Matt - I'm not sure how much more Angelica and Tiffani can take. When they say they're going to bring it hard, they weren't joking!


Angelica hit Tiffani with a belly to belly suplex and was immediately back on her feet. Tiffani grabbed her back again as she made impact with the ring mat and laid there for a few moments. Angelica slid out of the ring and searched for another ladder, tossing it in the ring before she returned to it as well. She didn't realize that Tiffani had gotten up until the ladder she ha gotten hit her on her forehead when she was straightening up. Angelica stumbled back into the ropes and leaned against them as she felt her forehead and was relieved when she felt no new blood. Tiffani laid the ladder out in the middle of the ring and grabbed Angelica. She DDT'ed her onto the ladder only to begin climbing the ropes slowly. The champion watched Angelica for a second before leaping into the air from the turnbuckle...hitting Angelica with a 450 Splash on the ladder! The fans began cheering,

THAT WAS AWESOME!
THAT WAS AWESOME!
THAT WAS AWESOME!


Tiffani begins to slowly move around as the referee checked on both of them.

Matt - Did you see that, Rick?! Tiffani pulled out the stops to make sure that Angelica finally stays down! I don't know how these women will keep going on!

Rick - Going on? They'll be lucky to get up from something like that! Tiffani took a big risk with that move! It would not have been a pretty sight if Angelica had managed to move at the last minute!

Matt - It connected though! The referee is unsure of what to do about the match and is seemingly concerned about both of these women as they slightly stir.

Rick - Wait! Tiffani's using the ropes, but she's getting back to her feet! She's still got some fuel left in the tank! Lets see if it's going to be enough!


As Tiffani reached her feet, she rolled Angelica's body off of the ladder and set it back up. She slowly began to climb it to grab the title, but she seemed a bit wobbly as she climbed. The champion was halfway up the ladder when Angelica began getting to her feet as well. Angelica began climbing the ladder as well, trying to catch up to Tiffani who was nearing the top with each step. As Tiffani was reaching for the title, Angelica got to the top as well. The two women began trading blows with each. The champion gained control of the situation and gave a hard left punch into Angelica's stomach and then gave her a vicious upper cut to her jaw, knocking her off of the ladder. Tiffani went back to the belt that hung just above her fingertips. Within a couple of moments, the title was in Tiffani's grasp, and the bell was sounding to end the match. As the champion made her way down the ladder, Heather Thompson stood with her microphone in her hand.

Heather Thompson - Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and still the Queen of Wrestling Champion...TIFFANI MICHAELS!!

The referee raised Tiffani's arm as the victor, and she exited the ring to celebrate with her fans. The referee went to check on Angelica who was seemingly pissed about not winning the match although she had a sly smirk on her face. As Tiffani celebrated with the fans on her way up the ramp, Angelica asked for a microphone and waited for the perfect moment. Once Tiffani was at the top entrance stage, Angelica began chuckling into the microphone which cut the celebration short and caught Tiffani's attention. The champion turned her gaze to the ring where Angelica was now standing.

Angelica Monroe
Oh no, don't let me interrupt your short lived celebration. I'm sure you think you're all big and bad now because you gave me my first loss in IWF, don't you? Well I have a little surprise for you...Tiffani. I got a little bit of special information from management. I'm sure your cheerleading, air head is just dying to know what it is, aren't you?


The camera panned from Angelica to Tiffani who had moved the title to her shoulder as she leaned over a bit. She threw her hand up towards Angelica and yelled towards her, Come on already, I've it places to be.. Angelica smirked a she wiped a little dried blood from under her nose before she raised the microphone again.

Angelica Monroe
You'll be facing me again, sweetie....at the Pick Your Poison pay-per-view! But we don't know what kind of match just yet. You see, it hasn't been...decided on yet.


Tiffani could be see shaking her head, waving Angelica off since she had just beaten her. While she wondered about the type of match, it didn't seem like she was worried about who she was facing. At the announcement of Tiffani wrestling Angelica again, the crowd began boo'ing Angie. The woman in the ring raised the microphone once more and continued on.

Angelica Monroe
You may have bested me tonight, but at Pick Your Poison, the fans...yes, I said the fans, will be deciding between three stipulations. A last woman standing match, a tables, ladders, and chairs, or TLC match, or even the stipulation of if I lose our next little match up, then I won't get another chance to face you. Prepare yourself for the worst, honey bunch because you don't know what's right around the corner. You're still on my list as my first official target, don't forget that. Now go on, go finish the pitiful celebration that you're going to have. It might just be your last one, after all.


Matt - What an announcement from Angelica! We'll see these two women go at it once again, but there's no tell what kind of match it'll be!

Rick - We've seen what they can do with ladders alone, but if the TLC match is chosen, it'll be interesting to see what they do with tables and chairs involved as well!

Matt - Well Angelica is making her exit to get checked out, and our next match is set to begin soon. I can't wait to see what's going to follow this!


The camera cuts to Gordon Fury backstage

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The cameras cut to backstage Gordon Fury stretching out before his match, he is already in his ring gear. Footsteps can be heard behind him and a voice soon follows.

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Excuse me, you're Gordon Fury aren't you?


Gordon turns around to face the voice, as Chuck Matthews walks into view. Gordon looks at him warily.

Gordon Fury
That I am, who wants to know?


Chuck smiles.

Chuck Matthews
Chuck Matthews, unofficial general manager and head of Matthews Enterprises. A pleasure to meet you.


He holds out his hand for a shake, and although he hesitates for a second, Gordon accepts it.

Gordon Fury
You as well Chuck. Now as much as I appreciate the effort, I doubt you approached me just to introduce yourself. So what is it you want?


If Chuck is taken aback by Gordon's abruptness he doesn't show it.

Chuck Matthews
Straight to the point, I like that. Actually that is why I have come to you. See Matthews Enterprises is always looking for talented people to join it's ranks, people who stop at nothing to achieve the goals. In that I can relate. So I am making you an offer to join me. With me, Corey Casey and the rest of the Empire can't touch you, and you will always have backup and support in important matters. Like tonight for example.


A sly smirk appears on his face, making sure Gordon gets what he is saying.

Chuck Matthews
So what do you say Mr. Fury? Are you in?


Chuck expends his hand again and Gordon just looks at it before replying.

Gordon Fury
To be honest Chuck, I don't trust you. Not even a little bit. You don't give a shit about the people who work for you. You play politics and you scheme and you would do whatever it took to achieve whatever it is you are trying to do. Whatever it is Chuck, I don't want any part of it, and I don't need your backup. So thanks, but no thanks.


At that Gordon leaves Chuck hanging as he walks out of shot, and Chuck doesn't look happy. He lowers his hand to his side and in a mix of rage and control he utters one final sentence.

Chuck Matthews
I'm sorry to hear that.


The cameras cut away back to show Heather Thompson, who is standing in the middle of the ring

Heather Thompson- The following match is the Fans Bring the Weapons Match and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

The sound of static can be heard and then it cuts to

Am I going insane?
My blood is boiling inside my veins
An evil felling attacks
My body's shaking there's no turning to black
As you eyes start to blister
There's just nope for our final embrace


Howard Harvard steeps out on stage wearing a suit turns around points to the curtain as Jack Savage and Kelly Savage emerge from behind it. As Jack droops down to one knee the Kelly stands to his right side and runs her hands up down Jack's body.

Heather Thompson- Being accompanied to the ring by Kelly Savage...From Greenbay Wisconsin...Weighing in at 230 Pounds...Representing The Empire...Jack Savage!

Rick- Welcome back folks and we have got a doozy of a match that's about to happen right now!

Matt- FANS BRING THE WEAPONS! I love it! There is no better fed anywhere on this planet than IWF! Where else are fans ENCOURAGED to bring weapons with them to a wrestling event?!

Rick- No where else, Matt!

Matt- IWF FTW!

So here we are...
I'm in your head..
I'm in your heart!


Noah Philips steeps out on the stage wearing a suit and holding a silver Halliburton briefcase and stands behind Jack and Kelly.

You were told to run away
Soak the place, and light the flame
Pay the price for your betrayal
You betrayal, your betrayal!


Jack Savage stands up and Howard Harvard slowly leads the group to the ring.

I was told to stay away
Those two word I can't obey
Pay the price for your betrayal
Your betrayal, your betrayal!


As they group gets to the ringside Noah Philips and Howard Harvard both go over to the steeps. Howard Harvard goes up them first and is fallowed by Noah. Jack stands still as Kelly again runs her hand up and down his body.

Is it my turn to die?
My heart is pounding as I say goodbye
So now I dance in the flames
I love you crying and screaming my name


Jack stands there smiling from ear to ear. As Noah and Howard both enter the ring and point down to Jack and Kelly Savage.

You said that we'd be forever
How could you kill me and lie to my face?
Now that we can't be together
There is no hope for our final embrace
So here we are, I'm in your head
I'm in your heart!!!


Jack and Kelly both slowly make there way over to the steeps and Kelly goes up them first fallowed closely by Jack. As the reach the top Jack out stretches his arms. Kelly walks over and opens the ropes and waits for Jack.

You were told to run away
Soak the place, and light a flame
Pay the price for your betrayal
Your betrayal, your betrayal!


Jack walks over to the ropes that are being held open for him by Kelly as he enters he kiss her deeply and passionately on the mouth.

I was told to stay away
Those two words I can't obey
Pay the price for your betrayal
Your betrayal, your betrayal!!


Jack walks over to the right turnbuckle closest to the entrance ramp and points to himself.

GO!!

Jack smiles from ear to ear. As he droops down from the turnbuckle.

Matt- You know, I'm kind of excited to see what kind of weapons the fans have brought to this match.

Rick- We've seen it all in the wrestling business. Doll Heads, Rubber Sharks, Prostetic Legs, you name it, we've used it.

Heather Thompson- And his opponent...

Song plays, Gordon enters with hoodie after first breakdown, throws back hoodie at some point. And he enters the ring.

Heather Thompson- From Mackay, Australia...Weighing in at 210 Pounds...Gordon Fury!

Matt- You know....for such an energetic guy, he really has a pretty bland entrance...


Rick- You've got a point there.

The bell rings and Gordon and Jack first start circling each other before locking up.

Violent Impulse Match
Fans Bring the Weapons Match
Jack Savage [vs.] Gordon Fury


[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Gordon and Jack move in and start jaw jacking at each other until Savage pushes him in the kisser and starts firing away with repeated punches to the face. Gordon is pushed back against the ropes where Jack moves in with a clothesline that sends him tumbling outside.

Rick - Savage starting things off.

Matt - This is gonna get brutal real quick.


Gordon is seen next to the apron staggering to his feet, Jack reaches in to pull him up by his hair. However he dosen't see that Gordon has a metel bed pan and Gordon smacks him right on the forehead with it. The blow sends Jack reeling and Gordon slides in with the bed pan. He charges in and clocks Savage right on the head using the side of the pan

Rick - Well........that's one way to use a bed pan.

Matt - I hope for Jack's sake that thing is clean, people shit in those.


Gordon puts the pan aside and reaches to grab Jack who low blows him, he then takes control with a snap suplex that takes Gordon down. Jack then rolls out of the ring and takes a weapon from one of the fans from the side, which is a nerf style gun that resembles the movie version of the BFG 9000.

Rick - What the fuck is that thing?

Matt - What you've never played Doom before? That's the BFG 9000.

Rick - The hell does BFG stand for?

Matt - Big fucking gun.


Jack rolls back in and pumps the gun then waits for Gordon to get to his feet. Gordon turns around and is hit with a high pressured tennis ball moving in at about 35 mph, he staggers a bit but then Jack readies the gun again and fires another shot, this time right in the nose.

Rick - Who would of thought that a child's toy can be such an effective weapon?

Matt - Imagine someone using that for a paintball gun fight, that shit would hurt like hell.


Jack throws the gun away and grabs Gordon who is still holding his face, he wraps one arm over his head and attempts a suplex but Gordon flips over him and hits a reverse neckbreaker. He motions for Jack and hits a jumping closeline, Jack gets to his feet and Gordon nails a dropkick right to the side of the jaw taking him off his feet. He then scrambles to the cover while Jack is on the mat.

-1-

Jack kicks out.

Rick - First pin attempt by Gordon.

Matt - Like that combo alone would put Savage away.

