Pick Your Poison: Sunday, December 4th 2011

The scene opens on a dimly lit laboratory. A figure is seen standing over a large table that stretches the back wall of the lab. The figure is wearing jeans and a long white lab coat. The camera slowly closes in on the table and you can see several dead bodies lying on the table. All of the bodies have been sliced open and, upon closer inspection, you can see that they are the bodies of Brian Blaze, Johnny Morbid and Chad Mason. You can also see that. Right near the figure in the lab coat, there are two blenders filled with a variety of different colored liquid. The camera then turns and zooms in on the man in the lab coat’s face, revealing Chuck Matthews’ familiar smirking face

Chuck Matthews
Hhhmm…maybe a bit of “eye of Morbid”…

Chuck Matthews leans down and rips out Johnny Morbid’s right eye. He turns and drops Morbid’s eye into the blender on the right

Chuck Matthews
…Some “tongue of Blaze”…

Chuck Matthews once again leans down and, this time, rips out Brian Blaze’s tongue. He drops Brian’s tongue into the blender on the left

Chuck Matthews
…a pinch of “brain of Mason”…despite the fact that there isn’t a whole lot of brain there…

Chuck Matthews reaches into Chad Mason’s skull and removes a bit of Chad Mason’s brain. He drops the bit of brain into the blender on the right

Jason Hawk
Don’t forget the guts!

The camera pans over to show Jason Hawk, who is walking down a flight of stairs. Jason Hawk walks over to Chuck Matthews and, after putting on some gloves, reaches into the stomach of Brian Blaze and removes a large handful of guts. Jason Hawk sprinkles some of the guts into both blenders

Chuck Matthews
Excellent suggestion!

Chuck then puts the covers on both of the blenders. Jason Hawk grabs one blender while Chuck Matthews grabs the other blender. At the same time, they both push the “liquefy” setting. The blenders whirl to life, liquefying the contents inside the blenders. After a few moments of blending the bits and pieces of bodies, both men turn their blenders off. Both members of Apex remove the covers of their blenders and walk over to a 2nd table where there are two test tubes set up on a tray. Chuck Matthews pours the contents of the first blender into a one test tube while Jason Hawk pours the contents of his blender into the 2nd test tube.

Chuck Matthews
Let’s see what our guest thinks of our creation!

Chuck Matthews grabs the tray with both test tubes and turns and begins to walk across the lab. The camera pans over to show the right wall of the lab…where Dan Alexander is shown shackled to the wall.

Dan Alexander
Fuck Apex…fuck you both…

The camera zooms in on Chuck Matthews’ face as he smiles wickedly as he walks closer and closer to Dan Alexander

Chuck Matthews
Well Dan…it’s time to Pick Your Poison…

The camera fades to the Pick Your Poison logo


LIVE from the Rose Arena in Portland, Oregon

The PyP logo on the screen suddenly melts away, showing the inside of the Rose Arena. The camera zooms in on the stage, which is covered with a number of large test tubes and skull and cross bone logos. Fireworks suddenly erupt out of the skull’s eyes as well as out of the stage. The fireworks continue to erupt down the entrance ramp as the fans cheer loudly. The camera pans over the fans, taking in their signs

“CHAD OR CHAOS!” “MASON OR MUGGING!” “JUST GIVE US CHAD MASON DAMNIT!” “Stygian= The REAL Sex Icon!” “Sex Icon < SEX GOD!” “Gunther makes people’s nuts RUPTURE!” “Brandon Macdonald= CURSE BREAKER!” “DANE’S ROAD TO HELL FTW!” “I CAME TO SEE THE ANGELS FIGHT!”

The camera pans over to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars sitting behind the announcer’s table

Rick- 19,980 rabid IWF fans are on their feet here at the Rose Arena as IWF proudly presents PICK YOUR POISON!

Matt- This place is packed to the rafters with bloodthirsty IWF faithful!

Rick- and they will not be disappointed! Every single match has been voted on by the millions of IWF fans via text messages which means that every single match has been booked BY THE FANS FOR THE FANS! Talk about a RATINGS BONANZA!!!

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

Heather Thompson- The following match is a mini Path to Valhalla Match! A person must pin or submit their opponent in order to move on to the next round! The winner of this match will be named the #1 Contender to the New Blood Title! Introducing first…

The lights go down for a moment, and there is a moment of silence as the pyrotechnics begin a low, steady burn at the edge of the stage. Suddenly, the opening strains of “Flameheart” blast over the speakers, and the flames erupt into high gouts of flame, and in the light it’s revealed that a white-cloaked Rosalie Knight is there in center of the stage, kneeling on one knee with her forehead pressed to the hilt of a large prop sword. About the fourth measure of the song (and the third eruption of flames), she rises to her feet and pulls back the hood of the white cloak slowly. She lifts the sword high and shouts out a long, wordless battle cry, turning so that the fans can see her warrior spirit and join in.

Heather Thompson- From Louisburg, North Carolina…Weighing in at 150 Pounds…Rosalie Knight!

Rick- Rosalie Knight draws unlucky number 1 here tonight at Pick Your Poison

Matt- I don’t know why you say “unlucky number 1” Rick, if anything, you should be saying “history making number 1”

Rick- “history making”…?

Matt- Yup! Rosalie Knight is the first female to ever be the first competitor in a Path to Valhalla Match!

Rick- Let’s see if she can be the first female to WIN a Path to Valhalla Match

She begins to chant “knight! Knight!” as she crosses from one end of the stage to another while the music drops in volume, but picks up in tempo and intensity. Once the crowd is roaring, she strides confidently down the ramp, not too fast, with the spotlight following her and her cloak billowing out behind her. She carries the sword low and ready, a symbol of the fight that faces her and her will to win. She reaches the ring and hands off her sword, removes her cloak and hands it off as well, and drops to one knee there in her corner, the same pose in which she started, in time with the final beat of the music. The lights return.

Heather Thompson- And her opponent…

“Cooking by the Book” by Lazy Town blasts out of the house PA system as Pancake Pete runs out from the back

Heather Thompson- From The Kitchen…Weighing in at 150 Pounds…Pancake Pete!

Rick-

Matt- DUDE! I FUCKING WANT PANCAKES!!!!

Rick- Are you serious right now? How unprofessional could one man be?!

Matt Biggars leaps to his feet and begins to wave Pancake Pete over to the announcer’s table. Pancake Pete laughs as he skips down the entrance ramp, tossing pancakes to all of the IWF fans. Pancake Pete suddenly sees Matt Biggars waving frantically from the announcer’s position and skips around the ring and over to the announcer’s position. He sets down a whole plate of pancakes in front of Matt Biggars, who looks so happy that he might cry. Pancake Pete suddenly reaches into the sleeve of his cook’s shirt and pulls out a vial of maple syrup. He dumps the maple syrup all over the pile of pancakes before turning and sliding into the ring

Matt- FUCK YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rick- ok…I’ll admit it…I’m a bit jealous…

Matt- WHOSE UNPROFESSIONAL NOW RICK!

Rick- Still you

Matt- Yeah…well…FUCK YOU! I HAVE PANCAKES AND YOU DON’T!

The ref looks at both Pancake Pete and Rosalie Knight, nodding at both competitors before calling for the bell


Winner becomes the #1 Contender for the New Blood Championship
Mini Path to Valhalla Match

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Rosalie Knight and Pancake Pete both meet in the center of the ring. Pancake Pete laughs as he pulls out a large chocolate chip pancake, which he holds out to Rosalie Knight

Rick- Pancake Pete trying to butter up Rosalie Knight with a peace offering

Matt- NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM

Rick- AT LEAST TAKE YOUR HEADSET OFF BEFORE YOU STUFF YOUR FACE!

Rosalie Knight eyes Pancake Pete suspiciously. She starts to reach out to take the pancake, but, at the last minute, Pancake Pete cocks the pancake back and slaps Rosalie Knight in the face with the pancake

Rick- Pancake slap!

Matt- NOSHFISEUDHFDSILNV

Rick- DON’T TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL! Didn’t your mother teach you anything?!

Matt- NOF!

Rosalie Knight takes a half a step back as Pancake Pete laughs hysterically. Rosalie Knight whirls around and stares a hole through Pancake Pete. Rosalie Knight suddenly leaps into the air and connects a straight kick to Pancake Pete’s chest, driving Pancake Pete down to the canvas. Rosalie Knight then leaps into the air and comes crashing down on Pancake Pete with a standing backflip leg drop. Rosalie Knight hooks Pancake Pete’s leg as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Advancing to the next round…Rosalie Knight!

Rick- There goes Pancake Pete!

Matt- DAMNIT!

Rick- What?

Matt- I’M OUT OF PANCAKES! NNNOOOOOOO

Rick- I hate you

“Like a G6” blasts out of the house PA system as Matthew Young walks down the entrance ramp

Heather Thompson- Next…From Detroit, Michigan…Weighing in at 212 pounds…Matthew Young!

Matthew Young slides into the ring and runs at Rosalie Knight. Rosalie Knight quickly gets to her feet and leaps into the air as soon as Matthew Young gets close enough. Rosalie Knight takes down Matthew Young with a leg lariat.

Rick- Rosalie Knight takes own the charging Matthew Young

Matt- Fuck Matthew Young! GET PANCAKE PETE BACK OUT HERE!

Rick Christian suddenly lashes out and slaps Matt Biggars in the face

Rick- GET IT TOGETHER, MAN!

Matt- Sorry…thank you…

Rosalie Knight quickly leaps to her feet and runs to the ropes. As soon as she gets close enough, she leaps into the air, landing on the second ring rope. Rosalie Knight then springs backwards, doing a moonsault in mid-air. Rosalie Knight then comes crashing down on Matthew Young, landing a lionsault. Rosalie Knight then hooks Matthew Young’s legs as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Advancing to the next round…Rosalie Knight!

Rick- Matthew Young making a quick exit here, courtesy of Rosalie Knight!

Matt- Rosalie Knight is just steamrolling people out here!

“Feel Good Drag" blasts out of the house speakers as Matt Rydell walks down the entrance ramp

Heather Thompson- Next…From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 237 Pounds…Matt Rydell

Rick- Woah…Matt Rydell!?

Matt- WHY IS EVERYONE SUDDENLY NAMED MATT?!

Matt Rydell suddenly sprints down the entrance ramp and slides into the ring just as Rosalie Knight manages to climb to her feet. Matt Rydell kicks Rosalie Knight in the mid-section, doubling Rosalie Knight over. Matt Rydell then grabs Rosalie Knight and lifts her up onto his shoulders

Rick- Matt Rydell came out of nowhere and has Rosalie Knight positioned for that GTS

Matt- Rosie could be in trouble…

Rosalie Knight manages to slide down Matt Rydell’s back. Rosalie Knight then leaps into the air and dropkicks Matt Rydell in the back. Matt Rydell stumbles forward and trips, landing throat first across the top of the second rope. Rosalie Knight smiles as she climbs to her feet and runs to the opposite ropes, picking up speed

Rick- Matt Rydell tripped as he got close to the ropes…

Matt- And it’s about to cost him in a big way!

