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Corey Casey

Corey Casey


Posts : 1395
Join date : 2011-03-01
Age : 35

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

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PostSubject: Nowhere to Run   Nowhere to Run I_icon_minitimeSun Feb 26, 2012 9:08 pm

A large prison is shown sitting atop a hill. The darkness of the night is only broken every now and then by the flashes of lightning that split the sky overhead. The camera zooms in on the prison for a moment before the screen fades to black…

After a few moments, the scene suddenly shows the inside of a prison cell. The only light that illuminates the inside of the cell comes from a small window with bars over it high up on the back wall. A particularly large lightning bolt flashes outside, allowing the camera to see a lone figure slumped in the far corner of the cell. The camera can see that the figure is holding two things in his hands…a picture of Jessica Matthews holding two babies, and a small brown box with a message scrawled on it that reads:

“This should help you reach the Upper Limit”

The figure stares at the two objects for a moment before he sets the picture aside and opens the brown package. The camera tries to zoom in on the package but it is impossible to see what the contents are. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps are heard approaching the figure’s cell door. The footsteps get closer and closer until the cell door flies open, revealing Craig Hemming and Rick Christian. Craig Hemming is dressed in a prison guard uniform while Rick Christian has on a suit and tie with a large nametag that says “Warden Christian" pinned to his lapel. After a moment of silence, Rick Christian speaks

Rick Christian
Let’s go Casey


The lone figure slumped in the corner of the cell slowly stands up. Another flash from the lightning outside reveals the figure to be Corey Casey. CC smiles as he walks towards Rick and Craig and holds out his wrists

Corey Casey
I’ve been waiting for this for a long time…


Craig Hemming quickly slaps cuffs around Corey Casey’s wrists and shackles around CC’s ankles. The ankle shackles are attached to the wrist shackles by a long chain. When Craig is done securing Corey Casey, Rick Christian turns and begins walking down the hallway. Craig Hemming stands behind Corey Casey and prods him with a nightstick

Craig Hemming
Get moving


Corey, Rick, and Craig begin walking down a long hallway with prison cells on either side. Inside of the various prison cells are a combination of current and former IWF superstars. The very first cell the three men walk by contains the tattered and bruised figure of Shadow Demon. As Corey Casey walks by Shadow Demon’s cell, Shadow Demon rushes to the bars and begins hysterically laughing and screaming in a sing song voice that is to the tune of “I’m off to see the wizard” from the movie The Wizard of Oz

Shadow Demon
YOU’RE OFF TO SEE THE ANGEL
THE ANGEL OF YOUR DEMISE
HE’LL END YOUR STREAK
HE’LL SHATTER YOUR FEET
THEN HE’LL KILL JESS AND LEAVE YOUR KIDS TO DIE


A flash of anger can be seen in Corey Casey’s face as he is continuously prodded down the hallway. In the next cell to his right, there is no prisoner. There is only an empty cell. Just when the camera is about to move on, a large flash of lightning casts some light onto a large message carved deeply into one of the concrete walls of the cell

“CHUCK MATTHEWS WAS HERE”

As the three men continue walking on, they pass two more cells that are right across from each other. In the cell to the right hand side of the camera, Chad Mason is shown fist pumping and screaming over and over again

Chad Mason
WOO WOO WOO!
WOO WOO WOO!
WOO WOO WOO!


In the cell directly across the hall from Chad’s, there is no light at all. No matter how big the flash of lightning is, there is nothing to show who is sitting in the cell. All of a sudden you can see a movement in the darkness as a massive figure stands up and walks to the bars of his cell.

Death-Angel
I was close…but my half-brother will succeed where I have failed…


The three men arrive at the last cell before the large steel door at the end of the hallway. A figure wearing a sleeveless prison jumpsuit climbs up off his cot and walks to the bars. The figure’s faded red mohawk can be seen as lightning again flashes outside

Nick Ridicule
I can’t wait to watch you fail…you fucking ingrate…


Rick Christian pushes the large steel door open and the three men walk into a massive room. The massive room has clearly been converted from a sort of assembly hall into a massive coliseum with prison cells surrounding the large wrestling ring that is set up in the middle of the room. Surrounding the wrestling ring is a steel cage and then a Hell in the Cell structure is set up outside of the steel cage. In the middle of the wrestling ring, a single figure is seen sitting in a steel folding chair. The figure is wearing a long black robe and his long hair covers his face. The prison inmates that pack the cells surrounding the ring explode into applause and jeers as Corey Casey is walked across the room and over to the Hell in a Cell structure.

As soon as they get close enough to the Hell in a Cell structure, Rick Christian stops walking and turns around and looks at Corey Casey. A sick smile spreads across Rick’s face as he stares into the cold, emotionless eyes of Corey Casey

Rick Christian
Any last words before you go to meet your maker?


The camera zooms in to show Corey Casey’s hands working quickly, picking away at the hand cuff lock with something that looks like a bobby pin. All of a sudden the handcuffs snap open and a massive smile appears on Corey Casey’s features

Corey Casey
Go to hell…


Corey Casey then swings the hand cuffs at Rick Christian’s neck. The handcuffs slash across Rick’s neck, causing Rick to fall to the ground. Corey Casey then turns and leaps up into the air, connecting a double footed dropkick to the chest of Craig Hemming, who stumbles back a few paces. Corey Casey then quickly leans down and rips the ankle shackles’ key off of the prone body of Rick Christian. Craig Hemming quickly regains his footing and charges wildly at Corey Casey, looking to spear him to the ground. CC manages to spring the ankle shackles open at the last minute and uses them to trip up Craig Hemming, who then falls flat on his face.

Corey Casey then turns and looks directly at the figure sitting in the middle of the wrestling ring. Corey Casey never takes his eyes off of the figure as he walks into the Double Cage Horror, pulling the Hell in a Cell structure’s door closed behind him. the figure in the middle of the ring gets to his feet and flips his hair back, revealing the face of Dark Archangel

Dark Archangel
Let’s do this…


Corey Casey quickly dives into the steel cage and runs straight at Dark Archangel. The two meet and a large explosion is heard as the screen fades to the Nowhere to Run logo

Nowhere to Run Nwtrppvbanner001
LIVE from the Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio

The jam packed Quicken Loans Arena is shown as the fans leap to their feet. Fireworks shoot out of the stage, which is set up with massive sections of steel fences and steel chains all around it. The fireworks shoot from the bottom of the entrance ramp to the top before shooting out from all around the stage and Titantron. The camera then pans around the inside of the arena, taking in some of the signs that the fans are holding up

“11-0-1” “STEEL ANGEL WILL STEAL CC’S STREAK!” “Chad Mason FTW!” “MASON OR MASSACRE!” “WHAT’S WRONG WITH LIBBEH?!” “R.I.P. CHUCK MATTHEWS!” “EYE LYKE DEF ANGLE!” “Ashley vs. Thiago?! WHO BOOKS THIS SHIT?!” “ > Nick Russo”

The camera then pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is standing up beside the time keeper. On the outside of the ring, 8 IWF superstars are shown staring at each other and preparing for the upcoming match

Heather Thompson- Ladies and gentlemen…The following match is the very first Steel Cage Scramble Match in IWF History!

The crowd roars its approval

Rick- Welcome folks, to a sold out Quicken Loans Arena here in Cleveland, Ohio!

Matt- And we’re not playing around tonight folks! No smart talking, wise-cracking banter between Rick and I to kick this one off! Oh no, we’re starting right in on the action!

Heather Thompson-The winner of this match will be named the new #1 Contender for the New Blood Championship! And no…


The opening strains of “Flameheart” are accompanied by a large burst of flame, and a kneeling Rosalie Knight gets quickly to her feet.

Rick- Wait….what?!

Matt- It’s Rosalie Knight! She’s back!

Rick- And I guess she’s interjecting herself into this match up!


There is no sword this time, just the cloak, and on the fourth measure she starts down the ramp in that confident, knightly stride. When she reaches the ring she looks around at the other competitors and smirks as she holds her clenched fists up into the air

Rick- Well…this certainly is a surprise!

Mat- I guess now we can…


The camera pans from the back of the arena closing up above the stage as the camera pans to the titantron.
The titantron clips shows The Ninja executing “The Way of the Ninja” varying from slow motion to sped up versions of the clip. The clip in between is the Ninja standing poised in a martial arts stance in a church like background with a fire in his eyes and determined badass smirk on his mug. The camera pans out and the Ninja climbs down the top of the titantron and hops off the top structure to the stage rising with a tuck and roll, he rises poised as he bows silver fireworks blow up around each side of the stage both left & right.

Rick- The Ninja is back too?!

Matt- This is awesome! So many returns…all for a shot at the New Blood Championship!


The Ninja walks down the ramp tightening his wrist tape as fans pat him on the back and shoulder, he high fives a few fans as both sides of the ramp then stands in the center of the stage does a backflip then sprints down to the ring. The refs on the outside of the ring look at the ref on the inside of the ring and shrug

Heather Thompson- The goal of this match is to be one of the two combatants to climb the cage and enter the ring. Once two superstars make it into the ring, those two superstars will then fight in a one on one cage match that may end when one superstar is either pinned, submitted, or escapes the cage!

The ref on the inside of the ring looks at the massive crowd of superstars crowded all around the outside of the ring and then calls for the bell

Nowhere to Run Match
Winner will be named the new #1 Contender to the New Blood Title
Steel Cage Scramble
Tyson Rowle [vs.] Irishman Sean Libby [vs.] Beno [vs.] Johan Alfredsson [vs.] Britani Four Eyes [vs.] Anna Stone [vs] Serai Leone [vs] Rosalie Knight [vs.] The Ninja


[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Tyson Rowle and Sean Libby immediately run directly at each other and begin exchanging vicious blows

Rick- There is a lot of bad blood between TRO and LIBBEH

Matt- Oh yeah…..I almost forgot TRO was back too!