Rick - Gordon likely didn't expect it to, just a means to add more pressure to his foe.


Gordon charges in with a jumping knee that catches Jack sqaure in the nose, he then follows it with some fast kicks that drive him back, then does a trouble in paradise style spin kick that catches Savave right on target and sends him over the ropes and out of the ring.

Matt - Gordon with the advantage, nice series of kicks from him.

Rick - This has so far been a standoff between these two, but it's still early in the game and with so many weapons available it's bound to get bloody.


Gordon grabs the top rope and flings himself over with a crossbody, however Jack decks him right in the jaw with what looks to be a knight's gauntlet.

Rick - Where the hell did Savage get that?

Matt - I don't know but look at Gordon's face.


The camera moves in to see Gordon bleeding from the lower lip, his mouth is busted from the shot to his face.

Matt - Jack drawing first blood.

Rick - I spoke too soon, this match is already getting bloody.


Jack motions for Gordon to get to his feet, gauntlet ready for a knockout punch. He moves in for the kill buy Gordon ducks under it, when Jack turns around, Gordon spears him right into the steel steps.

Rick - Fury Impaler!

Matt – Both men seem to have been affected by that hit.


Gordon groggily gets to his feet and grabs a chair from the fans. He turns Jack over so his face is on the steel steps. He then winds the chair back and slams it down on Jack's head, the impact heard throughout the arena.

Rick – What a shot by Fury!

Matt – Look at Jack's nose, now he is bleeding as well! It has got to be broken!


Gordon takes a few steps back as savage slumps against the steps. Gordon charges him with a running knee, but Jack moves at the last second, Gordon's knee slamming into the steps, sending him flipping over them. Jack uses the steps to get to his feet as Gordon tries to get up on his now injured knee. Jack then picks up the top set of stairs, and readies them as Gordon rises. When he does Jack slams the stairs right into Gordon's face, sending him straight back to canvas, the blood really starting to flow from him now. Jack smirks at Gordon as he is hit in the head with a flying object.

Rick- The hell was that?

Savage is hit in the side of the head with an air horn weapon from the crowd. He sidesteps a few paces before walking over the the crowd and demanding to know who threw that. By this time Gordon gets to his feet and takes advantage, leveling Savage with a running clothesline. Gordon goes to where the weapon was thrown in and picks up a shoe.

Matt- Who throws a shoe? I mean really?

Gordon shrugs it off and charges to Savage who is to his knees by now. Gordon hauls off and kicks, well, hits Savage in the side of the head with the shoe again. Gordon tosses the shoe aside, feeling as if it is not a weapon that is suiting his needs, besides putting a Reebok stamp on the temple of Jack Savage. Gordon rolls out of the ring and starts circling by the crowd, fans are holding out several weapons to him. He grabs another chair from the fans.

Matt – I think we know what weapon is Gordon's favourite.

Savage is still groggy from the shoe plants to the temple as he is on the other side of the ring. He wobbles over to the security barricade and rests for a moment. A fan reaches him a cup. He takes the cup and nods his approval of thanks and takes a big drink.

Matt- Worst fans EVER!

Rick- Why are you getting so upset?

Matt- Because...FANS bring the WEAPONS...It's not 'hey, let's show up to this fans bring the weapons match and only use what we already have!'


Savage almost immediately spits out his drink and gags a few times. The fans yells something inaudible to him just as Gordon is about to clock Savage with the chair. Savage throws the contents of the cup into Gordon's face which makes Gordon drop the chair immediately and cover his eyes.

Matt - I'm still not impressed yet.

Rick - Would you just shut up?

Matt - ......no....


Savage starts searching the crowd for yet another item. One fan is almost spilling over the barricade trying to get Savage to use his weapon. Savage walks up to him and the fan tosses the weapon at him. Savage picks it up and sees that it is a lug wrench, wrapped in barbed wire.

Matt- Ok, so that one was kind of cool.

Savage holds the wrench in his hands admiring for a moment before walking up to Gordon Fury who is swinging blindly in the eye due to his temporary lemon juice blindness. Savage toys with him for a moment before taking a swing and clocking Gordon in the shoulder with the wrench. Gordon howls in pain as the wrench rips out a chunk of flesh from Gordon's shoulder.

Savage drops the wrench, feeling as if it has done it's part. He goes on the hunt for yet another weapon. He decides to just randomly get a weapon from a fan. He goes to turn around, but is blasted right between the eyes by a pool ball.

Rick- Gordon is squinting out of one eye now, looking very angry.

Matt- He's got a helluva aim with one eye!


Gordon reaches into the crowd again and produces a bowling ball. Savage is still lying on his back. An idea goes off in Gordon's head. He smiles wickedly as he sizes up his target. He holds the bowling ball up to ensure his aim is right yet again.

Rick- Oh god, don't do it!

Matt- DO IT!!! DO IT!!!


Gordon takes a few calculated and slow steps before throwing his arm back and releasing the ball. It rolls and connects a bulls eye on its target as Jack Savage doubles over and screams in pain as he holds his genitals.

Matt- STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERIKE!

Gordon drops the bowling ball and pick up an almost lifeless Jack, rolling him back in the ring. Gordon crouches down in a corner stalking Jack as he gets back up. Jack has his back turned to Gordon, but the cameras can see him pulling brass knuckles out of his tights. As he turns around Gordon charges for the Fury Impaler, as Jack swings a huge right hand at the same time.

Rick – Here comes the knockout shot!

Matt – Gordon ducks!


Gordon ducks the punch at the last minute, putting on the brakes. He then jumps and spins into an enzuigiri, cracking Jack right in the temple. Gordon then quickly rushes back in, and nails Jack with a Brainbuster, spiking him into the canvas. The cover!

-1-

-2-

-3-

Matt – No! He kicked out!


Jack powers out in defiance as Gordon shakes his blood covered head trying to get his wits about him. Gordon then exits the ring and from the fans grabs a Singapore cane and a bag of something. He enters the ring putting the bag down in the corner, and walking over to Jack with the Cane. Jack begins to rise but Gordon slams the cane into his back, dropping him onto his stomach. Gordon then quickly drops down beside him and locks in the Fury Vice, but instead of locking his hands around Jack's face, he uses the cane to strangle him instead!

Rick – Modified Fury Vice! Jack could get choked out right here!

Matt – He needs to get to the ropes!


Jack reaches out with his hand but can't quite get there, and he is fading fast. Gordon pulls back even harder, letting out a roar. Jack knows its do or die as he throws his legs out as far as he can, dropping all defences to the Vice...

Rick – His foot is under the ropes!

Matt – In an act of utter desperation, Jack survives!


Gordon releases the hold as he punches the ground in frustration. He then looks in the corner at the bag. He moves over to it and opens it, tipping the contents onto the ground.

Rick – Are they... Broken police road spikes!?

Matt – Holy shit! Yes they are!


The fans go ballistic as Gordon lifts up Jack and scoop slams him onto the spikes, and he cries out in pain as he arches his back. Gordon then jumps the ropes to the apron, and springboards over into a shooting star press, but just before impact Jack gets his knees up, and Gordon goes down on them hard, although the impact pushes Jack further into the spikes. Jack fights throught the pain as Gordon tires to stand up in the spikes. Jack quickly springboards off the ropes behind Gordon, and brings them both into the spikes with the Savage End!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Rick – This match is done!


Jack just manages to put an arm over Gordon.

-1-

-2-

-3-

Rick – No fucking way! He kicked out!?

Matt – Unbelieveable!


Gordon fires his arm off the canvas just before 3, and Jack is livid. He gets right into the ref's face, demanding that it was a 3. He turns around to the slowly rising Gordon, and out of nowhere Gordon powerslams Jack back into the spikes! He then riles up the fans into a frenzy as he stalks Jack for the Dread Spike...

Rick – What the fuck is this!

Matt – It's Bad Company's Logan Mclaod! What is he doing here!


Logan sprints down the ramp holding a wooden baseball bat, and slides in the ring behind Gordon. Gordon has no idea he is there, as Logan winds up and blasts Gordon over the back of the head with the bat snapping it in half!

Matt – He just broke that bat over Gordon's head!

Rick – He's sending a message: Don't fuck with Chuck!


Logan bails from the ring and back up the ramp as Gordon's eyes roll back in his head as he goes limp and falls forward, right into the grasp of Jack. Jack then quickly rushes Gordon into a corner, before lifting him onto the top turnbuckle.

Rick – Logan just screwed Fury! What a shit end to this match!

Matt – Hey, if Fury was dumb enough to make an enemy of Chuck Matthews before a no DQ match, then that's on him.


Jack then grabs Gordon's head, and drives him down with the Savage Spike! The cover!

-1-

-2-

-3-


Heather Thompson – Here is your winner... Jack Saaaaavvvvaaaaaggge!

“Your Betrayal” by Bullet for my Valentine plays through the arena as the ref goes over and raises Jacks hand as he uses the ropes to stand. Jack raises one of his fists in celebration.

Rick – Even despite the end, this was one brutally awesome match!

Matt – No doubt about that Rick, that was intense... like camping.

Rick – I hate you.


The camera's show Jack leave the ring as Gordon begins to stir. The cameras fade to commercial
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Violent Impulse You-seen-my-crayons

This episode of Sesame Street brought to you by: Ecstasy. Have you seen Molly?

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The cameras return to Gordon Fury limping down the hallways to his locker room, dry blood on his face and back, looking exhausted. After a few seconds he stops walking and looks ahead muttering something under his breath.

Gordon
You have got to be fucking kidding me.


Almost in response, Corey Casey walks into the shot from the other direction.

Corey Casey
Hello Gordon, quite impressive showing out there tonight. Shame about how it ended though. Do you know who I am?


Gordon can't tell if Corey is genuine or if he is just patronising him, but he doesn't care. He isn't in the mood for this shit.

Gordon Fury
Yes it is a fucking shame. And you are Corey Casey, head of the Empire as well as various other shit. Are we done?


Corey just shakes his head and laughs, obviously not the response Gordon expected.

Corey Casey
You are a funny man Mr. Fury. Listen, I'm just going to cut to the chase. You have a no bullshit attitude, and you have skill in that ring. I'm here to make you an offer...


Gordon Fury
Not interested.


Corey Casey
Just hear me out. You don't like what I have to say, I want bother you again.


Gordon leans up against the wall obviously waiting.

Corey Casey
Obviously you aren't happy with tonight's result, especially since one of Chuck's minions interfered. This is what Bad Company does Gordon. They fuck with every legitimate member on the roster if they don't get what they want. It happened to Vanessa, it happened to you, and it will keep happening. The only thing in the position to stop Bad Company is The Empire. Join us, and together we can rid IWF of the disease that is bad company.


Gordon actually seems to consider it.

Gordon Fury
If this is going to happen, I don't want you using your powers to me opportunities I don't deserve. I am here to earn my shot, and I don't want you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. If I feel this is the case, I walk. Also, I am making it known right now that I think every member of the Empire is a fucking wanker, so don't expect me to play well with others.


Corey is obviously getting a bit annoyed that Gordon is the one making demands, but he lets it slide.

Corey Casey
Noted. So is that a yes?


Corey holds out his hand for a shake. Gordon looks at it and takes a deep breath, before accepting the shake.

Gordon Fury
For now.


Gordon quickly breaks the shake and walks out of shot, leaving Corey with a grin on his face. The cameras cut to the ring for the next match.

Rick – This match should an awesome one Matt.

Matt – No kidding. A triple threat TLC match for the High Impact Title! Lets get to it.

Heather Thompson – The following contest is a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match, and it is for the IWF High Impact Championship!


"Unleash the warrior within!"

Pyro sets off from both sides on the entrance ramp in the form of a pair of angel wings with the words "Heaven's Gladiator" appearing in crystal blue letters on the titantron. A single platform can be seen being lowered at the ramp revealing Steel Angel and Marley Jones standing at the center. Steel Angel is wearing a white and blue warrior tunic with angel designs decorated on the back and a gold cross shape tapestry on the front. Marley is wearing a light blue warrior tunic with feathers decorated on it and long leather boots. Steel's long black hair flows in the air as he stares at the crowd before him.

I am now an instrument of violence
I am a vessel of invincibility
I cannot leave this undecided
Stepping down to battle another day

Remember me for all time
This determination is a vital part of me
Surrender now or be counted
With the endless masses that I will defeat you.