Rosalie Knight comes running at Matt Rydell and leaps into the air. She slingshots herself around the ropes, connecting a 619 that nails Matt Rydell in the face. Matt Rydell is driven backwards by the force of the kick and falls backwards onto his back in the middle of the ring. Rosalie Knight then immediately climbs up the nearest turnbuckle and sits poised on the top rope. She blesses herself before launching off the top turnbuckle. Rosalie Knight comes crashing down on Matt Rydell with a Spiral Tap

Rick- KNIGHT FALL!

Matt- I’ll admit it…that move is INCREDIBLE looking!

Rosalie Knight quickly hooks Matt Rydell’s legs as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Advancing to the next round…Rosalie Knight!

Rick- Three up and three down for Rosalie Knight

Matt- Can anyone stop her?!

“Evil Angel” by Breaking Benjamin blasts out of the house PA

Heather Thompson- Next…

Ashley Matthews suddenly leaps the security barricade and slides into the ring behind Rosalie Knight, who is slowly getting to her feet. Rosalie Knight climbs up to a vertical base and slowly turns around. Ashley Matthews sprints at Rosalie Knight and drives her down to the canvas with a spear

Rick- HOLLYWOOD IMPACT!

Matt- ASHLEY FTW!

Ashley Matthews stands up as she smirks at the camera, tapping the side of her head

Rick- Ashley Matthews is no dummy

Matt- She is the adopted daughter of the smartest man in professional wrestling…it was bound to brush off on her

Ashley Matthews leans down and pulls Rosalie Knight up to her feet. Ashley Matthews Irish whips Rosalie Knight to the ropes. Rosalie Knight hits the ropes and comes running back at Ashley Matthews. As soon as she gets close enough, Ashley Matthews reaches out and grabs Rosalie Knight and lifts her up, spinning, before driving Rosalie Knight down to the canvas with a double edged spine buster

Rick- Ashley Matthews is taking the fight to Rosalie Knight

Matt- Ashley WOULD be the one who manages to finally take the fight to Rosie

Ashley Matthews quickly drops down and hooks Rosalie Knight’s legs. The ref drops down and begins to count

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Rosalie Knight manages to kick out

Rick- No! Only two!

Matt- Rosie still has some fight left in her, despite the fact that she’s already fought three opponents!

Ashley Matthews quickly gets to her feet. She then walks over to Rosalie Knight’s legs and reaches down and grabs them. Ashley Matthews stops over Rosalie Knight and flips Rosalie Knight over, locking in a sharpshooter

Rick- Cryptic Cross applied!

Matt- Man, Ashley is really utilizing her dad’s entire arsenal of moves here tonight

Ashley Matthews pulls roughly on Rosalie Knight’s legs, screaming loudly at Rosalie Knight to quit. Rosalie Knight shakes her head as a look of pain appears on her face. The ref drops down and checks with Rosalie Knight to see if she wants to quit

Rick- Rosalie Knight looks like she is in a world of pain

Matt- Well, being locked in that sharpshooter submission move is going to feel less than pleasant for ANYONE!

Ashley Matthews continues to crank up the pressure on the submission move as Rosalie Knight screams out in pain

Rick- Rosalie Knight could be fading fast

Matt- This could be the beginning of the end for Rosie

Rosalie Knight suddenly begins to crawl forward, dragging herself inch by inch towards the ring ropes. Ashley Matthews continues to apply an incredible amount of pressure on Rosalie Knight, but Rosalie Knight continues to crawl towards the ropes

Rick- Rosalie Knight is so close to the ropes!

Matt- Can she manage to get to them in time?!

Rosalie Knight crawls forward a little bit more, getting within a fingertip’s reach of the ropes. Ashley Matthews suddenly breaks the sharpshooter and quickly stomps down twice on Rosalie Knight’s lower back. Ashley Matthews grabs Rosalie Knight and pulls her to the center of the ring before flipping Rosalie Knight over onto her back and attempting to pin her

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Rosalie Knight manages to kick out at the last second

Rick- So close!!!!

Matt- Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades Rick!

Ashley Matthews ponds the matt in frustration as she shakes her head

Rick- Ashley is looking a bit frustrated

Matt- And why shouldn’t she be? She almost had Rosie beat twice now!

Ashley Matthews climbs to her feet and leans down, attempting to pull Rosalie Knight up to her feet. Instead of letting Ashley Matthews pull her up however, Rosalie Knight grabs the back of Ashley Matthews’ skull and drops down, connecting a jawbreaker on Ashley Matthews. Ashley Matthews stumbles backwards a half a step as Rosalie Knight suddenly manages to push herself up enough to sweep Ashley Matthews’ legs, causing Ashley Matthews to fall roughly down to the canvas

Rick- And just like that the tables have turned!

Matt- Rosie has managed to get herself right back into this matchup!

The ref looks at both women who are down on the canvas and begins counting

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Rosalie Knight and Ashley Matthews both manage to drag themselves over to the ring ropes. Both women reach out and begin to pull themselves up

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Both Rosalie Knight and Ashley Matthews manage to climb up to their feet. Rosalie Knight turns and sees Ashley Matthews slowly getting to her feet. Rosalie Knight grabs the ring ropes and leaps up, springing off the second rope. She turns 180 degrees in mid-air, just as Ashley Matthews turns around. Rosalie Knight manages to connect a springboard kick that connects directly with Ashley Matthews’ skull. Rosalie Knight lands beside Ashley Matthews and drapes an arm over Ashley as the ref counts

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Ashley Matthews kicks out

Rick- A beautiful kick by Rosalie Knight!

Matt- But it wasn’t enough to put Ashley Matthews away!

Rosalie Knight quickly gets to her feet and looks down at Ashley Matthews. Rosalie Knight reaches down and pulls Ashley Matthews up to her feet. Rosalie Knight then Irish whips Ashley Matthews into the corner turnbuckle. Ashley Matthews’ back nails the corner turnbuckle and she arches her back in pain. Rosalie Knight waits until Ashley Matthews’ back nails the turnbuckle before rushing in and leaping into the air, connecting a spinning heel kick that drives Ashley Matthews down to the canvas

Rick- It’s all Rosalie Knight right now!

Matt- Rosie could do it! She could put Ashley away!

Rosalie Knight quickly gets to her feet and runs over to the corner turnbuckle. She grabs the top ropes and springs up to the top rope. She turns around to face the center of the ring. As soon as Rosalie Knight gets to the top rope and turns around, however, Ashley Matthews kips up to her feet and sprints over to the corner turnbuckle and leaps up to the top rope

Rick- NO SELL!

Matt- What athleticism by Ashley Matthews!

Ashley Matthews and Rosalie Knight begin trading punches back and forth on the top rope. The two trade rights and lefts, neither one gaining the clear advantage. Eventually, Ashley Matthews begins to gain the upper hand. Ashley Matthews quickly connects a stiff right uppercut to Rosalie Knight, which causes Rosalie Knight’s entire body to waver dangerously

Rick- Ashley just rag dolled Rosalie Knight with that stiff right upper hook!

Matt- I guess Ashley learned a thing or two about striking from Brandon!

Ashley Matthews hooks both of Rosalie Knight’s arms and her eyes dart skyward before she leaps backwards, driving Rosalie Knight skull first into the canvas with a double underhook DDT

“THAT WAS AWESOME!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“THAT WAS AWESOME!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“THAT WAS AWESOME!”
“HOLY SHIT!”

Rick- WHAT THE FLYING FUCK WAS THAT?!

Matt- I believe it was an Angel’s Wings from the top rope!

Ashley Matthews drapes her arm over Rosalie Knight as the ref drops down and counts

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The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Advancing to the next round…Ashley Matthews!

Rick- Wow!!!!!

Matt- What an amazing back and forth between Ashley and Rosalie!

Rick- You can say that again!

“Highway to Hell” by AC/DC blasts out of the house PA system as Jackky Dane walks out from backstage. Jackky Dane stops at the top of the stage and holds up a flesh colored sack with a few black strings hanging out of it

Heather Thompson- Next…From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 270 pounds…Jackky Dane!

Rick- ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Matt- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Rick- What the fuck is in Jackky’s hand?

Matt- IT’S HIS FAVORITE WEAPON

Rick- …which is…?

Matt- A slapjack duh!

Rick- Rrrriiiigggghhhhttttt

Matt- DANE’S ROAD TO HELL FTW!

Jackky Dane walks down the entrance ramp, swinging the flesh colored slapjack. Jackky Dane frowns as he slapjacks himself in the face and falls to one knee

Rick- …

Matt- HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jackky Dane slides into the ring and eyes Ashley Matthews, who is slowly getting to her feet. Jackky Dane rushes in, swinging the flesh colored slap jack at Ashley Matthews. Ashley Matthews turns around and gets hit with the flesh colored slap jack right on the chin. Ashley Matthews falls down to the canvas

Rick- Ashley just took that slapjack right on the chin!

Matt- HA…ha…ha…

Matt Biggars struggles to breathe as he falls out of his chair laughing

Rick- Uh…

Meanwhile, in the ring, Jackky Dane drops down, looking to pin Ashley Matthews. As Jackky Dane leans down, Ashley Matthews reaches up and grabs Jackky Dane and pulls him down to the canvas, locking in a crossface crippler. Jackky Dane immediately taps out as the ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompon- Advancing to the next round…Ashley Matthews!

Rick- There goes Jackky Dane

Matt- Ok…I think I’m good…

“Broken Mirrors” by Rise Against blasts out of the house PA system as Bobby O’Day walks out onto the stage

Heather Thompson- Next…From Sacramento, California…Weighing in at 275 pounds…Bobby O’Day!

Rick- Bobby O’Day is still alive?

Matt- Course he is BUTTHEAD!

Bobby O’Day rushes down the entrance ramp and slides into the ring. Bobby O’Day runs over to Ashley Matthews and pulls her up to her feet. Bobby O’Day grabs both of Ashley Matthews’ arms and hoists her up in the air, looking for a double underhook facebuster. Instead, Ashley Matthews cocks her neck back and headbutts Bobby O’Day right in the nuts, causing Bobby O’Day to drop her. Ashley Matthews lands on her feet and quickly hooks Bobby O’Day’s arms before driving him down to the canvas with a double underhook DDT

Rick- Angel’s Wings!

Matt- Nighty, night BUTTHEAD!

Ashley Matthews quickly pins Bobby O’Day as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Advancing to the next round…Ashley Matthews!

Rick- There goes the butthead

Matt- BUTTHEAD FTL!

“Diamond Eyes” by Shinedown blasts out of the house PA system as The Ninja appears at the top of the entrance ramp

Heather Thompson- And the final entrant…From Tokyo, Japan…Weighing in at 190 pounds…The Ninja!

Rick- The Ninja is the final entrant ladies and gents!

Matt- Let’s see if he can walk away from this match as the new #1 Contender for the New Blood Title!