Sean Libby cocks back and delivers a stiff clothesline to Tyson Rowle that drives Tyson down to the ringside mats. Sean Libby then leaps up on the security barricade and faces the crowd. Sean Libby flips the crowd off before moonsaulting off the security barricade. Sean Libby then executes a full backflip before he comes crashing down on Tyson Rowle

Rick- Sean Libby showing off his skill…

Matt- And a bit of his new attitude


Meanwhile, elsewhere outside the ring, Beno and Johan Alfredsson are locked up and exchanging blows. The Ninja leaps up on the security barricade and runs along the top of the barricade. As soon as he gets close enough, The Ninja leaps into the air and delivers a double footed dropkick with one foot catching Beno in the chest while the other foot catches Johan Alfredsson in the chest

Rick- Nice move by the returning Ninja

Matt- The Ninja was once a solid fan favorite, Rick. I wonder if he can get back in the fan’s good graces


The Ninja leaps to his feet and grabs a steel chair, which is hanging from the steel cage

Rick- Let’s not forget folks, there are plenty of weapons hanging from the steel cage in this match

Matt- How could we forget?! I saw a goddamn cheese greater attached to the cage!


The Ninja turns and sees Tyson Rowle slowly getting to his feet. The Ninja runs at Tyson Rowle, who has managed to pull himself up to a vertical basis. The Ninja then cocks back and delivers a big chair shot to Tyson Rowle, causing Tyson Rowle to arch his back in pain. The Ninja then spins Tyson Rowle around and kicks Tyson Rowle in the gut. The Ninja then tosses the steel chair aside and levels Tyson Rowle with the Way of the Ninja

Rick- The Way of the Ninja!

Matt- TRO is having a tough return here tonight


The Ninja quickly gets to his feet and points upwards, indicating he’s about to attempt to climb the cage. The Ninja turns and hops up onto the cage and begins climbing the cage. The Ninja gets a quarter of the way up the cage before Anna Stone climbs the security barricade and then leaps across the area between the security barricade and the ring.

Rick- The Ninja is attempting to be the first competitor into the ring!

Matt- But he won’t be if Anna Stone has anything to say about it!


Anna Stone quickly climbs up to The Ninja’s level. Anna Stone and The Ninja begin exchanging blows. Anna Stone then reaches out and grabs the back of The Ninja’s head and bashes The Ninja’s face off of the cage. The Ninja’s grip loosens as Anna Stone bashes The Ninja’s face off of the cage a second time. The Ninja then let’s go and falls off of the cage and lands on Rosalie Knight and Sean Libby, who had been exchanging blows underneath Anna Stone and Sean Libby

Rick- Ninja incoming!

Matt- Libby and Rosalie both just got leveled by the falling Ninja!


Elsewhere, Serai Leone crouches down as she watches Beno get to his feet. As soon as Beno stands, Serai Leone runs at Beno and delivers a stiff kick to Beno’s gut, doubling Beno over. Serai Leone then quickly turns Beno around and wraps her arms around Beno’s waist. Serai Leone then turns and flings Beno backwards into the cage with a German Suplex

Rick- Beautiful move by Serai Leone

Matt- She isn’t done yet!


Instead of letting Beno go, Serai Leone keeps her arms wrapped around Beno’s waist. Serai Leone uses the force of Beno’s back rebounding against the cage to bring Beno forward and drop Beno chest and throat first across the security barricade

Rick- Holy shit dude!

Matt- Serai Leone is fucking Beno UP right now!


Serai Leone releases Beno and turns her attention to the ring. Anna Stone, after flinging The Ninja off the cage, had managed to climb up to the top of the cage, scale the other side, and land with her two feet in the middle of the ring

Rick- Anna Stone is the first competitor inside the cage!

Matt- Now who will be the one to join her?!


Serai Leone looks around the ring at the mass of humanity that is scattered all around the ring. Serai Leone shrugs her shoulders and quickly climbs the cage

Rick- Serai Leone is scaling the cage!

Matt- This would be an interesting matchup to be sure!


Serai Leone manages to make it up to the top of the steel cage. She looks down at Anna Stone and smirks as Anna Stone motions for Serai Leone to bring it on

Rick- Serai isn’t even in the cage yet and the sparks are beginning to fly!

Matt- Like I said, this is going to be a great match up!


Serai Leone climbs down the other side of the cage and lands with both of her feet on the canvas

Rick- And now here we go!

Matt- Two women fighting for the right to challenge for the New Blood Championship!

Rick- And don’t forget, as if you could but still, that they’re trapped inside the confines of the steel cage!


Anna Stone and Serai Leone both walk to the middle of the ring. Both women look each other up and down before pounding fists and taking a few steps back

Rick- Anna and Serai showing a sign of mutual respect here

Matt- It’s because of things like that that both women are fan favorites


Anna Stone and Serai Leone both take a few steps backwards for a moment before rushing back and locking up in the middle of the ring. Serai Leone and Anna Stone both struggle to dominate the other before Serai Leone begins to overpower Anna Stone. Serai Leone quickly kicks Anna Stone in the gut and Irish whips Anna Stone to the ropes. Anna Stone hits the ropes and comes running back at Serai Leone.

Serai Leone reaches out as soon as Anna Stone gets close enough and lifts Anna Stone up and begins to twirl her, looking for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Anna Stone manages to use her momentum to her advantage though and over rotates and manages to land on her feet standing right next to Serai Leone. Anna Stone then wraps her leg around Serai Leone’s leg and drops Serai Leone with a side Russian leg sweep

Rick- Excellent move by Anna Stone!

Matt- I guess Anna has picked up a few things from watching Brandon’s old matches!


Anna Stone quickly sits on Serai Leone’s right shoulder and then grabs Serai Leone’s leg and attempts to pin her

-1-

-2…


Serai Leone kicks out

Rick- And Serai kicks out at 2

Matt- Both Anna and Serai managed to avoid a lot of the chaos that ensued on the outside of the ring in the early goings of this match. They should be relatively healthy and good to go for the long haul in this one on one match!


Serai Leone rolls over and grabs Anna Stone’s legs, completely catching Anna Stone off guard. Serai Leone turns the move into a bridging pin attempt

-1-

-2…


Anna Stone manages to use her legs and position them underneath Serai Leone’s armpits. Anna Stone then rolls forward, keeping her legs on top of Serai Leone’s shoulders

-1-

-2…


Serai Leone kicks out once more

Rick- Excellent back and forth between these two determined women

Matt- All in the name of challenging for the New Blood Title!


Anna Stone gets to her feet and stomps down on Serai Leone a few times. Anna Stone then reaches down and forces Serai Leone up to her feet. Anna Stone goes to Irish whip Serai Leone to the ropes, but Serai Leone switches the momentum and, instead, sends Anna Stone running to the ropes. But, as soon as she gets close enough to the ring ropes, Anna Stone leaps into the air and uses the ropes to begin to climb the cage

Rick- Look at this!

Matt- Anna is trying to escape!


Serai Leone turns and sees Anna Stone trying to escape. Serai Leone quickly runs to the ropes and, when she’s close enough, Serai Leone leaps into the air and lands on the top rope. Serai Leone then squats down and uses the ring ropes like a trampoline and leaps up and alnds on the cage right beside Anna Stone

Rick- Inventive way to catch up to an escaping opponent there by Serai

Matt- Serai Leone and Anna Stone are both impressing me big time!


Anna Stone and Serai Leone both exchange rights and lefts while both women manage to use their free hand to stay gripped onto the cage. All of a sudden Serai Leone lashes out with her foot, delivering a massive kick to the ribs of Anna Stone. Anna Stone releases her grip on the cage and goes flying sideways, landing in the seated position on the top rope of the corner turnbuckle

Rick- A big boot sends Anna Stone flying onto the top rope!

Matt- Let’s see is Serai can capitalize here…


Serai Leone smirks as she looks at Anna Stone. Serai Leone then takes a deep breath and leaps at Anna Stone. Serai Leone lands in the seated position right on top of Anna Stone’s shoulders. Serai Leone then throws herself backwards, sending Anna Stone and herself crashing down to the canvas with a top rope hurricanranna

“THAT WAS AWESOME!”
*CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*
“THAT WAS AWESOME!”
*CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Rick- I couldn’t agree with the IWF faithful more!

Matt- That move was just…just…DAMN DUDE!


Serai Leone manages to crawl over to Anna Stone and Serai Leone drapes her arm over the prone form of Anna Stone. The ref begins counting

-1-





-2-





-3…






Anna Stone manages to kick out at the last possible second

Rick- So close!

Matt- But yet so far!


Serai Leone rolls off of Anna Stone and shakes her head as both women remain motionless in the center of the ring

Rick- Both Anna and Serai are breathing heavily, Matt

Matt- They’re both exhausted that’s for damn sure…they’ve been putting on an excellent match thus far with neither woman backing down from the other


Serai Leone and Anna Stone both slowly get to their feet at the same time. Anna Stone manages to walk over and grab Serai Leone. Anna Stone delivers a pair of knife edge chops to Serai Leone, causing Serai Leone to stumble backwards a few paces. Anna Stone then reaches out and grabs Serai Leone’s arm, holding it high over her head. Anna Stone then lifts her leg and drills Serai Leone right in the throat with a spinning heel kick

Rick- And just like that the momentum shifts back to the favor of Anna Stone

Matt- Like I’ve been saying, a great back and forth match!