Steel Angel and Marley jump off the platform and they both bow before fans as they shower them in cheers. Steel Angel then walks slowly towards the ring every step with purpose, every movement loose and flowing while Marley holds his arm following his every move.

Come on bring it, don't sing it, better believe it.

Heather Thompson – Introducing the first challenger, accompanied by Marley, from San Diego California, weighing in at 220 pounds... Steel Annnngggeeeelll!!

Rick – Steel has a huge opportunity here that he only just recently earned.

Matt – He beat the actual number one contender to earn his spot tonight, so lets see if he can capitalize on it.


Steel Angel then stops at the end of the ramp where he brings his hands together with the middle and index fingers joining together pointing straight out with the other fingers curled together overlapping one another. He then moves 
his hands while in this symbol up, down, left and then right in the form of a cross before bringing both middle and index fingers to his lips and kisses them. He then separates his hands as he points to the sky unleashing blue pyro from the entrance ramp.

Broken down till your hope has died
Beat down 'til victory's mine
Stand up and show me some pride
And now are you ready?


Steel Angel then walks around the ring slapping high fives with some of the fans before climbing through the second rope and enters the ring. Marley walks to one side and claps with the fans as she watches him.

I'm one with the warrior inside
My dominance can't be denied
Your entire world will turn
Into a battlefield tonight

As I look upon you
Through the warrior's eyes
Now I can see the fear
That will ensure my victory this time.


He smiles as looks around the ring, he then poses which causes the fans to cheer some more.

I can't be told to compromise this
They'll never doubt the body lying at my feet
A most formidable reminder
They will speak my name for eternity.

I have no need of any guidance
I am a weapon, powerful beyond belief
Seen through the warrior's eyes
I never need to question how to defeat you.


He then removes the tunic and takes it off showing his ripped features to the ladies in attendance some of whom scream in delight before he hands it to Marley. He is also wearing gold karate style pants with white flame like designs on the ankles and the words "Steel Angel" written in black latin like writing on the sides.

Come on bring it, don't sing it, better believe it

He then moves to the center of the ring and forms the same hand gesture he did at the end of the entrance ramp. This time as he ends the gesture by pointing to the sky that white pyro erupts from the corners. 

Broken down 'til your hope has died
Beat down till victory's mine
Stand up and show me some pride
And now are you ready?

I'm one with the warrior inside
My dominance can't be denied
Your entire world will turn
Into a battlefield tonight.

As I look upon you
Through the warrior's eyes
Now I can see the fear
That will ensure my victory this time.


He then tilts his head from side to side and he gets ready for his match. His theme fades out, and it does, static bursts onto the Screen, the lights go out and a spotlight forms on Devlin as he slowly strolls out to the chords of "Omen" Looking about the arena with a smile as he then bounces down the arena and then picks up the pace, sunglasses and jacket coming off as the lights raise and he salutes the crowd, sliding easily under the bottom rope and preparing for his opponent after heading atop a turnbuckle and giving the crowd another salute , a foot sliding across him in the middle of the ring as if saying "Here's the line, Come cross it".

Heather Thompson – And introducing the second challenger, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 235 pounds... Devlin Raaaaaiiiiinnneeee!

Rick – Speaking of the number one contender, here he is!

Matt – I don't care what he says, he has got to be pissed that Steel is in this match. He got a number one contenders opportunity without even earning it, one match proves nothing.

Rick – We will see.


Devlin's music fades out as he locks eyes with Steel, both of them giving each other a nod. Suddenly Shadow's Fall - “Final Call” (Re-Edited) blasts throguh the arena speakers as the fans are on there feet... to boo the shit out of Parker Wayde, as he walks through the curtain, his signature cocky grin on his face. He makes his way to the ring, largely ignoring the fans.

Heather Thompson – Introducing the final competitor, from Winston-Salem, NC, weighing in at 247 pounds, he is the current IWF High Impact Champion... Parkerrrr Waaaayyyyydddeeee!

Rick – Here comes the champ Matt, and the odds don't seem to faze him.

Matt – of course they don't. Parker has gotten out of way worse situations than this, he is my pick to win this match.


Parker walks up the steps and goes to step in the ring, but before he can Steel rushes him, grabbing him by the head and flipping him into the ring. The ref quickly calls for the bell

Violent Impulse Championship
Violent Impulse Match
High Impact Championship Match
Triple Threat TLC Match
Parker Wayde
[vs.] Steel Angel [vs.] Devlin Raine

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]


Parker scrambles back to his feet as Steel begins laying into him with punches, forcing him into a turnbuckle. Devlin just looks at them and shrugs, as he charges with a dropkick to the back of Steel, sending Steel into Parker, and they both are trapped in the corner. Devlin takes another run up and jumps into a rolling senton, crushing both men again.

Rick - Steel ignored Devlin and gave Devlin the space he needed to take control of this match.

Devlin wastes no time and exits the ring, retreiving a ladder. He slides back in with it and stalk Steel as he gets up. Devlin charges the ladder into Steel, but he moves at the last second and nails Nails Parker right in the face as he was getting up behind him. Parker recoils from the shot and rolls out of the ring. Steel then jumps into a dropsault, kicking the ladder into Devlin, knocking him down. Steel quickly grabs the ladder and sets it up, before starting to climb it. Devlin will have none of that as he quickly springboards to Steel's height, before grabbing his head and yanking it down with neckbreaker.

Devlin picks up Steel and throws a couple of stiff elbows to the face before irish whipping him across the ring. However instead of rebounding off of them, Steel baseball slides under the ropes and takes out the just risen Parker. Steel pulls out a chair just in time to see Devlin run for a baseball slide, but Steel moves at the last second, and slams the chair into Devlin's face as he turns to him. He slides the chair in the ring before pulling a table out from under it. He then sets up the table, obviously having something planned. He then slides into the ring and tries to climb the ladder again. He gets about halfway up before Devlin climbs up onto the apron. Devlin springboards from the top rope and lands on the opposite side of the ladder, meeting Steel at the top. Both men trade blows at the top of the ladder, before Steel gets the better of Devlin, and a huge right hand rocks him. He winds back for another, but Devlin suddenly comes to life and grabs the fist, before grabbing Steel's head and bouncing it off the ladder. He then does it a second time.

Rick – That has to give you a headache.

Matt – What is Devlin doing? He isn't trying for the Fourth Wall Buster?!


Devlin position himself near Steel, before hooking him up. Devlin looks out into the cheering masses with a grin on his face. He shrugs before lifting Steel up and jumping off the ladder, nailing a Fourth Wall Buster right on the steel chair!

"HOLY SHIT!"
"HOLY SHIT!"
"HOLY SHIT!"


Rick – Our second holy shit chant of the night Matt! And boy did it deserve it!

Matt – No kidding, both men have got to be knocked out from that impact!


The cheers from the fans quickly turn to boos however, as Parker chooses this moment to slide into the ring and prop up the ladder, before beginning to climb.

Rick – That scrap picking sonofabitch!

Parker is almost at the top before Devlin starts climbing up the other side. Parker begins punching down at Devlin, does it doesn't stop his ascent. Devlin makes it to the top, and throws punches of his own. Both men land punch after punch, getting dangerously close to falling off.

Rick – Check out Steel Angel!

Steel's face is a crimson mask, but it doesn't stop him from crawling around to the side of the ladder. Both men are completely oblivious as Steel puts all of his weight behind him and pushes the ladder off balance. Devlin manages to jump off of it at the last second and land on his feet, Parker however is not so lucky as he goes over the top rope and crashes through the table Steel set up earlier!

Rick – Parker just crashed and burned hard Matt, you have to bet that a new champion in definitely on the cards!

Matt – Parker can still win...


Devlin is not on his feet for more than a few seconds before Steel takes advantage, as he cracks Devlin in the chin with a shining wizard. Wasting no time he lifts Devlin into a military press, before bringing him down with the Divine Cutter!

Matt – Divine Cutter connects! But Steel still has to climb up the ladder!

Steel stands the ladder back up before slowly scaling it. He manages to make it to the top, as Devlin drags himself towards the bottom wrung of the ladder. Parker is still not moving.

Rick – Devlin is getting closer! Can he stop Steel Angel!

Steel tries to steady himself at the top of the ladder, but he is obviously light headed from the loss of blood. Devlin has almost reached the top when Steel finally grasps the briefcase!

Rick – He has it, but can he unclip it!

Devlin makes it up and is about to throw a punch to the ribs, but just as he goes to follow through, Steel unclips the title belt, falling to the ground below, title in hand.

Rick – It's over! The match is over! Steel Angel is the new IWF High Impact Champion!

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner, and the NEW IWF High Impact Champion... Steeel Annnnnnngelll!

“Warrior” by disturbed blasts through the arena as the fans are on their feet. Marley slides in the ring and kneels next to Steel, and they embrace, Steel still gripping the title. Meanwhile Devlin looks understandable frustrated, at the fact he was so close yet so far. He climbs down the ladder and immediately exits the ring. EMT's come from backstage to check on Parker. The cameras settle on Marley and Steel before cutting away.

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Steel Angel is later seen with the High Impact belt over his shoulder, he has a bandage from where he was busted open.

Steel Angel
Well that was easy enough, hardly broke a sweat out there.


Marley
And you're a champion again, I'm so proud of you.


Steel Angel
And I'm proud of you, most girls would faint after seeing what happened out there. You're tough lady, I'll give you that.


Marley
Heh just remember where I came from, I have to be tough.


Steel Angel
Oh I know all too well, hey let's head back to the lounge, there's still plenty of time left before the show is over.


Marley
Alright.


They both pass by one door on their way, where we see Chuck's face poking from the opened slit of the door. He frowns as he sees Steel and Marley walk away before moving back in to close the door. We then cut to commercial.


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Steel Angel: Parker can't stop my ascension to greatness.

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The camera returns to a 20 foot tall steel cage wrapped in barbed wire and broken glass, weapons hung from inside the cage looming over the ring. Heather Thompson is seen from out side the ring next to the announce table, mic in hand.

Heather Thompson - Ladies and Gentlemen the following is a Trail of Tears match, the rules are as follow: All three men will be inside the cell, three of the four sides will be......covered with an eletric fence. The match itself is a one fall to a finish however if one person manages to climb out of the cage, the rest must follow and at that point, it's falls count anywhere!

The crowd roars in excitement for this contest.

Rick - Welcome back to IWF, this is the event where things get violent.

Matt - Yes indeed and holy shit what a way to go! I mean this cage makes the End Game look like a playground!

Rick - The cage walls are wrapped in barbed wire and shattered glass, plus three of the four ends will have electricity running through it. It's indeed one of the most dangerous match setups we've seen in a long time.

Matt - Plus this is Storming Raven's own design, so chances are he would have the advantage.

Heather Thompson - Introducing first.......


The lights go out and a haunting Native American chant sounds through the arena, a low fog rolls down the entrance stage and ramp surrounding the ring. Then the opening chords of "What if" blare through the arena as Storming Raven slowly walks out onto the stage, completely focused not paying any attention to the crowd. He looks around the cage and nods before entering through the cage door. He slides in the ring and stands in the center of the ring, staring at the fans on the stands.

Heather Thompson - From Laredo,Texas weighing 251 pounds.....Storming Raven!

Rick - Last week we saw Storming Raven make a surprise appearance, attacking both Silas and Jackyl before vanishing just as soon as he left.

Matt - We've seen what this guy can do against the likes of Tim Patrick; let's see if he still has it in him to take these two guys out.

Heather Thompson - And his opponent first from Boston, Massachusetts weighing in at 225 pounds....Silas Romero!


With the lights dimming down low, the two-step beat of "Unspoken" by The Ghost Inside erupted over the PA System, with a somewhat mixed crowd reaction, even a "GTFO" chant here and there. The moment the words.

"I'VE GOT SOMETHING HERE WORTH FIGHTING FOR!"

.. were uttered, Silas Romero emerged from behind the curtain with a smirk blazon across his face. At the his point, red and silverish lights were circling all over the arena, while one sole spotlight stayed directly on Silas. He stood there for a moment, before slapping his hands across his chest, almost mimicking the beat of the drums. With that, Romero unleashed a roar from deep in his gut and raised his left arm high into the air, while pointing to his left elbow with his right hand. After snapping his arms back down to his side, Romero finally began his journey towards the ringside area.

