Spring Fling Tour Stop III

The show opens with a panoramic shot of the Arena di Verona and the 15,000 screaming fans holding up signs and screaming at the top of their lungs. Once the camera does a full loop of the arena, it turns to the middle of the ring where IWF General Manager Brandon Macdonald stands in his best Armani, holding a mic.

Brandon Macdonald
Good evening Verona, Italy and WELCOME TO BATTLEGROUNDS!

Cheap pop

Brandon Macdonald
This world tour is almost over folks, and it has been great! Great seeing IWF fans from around the world. It’s been really nice to hear all of the support of fans worldwide for IWF in the upcoming IWF vs. WEW inter-promotional supercard!

The fans roar, and then break out into an IWF chant. Brandon lets it go for a few moments and holds his microphone out to the crowd as he walks around the ring. When he finally has enough he comes back to the center of the ring and raises the microphone again.

Brandon Macdonald
As we all know by now, the IWF Champion will face the WEW champion in one of two main events. Whether that man is James Shark or Corey Casey, IWF will be represented in that champion versus champion match. Whoever loses that match will probably still find a place in the ten-man match that we’re still setting terms and stipulations for. But that’s only one man of five I need to put together for this match. So I got out my phone and I took a long look down my list of numbers. And what hit me is that this battle really isn’t much different than picking sides on any other playground. And when you were a kid, and you were picking sides for a game or a fight back on the playground; who was your first pick? Who was always your first pick? You always picked the biggest, the strongest one there. So that’s what I did. It took some maneuvering. I had to do a little coaxing, I had to overrule our CEO, but I got him. I got the strongest. I got the toughest. I got the biggest. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Team IWF’s #1 draft pick, the first man I called for this fight, the IWGP World Heavyweight Champion…

Rick Christian
What?

Brandon Macdonald
…THE BLACK DRAGON…

If Brandon actually says his name, it’s swallowed up by the roar of the Italian crowd, and the opening strains of Dragonforce’s “Cry Thunder”. The fans clap in time with the drums as the song rolls into the main riff. He doesn’t make them wait long. Stygian steps out as Marc Hudson starts singing. Dressed in his new Black Templar t-shirt, his Tron duster and jeans, he receives a huge hand from the Verona crowd. He stands at the top of the ramp with Lilith and Lilah—looking like they just stepped off a runway in Milan—flanking him. He takes off his sunglasses and soaks in the ovation from the Milan crowd. When he gets to ringside, he undoes the duster so that the IWGP World Heavyweight can be more clearly seen. Lilith saunters over to the ring steps, where she is joined by Lilah. The pair of them climb the steps and walk along the apron and strike salacious poses a few feet in from either ring post. Stygian reaches up, grabs the top rope and pulls himself onto the ring apron in one step. He turns to the crowd and holds both arms up, cueing an explosion from above the ring, and a continuous shower of gold sparks in time with the start of the chorus. Stygian and Brandon meet and give one another a manly handshake-hug thing in the middle of the ring. Stygian steps back and shows the belt to Brandon who nods. The pair of them make small talk as the music cuts. After a few seconds, Stygian holds his hand out to Brandon, who hands him the mic.

Stygian
You all sound glad to see me!

The crowd roars

Stygian
Well, almost all of you.

Stygian walks over to the ropes and points down at the announce table. Right at Rick Christian.

Stygian
One of you looks genuinely surprised to see me. Why Rick Christian, you look like someone walked over your grave.

Rick
What is this son of a bitch doing here? I fired him!

Stygian
Now this isn’t the time or place for dirty laundry. This isn’t the time for me to collect the pound of flesh I am owed by the corrupt bureaucrat who likes to think he is the alpha and the omega of this company. This isn’t a time for grievances or wars. Just know that I have some, and you’re going to get yours, Rick. I’m going to get my payback for that chickenshit little stunt you pulled! Believe that!

There’s also the little matter of a title I was forced to surrender that I was never beaten for. Again, that’s going to wait. Because while I owe some people a swift kick in the ass, and I have a differing opinion on who the IWF world champion should be, we all have bigger fish to fry. I can be a big enough man to deal with my personal issues within this company at a later time.

The big thing everyone in IWF is talking about, everyone in the world is talking about is the IWF/WEW supercard! Intercompany warfare! This man here brought me back to carry the flag and anchor Team IWF in the co-main event and I am going to do just that! Because let me tell you, folks, this is the most self-important, arrogant, ignorant bunch of people I have ever met in this business, and if you’ve ever worked in this business you know that’s quite a statement! World Elite Wrestling. Let me tell you something people, this isn’t a wrestling company, they just play one on TV. They talk tough on Twitter and pick fights with everyone else because they need the notoriety. Hell, they trot out a German talk-show host to try and get a ratings spike in Europe. They couldn't sell out a world tour like we have! They need the exposure. They throw out a ton of words knowing that they will never have to back them up. They will never have to make good on them. World Elite Wrestling is just like any other internet bully, and one night Brandon Macdonald and I got tired of it.

I can’t remember which one of us was first, but I think I was the one who shot my mouth off and said I would take four guys from IWF and face any five of them on any neutral site anywhere in the world. Next thing I know, Brandon Macdonald is saying “hey, I’d come out of retirement for a piece of that.” And the next thing I know? The next thing I know WEW is in full backpedal mode. All of them were trying to back off their words and say they wouldn’t sink to our level. But they were having a hard time selling to their fans that they weren’t scared of us. So Brandon and I made the challenge again. Anyone, anytime, anywhere. Their self-appointed queen Sayge Gemson came out and flat out denied that it was ever going to happen saying “…the last time we issued a challenge to someone their federation owner got pissy and mad, so no thanks.” Oh yeah, well we

Stygian points between himself and Brandon

Stygian
issued the challenge and you and your little flock of fainting goats tried to back out. But eventually someone in WEW must have noticed something…there’s a ton of money to be made off this. Even with each company splitting the profits, there’s too much money to leave on the table. So you had to do it.

The crowd pops

Stygian
You have to do it, but you saw a silver lining: they don’t have Stygian. They don’t have the best big man in the business. They don’t have that seven foot monster to aim at us. Well, guess what?

Funny thing about my New Japan Pro contract, it’s the standard contract they give to American wrestlers. As long as I don’t miss a scheduled appearance, I can work for any other company I want as long as I don’t appear for them in Japan. So Brandon and Corey put their heads together, they decided to veto Rick Christian and here I am. Here I am, on Team IWF. It’s really kind of fitting that this announcement comes in Verona, Italy.

Cheap pop, but Stygian motions for them to quiet down.

Stygian
No, no, I wasn’t trying for a Mick Foley pop. No, no. I just find it amusing that this announcement is made in Verona, Italy, where “Romeo and Juliet” is set. Because now that I am here? Now that I’m going to be on IWF’s side when that bell rings? WEW is going to find itself staring in its very own Shakespearian Tragedy! Here’s a fun fact, WEW tried to sign me after Rick Christian fired me. But they were too cheap to hire Lilith and Lilah. If they had put up the money? They’d have had one of the best wrestlers in the world today with a huge mad spot for IWF. They could have had the biggest gun in the fight. Now you’re going to see, World Elite, firsthand what you missed out on. You’re going to see the best big man in the world, the most dominant champion in the sport. You’re going to see what could have been your future, and you’re going to see that future make you history. No fear, no remorse, no pity.

The crowd roars and Brandon claps. He holds his hand out for the mic but Stygian shakes his finger.

Stygian
You know, I seem to be the first man on the team, but I do recall a certain, recently-engaged, retired former World Champion saying that if this happen, he’d sign on.

Brandon laughs and gives him a “you son of a bitch” smirk.

Stygian
ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH!
Eventually the crowd drowns out Stygian who shrugs and tosses the mic back to Brandon, before “Cry Thunder” picks up at the chorus. Stygian and the girls leave the ring and make their way to the back, leaving Brandon in the middle of the ring, and a very loud “ONE MORE MATCH!” chant.

But Brandon shakes his head before he slides out of the ring. He walks up the ramp telling the fans no more. The screen cuts to a shot of the arena that once housed Galidators, as the Battle Grounds logo appears on the screen



Live from Arena di Verona in Verona, Italy



Rick – Welcome to Battle Grounds everyone! Live from Verona, Italy!

Matt – Stygian is fucking back Rick! And he’s gonna fight for team IWF!!!

Rick – Stygian even tried to get Brandon to come back, for one more match!

Matt – If these fans can’t get Brandon back in the ring, I bet Stygian could!

Rick –Tonight though Matt, the IWF Superstars get to become Gladiators! Let’s not forget, Corey Casey and James Shark will team up to take on the world!

Matt – I bet they end up killing each other before the world can beat them

Rick - Anyways, it’s time for our first match of the night!

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is are opening bout of the night! Introducing first, Masque!

Masque is standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for his challenger of the night

Rick – Here’s hoping Masque try’s to win for a change

Matt – I’m excited to see Savannah Monica!

Heather Thompson - And his opponent, from New York City, weighing 127 pounds, Savannah Monica!

"Pressure" by Paramore hits the PA and the theme echo’s around the hallow grounds; she does a little spin at the top of the entrance ramp, before walking down the ramp towards the ring. She struts with confidence, as she walks to the side of the ring and leaps up landing on one knee, as she slowly lefts up her other leg. She enters the ring, and climbs up the turnbuckle holding up her arms.


Savannah Monica [vs.] Masque

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Savannah Monica and Masque start off the match with a standard test of strength. Masque quickly tries to muscle his way around Savannah with a scoop up. As soon as she’s airborne she locks in a guillotine, riding low on his neck and leg gripping his waist as he struggles to escape!!!

Rick -This could be it!!

Matt - So soon?

It seems to be in deep, but Masque counters that by picking up Savannah with a burst of strength, then driving her to the mat with a powerbomb! Masque waves onto the fans, getting nothing but Boo’s from the Italian Crowed. He then goes back to Savannah and tries to snatch her into a front headlock. She quickly counters that with a wrist lock, sweeping behind Masque, then using the wristlock to sling him back for a belly to back suplex! It’s not the most powerful of belly to backs, but it grounds Masque long enough for Savannah to lock in a The Cody Taylor Lock. She squeezes as tight as she can, causing the fans to stand.

Rick - She has this win in the palm of her hand! Savannah can take this!

Matt - She can have me in her palm anytime!

Miraculously, Masque raises his legs, grips her arms, and then rolls the hold in reverse, putting Savannah on her back! Masque then raises her up, and drops her with a gourdbuster, effectively releasing himself from another hold. At this point, Masque takes a breather by the ropes, allowing both to recuperate. At the ten second mark Masque walks over to Savannah, drops to his knees, and goes for an armbar. He starts cranking back on the joint of the arm, but Savannah raises up and flips out of the loose armbar, then lunges in for a takedown! Unfortunately she leaves her head exposed, and Masque locks in a guillotine of his own, taking it to the mat. With both legs crossed, he cranks away at Savannah

Rick - The tables are turned, and now Savannah is looking to be on the end of one strong guillotine!