Anna Stone looks down at Serai Leone and throws her arms up in a slashing motion

Rick- Anna Stone signaling for the end here

Matt- She might want to hurry up then, there’s a lot of time wasted when you taunt your opponent like that…


Anna Stone reaches down and pulls Serai Leone up to her feet, facing away from Anna Stone. Anna Stone then hooks Serai Leone’s arms and lifts her up in the Glam Slam position

Rick- Anna Stone looking for that Anna-licious finisher here…

Matt- If she hits this…


As Anna Stone is bringing Serai Leone down to the canvas, Serai Leone manages to roll through the move at the last second. Serai Leone slides underneath Anna Stone’s legs. Serai Leone grabs Anna Stone’s leg and locks in an inverted STF

Rick- Venezuelan Dream locked in!

Matt- This could be lights out for Anna Stone!


Serai Leone cranks up the pressure on the hold, really pulling Anna Stone’s neck and head back as hard as she can. Anna Stone screams out in pain as the ref asks her if she wants to quit

Rick- Serai Leone has that inverted STF locked in real tight, Matt

Matt- I think Anna could manage to get out of that hold if she…


Anna Stone suddenly lets out a loud scream as Serai Leone cinches in the submission hold even tighter. Anna Stone is left with no choice but to tap out. The ref immediately calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner and NEW #1 Contender to the New Blood Championship…SERAI LEONE!


Serai Leone releases the submission hold and climbs to her feet, a big smile spreading quickly across her face

Rick- Serai did it!

Matt- After an incredible back and forth match, Serai Leone manages to walk out of the Steel Cage Scramble with the victory!


The camera zooms in on Serai Leone for a moment as Serai lifts her arms up to the sky and basks in the cheers of the fans. After camera focuses on her for a few moments before cutting back over to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars

Rick- Well ladies and gentlemen, there are a few huge matches here tonight…but the main event tonight is a match that has a lot of personal weight and legitimate bad blood

Matt- Dark Archangel and Corey Casey both have met each other in the ring before but since my partner over here decided to unleash the insane side of Dark Archangel, things have been getting drastically out of hand…


The shot fades to a video package…

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After the video package ends, the shot fades to commercial…

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The show comes back from commercial to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars sitting behind the announcer’s table

Rick- And we’re back!

Matt- Can I just say that our IWF Video Productions team is second to none! That shit was awesome!

Rick- I’d agree with that!


The camera pans over to show Heather Thompson, who is once again standing beside the IWF Timekeeper outside the ring

Heather Thompson- The following match is a steel cage match! The winner may be determined by pinfall, submission, or escape! Introducing first…

The camera view is brought to the entrance of the IWF Nowhere To Run entrance ramp. Smoke comes up in front of the entrance curtain, as the lights slightly dim throughout the arena. All of a sudden the speakers turn on to a faint static. Then the voice of Rick Ross is heard.

AMBITION IS A WAY OF LIFE...
IT'S A MIND SET... FOLLOW ME...




"Tat's On My Arm" by Wale ft, Rick Ross begins to play. S.N.M steps out through the trail of smoke coming from the entrance, along side Sno' Bunny pushing a shopping cart filled with various weapons. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp for a moment, SNM is dressed in a red fitted cap, a white t shir, and a pair of blue jeans. Sno' Bunny is dressed in... well not much. They stand at the ramp for a moment.

TAT'S ALL ON MY ARM... YA BITCH ALL ON MY MIND
I GOT STACKS ALL IN MY CHARM, MY GOLD ROLLY' TELL TIME...
IT'S MY AMBITION NIGGA!!
(That's My Ambition Nigga)
I'M JUST SO GIFTED NIGGA!!
(Look Where Dat' Shit Ill' Get Ya)


S.N.M starts to slowly push the shopping cart down the ramp with a slow paced street walk. The camera zooms in on the shopping cart. You notice that there is a baseball bat, a trash can lid, a vacuum cleaner, and a box of light-tubes, just to name a few items. Sno' Bunny follows behind SNM looking as good as ever.

Heather Thompson- Ladies and gentlemen…Making his way to the ring at this time... Being Accompanied to the ring by Sno' Bunny…From Hollywood, California… "The Artist Of Arrogance" Sho’No Mercy!

Rick- Sho' No, and Sno' Bunny?? Where did SNM come up with that? ahah... I love it!

Matt- Well tonight Sho' is set to face Anthony Royal…this is a big chance for both guys to establish themselves as threats here in IWF

Rick- Let's see if he can deliver here tonight

I GOT TAT'S ALL ON MY ARM... THESE DREADS ALL IN MY EYES
I PUT THESE POEMS ALL IN MY SONGS, FOR THAT PAPER IMA' GRIND...
IT'S MY AMBITION NIGGA!!


S.N.M walks over to the steel cage door and throws it open. He tosses a few weapons from the trash can through the steel cage door and into the ring. He then pushes the shopping cart a few feet to the side of him, and walks up the ring steps. Sno' Buuny paces around outside the ring.

"I aint with the talking, see I'm just tryna focus
Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest"


Sho' No Mercy climbs up the ring steps and then enters the ring through the steel cage door

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

“Say Hello” by P.O.D. blasts out of the house PA system as Anthony Royal walks out from backstage and out onto the stage

Heather Thompson- From Pittsburgh, PA…Weighing in at 227 Pounds…Anthony Royal!

Rick- Anthony Royal making his debut this week against SNM

Matt- Making your debut at one of IWF’s biggest PPV’s? That’s about as great an opportunity as you could ask for!


Anthony Royal walks down the entrance ramp and climbs the ring stairs. Anthony Royal walks through the steel cage’s door and ducks into the ring. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell

Nowhere to Run Match
Steel Cage
Sho’No Mercy [vs.] Anthony Royal


[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Sho’No Mercy walks to the middle of the ring as a confident smirk appears on his face. Sho’No Mercy points to himself and then starts running his mouth

Rick- SNM doing a little shit talking here in the early moments of this match

Matt- This is gonna sound bad but…I gotta say, SNM reminds me a lot of Sharky. Like, the way they both like to talk a lot of shit and their styles are kinda similar


Anthony Royal shakes his head as he too walks to the center of the ring, Anthony Royal doesn’t say a thing, instead he simply throws a knee into the gut of Sho’No Mercy, doubling Sho’No Mercy over. Anthony Royal then Irish whips Sho’No Mercy to the ropes. Sho’No Mercy hits the ropes and comes running back at Anthony Royal. As soon as Sho’No Mercy gets close enough, Anthony Royal reaches out and wraps Sho’No Mercy up before Anthony royal lifts Sho’No Mercy up and throws Sho’No Mercy across the ring with a belly to belly suplex

Rick-Anthony Royal letting his move set do the talking

Matt- And now he finds himself in the driver’s seat of this match


Anthony Royal walks over to Sho’No Mercy and lifts Sho’No Mercy up to his feet. Anthony Royal kicks Sho’No Mercy in the gut, doubling Sho’No Mercy over. Anthony Royal then reaches out and grabs Sho’No Mercy and lifts him up, drilling Sho’No Mercy with a fisherman’s suplex which Anthony Royal then bridges into a pin attempt

-1-

Sho’No Mercy kicks out

Rick- Only one

Matt- it’s gonna take more than two suplexes to end this match!


Anthony Royal quickly gets to his feet and begins to stomp down on Sho’No Mercy’s legs. Anthony Royal stomps down on Sho’No Mercy’s legs three times before he drops down and locks in a Figure Four Leg Lock on Sho’No Mercy

Rick- Submission move applied

Matt- Anthony Royal is showing us some serious technical savvy here tonight


Anthony Royal leans back, trying as hard as he can to crank up the pressure on the hold. Sho’No Mercy arches his back, trying to get a little leverage. Sho’No Mercy begins to roll onto his side, his eyes growing wide as he notices a stop sign that he had thrown into the ring earlier

Rick- SNM has his eyes set on one of the weapons that he threw into the ring during his entrance…

Matt- If he gets a hold of one of those weapons, it could spell doom for Anthony Royal


Sho’No Mercy slowly turns over and begins to drag himself towards the stop sign. Anthony Royal continues to lean back as far as he can in an attempt to really crank up the pressure. Sho’No Mercy slowly begins to roll onto his side and, after a few attempts, Sho’No Mercy manages to roll over onto his stomach, thus reversing the pressure of the hold

Rick-Now SNM is in the driver’s seat!

Matt- SNM managed to turn over and reverse the flow of pressure!


Anthony Royal quickly untangles himself from Sho’No Mercy and gets to his feet, clutching his right knee. Meanwhile, while Anthony Royal is pulling himself up to his feet, Sho’No Mercy manages to drag himself over to the stop sign. Sho’No Mercy drags himself on top of the stop sign, clutching it tightly to his chest. Anthony Royal, after gripping his knee, turns and runs to the ropes. Anthony Royal hits the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, picking up some momentum. Anthony Royal then runs voer to Sho’No Mercy and, as soon as he gets close enough Anthony Royal leaps into the air, looking to connect a knee drop onto the back of Sho’No Mercy. At the last second, Sho’No Mercy rolls over, still clutching the stop sign to his chest, causing Anthony Royal to knee drop the stop sign

Rick- Hahahaha!

Matt- Sho’No Mercy used that stop sign like body armor!


