Battle Grounds 61: Brandon Macdonald Hall of Fame Show

The show opens with a video package highlighting Brandon Macdonald’s career in IWF. The package begins with a clip from the very first Bloody Sunday pay-per-view.

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Corey lifts Brandon to his feet, positioning him for a piledriver. Brandon throws a punch into Corey's ribs, and manages to wriggle his way free. Corey runs, looking for a second spear. Brandon sidesteps it, sending Corey towards the ropes. Corey bounces off, running towards Brandon again. Brandon ducks the clothesline, sending Corey to the ropes again. Corey bounces off, towards Brandon a third time. Brandon turns as Corey grabs hold, flipping Brandon onto his head.

Chuck - CLICK CLICK BOOM!

Anna - Unbelievable.

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

Anna - Why are they chanting when Corey does it? Brandon does it almost every week!

Chuck - COREY IS 250 POUNDS!

Corey looks down at Brandon, who's cradling his head. The bell rings once, signaling a point for Corey. Corey smirks, and reaches for Brandon's arm once again, looking to lock in the Lights Out. Brandon pulls his arm away, and kicks Corey away. Brandon gets to his feet, turning towards Corey. Corey kicks Brandon in the gut, then drops him with a DDT. He grabs Brandon's legs, cranking back, locking in Asylum Walls.

Anna - Corey is intent on hurting Brandon, it seems. Hitting his own moves doesn't get him any closer to winning the match.

Brandon does his best to break free of the hold. He pushes himself up, trying to get to the ropes. Corey adds more pressure, forcing Brandon back to the mat.

Chuck - We saw Corey escape the hold that way earlier. Brandon didn't have the same luck.

Anna - Corey knows his hold inside and out. He knows how to apply it to make it more difficult to escape, just as he knows how to escape it if someone else applies it.

Brandon tries to army crawl towards the ropes, finally throwing his arm over the bottom rope. Corey releases the hold, waiting for Brandon to get to his feet. Corey approaches, and Brandon drives an elbow into his chest. Corey steps back, holding his arms across his chest. Brandon runs, grabbing Corey's arm and throwing him to the corner. Corey bounces out of the corner as Brandon runs to the ropes. Brandon grabs Corey's head, driving him into the mat with a bulldog. He approaches Corey, who grabs his arm, pulling him to the mat and locking in a crossface. The bell rings once.

Chuck - LIGHTS OUT!

Brandon tries to break free of the hold, but Corey pulls back on his head. Brandon does his best to crawl towards the ropes. Corey pulls back, adding pressure, and causing Brandon to cry out.

Anna - He'll escape!

Chuck - Corey's hit both of the necessary moves, he can win the match. If Brandon taps, Corey retains the title.

Brandon tries to get his legs beneath him as he pushes himself towards the ropes. Corey releases the hold, and gets to his feet, stomping down on Brandon's spine. He quickly goes for the cover.

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Brandon kicks out.

Anna - He's still in it!

Chuck - But he can't win unless he can hit the Purifier. All Corey needs to do to win is score a fall.

Brandon gets to his feet as Corey approaches. THe two tie up, and Corey kicks Brandon to the gut, and lifts him for a suplex.

Chuck - Another Purifier! This is gonna be it!

Brandon drives his knee into Corey's skull, trying to break free. He drops back to the mat, still in the suplex hold. He hooks Corey's leg, trying to lift him in a suplex.

Anna - He can do it!

Brandon yells, lifting Corey in a suplex, and dropping him awkwardly. The bell rings.

Anna - It counts!

Brandon slowly rolls over, throwing his arm across Corey's chest.


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[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Megan O'Day - Here is your winner, and the NEW IWF Champion...BRANDON MACDONALD!!!

Anna - HE DID IT!

Chuck - Corey can't retain the belt. Surprise, surprise.

Anna - BRANDON IS THE NEW IWF CHAMPION!

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The screen then cuts to a clip of Fallout

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Chuck Matthews starts to walk up the entrance ramp, towards the stage. Chuck Matthews walks off to the side and disappears for a moment. Brandon Macdonald slowly begins to come to, and realizes that he’s stuck. Suddenly, a car driven by Chuck Matthews drives around the side and onto the top of the entrance ramp. Brandon Macdonald looks up and sees Chuck Matthews staring at him from the car. Ashley Macdonald moves towards Brandon Macdonald, but he yells at her to stay back.

Rick – Someone stop this goddamn match!

Johnny – For once I agree with you Rick. That’s a fucking car!

Rick – He’s going to murder Brandon!

Chuck Matthews begins to accelerate down the ramp towards Brandon Macdonald. As the car comes flying towards the ring, Brandon Macdonald jumps and uses the ropes to pull himself up to the top of the ring ropes. Chuck Matthews crashes the car hard into the side of the ring, just missing Brandon Macdonald.

Rick – Oh my god, I can’t even watch

Johnny – That came within inches of potentially ending Brandon’s life. Chuck is one fucked up dude

Brandon Macdonald pulls hard on the rope, and manages to rip the rope attached to his right arm off the turnbuckle. Chuck Matthews gets out of the car and slowly sides into the ring. Brandon Macdonald runs and tries to clotheslines Chuck Matthews with the rope attached to his left hand. Chuck Matthews ducks under it and turns around, runs at Brandon Macdonald and spears him hard to the mat.

Rick – Hollywood Impact!

Johnny – Compared to what we’ve seen so far in this match, that was like seeing someone breath

Chuck Matthews slides outside of the ring and goes underneath the ring. He pulls out a huge barbed wire covered board. He slides it into the ring, and leans it into the corner. Chuck Matthews slides back outside the ring, and comes back in holding a large bucket. Chuck Matthews dumps gasoline all over the barbed wire board, before lighting a match, and tossing it on the board.

Rick – Sweet jesus fuck

Johnny – That didn’t even make sense and I agree!

Chuck Matthews walks over to Brandon Macdonald and tries to whip him into the flaming barbed wire board. Brandon Macdonald blocks the whip, and then shoves Chuck Matthews as hard as he can towards the board. Chuck Matthews stops himself a foot away from hitting the board. He turns around, and is speared into the flaming board of barbed wire by Brandon Macdonald. Both men roll out of the ring, rolling around in pain from the fire and wire.

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

Rick – Brandon Macdonald hits the Hollywood Impact on Chuck! Sweet irony

Johnny – And it was through a fucking flaming barbed wire board!

Rick – This is sick. Just sick. I’m going to throw up if this keeps going

Brandon Macdonald pulls himself up to his knees with the guardrail. His entire body is red from blood. He tries to stand up but can’t. Instead, he just walks from his knees towards the ring. He grabs the gasoline tank from inside the ring, and pulls it out with him. He crawls around the outside of the ring, right past Ashley Macdonald, who can’t bring herself to look. Brandon Macdonald pulls himself up on the car, and begins to dump gasoline all over the outside and inside of the car. Brandon Macdonald opens up the hood and pours gasoline in there as well.

Rick – He is not doing what I think he is.

Johnny – Someone get those fans back! He’s going to light that car on fire!

Brandon Macdonald grabs a match from his pocket, lights it, and tosses it on the car, before stumbling and falling around the other side of the ring, out of the way. The car immediately bursts into flames, as all the fans near the car scramble to get further away.

Rick – Hit the deck!

BOOOOOOOOOM!

A massive flame shoots into the sky, as parts of the car fly off to the side. Security pushes fans back further away, keeping them out of the way. The car continues to burn, flames slowly getting smaller however.

Johnny – Is it safe to get up yet?

Rick – I really, really hope that no one was hurt from that.

Johnny – Rick, let’s take a moment to think about what just happened. Brandon Macdonald blew up a fucking car, in the middle of an arena packed with people

Rick – He’s lost so much blood that he’s completely delusional. Look at his body! It’s completely red

Brandon Macdonald walks over to the car and stares at it. He looks into the ring as Chuck Matthews slowly slides in. Chuck Matthews body is the exact same crimson colour as Brandon Macdonald’s. Both men have cuts all over their faces, back, chest and arms. Brandon Macdonald wipes blood from his eyes, and feels one of the staples above his eyebrow. Brandon Macdonald hops onto the ring apron.

Rick – This match needs to be stopped soon. I’m serious. Someone’s going to be killed.

Johnny – Anna. Ashley. Throw in the fucking towel!

Brandon Macdonald waits for Chuck Matthews to stand. Brandon Macdonald springboards himself up to the top rope, as Chuck Matthews uses the last bit of energy he has to run and jump at Brandon Macdonald. As Brandon Macdonald is bouncing off the top rope, Chuck Matthews spears Brandon Macdonald in mid air. Both men fly backwards and crash down onto the flaming car. Both men immediately roll off the car and begin to roll around on the ground, putting out any fire on their clothes or bodies.

Rick – I think the fans are actually stunned silent

Johnny – That, or they think that Brandon and Chuck are legitimately dead. Which they might be.

Rick – That car was on fire. And Chuck just speared Brandon in midair, onto the burning car. How are they not dead?!

Johnny – I’m going to throw in the towel soon if Anna or Ashley doesn’t

Both men eventually stop rolling around and just lay on their backs. Anna Stone and Ashley Macdonald run over to the men and begin to wipe their faces with the towels. The two girls look at each other and nod, before both waving their towels around in the air.

Rick – Thank god.

Johnny – Finally!

[Ding Ding Ding]

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, as per the throwing in the towel stipulation, the result of this match is a draw!

Rick – That could be match of the year right there. I’ve never seen such brutality.

Johnny – I’ve never been so afraid for anyone’s safety as I was tonight for Brandon and Chuck. The two of them just proved why they are two of the greatest wrestlers who ever lived.

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Finally, the package cuts to Brandon Macdonald’s final match, at Rising Monarchy

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Stygian tries to free his arm from Brandon Macdonald’s legs, but to no avail. He desperately claws at his face, trying to break Brandon Macdonald’s hold. Stygian starts to slowly crawl for the ropes, as Brandon Macdonald uses all of his strength to crank on the crossface. Stygian reaches out for the ropes, but can’t quite reach them. Stygian fights the hold a bit more, but looks like he’s about ready to tap out. Stygian’s hand goes down as if to tap out.

Anna – He’s going to tap!

Matt – Brandon’s going to retain and keep his career!

But Stygian’s hand instead just reaches the ropes, and he holds on. He pulls himself closer to the ropes, and Brandon Macdonald releases the hold. Brandon Macdonald stands up as Stygian does the same outside the ring. Brandon Macdonald runs and tries to suicide dive over the ropes, but Stygian moves out of the way, and Brandon Macdonald crashes headfirst into the crowd barrier.

Anna – Ouch that looked painful

Matt – Another Brandon-barrier meeting. These are becoming old hat in this match.

Anna – Old hat? Who says that?

Matt – I do okay?! There’s nothing wrong with that

Stygian grabs Brandon Macdonald and throws him back into the ring. Stygian slides into the ring and grabs Brandon Macdonald by the throat. Brandon Macdonald begins to punch away at the head of Stygian, who then kicks Brandon Macdonald hard in the nuts, causing him to fall over. Stygian grabs the steel chair and swings it down, connecting on the back of Brandon Macdonald. Stygian hits Brandon Macdonald a few more times with the chair, before discarding it. He picks up Brandon Macdonald and puts him on his shoulder, before running into the corner with him.

Anna – Stygian with a blatant low blow earlier there

Matt – But it’s all legal in a no-DQ match remember?

Anna – Unfortunately…

Stygian props Brandon Macdonald up onto the turnbuckle. He starts to climb it, but is met with an elbow to the top of the head by Brandon Macdonald. As Stygian steps down from the first rope, Brandon Macdonald hooks his head and jumps off, twisting around and pulling Stygian to the ground with a tornado DDT. Stygian’s head cracks into the steel chair that he discarded, and both men slump motionless on the mat.

Anna – Wow did you see how hard Stygian’s head smacked into that chair?!

Matt – He’ll be seeing stars for weeks after that one

Neither man moves for a while, as the referee checks on both men. Brandon Macdonald slowly gets to his feet, as Stygian pulls himself up on the ropes across the ring. Brandon Macdonald runs at Stygian, who manages to catch him in a snap scoop powerslam, sending Brandon Macdonald backfirst into the mat. Stygian picks Brandon Macdonald up and lifts him up vertically, before falling backwards and driving Brandon Macdonald into the mat with a vertical suplex.

Anna – Nice suplex by Stygian, he’s starting to take control of this match again

Matt – But it’ll just go back to Brandon with momentum, then Stygian, the Brandon, and back and forth nonstop

Stygian waits for Brandon Macdonald to stand to his feet, and when he does, Stygian grabs Brandon Macdonald and lifts him up over his head. Stygian presses Brandon Macdonald up above his head, before dropping him and catching him with a spinebuster, driving Brandon Macdonald’s spine into the mat hard. Stygian rolls on top of Brandon Macdonald.

Matt – Another Baneblade! This could be it for Brandon’s career!

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Brandon Macdonald kicks out.

Anna – No, he kicked out!

Stygian stands up and yells at the referee. He walks over and picks up the steel chair and waits for Brandon Macdonald to stand up. When he does, Stygian runs at him and smashes him in the face with the chair, sending Brandon Macdonald right back down to the ground. Brandon Macdonald slowly stands up; his face covered in blood, as Stygian shakes his head at him, before smashing him with the chair again. Brandon Macdonald falls flat on his back as Stygian drops down and pins him.