Matt -That’s in tight Ricky, she could be in La-La Land very soon here, if she doesn’t do something quick!

Gently Savannah pushes down on the loose guard of Masque, escaping to side control unexpectedly. Masque loses the full grip of the move, and this allows Savannah to grab his leg and starts twisting his foot. She does it sneakily, slowly trying to push her head out. Just as she does, she flips her legs up onto his legs and she looks for a sharpshooter! Masque however is quick enough to roll out of it immediately, but as he does he gives up his leg again. Savannah leaps and latches on the The Combination Lock cranking back on Masque’s heel

Rick - The Combination Lock is in! Savannah has full leverage and is cranking back hard!!

Matt - If Masque gets out of this, I’ll buy him a sandwich!

Masque tries everything to escape but every inch he attempts to take Savannah pulls harder, giving Masque no option but to tap out!!

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Matt – No Sandwich for poor ol’ Masque

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner, Savannah Monica!

Savannah Monica holds her hand up to the sky as the referee holds her hand up in victory.

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NHL Cheerleaders … There Hardcore!

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The show comes back from commercials. Brandon Macdonald stands in the ring with a microphone in hand.

Brandon Macdonald.
So as you all know we will have a big tag team match coming up against WEW. You all also know that Stygian is the first member of team IWF. The second member will be the loser of the main event at Bloody Sunday. Now that alone is a scary team. But I am about to make it even scarier. Because I have talked to a very good friend of mine. A man all of you know and love and he has agreed to be the third member of Team IWF. He will be back for one night only so you better enjoy it while he is here. This man needs no further introduction because his talent and accomplishments speak for themselves. Ladies and gentlemen, Jason Hawk.

Matt – Sweet! My best friend in a wrestling ring again! This will be awesome!

Rick – No no no!! He was fired for a reason! He is not supposed to be back! What are you doing Brandon?!?!

KAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

Ties That Bind by Alter Bridge blasts through the speakers blue smoke fills the stage. Jason Hawk emerges from the behind the curtains. He throws his arms to the side and as he does golden pyro shoots up beside. Jason Hawk walks down the ramp, climbs into the ring, and is handed a microphone.

Jason Hawk.
Hold on a second. There is something I gotta do.

Jason pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and lights one up. He takes a drag and continues to speak.

Jason Hawk.
If there is anyone who is wondering why I am smoking, than I will gladly inform that is because I saw a sign outside that said no smoking inside. But no sign is gonna tell me what to do. Because I am such a Crime Rider. But OK, yeah, IWF vs WEW. Why did I agree to this? Oh wait.. one more thing. Do any of you know why I am not co-GM with my good friend Brandon over here? No? That guy right over there.

Jason Hawk points towards Rick Christian.

Jason Hawk.
It was complete bullshit but it is OK. Because we can get back at them.

Jason Hawk climbs out of the ring. He walks towards the announce table.

Jason Hawk.
Hai Matt

Matt – Oh Hai Jason

Matt Biggars and Jason Hawk high five and Jason Hawk then turns his attention to Rick Christian. Jason Hawk blows a cloud of smoke in the face of Rick Christian.

Jason Hawk.
Fuck. You. Rick.

Rick Christian is about to say something but Jason Hawk unplugs his headset and then he turns his attention to the crowd.

Jason Hawk.
Are you guys ready to cheer? When I say “Fuck You” you say “Rick” Fuck You!

“Rick!!”

Jason Hawk walks around the ring as he keeps the chants going.

Jason Hawk.
Fuck you!

“Rick”

Jason Hawk
When I say “Fuck you” you say “Rick” Fuck you!

“Rick!!”

Jason Hawk.
Fuck you!

“Rick!”

Jason Hawk rolls into the ring and puts his arm around Brandon Macdonald.

]b]Jason Hawk.
When I say “Fuck you” you say “Rick” Fuck you![/b]

Jason Hawk moves his mic towards Brandon Macdonald.

Brandon Macdonald.
Rick!

Jason Hawk.
One last time louder than ever before! Fuck You!!

“RICK!!!!!!!!!!!”

Matt – Haha, Fuck you Rick

Rick - ...

Jason Hawk.
Very good, very good. That was really nice. That brings me to the other man who had me fired. And this will not be a very big surprise when I tell you that the bumbaclot stroke again. Yes, Corey Casey had me fired. Which reminds me. Who in the blue hell is it possible that you all cheer for Corey Casey? What the fuck? Corey Casey?! Really? You disappoint me! Seriously, never ever cheer for Corey Casey. When he comes down that ramp now, and I know his ego will not allow me to stand here and insult him without having him do something about it, I demand that you boo him. Boo him more viciously than ever before! Boo him just like you used to

“Kill me with a beat!”

Jason Hawk.
Told you.

Corey Casey walks down the ramp with and angry look on his face. He gets a mixed reactioned from the crowd. Some boo him and some cheer him. He stops and looks at some of the fans who boo him with an angry look on his face. He simply ignores them and then slides into the ring and gets face to face with Jason Hawk.

Corey Casey
I am only gonna say this once so listen up. This is my company and you are not welcome! Get the fuck out.

Matt – The bumbaclot has stroke again

Rick – Yeah! Tell him Corey!

Jason Hawk smirks.

Jason Hawk.
Make me.

Corey Casey
I do not allow you to compete for IWF. I will not have you represent IWF! You were fired for a reason so stay away! You are still fired! Security! Escort this man out of the building!

Jason Hawk
I am not even under IWF contract.

Corey Casey
SECURITY!!!

Brandon Macdonald.
Corey! Shut up now! I have granted Jason special permission to compete for IWF. There is nothing you can do about it. I have made it so and I have the final decision in this! So take a seat and shut up!

Corey Casey smirks.

Corey Casey
Looks like I will just have to make sure myself that Jason does not compete for IWF then.

Corey Casey is about to punch Jason Hawk when Jason Hawk burns Corey Casey’s arm with his cigarette. Jason then kicks Corey to the gut and hooks both his arms. Jason spins around and nails Corey with a double underhook spining facebuster.

Matt – Hawk’s Wings!

Jason than climbs to the top rope. Jason forms his hand into a gun and shoot himself to the temple before leaping of the top rope with a double shooting star press.

Matt – The Perfect Soar! The absolute best high-flying move in the world!

Rick – Aaron O’my God is way better.

Matt – Shat stupid Rick! You know nothing.

Jason stands up and sends his arms to the side as Ties That Binds starts to play again and the show cuts to commercials

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Rick – I can’t believe what Jason Hawk just did to Corey Casey!

Matt – It was freaking kick-ass!

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Huddersfield, England, weighing 220 pounds, Tom Sykes!

Linkin Park - In The End hits and comes out high fiving the fans and comes out to do a holdup

Heather Thompson – And his opponent, from Louisville, KY, weighing 326 pounds, making his IWF debut and his return to professional wrestling … Crimson Skull!

Thunder claps loudly throughout the arena; the sound of pouring rain comes over the sound system. Thunder claps again as a child's eerie voice is heard singing an old nursery rhyme.

" A tisket a tasket, the scarecrow's out his casket”

Thunder claps even louder this time

”Turn out the lights and lock the doors, praying that he passes”

The lights go out in the arena and all is silent.

A moment passes, and suddenly a green lightning bolt strikes the stage and the music for "Crown of the Fallen" begins to play. Crimson Skull steps out on the stage and slowly makes his way to the ring. He steps onto the steel steps and stops at the top. He slowly tips his head back as the chorus plays.

Crowned is the king of the fallen
Rejoice in his light, they live again
Crowned is the king of the fallen
Celebrate the subjugation of all man

He steps into the ring, going over the top rope. He stands in the center of the ring and removes his coat and hat. He looks to the heavens slowly and points at a ring post, it erupts in green flames. He does this again and again and again until all posts have been engulfed in flame.

Now place crown upon his head
The scepter in his grasp
Kneel now! for before you stands
The wicked God of wrath

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


Tom Sykes [vs.] Crimson Skull

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Crimson Skull wastes no time as he charges in at Sykes, backing him into the corner before nailing with a haymaker that leaves Sykes dazed in the corner! Skullthen takes a couple of steps back and runs in, nailing the much smaller man with a Forearm to the head! As Sykes stumbles out of the corner, Skull clutches him and takes him to the mat with a reverse DDT. Crimson Skull bounces off the ropes and looks for a big leg drop, but Sykes rolls out the way at the last possible second. Skull holds his leg in pain as Sykes gets to his feet and he drives his boot in to the side of Skull. He drops down to his level, and while grabbing his waist, he delivers a series of knee strikes to his side. After six shots, Sykes rolls Skull on to his stomach and locks in a Sharpshooter using his quickness to jump all over Crimson Skull

Rick – Tom Sykes not backing down from this giant of a monster!

Matt – Five years is a lot of rust to shake off!

Sykes has the hold in hard, but Crimson Skull uses his size and power to pick himself off the matt and breaks the hold with his legs sending Sykes into the ropes. Crimson Skull gets up as quick as his sour back would let him, but its just in time to catch Sykes with a Tremendous big boot that sends Sykes across the ring. Skull slowly makes his way to Sykes, as the crowed rallies for Tom to get outta dodge!

Rick – What power from Crimson Skull!

Matt – Dudes a freak! And I’m not talking about the fact that he’s a giant Scarecrow!

Before Skull can get to Sykes, Tom rolls to the safety of the apron, to catch his breath. He gets up to his feet, where Skull grabs a hold of him by his head and flips him back into the ring! Skull runs the ropes and comes back with a big leg-drop, Skull sits on Sykes for a cover!

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Tom Sykes kicks out. Skull pulls Sykes up, but Tom strikes with a European upper cut, getting a little bit of separation before hitting a dropkick. Skull doesn’t go down, but he does stumble dazed into a corner. Sykes lashes out with hard boots to the gut and chest, before climbing up and raining down with hard punches. The fans count along with the punches.

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Sykes points at the cheering fans and lands a 10th punch, but the small delay allows Skull to lift Sykes up, walk out from the corner, and drop him face first on the top turnbuckle. After a few seconds of recovering, Skull pulls Sykes up off the mat, up onto his shoulder, then slams him down with a running powerslam, and again goes for another cover

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tom Sykes kicks out

Rick – I thought Skull had Sykes right there!

Matt – That powerslam, shock the whole arena!

Skull isn’t detoured, though, as he pulls Sykes up off the mat again and whips him into the corner. Skull charges in, but is met with a pair of double boots. Skull, stumbles back and Tom leaps to the top rope and comes flying down on Skull with Crossbody!