Sho’No Mercy climbs to his feet as a big smile appears on his face. Sho’No Mercy stomps down on Anthony Royal three times before he runs to the ropes. Sho’No Mercy then pulls himself up onto the ropes and begins to climb the cage. Sho’No Mercy gets about half way up the cage when he suddenly places his feet at about chest level and launches himself backwards, executing a perfect moonsault, before he comes crashing down on Anthony Royal

Rick- That was awesome!

Matt- I don’t even know what the hell to call that!


Sho’No Mercy then hooks Anthony Royal’s leg and goes for the pin

-1-



-2…


Anthony Royal kicks out

Rick- Royal manages to kick out at 2

Matt- Man, this match has been awesome so far!


Sho’No Mercy gets to his feet as a mischievous smile appears on his face. Sho’No Mercy walks over to the garbage can of weapons he threw into the ring during his entrance and pulls out a computer key board

Rick- What the hell…?

Matt- What? Can’t a man send an e-mail?!


Sho’No Mercy pretends to be typing away at the keyboard as Anthony Royal slowly gets to his feet. As soon as Anthony Royal stands up, Sho’No Mercy cocks back and drills Anthony Royal in the head with the keyboard. Buttons and bits and pieces of the key board explode everywhere as Anthony Royal falls to the ground, clutching his head in pain

Rick- Haha that was sick!

Matt- SNM is gonna have some problems sending e-mails now…


Sho’No Mercy walks over to the garbage barrel again and pulls out a crutch. Sho’No Mercy then grabs the crutch and the stop sign he used earlier in the match and walks over to Anthony Royal. Sho’No Mercy places the stop sign in between Anthony Royal’s legs and then holds the crutch up high as the audience roars their approval

Rick- This isn’t going to be good for Anthony Royal…

Matt- Why am I suddenly reminded of shit Gunther used to do…


Sho’No Mercy walks over to Anthony Royal and places his boot on Anthony Royal’s chest. Sho’No Mercy then brings the crutch crashing down, driving the stop sign into Anthony Royal’s nuts

“YOU SICK FUCK!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”
“YOU SICK FUCK!”

Rick- I’m with them…

Matt- Ouch…getting your nuts busted up during your debut is never a good thing…


Sho’No Mercy then drops down and attempts to pin Anthony Royal again

-1-



-2-



-3…




Anthony Royal kicks out again

Rick- Wow…Anthony Royal showing a lot of resiliency

Matt- Anthony Royal is really taking a beating but he keeps on getting up


Sho’No Mercy gets to his feet and walks over to the ring ropes. Sho’No Mercy slowly begins to climb the cage

Rick- SNM is trying to escape here!

Matt-And there isn’t anything Anthony Royal can do about it!


Sho’No Mercy gets all the way up to the top of the cage and then stands up. He looks out over the crowd, who all rise to their feet and begin cheering loudly

Rick- Uh…what is SNM doing…

Matt- Why doesn’t he just climb down and win this match?!


Sho’No Mercy turns and winks at the camera before launching himself off the top of the cage. At the last possible second, Anthony Royal rolls out of the way, causing Sho’No Mercy to crash chest first into the canvas

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

Rick- Talk about crash and burn!

Matt- Sho’No Mercy showin’ no mercy to the canvas or his goddamn ribs!


The ref looks down at both men and can do little more than shrug as both Anthony Royal and Sho’No Mercy roll around in agony on the canvas

Rick- Both of these men have given their all in this match

Matt- And this one is still far from over!


Slowly, Anthony Royal begins to get to his feet. Anthony Royal looks down at Sho’No Mercy, who is still writhing in pain. Anthony Royal then slowly lifts Sho’No Mercy up to his feet. Anthony Royal measures Sho’No Mercy as a smirk appears on his face. Anthony Royal then leaps into the air, looking to connect the Royal Mutilation. Sho’No Mercy manages to throw Anthony Royal off of him, delivering a rock bottom to Anthony Royal

Rick- Anthony Royal was looking to end this match right here

Matt- But Sho’No Mercy was able to counter!


Sho’No Mercy walks over to the garbage can and sets it up so that the garbage can is standing upright. Sho’No Mercy then turns and walks over to Anthony Royal and picks him up. Sho’No Mercy then walks over to the garbage can as he gets that familiar smirk on his face

Rick- SNM has some evil intentions here…

Matt- This is gonna be sick!


Sho’No Mercy then holds Anthony Royal up in the gorilla slam position for a moment before dropping Anthony Royal down and bringing Anthony Royal crashing down onto the garbage can with a death valley bomb

Rick- Hollywood Homicide!

Matt- This shit is over!


Sho’No Mercy drops down and pins Anthony Royal

-1-

-2-

-3-


The ref calls for the bell

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner….Sho’No Mercy!

Sho’No Mercy gets to his feet as the refs unlock the cage door. Sno’ Bunny ducks into the ring and Sho’No Mercy lifts her up onto his shoulders

Rick- Anthony Royal put up a hell of a fight here tonight, Matt

Matt- Yup! But in the end SNM was just too much!


The camera zooms in on Sho’No Mercy and Sno’ Bunny before cutting to the back


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PostSubject: Re: Nowhere to Run   Nowhere to Run I_icon_minitimeMon Feb 27, 2012 4:48 am

Chad Mason sits in his locker room with Jennifer Young.

Jennifer Young
Are you ready?


Chad takes a deep breath.

Chad Mason
Ready as ever.

Jennifer Young
You got this. I know you can win.

Chad smiles.

Chad Mason
I hope so.

Jennifer Young
Of course you will! And I’ll be right there with you, every step of the way.

Chad’s smile vanishes.

Chad Mason
Listen…Jen…Don’t come to the ring with me tonight.

Jennifer Young
Why not?!


Chad Mason
The Pyramid is dangerous. It’s unpredictable. I don’t want to risk you getting hurt.

Jennifer Young
But…come on, I’m tough enough. You’re going to get hurt, and you don’t see me trying to stop you.


Chad smirks.

Chad Mason
It’s my job. Just…don’t come down.


Jenny crosses her arms across her chest.

Jennifer Young
Fine.

The show cuts to the ring.

Heather Thompson – The following is a steel cage match, and it is for the New Blood Championship!

“Tall Cans in the Air” hits over the PA and the lights are dimmed. Thiago Oliveria walks out from the back and into a spotlight that is shining at the top of the ramp. He takes the Brazilian flag that is wrapped around his shoulders and begins to wave it in front of him. As he makes his way to the ring, he takes the opportunity to hurl insults at some of the fans closest to him, taking the time to stop and taunt some of them. Upon reaching the ring, Oliveria climbs up into the cage and heads to a turnbuckle, where he climbs onto the middle rope and continues yelling at fans and waving his flag.

Heather Thompson – Introducing the challenger…from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, weighing 205 pounds…THIAGO OLIVERIA!!!

Rick – Thiago won his debut match to earn this spot. Now, he’s playing with the big boys.

Matt – Girls.

Rick – Whatever.


Evil Angel” by Breaking Benjamin plays through the arena. Ashley Matthews walks out from behind the curtain, followed closely by Alison Williams. Ashley stops on the stage, waiting for Alison. She grabs Alison and dips her, kissing her, and smiling at her, then the crowd. She grabs Alison’s hand, and the two of them walk down the ramp towards the ring. Alison pulls herself free of Ashley’s grasp and climbs to the cage. She opens the cage door and holds on, swinging with it. Ashley laughs, and crawls into the ring, giving Alison a kiss through the cage door. Ashley stretches out as she waits for the match to begin.

Heather Thompson – And the opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Alison Williams…from Miami, Florida, she is the reigning IWF New Blood Champion…ASHLEY MATTHEWS!!!

Matt – Ashley looking to retain here tonight.

Rick – Thiago might have something to say otherwise.

Matt – The winner of this, remember, will be fighting against Serai Leone at the next big event. Just an interesting fact to toss out there.

Rick – Congratulations, you remember something that happened twenty minutes ago.


Nowhere to Run Match
Nowhere to Run Championship
Steel Cage
New Blood Championship
Ashley Matthews [vs] Thiago Oliveria


[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Ashley and Thiago circle around each other. Ashley shoots forward, and catches her shoulder to Thiago’s gut, carrying him to the corner. She steps back and begins sending vicious kicks straight to Thiago’s ribs. The referee pulls her away. Ashley takes a deep breath, waiting for Thiago to leave the corner. Thiago steps towards Ashley. The two tie up. Tiago tries to take her down with a judo throw, but Ashley spins around Thiago, and sweeps his leg, taking Thiago to the mat. She stomps down on his legs, then his wrists. She follows up with a huge jump, bringing her knee crashing down on Thiago’s skull.

Rick – Ashley dominating the early-going.

Matt – She’s looking to retain her title tonight. Between herself and Alison, these two have held the New Blood Championship for the past three months.


Ashley goes to the cage wall, and begins to climb. Thiago gets to his feet, and follows her. Ashley climbs frantically up the wall. Thiago leaps up, catching onto the cage wall, and coming up next to Ashley. He tries to pull her off. Ashley hooks one of Thiago’s arms. She leaps off the cage, hooking Thiago’s other arm as she goes, and pulling him off the cage as well. The two fall, and Ashley plants Thiago into the mat with a huge double underhook DDT.

Matt – Wow. Fallen Angel!

Rick – Off the cage, no less!

Ashley slowly stands, and stumbles towards the cage. She climbs. Thiago slowly stirs. Ashley reaches the top of the cage as Thiago gets to his feet. Ashley looks down. Finally, she drops down off the cage, falling to the floor.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner…ASHLEY MATTHEWS!

Ashley raises her title high as Alison collides with her, hugging her tight. The two of them celebrate it the ring as the show cuts to backstage.