The Ninja leaps up onto the ring apron and then springs up onto the top rope. The Ninja leaps off the top rope and executes a 450 leg drop right across the throat of Ashley Matthews

Rick- Good god!

Matt- 450 leg drop! This could be it!

The Ninja hooks Ashley Matthews’ legs as the ref drops down and begins counting

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Ashley Matthews kicks out at the last second

Rick- So close!

Matt- Ashley is still in this match!

The Ninja leaps to his feet and takes a few steps back as he begins to measure Ashley Matthews. Ashley Matthews slowly pulls herself up to one knee. The Ninja rushes in and connects a shining wizard kick that drills Ashley Matthews in the back of the head. The Ninja drops down and attempts to pin Ashley Matthews once more

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Again, Ashley Matthews kicks out at the last second

Rick- The Ninja manages to connect a big time move on Ashley but again Ashley kicks out!

Matt- The Ninja might be one big time move away from ending this match right here and now!

The Ninja once again climbs to his feet. He leans down and pulls Ashley Matthews up to her feet as well. The Ninja throws a high head kick, looking to knock Ashley Matthews out cold. Instead, Ashley Matthews ducks the head kick. As The Ninja turns around, Ashley Matthews kicks The Ninja in the stomach, hooks both of The Ninja’s arms, and drives The Ninja down to the canvas with a double underhook DDT

Rick- ANGEL’S WINGS! IT’S OVER!

Matt- THAT’S IT!

Ashley Matthews collapses on top of The Ninja as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner and NEW #1 CONTENDER TO THE NEW BLOOD TITLE…ASHLEY MATTHEWS!

The ref leans down and helps Ashley Matthews up to her feet. Ashley Matthews holds both her clenched fists up in the air as the fans applaud her

Rick- Ashley Matthews won! She did it!

Matt- After a hard fought battle, Ashley Matthews managed to walk away with the victory as well as that #1 Contender spot to the New Blood Title!

The camera zooms in on Ashley Matthews for a few moments before fading to commercial

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The show comes back from commercial to show Johnny Electric sitting behind his desk. He has a wide smile on his face as he stares into the camera

Johnny Electric
First thing is first ladies and gentlemen! An ELECTRIFYING congratulations goes out to Ashley Matthews for winning a hard fought Mini Path to Valhalla Match

The sound of the fans cheering can be heard out in the arena. Johnny Electric’s smile widens

Johnny Electric
Yes, yes…but now that that’s out of the way, we can get to our first viewer voted on match of the night! The High Impact Title will hang in the balance for this next match which will feature the High Impact Champion Tyson Rowle defending his title against Stygian. And the stipulation for that match? Well…

A giant graph appears on the screen. The three match stipulations are shown labeled across the bottom of the graph while the number of votes are numbered on the side

Johnny Electric
The stipulation will be revealed in a FLASH!

The sound of lightning is heard and the bars shoot up

Johnny Electric
Well as you can tell ladies and gents, the stipulation for the High Impact Title match will be…FANS BRING THE WEAPONS!

The audience roars its approval as the shot cuts back to the arena

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The camera pans around to show the fans sitting ringside reaching into their purses, backpacks, and pockets and holding out anything they happen to encounter

Rick- Well folks, you heard our GM. The High impact Championship will be defended in a “Fans Bring the Weapons” match!

Matt- This is going to be insanity! I mean, just looking around the ring side area and seeing some of the nasty looking weapons that these IWF fans have on them…its disturbing!

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

Heather Thompson- The following match is a Fans Bring the Weapons match and it will be for the High Impact Championship! Introducing first…

The lights die out, only a few pale lights make the stage visible. Static fills the jumbo-tron and the lights die out, leaving the screen as the only light in the house briefly before accompanied by matching golden “Tron” lines border the screen and outline the stage and span down the ramp. Slowly the static fades out into an eight-pointed, spiked, barbed chaos star. Fans light lighters, open up their phones, shine small, handheld LCD lights, hell they sell them out at the merchandise stands for just this purpose. Basically the crowd starts looking like a Poison concert during “Every Rose has Its Thorn”; a thousand points of light in a nearly dark arena. Smoke comes up through the stage as the spiraling crescendo of the intro to Helloween’s “Perfect Gentleman” gradually fills the speakers. When the guitars hit, a huge Skeletal Dragon Flies up from the bottom of the screen and blows a gout of fire that seems to streak down the center of the ramp and ends in a blast of pyro from the ring posts Out walks Stygian from the back, slowly, deliberately, his long trench coat billowing slightly; the golden Chaos Star on his chest lit up like Tron. He makes his way to the edge of the ramp, his hands out, and up a set of stairs on either side of him comes Lilith and Lilah.

Heather Thompson- The challenger…From Blackrock Spire…Weighing in at 315 pounds…Being accompanied to the ring by Liliah and Lilith…He is “The Black Crusader” Stygian!

Rick- This Stygian is a monster of a man! He’s 7 feet tall and 315 pounds of pure intensity!

Matt- Tyson Rowle is definitely going to have his work cut out for him tonight, Rick. Believe that

He takes each of their hands and twirls them around until they wrap against his side and give the camera a sultry look. The girls finally untwine themselves from Stygian and he leads them down to ringside. Once there, Lilith steps in front of him, Lilah behind. Lilith runs her hands up his chest and down to his arms, and undoes the snaps at his wrist so Lilah can peel off the coat from behind. Lilah hands the coat off, before she and Lilith move to either side of the apron and pull themselves up and do sexy little shimmies before striking a pose. They sit on the ropes and hold them apart. Stygian sets his feet and jumps up onto the ramp from the floor and steps through the ropes. A huge gold chaos star shines down on the ring form overhead. Stygian kneels in the middle of it, one fist pressed to the mat. Then he lifts that fist to the sky to a chorus of boos from the fans, and the lights come on and the music cuts. Stygian retreats to his corner to await his opponent.

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

The lights switch on bright and a loud happy cheering plays, as soon as Tyson walks down the ramp the cheering fades and the lights turn grey, 10s by Pantera plays but in a classic and old remix version.

Heather Thompson- From The Forgotten City…Weighing in at 229 pounds…He is the reigning and defending High Impact Champion…Tyson Rowle!

Rick- Tyson Rowle has been on quite the slide in recent weeks

Matt- Yup, but Tyson has been known to step his game up when the heat is on. And the heat doesn’t get much hotter than when you have to defend your title against a monstrous man like Stygian

Tyson walks down to the ring holding his head down, he climbs through the middle ropes and pulls his hood back to reveal his face. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell




Fans Bring the Weapons Match
IWF High Impact Championship
Tyson Rowle (C) [vs.] Stygian

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Tyson Rowle attempts to rush in and deliver a combination of jabs and hooks. Stygian just stands tall and looks down at Tyson Rowle, who is attempting to punch Stygian in the gut. Stygian laughs at Tyson Rowle as tries to double Stygian over

Rick- Look at Stygian, just sitting there and laughing at Tyson Rowle

Matt- This is going to be a long match for TRo…

Stygian cocks his fist back and delivers a crushing straight right hand to the jaw of Tyson Rowle, causing Tyson Rowle to fall to one knee. Stygian reaches down and grabs Tyson Rowle by the throat. Stygian Lifts Tyson Rowle high in the air and holds him there for a few moments, before bringing Tyson Rowle down on Stygian’s knee

Rick- Chokeslam backbreaker

Matt- Ouch…

Stygian leans down and drags Tyson Rowle up to his feet. Stygian reels Tyson Rowle in and lifts Tyson Rowle up in the powerbomb position. Stygian runs forward and throws Tyson Rowle back first into the corner turnbuckle, causing Tyson Rowle to smash face first into the canvas from the impact. Stygian turns and looks out into the audience

Stygian
GIVE ME SOMETHING TO HIT THIS DUMBASS BRIT WITH!

Rick- Oh shit…

Matt- INCOMING!!!!

Liliah and Lilith run to the announcer’s position and hide as chairs, chains, and road signs are thrown into the ring as the audience members gleefully throw their weapons into the ring. Stygian takes a few steps back as chairs begin to dominate the weapons in the ring. The camera zooms in on Tyson Rowle, who is just lying motionless in the ring as an array of weapons begin to pile on top of him

Rick- This is anarchy!

Matt- Fuck the UK! ANARCHY IN PORTLAND FTW!

Stygian grabs a length of chain and turns and looks over at Tyson Rowle, who is half buried under a mountain of steel chairs and road signs. Stygian walks over to Tyson Rowle gingerly, trying to avoid losing his footing on the mountain of weapons in the ring. Stygian clears a section of the ring of weapons, leaving a path to the ring ropes as he walks over to where Tyson Rowle is starting to stir. Stygian leans down and picks Tyson Rowle up and props Tyson Rowle in the corner. Stygian wraps the length of chain around his wrist and cocks his fist back. Stygian lunges forward, putting his entire bodyweight behind the punch as his fist wrapped in chain collides with Tyson Rowle’s skull

Rick- HOLY SHIT!

Matt- Stygian just put Tyson Rowle’s lights right the fuck OUT!

Stygian tosses the chain aside and looks at the pile of chairs. Stygian looks at Liliah and Lilith on the outside of the ring and motions for them to walk around the ring closer to him

Rick- Stygian is directing his associates Liliah and Lilith

Matt- What could big Styg have in mind here?

Lilith and Liliah hop up on the ring apron and Stygian begins issuing orders to them. The two girls hop down from the ring apron and, working together, they manage to dislodge the steel ring steps and drag them to the middle of the mats outside the ring. The two girls then rummage around under the ring and eventually take out a table covered in cheese graters

Rick- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!

Matt- Apparently a table…covered in cheese graters

Rick- WHO THE HELL IS IN CHARGE OF PUTTING SHIT UNDER THE RING?! SHADOW DEMON?!

Lilith and Liliah place the table covered in cheese graters over the steel steps and them shout up to Stygian in the ring. Stygian smiles wickedly as he leans down and grabs a few chairs and road signs and sets them up into a massive pile in the middle of the ring. Stygian then seats Tyson Rowle up on the top rope before climbing up to the top rope himself

Rick- Oh god…

Matt- This isn’t gonna end well…

Stygian hooks Tyson Rowle’s head and leaps backwards, delivering a crushing Edgecution to Tyson Rowle that spikes Tyson’s head right into the massive pile of steel chairs and road signs. Both men plunge into the pile of mangled steel

“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”

Rick- HOLY SHIT INDEED!

Matt- Woah…

The ref begins to sift through the pile of steel chairs and road signs, looking for signs of Tyson or Stygian. Eventually Stygian begins to throw chairs from off of him as he manages to climb to his feet. Stygian pounds his chest three times as he turns his rage filled gaze to a pile of steel chairs. Stygian throws the chairs aside and grabs the ankle of Tyson Rowle

Rick- Oh come on now…Stygian isn’t even going for a pin…

Matt- Stygian wants to not only become the new High Impact Champion, he wants to send a message!