Anna - Now I really can't watch

Matt – Okay, it’s over now

Anna – Come on Brandon!

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Brandon Macdonald gets his shoulder up.

Anna – Yes!

Matt – Are you serious?

Stygian stands up and just shakes his head at Brandon Macdonald, before picking him up to his feet. Stygian goes to punch Brandon Macdonald in the head, but Brandon Macdonald somehow ducks it, and uses all of his strength to pick Stygian up onto his shoulder. Brandon Macdonald half jumps half falls, and pushes Stygian over his shoulders and then manages to drive his knees into the face of Stygian as both men fall to the mat.

Matt – What the are you kidding me right fucking now how did he have the strength to hit that move?

Anna – Somehow Brandon hits Fade into Darkness! He’s going to win! Brandon’s going to win!

Both men lay on the ground motionless. Brandon Macdonald slowly rolls over and lays an arm across the chest of Stygian. The referee begins to count.

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Matt – This could be it right here, Stygian looks out of it

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Stygian gets his shoulder up just in time.

Matt - No way! This match is still going!

Anna - How did Stygian kick out of that one?!

Brandon Macdonald rolls onto his back and lies there in disbelief. He slowly tries to stand up, as Stygian does the same. Brandon Macdonald limps towards Stygian, who suddenly lifts him above his head and press slams Brandon Macdonald down onto the mat. Stygian waits as Brandon Macdonald slowly stumbles back to his feet, before running and kicking Brandon Macdonald hard in the chest, knocking him backwards onto the mat. Stygian drops down and covers him.

Anna – Oh no, another Spartan kick. Brandon, do something, please!

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Brandon Macdonald kicks out

Matt – How in the hell does he keep kicking out?

Anna –Sheer heart and will

Stygian stands up and yells at the referee again, who holds up two fingers. Stygian turns back towards Brandon Macdonald and picks him up. Stygian presses Brandon Macdonald up over his head, before dropping him into a spinebuster for the third time in the match. Stygian covers Brandon Macdonald

Matt – If he kicks out after that Baneblade, I’ll stop smoking weed for a month

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Brandon Macdonald kicks out.

Matt - …fuck

Anna – That’s the third Baneblade he’s kicked out of! Brandon just flat out refuses to lose his career

Matt - What does Stygian have to do to put Brandon away?!

Stygian shakes his head in anger as he walks over to the turnbuckle and bangs his fist into it. He turns around as Brandon Macdonald slowly stands up, face covered in blood, fists barely raised high enough to protect himself. Stygian walks over to Brandon Macdonald and just stares at him, as Brandon Macdonald swings at Stygian, who easily blocks it. Stygian shakes his head at Brandon Macdonald, who just stares back at him.

Anna – That is the face of a warrior right there. One who won’t even give up

Matt – He’s going to end up seriously injured if he doesn’t do something soon.

Suddenly, Stygian kicks Brandon Macdonald in the stomach and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Stygian powerbombs Brandon Macdonald but doesn’t release the hold. He picks Brandon Macdonald up again and powerbombs him another time. Stygian keeps the hold as he lifts Brandon Macdonald up one more time, before he powerbombs Brandon Macdonald right on top of the steel chair. Stygian then picks Brandon Macdonald up and presses him over his head, drops him, and delivers a huge spinebuster right onto the steel chair.

Anna – Nooooo

Matt – A fourth Baneblade, onto a steel chair, after a Triple Powerbomb. There’s no way he can do it

Stygian hooks the leg of a motionless Brandon Macdonald as the referee makes the count.

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The referee calls for the bell as Brandon Macdonald sort of moves about two seconds too late

Matt – It’s all over

[Ding Ding Ding]

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and the NEW IWF WORLD CHAMPION…Stygian!

Anna – I…I can’t believe it

The referee grabs the belt that’s lying in the middle of the ring and hands it to Stygian, who grabs it and holds it up in the air. He runs to the turnbuckle and holds it up high as the crowd boos loudly. Stygian smiles to himself as he puts the belt around his waist and runs to the other turnbuckle and poses.

Matt – Whether you like him or not folks, Stygian is the IWF Champion, and Brandon Macdonald is no longer with this company

Lilith and Lilah run down from backstage and slide into the ring, hugging Stygian in the center of the ring. The two women grab one of his hands each and hold them up in the air, while Stygian smiles with the title belt. They slowly turn to leave the ring. On the way out, Stygian turns and looks at Brandon Macdonald, who is still lying motionless in the ring, and shakes his head.

Matt – Stygian still can’t believe how hard Brandon fought. It took four Baneblades to put him away. I can’t believe it.

Anna – I can’t believe it’s all over…just like that

Stygian and his women slowly make their way up the entrance ramp, celebrating with each other. At the top of the ramp, Stygian turns back towards the ring, lets out a loud roar, and holds his belt up in the air. With that, he turns around and walks backstage.

Matt – We’re seeing the start of a new era in the IWF folks, and that man is the new face.

Brandon Macdonald slowly tries to stand up in the ring. He manages to get to his knees in the center of the ring, as the crowd cheers loudly. Brandon Macdonald kneels and shakes his head. He wipes his eyes, and you can hear him say something after wiping his eyes.

Brandon Macdonald
I’m sorry

Anna – I can’t just sit here and watch anymore

Brandon Macdonald slowly tries to get to his feet, but falls back to his knees. Keagan Davis-Brown runs down from backstage and slides into the ring. Anna Stone takes off her headset and slides into the ring as well, and together the two women help Brandon Macdonald stand to his feet. They slowly help him walk over and slide out of the ring, as Brandon Macdonald wipes his blood covered face again. You can see that he’s visibly upset, and that if he wasn’t bleeding so much, you would be able to see tears streaming down his face.

Matt - I'm just going to let this moment sink in

“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”

The crowd chants as Brandon Macdonald slowly makes his way up the ramp with the help of Anna and Keagan. He smiles as a few fans yell at him and reach out for a high five. The two women help him get to the top of the ramp, whereupon they begin to lead him backstage. But Brandon Macdonald pulls himself off of both women, and turns around to face the crowd again from the top of the entrance ramp, under his own power

“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”

Brandon Macdonald wipes his eyes as the fans continue to cheer. He waves at them, before pounding his chest twice and pointing to the sky, while Anna and Keagan stand behind him, clapping.

Rising Monarchy fades to the logo with the shot of Brandon Macdonald standing at the top of the stage, for the final time.

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The screen cuts to a shot of the crowd, all of whom are chanting.

“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“HALL OF FAME”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“HALL OF FAME”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“HALL OF FAME”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“HALL OF FAME”

As the crowd cheers grow louder, the Hall of Fame show logo appears on screen, and the show begins.

LIVE from the Enterprise Arena in Chicago, Illinois

The phoenix sits still for a moment before exploding into flames. The scene then shows the inside of the sold out Enterprise Arena in Chicago, Illinois. Fire explodes out of the four ring corners, and fireworks begin exploding up either side of the ramp before sending a massive fireworks display on the stage. A jet of flame erupts on the stage, reaching up to the screen, where the IWF Phoenix logo appears. The camera pans across the crowd, taking in some of their signs.

"CONGRATS BMAC!" "HALL OF FAMER, EH?!" "CLICK, CLICK, BOOM...HALL OF FAME!" "GREATEST IWF CHAMP OF ALL TIME!"

The camera pans over to show Rick Christian and Matt Biggars, both of whom are sitting behind the announcer's table

Rick- Welcome to the sold out Enterprise Arena here in Chicago, Illinois!

Matt- We're lucky we're here!

Rick- Why do you say that?

Matt- Because we flew in at Chicago O'Hare! Where they cancel all flights if someone sneezes too loudly!!

The camera pans over to the ring to show Heather Thompson, who is standing in the middle of the ring. In the corner, Logan MacLeod is warming up, bouncing from one foot to the other and back again

Heather Thompson- The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...Logan MacLeod!

Rick- Logan hasn't really been seen or heard from much since the demise of Bad Company

Matt- Wonder how he'll do!

Heather Thompson- And his opponent...

“I’m a mess
That's the best way to describe it
Having no time to myself is the only way I can fight it
When I'm alone it's like I'm staring into a mirror
Don't know the person inside it and that's never been any clearer.”

Alex exploded out from behind the curtain arms swung out wide to his sides, a cocky grin spread across his face. His head bobbing slightly with a slight bounce as he takes a few slow dramatic steps forward, his arms slowly lowering to himself, the grin slowly fading into a smug look upon his face. Placing his hands on his hips he stood at the top of the ramp, and gazed over the popping crowd, the boos and remarks towards him causing a cocky anger to blaze across his eyes.

Heather Thompson- From Salem, Oregon...Weighing in at 190 Pounds...Alexander Raven!

Rick- Alexander Raven is a vicious, cut throat competitor

Matt- Yeah he is! We saw that last week when he decimated StormingRaven!

Rick- What does Alexander Raven have in store this week for the young Logan MacLeod?

“I miss your family and I miss all our friends
If you had it to do over would you do it over again,
Cause I would, this meant something more to me
There's a hole in my heart where you used to be
I still wish you the best of luck, baby
And don't go thinking this was a waste of time
I couldn't forget you if I tried”

Raven would jog into the face of the crowd on the left side of the ramp, snarling and growling into the faces of the crowd, slapping hands down and back, and allowing saliva to spew from his mouth, spittle flying from his mouth as nods his head up and down roughly, bouncing as he goes down the length of the left side of the aisle, running over to right side and doing the same, before collapsing down onto his knees in the middle of the ramp, stretching his arms to the roof.

“You killed what was left of the good in me
I'm tired so let me be broken
Look down at the mess that's in front of me
No other words need be spoken
And I've got nobody else to blame though I tried
Kept all of our past mistakes held inside
I’ll live with regret for my whole life”

Alex clutched at his chest and flicked his head back. He then moved to place his hands on his head, rubbing the back of skull over and over, breathing out heavily, his chest raising and dropping with each heavy exaggerated breath. As soon as the word ‘no’ escapes the speakers he thrusts himself onto his feet and sprints at the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring, rolling up onto his feet, swinging his arms out to the side. The cocky, angry grin spreads across his lips.

“I confess that I brought this all on myself
Condemned to suffer alone, like there's nobody else
When you're gone, it's like a whole part of me’s missing
So I'll keep living the lie and just hope that you're listening
I tried to make us a life here
But our foundation was built on sand
No time to run until the damage was done
And I’ve never had the upper hand”

Raven would leap up onto the top right turnbuckle and looking over the crowd, grinning brightly shaking his head a little. Falling off the turnbuckle he bounced on his feet a few times as the music begins to fade away. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell


Alexander Raven [vs.] Logan MacLeod

[Ding Ding Ding!]

As the bell sounds both men square off to face each other. Raven engages MacLeod and the two men lock up in a battle of strength. As the struggle goes on Raven starts to force MacLeod into the corner but MacLeod fights back pushing the fight to the center of the ring. Neither man giving way the continue to test one another.

Rick - A test of strength here by both men.

Matt - Who’s gonna be the first one down?

MacLeod reverses the grip and gets behind Raven locking his arms around his midsection. Raven hits Logan with a few nice elbows to the head. As Logan stumbles back Raven runs the ropes hitting a vicious clothesline almost folding MacLeod.

Matt - Looks like MacLeod is the first man put on his back. Raven looking to control the tempo now.

Rick - I have a strong feeling young Alexander Raven is going to control the pace.

Alexander Raven begins to stomp on MacLeod. He rubs his boot across Logan’s face laughing all the while. Raven grabs MacLeod lifting him up and dropping him down with a scoop slam. Running the ropes Raven lands a well timed forearm smash. Raven mounts MacLeod and begins raining down punches to his opponents face.

Rick - Vicious strikes by Alexander Raven.

Matt - I haven’t seen that much abuse since Rihanna.

Rick - Oh come on.

Raven backs off from the strikes walking around the ring not taking his eyes off of his prey. Crouching in the corner Raven awaits his opponent. MacLeod starts to regain his composure using the ropes to lift himself up. Just then like a madman Raven rushes Logan. In perfect timing Logan ducks his attacker pulling the rope down sending Raven to the outside.

Rick - Nice ring awareness by Logan MacLeod there.

Matt - Well that’s a relief I thought this was going to be a slaughter.

Raven is back to his feet as he slides back into the ring. Both men are on their feet and sizing each other up. Alexander is the first to make a move grabbing hold of Logan with a side headlock. Logan reverses the hold sending Raven against the ropes before hitting him with a spinebuster.

Rick - Logan with a nice reversal!

Matt- He’s got the moves like…

Rick - Don’t say it.

Logan makes the cover but before the ref can even count Raven pushes out and the two men begin exchanging punches. Standing in the center of the ring punch after punch both men begin to wobble. As the crowd chants along with each punch Logan ducks Raven’s next strike and hits an implant DDT.

Matt - Logan’s got some fight in him, we have ourselves a match folks!

Rick- Here we go!