Rick – Tom Sykes bringing the monster Down!

Sykes doesn’t go for the cover, though, wanting to inflict some punishment to make sure the giant doesn’t rise. He lands some mounted punches to the head of Skull, then Tom nails a sliding dropkick to the side of Skull’s head! Sykes plays for his cheering fans, allowing Skull to gets on to his hands and knees, Sykes runs the ropes and comes back with a hard kick to the ribs, flipping him over onto his back. Sykes then stands next to Skull and hits a standing moonsault, transitioning into a cover that only gets a 2 count. Sykes gets up quickly, and drops an elbow. He gets back up, runs the ropes, and hits a jumping elbow drop. He then goes to the closest corner, stands on the middle turnbuckle, and hits a third elbow drop. But again, it’s only good for a 2 count. After a few seconds to ponder, Sykes grabs onto the back of Skulls head

Rick - He’s going for the Grinner Clutch!

Matt - If he locks this in, it’s over.

Sykes tries to grapevine the head of The Crimson king, but Skull is too big and too strong. He manages to kick Sykes off, forcing some separation. Skull gets up to one knee when Sykes charges in, looking for a hurricanrauna, but Skull keeps a hold, lifting Sykes back up as Skull gets to his feet, before the Tom Sykes is spiked into the mat with a big powerbomb. Both men take a few seconds to catch their breaths and collect themselves before they get up. Sykes charges, but is dropped with a clothesline. Then a second one. Then a huge back body drop, almost up into the rafters!

Rick – Tom Sykes almost could have climbed up Mount Olympus!

Matt - Okay, exaggerate much…

Rick - It’s part of the job.

Tom Sykes gets back up to his feet yet again, but is woozy and not sure where he is… LARIAT! Turned him inside out. Crimson Skull with the cover!

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Sykes kicks out again!

Matt - Phew. Thought that was it.

Rick – Tom Sykes showing the world what it means to have Heart!

Looking frustrated, Skull picks up Sykes with grit teeth and looks to be going for the The Redeemer. He pulls Sykes in, he scoops him up and over his shoulders, and he prepares the slam. As dizzy as Sykes is, he has enough in him to wiggle out! He falls back and looks to drop Skull with the The Grinner Breaker, but Skull pushes him away and Sykes bounces off the rope and right into The Redeemer!

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The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here is your winner … Crimson Skull!

Skull gets back to his feet, and kicks Sykes rolling him out of the ring. He then reaches over the top rope and grabs a mic

Rick – Looks like Crimson Skull has something he wants to say

Matt – I bet you would have a lot to say to if you were missing for five years!

Crimson Skull
There’s a man in the back, a man who five years ago I left lying broken and battered in the center of a ring. A legacy I thought I put to rest all those years ago. SBK has pervaded the world with his endless verbal cess-pooling again, yet all of you people praise him. All of you cheered his name when he entered the Hall of Fame. One would believe that once you were taken to hell and back and given the merciless beating that I gave him, nearly costing him his own life that he wouldn’t even think about returning to the ring. I know now that he has “retired” once more. But I know Styles is just waiting for the next chance to stand in the lime light again.

The ref attempts to get Crimson Skull out of the ring, but he quickly backs off as The Crimson King shoots him a look that would cause any man to piss themselves

Crimson Skull
SBK’s career has been nothing but the benfiter of other peoples piss poor luck! He’s no better then your Joe Santiago, your Nick Ridicule. While others get pushed aside, SBK rides his name to fame. I’m here to remind Johnny, that there was one man who didn’t put up with the bullshit. There’s one man who five years ago, broke his back and nearly sent him to an early grave.

The crowed starts a “SBK” Chant

Crimson Skull
Hear that Johnny, there singing your song. Why don’t you please grace everyone with your pressence! I know your back there Johnny. You’ve been parading all around Italy, now man the fuck up and lets settle this once and for all!

Belladonna’s Black Swan hits the PA system sending the crowed into an uproar as they welcome home one of there hometown favorites Carmine Vestieri! The Italian Lion stands at the top of the ramp with a mic in his hands. The crowed cheers for their Italian Lion

Carmine Vestieri
Crimson Skull, would you please just shut the fuck up! You’re standing in that ring running your mouth about SBK this and SBK that. I think your just a bitter, jealous, old man that’s well past his prime. Hell you were past your prime when you came barking for a NLWF contract.

Skull pays Carmine’s words no mind

Crimson Skull
Same old Johnny Styles, feeding someone else to the lions.

Carmine Vestieri
Johnny Styles is happily retired, but I would be more then happy to teach you some damn respect

Carmine drops the mic ans storms to the ring, Crimson Skull is ready for him when he slides into the ring. The two quickly begin trading punches. Every punch Carmine throws at the giant seems to have no effect. Crimson Skull boots Carmine in the gut and looks to drop another soul with The Redeemer! But as he sets Carmine up for the ride Johnny Cash 'God's gonna cut you down' hits the PA system and Johnny Styles comes walking out to the top of the entrance ramp, sending the crowed into a frenzy! Crimson Skull lets go of Carmine and turns his attention to Johnny Styles. The two begin jawing at each other, Carmine sneaks behind Skull and drops the distracted monster with the Good Life!

Carmine stands over Crimson Skull as Johnny Styles stands and watches at the top of the ramp, sending the feed into a commercial

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We come back from commercial, and were at ring side with Rick and Matt as they get ready for the next match of the night

Rick – Carmine just leveled Crimson Skull!

Matt – And good ol’ SBK made it happen!

Rick – Let’s not forget to remind everyone that ‘Bloody Sunday’ is the Sunday on PPV!

Matt – It’s looking to be a great show!

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Tag-Team match! Introducing first, weighing in at 228 pounds … RED DRAGON!

The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as David Draiman's "FORSAKEN" begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. Movement is seen near the entrance as Red Dragon pushes the curtain aside with the end of his ever present Femur and steps into the arena. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet resting the Femur on his shoulder

Rick – Red Dragon looked great last week, let’s see if he can keep It going tonight as he teams up with Libby.

Matt – Once again, I’m more interested in seeing Karly and Anna!

Heather Thompson - And his partner, from Framingham Massachusetts, weighing 197 pounds, Sean Libby!

Night of the Hunter by 30 seconds to Mars hits the PA and Sean Libby comes running out to the ring

Heather Thompson – And introducing next from New York, New York, weighing in at 120 pounds … Karly Zedic!

Karly makes her way to the ring, she slides into the ring in a very seductive way.

Heather Thompson – And her partner for tonight, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 121 pounds, Anna Stone!

We Found Love – Rihanna ft. Calvin Harris hits and Anna Stone makes her cocky way to the ring.


Red Dragon and Sean Libby [vs.] Karly Zedic and Anna Stone

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Karly takes it upon himself to decide who will start the match by charging across the ring and catching Red Dragon from behind with a deadly slap. She slaps away with forearms across the back as Red Dragon shuffles away and leans in the corner. Karly is relentless with punches to the head and kicks to the midsection and Red Dragon slumps in the corner from the onslaught. The ref admonishes Karly but Karly doesn't seem to care. She goes on the attack again but Red Dragon is ready for her. He comes battling out of the corner with rights and lefts that have Karly reeling. Just as he is about to get going, however, Karly goes to a simple kick to the balls and puts him down with a short clothesline. She gets Red Dragon to his feet but before he can mount an attack, Libby tags himself in with an unnecessarily stiff slap on Red Dragon's back. Red Dragon eyes Libby with anger but Libby ignores him and goes to work. He stomps away at the downed Karly as Dragon takes his place in the corner. Libby has Karly up but he is too close to the corner and Dragon returns the favor with an even harder slap on the back serving as a tag. Now it is Libby who is not happy and Red Dragon who is back in.

Matt - Look at these fluid tags by these guys.

Rick - Are you kidding me?

Matt - What? They in control of this thing.

Red Dragon tries to go on the offensive but Karly is quick to get a hold of his arm and slip behind him with a hammerlock. Dragon looks for a way out and misses a back elbow before Karly transitions to a side headlock and a takedown. She wrenches on the headlock as Dragon struggles and tries to figure an escape. He uses Karly's tights to roll her over and hold her shoulders to the mat. He gets a two count before Karly is able to roll it back. Karly calmly informs the ref about the use of the tights and when Dragon pulls it again, the ref simply pushes him back over. He uses that momentum, however, to get to his feet. Karly holds tightly to the headlock but a series of Dragon elbows to the ribs causes her to let go. Dragon runs to the ropes and rebounds with a huge shoulder block that takes Karly down easily. Dragon goes back to the ropes, hops over a prone Karly and hits the opposite ropes. Rebounding again he misses a huge clothesline allowing Karly to deliver a chop to the chest and snap off a vertical suplex in the middle of the ring. She quickly rolls to his corner to make a tag. Anna Stone is in quickly and has Dragon to his feet. She rocks him with a couple of European uppercuts and Dragon stumbles back into a corner. Anna keeps the pressure on and whips Dragon to the opposite buckle. She charges in but catches the soles of Libby's boots in her face. Anna staggers back and Dragon tags Libby who takes her to the mat with a running clothesline.

Rick – Libby looks to try to save this match for himself, because Red Dragon couldn’t get anything started!

Matt – Red Dragon looks to be a totally different wrestler here tonight, compared to last week

Anna Stone is up on her feet and Libby also is on his feet. The two stare at each other briefly before shrugging and cutting loose. They trade rights and lefts in the middle of the ring, nobody backing down. Libby is backed into the ropes and whipped to the other side. Anna attempts a back body drop but Libby baseball slides between her legs and pops up on the other side. Libby turns into a kick to the midsection and a chop to the chest. Libby then whips Anna to the ropes. Anna ducks a clothesline and slips behind Libby with a sleeperhold. Libby wastes no time getting a hold of the head of Anna and dropping down with a jawbreaker. Anna rolls to her corner and tags in Karly. As Karly steps in, Karly charges, only to be thrown down with an arm drag. She pops back up and charges again, meeting the same fate. This time Libby holds her to he mat with an armbar which he cranks on while Karly looks for an escape. She rolls through to get to his feet but Libby just transitions to an arm wringer. He winds it up twice causing Karly to flip over and hit the mat. Libby drops a leg across the arm and quickly moves to a trinagle keylock on that arm

Matt - Libby, man....he be using holds that ain't been invented yet.

Rick - He is definitely creative with his arsenal. It is all a part of his much needed style change.