Ruben Ricardo Leon is seen backstage with Craig Hemming.

Ruben Ricardo Leon
I just want to make sure there are no distractions.

Craig looks at Ruben, frowning.

Craig Hemming
Distractions?

Ruben Ricardo Leon
I know you’ve been losing focus lately. What, with that girlfriend of yours, and the death of your friend…but tonight is not the time to be thinking about that. Tonight, it’s all about retaining our tag team titles…and winning the IWF and High Impact belts for ourselves.

Craig Hemming
No problem.


Ruben stares at Craig for a moment.

Ruben Ricardo Leon
Good.


The show cuts back to the ring. The Pyramid has been set up, three cells stacked one on top of the other. In the ring below, Chad Mason stands in one corner, with Libra in the other, and Death-Angel between them, wearing an SUV-sized Referee shirt.

Heather Thompson – The following is a Pyramid Match, and it will determine the winner of the third ever Battle for the Briefcase Tournament! Here are the rules: The briefcase hangs above the roof of the third cell. To win, a competitor must reach the top, retrieve the briefcase, and then reach the floor of the arena, and have both feet touching the floor.

The two competitors look up at the briefcase, hanging seven feet above the third cell.

Heather Thompson – Introducing first…from Aylmer, Quebec, Canada, weighing 250 pounds…LIBRA!!!

Libra smirks, and looks up at the briefcase.

Rick – Libra looking ready for action here.

Matt – He’s been on a warpath through this tournament. He hasn’t just beaten his opponents, he’s damn near executed them!

Rick – Now, he’s the odds-on favorite to win this match.


Heather Thompson – And the opponent, from New York City, weighing 235 pounds…CHAD MASON!!!

Chad pumps his fist to the delight of the crowd.

Rick – And here’s the Upset Messiah.

Matt – He wins when you least expect it. Libra may be the favorite to win, but that might prove to be an advantage for Chad.

Rick – People claim Chad Mason lucked his way into this finalist spot. That might be so…but regardless, here he is, and it’s very possible he walks out with the IWF Briefcase in his hands.


Death-Angel looks at both men, and calls for the bell.

Nowhere to Run Match
The Pyramid
Battle for the Briefcase Finals
#6 Libra [vs] Chad Mason #9


[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Chad and Libra tie up in the center of the ring. Chad drives his knee into Libra’s stomach, causing him to stumble back. Chad charges towards Libra, who sidesteps it, grabbing Chad by the neck and throwing him over the top rope. Chad soars out of the ring, crashing into the cell wall. He slowly stands, using the cage for support. He turns around as Libra dives out of the ring with a suicide dive, taking Chad down, both men crashing into the wall again. Libra quickly gets to his feet, digging under the ring. He pulls out a chair, and turns towards Chad.

Rick – Evil intentions on Libra’s mind.

Chad stands, and turns around, only to get blasted across the skull with the chair. He falls back to the floor, and Libra swings the chair again, smacking it across Chad’s back. Chad grabs the wall, refusing to fall flat on the floor. Libra smirks, waiting as Chad gets to a kneeling position. Libra swings the chair sideways, crushing Chad’s head between the chair and the cell wall. Chad slumps to the floor, his head busted wide open. Libra tosses the chair to the side, and digs under the ring again. He pulls out a table, and sets it up at ringside. He quickly digs under the ring again, pulling out a second table, which he promptly stacks on top of the first.

Rick – Libra has some evil intentions here…

Chad wipes blood from his face, and slowly stands. Libra grabs him by the head, smashing Chad’s skull into the ring post. He lifts Chad onto his shoulders, and slowly climbs the turnbuckle, standing on the top rope, and looking at the tables stacked outside the ring.

Matt – Chad is in a very bad place right now…

Chad knees Libra to the skull, and falls off Libra’s shoulders. Chad falls, landing on his back on the apron, before rolling off onto the floor.

Rick – A rough landing, but it has to have been better than going through those tables.

Libra shakes the pain from his head, and hops down from the ropes. He slides out of the ring, looking at Chad. He makes a motion to go after Chad again, but shakes his head, and moves towards the cell door instead. Chad slowly gets to his feet. Libra turns around to see Chad charging at him. Chad catches Libra by the gut, and spears him into the door, which bursts open.

Rick – And the action has spilled out!

Death-Angel slides out of the ring, following Chad and Libra. Chad grabs Libra by the head, placing it between the cell and the door. He takes a few steps back, and boots the door shut. Libra rolls on the ground, screaming and clutching his skull.

Matt – Damn!

Chad looks up at the briefcase hanging high above the ring. He begins the climb up to the second cell. Below, Death-Angel climbs after Chad. Libra slowly gets to his feet. He, too, starts to climb. Chad reaches the top, and steps into the second cell. He pulls a baseball bat off the cell wall, and heads back out onto the roof of the first cell. Death-Angel stands on the first cell, watching as Chad moves to the edge, looking down at Libra, who still climbs. Chad swings his bat, trying to knock Libra off the cell.

Rick – Chad Mason is swinging! He’s trying to take Libra out!

Chad’s bat connects with Libra’s arm, and he lets go of the cell wall. He manages to keep hold with the other arm. Chad throws the bat, watching it fall, and bounce off Libra’s shoulder. Libra lets go of the cell, falling to the ground.

Matt – Homerun!

Libra lies motionless on the mat. Chad turns around, and enters the second cell. He pulls the ladder from the wall, and positions it under the third cell, climbing up to the trapdoor in the roof of the second cell. He climbs up and through to the third cell, and leaves through the cage door. At the bottom level, Libra slowly gets to his feet. Once again, he slowly begins his ascent up the first cell. Chad climbs the third cell, reaching the top. He stands, looking at the crowd around him, far below. He unlatches the briefcase, holding it high above his head.

Rick – Chad’s unhooked the briefcase!

Matt – All he needs to do it reach the bottom, and he’ll have won the third Battle for the Briefcase Tournament!

Chad slowly drops to the roof of the second cell, where Death-Angel stands. Chad turns around, and is met with a vicious right hook.

Rick – WHAT?!

Matt – KABLOOSKIE! From nowhere!

Death-Angel looks at the downed Chad Mason. He picks up the briefcase, and holds it high.

Rick – He’s trying to steal the briefcase!

Matt – Can he do that?!

Libra reaches the top of the first cell, and enters the ring, spotting Chad’s ladder. He slowly begins to climb. On the roof, Chad slowly tries to get to his feet. He holds Death-Angel’s leg, using it as support as he stands. Death-Angel boots Chad to the face, opening the cut from earlier even wider. Chad wipes blood from his eyes, and struggles to stand. He blindly charges at Death-Angel, who grabs him by the throat.

Rick – Fucked…

Death-Angel carries Chad to the edge of the cell and chokeslams him off. Chad falls down the height of the second cell, and lands on the roof of the first. He goes right thorugh it, leaving a sizeable hole in the first cell, and falling, going straight through the tables set up earlier in the match.

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

Matt – NO WAY!

Rick – Chad’s gone. There’s just no way…


Libra slowly climbs as Death-Angel picks up the briefcase. Death-Angel spots Libra climbing through the trapdoor. He moves towards Libra, grabbing him by the throat, and lifting him up through the door. Death carries Libra towards the edge of the cell.

Matt – And now it’s Libra’s turn…

Libra kicks Death-Angel to the gut. Death-Angel shakes his head, lifting Libra higher for the chokeslam. Libra headbutts Death-Angel, who stumbles a bit. Libra lands on his feet in front of Death-Angel. Death swings the briefcase at Libra, who ducks it, rolling behind Death-Angel. Death turns around, into a vicious enzuigiri from Libra. Death manages to hold up the briefcase in time, but the force of the kick knocks it out of his hands. The briefcase falls off the cell, and through the hole in the roof of the first cell. It lands on the floor, right beside Chad’s body.

Rick – Did that really just happen?

Death-Angel stares down at Chad, who remains motionless. Death-Angel quickly scrambles, moving towards the trapdoor to begind his descent. On the stage, Jennifer Young runs out, racing to ringside. Death-Angel drops to the roof of the first cell. Jennifer bursts through the first cell door, racing to Chad’s side. She gently slaps him, trying to wake him up. Chad slowly stirs. Jennifer points frantically at the briefcase. Death-Angel drops to the floor outside the first cell. Jennifer races to the door, slamming it shut and wrapping a chain around the posts, locking it shut. She screams at Chad to pick up the case. Death-Angel reaches the door, trying to untie the chains. Chad slowly shakes his head, trying to regain consciousness. Death-Angel roars, and tears the door clean off the wall. Chad slowly reaches over, and seizes the handle of the briefcase, just as Death-Angel steps foot in the cell.

Rick – He did it!

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here is the winner of the Third ever Battle for the Briefcase Tournament….CHAD MASON!!!

Matt – CHAD MASON! CHAD FUCKING MASON!

Jennifer Young screams, helping Chad to his feet. Chad looks from her to the briefcase in his hands. He finally pieces it together, and lifts the briefcase high, to the cheers of the crowd. He holds the briefcase tight to his chest, hugging it, and staring at it in awe.

Rick – Chad Mason has a guaranteed title match. Anytime, anywhere…this is just…

Matt – ALL NEW LEVELS OF AWESOME! CHAD MASON!


Chad points at the sky, and pumps his fist a few times, before returning to the briefcase and Jennifer, celebrating as the show cuts to commercial.
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PostSubject: Re: Nowhere to Run   Nowhere to Run I_icon_minitimeMon Feb 27, 2012 12:18 pm

The show returns from commercial with Heather Thompson standing in the middle of the ring, as a large cell lowers around the ring.