Stygian leans down and drags Tyson Rowle over to the ring ropes. Stygian leans down and lifts Tyson Rowle up to his feet. Stygian then lifts Tyson Rowle up in the military press position. Stygian climbs over the top rope, keeping Tyson Rowle positioned above his head. Stygian looks down at the table covered in cheese graters positioned over the steel ring steps. Stygian suddenly drops Tyson Rowle down and delivers a crushing spinebuster off of the ring apron that sends Tyson Rowle through the table covered in cheese graters and spine first onto the steel steps

“HOLY SHIT!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”

Rick- …

Matt- …

The ref looks down at the carnage and notices that Stygian is laying on top of Tyson Rowle. In the ring, the ref drops down and counts

-1-
-2-
-3-

[Ding, Ding, Ding,]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner and NEW HIGH IMPACT CHAMPION…STYGIAN!

Stygian picks up his title, and motions for a microphone. He smirks as he stands in the ring, holding the mic.

Stygian
And to all of you who thought I wouldn’t beat Tyson Rowle tonight?

He holds up his newly won title.

Stygian
I told you so!

Stygian smirks, soaking in the boos of the crowd.

Stygian
But…there is one man in particular I hope watched this match.

He moves to the ropes, leaning over them, pointing to a man in the front row. The camera turns to show James Shark sitting in the front row, shaking his head.

Matt – DUDE!

Rick – James Shark, ladies and gentlemen! He’s been enjoying the IWF PPV here tonight…and I think Stygian is taking exception to it.

Stygian
Yes, yes, the great James Shark. Everyone’s favorite token black man, James Shark. The former IWF Champion, the former Full Throttle Champion, James Shark. You know what title you never held, Shark?

Stygian raises the High Impact Championship.

Stygian
Let’s be honest, Shark. You left because you knew your career had hit its peak. You left IWF because that half-assed reign that you called your IWF Title Run? That was the highlight of your entire career. That was the best you’d ever get.

Stygian smirks.

Stygian
But me? I’m different. As the new High Impact Champion, I’m going to show the world what a champion is SUPPOSED to look like. I’m going to continue to win. Continue to dominate. Continue to do what you failed to do, Shark…and that’s defend the-

Shark jumps over the rail, and slides into the ring.

Matt – Stygian just prodded the sleeping Shark!

Rick – Shark doesn’t look amused!

Shark stands, staring at Stygian. Stygian smirks, standing toe to toe with Shark, towering over him.

Rick – Big size difference here. Shark is not a physically imposing athlete…but his fists are lethal weapons. He’s won more matches by knockout than any other star in IWF.

Matt – Stygian knows what he’s getting into.

Shark slowly backs down from Stygian, who smiles. Without warning, Shark turns, cocking his fist back and landing a massive right hook to Stygian’s face. Stygian stumbles to the ropes, leaning against them. He looks at Shark, surprised, as Shark climbs to the top rope, posing for the crowd. Stygian slides out of the ring, staring at Shark, shaking his head.

Matt – Shark completely rocked Stygian with that punch!

Rick – I can guarantee he didn’t expect something so powerful from someone Shark’s size!

Matt – DUDE! JAMES SHARK IS BACK!

The show shows Shark leaning over the corner, poiting at Stygian, and raising his right fist as the show cuts to commercial.

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Jealous, Alison?

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The show returns to Sean Libby and Libra standing in the ring.

Heather Thompson – The following is a one-fall match! Introducing at this time-

“Ding Dong Song” starts to play.

Rick – Sweet Jesus, why?

Matt – Gunther in the house!

Gunther walks down the ramp, followed by two of his Sunshine Girls. He climbs into the ring, and stares at Sean for a moment. Without warning, he kicks Sean straight to the balls, causing Sean to keel over. Gunther turns to see Libra run at him. Gunther delivers another kick straight to the crotch, dispatching Libra.

Matt – I guess this match is cancelled.

Gunther calls for the Sunshine Girls, who climb into the ring and run to him. Gunther smiles, but his celebration is suddenly interrupted.

Take a look across this vast uncharted battlefield
You still don't know your enemy
A bunch of pissed off freaks with infinite mad skills
And a newfound taste for blood

Rick – Wait a minute…

Connor O’Shannon charges down the ramp to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope.

Matt – CONNOR O’SHANNON!

Rick – TWO huge returns in one night?!

Connor runs to Gunther. Gunther sends off a kick, but Connor catches his foot. He lifts Gunther onto his shoulder, then drives him headfirst into the mat.

Matt – END GAME!

Libra and Libby get to their feet and charge Connor. Connor catches Libby by the throat, and lifts him in the air before chokeslamming him to the mat.

Rick – Shamrock Driver!

Libra pulls Connor to his feet. Connor drives his knee into Libra’s stomach and lifts him in the air before slamming him hard on his back.

Matt – BOOM GOES TH’DYNAMITE!

Rick – I’m amazed you managed to pronounce that correctly.

Connor roars, holding his fists in the air. He crowd cheers loudly as Connor points to the IWF Logo hanging over the stage.

Connor O’Shannon
I’M BACK IN TH’IWF!!!

The camera shows Connor posing for the crowd before cutting to backstage, where Apex sits in their locker room.

Jason Hawk
I’m just saying. You seem a bit off lately. You haven’t been talking as much, and you always look pissed about something.

Chuck stares at him for a moment, then shakes his head and looks away.

Chuck Matthews
Whatever.

Jason Hawk
It’s not a whatever. We have a title match tonight, and we need to make sure BOTH of us are on our games!

Katrina Costick
In his defense, Chuck has been the one winning matches lately. So what if he’s a little quiet?

Alison Williams
Jason is right though. You need to tell us what’s wrong, Chucky.

Chuck looks around at the group of them.

Chuck Matthews
Listen to Kat. My personal life is my business, not yours. So long as I keep going out there and winning matches, this shouldn’t be a concern to any of you. So deal with it.

He looks at Alison and Ashley.

Chuck Matthews
Speaking of matches, don’t you two have one?

Alison stands up, smiling.

Alison Williams
I got it.

Chuck Matthews
Don’t fuck this up.

Ashley rolls her eyes, and opens the locker room door.

Ashley Matthews
Let’s go, Ali.

The two leave, letting the door close behind them.

Jason Hawk
Did she just call her Ali?

The camera cuts back to the ring, where Heather Thompson stands.

Heather Thompson – The following is for the New Blood Championship, and it will be…

Heather looks up to the screen. The three options for the title match are shown. Strobe lights begin flashing as the bars next to each poll slowly fill up.

Texas Bullrope – 13%
Suit & Tie/Bra & Panties – 46%
Falls Count Anywhere – 40%

Rick – Close call!

Matt – ALISON IN HER UNDERWEAR FTW!

Heather Thompson – A Suit & Tie, Bra & Panties Match! To win, the competitor must strip his or her opponent down to their underwear. Introducing first…

The lights goes out, with only a bright spotlight shinning on the stage area. As "Turn The Page" by Metallica begins to play, Aric's titantron video starts playing as well.

On a long and lonesome highway,
east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines
moanin' out it's one old song
You can think about the woman,
or the girl you knew the night before

The lights begins to flicker between white and green as smoke shoots from the titantron down to the floor of the stage area.

But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'

As the song picks up Aric Voss makes his way out to a mix reaction (mainly boos) from the sold out crowd. He stands in the smoke shooting from above him, he's wearing a black suit and coat, complete with a red tie.

The way they always do
When you're ridin' 16 hours,
and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
you just wish the trip was through

As the crowd continues with their mixed reaction filled with boos for the man known as The Serial Executioner, Aric Voss makes his way out of the smoke and down the ramp as the spotlight continues to follow him. The green and white lights continue to flicker around him, as the rest of the arena is pretty much remains in darkness.

Here I am, on the road again,
there I am, up on the stage
There I go, playin' star again,
there I go, turn the page

The Voss heads up the steel steps and enters the square circle. The lights continue to flicker as Aric Voss heads to the first set of the turnbuckles and raise both arms in the air as he receive a good pop filled with boos yet again from the crowd. Aric turns around and goes to the opposite end of the ring and climbs the turnbuckles and just like before raise both arms with his hands in a fist as he gets yet another mix reaction from the IWF fans.

So you walk into this restaurant,
uh strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you,
as you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you,
but you just want to explode
Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk,
other times you can

Aric Voss walks over to the third turnbuckle as he signals to the referee to get the hell out of his way. He climbs the turnbuckles and for the third time raise both his arms in the air. Aric comes off and walks across the square circle and one more time climbs the turnbuckle as he raise both his arms in the air.

All the same old cliché's,
is it woman, is it man
And you always seem outnumbered,
you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

More boos and a few cheers here and there from the crowd as Aric stays a little longer on this turnbuckle as he stairs at the crowd. After a few seconds of staring at the fans Aric gets off the turnbuckle. The lights returns to normal as his theme song continues to play.

Ah But here I am, on the road again,
there I am, up on the stage
Here I go, ah playin' star again,
there I go, turn the page
Woah

Aric raises the New Blood Championship in the air, then hands it to the referee.

Heather Thompson – From Foxborough, Massachusetts, weighing 247 pounds…he is the current New Blood Champion…ARIC VOSS!

Rick – He defeated the seemingly unstoppable reign of Steel Angel last month, and since then…well, it’s been a repeat of his career thus far.

Matt – Voss is unstoppable. He’s a force to be reckoned with! Mark my words man, that’s a future IWF Champion right there.

“Bass Down Low” by DEV starts playing throughout the arena. Alison Williams walks out from behind the curtain, wearing plain street clothes. She’s followed closely by Ashley Matthews. The two make their way to the ring, and Alison steps between the ropes, staring at Voss. She raises her arms, looking at the audience, then turns to face Aric.

Heather Thompson – And the challenger…From Miami, Florida, weighing tonight at 120 pounds…ALISON WILLIAMS!

Rick – Alison replacing Rawrlurb here tonight after the latter was found mysteriously attacked in her hotel room.

Matt – We wish Miss Lurb a speedy recovery.

The referee looks at Alison, then at Aric, before calling for the bell.



[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Alison runs towards Voss and grabs at his coat. Voss shoves her away. Alison frowns, and runs back towards him. Aric tries to sidestep her, but she jumps onto his back, holding on tight.

Rick – The way to win this match is to strip your opponent to their underwear. Seriously. Is there any wrestling skill involved here?

Matt – You know what’s interesting? Ashley is serving as Alison’s manager due to her alignment with Apex. But Ashley won the Mini Valhalla match earlier tonight…whoever wins this match here, fights Ashley at the next event!

Voss tries to shake Alison off. Alison reaches around Voss’s neck, grabbing his tie. She drops off Voss, pulling on the tie, choking him out. Voss tugs at his tie, his face starting to turn pink.

Rick – Aric Voss is being strangled! By his own tie!

Voss rips at the tie, letting it tear off him. Alison throws his tie to the mat and grabs him by the neck of his coat. Aric shakes her off, losing his suit coat in the process.

Matt – That’s already two articles of clothing he’s lost. COME ON VOSS!