Libby releases the keylock in order to get Karly back to her feet. He maintains the arm wringer and reaches over to make the tag. Dragon is back in and he takes a hold of the arm, picking up where Libby left off. He winds up the arm and then spins behind into a hammerlock. Karly rotates out and reverses the hold leaving Dragon looking for a counter. Soon, Dragon returns the favor and reverses it right back and then transitions to a side headlock. He tags Libby back in and exposes Karly's ribs to an open handed strike by Libby. Sean Libby goes right back to the side headlock and a takedown. Karly forces Libby's head back into a head scissors and Libby quickly kicks out of it. Both stars are quickly to their feet and Libby goes right back to the headlock. A quick elbow catches Karly on the jaw and causes him to relinquish the hold. Libby runs to the ropes but Anna is waiting for him and, with the ref's attention diverted, she pulls the top rope down causing Libby to tumble outside to floor with a crash. The referee returns his attention to the action, none the wiser. Karly approaches but the referee tries to direct him to a neutral corner so he can begin a count. This gives Anna an opportunity to do further damage. He drives Libby back first into the ring apron and then scoops him up and drops him throat first. The ref begins a count and Libby slowly gets to his feet. Before he is able to gather himself, Karly comes charging across the ring and clears the top rope with a suicide dive that lands squarely on Libby’s chest and sending him into the railing hard. Karly is up quick and is right back into the ring. The ref admonishes her for this behavior while Anna gets Libby up and rolls him into the ring where Karly goes for a cover.

-1-

-2...

Sean Libby kicks out

As Karly gets to her feet, she tags in Anna who jumps all over a downed Libby. She mounts him and delivers right hands to the forehead at a feverish pace. After countless slaps to the head, Anna pops to her feet and taunts the Italian crowd getting nothing but thunderous boos in return

Rick - It appears Anna and Karly may have seized control of this match.

Again, Anna has Libby on his feet and hammers away with forearms and elbows to the back of the head and neck. Anna whips him to the ropes but misses a clothesline. Libby unleashes a flurry of open handed chops and thrusts that have Anna back pedaling to a corner. Libby is on the attack and but the referee is calling for a break and he quickly obliges. Anna comes out but as Libby approaches, she grabs the tights for leverage and sends Libby into a faceful of the second turnbuckle. Anna tags in Karly and runs the apron to climb the turnbuckle over Libby. She gets unbelievable height on a missile dropkick that fires almost straight down on the back of Libby's head. Karly gets him up in the corner and delivers a series a crisp and accurate chops to the chest and throat which the ref warns her about. She attempts a whip across but Libby reverses and Karly is sent to the buckle hard. She staggers out with a wild clothesline that misses. He turns and is greeted by a side thrust kick right to his throat. He hits the mat hard, gasping for air, while Karly swoops in for a cover.

-1-



-2...

Sean Libby kicks out again

Karly goes for a tag, this give Libby a chance as he dives and Tags In Red Dragon. Karly quickly gets backs Dragon into the corner, delivering boots to the ribs. Dragon turns the tables and has Karly in the corner. He unloads with open handed chops that have Karly is serious pain. He tries a whip but Karly reverses and Dragon is sent across to the opposite buckle. Karly follows him in with a clothesline and then pulls him out of the corner with a running bulldog that plants him in the center of the ring. She covers but only gets a two. She gets Dragon to his feet and goes for a belly to back but Dragon flips over backward and lands on his feet. In a flash, he has Karly in a cobra clutch and soon after takes Karly to the ground with it and employs a body triangle

Rick - Karly all tied up right now.

Matt - She is in all kinds of trouble.

As quickly as Matt can say it, Anna slips in for the save, planting a foot right in Dragon's face. The ref escorts Anna back to his corner while Karly and the Dragon try to gather themselves. Red Dragon is just inches from a tag when Anna is tagged in and intervenes with a round house kick to the side of Red Dragon's head. She spins, ready to deliver another one but stops short. Red Dragon eyes are wide and he is ready to duck a kick that never comes. They stare at each other for a moment before Anna goes back to work stomping away at Red Dragon. She gets Dragon to his feet and delivers a series of well placed chops. She runs to the ropes and springboard's into a hurricanrana that sends Dragon sprawling across the ring. Dragon struggles to reach his feet and Anna comes running only to be greeted by a belly to belly suplex by Dragon. The crowd is on their feet as Red Dragon begins to drag himself towards his corner and a tag. Anna does the same and reaches her corner first. Karly comes in and grabs Dragon by the foot keeping in just shy of a tag to Libby. She drags him back to the middle of the ring smiling all the way until Dragon rolls to his back and coils up before sending Karly flying with a two-footed kick. Karly scrambles to her feet but it is too late as Dragon makes it to his corner for the tag. Libby is in like a tornado. A flurry to Karly sends her to the mat and Libby stays on the offensive.

Rick – Libby’s been waitin' a long time on the apron.

Matt - Well, he is making up for lost time!

Libby continues to stomp away at Karly while Anna has recovered and approaches from behind. Libby turns just in time to see a roundhouse kick coming and catches Anna in a textbook capture suplex. Dragon is back with us and all four stars are in the ring throwing haymakers. Libby and Karly tumble to the outside leaving Dragon and Anna going toe to toe in the center of the ring. Dragon whips Anna to the ropes and misses a clothesline. Anna goes for the BOOSH! but Dragon gets out of the way. Dragon hoists him up for the End but Anna slithers out drops Dragon with a huge DDT. Anna gathers herself but Dragon is lying near his corner. Libby, seeing this, runs to his corner and looks to tag himself in, but Karly pulls him off the apron. Dragon slowly gets to his feet, Anna delivers a kick to Dragon’s mid-section uppercut and without missing a beat Anna drops Red Dragon with the BOOSH! Anna makes the cover and Karly runs interference to prevent the save.

-1-

-2-

-3-

The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson – Here are your winners … Anna Stone and Karly Zedic!!!

The two celebrate as we go to commercial…

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The camera cuts to backstage. Brandon Macdonald sits in his office, smiling at the TV as Karly and Anna have just won. He turns around as someone walks into his office.

Brandon Macdonald
Wow, this is certainly a surprise

The camera turns to show Gunther walking into his office, arm in arm with Kim O’Day

Gunther
It certainly has been a long time hasn’t it Mr. General Manager

Brandon Macdonald
I honestly didn’t even know you were still under contract here

Gunther
Oh believe me my sexy friend, I am always under contract.

Brandon Macdonald
And I see you seem to have settled down a bit. Not like you Gunther, what happened?

Brandon looks at Gunther and Kim. Gunther turns and looks at Kim, who kisses him on the lips.

Gunther
Well as you know my friend, I am not one for settling. Until I met Kimberly, and then everything changed. She is the best woman I have ever met, and I love her so much.

Brandon Macdonald
Well congratulations to both of you then. Look I’m pretty busy Gunther, what’s up?

Gunther
Well my friend, I come to you with a proposition

Brandon Macdonald
Oh yeah? What’s that?

Gunther
Put me on Team IWF

Brandon looks up from his paperwork and stares at Gunther

Brandon Macdonald
You?

Gunther
Me.

Brandon Macdonald
Uhh…look Gunther, I know you’ve beaten Corey Casey before and all that, but you wrestle like twice a year. You’re barely a part of IWF at all. I just can’t put you on the team like that.

Gunther
Brandon. You are a man of honour yes? A man of your word?

Brandon Macdonald
Of course I am

Gunther
Then you should remember that one and a half years ago, I was approached by you, asking you to help save your wife. I asked no questions, but I agreed. You said that if there was anything that I ever needed, to just ask. Then, a few months later, your wife was kidnapped. Again, you approached my sexy self for help. I once again agreed to buy Fight the World from you, and risk my life in a match against Nick Ridicule. And once again, I did, no questions asked. You told me that if there was ever anything that I required, to let you know, and you would make it happen.

Brandon just stares up at Gunther, as the realization sets in

Gunther
Well now I am calling in those two favours, as one big one. You promised me, with your word, that you would do anything for me. Brandon Macdonald, I wish for you to make me the fourth member of Team IWF

Brandon continues to stare at Gunther from his desk, before letting out a large sigh and looking around.

Brandon Macdonald
I am a man of my word, and that will never change. Alright Gunther, you’re in. But know this. If you cost us this match in any way, you’re fired.

Gunther
I understand. Good day to you.

Gunther and Kim O’Day walk out of Brandon’s office, as he slumps into his seat. Karly Zedic walks into the office, still sweating from her match.

Karly Zedic
What was that all about babe?

Brandon Macdonald
I don’t even know

The camera fades as the two of them talk, before cutting to a 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- Welcome back ladies and gents!

Matt- We’ve had a hell of an exciting night thus far but we’ve still got SO much more intense IWF Action coming up!

Rick- That’s right! And that action rolls on NOW!

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

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

The lights go out and a haunting Native American chant sounds through the arena, a low fog rolls down the entrance stage and ramp surrounding the ring. Then the opening chords of "What if" blare through the arena as Storming Raven slowly walks out onto the stage, completely focused not paying any attention to his opponent.

Heather Thompson- From Laredo, Texas…Weighing in at 251 Pounds…Stormingraven!

Rick- Stormingraven making his IWF debut here this week!

Matt- And look at this kid’s stats: he’s 6 foot 5 inches tall and weighs an impressive 251 pounds!

Rick- Not to mention that Stormingraven has that creepy face paint and that intimidating entrance!

Matt- Robbie is going to have his hands full tonight that’s for damn sure!

Suddenly Stormingraven sprints down to the ring and slides in before standing by the ropes, staring up the entrance ramp with an intense glare on his face, showing no fear.

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

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 desperately 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 steadily 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 erupting 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 separate the screams of his fans.

Heather Thompson- From Las Vegas Nevada…Weighing in at 173 Pounds...He is the Current IWF HIGH IMPACT CHAMPION… He is the self proclaimed "The Degenerate King"… Representing Upper Limit…Robbie Hart!!

Rick- And here comes one half of Upper Limit and the reigning High Impact Champ!

Matt- Robbie Hart looked like he was completely and totally overwhelmed last week in the main event, Rick

Rick- That he did, Matt. However Robbie Hart has a tendency to do shitty one week and amazing the next so I guess we’ll see if this is a good week to be the High Impact Champ or if he’s going to let the debuting Stormraving just run roughshod all over him like Shark and Cody Taylor did last week

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. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell


Robbie Hart [vs.] Stormingraven

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Stormingraven sprints at Robbie Hart. As soon as he gets close enough, Stormingraven leaps into the air and drills Robbie Hart with a Lou Thez Press. Stormingraven lands in the mount position and begins raining blows down on Robbie Hart’s head and upper chest

Rick- Stormingraven taking the fight to the HI Champ right out of the gate!

Matt- Looks like Robbie is picking up this week right where he left off last week…getting his ass kicked!