Rick – Ladies and gentlemen, it’s Hell in a Cell time!

Matt – And it’s for ALL THE TITLES!

Rick – Not quite all of them, but a large majority of them

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a tornado tag team match. As per the stipulation, whichever team wins will not only become the new tag team champions, but they will also receive the IWF World Heavyweight Championship, as well as the IWF High Impact Championship!


The lights go out as the opening strain of 'Firebreather' by Thrice plays out over the speakers. They burst back on, accompanied by a wall of flame at the top of the ramp as the song kicks in, revealing Ruben Ricardo León sat on the stage, cross legged, his head bowed.

As the lyrics begin, he slowly lifts himself to his feet and stares at the ring, a look of pure concentration in his eyes.

Tell me are you free
Tell me are you free
In word or thought or deed
Tell me are you free
While the gallows stand


He begins to walk to the ring at a measured pace, never moving his gaze from the ring in front of him.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the first half of the tag team champions, Ruben Ricardo Leon!

And bullets lance the bravest lungs
We fold our hands and hold our tongues


At the bottom of the ramp, he stops briefly and shakes his body to loosen the muscles.

Tell me are you free
When the fear falls in you
Tell me are you free
When the fear falls in you


Ruben climbs the steps to the ring and through the middle rope before moving over to the far turnbuckle. He climbs it, stares in to the crowd for a couple of seconds, and then suddenly roars, throwing his arms out to the side, causing red, white and green pyrotechnics to explode from the three other turnbuckles.

And bullets lance the bravest lungs
Will I fold my hands or hold my tongue


Finally, he leaps backwards off the turnbuckle, backflipping and landing in the centre of the ring.

Rick – Ruben has a chance to become two-time IWF Champion here tonight

Matt – And Craig can become the High Impact Champion as well!


Why is everybody always picking on me?
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
But one of these days we’ll be in the same place
In the same place, punk, at the very same time
But when it takes place and you wanna talk shit
Then step your ass up and say it right to my face


“Full Nelson” by Limp Bizkit erupts through the arena. The camera pans across the crowd, who begin cheering, before moving back to the stage, where Craig Hemming slowly walks out. He looks around at the crowd, then raises his custom hammer over his head, eliciting more cheers from the audience.

Heather Thompson – And his partner, the other half of the tag team champions, Craig “The Hammer” Hemming!

You’ll get knocked the fuck out
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash
Knocked straight the fuck out
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash


Craig rolls his shoulders and neck, then walks down the ramp, pausing here and there to tussle a kid’s hair or let a woman in the front row touch his arms. He reaches the base of the ramp and pauses, falling to his hands and doing a quick set of five pushups before hopping back to his feet. He stares up at the ring. He takes a few steps and jumps straight up, landing on the apron before stepping between the ropes.

I ain’t believing all the shit you’ve been talkin about me
Don’t even know me and still you’re talkin shit about me
But one of these days I’m gonna catch you in the act
In the act, red handed, caught up in the act, punk
And that’ll be the day, the one and only day
To step your ass up and say it right to my face

Craig raises his hammer again, getting more cheers. He pounds the hammer on the mat three times, as fireworks explode from the ring corners with each hit. Craig hands the hammer to the referee, who takes it to the timekeeper’s table.

You’ll get knocked the fuck out
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash
Knocked straight the fuck out
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash, motherfucker

Just shut your fuckin mouth

Craig raises his fists to the crowd as he waits for the match to begin.

Rick – Craig looks focused, as always

Matt – Man he is really huge

Heather Thompson – And their opponents…

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 Degenerate King" stomps his way onto the entrance ramp, causing a huge hurl of cheer'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, as the flash bulbs shine off the High Impact Championship.

"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 Cheer'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 holding up the High Impact Championship. Camera flashes light up the dark arena, as it is now hard to seperate the screams of his fans.

Heather Thompson - Introducing next... from Las Vegas NV... standing six feet tall, weighing in at One hundred and seventy three pounds... The Current IWF HIGH IMPACT CHAMPION! He is the self proclaimed "The Degenerate King" ... 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 cheering crowd. 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 hard for him, but Robbie pays no mind, and moves his focus towards his opponent in the ring.

Rick – Robbie is looking to defend his title and win another here

Matt – And he’s counting on the one and only James motherfucking Shark!


This one right here is for the Riot Makers!
The moshers! The stompers! The jailbreakers!
We gon start this shit off right!
We got JFRESH in the house tonight!
We gon start this shit off right!
We got Sharkys Angels in the house tonight!

James Shark walks out of the curtains nodding his head. He stands in the center and begins to flex and
spot out girls from the crowd, eyeing and winking at them.

I dont know why they keep pumping its something
Maybe in the music when it be pumping
its crunk and its hella haterific
Throw your panties in the air cuz Sharks match is about to air
When its over its looking bloody and satanistic
Niggas from everywhere listen to me when I be talkin shit
Im turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas
Match promoters in Honolulu dont wanna see me
Cause they say Samoans will get knocked the fuck out.

James Shark walks a few steps down the ramp but again stops, this time to pose for the cameras flashing
off his confident smile.

Heather Thompson – And his partner, ladies and gentlemen, the one and only, Mr. James Shark!

RIOT MAKER!, thats if you dont know... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, they mosh at my shows... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, and I come out swinging... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, I dont give a damn about nothing!

James Shark stops and continues to walk down the ramp, he makes it to the front of the ring, he walks around
it eyeing the reff giving him a dirty look.

Back on cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
all of the soldiers who got gone on that day
All my people's thats sitting in prison
this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spitting?
Fuck the law and the government they'll hem yo ass up
They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck
No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb
Bet you find out, when you bind out, when you bond out you can be free if you money long
Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy
In Ohio, a chick got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back
But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set
They wanted me to give a signed poster to the hospital
Bet when Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playing..
This bitch is suin Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! Cause I'm a..


James Shark gets to where the announce table is and begins to talk shit to the announce crew before making his way
over to the stairs and climbing up towards the ring.

RIOT MAKER!, thats if you dont know... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, they mosh at my shows... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, and I come out swinging... Im a...
RIOT MAKER!, I dont give a damn about nothing!


James Shark gets into the ring and continues to eye down the reff, he bumbs into him hard almost causing the reff to
stumble over, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and again begins to eye the ladies in the crowd

Like you ain't know, we put it down like this
Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, fifths
You Suzie Q's ain't no excuse for the sick
So watch your tongue, if you’re whooping
I’ll get to shootin’ over you and your bitch
You just assume you tried the shoes, and they fit
You never knew that I lose you off in the section with your dude in the ditch
Whether it's rapping dog, or moving them bricks
I keep it gutter little homie, look my records, see I'm doing it thick
As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled with star quality
Blow indo with bitches thats naked... and watch your broad swallow me
It’s only so long you can fake it.. so don't try ta follow me
And still can't get back up on your feet... found right back where you ought to be
I see you frowning cause Strange Music got it locked boy
Invest yo stock boy, Kansas City hot boy
It's really fuck a hata, smoke some weed, get your paper
You can see me now or later, motherfucking Riot Maker.


James Shark jumps off the turnbuckle and begins to say some words to the reff, almost threatning him before going
over to the turnbuckle across from him as the music fades away

Rick – Wow, I’m really excited about this match right now!

Matt – This has all the makings of a good one!


Nowhere to Run Match
Nowhere to Run Championship
Hell In A Cell
IWF World Heavyweight Championship
IWF High Impact Championship
IWF Tag Team Championship

Upper Limit [Robbie Hart & James Shark] [vs] Ruben Ricardo Leon & Craig Hemming


[Ding Ding Ding]

The cell lowers around them as the four men all stand in the ring staring at each other. They circle each other in the centre of the ring, neither person making a move attempt. Craig Hemming turns towards Ruben Ricardo Leon for a moment and says something to him. Ruben Ricardo Leon nods his head, then jumps and spinning kicks Craig Hemming in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Rick – Are you kidding me?!

Matt – Ruben just betrayed his own teammate!

Rick – I’ll bet Corey had something to do with this. Upper Limit can rot in hell

Matt – Man that’s pretty harsh Rick


Ruben Ricardo Leon slides out of the ring as Robbie Hart and James Shark laugh. Robbie hart walks over to Craig Hemming and picks him up. Robbie Hart locks an inverted facelock with one arm, and grabs Craig Hemming’s tights with the other. Robbie Hart lifts Craig Hemming completely vertical before twisting around in a full circle. Robbie Hart jumps up and then falls back down, driving Craig Hemming down into the mat hard on the back of his neck.

Rick – A Long Look delivered there by Robbie Hart to a defenseless Craig Hemming

Matt – And I think I know what’s going to happen next!


James Shark laughs and motions for Robbie Hart to pick up the barely moving Craig Hemming. Ruben Ricardo Leon continues to watch from outside the ring. Robbie Hart holds Craig Hemming on his feet, as James Shark taunts him for a while. James Shark winds his fist back, before punching Craig Hemming square in the jaw, knocking him unconscious and sending him crumpling to the mat. Both Robbie Hart and James Shark place one foot on the chest of Craig Hemming as the referee drops down and begins to count.

Rick – I’m not calling this pin

Matt – Shark hits the Swag Out! New champions!

-1-

-2-

-3-


[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners, and the new tag team champions, as well as the new IWF World Heavyweight Champion and IWF High Impact Champion, James Shark and Robbie Hart!