Rick – You’re cheering for Aric? I thought you were all aboard the Apex bandwagon?

Matt – Dude. Alison Williams in her underwear.

Rick – Point taken.

Aric turns to face Alison. She runs at him, but Aric trips her up, sending Alison to the mat. Aric flips Alison onto her back and pins her to the ground. He grabs her shoes, forcing each one of her feet. Alison kicks and thrashes, pounding on Aric’s back. Aric grabs Alison’s jeans, trying to force them off. He yanks at them, ripping them almost in two.

Matt – You know, if there wasn’t a match going on, someone would call the cops.

Ashley slides into the ring and sends a vicious kick straight to the back of Aric’s head. Aric stumbles off Alison, holding the back of his head.

Rick – Can she do that?

Matt – I don’t think this match has any disqualifications…so yeah, I guess she can!

Ashley helps Alison to her feet, and glances down. Alison follows her gaze, then immediately looks up at Voss, who dangles her jean shorts in front of him. Alison screams and charges him. Aric tries to fend her off, but she claws at him, ripping at his shirt. Alison tears it apart, ripping Voss’s shirt to shreds, leaving only his sleeves intact. Ashley slides out of the ring and makes her way to the timekeeper’s table.

Rick – Alison is PISSED.

Matt – What is Ashley doing?

Ashley grabs the New Blood title from the table and slides into the ring behind Voss. Aric tres to defend himself from Alison’s furious attack. He finally catches her arms, and lifts her onto his shoulder. Alison continues to scratch and tear at Aric’s sleeves. Aric turns around and is immediately blasted in the face by the New Blood Title, taking Voss to the mat. Alison falls on top of him. Ashley slides out of the ring as Alison unbuttons Aric’s pants, pulling them off.

Rick – I bet she’s used to that.

Alison rips apart Voss’s sleeves, tossing his shredded shirt aside. She stands up, looking at her handiwork. She bends over, pulls at Aric’s shoes, managing to get them off his feet.

Matt – I think she’s about to do it!

Rick – Ashley cost Voss the New Blood Title!

Alison tears off Voss’s other shoe, and tosses it out of the ring.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner…and the NEW New Blood Champion…ALISON WILLIAMS!!

The referee hands Alison the New Blood Title. She stares at it for a moment, then holds it high in the air. She turns to see Ashley slide into the ring.

Rick – Uh oh…Meet your new number one contender, Alison!

Matt – Things are about to heat up!

Ashley and Alison stare at each other for a moment. Finally, Ashley runs, leaping on top of Alison and wrapping her legs around her. Alison catches her, and the two kiss in the middle of the ring.

Rick – Whoa…did NOT see that coming…

Matt – I was right. Things DID heat up! HA!

Alison and Ashley slide out of the ring, Alison carrying Ashley up the ramp, both of them staring at Voss, lying in his underwear in the ring.

Rick – So….Ashley faces Alison at the next event, and they’re…SOMEONE REWIND! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON ANYMORE?!

Matt – Apex is so great.

The camera cuts to the hallways, where Chuck Matthews and Jason Hawk are walking towards the curtain, holding their titles. Chuck pauses, staring at something off screen. Hawk raises his eyebrow, then looks at it as well. He slaps Chuck’s shoulder, and points ahead. Chuck slowly nods, and continues walking. The camera slowly turns to show a man leaning up against the wall, his face hidden in shadow.

Rick – Speaking of Apex, those two men, Jason Hawk and Chuck Matthews, will be in action tonight.

Matt – They defend their IWF Tag Team Championships against Dan Alexander and a partner YOU PEOPLE chose for him! Apex! Alexander! NEXT!

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IWF Would like to offer their congratulations to former star Christopher Matthews for his recent engagement to Miss Colleen Meadows.



No. Seriously. That’s her.

Congratulations, Chris.
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The show returns to Heather standing in the ring once again.

Rick – It’s time. Apex in action!

Matt – The best team ever made in the world!

Heather Thompson – The following is a one-fall tag match, and it is for the IWF Tag Team Championships!

The Apex Logo appears on the screen before fading into a shot of Chuck’s smirking face. The face is engulfed in a shadow, showing only his sunken eyes and wicked smile. The scene cuts to a picture of Jason Hawk holding his hand in a gun shape, pointing it at his head, then pulling the trigger. Fireworks erupt on the stage, and Apex walks out from behind the curtain.

Cast out the storm in my head I've tripped and fell in
Caught in my conscience again
I try to push it away

“World to Burn” by Rev Theory plays through the arena. Chuck pauses halfway down the ramp, as Jason drops to his knees, further down the ramp. Jason holds his arms out to the side as Chuck raises his arms in the air. Fireworks erupt in a line, firing back and forth for a moment.

I am, one in a million. I am
I am, one in a million.
You can thank your lucky stars it'll fall to this part
Cause I am, I am, one in a million,
One in a million.

Monty Are I’s “One in a Million” interrupts Chuck’s theme, as the two men walk down the ramp to the ring, followed closely by Kat Costick. Jason races to the apron, leaping up to it, and climbing the top rope, while Chuck slides beneath the bottom rope, then holds it open for Kat.

In case you forget I’ll boldly just let it all fade
Search the silence
I can’t believe all the lies that you tell me I break

Chuck climbs the opposite corner, and performs his Original Sin pose as Jason strikes his Hawk pose. Both men simultaneously lower one arm, while raising the other high in the air. The crowd follows suit, raising their fists to Apex.

It’s heating up the tension, thick, so thick
I’m like a wolf huffing down the bricks
Two words, and I can let them burn and burn
No time for this, you’ve got a lot to learn

So I’m taking a stand,
It’s your last second chance

Chuck and Jason hop off the corners, and wait for their opponents.

Heather Thompson – Introducing at this time…at a combined weight of 430 pounds…they are the current IWF Tag Team Champions……APEX!!!

Rick – They call themselves the Highlights of Sunday Nights, and the team that other companies were afraid to make.

Matt – With their individual track records, these two men are dangerous. Together, they’ll be unstoppable!

The sound of burning is heard for a few seconds then a pair of loud booming fireworks explode on the sides of the stage. The video starts playing.

I’ll tell you now you can’t win this
You’re way too slow

Dan casually walks out onto the stage.

I’ll tell you now I’m gonna take this
Did you come here to watch me, watch me burn?

Dan stops at the ramp looks around.

I’ll let it show that
I’m not always hiding
Come all the way down
And watch me burn

He pounds his heart with his fists then points down the ring riling up the fans. They cheer him on.

I won’t let it show that
I’m not always flying
So on the way down
I’ll watch you burn

He continues to walk down the ramp and up the steps and through the ropes

So let me know just how to take this
You’re way too cold

He puts a hand on the top rope and walks forward skimming his hand on the top rope until he almost reaches a corner and he makes a throwing a skipping pebble gesture which makes him turn his backs on the ropes and rebound off of them.

Now show me how before it breaks me
Did you come here to watch me, watch me burn

I won’t let it show that
I’m not always flying
So on the way down
I’ll watch you burn

The music slowly fades out.

Heather Thompson – Introducing their opponent…from Thousand Oaks, California, weighing 220 pounds…DAN ALEXANDER!!

Matt – Dan Alexander got his match a couple weeks ago after dispatching not one, but BOTH members of Apex, in one night!

Rick – Johnny offered the fans the option to pick his partner, and it was revealed on IWF.com that the fans have voted for a mystery partner! Not even Dan knows who his partner is going to be!

Dan looks to the entrance, waiting.

Heather Thompson – Introducing Dan’s partner…

The opening to “One Step Closer” begins to play all throughout the arena, as all the lights dim and right/blue spotlights circle around the stage. As the first verse is sung, Bryan Blaze enters from behind the curtain, and is instantly showered with nothing but the utmost hatred and excessively loud boos from the crowd in attendance. He wears a jacket on his upper body along with his regular ring attire, with the now defunct Triple Crown Championship around his waist.

I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway

Just like before...

Blaze struts down the ramp as fans continue to pelt him with hate and obscenities. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he drops to his knees as pyro erupts all around/inside the ring.

Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break

I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again

Blaze circles around the ring, until he gets to the far ring steps. He quickly steps up them and onto the ring apron. Blaze then climbs the second turnbuckle and outstretches his arms in a taunt on the crowd.

Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up

I’m about to break!


Blaze now climbs to the top turnbuckle and then front-flips into the ring, landing on one knee and pointing to the rafters, as the fans continue to boo, and "Attack" comes to an end.

Heather Thompson – From Sydney, Nova Scotia, weighing 195 pounds…BRYAN BLAZE!!

Matt – DID THIS JUST HAPPEN?!

Rick – THREE big returns in ONE night?! We hit a JACKPOT tonight!

Matt – Not only that, but Bryan Blaze is returning to a huge opportunity. Tag Team Titles, on the line!

The referee looks at the four men. Jason and Dan decide to start the match off. The referee calls for the bell.



[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Jason and Dan circle each other for a moment before closing in. They tie up, and Dan immediately takes Jason down with a judo throw. He drops his elbow on Hawk, and gets to his feet. Jason rolls onto his stomach, only for Dan to stomp down on his back.

“JASON HAWK!” “LET’S GO DAN!” “JASON HAWK!” “LET’S GO DAN!”

Matt – The crowd is split here tonight.

Rick – These fans have really been getting behind Dan Alexander lately, but they still love the fun and games of Jason Hawk.

Jason gets to his feet. Dan throws Jason to the ropes. Jason leaps to the top rope and backflips off. He grabs Dan by the head and plants him into the mat with an inverted DDT.

Matt – That’s why you never let Jason near those ropes!

Rick – One of, in not the greatest high flyer in the business today. Dan needs to keep the Hawk grounded, or there’s no chance of him walking out with those titles.

Jason goes for a quick cover.

-1-

Dan kicks out. Jason gets to his feet, and lifts Dan. He throws Dan to the corner. He runs towards the corner, but Dan drives his elbow into Hawk’s skull. Jason stumbles back as Dan runs up behind him. He grabs Jason’s head, taking him down with a bulldog. Dan scrambles to his feet, stalking Hawk. He lifts Hawk to his feet. Hawk punches Dan straight to the stomach, getting Dan to let go. Jason pulls Dan in, lifting him in a suplex. Dan knees Jason to the face, and breaks free, landing behind him. Dan looks around, and slaps Bryan’s hand. The crowd erupts into cheers as Blaze vaults over the top rope. He runs at Jason, who grabs Bryan by the arm, taking him down with a hiptoss. Bryan rolls with the toss, getting to his feet and running to the corner. He drives his forearm into Chuck’s face, sending him to the mat outside.

Matt – Chuck down!

Rick – Now it’s Bryan against Hawk. High flyer against high flyer!

Blaze turns to face Hawk. Bryan charges, throwing a clothesline. Jason ducks it. Bryan hits the opposite ropes and comes running back. Jason leapfrogs over Bryan. Bryan rebounds yet again, and leaps in the air. Jason goes for a crossbody at the same time as Bryan. The two men collide in midair, and fall to the mat.