Stormingraven punches Robbie Hart four or five times before Stormingraven climbs to his feet. Stormingraven leans down and drags Robbie Hart up to his feet. Stormingraven Irish whips Robbie Hart to the ring ropes. Robbie Hart hits the ropes on the far side of the ring and comes running back at Stormingraven. AS soon as Robbie Hart gets close enough, Stormingraven lifts his right leg up and drills Robbie Hart with a big boot

Rick- A massive big boot from Stormingraven

Matt- This kid is straight power!

Stormingraven drops down and hooks Robbie Hart’s leg as the ref drops down and begins to count

-1-

-2…

Robbie Hart kicks out

Rick- Only 2

Matt- Robbie clearly isn’t ready to go down without a fight!

Stormingraven shakes his head as he climbs to his feet. Stormingraven reaches down and drags Robbie Hart up to a vertical basis. Stormingraven kicks Robbie Hart in the stomach, doubling Robbie Hart over. Stormingraven then grabs Robbie Hart’s arm and Irish whips Robbie Hart to the ring ropes again. Robbie Hart hits the ropes on the far side of the ring and comes running back at Stormingraven

As soon as Robbie Hart gets close enough, Stormingraven reaches out and grabs Robbie Hart. Stormingraven twirls Robbie Hart around, looking to connect a spinning sidewalk slam. However, Robbie Hart slides over Stormingraven’s shoulder and lands on his feet with Stormingraven’s head locked in the DDT position. Robbie Hart then quickly leaps backwards and drills Stormingraven with a massive DDT

Rick- Excellent counter by Robbie Hart!

Matt- The momentum of this match just shifted in Robbie’s favor!

Robbie Hart quickly leaps to his feet and runs to the ring ropes. As soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps into the air and lands on the second rope. Robbie Hart then leaps backwards, executing a full backflip, before he comes crashing down on Stormingraven’s chest with both of his knees

Rick- Springboard moonsault double knee drop!

Matt- That’s a fucking mouth full!

Robbie Hart quickly springs up to his feet. Robbie Hart leans down and lifts Stormingraven up to his feet as well. Robbie Hart then goes to Irish whip Stormingraven to the ring ropes but Stormingraven reverses the momentum and, instead, sends Robbie Hart to the ropes. Robbie Hart hits the ring ropes and comes running back at Stormingraven. As soon as he gets close enough, Robbie Hart leaps into the air and lands in the seated position atop Stormingraven’s shoulders. Robbie Hart spins around, as if he were going for a head-scissors takedown.

However, Robbie Hart spins around Stormingraven’s back and lands on his feet besides Stormingraven. Robbie Hart then wraps his left leg around Stormingraven’s right leg and hooks Stormingraven’s head before leaping backwards, connecting a Russian leg sweep. Instead of releasing the move though, Robbie Hart rolls through and rolls up to his feet. Robbie Hart grabs Stormingraven’s feet and leaps up into the air, landing hard on Stormingraven’s ankles, effectively pinning Stormingraven’s shoulders to the canvas. The ref drops down and begins to count

-1-

-2…

Stormingraven kicks out

Rick- Another 2 count!

Matt- Stormingraven showing some determination here

Robbie Hart climbs to his feet, leans down, an drags Stormingraven up to his feet as well. Robbie Hart then lashes out and kicks Stormingraven in the gut, doubling Stormingraven over. Robbie Hart then hooks both of Stormingraven’s arms, looking to connect a double underhook DDT

Rick- Robbie Hart looking to end this match right here and now

Matt- He’s setting up for that Broken DDT

Robbie Hart goes to lean backwards and drill Stormingraven with the double underhook DDT but Stormingraven suddenly uses his brute strength to lift Robbie Hart up. Robbie Hart suddenly finds himself upside down on Stormingraven ‘s back with both of his arms hooked around Stormingraven’s arms. Stormingraven then takes a few steps forward before driving Robbie Hart down to the canvas with a vertebreaker

Rick- Excellent counter by the debuting Stormingraven!

Matt- Can he capitalize?!

Stormingraven drops down and quickly hooks Robbie Hart’s legs as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3…

Robbie Hart kicks out at the last minute

Rick- Robbie Hart manages to kick out just in the nick of time!

Matt- Don’t say that name too loud or too many times….you talk about too much and he comes back just like Beetlejuice!

Stormingraven climbs to his feet, looks into the camera, and makes a cut throat motion

Rick- It looks like Stormingraven is about ready to end this match

Matt- He might be taking too much time though…

Stormingraven turns and walks over to Robbie Hart, who is still rolling around on the canvas in pain. Stormingraven leans down and drags Robbie Hart up to his feet. Stormingraven Irish whips Robbie Hart to the turnbuckle. Robbie Hart collides back first into the turnbuckle, arching his back in pain. Stormingraven then turns and sprints at Robbie Hart and drives Robbie Hart spine first into the turnbuckle

Rick- Stormingraven is building up a full head of steam

Matt- Stormingraven could be building up for something big here…

Stormingraven grabs Robbie Hart and kicks Robbie Hart in the stomach. Stormingraven then lifts Robbie Hart up in the powerbomb position. Stormingraven then turns around and slowly begins to climb up the turnbuckle with Robbie Hart still in the powerbomb position

Rick- What is Stormingraven trying to do here?!

Matt- Could this be the Storm Warning top rope powerbomb we’ve all heard so much about?!

Stormingraven climbs all the way up to the top ropes as the audience leaps to their feet. Right before Stormingraven leaps off the top turnbuckle, Robbie Hart suddenly comes to life and begins to rain blows down on Stormingraven’s head. Robbie Hart delivers three stiff punches to Stormingraven’s skull, causing Stormingraven to wobble a bit on the top rope. Robbie Hart then quickly takes a look behind him and then leaps backwards with his legs still wrapped around Stormingraven’s neck. Robbie Hart and Stormingraven both crash down into the canvas with Robbie Hart connecting a top rope hurricanranna

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

Rick- THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!

Matt- WHAT A COUNTER!!!!

Robbie Hart slowly crawls over to the ring ropes and pulls himself up to his feet. Robbie Hart limps over to the nearest turnbuckle. Robbie Hart climbs up to the top rope and looks down at Stormingraven. Robbie Hart then leaps off the top turnbuckle, executing a shooting star press before he comes crashing down on Stormingraven

Rick- BLURRED REALITY!

Matt- THAT’S IT!

Robbie Hart quickly hooks Stormingraven’s legs as the ref drops down and counts

-1-

-2-

-3-

The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner….Robbie Hart!!!!

Robbie Hart allows the ref to help him up to his feet

Rick- Robbie Hart walks out of Verona, Italy victorious!

Matt- Robbie might’ve won, but Stormingraven sure put in a strong effort

Robbie Hart walks over to the ring ropes and grabs the High Impact Championship from the time keeper. Robbie Hart holds the High Impact Title up high in the air as the audience applauds loudly

Rick- Robbie Hart holding the High Impact Championship up proudly for the jam packed Arena di Verona to see

Matt- But will Robbie walk out of Bloody Sunday with both the IWF High Impact Championship and the TIW US Championship or will he leave Paris, France empty handed?

Robbie Hart walks over to the ring ropes and looks down at the camera below him on the ringside mats

Robbie Hart
CODY! I’M COMING FOR YOU! I WILL NOT LOSE!

The camera zooms in on Robbie Hart’s face, a look of determination burning brightly in his eyes, before cutting to the back

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James Shark is seen standing backstage talking to a few of the female stage hands. The IWF World Heavyweight Championship sits on his right shoulder while his half of the IWF Tag Team Championships sits on his left shoulder. James Shark smirks confidently as he winks at one of the blonde stage hands

James Shark
That’s right baby, I got the 12 inch good to GO tonight! So if you want to give me a call I’ll gladly…

The stage hands suddenly look nervous as they point to something behind James Shark’s back. James Shark doesn’t seem to notice as he reaches down and adjusts his belt buckle

James Shark
Oh you want to see the championship 12 inch right now?

Corey Casey
For fuck’s sake Sharky, keep your pants on

The camera zooms out to show Corey Casey, who is standing a few inches behind James Shark. The female stage hands quickly turn and walk away as James Shark looks up at the ceiling above as a frustrated look appears on his face

James Shark
Shat…stupid bumbaclot Casey…way to ruin my magic

James Shark turns around and stares into the smirking face of Corey Casey

Corey Casey
Those women should be thanking me…I just saved them from getting whatever disease your “12 inch” is probably carrying…

James Shark shakes his head

James Shark
I’m fuckin’ clean as a whistle Casey. Now I know you’re not just here to talk ‘bout the 12 inch

Corey Casey nods his head at the IWF World Heavyweight Championship

Corey Casey
You’re right Sharky, I’m not here to talk about your cock…in fact, I don’t even want to think about your cock. I’d rather think about the IWF World Heavyweight Championship sitting around my waist where it belongs

James Shark
Look just because you fucking jumped me last week…

Corey Casey chuckles softly

Corey Casey
What happened last week was strictly business. I returned the favor from your lovely little attack last week.

A look of anger flashes across James Shark’s face

James Shark
I oughta fucking knock…

Corey Casey holds both of his hands up

Corey Casey
Now, before you get your panties all in a bunch, hear me out. Sharky, we’re both businessmen…I am fairly confident of that. And, since we’re both businessmen, I can honestly say that we both know that there is nothing worse for business than a loss.

James Shark narrows his gaze suspiciously

James Shark
Go on…

Corey Casey
Look…tonight, you and I are going to be teaming up to take on whatever scrubs Steel Angel has pulled together to fight us. Now, given that both of us would rather rip each other apart then fight alongside one another, I propose that, just for tonight, we put aside our differences and work together to take down Steel’s Soldiers

Corey Casey holds his hand out to James Shark

Corey Casey
What do you think?

James Shark continues to stare suspiciously at Corey Casey for a few moments before he reaches out and shakes Corey Casey’s hand and shakes it

James Shark
Ight…but only for tonight…

Corey Casey smirks again as he and James Shark shake hands for a few moments. Corey Casey releases James Shark’s hand and goes to turn and walk away when he suddenly turns back to James Shark

Corey Casey
Oh and by the way Sharky…remember who it is that has saved your title from being stolen from you two weeks in a row. Remember who it is you have to thank for Steel Angel not being able to cash in on your black ass. Remember…it’s been me who has saved you from losing your title. And Shark remember…

Corey Casey turns and begins to walk away. As he’s walking away, Corey Casey calls over his shoulder

Corey Casey
I’m in the ring with you tonight…and tonight, the safety net is gone. After tonight’s main event, you’re going to be on your own Shark…

James Shark stares at Corey Casey as Corey Casey walks away. The camera zooms in on James Shark’s face for a moment before the shot fades to commercial

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The show comes back from commercial to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars, who are sitting behind the announcer’s position

Rick- Woah, big time segment there before the break

Matt- I’ve been wondering all week how CC and James Shark were going to be able to work together against whatever army Steel Angel has amassed for those two tonight

Rick- Steel has been crafty ever since winning that briefcase, striking when he believed the iron to be hot

Rick- But, thus far, CC has managed to keep Steel from cashing in

Matt- Speaking of Steel Angel, his math is next!