Ruben Ricardo Leon slides back into the ring with James Shark and Robbie Hart, and the three men celebrate in the ring, James Shark holding up his newly won IWF Championship belt. Ruben Ricardo Leon grabs the hands of both men and raises them up to the sky.

Rick – I’m gonna be sick. Thank god Steel is going to teach Corey a lesson next

Matt – I wouldn’t be so sure of it


The show fades to a commercial as the three members of Upper Limit continue to celebrate in the ring.

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IWF Films presents

Nowhere to Run Albino10

Starring Corey Casey

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Rick – It’s that time!

Matt – Double Cage Horror time!

Rick – Man I’ve got goosebumps


Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Double Cage horror match!

All the lights go out for a few moments and a single sentence can be seen in red letters on the titantron.

"The reaper has arrived."

Suddenly the lights dance around the ramp as flames erupt in the center and form a symbol of an inverted cross on fire. Black smoke emerges from entrance ramp, revealing a hooded figure in a black cloak.

Rrwoooaaaw!
Ahh, Ahhh
Burning now I bring you Hell!


The crowd stares at the hooded man as he slowly makes he way down the ramp. His expression is focused on what is in front of him, he dosen't bother to look at the fans that are on the sides.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first, the man trying to end the streak, Dark Archangel!

Read me tonight, when the warnings said leave a shudder upon you
Running from all that you feared in your life
Soul of the night, when the sun mislead hear the horror upon you
Marking the moment to straying in my


He then stops right at the at the end of the ramp and brings his hands together. He then spreads his arms out with his hands opened as dark pyro ignites from the stage.

Ghost of a life!
And I can't get round the way you left me out in the open
To leave me to die!
So how can I, forget the way you lead me through the path into Heaven
To leave me behind!


Now I can stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
Burning now I bring you Hell!


The man then jumps to the apron with no effort and leaps over the top rope. He then removes the hood showing his long black hair to the crowd, a half crescent moon like marking is seen on his left eye. The crowd looks on in awe as the man stares at them, as if he's trying to peer into their souls.

Free me tonight, as the animal kings breathe their terror upon you
Caught in the moment, engaging in my
Bloodlust tonight, now I can't control my unbalanced soul
Get back from me demon, or be exorcised!


He then removes the cloak revealing a solid black short sleeve kimono. The word "Dark" can be seen in crimson letters with a circle of Latin markings surrounding it and angel wings attached to the sides. On the back is the word "Archangel" written in blood with droplets hanging below the letters. He also wears black and white pants with red crosses on the sides. He hands the cloak to the ref who takes them away.

Now I can stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
Soul of the night, I know
Now I can stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
Burning now I bring you Hell!


He then does the same hand gesture as before and black pyro erupts from the two back turnbuckles behind him.

Burning now I bring you Hell!

The Dark Archangel then picks a corner and leans on the ropes as he patiently waits for the match to begin.

Rick – Steel Angel looks sort of worried to me. He better be ready for this match, he can’t let me down!

Matt – Is it possible to be ready for Double Cage Horror against Corey Casey?

Rick – It better be


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 a bright light. The figure is standing with his back to the ring and is wearing a black sleeveless hooded robe with the hood pulled up. On the back of the robe is “The Punisher” logo. As the guitar riff kicks in, fireworks erupt from under the stage on either side

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 slowly turns around and reaches up and takes down his hood, revealing the slightly smirking face of Corey Casey

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 begins to walk down the entrance ramp and toward the ring. He reaches out and slaps the outstretched hands of some of the fans on either side of the isle

Heather Thompson – And his opponent, the man who has never lost inside Double Cage Horror, ladies and gentlemen, Corey Casey!

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 hops up on the ring apron and ducks in between the second and third rope as he enters the ring. He then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and holds his clenched fists straight out to either side

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 hops down from the turnbuckle and stares across the ring. His smirk widens a bit as he stares confidently at his Dark Archangel...

Rick – Man that’s a scary stare

Matt – I’m afraid of Corey Casey right now


Nowhere to Run Mainevent
Double Cage Horror
Corey Casey
[color=yellow][vs]/color] Dark Archangel


The cages begin to lower down around the ring, enclosing both men inside. The referee rings for the bell.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Corey Casey and Steel Angel circle each other in the middle of the ring. Steel Angel runs at Corey Casey and begins to kick and punch him as fast as he can, causing Corey Casey to retreat back towards the ropes and cage. Steel Angel keeps up the pressure with his kicks and punches, while Corey Casey tries to block them. Steel Angel then runs back and tries to bounce himself off of the ropes, but hits the steel cage instead and comes up in pain.

Rick – I guess Steel Angel forgot that there was a cage in this match

Matt – I’m sure he was scared enough of Corey that he just forgot that he can’t run into the ropes like that

Corey Casey uses this as an opportunity to strike, as he runs and clotheslines Steel Angel to the ground. Corey Casey crawls over to Steel Angel and begins to punch him hard in the head repeatedly as Steel Angel desperately tries to block the punches with his arms. Corey Casey stands up and begins to stomp away at Steel Angel on the ground.

Rick – Corey seems to be in complete control here early on

Matt – Well he does have all that experience

Corey Casey picks Steel Angel up onto his feet and lifts him up onto his shoulder. Steel Angel manages to slip out the back as Corey Casey tries to slam him. Steel Angel kicks Corey Casey hard in the side of the knee from behind. Steel Angel then runs forward and hits a bulldog on Corey Casey, smashing his face into the mat. Corey Casey rolls over on the mat as Steel Angel stands back up.

Rick – There we go, Steel Angel getting some offense in!

Matt – He’s still got a long way to go before he can beat Corey though

Steel Angel runs and hops up onto the top turnbuckle. He waits for Corey Casey to stand up, and when he does, Steel Angel jumps off of the turnbuckle. Steel Angel tries to missile dropkick Corey Casey, but he moves out of the way just in time. Steel Angel crashes hard to the ground. Corey Casey walks over to Steel Angel and picks him up onto his shoulder, before powerslamming him down to the mat again. Steel Angel crawls over to the ropes and pulls himself up with them.

Rick – Come on Steel, shake off that powerslam, you can do it!

Matt – Man I liked it when you weren’t so biased

Rick – You want me to be unbiased?

Matt – Yes, actually, I do. Since you know, its your job.

Corey Casey runs at Steel Angel, who drops to the ground at the last second and trips Corey Casey, who crashes headfirst into the steel cage. Steel Angel then quickly bounces up and rolls up Corey Casey, trying to steal a pinfall. The referee drops down.

-1-


Corey Casey easily powers out.

Rick – Corey Casey powers out of that pin, going to take a lot more to keep him down

Matt – Thank you


Steel Angel runs over to the ropes and springboards off of the second rope, flipping backwards and landing a moonsault across the chest of Corey Casey. Steel Angel waits for Corey Casey to stand up. When he does, Steel Angel twists and hits a huge spinning kick to the face of Corey Casey, directly hitting his nose. Corey Casey falls down as blood drips from his nose. Corey Casey wipes it and looks At Steel Angel, who is backing away from him. Steel Angel then runs at Corey Casey, who jumps up and spears Steel Angel mid-run.

Rick – Corey Casey hits a spear!

Matt – That was huge, he almost snapped Steel Angel in half!


Corey Casey brushes the blood from under his nose before looking down at Steel Angel, who is rolling around on the ground in pain. Corey Casey picks up Steel Angel and lifts him up over his head horizontally. Corey Casey then tosses Steel Angel behind him, allowing Steel Angel to fall facefirst onto the mat hard. Corey Casey turns around and drops to one knee. He grabs Steel Angel’s head and begins to punch away at it over and over, busting Steel Angel open.

Rick – Uh oh, Steel Angel’s bleeding already

Matt – And when Corey smells blood, he’s like a shark in the water


Steel Angel manages to roll out of Corey Casey’s grasp and back up to his feet. Corey Casey moves towards him and kicks him in the stomach. Corey Casey grabs Steel Angel and begins to run with him to the corner, trying to slam Steel Angel’s chest into the turnbuckle. Steel Angel suddenly grabs Corey Casey’s head, jumps and runs up the ropes, flips backwards and plants Corey Casey with a sliced bread #3.

Rick – Heavens Wrath by Steel Angel! Out of nowhere!

Matt – And Corey is down! Steel Angel really needs to capitalize on this right now


Steel Angel looks down at Corey Casey then grins. He walks over to the ropes and begins to climb up the cage. Once he gets to the top, he stands on it, looking down at Corey Casey, who is stirring on the ground.

Rick – He’s going to jump!

Matt – Not sure this is such a great idea by Steel


Steel Angel taunts Corey Casey, who has rolled over onto his back. Steel Angel reaches up and grabs onto the roof of the cell. He uses it to swing himself forward, flipping and twisting through the air, falling towards Corey Casey, who rolls out of the way at the last possible second, causing Steel Angel to smash hard into the mat.

Rick – Wow, did you see how hard he hit the mat?!

Matt – Yep, I was right. Bad idea.


Corey Casey stands up and laughs as Steel Angel rolls around on the mat in pain. Corey Casey reaches down and picks up Steel Angel by his head. Corey Casey drags Steel Angel over to the steel cage. Corey Casey grabs the back of Steel Angel’s head and begins to smash his head into the steel cage. Corey Casey rubs Steel Angel’s face across the cage, as Steel Angel desperately tries to get away from the cage. Steel Angel manages to knee Corey Casey in the stomach, causing Corey Casey to release his hold on Steel Angel.