At the bottom of the ramp, Romero took off running towards the ring. He dove under the bottom rope and slide it tiny bit across the ring mat. It wasn't long before he popped up from the mat and made his way over to the nearest turnbuckle. Once his feet were securely positioned on the second rope, he would once again raise his left arm into the air, while pointing to his left elbow with his right hand. After a moment, he took off the mock bulletproof vest, before tossing it to the ringside area. Silas would then jump backwards, while doing a 180* in the air. With that, his theme music faded, while he began his pre-match stretching in the corner.

Rick - Silas one of Chuck's handpicked men has got to have revenge on his mind tonight.

Matt - No kidding, first he was attacked by the Jackyl a couple weeks ago, then when he went to get some payback last week Raven comes out of nowhere and takes him out with the Storm Warning.

Rick - This match is going to be brutal, it's going to be bloody, it's gonna be an all out fight inside the Trail of tears.


Heather Thompson - And introducing the final combatant, from Detroit, MI he weighs 374 pounds.....The Jackyl!



The circus theme plays for a few seconds before being abruptly cut off by a woman screaming.


The Walls by Dark Lotus blares over the sound system.

When the lyrics start, a couple of security guards walk out of the entrance.

I sit up at night
It's at least 3 or 4
Blood drippin out my knuckles
From knocking skin on drywall
I see a face like flashlights on they chins
The more I blink the more it happens again, damn
Victims, from like '89
Floating their faces on the wall like it's the last time
I'm gonna see them again
The same time every night
The wall gets bigger with every flash of day light


The Jackyl soon follows after them, his hands and ankles are in shackles.

In his mouth, he's smoking a cigarette which the smoke billows out.

Are they like closing in on me
Walls confining me, inside of me
There's an emptiness that won't go away
I never said that I was right inside of my mind
But I'm sure over time I'll learn to climb the walls
I'm sure that over time I'll learn to right all of my wrongs
Sure it's right, four walls reflecting my life
Every night that I sit and watch the replay


When he gets to the end of the ramp, the guards unlock his shackles and head back to the backstage.

He takes a couple of puffs off of the cigarette before flicking it into the camera.

Surrounding me (surrounding me)
These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)
They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)
I'm uncontainable (uncontainable)
Surrounding me (surrounding me)
These walls ain't holding me back (holding me back)
They can't tell me where we at (me where we at)
I remain in control (in control)


He enters the ring and goes to one of the open corners, leans back against the turnbuckle and drops down to the mat, and leans back on the bottom turnbuckle.

Rick - Jackyl lately has been wreaking havoc, attacking whoever he wants, whenever he wants. We've seen him take out the likes of Death Angel and Marcus Silverstone; he's also been a real thorn to Silas's side lately.

Matt - Well right now it's all about settling the score and this is the perfect match to do it in.


The only official inside the ring checks on the three opponents before signaling for the bell.

Violent Impulse Match
Triple Threat Match
Trail of Tears Match

Storming Raven [vs.] Silas Romero [vs.] The Jackyl

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Jackyl instantly charges in after Silas and the two engage in a fist fight, Jackyl gains the upper hand and grabs Silas by the throat with both hands and flings him towards one of the cage walls. Glass and sparks fly out as Silas's back makes contact and he's seen twitching on the ground as he lands.

Rick - Good god almighty!

Matt - I told you this was going to be brutal!


Storming Raven just stands there and waits near the far corner, meanwhile Jackly picks Silas back up and nails the Death Row, driving his skull into the ground.

Matt - Death Row! Silas might be knocked out!

Rick - And now we got two big men standing tall.


Jackyl stands back up and faces Storming Raven who now moves out of his corner and the two men engage in a stare down in the center of the ring. Then SR throws a punch and Jackyl retaliates, both men keep the slugfest going until SR suddenly goes downstairs and scoops Jackyl off the ground and plants him with a body slam.

Rick - What power from Storming Raven!

Matt - He just scoop slammed 300 pounds there!


SR then starts nailing a series of elbows to the chest area of Jackly, he then drag him to his feet but Jackyl grabs his eyes with his gloves and rakes them. He then picks SR and puts him in a torture rack position before dropping down with a sit down backbreaker rolling SR off his shoulders. He then makes the cover.

-1-

-2


Storming Raven kicks out and Jackyl stays on the attack with a forearm to the neck, trying to choke SR out.

Rick - Jackyl staying on the attack, not letting Storm build any momentum.

Matt - It's a sound plan, and so far he's working it to perfection.


Jackyl lets go and picks SR back to his feet and looks at one of the walls with the barb wire and glass, he carries SR over and attempts to ram his head into the cage door. SR stops by putting his hands on the cage, the rubber on his gloves shielding him from the electric currents. He elbows Jackyl a few times on the gut which causes him to let go, SR then grabs Jackyl's head and rams it into the cage wall. The sparks and glass fly out as Jackyl stumbles back from the blow; SR grabs him again and throws him back first right into the cage wall. Jackyl's body twitches and convulses as the currents zap through him, but then SR comes in with a running big boot knocking, send him falling face first on the mat.

Rick - Storming Raven just cooked Jackyl with that electric wall!

Matt - It's electric! Oggyboogywoogy!

Rick - YOU DO NOT MOCK MY OLD BRORDCAST PARTNER!!

Matt - Easy there Rick.

Rick - I hate you.....


SR turns in time to see Silas trying to climb the cage wall, trying to get past the barb wire and glass, SR moves to where he is and grabs his legs and attempts to last ride him. Silas tries to get him to let go with desperate punches to the face, but SR pulls him out of the cage and drives him down the mat, the floor nearly caving in from the impact.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"HOLY SHIT!"


Rick - Holy shit that was awesome!

Matt - A Storm Warning and Silas is almost buried underneath the ring!


SR moves in and covers Silas.


-1-


-2-


-3-



The ref calls for the bell.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson - Here's your winner, Storming Raven!

Rick - Wow that was awesome way to end this brutal match.

Matt - Sucked that it couldn’t have been a tad longer.

Rick - Well if anything we might see this designed used in the near future.

Matt - Congrats to Storming Raven for a big win here tonight.


Storming Raven is seen standing in the ring, then the lights flicker off and he vanishes. We then cut to back stage where Steel and Marley are at the lounge. Marley is seen standing next to a microwave, the sound of popcorn being made. Steel has his drink and food ready, a bandage placed on his head and his face cleaned of any blood from before. Marley then takes the hot popcorn out and pours it in a bowl; she then carefully sets it aside and jumps over the couch. Once seated, she grabs the bowl and sets it on her lap, Steel and her share a smile and a kiss as Steel opens a bottle of orange juice and adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

Steel Angel
Almost forgot something.


He gets up and grabs a box of napkins which he places between the seats; he retakes his seat as they watch the show from the 52 inch flat screen T.V. We then cut to commercial.

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We return to Heather Thompson for the next matchup.

Heather Thompson - The following is an in Inferno match! Introducing first......

The arena goes black. And then there is a spotlight next to the stage showing a huge rectangular hole. The sound of a guitar riff is heard. The stage raises as Metallica is playing on the loudspeakers, Ethan Cage stands in the center with briefcase in hand.

Heather Thompson - From Las Vegas, Nevada…Weighing in at 238 pounds…He is the current holder of the IWF Championship Briefcase…Ethan Cage!

No life till leather
We are gonna kick some ass tonight
We got the metal madness
When our fans start screaming
It's right well alright
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again

Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights


During the chorus Ethan Cage walks out in full gear, his vest hoodie over his eyes. He stops on the top of the entrance ramp.

You know our fans are insane
We are gonna blow this place away
With volume higher
Than anything today the only way
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again

Hit the lights


As soon as the first verse of the chorus is heard, Ethan flips his hoodie back exposing his face and two bursts of blue pyro is seen from both sides.

Hit the lights
Hit the lights

With all our screaming
We are gonna rip right through your brain
We got the lethal power


Ethan makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring, never taking his eyes off his opponent.

It is causing you sweet pain Oh sweet pain
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again


Ethan hops the turnbuckle and faces the crowd and gives the finger with a smile, to which the crowd returns the gesture with boos.

Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights


Ethan Cage drops down and hands the ref the IWF Championship briefcase. The ref places the IWF Championship briefcase outside of the ring.

Rick - This is gonna be intense.

Matt - This is going to be fucking great! I mean Baron has no chance against this guy, no chance at all!

Rick - Matt......just smoke your blunt and shut up!

Heather Thompson - And his opponent.......


The titantron glows a crimson red when America by Deuce plays on the loudspeakers while Baron "Blaze" Tomson emerges from the curtains wearing his black trench coat with red flames lining from the sides and the back is the word "Blaze" written in fiery letters. He stands in the center doing his pose which ignites red pyro from the sides.

They wanna see blood.
They wanna see hate.
Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name.
In a world that's insane, why's America to blame when you're praying for a change to a god with no face?

They wanna see blood.
They wanna see hate.
Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames.
In a world that's insane, why's America to blame when you're praying for a change to a god with no face?


Baron "Blaze" Tomson starts walking down with an arrogant swagger while he constantly points at the audience from the sides and shouts insults at them.

You can't tell me what to say, because I've got one religion.
And I've got one decision, it's a big fuck you.
I can spit it in your face, every month and every day.
Every time you hear my name my middle finger's up too.
You think I owe you, but I ain't got no room for these hoes because their no good.
I ain't living by your rules.
You're getting old dude, for the liquor you blow it and you wanna be notice but you're dyeing so slowly.


He then stops at the end and leaps to the nearest corner and climbs up to the tip turnbuckle where he's perched there. He looks around with an very cocky smirk etched in his face.

So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say fuck that....FUCK THAT!
So when they point the finger, we'll flip ours back and say fuck that.....FUCK THAT!


Baron then leaps off the turnbuckle and wonders around the ring before removing his jacket which he tosses to the time keeper.

They wanna see blood.
They wanna see hate.
Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name.
In a world that's insane, why's America to blame when you're praying for a change to a god with no face?

They wanna see blood.
They wanna see hate.
Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames.
In a world that's insane, why's America to blame when you're praying for a change to a god with no face?


He tilts his head from side to side and hops around the ring a bit as he gets ready for the match.

Heather Thompson - From New Jersey, weighing 256 pounds, Baron "Blaze" Tomson!

Rick - Baron has gotta be priming with confidence, he's never lost an inferno match in the few years he's been competing.

Matt - Well Ethan might be the first one to break that streak tonight.

Rick - These two are gifted athletes in their own right, tonight they will attempt to set each other on fire!


Baron pulls out a match and uses the sharp end of his teeth to light it; he then drops the lit match near the edge of the ring and suddenly the whole ring lights up. Even Ethan flinches somewhat, the ref gets between these two and rings the bell.

Violent Impulse Match
Inferno Match
Baron Tompson w/Isabella Lya Sanchez [vs.] Ethan Cage

[Ding Ding Ding!]

The two men tie up but Baron fakes the tie up and just kicks Ethan right in the gut, he then clubs in the back of the neck bringing him down to his knees. Baron then wraps his arm around Ethan in a reverse headlock and drives knees right into the gut area. He then maintains this hold on Ethan and nails a vertical suplex, causing the flames to jump.

Rick - Baron already showing that aggressiveness.

Matt - Ethan needs to mount some kind of offence, as much as I hate to admit it he is in Baron's domain.


Ethan gets to his feet but Baron is right on him, Ethan though breaks the grip and goes for a few slaps to the face followed by a spinning back hand that Baron ducks under. Baron gets behind and tries for a reverse suplex but Ethan back flips while holding Baron's head and drives him into the mat.

Rick - Great counter by Ethan.

Matt - Now he just needs to keep him down, don't allow Baron any breathing room.

Rick - Well that's not gonna much matter, the fire will eat up most of the oxygen in that ring. It's just a case of who has better physical conditioning.


Ethan gets up and stops a mud hole on Baron, and then he takes a few steps back and hits a running senton on Baron who rolls to his stomach after the impact. Ethan then waits until Baron is up to one knee before running for a shining wizard, but then Baron clutches his fist and hits Ethan right on the knee causing him to crash over and grab his leg in pain. The camera shows that Baron has brass knuckles on the hand that hit Ethan's knee.