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

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

"Unleash the warrior within!"

Pyro sets off from both sides on the entrance ramp in the form of a pair of angel wings with the words "Heaven's Gladiator" appering in crystal blue letters on the titantron. A single platform can be seen being lowered at the ramp revealing a lone figure standing at the center. He is wearing a white and blue warrior tunic with angel designs decorated on the back and a gold cross shape tapestry on the front. His long black hair flows in the air revealing his face as he stares at the crowd before him.

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

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

Steel Angel jumps off the platform and bows before fans as they shower him in cheers. Steel Angel then walks slowly towards the ring every step with purpose, every movement loose and flowing

Heather Thompson- From San Diego, California…Weighing in at 220 Pounds…He is the current holder of the IWF World Title Briefcase…Steel Angel!

Rick- Like I said earlier, Steel Angel has been a one man wrecking crew recently, just mowing people down left and right

Matt- I don’t think Steel is going to have an easy time tonight though, because he’s set to go one on one with the man who he beat for the IWF Briefcase at the Spring Fling PPV last month, Cody Taylor!

Rick- It’s going to be a match of rising stars here tonight!

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

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

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

Steel Angel then walks around the ring slapping high fives with some of the fans before climbing through the second rope and enters the ring.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

As "Invisible" begins playing over the P.A System, Cody Taylor comes out flinging his hands up in the air with an intense look on his face as Team Blackout follow behind him, holding the IWF Tag Team Title, TIW US Championship, and TIW World Heavyweight Championship.

Heather Thompson- From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 245 Pounds…He is the reigning TIW United States and World Heavyweight Champion as well as one half of the IWF Tag Team Champions…Cody Taylor!

Rick- This kid has more gold than the music video for “Grillz”

Matt- …wow…

Rick- What?

Matt- Nice uh…nice reference there, Rick

Rick- What? Is Nelly not cool anymore?

Matt- …

Rick- ANSWER ME!

Cody makes a one Signal with his finger before making his way down the ramp ignoring the fan's who are booing him, before allowing a small smirk to appear on his face as his Trainer Mick runs and Holds down the ropes for Cody and team Blackout to get in the ring, When he gets in the ring Cody begins intermediating the referee, Till he back's up as the Cocky young fighter Looks to the Announce Table Sticking his Middle finger up mouthing shit at them. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell


Steel Angel [vs.] Cody Taylor

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Cody Taylor and Steel Angel lock up in the center of the ring. Cody Taylor quickly overpowers Steel Angel and delivers a series of knees to the gut of Steel Angel. Cody Taylor then quickly backs Steel Angel into the corner turnbuckle and delivers a number of body strikes that land directly in the gut of Steel Angel

Rick- Cody Taylor showing his MMA background here

Matt- Cody Taylor coming out with a number of knee strikes and body blows, working on softening up Steel Angel

Cody Taylor goes to deliver a big clothesline to Steel Angel but Steel Angel ducks underneath the clothesline attempt. Cody Taylor quickly turns around and faces Steel Angel, who tries to throw his own overhead right but Cody Taylor catches the right fist of Steel Angel and spins Steel Angel around. Just as Steel Angel rotates 360 degrees, Cody Taylor rushes forward, crushing Steel Angel with a discus clothesline

Rick- Nice move there by Cody

Matt- This match has been all Cody Taylor from the opening bell!

Cody Taylor reaches down and grabs the ankle of Steel Angel, looking to lock in an ankle lock. Steel Angel quickly scrambles forward and grabs the bottom rope, forcing Cody Taylor to break the hold before he has it fully locked in. Cody Taylor reaches down and drags Steel Angel up to his feet. Steel Angel quickly delivers a kick to the gut of Cody Taylor, doubling Cody Taylor over. Steel Angel then leaps over Cody Taylor’s back, hooking Cody Taylor’s legs as Steel Angel sails over Cody Taylor’s back, and attempts to pin Cody Taylor with a school boy pin. The ref drops down and counts

-1-

Cody Taylor quickly kicks out

Rick- Only one

Matt- But Steel Angel showing some signs of life here

Steel Angel reaches down and drags Cody Taylor up to his feet. Steel Angel connects three good right hands before reaching out and grabbing Cody Taylor. Steel Angel shoots Cody Taylor off to the ring ropes. Cody Taylor hits the ring ropes and comes running back at Steel Angel. Steel Angel tries to throw a head kick but Cody Taylor ducks underneath the head kick attempt. Steel Angel turns around and is immediately met by a kick to the gut by Cody Taylor. Cody Taylor then lifts Steel Angel up and drives Steel Angel down to the canvas with a gut wrench powerbomb

Rick- Beautiful move by Cody Taylor

Matt-And now Cody is right back in the driver’s seat

Cody Taylor drops down and attempts to pin Steel Angel as the ref begins to count

-1-

-2…

Steel Angel kicks out

Rick- Only two!

Matt- Steel Angel managing to keep himself in this match up!

Cody Taylor quickly stands up and reaches down and pulls Steel Angel up to his feet. Cody Taylor then reaches out and grabs Steel Angel by the neck. Cody Taylor then brings Steel Angel down to the canvas with a snapmare takedown. Cody Taylor then drops down and locks in a Tazzmission submission hold

Rick- Cody Taylor has that submission maneuver locked in!

Matt- Cody is going to choke Steel Angel out!

Steel Angel slowly begins to working his way over to the ropes, reaching out with his leg to desperately attempt to sneak his foot under the ropes. Meanwhile, Cody Taylor continues to crank back on Steel Angel’s neck, attempting to cut off the supply of oxygen to Steel Angel’s brain

Rick- Cody has that move locked in tightly!

Matt- But Steel has the wherewithal to keep himself moving towards those ropes!

After a moment of struggling in the submission hold, Steel Angel manages to sneak his foot underneath the bottom rope. The ref looks over and sees Steel Angel’s foot is under the ropes and begins to count

-1-

-2-

-3-

-4-

Cody Taylor breaks the submission hold before the ref reaches 5

Rick- Cody keeping that submission hold locked in until the last second

Matt- That’s smart, Cody is making sure he’s inflicting the maximum amount of damage on Steel before he releases that hold

Cody Taylor slowly stands up and nods his head at the crowd, smirking a bit as the fans boo him. Cody Taylor then turns around and walks back over to Steel Angel. Cody Taylor then reaches down and attempts to pick Steel Angel up. However, as soon as Cody Taylor reaches down, Steel Angel suddenly reaches up and grabs Cody Taylor and pulls Cody Taylor down to the canvas, locking in a small package pinning attempt

-1-

-2-

-3…

Cody Taylor manages to kick out at the last second

Rick- So close!

Matt- Steel Angel manages to play possum there and surprise Cody!

Cody Taylor immediately gets to his feet, shaking his head to try and get over the surprise of Steel Angel’s pinning combination. Steel Angel slowly gets to his feet as well, using the ring ropes to help him regain a vertical basis. Cody Taylor gets to his feet first and sees that Steel Angel is attempting to stand up. Cody Taylor runs across the ring, gaining a bit of speed, before he comes running back at Steel Angel, looking to clothesline Steel Angel over the top rope. However, at the last second, Steel Angel collapses to the canvas and pulls the top rope down, causing Cody Taylor to spill over the top rope and topple to the ringside mats below

Rick- Beautiful ring presence there by Steel Angel!

Matt- And I don’t think Steel is done yet!

Steel Angel looks at Cody Taylor, who is slowly starting to get to his feet outside of the ring. Steel Angel waits until Cody Taylor is just about in the standing position before leaping up, landing in the seated position on the top rope. Steel Angel then moonsaults off the top rope, connecting a seated springboard Asai moonsault on Cody Taylor on the outside of the ring

Rick- That was awesome!

Matt- An incredible move by Steel Angel!

Both men roll around on the ringside mats in pain. The ref walks over to the ring ropes and surveys the carnage outside. After a moment of staring, the ref begins to count

-1-

-2-

-3-

-4-

Both men begin to slowly roll over onto their stomachs. Cody Taylor crawls over to the security barricade while Steel Angel uses the ring apron to help him begin to stand

-5-

-6-

-7-

Steel Angel manages to stand up and roll into the ring

Rick- Steel Angel manages to make it back inside the ring!

Matt- But can Cody do the same?!

-8-

-9-

Cody Taylor quickly leaps to his feet and dives into the ring, barely making it back into the ring before the ref’s count gets to 10

Rick- Cody is back in!

Matt- But look at Steel!

Steel Angel quickly rushes in and begins stomping down on Cody Taylor. Steel Angel reaches down and lifts Cody Taylor up to a vertical basis. Steel Angel then Irish whips Cody Taylor to the ring ropes. Cody Taylor hits the ropes on the far side of the ring and comes running back at Steel Angel. As soon as Cody Taylor gets close enough, Steel Angel leans down, looking to connect a back body drop. Instead, Cody Taylor slides underneath Steel Angel’s legs and leaps to his feet so that Cody Taylor is standing up behind Steel Angel. Cody Taylor then reaches out and wraps his arms around Steel Angel’s waist. Cody Taylor then lifts Steel Angel up and drills Steel Angel with a German suplex, which he then bridges into a pinning attempt

-1-

-2-

-3…

Steel Angel manages to kick out just as the ref’s hand was coming down to count 3

Rick- 3! That’s it!

Matt- NO! Steel kicked out!

Cody Taylor leaps to his feet and begins to argue with the ref

Rick- Cody better be careful here

Matt- He doesn’t want to get disqualified for something as dumb as arguing a pinfall attempt

Cody Taylor turns his attention back to Steel Angel. Cody Taylor reaches down and lifts Steel Angel up. Cody Taylor kicks Steel Angel in the gut, doubling Steel Angel over. Cody Taylor then locks Steel Angel in a front facelock

Rick- Cody Taylor could be thinking about hitting the Taylor Treatment here…

Matt- If he hits this, it could be lights out for Steel Angel!

Steel Angel suddenly pushes Cody Taylor off of him, causing Cody Taylor to stumble forward a few steps. Cody Taylor turns around and Steel Angel quickly reels Cody Taylor in. Steel Angel then lifts Cody Taylor up in the military press position

Rick- Look at this!

Matt- Steel Angel could be thinking Divine Cutter here!

Cody Taylor kicks his legs and manages to wiggle out of the move. Cody Taylor slides down Steel Angel’s back. Steel Angel turns around and is immediately locked in an inverted facelock which Cody Taylor then turns into a DDT

Rick- TAYLOR TREATMENT!