Rick – Steel Angel manages to escape that hold by Corey, but look at the blood flow from his face

Matt – The crimson mask, one might call it

Rick – One might

Matt – That’s why I said that


Steel Angel hooks the head of Corey Casey and immediately drops him with a big DDT. Steel Angel quickly runs and hops to the top turnbuckle. As Corey Casey stands up to his feet, Steel Angel jumps off, trying to take Corey Casey down with a flying crossbody. Instead, Corey Casey catches Steel Angel and begins to run towards the steel cage. Corey Casey drives Steel Angel backfirst into the cage at full speed, causing the entire cage wall to collapse and sending both men tumbling over the ropes and onto the floor outside of the ring.

Rick – Holy shit

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

Matt – Looks like they agree with you Rick


Both men lay motionless outside the ring as the referee checks on both of them. Corey Casey slowly begins to stir, and manages to pull himself up to his feet. Corey Casey walks over to Steel Angel and picks him up. Corey Casey drags Steel Angel over to the steel steps and looks at him. Corey Casey hooks Steel Angel’s head and then drops him with a DDT onto the steel steps. Corey Casey stands up and laughs before looking down at Steel Angel.

Corey Casey
Beg for mercy Steel. Beg!


Rick – Corey wants Steel Angel to beg for mercy

Matt – I’m not sure that’s going to happen


Corey Casey leans down to Steel Angel, who reaches up and punches Corey Casey in the face. As he stumbles backwards, Steel Angel uses his legs to trip Corey Casey, who falls and hits the back of his head on the ring apron. Corey Casey collapses to the ground as Steel Angel lies on the ground still, holding his head. Both men lay there for a while, before Steel Angel slowly makes it to his feet. He begins to walk around the outside of the ring, to the other side of the cage. Corey Casey slowly stands up and sees Steel Angel on the other side of the ring.

Rick – Steel Angel’s been spotted by Corey Casey, he needs to keep away from him right now

Matt – But Corey’s got his sights set, and look at him go!


Corey Casey begins to run after Steel Angel, who stops at the corner of the cell. Corey Casey tries to clothesline Steel Angel, who somehow manages to vault up over Corey Casey, who then crashes into the cell door. Steel Angel lands on his feet behind Corey Casey and immediately jumps up and dropkicks Corey Casey in the back, sending him crashing through the cell door to the outside of the ring.

Rick – Boom! Right through the door

Matt – And now they’re on the outside of the cell, this should get interesting

Rick – I bet they end up on the roof at some point


Corey Casey slowly gets to his feet as Steel Angel walks over to him and begins kicking him hard in the side. Corey Casey eventually catches a kick and grabs Steel Angel by the throat. Corey Casey throws Steel Angel backwards, sending him into the cell. Corey Casey runs forward and shoulder blocks Steel Angel back into the cell wall. Corey Casey then grabs Steel Angel and whips him hard into the crowd barrier. Steel Angel collapses to the floor as Corey Casey walks over to the timekeepers booth and grabs a steel chair.

Rick – Uh oh, this doesn’t look good for Steel Angel

Matt – This whole match hasn’t looked good for Steel Angel


Steel Angel is slowly getting to his feet as Corey Casey walks over to him with the chair. Corey Casey waits for Steel Angel to turn around, before he smashes Steel Angel in the head with the steel chair, causing him to collapse to the ground. Corey Casey leans down towards Steel Angel and yells at him.

Corey Casey
I wanna hear you beg Steel. Beg for mercy, and I’ll stop all this punishment


Rick – Not gonna happen Casey!


Corey Casey waits for an answer, but doesn’t get one. Corey Casey raises the steel chair and smashes it into Steel Angel’s back. Corey Casey again waits for Steel Angel to say anything, but when he doesn’t, he brings the chair slamming down on the back of Steel Angel yet again. Corey Casey continues to smash Steel Angel’s back with the chair, as Steel Angel desperately tries to crawl away.

Matt – Man this looks painful

Rick – Steel Angel needs to get that chair out of Corey’s hands, or he’s not going to do very well

Matt – He just needs to do something, because he’s doing nothing right now


Corey Casey reaches down and grabs Steel Angel. He leans him up against the ring barrier, so that Steel Angel’s head is pressed up against the barrier. Corey Casey smiles as he swings the chair back, before swinging it forward, trying to crush Steel Angel’s head between the chair and the ring barrier. Steel Angel manages to move out of the way, and Corey Casey hits the ring barrier with the chair, causing him to drop it in recoil.

Rick – Man that really hurts your hands when that happens

Matt – Yeah, look how fast Corey dropped that chair

Rick – This is Steel’s chance!


Steel Angel slowly stands up and hooks the head of Corey Casey, trying to drop him with another DDT. Instead, Corey Casey manages to block the hold and picks Steel Angel up over his head. Corey Casey throws Steel Angel at the cell wall. But instead of hitting it, Steel Angel manages to grab onto it and begins to climb up the cell wall, towards the roof. Corey Casey immediately begins to follow Steel Angel up the cell. Steel Angel reaches the top and turns around, stomping where Corey Casey is trying to pull himself up.

Rick – I was right, top of the cell

Matt – Well hold on, Steel’s doing a pretty nice job of keeping Corey from actually getting onto the roof


Steel Angel continues to stomp every time Corey Casey tries to pull himself onto the roof. Corey Casey quickly reaches around and grabs the back of Steel Angel’s leg, tripping him down to the roof, as Corey Casey pulls himself onto the roof and stands up. Corey Casey reaches down and grabs onto Steel Angel, who quickly kicks Corey Casey in the stomach and takes a few steps back. Steel Angel runs at Corey Casey, who quickly catches him and drops him onto the cell roof with a double edge spinebuster.

Rick – Huge spinebuster by Corey Casey

Matt – He’s going to yell at Steel again

Corey Casey
Give up yet Steel? Ready to beg for mercy?


Steel Angel
Never


Rick – He’ll never give up Corey! Do your worst!


Corey Casey’s smile disappears, and he reaches down and grabs onto Steel Angel. Corey Casey picks him up vertically over his head, before slamming him back down with a suplex powerslam onto the cell roof, causing it to buckle slightly. Corey Casey leans down and again yells at Steel Angel, who says nothing back to him. Corey Casey drops down and begins to punch Steel Angel’s already blood-soaked face, causing more blood to pour out everywhere.

Matt – He’s doing his worst

Corey Casey picks up Steel Angel and again delivers a huge vertical suplex powerslam onto the steel cell roof. Steel Angel is barely conscious as Corey Casey picks him up and looks at him.

Rick – Steel looks really out of this

Matt – He’s done, he should just give up now, before this punishment gets worse.

Corey Casey
Ready yet?


Steel Angel looks up at him faintly, barely moving, and shakes his head no.

Rick – HAHA he said no! Suck on it Corey!

Corey Casey punches Steel Angel in the face and then picks him up over his head horizontally. Corey Casey presses him up to the sky, and walks towards the edge of the cell. Corey Casey holds Steel Angel above his head, as he stands on the edge of the cell roof, looking down at the announcer tables. Corey Casey bends his knees and gets ready, but Steel Angel cries out in pain.

Steel Angel
Okay stop! Mercy! Mercy! Mercy!


Rick - …fuck

Matt – Steel Angel is begging for mercy from Corey Casey!


Corey Casey begins laughs as he slowly lowers Steel Angel from above his head. Suddenly, Corey Casey’s smiles and laughter disappear, and he lifts Steel Angel back above his head.

Rick – What does he think he’s doing?!

Corey Casey
NO!


Matt – Oh fuck get out of the way


Corey Casey then throws Steel Angel over his head and off the top of the cell roof. Steel Angel’s body goes flying through the air, before he crashes down onto the announcer’s table, causing it to shatter as Rick and Matt dive out of the way.

“HOLY FUCK” “HOLY FUCK” “HOLY FUCK” “HOLY FUCK”

Corey Casey grins and begins to climb down from the top of the cell. He hops down and walks over to where Steel Angel lies completely motionless and unconscious in the table wreckage, face and body covered in blood. Corey Casey drops to his knees and covers Steel Angel right then and there, as the referee slides over and begins the count.

-1-

-2-

-3-


The referee signals for the bell

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and STILL undefeated inside Double Cage Horror, Corey Casey!

Rick – I can’t believe this

Matt – I can. It’s Corey Casey, did you expect anything different?

Rick – He could have killed Steel Angel! He should be fired!

Matt – But he won’t be. There are no rules in this match remember Rick? Corey’s allowed to do that

Corey Casey stands up and smiles and the broken body of Steel Angel, as the referee pushes him away. Medics run down from backstage and begin to tend to Steel Angel, who is still unconscious. Corey Casey smiles one last time, before walking away towards the cell.

Rick – Well, the streak stays intact

Matt – And Corey made Steel Angel beg for mercy in doing so


Corey Casey begins to climb the cell as it begins to be raised above the ring to the rafters. He climbs onto the roof of the cell, and walks over to the center of the roof. He strikes a pose for the crowd, as the cell is raised up into the rafters.

Rick – What a weird night

Matt – You’re telling me

Rick – We yet again have a new IWF Champion, as well as new tag team champions

Matt – And CHAD MASON won the Battle for the Briefcase tournament.

Rick – Yeah, I’m still in shock about that

Matt – Chad fucking Mason!

Rick – Well folks, tune in next week to Battle Grounds, and see the fallout of Nowhere to Run

Matt – And you know what’s two weeks from now, don’t you Rick?

Rick – What’s that Matt?

Matt – The IWF One Year Anniversary show! Goodnight folks!

The pay-per-view fades to credits with Corey Casey slowly being raised out of site into the rafters, still holding his arms to the sky for the crowd, as they cheer him on.

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