Matt - THAT'S FUCKING UNCALLED FOR!! BARON HAD TO RESORT TO BRASS KNUCKS!!

Rick - Seems Baron came well prepared for this encounter, taking Ethan completely off his game.


Ethan is writhing in pain as he clutches that leg of his, Baron puts one foot on the back of his head and buries it as he spreads his hands out to the crowd with a grin that anyone would wanna smack off. The crowd just lets him have it with boos.

Matt - Boooo!

Rick - Oh shut up!


Baron takes his foot off of Ethan's face and then starts stomping at the hurt leg, causing Ethan to cry out again. He then digs his foot on the back of the knee and forces it down causing Ethan to yell even louder.

Rick - Baron is just set on crippling Ethan out there!

Matt - Dammit! Someone needs to stop him!

Rick - Hey if you wanna get yourself killed, be my guest.


Baron then picks Ethan back to his feet, but then Ethan drops him with a jaw breaker that causes Baron to stumble a few steps. Ethan then leaps and takes Baron down with a clothesline.

Rick - Ethan showing alot of heart!

Matt - YES!! YES!!! THANK MY LUCKY STARS!!!


Ethan rolls around still favoring that left leg, he attempts to get to a vertical base but whinces when he's forced to put pressure on the leg. Meanwhile Baron is slow getting to his feet as he shakes the daze off. Ethan finally makes it to a vertical base and tries to get some feeling back in his leg. He runs in and takes Baron down with a hip toss, then follows it with a spinning neckbreaker that takes him down. He then tries to run to the ropes but stops when he sees the flames, Baron takes advantage of Ethan's distraction and grabs his waist, throwing him back with a german suplex.

Rick - Ethan forgot about those flames, which cost him there.

Matt - This is not fair, I mean how's Ethan suppose to use his high flying arsenal?

Rick - I can see why Baron chose this match, as he knew it would limit Ethan's abilities.


As Ethan is down, Baron gets to the turnbuckle, making sure to stay a safe distance from the flames as he attempts the Best Moonsault Ever, however Ethan gets both knees up just in time for Baron to crash down. This in turn causes Ethan to scream in pain as he again grabs that left leg of his.

Matt - Ethan countered the BME!

Rick - But at a big cost, that hurt leg is getting badly damaged the more this contest rolls on.


Baron rolls around clutching his gut in pain, while Ethan stomps with his good foot trying to get some support as he struggles to get back up. Both men are slow to get to their feet but they do, Ethan charges in and Baron attempts to jump over him, but Ethan stops just a few feet from him and brings his leg up as Baron comes back down and hits him right between the jewels.

Rick - Owww!

Matt - Only a guy as awesome as Ethan can get away with pulling a Gunther.


While Baron is cupping his nuts, Ethan hits a knife edge chop and then another one. After a few more chops, Baron retaliates with a knee to the gut then a kick to the hurt leg. Ethan falls to one leg and Baron charges in, but Ethan moves out of the way and hits drop toe hold sending Baron falling on his face.

Matt - Good take down by Ethan.

Rick - He's got Baron where he wants him.


Ethan then climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off the top doing a 180 corkscrew before landing right on Baron's back with a senton.

Matt - Holy shit that was fucking cool!

Rick - Took alot out of both men though.


Baron puts his hands out on front of him and pushes himself off the floor. Ethan keeps smacking the mat and tries to get to his feet as well. Ethan moves to Baron and starts throwing punches at his head, but Baron blocks them with his forearms and comes back with some blows that drive Ethan back. He then kicks Ethan in the gut doubling him over, he then goes for the Burning Ax kick but Ethan counters and attempts the Hit the Lights but Baron counters by grabbing the leg which happens to be the bad leg. He then drives the leg straight down the mat, causing Ethan to shout in pain yet again.

Rick - Series of counters and Baron is back in control.

Matt - Every time something goes wrong for Baron he goes back to that hurt leg, it's so fucking cheap!

Rick - Hey it's called taking advantage! If anything Ethan should have known better than to assume that Baron would be playing nice.


Baron then grabs Ethan and puts him in a revere neckbreaker motion, he signals for the Blazing Perfection but Ethan somehow breaks free and wraps his leg around Baron's and nails a side Russian leg sweep. He rolls through with it and goes for a leaping Russian leg sweep that takes Baron down.

Rick - Sin City Rolling Black Out!

Matt - In the Sin City no less! Fucking awesome!!


Ethan slowly gets to his feet and limps his way to the nearest turnbuckle, he tries to keep away from the flames as he readies himself on the top turnbuckle. He takes too long though as Baron comes from behind and pushes him off, Ethan makes it over the fire but crashes face first on the security barricade.

Rick - Oh my god......

Matt - He killed Ethan, YOU BASTARD!!!


Baron then climbs the same turnbuckle and jumps off, but Ethan moves at the last second and Baron eats the ground.

Rick - That was a botch and a half, the fire made it hard for Baron to see.

Matt - Well that's a relief, Ethan just bought himself some much needed rest.


Baron is slow to move; he hit the ground pretty hard and is slow getting back up. Ethan uses the barricade to pull himself up. He then jumps on the top of the barricade and tries to balance himself on it he waits until Baron is back on his feet before taking a run and jumping off the barricade hitting a flying clothesline taking Baron back down.

Rick - Ethan pulling out all the stops.

Matt - That leg is in bad shape but he's fighting, what a hero!


Ethan then picks Baron up and sees the apron where the flames are, he attempts to run Baron's head right into the flames but Baron reverses the momentum and flings Ethan into instead. Ethan thinks fast and ducks his whole body, driving himself into the side of the apron to spare himself from the flames.

Rick - Ethan giving life and limb to avoid being burned.

Mat - WHAT A HERO!


Baron arrogantly swaggers his way to Ethan and pulls him up to his feet and holds him by his head. He attempts to smack talk Ethan but then Ethan breaks his grip and tries to kick Baron in the gut. Baron catches the kick and throws the leg but Ethan uses the momentum to his advantage and throws himself over as he decks Baron with the pele kick.

Matt - HIT THE LIGHTS!! HE HIT THE LIGHTS!!

Rick - What a counter!


Baron staggers and slumps against the apron, not knowing that his left arm is directly over the flames and his glove is catching fire. The official sees this and calls for the bell.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson - Here's your winner, Ethan Cage!

Rick - Wait what just happened?

Matt - Baron's arm is on fire and he doesn’t know it!

Rick - I can't believe that!

Matt - Believe it man, Ethan just beat him at his own game!

Rick - That's just pure luck right there, I mean there was no way Ethan could have known that the fire was right behind Baron!


Baron shakes his head and finally comes to his senses, when he does he notices an official with a fire extinguisher next to him. At first Baron is confused, and then the official points at his arm which is still over the flame. Baron pulls his arm out and sees the fire covering his gloved hand. His eyes showing a combination of anger and disbelief.

Rick - I think Baron just now realized what just happened!

Matt – Ethan needs to get out of there!


The official is about to put out the flame but Baron stops him and gives him a glare that tells him to back off. The official does so reluctantly and Baron puts his entire hand into the flame, covering the whole thing with fire.

Rick - What is Baron doing?

Matt - I like to know how Baron isn’t showing any pain? I mean his fucking hand is on fire!


Ethan gets back up to his feet and the official moves in but again is stopped by Baron. He raises his hand that is covered in flames and clutches it into a fist. Ethan turns around and Baron strikes by punching Ethan right in the face with the flaming hand.

"YOU SICK FUCK!"

"YOU SICK FUCK!"

"YOU SICK FUCK!"


Rick - Baron just blasted Ethan with a burning fist!

Matt - Sore loser, that's all he is man.

Ethan is clutching his face with his hands as he rolls around. Baron finally has the official put out the fire on his hand and arm. He then smirks and walks away towards the backstage ramp.

Rick - Well Ethan may won the battle, but Baron is the one standing tall.

Matt - Just watch Rick, Ethan will get his revenge. Wait and see.


Baron stops one last time to take a look at Ethan who still has his hands in his face. The camera centers on Baron's glare as we cut to commercial.


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PostSubject: Re: Violent Impulse   Violent Impulse I_icon_minitimeThu Nov 01, 2012 5:15 pm

We head to the back where Griffin is in his wrestling gear stretching, preparing for his match. Suddenly, Stygian comes walking up to him.

Stygian
Hey Griff...


Griffin stops and notices him.

Griffin Hawkins
Oh....hey....


Stygian
I just wanted to wish you luck tonight against Remington.


Griffin Hawkins
I appreciate the sentiment...but I don't need luck. Luck is for losers.


Styigian
One of my favorite sentiments. I'm sure you won't need it. I just want to make sure Remington goes home crying. We'll make that happen. After that? You and me? Whole world opening up for a couple of hair metal lovin' world championship caliber...


Griffin grabs the UECW Title and turns to face Stygian, cutting him off.

Griffin Hawkins
Yo..fancy pants. Lets make one thing clear....I'm not your sidekick..I'm not your lackey, I'm not your pet, and I'm not your pal. I didn't come to IWF to be someones bitch. I came here to kick ass, win titles, and stake my claim as the greatest athlete in IWF history. As for tonight goes, all I ask is you let me handle Remington tonight myself.


Stygian
Hey, I'm just here in case Sobbin' Hood and his merry men decide to make this a party. I couldn't possibly give Alex the kind of hell he deserves as a corner man.


Griffin Hawkins
Thats good to hear, because this is a long time coming. Baron Tomson said he was the backbone of The Empire..well weeks ago..I broke the backbone of the Empire..and now...I'm going for the heart.


Stygian
I like your style...lets go.


The two walk off, but out of the shadows Isabella Luna shows herself. She seems to be smiling mischievously as the show fades to commercial

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The show comes back from commercial to show Heather Thompson, who is standing in the middle of the ring

Heather Thompson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and is for the UECW World Heavyweight Championship!

Suddenly the lights begin to fade, the beginning tones of "Unforgiven II" by Metallica beginning to play. Multi-colored lights begin to stream across the top of the stage, looking for the one whose music this belongs to. With a huge explosion of pyro, Alexander Remington stands at the top of the stage with Corey Casey, the lights converging on his position as he cracks a smile at the fans who are either choosing to boo or cheer for him.

Heather Thompson- Being accompanied to the ring by The Chairman of the IWF Board of Directors...From Los Angeles, California...Weighing in at 265 Pounds...Representing The Empire...Alexander Remington!

Alexander Remington walks down to the ring, he jumps up onto the side apron, taking a look at the crowd before entering into the ring in between the top and middle rope.

Heather Thompson- And his opponent...

The lights suddenly go out in the arena, fans aren't expecting whats to happen next. Suddenly a young man shows up on the Titantron with long blonde hair as "Kicking and Screaming" hits. Pyros go off after a huge BOOOOOM as the lights come back on. Griffin Hawkins walks from behind the ramp with Stygian by his side. He stops and raises both Devil horns in the air as the crowd goes wild. He walks down the aisle, fans cheering him as he slaps hands with a few fans.

Heather Thompson- Being accompanied to the ring by IWF World Heavyweight Champion Stygian...From Windsor, Ontario Canada...Weighing in at 226 Pounds...Griffin Hawkins!

He makes his way up the ring steps, soaking in the fan appreciation as he smiles at a few screaming female fans. He goes through the ropes and gets on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air, pumping up the crowd. He gets down from the ring ropes and takes off his leather rocker jacket and goes out of the ring and looks over at the fans. He takes off his silver aviator sunglasses and puts them on a lucky young fan, patting him on the head. He makes his way back into the ring and relaxes on the ring ropes, waiting for the bell to ring.

Rick - I think more than the title is at stake here..

Matt - You're damn right it is! This isn't about titles, it's about a friendship thats gone sour. I don't think Remington wants to take apart Hawkins for The Empire..he wants to destroy him for himself.

Rick - Either way..I think if Remington is successful, Corey Casey will make sure Hawkins regrets disrespecting The Empire.