Seemingly in control MacLeod starts to put some boots of his own to Raven. Alexander grabs hold of MacLeod’s boot as he’s about to get stomped on again and pushes him backwards allowing himself to spring up to his feet. Raven grabs MacLeod and nails him with a vertical suplex. Draping his arm over Logan Raven makes the cover.

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Matt - This could be all she wrote!

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Rick - Not just yet Matty.

Logan kicks out barely grasping for straws as he appears to be almost finished. Raven furiously pounds on the canvas thinking he had finished him off already. He viciously stomps away on Logan before applying a front face lock wrenching as hard as he can grinding his teeth with the amount of force he’s exerting. Logan manages to push his leg under the rope and the ref breaks up the hold after a five count.

Rick - He didn’t want to let that one go Matt, Raven looks like a man possessed now.

Matt - Logan’s in trouble here.

Raven smiles as he helps Logan to his feet sending him bouncing off the ropes before hitting him with a well-executed hip toss. Lying in the center of the ring MacLeod is struggling to get to his feet. Raven runs towards him and hits a neck breaker. Without hesitation Raven locks in the Raven’s Spine on MacLeod.

Rick - This could be it right here. He’s got it locked in tight!

Matt - Raven’s SPINE!

Rick - MacLeod in the center of the ring with nowhere to go!

MacLeod screams in pain and agony as Raven arches his back and pulls on his opponents neck even harder. It’s now to the breaking point as Logan holds his arm out desperately trying to grab a rope. He reaches out but Raven pulls him away still holding the lock tightly. Not being able to take the pain anymore Logan begins to tap furiously begging Raven to break the hold. The ref intervenes as Alexander drops Logan leaving him defeated in the center of the ring.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson - Here is your winner, Alexander Raven!

Rick - The better man won and despite what you may think of Alexander Raven he showed dominance tonight.

Matt - It’s true he had his focus and Logan didn’t have it in him tonight.

Rick - I’m sure we’ll be seeing much more from Alexander Raven in the future.

The camera zooms in on Alexander Raven for a moment before cutting to the back

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The scene opens to a young woman getting out of her car after arriving in the arena parking lot. Justin Kash wastes no time as he shoves a microphone in her face, urging the cameraman to start ‘rolling’. The woman raises an eyebrow and closes the car door. She waits for all the fuss to settle.

Blyss Lockhart shoots him a glare, pushing the microphone away. He flinches and puts the microphone back to his lips.

Blyss snatches the microphone with an irritated expression on her face.

Blyss turns to the camera as if addressing Tiffani herself.

She pushes the microphone to Justin Kash’s chest, handing it back to him. She looks like she’s leaving but then stops and turns back to the camera. A wicked smile forms on her face. She motions for the interviewer to record what she’s about to say.

She flips her hair arrogantly to one side, staring into the camera lens.

With that, she walks away in a huff. The camera then cuts to commercial

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

Heather Thompson – This match is scheduled for ONE fall!

As johnny steel's theme song "sakkara" by hourcast begins to blast through the PA system of IWF, The crowd anxiously awaits the arrival of the fresh face to sports entertainment. As the crowd was growing tired Johnny Steel bursts through the curtain and extends both arms, with a huge smirk across his face as if he's the best thing to ever happen to IWF. He walks down the entrance ramp, jumps on the ring apron and jumps over the top rope into the ring. He does his hands like he's swinging a bat and then looks up as he swings. Putting his right hand over his eye brows watching his home run hit into the sports entertainment business.

Heather Thompson– From Toronto Canada, weighing in at 210 pounds, Johnny STEEL!

Matt – This young man is having his first match in IWF

Rick – I heard Johnny Steel is Eric Steel’s brother.

Matt – Huh, you don’t say…

AS "Hell Yeah" hits, he is seen, holding hands with his manager/girlfriend, "Sexy" Lexie Laren. He then slowly and arrogantly makes his way ringside, kisses Lexie's hand as he holds the ropes open for her, and slides in right under her legs.

Heather Thompson – And his opponent, from Silver Hill, Ontario, Canada...Weighing in at 175 pounds, The Canadian Sensation, CHRISTIAN JAMES!

Matt – Two debuts in the IWF! This is going to be one hell of a match!

Rick – I got my money on the Canadian Sensation. Rumor has it that he’s a former FCW Southern Heavyweight champion.

Matt – Huh, I didn’t know that.

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


Christian James [vs.] Johnny Steel

[Ding Ding Ding]

As soon as the bell rings, Christian hits a dropkick to Johnny Steel, having him floored on the ground. Christian picks up Johnny by the head, slapping him in the face. He then hits a snapmire, swinging his hips.

Matt – What a snapmare by Christian!

Rick – That was some quickness right there.

Christian picks up Johnny by the head, kicking him in the gut as hard as he could. Christian attempted a neckbreaker but Johnny pushes him off and hits a dropkick of his own.

Matt – What a dropkick by Johnny Steel!

Rick – Christian gave him one and now he returned a favor!

Johnny picks up Christian by the neck, slapping him in the face in return. He hits a neckbreaker with impact. He picks him right back up as he hits a hurricanrana.

Matt – Johnny is trying to gain momentum with that hurricanrana!

Rick – Come on Christian, you got this match.

Johnny picks up Christian as Christian pushes Johnny off and then hits Hail Canada out of nowhere.

Matt – What a superkick from Christian James!

Rick – He didn’t waste anytime either, my type of performer!

Christian flows over and covers Steel

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Heather Thompson - Here’s your winner, Christian James!

The ref helps Christian James up to his feet as the ref holds Christian James' wrist aloft in victory

Rick- A hard fought victory for Christian James!

Matt- Well...not really hard fought...but still!

The camera zooms in on Christian James for a moment before cutting to the back

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The camea angle switches out and Sean Libby is seen talking to Uprising champion, Phillip Joseph

Sean Libby
Last week I was getting my ass kicked, and I could’ve used your help. Where the hell were you?

Philip Joseph
Look, I didn’t need to go out and endanger myself. I was tired, so I sat back and watch the action unfold.

Sean Libby cocks an eyebrow, not impressed with the answer Philip gives him. He shakes his head.

Sean Libby
Look, I need to know right here and now… Do you have my back tonight? Because it’ll be in your best interest to help secure my victory…

Philip Joseph
Why would I need to secure your victory? Aren’t you fully capable of doing that yourself?

Sean Libby
Just do it, and remember what I said. It’ll be in your best interest.

Philip Joseph
What’s in it for me?

Philip raises his eyebrow, waiting for Libby to answer him. Libby pressed his thumb under his chin, thinking carefully. He finally is able to muster up a thought

Sean Libby
You’ll see soon enough.

Philip Joseph
This better be good then, don’t want to waste my time.

The camera zooms in on Philip Joseph and Sean Libby for a moment before cutting to commercial

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

GO!!

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

Heather Thompson - The following tag match is set for one fall, making his way to the ring first from Green Bay, Wisconsin weighing in at 230 pounds Jack Savage!

Rick - So it seems we're going to see the possable rebirth of America's Most Hated here tonight.

Matt - I'm not too sure though, Jack dosen't seem pleased by this.

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

Heather Thompson - And his partner from Champaign weighing 240 pounds, John Trolly!

Rick - Seems you're right there Matt, these two are already showing signs of not being able to coexist.

Matt - Well their only advantage is that the opponets are even more of a dysfunctional team then they are!

Remember the Name by Fort Minor plays as Philip Joseph walks in champagne bottle in one hand and a lovely looking girl in the other as he hands her the champagne then gets a kiss for good luck. He enters the ring and removes his shirt showing off his upper body as he waits for his opponet.

Heather Thompson - And their opponets first from Hollywood weighing 210 pounds he's the Uprising Champion Philip Joseph!

Rick - Well Philip and Sean had a.......well interesting talk before this match.

Matt - Yeah.......question is will Philip hold his end of the bargain though?

The lights darken in the arena as music can be heard

Mm-ma-ma mara
Mm-ma-ma-ma
Mm-ma-Mm mara
Mm-ma-Mm
Ma-ma-a

Lights burst up as Sean Libby jumps onto the stage dancing and spinning and pointing at the moves the edges of the stage and points to the crowd


Mm-ma-ma mara
Mm-ma-ma-ma
Mm-ma-Mm mara
Mm-ma-Mm
Ma-ma-ma[/b]

Sean dances down the ramp and dances in front of the camera and sings the song aswell-

Taken pictures with hotties

Sean pulls cash from his tights

Spending mo-mo more money

Sean throws it to the crowd and spins around and dances more

If you want it so badly
Then why didn't you say so, lady?
You'll be hurt if you kiss me

Sean smooches to the crowd

You gotta gotta believe me
But if you want it so badly
Then why didn't you say so, lady?

Sean gets to the ring mat and dances forward and backward

And If you'd wanna take it back
You don't wanna take it back
You don't wanna take it back, my love

Sean moves up the steel steps

Don't you wanna love?
Babe,you don't wanna take it back
Don't wanna take it back

Sean gets in the ring and moon walks

Back, back, back
They call me Crazy Looooooooop

Sean spins and dances in the ring

Gotta be Crazy Looooooooop

Sean bounces on the ropes

Gotta get a life
Oh mom I've tried
Gotta gotta be lonely-lon-lon-lon

Sean starts to take his jacket off slowly

They call me Crazy Looooooop

Sean opens the jacket and shows a oiled and six pack chest and throws the jacket away and unbuckles his leather belt

Gotta be Crazy Looooooop
Gotta get a life

Sean rips the pants off and shows his small wrestling tights and rocks his body with his hands on his head as women can be heard whistling and cheering

Oh mom I've tried
Gotta gotta be lonely-lon-lon-lon
Mm-ma-ma mara

Heather Thompson - And his tag partner from Framingham Massachusetts weighing 210 pounds Sean Libby!

Rick - Well we're gonna see if these two can actually work together.

Matt - Seems Philip is gonna start things off, that's a start I guess.

Meanwhile Jack and John argue for a moment before Jack finally relents and backs off to the corner. The ref checks both teams and signals for the bell.


Tag Team Match
John Tolly and Jack Savage [vs.] Philip Joseph and Sean Libby

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Philip and John circle each other, Philip then backs off and quickly tags in Sean as he rolls out of the ring. He grabs his belt and walks away as Sean looks back at him while he shouts.

Rick - I knew it! Philip wasen't going to bother helping out Sean.

Matt - Sean better look behind him!

While Sean is still looking at the retreating Philip, John from behind grabs Sean by the neck and throws him in the ring backwards causing him to crash chest first into the floor. John grabs Sean by the head but he breaks the grip and throws a series of slaps to the face followed with a jumping elbow to the face. John staggers a moment before he charges in with a clothesline the Sean ducks under, he turns around and Sean superkicks him in the jaw! He makes the cover.

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Jack moves in and pulls Sean off and adds a painful elbow to the back of the neck for good measure. As the ref is directing Jack back to his corner, Philip walks up and blindly tags Sean as he reels back from the blow. He rushes in and stomps a mudhole on Trolly before shouting "See what I mean!? You're not good enough!" he moves in to tag Sean back just as he recovers on his end and rolls out of the ring.

Rick - What is Philip doing?

Matt - Whatever he pleases it would seem.

Sean glares at Philip who smirks as he gestures to the fallen figuire of John. He finally has enough of this and enters the ring as he walks towards John who springs ups and gets a handful of tights and flings Sean head first right into the turnbuckle. John takes a moment to recover then charges in with a body splash. But Sean nails an elbow that gets him right in the jaw. Before Sean can do anything else though, Jack clocks him in the back of the skull with a punch. Causing him to reel right into John's charging clothesline that floors him. John having trouble getting to his feet feels a hard slap on the shoulder as Jack tags himself in. He ignores John's protest and picks Sean up and throws him back down with a body slam follow with some crips elbows to the upper chest. He shouts for Sean to get up and grabs him just as he got to his feet and attempts a back suplex, Sean manages to flip over it and catch Jack as he turns around with a knee to the face. Sean attempts to fling him over with a hurricanrana but Jack uses his momentum to fling Sean over his shoulders right into an elbow from John as Sean came down on his end. Jack glares at John as he nods to his partner, Jack sighs and drags Sean away from the ropes and attempts to pin him.

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Sean reaches out with his arm and forces the shoulder up.

Rick - Sean showing alot of heart in the ring.

Matt - Yeah but it's two against one though, I mean Philip is doing Sean no favors by standing outside.

Jack pulls Sean back up and knees him in the gut a few times, he then lifts him up and hits a snap suplex with a pin attempt using the elbow to the face.

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Sean again kicks out.

Rick - Sean needs to make a tag.

Matt - Yeah good luck in that department!

Jack glares at the offical and reaches down to grab Sean who shows some life by kicking him on the head. Jack bends down after staggering a bit but gets the same result with another kick to the head. Sean then makes a full sweep motion and takes Jack down with a trip. Both men are down and out as the ref makes the count, he gets to four before Jack gets back up and throws Sean to his corner. Jack makes the tag and whips Sean to one side, he gut kicks him on the rebound and holds Sean by the arms as he motions for John to take a shot at him. John charges in but Sean ducks under and he floors Jack instead, John turns in time to catch the superkick as he spins Sean around. He boots him hard in the gut causing Sean to stagger almost down to one knee. John charges in and nails the flowing ddt as he rolls Sean over and pins him.