Matt – Both men down!

Bryan looks to the corner, where Dan reaches for the tag. Jason turns to see Chuck climbing back to the apron, yelling at him to tag him in. Bryan reaches Dan, and gets the tag. Dan climbs between the ropes and dives on top of Jason, driving his elbows into his spine. Dan grabs Jason’s ankle, dragging him away from the corner, to the center of the ring. Jason rolls onto his back, and plants his foot on Dan’s chest, kicking him away. He kips to his feet and turns towards Chuck. Dan races after Jason, and elbows him to the back of the head. Dan throws Jason towards the ropes. Jason holds on, preventing the rebound. Dan charges, and Jason lifts himself up with the ropes, kicking Dan to the jaw. Jason leaps to the top rope and jumps off, grabbing Dan’s head and taking him down with a bulldog. Jason scrambles to his feet. Dan grabs Dan’s ankle, preventing the tag yet again.

Rick – This is smart fighting by Dan. Prevent Hawk from getting the tag. Wear the high-flyer down, keep him grounded. Make it a handicap match.

Matt – But what happens when Hawk gets the tag, and they have to contend with Chuck Matthews?

Rick – Something tells me they haven’t planned that far ahead.

Dan gets to his feet, still holding on to Jason’s foot. Jason hops on one leg for a moment, then leaps in the air, looking to kick Dan in the skull. Dan ducks the kick, and releases Jason’s leg, causing him to crash to the mat. Dan grabs Jason’s arm, dragging him to his corner. He tags in Bryan. Bryan climbs to the top rope as Dan lifts Jason to his shoulders. Bryan leaps off the top rope, grabbing Jason’s head and bringing the three men crashing down.

Matt – Dan and Bryan are wrestling like a well-oiled machine right now.

Rick – I don’t know what their game plan is, but Apex needs to step it up, and fast, if they want to win.

Jason slowly gets to his feet. He lifts Bryan to his feet and hooks his arms before driving him to the mat.

Matt – WINGS OF TIME!

Jason goes for the pin.

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Dan stomps on Jason’s back, breaking the pin.

Rick – Damn!

Jason gets to his feet, looking at Dan. He gets up, staring at Dan, who retreats to his corner. Bryan crawls up behind Jason and rolls him up.

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Jason barely manages to get his shoulder up.

Rick – Close call!

Bryan gets to his feet. He throws Jason to the ropes. Chuck slaps Jason on the back as Jason hits the ropes. Jason rebounds off, grabbing Bryan and throwing him to the ropes instead. Bryan springboards off, spinning around and hitting a massive enzuigiri on Jason.

Matt – HEATWAVE!

Bryan hooks Jason’s legs. The referee doesn’t count, motioning that there was a tag made.

Rick – Bryan didn’t see that Chuck tagged himself in!

Bryan gets to his feet, looking at the ref. The referee makes a clapping sound, signaling the tag. Bryan shakes his head and turns around, and is taken to the mat with a big clothesline from Chuck. Chuck moves to the corner and looks back at Bryan. He bounces off the top rope, flipping in a corkscrew before landing across Bryan’s midsection.

Matt – Second City Splash!

Rick - The Smartest Man in Wrestling strikes again!

Chuck goes for the pin.

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Dan pulls Chuck off Blaze. Chuck gets to his feet, glaring at Dan. Dan slaps Chuck across the face, and moves back to his corner. Chuck storms after Dan.

Matt – Come on, Chuck, focus!

Bryan Blaze slowly gets to his feet. Chuck elbows Dan to the face, and drags him between the ropes. He holds Dan over the mat, Dan’s legs balanced on the middle rope. Chuck spikes Dan’s head into the mat with a DDT, then gets to his feet. He kicks Dan out of the ring, then turns. Bryan Blaze is waiting, and kicks Chuck straight to the gut, then drops him with a DDT. He locks in a guillotine, choking Chuck out.

Matt – COMBUSTION! Center of the ring!

Rick – Chuck’s going to tap! Jason is still out! New Champions!

Chuck tries reaching out for the ropes, but he’s in the middle of the ring. Kat slaps the mat, trying to get the crowd on his side. Jason stirs, rolling onto his stomach to see Chuck trying desperately to escape the hold. Chuck slowly pushes himself off the mat, Bryan still locking in the choke. Chuck gets himself on one knee.

Matt – He’s trying to lift himself off the mat, but Bryan has that hold locked in tight!

Rick – All this time, Bryan is cutting off blood flow to Chuck’s head. That brain of his isn’t going to help him if he’s not getting blood pumping to it!

Chuck roars, and pushes himself to his feet, Bryan still holding on. Chuck moves slowly to the ropes, and dumps Bryan over the top. Bryan falls over the rope, and Chuck grabs hold of it. The referee starts to count.

“1” “2” “3” “4”

Bryan releases the hold, landing on his feet on the apron. He elbows Chuck in the face, causing Chuck to stumble backwards. Bryan leaps to the top rope and jumps off, going for a crossbody. Chuch catches Bryan by the gut in midair, spearing him to the mat.

“HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!”

Matt – HOLLYWOOD IMPACT!

Rick – He picked Blaze out of MIDAIR with a wicked spear!

Dan slides into the ring, but is held back. He turns to see Steel Angel holding his leg. Steel pulls Dan out of the ring, and clotheslines him to the mat. He lifts Dan to his feet and throws him to the announcer’s table, sending Dan sliding across it, into the Spanish commentators. In the ring, Chuck drops for the pin.

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Rick – Come on! Not this way!




[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here are your winners, and STILL the IWF Tag Team Champions…The team of Jason Hawk and Chuck Matthews…APEX!!!

The referee hands Chuck and Jason their titles. Kat applauds them as the two men raise their titles high in the air.

Matt – Another victory for these two men!

Rick – Since teaming up, these two guys can’t be beat!

The two men climb the opposite corners, raising their titles to the cheers of the crowd. A large muscular man jumps the guard railing, and slides into the ring.

Matt – What the fuck?

The man positions himself under Chuck, grabbing him and pulling him off the corner. He carries Chuck to the center of the ring, then drives him to the mat with a massive powerbomb that shakes the ring.

Rick – Who the hell?!

Matt – I don’t know who this guy is, but he just knocked Chuck the FUCK OUT!

Jason turns to see Chuck laid out. He jumps down, going after the man. The man slides out of the ring and slowly begins retreating up the ramp, smirking at Apex. Jason and Kat rush to Chuck’s side, trying to help him to his feet as the show goes to commercial.

The show returns from commercial with Heather Thompson in the middle of the ring

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen. The following match is a Glass tables match! Introducing first…

Ain't No Grave plays as Syco-Angel walks out from the back Syco-Angel stops at the top of the ramp as the light all turn on. Syco-Angel looks out at the crowd and smiles as the lights all go out again and turn back on with Syco-Angel standing in the middle of the ring.

Heather Thompson – From Death Valley, the Syco-Angel!

Rick – Putting Syco in any match with tables involved is a bad idea. Nobody can lift him up to get him through a table!

Matt – Steel’s going to have to figure something out fast.

[center]Dispite the lies that your making

He then stands at 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. He then tilts his head from side to side and he gets ready for his match.

Rick – Steel looks ready to go here, which surprises me. I’d be shitting my pants if I were in there with the Syco Angel right now

Matt – Well that’s why you’re behind the announcers table, right Rick?

Rick – Touché

The referee pushes both men back to their corners, before signalling for the bell.


Glass Tables Match
Steel Angel [vs] Syco-Angel

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Steel Angel circles around Syco-Angel, who stands in the middle of the ring, not moving. Steel Angel runs at Syco and kicks him in the side of the knee. Syco reaches out tries to punch Steel Angel, who dodges it. Steel Angel kicks Syco again, this time in the side. Syco Angel moves forward to clothesline Steel Angel, who ducks under it.

Rick – Steel Angel using his martial arts background here to duck and dodge Syco’s strikes

Matt – Did you know that Steel Angel created his own style of martial arts! That’s pretty cool if you ask me

Steel Angel spins around and dropkicks Syco in the back. Syco stumbles into the ropes. He slowly turns around as Steel Angel jumps and tries to take him out with a flying crossbody. Syco catches Steel Angel and walks to the center of the ring. Syco lifts Steel Angel up over his head. Syco throws Steel Angel up in the air behind him, causing Steel Angel to land on his chest.

Rick – What a drop by Syco!

Matt – Steel Angel must have fallen from almost fifteen feet in the air!

Rick – Only Syco can throw someone higher than a basketball net and a half

Syco turns around and grabs Steel Angel again. Syco picks up Steel Angel over his head. Again Syco drops him behind his back. This time, Steel Angel lands on his feet. Steel Angel runs and bounces off the ropes. Syco slowly turns around, as Steel Angel dives and drives a shoulder into the knee of Syco, taking him down to one knee. Steel Angel stands up and kicks Syco in the side. Steel Angel bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Syco in the chest, knocking him onto his back.

Rick – Wow! Steel Angel got Syco down to the ground!

Matt – And that’s huge Rick, if there’s one thing we know, its that the bigger they are, the harder they fall

Steel Angel begins to stomp on Syco’s body. Steel Angel grabs the back of Syco’s leg and begins to stomp on it as well. Steel Angel walks over to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Steel Angel bounces a bit, then jumps off and tries to elbow drop Syco, who rolls out of the way. Steel Angel drives his elbow into the match and begins to roll around the mat. Syco stands up and begins to stomp on Steel Angel.

Rick – Syco has taken back some of that momentum that Steel took from him

Matt – But can he sustain it? Steel has been doing pretty well this entire match, I can’t see him just losing all the momentum just like that

Syco runs to the ropes and bounces off of them. He jumps up and drops a knee to the head of Steel Angel. Syco picks up the squirming body of Steel Angel. Syco whips Steel Angel into the corner. Syco charges at Steel Angel, who dives out of the way. Syco smashes into the corner turnbuckles and stumbles backwards, holding his chest. Steel Angel runs at him and chop blocks him in the back of the knee. Syco topples over and crashes hard on his back.

Rick – Steel Angel takes Syco down again!

Matt – Steel Angel is not letting Syco get anything significant done in this match. He’s all over him like Ashley on Alison!

Rick – You would bring that up

Steel Angel waits as Syco slowly stands up. Steel Angel runs at him and tries to take him down with a crossbody. Syco catches him again, and this time throws him over his back and out of the ring. Steel Angel lands right on top of a glass table, which cracks but doesn’t break.

Rick – Syco wins?!

Matt – No the table just cracked!

Rick – Man these glass tables must be pretty strong

Steel Angel rolls off of the table as Syco slides out of the ring. Syco goes to pick Steel Angel up, but Steel Angel knees him in the stomach. Steel Angel stumbles towards the ring apron and falls down. Steel Angel reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. He holds the chair tight to his chest as Syco walks over to him and throws him into the ring.