The ref nods at both men before calling for the bell

Violent Impulse Championship
Violent Impulse Match
UECW World Heavyweight Championship Match
Alexander Remington w/Corey Casey [vs.] Griffin Hawkins w/Stygian

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]


The bell rings as the two go nose to nose, staring eachother down. You can cut the tension with a knife between these two. Remington gets the first shot in by hitting Hawkins with a hard right hand. Hawkins retaliates with a punch of his own. The two are having a slugfest right in the middle of the ring! Hawkins hammers Remington into the corner, but the Referee breaks it up, pulling Hawkins out of there. Remington gets a cheap shot by delivering a blow that hits Hawkins right over the Referee. Hawkins reels as Remington comes at Hawkins with a spear. He scoops up Hawkins by the hair and hits a European Uppercut, sending him staggering into the corner. Remington chokes Hawkins with his foot as the referee starts a 5 count.

-1-

-2-

-3-

-4-


Remington lets go before he's disqualified.

After he lets go, he casts a menacing glare at Stygian shouting "his blood is going to be on your hands!" at him. He drags Hawkins out of the corner and goes for a suplex, but Hawkins slips out of it in midair and connects with the backstabber! Hawkins shouts for Remington to get up and then runs and connects with The Leg Lariat! He goes for a quick cover.

-1-

-2...


Remington easily kicks out

Rick- That was close

Matt- Well...maybe not that close...


Wanting to keep up the assault, Hawkins waits for Remington to get to his feet and takes him down with a Scoop Slam. He then flashes the "Rock On" sign with one hand and executes a Breakdancing Legdrop. Remington rolls to the outside of the ring to take a breather, but Hawkins follows him, hitting him from behind and ramming him face first into the steel steps. Hawkins hears Casey hurling obscenities at him a few feet away. He turns his attention to Casey who backs off, telling him not to do anything he'll regret as he inches closer to him.

Rick - Uh Oh..Hawkins has that crazy look in his eye.

Matt - Thats the owner of this company..if he lays one hand on him, his days of main eventing in IWF will be over!


As Hawkins is advancing towards Casey like a hungry Lion. Remington has recovered. He runs and hits Hawkins from behind with an axehandle to the neck. He then grabs a nearby chair and raises it over his head, looking to strike Hawkins in the back. Corey is shouting at him to do so, but Remington looks hesitant as he looks down at Hawkins. He drops the chair and rolls him back in the ring instead for more punishment.

Remington grabs Hawkins and connects with a Belly to Belly Suplex and goes for a cover.

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Hawkins gets the Shoulder up!

Rick- And a kick out by Hawkins!

Matt- This match rolls on!


Remington is starting to get frustrated as he lays a chokehold onto Hawkins. The referee starts a 5 count as he lets go. He scoops up Hawkins and runs him to the ropes, catching him with a Spinning Side Slam! Remington then heads to the ropes, not something we really see from him. He goes for a top rope elbow, but Hawkins rolls out of the way!

Rick - There's a reason why they call those moves high risk!

Hawkins uses the ropes to climb back up up. He picks up Remington and runs him to the ropes, catching him with a spinning wheel kick! Remington is dazed on his knees as Hawkins delivers a flurry of Martial Arts Kicks to the chest before delivering a hard kick right to the temple. Remington takes the shot hard and falls to the mat. Hawkins makes the cover.

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Remington gets his foot on the bottom rope!

Rick-Hawkins looks to be getting a bit frustrated himself

Matt- Griffin has got to be wondering what he's got to do to put Remington away


Griffin Hawkins leans down and picks up Remington. But Remington manages to land a low blow on Hawkins which the referee doesn't see. Remington then takes the advantage by hitting a Gut Wrench Powerbomb! But it looks like that took a lot out of Remington as well.

Remington slowly gets up and throws Hawkins towards the turnbuckles, but Hawkins reverses the Irish Whip and sends Remington to the buckles instead and comes back with a Stinger Splash! Stygian is cheering Hawkins on as he manages to hit a Scoop Slam on Remington. Hawkins then scales the ropes and connects with a Macho Man Diving Elbow Drop! Hawkins signals for the end as he tunes up the band, preparing for the Shot in the Dark. But at the last moment, Corey Casey grabs Hawkins' ankle, keeping him from going anywhere. Frustrated with the interference. Hawkins grabs Casey, dragging him onto the Apron. He grabs Casey by the suit, cocking his fist back as if he's going to level Corey Casey

Griffin Hawkins
I'm going to fucking kill you!


But Remington recovers and hits Hawkins from behind with a punch to the squall of the back. He then lifts Hawkins up on his Shoulder for a Running Powerslam, but suddenly Remington collapses.

Rick - What the hell?

Matt - What just happened?!


Remington is clutching his shoulder in pain. Hawkins is confused as he looks down at Remington who's in a bad way. Stygian is shouting to Hawkins "Now is your chance, finish him!" But he doesn't even hear him as he's focused on the state Remington is in. The referee comes over to check on him, Alexander Remington screams out

Alexander Remington
its my fucking shoulder!


Rick - This is not good folks. Remington is hurt...

Remington clutches his shoulder in pain shouting "fuck! fuck!" Hawkins gets down and checks on him. The referee has no choice and calls for the bell. He says something to Heather who nods.

Heather Thompson - Ladies and Gentlemen...The Referee has declared that Alexander Remington is injured and unable to continue..therefore...here is your winner...Griffin Hawkins!

Matt - I don't think Hawkins wanted to win like this.

Rick - This was a great a match...a five star performance by both men..it's just a shame it ended like this.

Matt - I heard him say it was his shoulder. I think when he picked up Hawkins, his shoulder had buckled which caused his collapse.


Stygian looks ecstatic that Hawkins had won the match and goes to raise his hand, but Hawkins pulls away and actually shoves Stygian, shouting "What the hell is wrong with you!?" Stygian is confused as Hawkins checks on Remington. The EMT's run down with a stretcher and load an injured Remington onto it and wheel him out of the arena. Hawkins follows the medical staff as they take Remington behind the curtain. The show cuts to commercial

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Syco-Angel asks...

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Heather Thompson
The following match is the main event of the evening. It is set for one fall and it is for the IWF World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first, the challenger: weighing in at 250 pounds from Milwaukee, Wisconsin he is the “Legend Slayer”…RYAN APOLLOS!


The lights shut off as Forget You by Digital Summer begins to play. After the intro plays pyro explodes from the stage.

Now that I’m sober,
I’m finally making up my mind,
I can see who you really are,
How the hell could I’ve been so blind?

Ryan Apollos walks out on the stage and stares out at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp.

You think you’re so fucking innocent,
You think you’re so fucking innocent.

Shut your mouth, I’m done listening to you,
It’s over, it’s over, I’ve had enough with you.
I’m taking back the person that I used to be,
For all these scars before your lies,
So fuck you, forget you, good bye.
Good bye.

Apollos stops at the bottom of the ramp and stares at the ring before walking over to the ring steps.

Take a swing, I’ll tell you,
But you better be prepared,
There’s no telling what the hell I’m up to,
I’m at the point that I just don’t care.

Ryan enters the ring and circles the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and stares out at the crowd before getting off the turnbuckle as the music fades.


Heather Thompson
And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Lilith and Lilah; weighing in at 315 pounds, form Bullhead City, Arizona…he is the reigning and defending IWF World Heavyweight Champion, the Black Dragon, the Star Destroyer…THIS…IS…STYGIAN!


The lights die down until only a faint, pale white light shines on the stage, which is rolling with smoke as Dragonforce’s “Cry Thunder” blasts over the arena. Slowly a black, high-backed leather chair rises through the stage, within which Stygian sits. Lilith and Lilah are on either side of him in purple and pink (respectively) satin robes with matching halos and angel wings. Stygian holds a glass containing a red, glowing, smoking liquid in his hand. (It's actually just berry-flavored Gatorade Prime 01 and the glass is rigged with a dry-ice layer and an LED, but it still looks cool.) Stygian sits in the chair, swirling the liquid in the glass round with a bored look as the intro winds into the main riff, whereupon he knocks the glass back in one gulp and sets the glass aside. When the main riff kicks in the girls tear off their robes and angel wings to reveal that if they're any kind of angels at all, they're Victoria's Secret Angels. A wall of fire erupts from the front of the stage and burns down either side of the ramp, framing it in flames, and ending in a blast of pyro from the ring posts that may possibly be visible from space. When the blast at the stage is clear, Stygian is standing with the girls at his side and he leads them down to the ring. About halfway down the ramp they tear off their halos and fling them into the crowd.

Time after time, as we march side-by-side
Through the valleys of evil and torturing souls,
Night after night, for the glory we fight,
In the kingdom of madness and the tales from the old.

Dead by our hand, for the higher command,
As the darkness surrounds us we fight and they fall,
Fly by with steel, as the tyrants will kneel,
Hearts growing stronger with the power of the sword.


Stygian stops at ringside. Lilith steps in front of him, Lilah slips behind. Lilith undoes Stygian's belt and unbuckles his coat. She runs her hands over Stygian's chest and slips his coat off his shoulders. Lilah pulls from the back and peels it off him, revealing the IWF World Title. Lilah hands the jacket to a crew member who waits nearby. Stygian and Lilith make a little small talk, before Lilith saunters over to the ring steps, where she is joined by Lilah. The pair of them climb the steps and walk along the apron and strike salacious poses a few feet in from either ring post.

Set sail for the glory,
And pray for the master of war
Tyrants will fall by the wastelands
And we'll rise like the heroes before


Stygian reaches up, grabs the top rope and pulls himself onto the ring apron in one step. He turns to the crowd and holds both arms up, cueing an explosion from above the ring, and a continuous shower of gold sparks in time with the start of the chorus.

Cry Thunder!
Sword in his hand,
Titans of Justice, Fearless We Stand
Cry Thunder!
Strong in command
Blessed by the union; freedom of man


He waits for a few seconds, and then steps over the top rope and into the ring, standing in the middle of it with his arms raised. The song goes through its chorus again, winding down as Stygian lowers his arms and lazily slumps into his corner, passing the IWF World Title to Lilith and sizing up the challenger.

Violent Impulse Mainevent
Violent Impulse Championship
IWF World Heavyweight Championship Match
Ryan Apollos [vs.] Stygian


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Stygian and Apollos come together in the middle of the ring staring one another down. The ref is giving them some last-minute instructions.

Matt—No doubt both Bad Company and The Empire are watching this match with anticipation.

Rick—You have to think that neither one of them want Stygian to retain. Corey Casey might try to bring Apollos into The Empire if he wins.

Matt—Chuck has already stabbed Ryan Apollos in the back, so he wouldn’t be able to recruit him.

Rick—Yes but you have to think Ryan Apollos, or anyone really, will be easier to take the title from than Stygian.

Matt—Stygian has said he feels cheated when he was fired from his first reign.

Rick—Yeah, whatever…

Matt—He’s made no secret that he wants to make a statement as IWF Champion. He wants to be the best.


The ref clears out of the way, and Stygian leans into a collar and elbow tie up. He muscles Apollos back into the corner and the referee calls for a break. As he worms his way between Champion and Challenger, both men put their hands up. Stygian steps back a few steps and the referee steps away. Apollos charges out of the corner with a kick to the gut of Stygian. Stygian steps back for a moment, then he charges in. Ryan Apollos braces himself on the top rope on either side, plants both feet in Stygian’s gut, rebounds into a seated position on the top rope and dives off with a clothesline that staggers Stygian all the way to the middle of the ring. Apollos charges out with a Superman punch that rocks Stygian. He immediately bounces off the ropes and hits a clothesline and Stygian wobbles, but doesn’t go down. He comes back with another one and the champ stumbles to lean against the ropes.

Rick—Stygian is on wobbly legs.

Matt—But Apollos can’t get him down.


Apollos comes of if the last clothesline and charges off the ropes, he comes off with a full head of steam…and Stygian knocks him head over heels with his own charging clothesline.

Rick—That was painful to watch.

Matt—Ryan Apollos was trying to get the World Heavyweight Champion off his feet, but he didn’t.

Rick—And he paid the price!


Stygian stops to adjust his shirt, then he pulls Apollos up and whips him into the corner hard. He follows up with a clothesline almost instantly and Ryan actually tries to fall over, but the seven footer shoves him up against the ropes until Apollos leans against the turnbuckles. Stygian measures him and connects with a hard elbow. Apollos slumps, Stygian sets him up and nails him again. He lifts Apollos’ head and positions it just so and tags him a third time. He steps away as the referee checks in on the challenger.

Rick—This will be the hardest test of Ryan Apollos’ career.