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[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson - Here are your winners the team of Jack Savage and John Trolly!

Rick - Sean fought hard but these two proved too much for him.

Matt - Didn't help that Philip pretty much left him high and dry.

John helps Jack to his feet and raises his arm along with his. Jack tears out of his grip gets right into John's face as the two start arguing with Jack pointing at himself and back at John. After some harsh words are exchange John pushes Jack who responds back with a massive haymaker that spins John almost completly around. He waits for John to reel back to him before laying him out with the Savage End.

Rick - Holy shit Jack just took out his own partner!

Matt - Well....so much for a possable reunion.

Jack looks down at his fallen foe and shouts at him while pointing at himself, yelling "I'm America's Most Hated!". He ends it with a spit to the face of John before storming out of the ring. We take one last close up at John's body before we take a break.

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Can someone get Death Angel another box of donuts?
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We return to Rick and Matt.

Rick - And we're back!

Matt - And here comes the High Impact champion!

Indeed without any music or usual fanfare, Steel Angel is seen in his casual outfit complete with High Impact belt on his left shoulder. Marley holding his other arm as helps her enter the ring first before entering with her. He walks around for a moment as he scans the ring with the crowd chanting his name.

"Steel Angel! Clap clap clap-clap-clap!"
"Steel Angel! Clap clap clap-clap-clap!"

He nods his head to the rythme of the claps before bringing his mic to his lips.

Steel Angel
Before I explain why I'm out here I would like to extend my thanks and congrats to Brandon Macdonald for taking his rightful place in the IWF Hall of Fame. I have not forgotten that ultimate submission match between me and him at last year's New Years Evil which is next week if you can belive that! Indeed that fight brought me to levels I've never thought I had. I mean I was no submission expert by a long shot, sure I know plently of holds but never actually used them much. Bmac pushed me above and beyond my limits in that regard and while I fell just a tad short in beating him.....that match would serve as a means to help me improve my skills so that you for that!

The crowd cheers as he smiles.

Rick - Steel showing respect where it's given.

Matt - He sure has came a long way from that match with him and Bmac.

Steel Angel
Now Speaking about submissions......heh that's what leaves me to why I'm here see I was told that Devlin and Gordon are suppose to do battle again. Since my last choice was met with some backlash I decided to not include myself into this exchange. Instead I will seek to test out their technacle skills by putting them in a submission match!

The crowd explodes at this announcment.

Rick - That's interesting.

Matt - Yeah Steel really knows how to fire up a crowd.

Rick - I'm talking about the match Matt, neither Devlin nor Gordon are submission experts.

Steel Angel
Oh one last thing, Marley would you be so kind as to tell our beloved audeince the other stipulation?

He hands her the mic and she shyly takes it before working up the courage to speak.

Marley
In addition to being a submission match.......Gordon is banned from.......using the Fury Vice!

Rick - WHAT!?!?

Matt - Ahah now THAT is interesting.

Rick - A submission match and Gordon can't use the Fury Vice!

Steel Angel
Sorry Gordon by unlike you I don't need an actual submission finisher. I've trained myself to use any kind of hold I could think of, that way I don't have to rely on just one move. Have fun!

He leaves the ring and takes a seat next to the announce table with Marley taking a seat on his lap.

Rick - Seems Steel will be watching this match but wont be joining our table.

Matt - Man why can't I get a pretty girl to sit on my lap? What's he got that I don't?

Rick - I don't know......a brian?

Matt - Real cute Rick .

Static burst on the Screen , the lights go out an a spotlight forms on Devlin as he slowly strolls out to the chords of "Omen" Looking about the arena with a smile as he then bounces down the arena and then picks up the pace, sunglasses and jacket coming off as the lights raise and he salutes the crowd, sliding easily under the bottom rope and preparing for his opponent after heading atop a turnbuckle and giving the crowd another salute , a foot sliding across him in the middle of the ring as if saying "Here's the line, Come cross it"

Heather Thompson - The following the best of three series and it will be a submission match. Introducing at this time from Chiago, Illinois weighing 235 pounds Devlin Raine!

Rick - This is make or break for Devlin, so far Gordon is just straight up dominating the series between these two.

Matt - It's like ever since he lost to Steel Angel at Violent Impulse he lost all will to fight.

Rick - Well if that's the case then the winner will be pretty clear.

The opening riffs of “Is This Real” by Saosin blasts through the arena, causing the fans get on their feet

Time's runnin' out and I have been betrayed
Gotta cast my stone into the lake (it didn't work, I didn't feel it sink in)

Gordon Fury bursts through the curtain to the cheers of the fans, the hood of his Jacket half covering his face. He riles up the fans before throwing his hood back.

That's all it takes my son then you are safe
When the end comes, everything's okay (we take it back, you take it away)

He quickly darts down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans. He then waits as the bottom of the steel steps.

Take my skin, we're diving in
It doesn't make a difference if I sink or swim
Theres a line drawn thin or so they tell me
I'll never know the difference if we..sink or swim!

Gordon quickly climbs the steps and enters the ring, immediately climbing the nearest turnbuckle, before taking of his hoodie and throwing it into the crowd, causing them to react even more. He then jumps off and run to the opposite corner, climbing that turnbuckle and riling up the fans.

Is it real, the choices that we make (is it real)
The smiles that we fake (is it real)
I know it hurts but is it real
The choices that we make
The smiles that we fake for my own sake
I know it hurts but is it...

Gordon jumps off the turnbuckle and waits in the corner as the song fades out.

Heather Thompson - And from Mackay, Australia weighing in at 210 pounds, Gordon Fury!

Rick - So Gordon can't use the Fury Vice in this match.

Matt - Which is gonna suck for him since that is the only hold he knows.

Rick - That's likely why Steel made the hadicap, he wants to see if Gordon is able to evolve his skill.

Matt - Well it took Steelio a good year to perfect his submission skills to decent stand point. Let's see what happens when Gordon is under pressure.

Ref checks both men, rings the bell and we're off!


Best of Four Match to determine the #1 Contender to the IWF High Impact Championship
Gordon Fury leads the series 2-0
Devlin Raine [vs.] Gordon Fury

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Devlin swings wildly at Gordon who grabs his arm and fling him shoulder first right into the turnbuckle. Devlin holds that arm for a moment and Gordon grabs the hand and throws him down while yanking that arm. His gaze never leaving Steel's as he tries to crank up the hold.

Rick - Wow Gordon with a arm bar.

Matt - It's one of the most simple moves that I can think of....well then again there's also the fist lock.

Devlin screams as he tries to reach for the ropes but to no avail. Gordon screams "just tap out dammit!" as he pushes down and pulls back even further. Devlin tries to move to the ropes but can't get his legs underneather him. After a few more painful moments he finally admits defeat and taps like a woodpecker.

[Ding Ding Ding!]

Rick - He tapped!

Matt - This time for sure!

Heather Thompson - Here's your winner of the series, Gordon Fury!

Rick - And just like that Gordon is going to New Years Evil.

Matt - Better luck next time Devlin.

Yuko and Marley get up as Steel slids into the ring, belt in one hand and mic in the other. He smiles as Gordon gets to his feet and the two have a stare contest for a moment before Steel extends his hand to Gordon. Gordon smirks a bit before accepting the handshake. Steel then raises the mic slowly to his lips.

Steel Angel
As promised you got your shot, it's overdue isn't it?

Gordon nods his head as he says yes.

Steel Angel
Well Gordon you amaze me by being able to win a submission match without the need of a finisher. But that was just a mere test, no more than that. If you really wanna beat one of the best, you're going to have to broaden your horizans. So how about this then.......we face each other.........in a match that hasen't been seen since Brandon vs. Corey Bloody Sunday last year. A Dueling Theives match!

The crowd roars in approval.

Rick - YES! YES! BOOK IT!!!

Matt - A Dueling Theives match! A match we haven't seen since Bloody Sunday between Corey and Bmac for the Heavyweight title!

Rick - OH THE RATINGS! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THIS!

Steel brushes past Gordon and pauses to look down at Devlin who is still holding his arm in pain. He shakes his head and walks away with Marley following close behind. We takes one last shot between Steel as he turns back to see his challanger standing in the ring. The staredown continues for a moment before we cut backstage to show Griffin Hawkins, who is sitting in his locker room, a cell phone pressed up to his ear

Griffin Hawkins
You sure you’re ok, man? CC and his goons really did a number on you last week.

Griffin Hawkins falls silent as the voice on the other end of the line says something. Griffin Hawkins nods his head somberly

Griffin Hawkins
Alright man, well just try and get better soon. I plan on getting a little revenge here tonight so make sure you’re matching!

Griffin Hawkins suddenly looks up as the sound of his locker room door opening catches his attention. The camera zooms out to show Corey Casey walk into the locker room, a small smile playing about his features. A deadly serious look quickly spreads across Griffin’s features as he speaks into the phone in a measured, subtly dangerous tone

Griffin Hawkins
I gotta go man…your old buddy Casey just walked in

Before the voice on the other end of the line can respond, Griffin Hawkins hangs up the phone and pulls himself up to his feet.

Griffin Hawkins
You know Casey…I was expecting a visit from you and your pack of dogs…so I packed for the occasion

Griffin Hawkins quickly leaps back and grabs a retractable police baton from his locker. Griffin flicks the baton open and stares directly at Corey Casey, who laughs softly

Corey Casey
Easy there, killer. I’m alone…I just came here to talk

Griffin Hawkins narrows his eyes but doesn’t drop the baton

Griffin Hawkins
Get the fuck out of here

Corey Casey shakes his head slowly

Corey Casey
I just wanted to come and see how you were holding up. I mean, after last week when you just stood by and watched your friend and tag team partner Alexander Remington get beaten into a bloody pulp by The Empire…I figured that you must not be ok mentally. I thought about calling in the IWF shrink but I thought to myself “hey, maybe poor little Griffin is actually just a big asshole you didn’t feel like helping Remington out. Maybe Griffin just wanted all the attention on himse…

Griffin Hawkins suddenly lunges forward, casting the baton to the side and diving straight at Corey Casey. Griffin Hawkins reaches out and grabs Corey Casey by Corey Casey’s shirt collar and slams Corey Casey against the locker room wall.

Griffin Hawkins
I didn’t just stand by and watch you and your fucking little take out Remington for shits and giggles! YOU FUCKING HANDCUFFED ME TO THE RING ROPES! YOU FORCED ME TO WATCH MY BEST FRIEND GET BLOODY AND BROKEN RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES!

Corey Casey struggles briefly, trying to worm his way out of Griffin’s grasp, but Griffin simply tightens his hold on CC’s shirt

Griffin Hawkins
Give me one good reason not to end you right here and now, Casey. Give me one good reason not to drive your head through this fucking concrete wall and finish what Stygian started at Ragnarok all those months ago.

A cold smile suddenly spreads across Corey Casey’s features as he stares into the enraged eyes of Griffin Hawkins

Corey Casey
I wouldn’t do that if I were you

Griffin Hawkins balls his hand up into a fist, shaking with rage

Griffin Hawkins
Wrong answer

Griffin Hawkins cocks, back, prepared to punch Corey Casey into next week, when suddenly, a blur of motion spears Griffin Hawkins down to the floor, forcing Griffin Hawkins to release his grasp on Corey Casey. The camera zooms out to show Axle Vengeance, who is in the mount position on top of Griffin Hawkins and is raining blows down on Griffin Hawkins head and upper body. Axle Vengeance gets to his feet and grabs the retractable police baton from where Griffin Hawkins dropped it a few moments earlier.

Axle Vengeance leans down and drags Griffin Hawkins up to his feet. Axle Vengeance wraps the retractable police baton around Griffin Hawkins’ neck and forces Griffin Hawkins down to his knees in front of Corey Casey, choking the air out of Griffin Hawkins’ lungs. Corey Casey’s cold smile widens as he straightens out his suit and looks down at Griffin Hawkins, who is gasping for air

Corey Casey
Griffin…I know you can hear me…

Griffin Hawkins stares into the cold, calculating eyes of Corey Casey while still struggling to free himself from the grasp of Axle Vengeance

Corey Casey
Griffin…I want you to know that after Alexander Remington betrayed me…I went digging into his past. I went digging through the old UECW phone book, searching for the name of a man who I knew would be able to take vengeance on Remington…and, by association, you. Griffin...

Griffin Hawkins suddenly tries to lash out at Corey Casey, but Axle Vengeance suddenly places his foot in the middle of Griffin Hawkins’ back and drives Griffin Hawkins face first down into the floor while releasing his grip on the police baton, forcing the police baton to be crushed into the throat of Griffin Hawkins as Axle Vengeance effectively curb stomps Griffin Hawkins down to the floor.

Corey Casey
Hey Griffin…if you’re still conscious…I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of The Empire…Axle Vengeance!

Axle Vengeance smiles sadistically as he looks down at the barely moving form of Griffin Hawkins.

Axle Vengeance
Miss me, Griffin?

Axle Vengeance and Corey Casey laugh coldly as the two men turn and walk out of the locker room, leaving Griffin Hawkins motionless on the floor. The camera zooms in on Griffin Hawkins for a moment before cutting to commercial

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Windows 8: How the hell is this an improvement on ANYTHING?!