Matt- That’s it!

Cody Taylor drops down and hooks Steel Angel’s legs as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3-

The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…Cody Taylor!

Cody Taylor climbs up to his feet as the members of Team Blackout climb into the ring and begin to celebrate with Cody Taylor

Rick- Cody Taylor with an impressive victory here tonight over Steel Angel!

Matt- So if Steel loses, does that mean he can’t cash in?!

Rick- Uh…I don’t think it works like that

Matt- Why not?!

The camera focuses in on Cody Taylor for a moment before suddenly cutting to darkness

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A little girl's voice is heard.

"Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name..."

Static flashes across the screen, and the distorted sounds of a man screaming. The girl's voice is heard over the noise.

"Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in heaven..."

A woman's scream is heard. More static. A flash of a man's head, shaking too fast to make out any discernible features.

"Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...as we forgive those who trespass against us..."

More screams. The sound of a buzzsaw. Chains rattling. A flash of a surgical ward, and two doctors huddled over a body on a gurney. More screams. More static. The girl speaks again, her voice magnified over the sounds of the screams.

"And lead us not into temptation..."

The screams grow louder, and the distortion is heavier. Metallic screeching is heard. The sound of static adds to the noise. The woman screams again. Doctors' voices are barely audible through the chaos. Suddenly, all goes quiet, and the entire screen goes black.

"But deliver us from evil..."

Words slowly appear on the screen.

Are you Saved?

The words turn from a blood red to a sickly brown, and crumble away, revealing new words.

Who Will Save You?

Like the first question, these words too, turn brown and crumble.

We Are Coming.



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Don’t piss Jason Hawk off…or he’ll taze you…IN THE BUTTHOLE!

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

Heather Thompson- The following match is a Tag Team Mason’s Law Gauntlet Match! All of the combatants in this match may not be counted out or disqualified, except for Corey Casey and James Shark. Introducing first…

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

Heather Thompson- From South Boston, Massachusetts...Weighing in at 250 Pounds…Representing Upper Limit…Corey Casey!

Rick- CC looks like he is ready to go here tonight!

Matt- CC has been riding an unbelievable winning streak recently, did you know he’s technically undefeated since returning to in-ring action in January?

Rick- HE LOST LAST WEEK!

Matt- Robbie was the one who got pinned last week…therefore, CC didn’t lose….it was a no decision as far as CC is concerned!

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

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 up the entrance ramp

Heather Thompson- And his partner…

Insanity at it's finest. Fire starter, riot maker,
moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untameable beast

Everybody around me always think they know what's
going on inside my mind, they think I'm Mr. Nice Guy all the time.
How they say on Diary? You think you know, but you have no idea.

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 in pure confidence

Heather Thompson- From Brooklyn, New York…Weighing in at 210 Pounds…He is the current IWF World Heavyweight Champion and is also one half of the IWF Tag Team Champions…James Shark!

Rick- This match should be damn interesting to say the least

Matt- Two guys who, otherwise, would love nothing more than to rip each other’s heads off forced to work side by side to take on…uh…how many people are participating in this match?!

Rick- I have no idea to be honest

Matt- Well I guess we’re going to find out!

Welcome Yo Ho, Get Filthy
Must make mo dough

I will be shaking your floor
Come against me
That’s a no no
Yo, cause I’m a Beast

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

I can smell your woman's rosy punani
on the dance floor all the way in VIP
I'm a wrestler, I can molest her,
and she will leave with me because of my stature.
Now, everybody move, everybody bounce.
Whoever the Nina choose, we about to pounce.

(work it out)

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 ref giving him a dirty look.

With the 151 and a bottle of calm?
helpfully let me hit this model in the grado.?
I like all woman, tall woman, and small woman.
Ya gotta let Shark knees tease your shakra.?
Species release freaks, please the monster.
Petite beast, feast, these G’s will rock ya.
Handcuff a busta don’t trust a
Round these hustlers homie don’t be a sucker.
When your lover say tecca Nina's a brother,
she tryin to say that she left you for anotha.

Welcome Yo Ho, Get Filthy
Must make mo dough
We will be shaking your floor
Come against me
That’s a no no
Yo, cause I’m a Beast

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.

I'm about to get that money like a robbery,
Now I got it all my enemies wanna clobber me.
Squallery harder we need dollars comradely
the hotter the scholar be, the larger the lottery.
Need ten, twins, gotta succeed spend G's, Ben Franks
We cram G’s in bank, breathe said we win thanks
Hungry like the wolf indeed, but I give
money to my crooks in need, I live
In Sherman Oaks but from Kansas City,
I miss home, Cali is Business but man it's pretty.
I ain't lying y'all, Monster for money for mine y'all
if I wasn't getting money, I'd do time dog.
You'd never see the Shark fall,
big house, wood floors,
maid cleaning the bitches with pine-sol

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

Welcome Yo Ho, Get Filthy
Must make mo dough
We will be shaking your floor
Come against me
That’s a no no
Yo, cause I’m a Beast

Friend, this industry is no kin to me,
behold the flow of the century.
But they scared of me
wrestlers they don't compare to me.
Fair to be said that he dares to be sincerely a rarity.
Check the sound scan, look around man.
Wake up look at you Jacob, you in killer clown land.
Face paint and jugalettes with bubble butts
And we rock it twisted diddy women in the button ups.
Hands down we rock harder than kiss,
but rap me Kutt and Krizz.
Can I get two stomps and a clap in this bitch
Nina shot to the top 'cause the plots to get rich.
Tell ya executives,
I'm next for this
Success it is.
Yet the best for Shark, this ain't
Baptist Pentecostal or Methodist..
This is the beast baby.
Out, I mean exodus.

James Shark jumps off the turnbuckle and begins to say some words to the ref, almost threatening him before going over to the turnbuckle across from him as the music fades away. Corey Casey and James Shark go toe to toe in the middle of the ring for a few moments, staring at each other, neither man backing down

Rick- How the hell are these two going to go exist?!

Matt- I have no idea!

James Shark smirks at Corey Casey as the sound of “Warrior” by Disturbed blasts out of the house PA system

Rick- What is this?!

Matt- There is no way Steel Angel himself is going to be in this match!

Steel Angel walks out from backstage with a lawn chair, his briefcase, and a microphone. Steel Angel sets up the lawn chair and sets his briefcase down before he brings the microphone up to his lips

Steel Angel
Now, before you guys get all excited, no…I’m not going to be involved in this match-up. However, I did have something to change about this match!

Rick- Change?!

Matt- NOW what?!

Steel Angel smirks as Corey Casey and James Shark both glare up the entrance ramp at Steel Angel

Steel Angel
I know this was supposed to be a tornado tag match…but I’ve decided that it’s going to be an elimination tag team match. Which means you two gents have to tag in and out and if one of you gets pinned, he has to go to the back! And so, without further adieu…here are your opponents!

The lights shut off as Snakepit by Enter Shikari plays

Come and join the party leave anxieties behind
When the weight of all the world is pushing down.
Nah nah nah cut this tension mate it's too much.

Ah come on just open the door!

Ryan Apollos walks out on the stage and stops at the top of the ramp smiling. He then starts walking down to the ring. All of a sudden, Ryan Hall, Justin Kash, Knife to Know You, SM Raye, Kameran Ingram, Matt Rydell, Bulk Bogan and Tyson Darden walk out from backstage

Rick- OH COME ON!

Matt-Seven…eight…NINE! NINE ON TWO!

Rick- This is goddamn redic!

Ryan Apollos and his army walk down to the ring and hop up on the ring apron. Ryan Apollos looks around and eventually his gaze settles on Justin Kash. Justin Kash ducks into the ring. Corey Casey and James Shark both discuss matters for a moment before Corey Casey eventually ducks outside of the ring, leaving James Shark in the ring with Justin Kash to start things out. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell


Mason’s Law
Gauntlet Match
Elimination Tag Team Match
Corey Casey and James Shark [vs.] The Entire IWF Roster

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Justin Kash storms across the ring, looking to take James Shark down with a big time clothesline. James Shark sighs, cocks back, and delivers a massive overhead right hook to Justin Kash

Rick- SWAG OUT!

Matt- SO MUCH KASH MONEY!!!!

James Shark drops down and pins Justin Kash as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3-


Heather Thompson- Justin Kash has been eliminated!

Rick- Bye, bye Justin Kash!

Matt-This match just got less Kashy

Ryan Hall ducks into the ring and immediately runs at James Shark. Just as James Shark climbs to his feet Ryan Hall leaps into the air and connects a flying leg lariat that drives James Shark down to the canvas

Rick- James Shark is down!

Matt- I guess James Shark has an ISSUE with Ryan Hall

Ryan Hall leaps to his feet and turns as Ryan Apollos yells across the ring

Ryan Apollos
USE THIS!

Ryan Apollos tosses a steel chair into Ryan Hall. Ryan Hall catches the steel chair and lifts it high above his head

Rick- Here we go

Matt-What do you mean?! This is all perfectly legal under Mason’s Law!

Ryan Hall smacks the steel chair against the canvas as James Shark slowly begins to climb to his feet. AS soon as James Shark regains a vertical basis, Ryan Hall swings the chair, looking to bash James Shark’s skull in. James Shark ducks underneath the chair…just as Corey Casey ducks into the ring and sprints over and spears Ryan Hall, causing Ryan hall to drop the chair

Rick- ANTI-CHRIST IMPACT!

Matt- And now Shark going for the cover

Corey Casey leaps to his feet and stands guard as James Shark covers Ryan Hall

-1-

-2-

-3-

Heather Thompson- Ryan Hall has been eliminated!

Corey Casey leans down and helps James Shark up to his feet. Suddenly, the massive Knife to Know You ducks into the ring and trucks it over and delivers a massive double clothesline to Corey Casey and James Shark, driving both men down to the canvas

Rick- Massive double clothesline by the monstrous Knife to Know You!

Matt- K2KU FTW!

Corey Casey rolls out of the ring as Knife to Know You stomps down on James Shark. Knife to Know You leans down and drags James Shark up to his feet. Knife to Know You Irish whips James Shark into the corner turnbuckle nearest Corey Casey. As soon as James Shark’s back hits the turnbuckle, Corey Casey tags himself in

Rick- Here we go!

Matt- The much bigger Corey Casey tagging himself into this match up to go against the massive Knife to Know You!

Corey Casey storms into the ring and runs at Knife to Know You. As soon as he gets close enough, Corey Casey leaps into the air and delivers a spear to Knife to Know You

Rick- Another Anti-Christ Impact!

Matt- This is getting ridiculous out here!