Matt—He’s had world title opportunities before.

Rick—But not like this. Not against this man.

Matt—Agreed. Stygian was the second-longest reigning UECW Champion in that company’s storied history. He wants to be the longest-reigning champion in ours. I’ve gone back over the tapes since we bought out UECW, Stygian has only ever lost one match as a defending world Champion.


The referee clears out as Ryan, still dazed, comes out of the corner. Stygian locks up with him, hits a knee to the gut and lifts him into suplex position holding him up for a long, long…l…o…n…Ryan’s feet sway and he lands in front of Stygian suddenly.

Rick—Ryan had the stalling vertical scouted!

Before Stygian realizes what hit him, Ryan kicks him in the gut, hooks up the arms and drops the champion with a double-arm DDT. Ryan surges to his feet and thumps his chest.

Matt—Stygian doesn’t know what the hell just happened.

Stygian lies face down, holding one hand to his forehead. Ryan Apollos looks down at him.

Rick—Apollos plotting his next move.

Matt—He better not take too long. He’s only got the champ stunned.


Ryan waits for Stygian to get to his hands and knees…then he charges in with a bone-crunching kick to the big man’s rib cage. Apollos stands over Stygian and rolls him onto the side he didn’t just kick. He gets a standing wristlock on the champ and then starts stomping on Stygian’s exposed rib cage like he’s trying to kill a rather problematic spider.

Rick—Jesus, Apollos is wearing out his boots on Stygian’s side.

Matt—Well he did just kick a 60 yard field goal with the man’s spleen.

Rick—This isn’t a strategy I think I’ve seen used before.

Matt—Well it does make some sense. If he can damage those ribs, that’s the kind of pain you don’t recover from easily. I mean, I’ve had a broken rib, it hurts every time you move, every time you breathe…

Rick—Even Stygian needs to breathe.

Matt—He’s allegedly human.

Rick—He looked real human when Robbie Hart kicked him in the head.


Out of desperation, Stygian jerks his arm free and grabs the rope, the referee finally stops Ryan Apollos from leaving the tread-pattern of his boots in the World Heavyweight Champion’s spleen. Stygian crawls over to the corner, holding himself up with one hand, and holding the other across his ribs. The ref waves Ryan Apollos off and checks to see if the champ can continue. When Stygian nods, the ref gets out of the way.

Rick—The referee already had to stop one match tonight.

Matt—He may have to stop another, Ryan Apollos has really focused on the left side of Stygian’s rib cage.


Ryan charges in and kicks Stygian square in the back, driving him face-first into the second turnbuckle. Ryan drags Stygian up by the hair and shoves him sternum-first into the turnbuckle. Then he hangs Stygian’s arms over the top rope, reaches under the second rope and grabs his hands, to trap them, and plants about five kicks into Stygian’s injured ribs as the ref uses his five count. Ryan lets go of the hold at 4. Stygian turns around and drops onto his ass, holding an arm around his injured ribs.

Rick—The referee is lecturing Ryan Apollos about that hold.

Matt—Totally worth the ass chewing to inflict more damage if you’re Ryan Apollos. If this was one of those fighting games with the body indicators, Stygian’s ribs would be bright yellow, if not dark red right now.

Rick—Yeah, Ryan doesn’t seem to care too much about the lecture senior official Dean Winchester is giving him right now.


Apollos moves the referee aside and tees up Stygian. He charges in with a running knee, but Stygian rolls out of the ring and Apollos has to brace himself on the top rope from becoming one with the ring in a decidedly not Zen way. As Ryan keeps his face from becoming tattooed with the IWF monogram on the turnbuckle padding Stygian reaches around the ring post and grabs his ankles. Ryan falls over on to his back, and Stygian wastes no time yanking him back and introducing the steel ring post to Ryan’s two best friends, and I don’t mean his pals in the Winnebago.

Rick—Deliberate disqualification right there!

Matt—I think he might have been trying to get disqualified and leave with the belt intact. But the referee has some discretion in a title match, and they’re told not to let champions take the easy way out when they’re in trouble, and Stygian is in trouble.

Rick—I don’t know if he was trying to get the DQ, or if he’s just desperate.

Matt—Either way, the Star Destroyer has hit a HUGE equalizer here.


Stygian takes a few moments to gather himself; Ryan, understandable needs much more time. He’s still in the fetal position with both hands over the afflicted area when Stygian climbs back into the ring. Stygian pulls Ryan Apollos up to his feet and slugs him hard in the stomach, just to remind Ryan Apollos that that part of his body is not a happy place right now, then he picks him up into a suplex and holds him up, up, way up…and this time he drops Ryan down and floats over to cover.

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Ryan kicks out.

Matt—That time the suplex hit.

Rick—Tremendous heart for the challenger to kick out, given the circumstances.

Matt—You mean that Stygian just turned his avocadoes into guacamole?

Rick—Yeah, that’d be what I mean.


Stygian rolls Ryan back onto his back and looks like he’s gonna cover again, but he really just rakes the hard part of his forearm over the bridge of the challenger’s nose. The ref counts the illegal hold.

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Stygian lets off just before the ref counts five. He pulls Apollos up, but Apollos shoves Stygian off and tags him in that injured rib cage. Stygian slumps to that side to protect himself. Apollos follows up with a couple of shots to the face. Stygian grabs him with his other hand and shoves him into the corner. The Champ trying to whip Apollos across the ring, but Ryan reverses and sends Stygian into the corner, hitting hard on that injured side. Ryan follows him in and snaps on a rear chin lock. He hits an inverted facelock backbreaker and then labors to lift seven feet, three-hundred fifteen pounds over in an inverted suplex.

Matt—He calls that move “Whiplash”.

Rick—It’s easy when he’s in there with Stygian to forget Ryan Apollos’ own strength. He’s no cruiserweight.

Matt—No, he’s 250 pounds of solid muscle, you just overlook that when the other guy is 315 pounds of it.


Apollos is to his feet first. As he’s been doing all night, he softens Stygian up with a kick to his exposed ribs then lifts him up. He whips Stygian off the ropes and catches him coming back with a picture perfect spinning spinebuster.

Rick—Another display of strength from Ryan Apollos.

Matt—Cover!


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Stygian kicks out.

Rick—Only a two count.

Matt—Yeah, no danger of that hand coming down a third time.

Rick—But Ryan Apollos is proving equal to the task of matching power with the Star Destroyer.

Matt—I think that’s a mistake. He should be going back to work on those ribs, or upping the tempo. If Ryan Apollos tries to trade power moves with Stygian, I can’t help but think he’s gonna lose.


Ryan doesn’t argue with the ref, the count wasn’t that close. Instead he kneels beside Stygian and softens him up with a couple right hands before helping the champion up. Stygian breaks free of Apollos grasp, kicks him in the stomach and slaps on a headlock.

Rick—A headlock?

Matt—Stygian doesn’t usually try to wear opponents down with classic wrestling, but he might not have a whole lot of options right now. He can’t be breathing right. Apollos has been lighting up that right side of his.


Apollos shoves Stygian off the ropes. When he comes back, Apollos ducks down and lifts Stygian up on his shoulders, planting him with a Samoan Drop.

Rick—Up and down, Ryan Apollos is starting to build momentum here.

Matt—And did you notice? Ryan Apollos dropped Stygian right on that right side, right on those injured ribs!


Stygian is actually contorted in a rather unique position, cradling his injured side rather pathetically. Ryan looks down at him and makes the “it’s over” sign. He backs off as Stygian gets to his knees. Ryan charges at him, measuring for the SUB, but Stygian ducks it, rolls to his hands and knees and launches into this plant foot with a chop block.

Rick—Apollos missed the SUB.

Matt—Stygian sank the SUB with a torpedo!


Ryan falls to the mat holding his leg, Stygian rolls out of the ring and drags Ryan Apollos’ head out to the apron. He quiets him down with a few right hands then he climbs onto the ring apron. Stygian gets a running start and drops his leg across Ryan’s throat, landing on the floor as the fans cheer.

Rick—This crown has been about 60/40 all night for Stygian.

Matt—But I think they’re getting behind him now!


Stygian rolls under the bottom rope, and over Ryan Apollos.

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Ryan kicks out.

Rick—Stygian was hoping he’d done enough.

Matt—Yeah but Ryan kicked out in plenty of time.


Stygian looks at the ref and shakes his head. He pulls Apollos up and goes to whip him, but he holds on to the arm of Apollos and brings him right back in to a knee that hits him like a battering ram. Apollos doubles over, Stygian scoops him up and carries him horizontally a couple steps, then he throws Ryan up and over with the fallaway slam.

Matt—Up and over.

Rick—That’s textbook Stygian.


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Ryan kicks out as the hand’s coming down.

Matt—Might have had him if he’d hooked the leg.

Rick—When you get tired, you forget the little things.


Stygian gets to his feet, Apollos is up second, he tries a high clothesline, Stygian ducks and hits the Black Breaker on him. As Ryan’s legs come up from the impact Stygian hooks one and tries to put him away.

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Rick—Another kick out from Ryan Apollos.

Matt—This is the kind of perseverance we have seen out of Ryan Apollos lately, he’s been elevating his game steadily throughout 2012.


This time Stygian looks longer at the ref, but the ref just holds up two fingers and motions that the shoulder was up. Stygian doesn’t argue, but he doesn’t seem to believe him as Ryan comes to his feet. Ryan tries a kick, but Stygian kicks it. He ducks the enziguri and lets go of Ryan’s foot to hook up a Full Nelson Slam.

Rick—That might do it.

Matt—Ryan hit hard that time.


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Ryan kicks out again. He sits up, then stands, on his feet before the champion. He scores with a right hand to the face, then another, then a third. Stygian tries to take him down with a clothesline but Ryan ducks and nails him with a discus clothesline as Stygian turns to face him. Stygian drops, but is quick to his knees. As he stands, Ryan kicks him in the gut to double him over. As Stygian stands there, stunned, Ryan hits the ropes and connects with a running knee right into Stygian’s exposed, injured ribs again.

Rick—More punishment to the ribs.

Matt—I don’t think that was Ryan’s game plan coming in, but his focus is squarely on Stygian’s right ribs now.

Rick—If he tenderizes them any more he might as well baste them in barbecue sauce and grill them.

Matt—Only a little disturbing that you go there…


Stygian throws a weak punch, Ryan blocks it and scoops him up, he nails Stygian with a modified gut buster, dropping him ribs-first across his knee.

Rick—His ribs have got to be Rice Krispies.

Matt—Still a little demented that you keep trying to make the World Champ into food items.

Rick—I just meant, you know, snap, crackle and pop.

Matt—Sure you did buddy.


Ryan pulls Stygian up and twists him around, locking in an abdominal stretch on his right side. As Stygian yells in pain, Ryan takes his free hand, and instead of grabbing the ropes for leverage, he just waylays the champ’s ribs with hammer fists.

Rick—Stygian just falls to his knees, holding his ribs.

Matt—Ryan isn’t letting him breathe.

Rick—Almost literally.


Ryan pulls Stygian to his feet and back into that abdominal stretch and goes back to work with those hammer fists. After about eight or ten, Stygian steps out of the hold and hip tosses Ryan over. But before he can follow up, he drops to all fours in pain. The ref stands over him and says something the camera’s don’t pick up. As it zooms in, it does catch what Stygian says.

Stygian
GO FUCK YOURSELF!


Rick—I think the ref was asking if he wanted to quit.

Matt—And I just about expected that to be Stygian’s answer.


Ryan Apollos stalks over to Stygian, Stygian throws a shoulder in his stomach out of desperation. Then he stands, puts his arm around him, and hits him with the Day of the Dragon backbreaker.

Matt—Stygian is back up quickly.

Rick—I think the ref asking him to quit pissed him off.


As Ryan stands, he’s still holding his back. Stygian scoops him up onto his shoulder and points to the corner. He gets a running start and throws Ryan head-first into the top turnbuckle.

Matt—Snake Eyes!

Rick—Always a bad roll of the dice! Especially when Stygian rolls it for you.


As Ryan bounces off the top rope and out of the corner, Stygian grabs his wrist and hits a short-arm clothesline that turns him inside out. Stygian holds his ribs lightly and pumps his fist, bringing the crowd to their feet.

Matt—Second wind for the World Champion.

Rick—This is why he’s so tough to beat, especially for a title.