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

Rick- And we’re back!

Matt- We’re back! We’re back! We’re back we’re back we’re back!

Rick- You’re in a good mood

Matt- Just happy because not only are we back to this amazing Hall of Fame Induction show, but because New Year’s Evil is next week and then the week after that, we get A WHOLE WEEK PAID VACATION!

Rick- But that means no IWF action in two weeks

Matt- But it also means a whole week of just being high as fuck!

Rick- Ugh…

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 fade out as the sound of a bell tower rings throughout the arena, a few more moments fly by before...

"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.

Heather Thompson- From San Diego, California…Weighing in at 220 Pounds…He is the reigning IWF High Impact Champion…Steel Angel!

Rick- Steel Angel has a big challenge awaiting him at New Year’s Evil, Matt

Matt- That he does. Steel Angel has to face down the seemingly unstoppable Australian Gordon Fury!

Rick- But tonight though he has to focus on a dangerous Axle Vengence!

Matt- Yeah we already seen what he can do.

They fall in line, one at a time
Ready to play
(I can't see them anyway)
No time to lose, we've got to move
Steady your helm
(I am losing sight again)

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.

Fire your guns
It's time to run
Blow me away
(I will stay, in the mess I made)

After the fall
We'll shake it off
Show me the way

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.

Only the strongest will survive
Lead me to heaven, when we die
I am the shadow on the wall
I'll be the one to save us all

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.

There's nothing left, so save your breath
Lying in wait
(Caught inside this tidal wave)
Your cover's blown, no where to go
Holding your fate
(Loaded I will walk alone)

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

Fire your guns
It's time to run
Blow me away
(I will stay, in the mess I made)

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.

After the fall
We'll shake it off
Show me the way

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.

Only the strongest will survive
Lead me to heaven, when we die
I am the shadow on the wall
I'll be the one to save us all

Wanted it back
(Don't fight me now!)

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

Heather Thompson- And his opponent…

The lights in the arena, one by one slowly fade off until the entire arena sits pitch black. Tonight’s turn out is great, the arena is nearly jam packed with maybe the greatest wrestling fans ever seen to date. A buzz falls over the crowd as we sit there...waiting. Finally the lights along the tron pulsate as static begins to flow from the speakers. The static is quickly ended by the pulsating intro of music.

“How did it come to this?
A bitter taste is all I’m left with
I’m losing all of my patience.”

“GNF” by Like Moths to Flames blares with every pulse of the song's intro, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Violently, the song’s pulsating intro kicks into the hammering of guitars as wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage until it engulfs the entire stage whole. Every light in the arena slowly fade off except the red “exit” signs. The energy of the crowd is amazing. The lights flicker off, as the strobe lights continue to flicker throughout the arena. Axle Vengeance rips through the curtain...he stands on stage before he looks left and right and stalks down to the ring in a VERY confident manner.

Heather Thompson- From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 235 Pounds…Representing The Empire…Axle Vengeance!

Rick- Axle Vengeance has already had a massive impact on tonight’s show

Matt- You can say that again! Axle Vengeance not only joined The Empire tonight, but he also managed to take out Griffin Hawkins all in one fell swoop!

Rick- I’ve seen old UECW footage of this guy and I can tell you that this Axle Vengeance is one sick motherfucker who is willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done

Matt- Well he’s going to have to be because he is about to step into the ring with the current High Impact Champ and a man who is a former IWF World Heavyweight Champ!

Axle Vengeance stares into the distance. The fans in the front row reach out and touch Axle until he slides under the bottom rope. The flashing bulbs of cameras surround and overtake the ring as Axle Vengeance rises up from the mat and climbs up on the ring ropes, balancing on the center of the middle rope. Facing the hard camera, Axle pounds his chest like a BEAST. Hopping down off the rope he heads to his corner cracking his wrists and knuckles getting loose before the match begins. The ref looks at both men and nods before calling for the bell


Axle Vengeance [vs.] Steel Angel

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Axle Vengeance and Steel Angel both come out and meet in the center of the ring. Axle Vengeance looks Steel Angel up and down and a small smile appears on his face. Steel Angel, however, wastes no time and quickly lashes out and connects a boot to the gut of Axle Vengeance, doubling Axle Vengeance over. Steel Angel then quickly grabs the back of Axle Vengeance’s head and leaps into the air. Steel Angel then comes crashing down, driving Axle Vengeance’s face down hard into the canvas with an X-Factor facebuster

Rick- Facebuster right out of the gate by Steel Angel

Matt- Axle Vengeance looked a little too confident to start this match off and Steel Angel made him pay

Steel Angel quickly leaps to his feet and looks down at Axle Vengeance. Steel Angel then turns around with his back facing Axle Vengeance and leaps into the air. Steel Angel comes crashing down hard on Axle Vengeance with a standing moonsault. Steel Angel hooks Axle Vengeance’s leg as the ref counts

-1-

Axle Vengeance quickly kicks out

Rick- Steel Angel was looking to secure a quick victory there

Matt- But the new comer Axle Vengeance wasn’t ready to say die just yet!

Steel Angel quickly gets to his feet, leans down, and drags Axle Vengeance up to a standing position. Steel Angel once again kicks Axle Vengeance in the gut, doubling Axle Vengeance over. Steel Angel reaches out and grabs Axle Vengeance. Steel Angel sends Axle Vengeance running to the ropes on the far side of the ring. As soon as Axle Vengeance starts running toward one side of the ring, Steel Angel turns and runs to the other side of the ring. As soon as he gets close enough, Steel Angel leaps into the air and lands on the second rope. Steel Angel then turns and springs backwards just as Axle Vengeance comes into range

Rick- Steel Angel could be looking for the Skyward Breakdown here…

Matt- Already?!

As Steel Angel comes sailing through the air, looking to drill Axle Vengeance with the Skyward Breakdown, Axle Vengeance manages to duck down and roll forward at the last second, causing Steel Angel to go sailing over Axle Vengeance’s head and crash and burn into the canvas

Rick- Nice dodge there by Axle Vengeance!

Matt- I guess Axle Vengeance must’ve been talking to some of the other members of The Empire and got some tips about Steel Angel before this match!

Axle Vengeance quickly springs up to his feet and smiles wickedly as Steel Angel slowly stands up, holding his chest. Axle Vengeance rushes forward and grabs the back of Steel Angel’s head and neck, forcing Steel Angel’s face to look down. Axle Vengeance then connects a series of three massive knee strikes to the chest and stomach of Steel Angel. After connecting the third knee strike, Axle Vengeance releases his grip on the back of Steel Angel’s neck, leaps into the air, and connects an insiguri that drives Steel Angel down to the canvas

Rick- What a sick series of moves by Axle Vengeance

Matt- Axle Vengeance is really showing his vicious streak here tonight!

Rick- He’s going to fit right in with the other violent and psychotic Empire members!

Axle Vengeance quickly hooks Steel Angel’s legs and goes for the pin

-1-

Steel Angel kicks out

Rick- It’s going to take a lot more than a few knee strikes and an insiguri to put down the former IWF Champ!

Matt- Axle Vengeance needs to step his game up if he wants to secure the victory!

Axle Vengeance quickly gets to his feet and stomps down on Steel Angel a few times before leaning down and dragging Steel Angel up to his feet. Axle Vengeance kicks Steel Angel in the gut, doubling Steel Angel over. Axle Vengeance then lifts Steel Angel up on his shoulders and, after pausing a moment, Axle Vengeance drills Steel Angel with a Michinoku Driver

Rick- Another big power move by Axle Vengeance

Matt- Man this Axle Vengeance kid sure has a varied and devastating move set!

Axle Vengeance gets to his feet and runs to the ropes on the far side of the ring. Axle Vengeance hits the ropes on the far side of the ring and comes running back towards where Steel Angel is laying. As soon as he gets close enough, Axle Vengeance somersaults forward, springs up to his feet, leaps into the air and executes a flipping senton leg drop that causes him to land with both legs across the throat of Steel Angel

Rick- A somersault senton leg drop there by Axle Vengeance

Matt- This is very much unlike Steel Angel to just take a beating like this! I hope he puts up a better showing against Gordon Fury next week!

Axle Vengeance once again hooks Steel Angel’s legs as the ref counts

-1-

-2…

Steel Angel manages to kick out yet again

Rick- And another kick out by Steel Angel

Matt- The IWF High Impact Champ still has some life left in him!

Axle Vengeance looks up at the ref, shaking his head in disgust. Axle Vengeance pulls himself up to his feet and looks down at Steel Angel, who is still slightly rolling around and showing signs of life. Axle Vengeance looks at the camera and a sadistic smile slowly spreads across his features as he once again turns his attention back to Steel Angel, who is just starting to pull himself up to his hands and knees

Rick- I didn’t like the look of that smile, Matt

Matt- Corey Casey used to get that same exact smile on his face right before he did something extremely violent…

Axle Vengeance waits until Steel Angel has managed to push himself up to his knees before crouching down and lashing out, connecting a vicious Yoshiro Tajiri Round House to the skull of Steel Angel, who slumps down to the ground in a heap

Rick- Good God!

Matt- Axle Vengeance could’ve kicked Steel Angel’s skull clean off his shoulders with that kick!

Axle Vengeance quickly leans down and drags Steel Angel up to his feet. Axle Vengeance lifts Steel Angel up in the powerbomb position, holding Steel Angel there for a moment before tossing Steel Angel up and driving Steel Angel down with a powerbomb into a double underhook facebuster

Rick- I believe he calls that The Breakthrough!

Matt- Well he might’ve just caused Steel Angel’s nose bone to breakthrough the skin on Steel Angel’s face!

Axle Vengeance drops down and goes for the pin as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3…


Right before the ref’s hand hits the canvas to count “3,” Axle Vengeance grabs Steel Angel’s shoulder and lifts it up off the canvas, forcing the ref to stop the count

Rick- What is Axle Vengeance doing?! He just had this match won!

Matt- I don’t think he’s done inflicting pain on Steel Angel just yet…

Axle Vengeance gets to his feet and points to his brain, evil intent burning brightly in his eyes and the wicked, sadistic smile on his face widening. Axle Vengeance leans down and drags the almost unconscious Steel Angel up to his feet. Axle Vengeance reaches out and grabs Steel Angel, winding Steel Angel up, before powering Steel Angel down to the canvas with a Lobotomy

Rick- Lobotomy!

Matt- Axle Vengeance just putting the icing on the cake now

Axle Vengeance drops down and pins Steel Angel as the ref counts

-1-

-2-

-3-

The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…Axle Vengeance!

Axle Vengeance slowly, methodically, gets to his feet and allows the ref to grasp Axle Vengeance’s wrist and hold it aloft in victory as the crowd boo’s Axle Vengeance loudly

Rick- This capacity crowd letting Axle Vengeance know exactly what they think of him

Matt- Axle Vengeance showing a lot of technical skill as well as an impressive power game here tonight

Rick- Not only that, but he managed to defeat a former IWF World Heavyweight Champ in his debut match

Matt- Corey Casey and the rest of The Empire have got to be excited about this kid’s future

Axle Vengeance climbs the nearest turnbuckle and poses on the second rope, his eyes closed and a twisted and evil smile on his face as he soaks in the boo’s and the hatred of the crowd. The camera zooms in on Axle Vengeance’s face for a moment before cutting to the back

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Philip Joseph is shown walking through the back hallway, the IWF Uprising Championship slung over his right shoulder. Philip Joseph has his gear in a small rolling suitcase, which he is dragging behind him. Philip Joseph walks through the backstage area and out into the parking garage. Before he can get too far, however, a familiar voice calls out from behind Philip Joseph

Sean Libby
Oh Philly!

Philip Joseph stops dead in his tracks and a look of annoyance slowly appears on his face as he turns around to see Sean Libby come walking across the parking lot.

Philip Joseph
What do you want?

Sean Libby smiles coyly as he walks over to where Philip Joseph is standing

Sean Libby
Just thought I’d let you know that I talked to Corey Casey after our match.

Philip Joseph
Oh yeah? Did CC tell you how badly you sucked and how stupid you are?

Sean Libby shakes his head as he takes a few steps closer to Philip Joseph

Sean Libby
Nope…

Sean Libby suddenly lashes out and catches Philip Joseph right under the chin with a superkick that drives Philip Joseph down to the concrete floor of the parking lot. Sean Libby smirks as he leans down and grabs the IWF Uprising Championship and holds it inches over Philip Joseph’s face

Sean Libby
Corey Casey told me to tell you that at New Year’s Evil you are going to defend the IWF Uprising Championship against…wait for it…ME!

Sean Libby drapes the Uprising Championship across the chest of Philip Joseph, his smile widening

Sean Libby
You can hold onto that for now…but on Sunday, the Uprising Championship is coming home with me!

Sean Libby stands up and takes out his cell phone. Loud techno dance music suddenly blasts out of his phone’s speakers as Sean Libby turns and moonwalks away, leaving Philip Joseph in a heap on the floor. The camera zooms in on Philip Joseph for a moment before fading to commercial

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

Rick- We’ve got what should be one hell of a match coming up next, folks!

Matt- A Fatal Fourway match between three of the young guns of IWF…and, for some reason, Ryan Apollos!