Rick – I don’t think Syco knows that Steel has that chair

Matt – He totally doesn’t! Steel is going to destroy him with it!

Syco climbs into the ring and walks over to Steel Angel, who is crawling away. As Syco grabs a hold of him, Steel Angel turns and swings the steel chair as hard as he can, smashing Syco in the head. Syco stumbles backwards as Steel Angel hits him with the steel chair again. Steel Angel throws the steel chair at Syco, and then dropkicks it into Syco’s chest. Syco falls back into the ropes.

Rick – Steel Angel is putting on a clinic here today, just picking Syco apart

Matt – And he was smart enough to grab a weapon. It’s not easy beating a giant without one, so why not help yourself out a little?

Steel Angel begins to unload punches and kicks to the body and head of Syco, who tries to cover up. Steel Angel runs back and rebounds off the ropes. He tries one more time to hit a crossbody. This time he’s successful, as both he and Syco topple over the top rope and outside the ring. Both men lay on the ground as the referee begins to check on both men.

Rick – Steel finally hits that flying crossbody!

Matt – And out the the ring floor they go!

Syco slowly stands to his feet. He walks over to Steel Angel and picks him up. Syco grabs onto Steel Angel’s arm and whips him hard into the steel steps. Steel Angel crashes shoulder first into the steps. Syco walks over to him and picks him up. Syco places Steel Angel on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. Syco walks over to one of the glass tables and stares at it.

Rick – Syco has some bad intentions here

Matt – This would be a huge steal here, Steel has been dominating this entire match!

Syco throws Steel Angel off of his shoulders, and tries to spin and drive him through the table. Steel Angel manages to get his feet under him, and lands on the glass table with his feet. Steel Angel runs off the table and spears Syco into the ring apron. Syco falls down holding his back, as Steel Angel rolls off to the side and leans up against the ring apron.

Rick – This has been a surprisingly close match, in terms of actually finishing it

Matt – Yeah, so far Syco has had two chances to end this, but Steel has been dominating everything else

Steel Angel gets up and slides into the ring. He grabs the steel chair and turns around to see Syco climbing onto the apron. Steel Angel runs at him and smashes Syco with the chair before he can make it back into the ring. Steel Angel begins to punch Syco in the face. Syco suddenly cocks his fist back and swings with all his might towards the jaw of Steel Angel.

Rick – KABLOOSKIE!

Matt – No, he ducked it!

Steel Angel ducks under the knockout punch by Syco and drops to the ground. Steel Angel pulls himself under the bottom rope to the outside of the ring. Now Steel Angel is standing on the ground, directly underneath the legs of Syco, who is still standing on the apron. Steel Angel lifts his arms up and wraps them around the legs of Syco

Rick – No! Tell me he is not doing what I think he’s doing!

Matt – He’s going to powerbomb Syco!

Steel Angel stands straight up with Syco in a modified powerbomb position. Steel Angel uses all his strength to push Syco off the apron. As Syco begins to fall, Steel Angel uses Syco’s momentum to powerbomb him through the glass table.

Rick -

Matt – He did it!

“HOLY SHIT” “HOLY SHIT” “HOLY SHIT” “HOLY SHIT”

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Glass shards fly everywhere as Syco lies in the broken glass, blood beginning to stain the glass around him. Steel Angel rolls off to the side as the referee calls for help from backstage. Steel Angel slowly slides into the ring as the referee slides in with him and raises his hand in victory.

Rick – WOW!

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner, Steel Angel!

A strange woman in a dark jacket runs down from backstage towards Syco, who has yet to move. She leans down and removes her hood.

Rick – Who is this chick?

Matt – That’s Mandi Davis!

Rick – How do you know that?

Matt – I know every IWF girl

Mandi Davis leans down and whispers something in Syco’s ear. A camera gets close and manages to pick up what she’s saying.

Mandi Davis
קום אלוהים פסיכו. עבור אחיו האמיתי שלך הגיע

Suddenly, the lights go out. When they come back on again, Steel Angel, Syco-Angel and Mandi Davis are all standing in the middle of the ring. The lights turn off again, and this time when they come back on, the three have vanished. The show fades to commercial with an empty ring.

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Yeah...we were just out of ideas

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The show returns with Heather Thompson standing in the ring.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall, and it is for the IWF Championship! Introducing first…

The lights dim as Party Rock Anthem begins to play over the loudspeakers. A single spotlight shines down at the stage, where Brandon Macdonald is raised up through the ground, wearing a large overcoat, with a hood covering his head. He stares at the ground as the music plays.

Party Rock is in the house tonight
Everybody just have a good time
And we gonna make you lose your mind
Everybody just have a good time

Brandon Macdonald throws his hood off and sheds his jacket as pyro explodes behind him. He points to the title on his waist as he walks down the entrance ramp. He slides into the ring and motions for the crowd to cheer.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, hailing from Ottawa, Canada, he is the IWF Champion of the world! Brandon “Mayhem” Macdonald!

Party Rock is in the house tonight
Everybody just have a good time
And we gonna make you lose your mind
We just wanna see you….shake that

Brandon Macdonald starts to shuffle in the center of the ring, dancing around with a grin on his face. He spins around on the ground pops back up to his feet. He stops dancing and holds his title up high in the air as the crowd cheers. Suddenly, the jumbotron cuts to Johnny Electric sitting in his office. A big wheel is shown behind him.

Johnny Electric
Well ladies and gentlemen, it’s about that time. The final match. The main event. The big one. But wait! We still don’t know who Brandon Macdonald’s opponent is, do we?!

A chart appears on the screen, showing the three opponent options. The voting result bars begin to move up and down as timer music plays

Johnny Electric
Will Robbie Hart get his rematch? Or maybe Steel Angel will have to come right back out and fight again! Or will I have to spin this big wheel behind me?

The bars slowly slow down, before coming to a stop.

Johnny Electric
Well would you look at that? What a SHOCKING result. Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the match. Brandon Macdonald…versus…Robbie Hart!

Rick – We’ve got a rematch!

The titantron cuts out as the lights in the jarring anticipating arena, switch instantly to black. The voice of a woman creeps itself over the P.A. system...

"The poor stay poor, the rich get richer It's just so disproportionate"

The heavy rhythm of "Above the Law" by Bad Meets Evil takes the place of the Women's soft voice, as a highlight package of Robbie Hart begins to play on the screen of the Jumbo Tron. The crowd motion in the crowd resembles that of a "wave"... as the crowd all rise to their feet, directing all eyes to the entry way.

"Sometimes life seems so unfortunate ...
That's why I don't give a shit ...
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer ...
It's just so disproportionate ...
You don't know just what I go through ...
That's why I would rather show you ...
Just how far that I can take it ...
Every rule, I'm breakin' it ..."

A figure comes shooting up from the bottom of the stage, as "The Pretty Boy Assassin" stomps his way onto the entrance ramp, causing a huge hurl of Boo's from the audience in attendance. The crowd stand in shock, trying desperatly to get a view of The son of a legend.

"Tear-able, but not rip-able, invincible, I hung invisible ...
Fuckin' mistletoe all over the world, I stuck my ass up under it ...
Now pucker up them lips and kiss it hoes ...
Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go ...
The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches this is no, joke ...
Goin' overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke ...
Cough from all the smoke, I'm tryna stay on fire ...
So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers, I don't love the hose ...
Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face ...
Back in that bitch, smother that little motherfucker 'til it suffocates ...
You! had long enough of a wait ..."

Robbie Hart stands, still taking in the reaction of the crowd. An evil grin begins to spread itself from ear to ear, as he stedily begins to make his way down the entrance ramp. Strutting himself with ozing confidence, Robbie does a slow spin for the IWF cameras to take his figure in.

"Could never be no damn wuss or pussy, never mushy, so you can't squish ...
Nowhere near a toosh, in fact if I jump out a bush ...
In a sneak attack's the only way I say I am-Bush ...
Outlandish, these words are weapons that I brandish ...
Stand-offish to hoes, keep your hands off this ...
Can't top it, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for?
Law? Fuck protocol, I'd holla at this ho, but now my throat is sore ..."

He pauses halfway down the aisle, as Blue and white trails of pyro blasts themselves into the rafters of the errupting arena. Robbie takes this time to pound his chest, boasting the boo's from the fans

"Sometimes life seems so unfortunate ...
That's why I don't give a shit ...
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer ...
It's just so disproportionate ...
You don't know just what I go through ...
That's why I would rather show you ...
Just how far that I can take it ...
Every rule, I'm breakin' it ..."

Sliding into the ring, Robbie rushes himself to the corner of the ring, mounting the turnbuckle as he does so. He pulls the arm straps of his singlet from his shoulders with a forceful tug, before raising his hands to the air throwing up a hart with his hands. Camera flashes light up the dark arena, as it is now hard to seperate the screams of hatered.

Heather Thompson - Introducing next... from Las Vegas NV... standing six feet tall, weighing in at One hundred and seventy three pounds... he is the self proclaimed "Pretty Boy Assassin" ... Ladies and Gentlemen, Robbie... HAAARRRTTTT!!!!!

Robbie leaps from the turnbuckle, and now begins to circle the ring... looking to all parts of the rattling arena. A laugh of pleasantry escapes him, as he hits the ropes, loosening himself up.

"Sometimes life seems so unfortunate ...
That's why I don't give a shit ...
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer ...
It's just so disproportionate ...
You don't know just what I go through ...
That's why I would rather show you ...
Just how far that I can take it ...
Every rule, I'm breakin' it ..."

Robbie now moves himself to the edge of the ring, where he begins to eye down his pray. Slithering through the ring like a snake, he stands in the center of the ring, as a single spotlight beams down onto his frame, spotlighting the The Pretty Boy

As the song fades out, it is replaced by a booing crowd who are at their wits end with Robbie. The lights in the arena kick back on, as the smoke from Robbie's pyro clouds up the arena entrance, and ring. Robbie backs himself to the nearest corner of the ring, and leaning back, props his arms onto the ropes, and places a look of arrogance on his face with a sly smile towards his foe. The fans chant hatred towards him, but Robbie pays no mind, and moves his focus towards Brandon Macdonald

Rick – I gotta think this match favours Robbie. I mean, he’s had this entire time to prepare for the possibility of fighting Brandon. Meanwhile Brandon could have been fighting any person on the IWF roster, so he can’t really prepare

Matt – But Brandon is champ for a reason. I’m sure he’ll think of something.

The referee calls for the bell.



[Ding Ding Ding!]

Brandon Macdonald and Robbie Hart circle each other in the middle of the ring. The two men tie up and fight for position. Brandon Macdonald spins Robbie Hart around and wraps his own arms around Robbie Hart. Brandon Macdonald lifts Robbie Hart up and throws him across the ring with a german suplex. Brandon Macdonald moves towards Robbie Hart and spinning back kicks Robbie Hart in the head. Robbie Hart collapses to the mat.

Rick – What a spinning head kick! Brandon is all over Robbie early on

Matt – I told you he’d be ready!