Stygian comes out of the corner and pulls Ryan up. Ryan tries to Whip stygian one way, but he holds his ground and whips him the other. When Ryan comes back, Stygian catches him and drops him down with a sidewalk slam. Stygian leans back and hooks the leg.

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Ryan barely gets his shoulder up. Stygian sits up and looks over at the ref, holding up three fingers. The ref responds by holding up two fingers. Stygian responds by holding up one finger.

Rick—That’s no way to treat an official.

Matt—At this point Stygian doesn’t care.

Rick—You can see why nobody wants him to be IWF champion.

Matt—Nobody wants…? Have you been paying attention to the crowds at all lately?


Stygian pulls Ryan up and whips him off the ropes again. Stygian bows for a back body drop, but he’s about a second too soon. Ryan hits the breaks and tries to kick Stygian low. Stygian sees it and shoves him off the ropes, Ryan comes back and hits the Slayer. Both men are down on the ground and the ref counts.

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Ryan rolls over and drapes an arm over Stygian.

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Stygian’s shoulder comes off the mat at the absolute last second, and the crowd roars.

Rick—We almost had a new world champion right there.

Matt—So close. Ryan just draped an arm and prayed.

Rick—But nobody was answering that prayer today.


Stygian and Ryan Apollos both are slow to get to their feet. The come together in the middle of the ring and slug it out. Back and forth, trading huge right hands on wobbly legs. They battle back and forth, each one landing big shots back and forth until Ryan ducks one from Stygian and kicks him in the ribs. Stygian flinches and Ryan whips him into the corner. Ryan waits for him to hit, and then follows him in with a Swinging corner clothesline. Stygian staggers out to the middle of the ring. Ryan slips under the top rope to the apron, climbs up and dives off, leveling Stygian with a diving clothesline.

Rick—And suddenly Ryan Apollos has all the momentum!

Matt—Ryan’s measuring Stygian for another SUB.

Rick—We’re gonna have a new champion…


For the second time in the match, Ryan’s waiting for Stygian to stumble to his feet so he can kick him in the head. Ryan charges as Stygian gets to his feet…and runs right in to a face full of red mist. Ryan stubbles around to face Stygian and eats a Spartan Kick.

Rick—That was the exact opposite of what Ryan was expecting to happen.

Matt—Ryan was the one who got kicked in the head.


Stygian falls on Ryan Apollos.

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Matt—NO WAY!

Rick—HOW! How did Ryan Apollos kick out of that?!?!?


This time Stygian just glares at the referee, but he doesn’t bother arguing. Instead he stands and pulls Apollos to his feet.

Rick—Is Ryan bleeding or is that the mist Stygian got him with?

Matt—Difficult to tell.


Seemingly out of nowhere Ryan springs off the rope and comes around with The Eradicator.

Rick—Swing and a miss!

Matt—Ryan Apollos tried The Eradicator but Stygian got out of the way,

Rick—Looked like Keanu Reeves in The Matrix.


As Ryan lands and spins around…he walks right into the Burn Notice.

Rick—Stygian didn’t miss with the Burn Notice, though.

Matt—Stygian is still a little slow, though. Those ribs are killing him.


Stygian has to lean on the ropes as Ryan Apollos lies lifeless in the ring. Stygian finally reaches over his shoulder and draws the sword, and the fans come to their feet. He knees down, running Ryan Apollos through and pulling him up. Stygian scoops Ryan up…presses him overhead…and lurches awkwardly to the side, stumbling over to the corner. Ryan maneuvers himself onto the top rope as Stygian staggers away.

Rick—Good call on those ribs.

Matt—Stygian couldn’t hit the Baneblade, he’s too beaten up.

Rick—Ryan is measuring him for something…


As Ryan Apollos lines up, Stygian suddenly lunges and hits the ropes, causing Ryan to lose his balance momentarily. Stygian slides in and tears Ryan off the top turnbuckle, pulling him over in an Argentine Rack. He swings Ryan over his head and catches him with a DDT.

Rick—What the hell was that?

Matt—THE WORLDBREAKER!

Rick—The what now?

Matt—One of his old finishers from UECW. Stygian couldn’t hit the Baneblade so he pulled an old page out of his arsenal.

Rick—I think it worked.


Stygian rolls Ryan over and covers him.

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[Ding, Ding, Ding]

Heather Thompson
Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL IWF World Heavyweight Champion: STYGIAN!


“Cry Thunder” blares as Stygian gets to his knees and the referee raises his hand in victory. Lilith and Lilah are soon at his side as he stands, Lilith hands him the belt. Stygian holds the belt up with one good hand, and holds the other across his ribs.

Rick—Ryan Apollos gave Stygian a fight he’s not gonna forget, but he came up just that short…

Suddenly Dragonforce cuts out…and Five Finger Death Punch’s cover of “Bad Company” plays. Chuck Matthews leads his troops out on to the stage. The Commissioner stares down the ramp at the IWF Champion. Stygian says something to Lilith and Lilah and they duck out of the far side of the ring, over by the announce table.

Matt—This isn’t good…

Rick—Stygian walked away from Bad Company last week, this is gonna be his receipt now.


Chuck points to the ring and all of his young hands storm to the ring and ambush Stygian. The champ lays one of them out with the belt before they overpower him. Chuck dives under the bottom rope and directs traffic while calling for a mic, before he gets it, Queenscryche’s “Empire” rings out above the fracas and out comes Corey Casey and his troops. They don’t need to wait for an order, they take off running ahead of Corey and Isabella and hit the ring.

Rick: Each and every member of the Empire and Bad Company are in the ring right now, slugging it out!

Matt: I've lost count trying to figure out if the numbers of each side are even!

Rick: What a way to end this show, with complete pandemonium!

Thunder echoes throughout the arena.

Rick: What the hell was that?

Matt: It sounded like thunder, but I don't think the two warring factions in the ring heard it.
Thunder claps again, much louder nearly deafening as the two factions slowly stop fighting and back away from each other.

Rick: Now this has completely stopped the fighting between Empire and Bad Company, but what exactly is happening.

Thunder claps once more as the sound of pouring rain goes over the sound system. The members of Empire and Bad Company all turn to look at Storming Raven who innocently shrugs his shoulders.

Chuck Matthews slides out of the ring on a whim, seeing this Corey Casey does as well meaning to block him off in case he is planning something.

Matt: I don't think anyone in the ring knows what's going on at all.

Rick: Corey Casey suspects that Chuck Matthews has something to do with it, but at the same time Chuck Matthews is prepared to get the hell out of here fearing that Corey Casey has something up his sleeve.

The lights in the arena go out as the fans begin to cheer hesitantly.

Matt: This is never a good sign!

A long silence comes over the crowd and sound system no longer plays the sound of thunder or rain.

Rick: This is the calm before the storm.

After a long moment of silence a green lightning bolt splinters down from the sky and hits the entrance stage illuminating the entire arena for just a moment.

The crowd explodes into frantic cheers because now they know exactly who brings this message.

Matt: OH MY GOD!!! COULD IT REALLY BE?

Rick: Only one man possesses the power to rain green lightning down from the sky. And these fans know exactly who it is!

The music to "Audit" by Traumatosis begins to play and images from Crimson Skull's long career play over the screen of the tron.
Smoke begins to billow up from behind the stage and down the ramp.

Come on inside. We've been waiting some time.
You know we try to be kind. Just don't step out of line
or you will pay the price.
Don't waste our time or it's the firing line.

You're being followed and your only escape
is our most generous assistance but it doesn't come cheap.
You gotta pay the price.
You won't break out this time. You are our great design.

This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This hurt makes the pain go away we promise.
This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This memory, now in the hands of me.

We're gonna to set you free.


After these lyrics play we see the silhouette of Crimson Skull in the smoke coming up on the entrance stage. He slowly walks out onto the stage from behind all the smoke and the lightning flashes throughout the entire arena.
He starts walking slowly down the ramp.

Rick: This capacity crowd is on their feet and they are going insane!

Matt: The Crimson King has returned! But he retired back at From the Ashes? What could he possibly be doing back?

Rick: You know as well as I do, that this man needs no reason and no permission to show up wherever he damn well pleases!

Your peace is borrowed and now we want it back.
You know you better not fuck us or we'll fuck you right back.
You gotta pay the price and you must decide
if it is worth keeping pain denied.

This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This hurt makes the pain go away we promise.
This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This memory, now in the hands of me

and you will set me free.

Come on inside...


Crimson Skull has now made it to ring steps. Slowly and one at a time he walks up the steps.

Your life is hollow, judging from your results.
Just see this as an investment in what you can become.
Now aren't we nice? We give you peace of mind
by leaving your fears behind.


He enters the ring by going over the top rope.


You're being swallowed by our devious lies
that we compose to ensnare you and keep your prices high.
You know you paid the price. Don't think twice
of leaving your friends behind.


He stands in the center of the ring, removing his trench coat. He tosses it to the side and throws his hands up above his head. Once he does this, the four ring posts are all hit by green lightning bolts, sending them up in flames. He slowly lowers his arms and looks straight into the eyes of each of the members of both factions.


This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This hurt makes the pain go away we promise.
This pain that you've hidden away, audit.
This memory, now in the hands of me.


He cuts his throat with his thumb quickly and the flames the cease. The music fades and the lights slowly brighten again.

The members of Empire and Bad Company have both backed into opposite corners, each of them prepared to fight, but none of them daring to make the first move.

Chuck Matthews and Corey Casey are yelling at each other trying to decide who has brought Crimson Skull back to join their respective team.

Stygian has gotten to his feet and retrieved the IWF World Title. He shoulders his title belt and steps up nose to nose with Crimson Skull.

Rick: Stygian showing no fear of Crimson Skull whatsoever

Crimson Skull doesn't back down, and continues to stare straight into the eyes of Stygian.

The fans start chanting "Slay the Dragon!"

Stygian smirks and takes a step back and begins to walk away from Crimson Skull. Skull slowly turns his head and watches as Stygian exits the ring.


Rick: Apparently Skull has no beef with Stygian or else he would have stopped him.

Matt: Has he joined one of these two factions?

Rick: I think he’s joining Bad Company?


Logan MacLeod is the first step forward from Bad Company. A big grin is spread across his face as he is going to be the first to welcome Skull now that he has joined forces with Chuck Matthews and Bad Company.

Chuck Matthews throws his hands up in success and cheers as Corey Casey starts slamming his fists into the ringside.

Logan MacLeod extends his hand to Crimson Skull.

Rick: Don't do it, Skull!

Matt: Join the wining team, shake his hand!

Crimson Skull stares at the extended hand of Logan MacLeod for a moment before slowly looking up to Logan's face. A big grin spreads across Skull's face.

Rick: OUT OF NOWHERE!

Skull levels Logan with a big right hand and starts moving on to other members of Bad Company trading blows.

Corey Casey screams in excitement and begins barking orders for the Empire to join Skull in beating down Bad Company.

Stygian gathers Lilith and Lilah and decides now is a good time to leave.

Skull lands a few more punches on Silas Romero before lifting him up for a huge chokeslam and planting him on the mat. The rest of Bad Company are already lying on the ground as Skull had taken out three members before Empire even joined in.

Matt: This isn't fair! The Empire cheated!

Ryan Apollos and the other members of the Empire are patting Skull on the shoulder and celebrating the win over Bad Company just as Skull decks Jack Savage with a Big Boot. The Empire stands frozen in shock as Corey Casey howls in disappointment.

Rick: What?

Matt: I'm so confused!

Skull decks the remaining members of The Empire before throwing his hands around the throats of Ryan Apollos and Baron Thompson, lifting them both up for a huge double chokeslam!

Rick: Crimson Skull has just singlehandedly taken out both the Empire and Bad Company!

Corey Casey and Chuck Matthews are scrambling into the ring. Corey Casey takes off his blazer as he is about to charge Skull. Skull throws his hand to his own throat and cuts it across with his thumb as the lights go out.

The lights come back on almost instantly and Crimson Skull is nowhere to be found. The only two men left standing are Chuck Matthews and Corey Casey. The fans are going nuts as the logo pops up. The last image seen in Stygian standing on the stage with Lilith and Lilah buckling the IWF title around his waist. He throws his arms up, “Cry Thunder” plays again and the show fades out on the IWF World Champion.
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