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

Heather Thompson- The following Fatal Fourway match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…

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

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

Rick- Johnny Cage has had an on and off career during his time here in IWF

Matt- At some points he shows flashes of brilliance and looks comfortable in the ring…but then, other times, the guy looks like he’s still learning how to wrestle!

Rick- I guess we shall see which Johnny Cage shows up tonight in a few moments!

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

Johnny Cage goes over to the ropes and pulls down on the top rope, stretching out. Becky continues to amp out the crowd, showcasing Johnny Cage.

Heather Thompson- Next…

The arena lights dim down as purple lighting rises. Fog fills the entrance as the silhouette of a man can be seen through it. A few shots of gold pyro go off as Ashe Corvin steps out. He holds his arms out to accept the praise he KNOWS will becoming from the fans. Instead he stands there with a cocky smirk of his face as the fans pour hate onto him. He chuckles and shakes his head as he heads to the ring.

Heather Thompson- From Los Angeles, California…Weighing in at 245 Pounds…Ashe Corvin!

Rick- Ashe Corvin has shown a mean streak a mile wide during his short time here in IWF

Matt- But will that mean streak be enough to overcome the odds against three other competitors?

Ashe Corvin talks trash to the fans as he walks to the ring. Once in the ring he stands dead center and once again raises his arms. As he stands with his arms outstretched Purple Pyro erupts from the ring posts.

Heather Thompson- Introducing the third competitor…

"Not Afraid" plays throughout the pa system as the crowd boos the song, realizing who's coming. Eric Steel comes from the curtains, walking with a little swagger to his step. He smirks as he continues to stroll along with a chip on his shoulder.

Heather Thompson- From Toronto, Ontario Canada…Weighing in at 232 Pounds…Eric Steel!

Rick- I’m excited to see what this kid can do

Matt- Hey Rick…doesn’t Eric Steel look kinda like Johnny Electric?

Rick- Yeah I mean kinda…but Johnny Electric has a more SHOCKING aura surrounding him

Matt- I mean, Eric Steel and Johnny Electric have the same general face structure…the same haircut that hides the receding hairline…

Rick- I don’t know maybe I don’t see it…

Eric Steel walks up the stairs, raising his right arm in the air. He paces back and forth, waiting for the bell

Heather Thompson- And introducing the final opponent…

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

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

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

Heather Thompson- From Milwaukee, Wisconsin…Weighing in at 250 Pounds…Ryan Apollos!

Rick- Here comes a man who has come so close, so many times, to winning the IWF World Heavyweight Championship but has fallen just barely short each time

Matt- Ryan Apollos has main evented Pay Per Views against some of the best that IWF has to offer and has beaten some of the big time names in this company!

Rick- If one of these young guys in this match were to somehow, someway, manage to secure a victory here tonight, it would be a huge boost to their career!

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

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

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

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

Ryan enters the ring and circles the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and stares out at the crowd before getting off the turnbuckle as the music fades. The ref looks at all four men and nods before calling for the bell


Fatal Fourway Match
Eric Steel [vs.] Ashe Corvin [vs.] Ryan Apollos [vs.] Johnny Cage

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

All four men quickly look to their right and then to their left before moving. Ryan Apollos and Eric Steel are the first to lock up, followed shortly by Ashe Corvin and Johnny Cage locking up on the other side of the ring. Ryan Apollos quickly delivers a kick to the gut of Eric Steel, doubling Eric Steel over. Ryan Apollos then reaches out and reels Eric Steel in, looking to lift Eric Steel up and connect a suplex. However, Eric Steel manages to wrap his leg around Ryan Apollos’s leg, blocking the move. Ryan Apollos tries again to lift Eric Steel up, but again Eric Steel blocks the move. Ryan Apollos suddenly dives backwards, spiking Eric Steel’s skull into the canvas with a diving DDT

Rick- Ryan Apollos tried to hit a suplex on Eric Steel…but Eric Steel managed to block it!

Matt- However Eric Steel couldn’t block that nasty looking DDT!

Meanwhile, across the ring, Ashe Corvin and Johnny Cage are also locked up. Johnny Cage manages to create a little space between himself and Ashe Corvin and lashes out, connecting a leg kick to Ashe Corvin, causing Ashe Corvin to stumble backwards. Johnny Cage connects a second leg kick to Ashe Corvin, causing Ashe Corvin to stumble backwards to the ring ropes. Johnny Cage kicks Ashe Corvin in the gut, doubling Ashe Corvin over. Johnny Cage then reaches out and grabs Ashe Corvin and goes to Irish whip Ashe Corvin across the ring. However, Ashe Corvin manages to reverse the Irish whip and, instead, sends Johnny Cage running across the ring. Ryan Apollos manages to get to his feet just as Johnny Cage is running towards the ring ropes. Ryan Apollos reaches out and grabs Johnny Cage, lifts Johnny Cage up, and then drives Johnny Cage down to the canvas with a spinebuster

Rick- Ryan Apollos manages to catch another one of these rookies unaware!

Matt- Even Apollos needs to keep his wits about him in a clusterfuck match like this. You need to have eyes in the back of your head and be ready for anything!

Just as Ryan Apollos is pulling himself up to his feet, Ashe Corvin comes sprinting across the ring and goes to level Ryan Apollos with a clothesline. Ryan Apollos manages to duck the clothesline though, causing Ashe Corvin to begin to run right past Ryan Apollos. Ryan Apollos manages to wrap his arms around Ashe Corvin’s waist and lift Ashe Corvin up, looking to hit a German Suplex. However, Ashe Corvin manages to block the suplex by delivering a series of elbows to the skull of Ryan Apollos, forcing Ryan Apollos to release his grip on Ashe Corvin. Ashe Corvin then spins around and drops Ryan Apollos with a discus clothesline

Rick- Nice discus clothesline there by Ashe Corvin

Matt- Ashe Corvin finally manages to step up and take down Ryan Apollos in the opening moments of this match!

Eric Steel manages to get to his feet and goes sprinting across the ring, just as Ashe Corvin drops down to try and pin Ryan Apollos. Eric Steel hits the ropes and comes running back towards Ashe Corvin as the ref counts

-1…

As soon as he gets close enough, Eric Steel leaps into the air, spinning 180 degrees before coming crashing down with a spinning double leg drop that lands right across the back of the head of Ashe Corvin

Rick- Eric Steel managing to prolong this match a bit longer!

Matt- It’s way too early for a pinfall, Rick! But still, it never hurts to try I suppose!

Eric Steel leans down and drags Ashe Corvin up to his feet. Eric Steel quickly steps forward, wrapping his arms around Ashe Corvin’s waist. Eric Steel then executes a drop step before tossing Ashe Corvin across the ring with a belly to belly suplex

Rick- Eric Steel connecting a nice move there

Matt- And it allows him to be the one in control in this fatal fourway match!

Eric Steel gets to his feet and turns around…and is met by a flurry of leg kicks by Johnny Cage. Johnny Cage then delivers a harder kick to the gut of Eric Steel, doubling Eric Steel over. Johnny Cage leaps into the air and connects a Fame-Asser that drives Eric Steel face first into the canvas

Rick- Johnny Cage coming out of no where with that flurry of offense!

Matt- This match is anyone’s ball game!

Johnny Cage gets to his feet and begins to stomp down on Eric Steel’s prone form. Johnny Cage turns around and runs to the ring ropes as Eric Steel slowly pushes himself up to one knee. Johnny Cage hits the ropes and comes running back towards Eric Steel. As soon as he gets close enough, Johnny Cage leaps into the air and drives Eric Steel down to the canvas with a Shining wizard

Rick- Shining Wizard!

Matt- This could be the opening Johnny Cage needs!

Johnny Cage drops down and attempts to pin Eric Steel

-1-

Ryan Apollos comes storming across the ring and stomps down on the back of Johnny Cage, forcing Johnny Cage to release his hold on Eric Steel and the ref to break the count

Rick- Ryan Apollos breaking up this pinfall

Matt- Smart timing there by Apollos!

Ryan Apollos leans down and drags Johnny Cage up to his feet. Ryan Apollos hooks Johnny Cage’s head, looking to connect a DDT. However, Ashe Corvin comes out of nowhere just as Ryan Apollos is about to spike Johnny Cage’s skull into the canvas. Ashe Corvin leaps into the air and connects a Lou Thez press on Ryan Apollos, causing Ryan Apollos to drive Johnny Cage’s skull into the canvas and Ryan Apollos and Ashe Corvin’s combined body weight to come crashing down on the prone form of Eric Steel below

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

Rick- Woah! So much just happened in that one move!

Matt- So Ashe Corvin Lou Thez pressed Ryan Apollos…who DDT’ed Johnny Cage…and Ryan Apollos and Ashe Corvin both landed on Eric Steel I believe!

Rick- That about sums it up!

Ashe Corvin lands a series of right handed blows to the skull of Ryan Apollos before standing up and climbing off of Ryan Apollos. Ashe Corvin leans down and drags Ryan Apollos up to his feet. Ashe Corvin then lashes out, connecting a knife edge chop to the chest of Ryan Apollos. Ashe Corvin cocks back and connects a second knife edge chop to the chest of Ryan Apollos, causing Ryan Apollos to wince in pain. Ashe Corvin then reaches out and grabs Ryan Apollos. Ashe Corvin Irish whips Ryan Apollos across the ring and right into the corner turnbuckle. Ashe Corvin follows Ryan Apollos in and as soon as Ryan Apollos’s spine hits the turnbuckle, Ashe Corvin is right there to connect a knee lift, driving his knee into Ryan Apollos’s gut and Ryan Apollos’s spine into the turnbuckle

Rick- Ashe Corvin feeling the momentum now!

Matt- And he’s taking the fight to the veteran, Ryan Apollos!

Ryan Apollos slumps down to the seated position in the corner turnbuckle. Ashe Corvin uses his boot to force Ryan Apollos down all the way to the bottom turnbuckle before lashing out connecting a series of stomps the chest of Ryan Apollos. The fans chant along with each stomp

“1”
“2”
“3”
“4”

Ashe Corvin suddenly stops and looks out at the fans

Ashe Corvin
SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Ashe Corvin then turns his attention back to Ryan Apollos and delivers a fifth big stomp to the chest of Ryan Apollos as the fans all boo Ashe Corvin

Rick- Ashe Corvin letting these fans know that he doesn’t want their support

Matt- That might come back to bite him in the ass later on in this match if it goes too long. The fans cheering and rallying behind you is sometimes the only thing that keeps you going in a long match!

Ashe Corvin pulls himself up to his full height and turns around….and is immediately met with a drop kick by Eric Steel that catches Ashe Corvin full in the chest, driving Ashe Corvin stumbling backwards into the corner turnbuckle. Eric Steel quickly gets to his feet and grabs Ashe Corvin, pulling Ashe Corvin out of the corner turnbuckle a few paces. Eric Steel then grabs Ashe Corvin’s head and runs forward. Eric Steel climbs the ropes with Ashe Corvin, spins around, and powers Ashe Corvin down to the canvas with an Acid Drop

Rick- Nice move there by the speedy Eric Steel!

Matt- Eric Steel is quite agile and quick for a guy who is 232 pounds!

Eric Steel gets to his feet and turns his attention to Johnny Cage, who is slowly beginning to regain his footing. Eric Steel rushes over to Johnny Cage and connects a series of rights and lefts before lashing out and booting Johnny Cage in the gut, doubling Johnny Cage over. Eric Steel then reaches out and reels Johnny Cage in. Eric Steel lifts Johnny Cage up in the vertical suplex position, holding Johnny Cage aloft for a moment before bringing Johnny Cage forward and crashing down to the canvas with a vertical suplex facebuster. Eric Steel quickly rolls Johnny Cage over and hooks Johnny Cage’s leg as the ref counts

-1-

-2…

Ryan Apollos manages to get to his feet, rush over, and once again break up the pin fall

Rick- Ryan Apollos manages to break up a second pinfall attempt!

Matt- I don’t think Ryan Apollos was anticipating having this hard of a time handling these rookies but these guys are proving Ryan Apollos and everyone else wrong!

Ryan Apollos leans down and drags Eric Steel up to his feet. Ryan Apollos picks Eric Steel up, holding Eric Steel up in the military press position for a moment before dropping Eric Steel down and falling backwards, connecting a military press into a Samoan drop on Eric Steel. Ryan Apollos immediately gets to his feet and sees Ashe Corvin, who is also getting to his feet. Ryan Apollos rushes across the ring and drops his shoulder as he connects with Ashe Corvin’s gut, driving Ashe Corvin spine first into the corner turnbuckle with a spear

Rick- APOLLOS CANNOT BE STOPPED!

Matt- Just get the hell out of dodge, everyone! Apollos is on a roll!

Ryan Apollos turns and sees Johnny Cage, who is slowly beginning to pull himself up to his feet. Ryan Apollos goes storming across the ring and over to the ring ropes right by where Johnny Cage is trying to stand up. As soon as Ryan Apollos gets close enough, he leaps into the air and lands on the second rope. At the same time, Johnny Cage manages to get to a vertical base. Ryan Apollos springs off the second rope, rotates 180 in mid-air, and connects a vicious headkick to Johnny Cage

Rick- Eradicator!