Corey Casey leaps to his feet. Corey Casey leans down and grabs Knife to Know You and hauls Knife to Know You up to his feet. Corey Casey kicks Knife to Know You in the gut, doubling Knife to Know You over. Corey Casey then lifts Knife to Know You up in the suplex position, holding Knife to Know You vertical for a moment before leaping into the air and driving Knife to Know You down to the canvas with a massive jackhammer

Rick- PURIFIER!

Matt- There goes K2KU!

Corey Casey drops down and pins Knife to Know You as the ref counts

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Heather Thompson- Knife to Know You has been eliminated!

Kameran Ingram ducks into the ring and runs at Corey Casey, who is slowly getting up to his feet. Corey Casey turns and sees Kameran Ingram coming. As soon as Kameran Ingram gets within range, Corey Casey kicks Kameran Ingram in the gut, doubling Kameran Ingram over. Corey Casey then lifts Kameran Ingram up in the suplex position, holding Kameran Ingram vertical for a moment before leaping into the air and driving Kameran Ingram down to the canvas with a Purifier

Rick- And another one!

Matt- Purifier spree!

Corey Casey drops down and pins Kameran Ingram as the ref counts

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Heather Thompson- Kameran Ingram has been eliminated!

Corey Casey leaps to his feet and screams as he tilts his head skyward

Corey Casey
ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!

Rick- Nice Gladiator quote there by CC

Matt- Maybe he should turn around

Matt Rydell leaps over the top rope and grabs Corey Casey as Corey Casey turns around. Matt Rydell hoists Corey Casey up onto his shoulders

Rick- Rydell setting CC up for the GTS

Matt- This could be HUGE!

Corey Casey squirms out the backside and shoves Matt Rydell towards James Shark. James Shark cocks back and, as soon as Matt Rydell gets close enough, James Shark delivers a massive right hook to Matt Rydell

Rick- SWAG OUT!

Matt- DOWN GOES RYDELL!

Matt Rydell turns and collapses down to the canvas. Corey Casey grabs Matt Rydell’s legs and flips Matt Rydell over, locking in a high angle Boston crab

Rick- ASYLUM WALLS LOCKED IN!

Matt- Tappity tap tap tappity tap tap look at Rydell GGGGGGOOOOOOOO

Matt Rydell quickly taps out

Heather Thompson- Matt Rydell has been eliminated

Bulk Bogan ducks into the ring, wielding a nightstick. Bulk Bogan swings the nightstick at Corey Casey but Corey Casey ducks underneath the nightstick. Bulk Bogan turns around and is hit with a massive spear

Rick- ANOTHER ONE?!

Matt- If it ain’t broke…

Corey Casey drops down and pins Bulk Bogan

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Heather Thompson- Bulk Bogan has been eliminated

Corey Casey climbs to his feet, breathing hard

Rick- All this effort beginning to show on CC’s face

Matt- This is a long match, CC needs to pace himself

Corey Casey walks over to James Shark and tags James Shark in before Justin Underwood can leap into the ring.

Rick- In comes James Shark!

Justin Underwood runs over to James Shark. James Shark cocks back and takes Justin Underwood down with a massive right hook

Matt- Swag Out!

Rick- And there goes Justin Underwood

James Shark drops down and pins Justin Underwood

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Heather Thompson- Justin Underwood has been eliminated

SM Raye and Tyson Darden both leap into the ring at the same time. Corey Casey also leaps into the ring. SM Raye runs at Corey Casey. Corey Casey shuffles on the spot before lashing out with a superkick

Rick- CASEY SHUFFLE!

Meanwhile, James Shark sees Tyson Darden coming and runs directly at Tyson Darden. As soon as he gets close enough, James Shark leaps into the air and connects a flying knee to Tyson Darden

Matt- SWAGAHOLIC!

Corey Casey drags SM Raye over and throws his body on top of Tyson Darden’s limp form. James Shark then places his boot on SM Raye’s chest, thus pinning both men

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Heather Thompson- Both SM Raye and Tyson Darden have been eliminated!

Rick- Was that a DOUBLE elimination?!

Matt- Yup!

Corey Casey and James Shark both eye Ryan Apollos, who slowly drops down from the ring apron and begins to rummage around under the ring. After a moment of searching, Ryan Apollos pulls out a Taser from under the ring

Rick- WTF?!

Matt- Is that a Taser?!

Ryan Apollos ducks into the ring, wielding the Taser. James Shark laughs as he eyes Ryan Apollos. Suddenly, Ryan Apollos sprints forward and drives the taser directly into James Shark’s chest

Rick- JESUS CHRIST!

Matt- FUCK!

Corey Casey leaps over the top rope and shuffles on the spot. Corey Casey then waits for Ryan Apollos to stand up and turn around before Corey Casey catches Ryan Apollos with a superkick

Rick- Another Casey Shuffle!

Matt- IS SHARK DEAD?!

Corey Casey drops down and pins Ryan apollos

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Heather Thompson- Ryan Apollos has been eliminated!

Rick- They did it!

Matt- Shark and CC survive…kinda!

Suddenly, Stefan Raab leaps over the security and slides into the ring. Stefan Raab waits for Corey Casey to climb up to his feet before striking, leveling Corey Casey with a Diamond Cutter

Rick- WHAT THE FUCK?!

Matt- WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GUY?!

Steel Angel laughs from his vantage point on the stage as he looks at the bodies stacked up in the middle of the ring. Stefan Raab, in the ring, begins stomping down on Corey Casey. Stefan Raab climbs on top of Corey Casey and begins to rain blows down on Corey Casey, busting Corey Casey wide open. Blood begins to flow from a gash on Corey Casey’s forehead

Rick- I think I know who that is! That’s Stefan Raab, from WEW!

Matt- We had heard that CC and Stefan Raab had gotten into a Twitter war earlier in the week and that Stefan Raab would be here tonight!

Rick- I guess this is Raab’s Revenge!

Stefan Raab stands up and takes his jacket and shirt off. Stefan Raab walks over to the ring ropes and drops out of the ring. Stefan Raab begins to rummage around under the ring for a moment before he pulls out a baseball bat and a table. Stefan Raab slides the baseball bat and the table into the ring

Rick- Stefan Raab has some nasty intentions in mind

Matt- Yup!

Stefan Raab slides into the ring and grabs the baseball bat. Stefan Raab turns and sees James Shark, who is slowly starting to pull himself up to his feet. Stefan Raab charges at James Shark and catches James Shark in the back with the baseball bat. James Shark then stands up, arches his back in pain. Stefan Raab throws the baseball bat aside and drills James Shark with a Diamond Cutter

Rick- The Killercutter!

Matt- How do you know what that move is called?!

Rick- I accidentally watched WEW once or twice…

Meanwhile, while Stefan Raab is attacking James Shark, Corey Casey slowly sits up…and a wicked smile appears on his face as he sees through the proverbial crimson mask that covers his face. Corey Casey stands up and begins frantically motioning for Stefan Raab to turn around

Rick- Corey Casey is up…

Matt- And’s he got that wicked smile on his face!

Rick- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…whenever Corey Casey sees his own blood, it’s like a shark in the water…he just turns into a fucking beast!

Matt- A beast with one thought on it’s mind…causing as much pain as possible!

Stefan Raab leaps to his feet and pounds his chest as the crowd boo’s him violently. Stefan Raab turns around…and is immediately kicked in the stomach by Corey Casey. Corey Casey then reels Stefan Raab in and lifts Stefan Raab up in the suplex position, holding Stefan Raab vertical for a few moments. Corey Casey then leaps into the air and drives Stefan Raab down to the canvas with a massive Purifier

Rick- PURIFIER!

Matt- That’s it!

Corey Casey drops down and covers Stefan Raab as the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Stefan Raab has been eliminated…Here are your winners…Corey Casey and James Shark!

Steel Angel suddenly leaps out of his lawn chair and runs down the entrance ramp carrying his briefcase

Rick- Here comes Steel!

Matt- CALLED IT!

Steel Angel immediately pops up to his feet and branishes the briefcase. Corey Casey slowly stands up just as Steel Angel charges across the ring and drills Corey Casey in the back with the briefcase. Steel Angel then throws the briefcase on the ground before he reaches out and spins Corey Casey around. Steel Angel kicks Corey Casey in the gut, doubling Corey Casey over. Steel Angel then hooks Corey Casey’s head and leaps backwards, spiking Corey Casey’s skull into the briefcase

Rick- Massive DDT From Steel Angel!

Matt- CC is definitely going to be lights out after that move!

Steel Angel quickly gts to his feet and grabs the briefcase. Steel Angel hands the briefcase to the referee in the ring

Steel Angel
RING THE DAMN BELL!

“Rock N' Roll (Will Take You to the Mountain)” by Skrillex blasts out of the house PA system as Brandon Macdonald walks out from backstage carrying a microphone

Rick- Now what?!

Matt- MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS MANY TWISTS AND TURNS!

Brandon Macdonald
Steel! Steel…listen up! I’m afraid I can’t let you cash your briefcase in

In the ring, Steel Angel whirls around, a look of rage on his face. Steel Angel storms over to the ring ropes and screams up the entrance ramp at Brandon Macdonald

Steel Angel
WHY NOT?!

Brandon Macdonald
Steel think about it…IWF is about to head into war. After Bloody Sunday IWF will be heading into a showdown with WEW…both promotions will put pride and glory and reputation on the line! If you cashed in your briefcase now, it would plunge IWF into chaos a mere two weeks before this massive war! I know you Steel…I know you’re a good guy…I also know that you’re a team player. I know that you wouldn’t want to fuck IWF over by cashing in right now…

Steel Angel turns, walks over to the ring ropes, and motions for the timekeeper to bring him a microphone

Steel Angel
What the fuck!? Corey Casey gets a title shot at Bloody Sunday! Why the fuck doesn’t he have to wait for his title shot?!

Brandon Macdonald
Steel…Corey Casey had a legally binding contract…if he doesn’t get his title shot he can legally sue this company for breach of contract. Corey Casey vs. James Shark for the IWF Title at Bloody Sunday has been hyped up and promoted all over the world. The people are expecting to see these two fight for the title…

Steel Angel paces around the ring, clearly frustrated. After a moment of pacing Steel Angel then whirls around and stares directly at Brandon Macdonald

Steel Angel
Fine! Fuck it! But I’m done trying to be surprising…I’m done trying to catch people off guard! If I’m going to win the title, it’s going to be on MY terms!

Rick- What does Steel mean?

Matt- I have no idea anymore!

Steel Angel
I am officially going to challenge whoever the IWF World Heavyweight Champion is at Isolation…and I want that match to be inside of THE ISOLATION DOME!

Brandon Macdonald smirks as the audience explodes in applause

Brandon Macdonald
I like it! Consider it done!

Steel Angel turns and looks down at James Shark and Corey Casey, both of whom are lying on the canvas exhausted. The camera zooms in on Steel Angel’s smirking face for a moment before the show slowly fades to black






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