Brandon Macdonald lifts Robbie Hart to his feet. Brandon Macdonald whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Robbie Hart falls to the ground as Brandon Macdonald motions for him to stand. When Robbie Hart does, Brandon Macdonald runs and spears him hard, taking both men through the ropes and out of the ring. Both men lay on the ground motionless. Brandon Macdonald suddenly spins around and kicks himself up to his feet, as the fans cheer.

Rick – Buckeye Smash by Brandon, taking both men out of the ring.

Matt – Do you think Brandon’s spear is better than Chuck’s?

Brandon Macdonald looks at the steel steps, then to Robbie Hart and smiles. Brandon Macdonald reaches down and lifts Robbie Hart up. Brandon Macdonald hooks both of Robbie Hart’s arms, and twists him around. Brandon Macdonald picks Robbie Hart up in vertabreaker position. Brandon Macdonald walks towards the steps and grins, before walking up onto the steps. Brandon Macdonald then jumps off the steps, and brings Robbie Hart crashing down on the back of his neck, directly onto the steel steps with a vertabreaker.

Rick – Ram Slam! Dedicated to his late brother James Macdonald!

Matt – Right on the steel steps too! I can’t imagine that feels too good.

Brandon Macdonald hops up and rolls into the ring then back out, to break the count. Brandon Macdonald looks down at the motionless Robbie Hart. He smirks and picks him up. Brandon Macdonald drags Robbie Hart over to the Spanish announce table. He throws Robbie Hart onto the table.

Rick – Brandon is looking to completely finish Robbie off here

Matt – I’m sure this wasn’t what Robbie had in mind when he was preparing for this rematch

Brandon Macdonald climbs up and lifts Robbie Hart to his feet. Brandon Macdonald then lifts Robbie Hart to his feet. Brandon Macdonald locks Robbie Hart’s head in a cutter position. Brandon Macdonald jumps and flips backwards, before driving Robbie Hart through the table with a sonjay cutter.

Rick – Scary Monsters N’ Stuff!

Matt – Right through the oh-so-typical Spanish announce table! Why you never not get smashed!?

Both men lie in the table wreckage as the referee begins to count both men. Eventually, Brandon Macdonald gets to his feet. He walks over to Robbie Hart and lifts him up. Brandon Macdonald puts Robbie Hart on his shoulder and carries him to the ring. He dumps Robbie Hart into the ring and climbs in. Brandon Macdonald picks up the limp body of Robbie Hart and places his head between his legs. Brandon Macdonald jumps and flips with Robbie Hart, driving him headfirst into the mat with a flip piledriver.

Rick – Click! Click! Boom!

Matt – This one is over

Rick – I think Robbie is unconscious. And may even have a broken neck

Brandon Macdonald immediately rolls over and locks in a crossface on Robbie Hart. Brandon Macdonald cranks the head of Robbie Hart back. The referee grabs the arm of Robbie Hart and lifts it up. It limply falls back down to the mat. The referee lifts Robbie Hart’s arm up a second time, and again it falls limply to the ground. Brandon Macdonald keeps the pressure on as the referee lets Robbie Hart’s hand fall a third time to the mat. The referee signals for the bell as Brandon Macdonald rolls off of Robbie Hart’s unconscious body.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Rick – Tap-out! Still Champion!

Matt – Brandon proves that there really is no IWF Championship curse!

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner by way of submission, and now, STILL the IWF Heavyweight Champion of the world, Brandon Macdonald!

The referee grabs Brandon Macdonald’s hand and lifts it up in the air as the crowd erupts into cheers. Brandon Macdonald grabs his championship belt and holds it in his other arm. He pulls himself away from the referee and runs onto the turnbuckle, holding the title up in one hand, pointing to the sky with the other.

Rick – His second ever defense, and I know this one feels much better than his first

Matt – He absolutely destroyed Robbie in there. It wasn’t even close

Rick - Brandon Macdonald proves here tonight that he can successfully his title without stacking the odds in his favour

Matt - I would even say the odds were against him a bit, with not knowing who his opponent would be

Brandon Macdonald turns around as Keagan Davis-Brown runs out from backstage and slides into the ring. She jumps on Brandon Macdonald, who catches her. She wraps her legs around him and begins to kiss him as the crowd cheers. Brandon Macdonald uses his hand to hold up the title while kissing her, much to the joy of the fans.

Matt – Who is that girl?! I’ve totally seen her before!

Rick – I’ve been told that it’s his girlfriend. She’s in the porn business

Matt – Oh, that’s where I’ve seen her….

Rick – That’s gotta be awkward

Brandon Macdonald breaks the kiss and smiles at Keagan Davis-Brown, who hops down beside him. She hugs him, and is cut off as I’m On One begins to play over the loudspeakers. Carmine Vestieri walks out with a microphone in hand and begins to walk down the entrance ramp, clapping and smiling as he does so. He climbs into the ring and stands across from Brandon Macdonald and Keagan Davis-Brown.

Rick – Carmine?! What’s he doing here?!

Carmine Vestieri
Now that was a dominant performance if I ever saw one

The crowd cheers as Brandon Macdonald grins at him

Carmine Vestieri
I mean, you just took the number one contender for a ride. Did Robbie even get a single move in?! I don’t think so. Yet another victim to the destruction train that is Brandon Macdonald. And I don’t mean just tonight. Look at all you’ve been doing since you returned from hiatus at From the Ashes. You lost that match, but since then, you’ve been undefeated. Ten wins and one tie. Tell me that’s not impressive everyone?

The crowd cheers as if to answer Carmine’s question.

Carmine Vestieri
But, if I am recalling correctly, I don’t believe that this is even your longest undefeated streak? There was some other streak in some other federation. I believe it lasted seventeen wins?

Brandon Macdonald nods his head in agreement

Carmine Vestieri
Seventeen wins wow. Now THAT is impressive. Especially since that company produced so many great talents. Especially here in the IWF. I mean, it doesn’t take an idiot to see that the most successful people in IWF came straight from the same place you came from.

Chuck Matthews and Jason Hawk walk out from backstage with their tag team titles hanging from their shoulders. Katrina Costick, Ashley Matthews, and Alison Williams, who has her New Blood title over her shoulder as well, follow them. The five members of Apex walk down and climb into the ring. Carmine Vestieri claps for them as they all stare down Brandon Macdonald and Keagan Davis-Brown.

Matt – Apex to the rescue! Go Hawk and Chuck! KAKAAAAA!

Rick – Dear lord…

Chuck Matthews steps forward and stares at Brandon Macdonald, who steps towards him. The two men stare nose to nose for a few moments, as everyone is silent. Suddenly, Brandon Macdonald smirks and extends his hand. Chuck Matthews makes no expression, but shakes Brandon Macdonald’s hand.

Rick – What?! Chuck and Brandon, shaking hands?!

Matt – Brandon is joining Apex! Or something like that

Brandon Macdonald smiles and reaches over to shake Jason Hawk’s hand, who smiles at him. Keagan Davis-Brown walks over and hugs Ashley Matthews, while Chuck Matthews stares over at Carmine Vestieri, who smiles. The eight people in the ring continue to hug and shake hands. Suddenly, Brandon Macdonald, Chuck Matthews, Jason Hawk and Alison Williams each walk to a corner and climb onto the second rope. They all hold up their title as the remaining people in the ring clap for them.

Rick – Wow, this is something else.

Matt – Well you know why they’re teaming up. They were all in…

The four champions hop down and meet back in the middle of the ring, and begin talking again. Suddenly, the sound of Egyptian music blasts out of the house PA system. All the lights in the arena suddenly shut off, as the sound of the Egyptian music grows louder

Rick- What the hell is this?

Matt- Dude…who turned out the lights and turned up the crazy?

Suddenly, words begin to appear on the titantron…

“For we know him who said, "Vengeance is mine; I will repay." And again, "The Lord will judge his people.” ~Hebrews 10:30

The words burn brightly in the darkness of the arena for a few moments before they slowly give way to darkness. The Egyptian music suddenly fades away and silence fills the arena for a few moments before a familiar voice echoes all around

“I’m BBBBAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK”

Kill me with a beat

The sound of “Do You Call My Name?” by Ra roars out of the house speakers as a single light turns on at the top of the stage. The light is shining up from beneath the entrance stage, shining upwards, casting a single lone figure in an eerie light. The figure is standing with his back to the ring and is wearing combat boots, a pair of jeans, and a black sleeveless hooded robe with the hood pulled up. On the back of the robe is “The Punisher” logo



Some people seem to think they always know what's best for you
Their little minds try to create a world to keep you still
The bolt is thrown, the cage is locked
You saw this, don't you lie
At first you cry and then you hate those people stole your will...

Do as you are told and maybe then they'll let you out
You might be dead and cold, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate... there's no scenario
No nothing

The figure suddenly tilts his head back and breathes a massive fireball up into the air

Rick- Woah!

Matt- I KNOW WHO IT IS!

The figure slowly turns around and faces the ring. he reaches up and takes down his hood…revealing the intensity filled face of Corey Casey

Rick- IT’S COREY CASEY!

Matt- BOWSER IS BACK!

Do you call my name
Do you stain my brain
My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore
Do you call my name
Do you breed my pain
My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore

Corey Casey slowly begins to walk down the entrance ramp, his eyes never wandering from the group gathered in the middle of the ring

So you just sit there, stuck, afraid to risk reality
Afraid to cause yourself more pain, to face insanity
But nothing ventured, nothing gained
You see... your fear's your cage
You beg for help but you're alone, stuck in a helpless rage

Do as you are told and maybe then they'll let you out
You might be dead and cold, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate... there's no scenario
(it's me.... I see, please... let me out I'm petrified)

Corey Casey slowly walks over and climbs up the steel steps and into the ring

Do as you are told and maybe then they'll let you out
You might be dead and cold, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate... there's no scenario
(C'mon)

Do you call my name
Do you stain my brain
My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore
Do you call my name
Do you breed my pain
My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore

Corey Casey walks right across the ring and goes eye to eye with Carmine. Chuck Matthews, Jason Hawk and Brandon Macdonald both stand slightly behind Carmine, ready to pounce at a moment’s notice

Rick- These two men have a lot of history with each other

Matt- Yeah…and a high percentage of that history isn’t good!

Corey Casey continues to stare at Carmine Vestieri. He looks past Carmine towards the three men standing behind him, and then past them, to the women standing around.

Rick – Shit is about to go down!

Matt – Corey looks angry

Corey Casey suddenly smiles and extends his hand towards Carmine, who grins and shakes his hand. Corey Casey moves past Carmine and shakes hands with the three men behind Carmine.

Rick – What the shit?!

Matt – Corey’s joining the team too! Look at these guys!

Rick – These guys were all together in one place a while ago. It looks like they’ve decided to stick together again. I can't believe it!

Matt – Believe it Rick! Everyone else, tune in next week to Battle Grounds to find out more!

Rick – Goodnight everyone, and thanks for tuning in!

The entire group of people in the ring celebrates while the crowd is mixed, some booing some cheering, as the show fades off the air.

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