Matt- Ryan Apollos just sealed his victory!

Ryan Apollos drops down and pins Johnny Cage

-1-

-2-

-3…

Eric Steel barely manages to make it across the ring and drops a double axle handle across the back of Ryan Apollos, forcing Ryan Apollos to break up the pin attempt

Rick- So close!

Matt- Eric Steel manages to keep this amazing fatal fourway match rolling on!

Eric Steel and Ryan Apollos both manage to get to their feet at pretty much the same time. The two men begin exchanging rights and lefts as they fight their way toward the far side of the ring near the ropes. Meanwhile, as Ryan Apollos and Eric Steel exchanges blows, Ashe Corvin manages to remove himself from the corner turnbuckle and he surveys the action. Ashe Corvin then sprints across the ring and bounces off the ropes on the far side. Ashe Corvin comes running right towards Ryan Apollos and Eric Steel with Eric Steel’s back turned toward Ashe Corvin. As soon as he gets close enough, Ashe Corvin leaps into the air. At that exact same moment as Ashe Corvin is sailing through the air, Ryan Apollos manages to drop Eric Steel with an overhand, causing Eric Steel to drop down to the canvas. Ashe Corvin then goes sailing over Eric Steel and drills Ryan Apollos with a flying leg lariat that sends Ashe Corvin and Ryan Apollos toppling out of the ring and down to the mats on the outside of the ring

“I-W-F!”
“I-W-F!”
“I-W-F!”

Rick- That was fucking awesome!

Matt- Eric Steel managing to miss getting dropped by Ashe Corvin and forcing Ashe Corvin to nail Ryan Apollos with that leg lariat!

Eric Steel gets to his feet and surveys the damage. Meanwhile, Eric Steel notices Johnny Cage, who is slowly getting to his feet, shaking his head to try and clear the cobwebs from his head. Eric Steel smirks as he drops down, stalking Johnny Cage. Eric Steel waits until Johnny Cage turns around before leaping into the air, grabbing Johnny Cage by the head, and dropping Johnny Cage with a leaping cutter

Rick- Steel Cutter!

Matt- That’s it!

Eric Steel drops down and pins Johnny Cage while the ref counts

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The ref calls for the bell

[Ding, Ding, Ding!]

Heather Thompson- Here is your winner…Eric Steel!

The ref helps Eric Steel up to his feet. Eric Steel has a massive smile on his face as he looks down at Johnny Cage and then out at the fans

Rick- Eric Steel manages to walk out of this amazing fatal fourway with a big time victory!

Matt- All the competitors looked impressive over the course of this match, but Eric Steel managed to walk out victorious!

Eric Steel climbs the nearest turnbuckle and poses as the fans boo him loudly. The camera zooms in on Eric Steel for a moment before cutting to commercial

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Because like Griffin Hawkins..you're worth it too.

Heather Thompson - The following contest is a Mixed Tag Match scheduled for one fall!

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

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

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

Heather Thompson - Making his way to the ring...from Trenton New Jersey, Weighing 256 Pounds...Representing The Empire...Baron Tomson!

Rick - Tomson doesn't look like he's in a good mood tonight.

Matt - The only time he's in a good mood is when he's setting someone ablaze!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good Girls Go Bad" by Cobra Starship and Leighton Meester hits in and out comes the Queen of Wrestling Champion Angelica Monroe to a round of boos. She doesn't let it bother her as she confidently walks down the ramp.

Heather Thompson - And his Tag Team Partner...from Los Angeles California...she is The Queen of Wrestling Champion...The Perfect Angel..Angelica Monroe!

Rick - And here comes the Champ! But will she be Champion after New Year's Evil?

Matt - You underestimate her Rick, Angelica Monroe is the dominant female in this company, and she's going to prove it!

She takes off her belt and raises it in the air, proclaiming she is The Champion.

"Kicking and Screaming" hits the air as Griffin Hawkins and Tiffani Michaels emerge from behind the curtain. The crowd is electrified as the two come down the ramp slapping hands. Griffin has the Championship Briefcase in hand as he makes his way to the ring with Tiffani.

Heather Thompson - And their opponents....Griffin Hawkins and Tiffani Michaels!

Rick - I've done some research, Griffin Hawkins and Tiffani Michaels are no strangers to teaming up, in fact, in UECW..they've never been defeated in Tag Action!

Matt - Yeah they have a tremendous winning streak together, but it may come to a screeching halt here tonight!

Both Griffin and Tiffani get on opposite Turnbuckles and pose for the fans, soaking in the positive energy. Griffin takes off his shades and leather jacket and goes to the outside of the ring. He puts the shades on a lucky young fan and pats him on the head. He gets back in the ring where Tiffani is waiting. Both teams are working on a battle plan.


Tag Team Match
Baron Tompson and Angelica Monroe [vs.] Tiffani Michaels and Griffin Hawkins

The bell rings as Hawkins and Tomson start this one off. The two circle eachother, looking not to make a mistake. A tie up ensues and Hawkins wins the grapple with a Headlock. Tomson brings Hawkins towards the ropes, but Hawkins comes back with a shoulder block. He runs the ropes again but Tomson ducks under him and he leaps over. Hawkins holds onto the ropes just as Tomson goes for a dropkick, landing on his back. Hawkins takes advantage by hitting a running elbow drop. He scoops him up and hits a Scoop Slam. He gets to the second rope and connects with a diving fistdrop to the temple.

Hawkins then scoops him up and throws him to the turnbuckle. He then climbs onto the rope and delivers 10 well placed Punches as the crowd counts along, followed by the classic crotch chop before he reaches the 10th punch. He grabs a groggy Tompson and goes for a Bulldog, but he pushes him right into the buckles. Hawkins staggers back and walks right into a release Northern Lights Suplex. Tomson slaps at Hawkins' head as he tries to get up, shouting down "is that all you got?!" as he goes towards the ropes. He then hits a stalling Suplex, sending him to the mat. He then goes to do more damage, but to his surprise and confusion, Angelica Monroe tags herself in! Griffin is up and sees Angelica right in front of him, she's taunting him, daring him to fight. Hawkins looks really confused.

Rick - Is Angelica crazy!? She can't seriously think she can take Hawkins!

Matt - This woman has some serious..uh...ovaries!

Rick - She's not afraid to mix it up with anyone! But Hawkins wouldn't hit a lady would he?

Angelica mouths off "Whats wrong? Scared to get beat up by a girl?" Hawkins looks to the crowd as if to ask "is she serious?" Angelica points to her chin, daring Hawkins to give her a shot right on the mark. It's then he sees Tiffani on the right side of the ring, begging to be tagged in. He smiles and then tags in his partner. Angelica's expression changes as Tiffani spears her to the mat, raining punches on her. Hawkins goes back to his corner as Tiffani grabs Angelica by the hair and throws her to the ring ropes. She then gets a full head of steam and hits a Handsrping Elbow. A dazed Angelica stumbles out of the corner as Tiffani grabs her and hits a running bulldog!

Tiffani goes for a Suplex, but Angelica blocks it and turns it into a Suplex of her own. Looking to take advantage of her, she runs Tiffani to the ropes and catches her with a sidewalk slam. She drags her to the bottom rope and steps on her back, choking her with the ropes. The referee shouts at her to get off as he begins a five count. Angelica grabs Tiffani and hits a Scoop Slam.
She then throws Tiffani to the corner and tags in Tomson. He sickly looks at her as he grabs her by the hair. But Tiffani kicks him in the mid section only to catch her foot. He sneers at her, but Tiffani defiantly gives him the finger before connecting with an Enziguri! Tiffani then crawls over and tags in Hawkins who immediately gets right to work on Tomson. He waits for him to turn around and connects with the Leg Lariat! As he gets up again Hawkins clotheslines him over the ropes! He considers going over to do more damage, but Angelica is seen climbing the ropes, looking to dive on him. She goes for a High Cross Body, but Hawkins catches her. He looks like he is about to slam her, but he grins and puts her over his knee, proceeding to spank her!

Rick - Oh my God! Hawkins is doing to Angelica what her momma probably should have done when she was little!

Matt - She's the Queen of Wrestling, he can't treat her like that!

Tomson recovers and attacks Hawkins by kicking him in the back. He then proceeds to choke him on the rope as the referee tells him to stop. As he diverts his attention, arguing with the Ref, Angelica then gives Hawkins a well placed slap across the face. Tomson takes the advantage by grabbing Hawkins and hitting a Northern Lights Suplex Pin! 1....2....Hawkins kicks out! He runs him to the Turnbuckles and hits him with a Clothesline. He then drags him out of the Corner and connects with a Gutwrench Powerbomb. A "Hawkins" chant breaks out as the crowd is cheering for him to get out of this.

Tomson then picks up Hawkins and hits a Powerslam. He lays on a brutal looking choke as the referee starts a five count. He lets go, risking disqualification. He waits for Hawkins to turn around and nails him with a kick to the mid section and then follows up with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Looking to go for the high risk district, Tomson then climbs the ropes, going for a flying splash, but Hawkins rolls out of the way just in time!

Rick - Tomson took a gamble with that one and unfortunately it didn't pay off!

Matt - He took a little bit too much time climbing the ropes!

Hawkins gets up slowly and takes down Tomson by the legs, hooking on the Lion Tamer! Tomson is in the middle of the ring, will he tap out? No! Angelica rushes in, grabbing Hawkins by his long hair and pulling him off. Griffin angrily grabs Angelica, shouting at her for interfering. Before he can do anything Tiffani beats him to it by jumping at Angelica as the two are rolling around the ring fighting with one another!

Rick - We have a cat fight on our hands!

Matt - We should get a mud pit for these two!

Rick - The hell is wrong with you?!

The two are rolling out of the ring fighting asthe referee is trying to separate two, but as Hawkins turns around he walks right into a kick to the gut followed by a DDT! Tomson then goes to the outside of the ring and grabs the World Championship Briefcase. He slides into the ring, looking to bash Hawkins' brains in. But he ducks under Tomson swinging the briefcase at him and kicks him right in the groin! Hawkins then sees the briefcase fall out of his hands. He waits for him to turn around and WHAM! Tomson is hit right between the eyes with the briefcase!

Rick - Holy crap! He just blasted him with the briefcase!

Matt - He's cheating! The referee should disqualify him right now!

Rick - The referee never saw it! I think Tomson is out cold!

Hawkins throws the briefcase outside the ring, hiding the evidence. Tomson is knocked silly as He then takes off his sleeveless mesh shirt to the delight of the cheering female crowd as he climbs the ropes. He then connects with the Holy Diver Swanton Bomb! He hooks the leg just in time for the referee to get in the ring!

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2...

Angelica tries to slide in and break it up but Tiffani has her by the legs!

...3!!!

Heather Thompson - Here is your winner....the team of Griffin Hawkins and Tiffani Michaels!

Matt - I can't believe this! Hawkins cheated! He used that briefcase and hit Tomson right in the face! Tomson was robbed!

Rick - Well turn about is fair play! Tomson was about to do the same to Hawkins!

Matt - What a miscarriage of justice!

Rick - Well by hook or by crook, Hawkins got the win by pinning Tomson's shoulders to the mat. Is this a bad omen for The Blazing Inferno this Sunday at New Year's Evil!?

Tiffani celebrates with Griffin, he hugs her, kissing her on the forehead. Hawkins takes his briefcase as the two leave with their arms raised. Angelica is in the ring checking on Tomson who is finally coming to. Both of them glare at their opponents for New Year's Evil. All of a sudden, Blyss Lockhart slides into the ring

Rick- What the hell?!

Matt- It's Blyss Lockhart!

Blyss Lockhart sprints across the ring and clotheslines Angelica Monroe down to the canvas. Baron Tomson turns, looks at Blyss Lockhart, who has climbed into the mount position on top of Angelica Monroe, and shrugs before ducking out of the ring, leaving the two women to brawl with each other

Rick- What is Baron Tomson doing?! Shouldn't he be helping Angelica?!

Matt- What does Baron care about Angelica? She isn't a member of The Empire

IWF Security members come sprinting down the entrance ramp and slide into the ring. The members of IWF Security pull Blyss Lockhart off of Angelica Monroe and drag her a few feet away as some of the other members of IWF Security check on Angelica Monroe's well being

Rick- Blyss Lockhart really did a number on Angelica Monroe!

Matt- Blyss said she was coming for Angelica tonight...I guess this is what she meant!

Blyss Lockhart suddenly breaks free of the grip of the IWF Security members and sprints across the ring. Blyss Lockhart climbs into the mount position again and continues to beat the shit out of Angelica Monroe

Rick- Blyss Lockhart has been unleashed!

Matt- And she is raining hell down on Angelica Monroe!

The IWF Security team members once again grab Blyss Lockhart and pull her out of the ring this time. As they drag Blyss Lockhart up the entrance ramp, the camera zooms in on Blyss Lockhart's face for a moment before cutting to commercial

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Shadow's Fall - Final Call plays as Parker Wayde moves in with his belt and mic as he walks to the ring without some much as a care in the world. He smirks around the ring for a moment before he talks.

Rick - We're back and it seems we'll be hearing from our champion.

Matt - Are we really gonna have this match though Rick? No one hasen't seen Hostyle during the entire show.

Parker
So........from what I understand I'm suppose to face Hostyle Jones tonight, even though no one has seen or heard from him since I crushed that drug chomping hippie at Fallout.

Rick - Well......from what I understand Hostyle is still under IWF contract and therefore is able to be booked.

Matt - But where is he? For all we know this could be just a joke or something bad happend.

Parker
But ya know, why the fuck should I even bother? I mean I'm content with just having a free night to myself. I got nothing to prove by fighting a guy I've already pretty much destroyed. Hostyle is nothing more than a punk ass bitch who still collects a paycheck despite the fact he's nothing more than a ghost, an after thought, a spinle-

Suddenly Blow me Away by Breaking Benjamin plays as Steel Angel appers looking ready for combat even though he still looks a bit beaten up from his match against Axle. His eyes burning fire as he smirks while holding his High Impact belt in the air for everyone to see.

Steel Angel
Hey Parker.....remember this? I've taken some time and made a few........changes to it.

The crowd cheers while Parker has a look of pure anger on his face.

Steel Angel
Now then......although the match card clearly states that Hostyle is suppose to face you tonight, as a close friend who is engaged with his sister I can't allow a brianless puppet such as yourself slander his name. I know I've already had a match and that I got beat up pretty good, but since Hostyle isn't here and you are I might as well take his spot.

He drops the mic and charges down the ramp while Parker tears off his street clothes and motions for him to come in. Suddenly the lights go out and Narcissistic Cannibal plays on the loudspeakers.

Rick - Wait can it be......?

Matt - Is he here!? Where is he!?

Suddenly the lights come back on to show Hostyle standing right behind Parker, Steel is taken back by this and Hostyle attacks Parker with the Lethal Injection.

Rick - HOLY SHIT HE'S HERE!? IT'S HOSTYLE!!

Matt - And he just took out the champ!

Hostyle smiles and nods to his buddy Steel is still in shock at seeing Hostyle alive and in the flesh. Hostyle tears off his shirt and tosses to the nearest side as the ref wait for Parker as he gets up on wobbly legs. The ref then calls for the bell.


Parker Wayde [vs.] Hostyle Jones

Hostyle charges in and takes Parker down with a tackle that floors him, he rains down punches on him as he tries to cover up and Hostlye rolls off. Hostyle charges in but Parker out of desperation leaps up in the air and nails the paydirt on Hostyle. He hooks the leg and covers.

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-2

Hostyle kicks out with ease.

Rick - I'm......I'm still in shock that Hostyle is here.

Matt - Well Steel was gonna fill in for his buddy but seems it wasen't needed.

Parker kicks Hostyle hard in the ribs and assaults him with repeated blows to the back of the neck. Hostlye in spite on this punishment grabs Parker around the waits and brings him over in a northen lights suplex pin.

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-2

Parker gets out and scrambles to his feet just in time for Hostyle to floor him with a clothesline. He then mounts him and starts raining lefts and rights while Parker tries to cover up.

Rick - Hostyle is just taking it to the champ right now.

Matt - Well let's not forget that Parker was the one who beat Hostyle for the High Impact title a few months back. Revenge is the only thing on his mind right at the moment.

Parker manages to throw Hostyle off of him and ducks under a running clothesline and wait for Hostyle on the rebound and catches him with a rolling powerslam, quickly pinning his shoulders to the mat.

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Hostlye gets the shoulder up.

Rick - Parker trying to end this as quick as he can.

Matt - He wasen't expecting Hostyle to actually show up, the champ was caught completly off guard and it's costing him big time.

Parker gets to his feet and stomps down on Hostyle, Steel meanwhile watches from the side lines pacing back and forth with his arms folded. Parker sneers at him and picks Hostyle up and sets him up for the suplex before pointing at Steel and saying "watch this!" Hostyle though blocks the attempt and Parker clubs Hostyle a few times before trying again, Hostyle however dosen't relent and blocks it before popping his hips and throwing Parker with a snap suplex. Both men are laid out as the ref counts.

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Hostyle gets to his feet and so does Parker, the two met together and slug it out before Hostyle blocks a punch and then goes for a quick jab combo with one punch that knocks Parker for a loop. He bounces back and takes advantage with a flying knee but Parker ducks underneath it and grabs Hostyle as he turns around and hits him with a shoulder breaker. He takes a few steps back and drops a leg to the throat, he pulls Hostyle back to his feet and whips him to a corner. He comes back with a body splash that Hostyle moves away from, Parker staggers right into a enzuguri that takes him to the ground. Hostlye makes the cover.

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Parker gets the shoulder up.

Rick - Gonna take more than that to beat the champ.

Matt - I gotta say I'm impressed that Hostyle is doing so well after being gone for such a long time.

Hostyle picks Parker up but he drags him down into a small package holding the pants for extra leverage.

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Hostyle kicks out!

Rick - Parker almost stole one!

Matt - He's getting desperate Rick, the champ hoped to have taken the night off but he's force to compete against a very vengeful Hostyle.

Both men are slow getting to their feet they start brawling with the crowd cheering and booing whenever one man hits another with hard lefts and rights. Parker gets the upper hand and whips Hostyle to one side of the ropes, he tries to vault over Hostyle but he puts on the breaks as Parker is in mid air and spears him as he comes back down.

Rick - Holy shit what a counter!

Matt - Hostyle not giving Parker a moment to rest.

Hostyle whips Parker to a corner and gets a head full of steam as he nails a spinning heel kick to Parker who flops down face first on the mat. Hostyle climbs the top turnbuckle and waits for parker who staggers to his feet. He leaps off looking for a diving cross body but Parker at the last minuite leaps up and spikes Hostyle with the Paydirt. He gets back to his feet and makes the motion to finish it. Just then Steel Angel leaps up on the rong apron and pulls out a black marker from his pants and pretends to write graffiti on the custom High Impact that Parker made. Parker seeing this runs right after Steel who leaps off just as Parker got to him. Steel laughs as Parker leans on the ropes and angerly demands he come inside the ring. Little does Parker know that Hostyle has recovered and grabs Parker from behind and flings him with german suplex pin.

Rick - Steel with the distraction!

Matt - You know what the say Rick: All is fair in love and war!

ref drops down and counts it.

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Parker jsut manages to get the shoulder up.

Rick - So close!

Matt - The Human Highlight Reels almost one up the champ!

Rick - I woulden't go so far as to say they are fully reunited though.

Hostyle charges in with a clothes to parker who hooks the arm and pulls Hostyle down with the reverse neckbreaker. He pulls Hostyle back to his feet and lifts him up, keeping him there for a good few moments before driving him down the Instant Impact.

Rick - Instant Impact!

Matt - No way Hostyle can kick out of this!

Parker makes the cover as the ref counts the pin.


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[Ding Ding Ding!]

Heather Thompson - Here's your winner, Parker Wayde!

Rick - The champ able to put down the returning Hostyle Jones.

Matt - Revenge was denied this time.

Steel Angel moves into the ring and Parker quickly retreats outside while taking back his belt from the offical. Parker makes a motion by tapping his head with his finger as he smirks at Steel who glares at him. He kneels next to Hostyle who is down and out and tends to him, never taking his eyes off Parker who swaggers back to the entrance ramp, holding his Heavyweight title high in the air. The camera centers on him for a moment before we take a break.


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We return back with Heather Thompson with a mic in hand.

Heather Thompson – Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the newest member of the IWF Hall of Fame, Brandon Macdonald!

The crowd erupts with cheers as Europa by Globus plays over the loudspeakers. Brandon Macdonald walks out from backstage in a suit, his left arm in a sling, waving to the entire crowd with his right hand. He walks down the ramp as the fans all chant

“ONE MORE MATCH”
“ONE MORE MATCH”

Brandon Macdonald walks into the ring and stands in the center, with a microphone in hand.

Brandon Macdonald
I appreciate the thought, but as you can see, I’m not in much shape to be fighting in another match any time soon.

Brandon points to his sling and grins as the crowd cheers anyways

Brandon Macdonald
But if we can get serious for a second, I’m so grateful for the chance to be put in the IWF Hall of Fame. Just seeing my name alongside some of the greatest wrestlers in the world is the biggest honour I could ever have. I wouldn’t consider myself half the wrestler that SBK or Death-Angel is. But apparently people feel differently, and for that, I thank you.

The crowd chants loudly

“THANK YOU BRANDON”
“THANK YOU BRANDON”

Brandon Macdonald
I don’t really have much to say. Back when I helped found the IWF, I had no idea it would become this successful. I had no idea that I would become this successful. Last I checked, nobody else has held the IWF Championship as long as I have. With all the amazing wrestlers we have in IWF, that’s a huge accomplishment for me. I was certain it would fall. I look back and remember some of my matches, against Corey Casey, against Chuck Matthews, against Stygian. Some legendary battles right there and I’m glad I got to be a part of those. But I couldn’t have done it without you guys. You guys made me want to go out there every night and push myself further than I’d ever gone before. You made me want to go the extra mile in all of my matches. So really, I don’t think I’d be here tonight if it wasn’t for you. So thanks.

The crowd starts to cheer even louder as Brandon drops the microphone and begins to walk away from the ring, towards the ropes. Suddenly, some sarcastic clapping is heard from the top of the entrance ramp.

Axle Vengeance
Yes, congratulations on being inducted. Congratulations indeed. I’ve heard so much about your “legendary” career in the IWF Macdonald. It’s funny. I’m also a Hall of Famer, albeit in another federation. However, when I compare accolades, yours pale in comparison to mine. I’ve never seen someone who’s done so little in a federation be inducted into the Hall of Fame. I mean, you were only a full time wrestler in the IWF for a year. And yet in that time, you were IWF champion for not even a third of it. And it’s the only thing you won. You had a match on the biggest stage of them all against James Shark and Corey Casey. And yet, you lost. Not only did you lose, but you were the one who was pinned. Tell me, why do you deserve a spot in the Hall over someone like Corey Casey, who’s done three times as much for this federation as you have.

Axle Vengeance climbs into the ring and stands in front of Brandon Macdonald, who stares back at him.

Axle Vengeance
What makes you so worthy? Is it because you helped back the company financially? No, you’re broke now, it can’t be that. Is it because there was nobody else to induct? Maybe. Or maybe it’s because the company saw how sad of a life you were living without the IWF, and decided that they would throw you a bone.

Axle Vengeance laughs as the crowd boos him. Brandon Macdonald continues to stare at him.

Axle Vengeance
Oh, how could I forget? You probably have no idea who I am, do you? Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Axle Vengeance, one of the newest wrestlers here at IWF, and the number one member of the Empire. Perhaps you saw me tonight destroy not only Griffin Hawkins, but later on Steel Angel. You know him right? Former IWF Champion? Yeah, it only took me a few minutes to easily dispose of him. I want bigger and better things Brandon. You see, I want you!

The crowd sounds shocked as Axle Vengeance continues

Axle Vengeance
You’re the only person being inducted into the Hall of Fame that isn’t having a final match. Why is that? Is it because you’re injured? I don’t think so. I know the kind of wrestler you were, one who didn’t let small injuries get in the way of a match. So why then? I wondered this for some time. But then, I finally realized why you didn’t want that final match. It’s because you know full well that you don’t have it anymore. You don’t want to fight because you know that no matter who you fought, you’d disappoint. You couldn’t live with yourself if you came out here and lost in your final match. Well I’m giving you the chance. Who am I anyways? I’m just some new wrestler coming to the IWF. How could I possibly be a challenge for the great Brandon Macdonald? Why not just fight me at New Year’s Evil? What do you say Brandon, can I count you in?

Axle Vengeance looks at Brandon Macdonald, who stares at him for a moment, before shaking his head no, and walking towards the ropes.

Axle Vengeance
I see how it is

Axle Vengeance runs at Brandon Macdonald and smashes the microphone into the back of Brandon Macdonald’s head, knocking him to the ground.

Rick – Axle just attacked Brandon from behind with the microphone!

Matt – Come on, he’s hurt, can’t you just leave him alone?

Axle Vengeance laughs as Brandon Macdonald rolls around in pain. He grabs Brandon Macdonald and begins to lift him up, before Brandon Macdonald begins to punch him in the stomach with his right fist.

Rick – Hurt my ass! Look at Brandon fight back!

Matt – He’s not going to take that lying down!

Axle Vengeance staggers backwards as Brandon Macdonald rips the sling off his arm and runs at Axle Vengeance. Brandon Macdonald jumps and flips over, bringing Axle Vengeance with him and spiking him on his head with a flip piledriver.

Rick – CLICK CLICK BOOM!

Matt – I haven’t seen that in a long time!

Brandon Macdonald stands up and sees the members of the Empire running down the ramp. Brandon Macdonald slides out of the ring and into the crowd as the Empire slides into the ring to check on Axle Vengeance. Eventually they get him back to his feet and begin to exit the ring.

Brandon Macdonald
Axle Vengeance

The Empire wheels around, trying to figure out where the voice is coming from. Eventually the screen shows Brandon Macdonald, standing at the top of the arena stairs.

Brandon Macdonald
See you at New Years Evil

Brandon Macdonald drops his microphone and walks out of the audience seats into the concourse. The crowd erupts into cheers as the screen shows an angry Axle Vengeance staring at the spot where Brandon Macdonald just was.