Monday Night Mayhem 2/06/08

[The Rated R CMStar]

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Hart: Ladies and Gentleman, this is Monday Night Mayhem and god, what a night we have ahead of us.

Lane: Challengers will meet with champions, the IWF Undisputed Champion gets put in a hell of a match and his Number One Contender is the referee.

Hart: The saga between father and son continues.

Lane: And we get the fallout for the...actions of Montana on James Kash. But well, long night ahead of us, let's get this thing moving.


The Aussie Battler theme song hits as green and gold pyros shoot off, The Aussie Battler pushes through the curtains as the crowd scream then raises his hands. Battler walks down the ramp and green and gold pyros continue to shoot off, Battler walks up the Steel Steps then hops into the ring and climbs to the top turnbuckle he then chops his left hand onto his right hand as the crowd cheer.

Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring from Country, Australia, weighing in at 300 pounds, The Australian Battler.

Josh Hart: Here comes a true veteran of the squared circle.

Kerry Lane: But Age will most likely catch up with him here tonight when He takes on Havok

Ace Of Spades by Motorhead hits the arena as Havok makes his way out to the ring flexing his muscles the whole way.

Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Forest Hills, Queen New York, Weighing in at, 295 Pounds, Havok

Josh Hart: This man has a tough Challenge ahead of him with the veteran.

Kerry Lane: What are you talking about. Power will overcome experience anyday.

HavoK
vs
Aussie Battler​

Bell Rings: Battler and Havok both start to circle around the ring before locking up in the center. They end in a stalemate and break up before starting to circle around the ring again. Battler and Havok then lock up in the center again fighting over who should get the advantage. Battler gets the advantage and manuevers around and grabs a waistlock on Havok. Havok now grabs the neck of Battler and flips him over with a snapmare. Havok then locks on a rear chin lock but Battler slowly tries to power out of it climbing up to his feet before hitting a right elbow to the midsection of Havok who leans forward letting go off Battler who runs back towards the ropes. Battler then runs forward and hits Havok with a big boot to the face. Battler then lifts Havok back up by the head and throws him into the corner before starting to hit punches. Battler then throws Havok over to the opposite corner with another Irish Whip. Battler then runs in and goes to hit a corner clothesline. Havok then bends down and lifts Battler onto the top turnbuckle groin first. Havok then grabs Battler down into a Firemans carry before walking into the middle of the ring and falling down to hit a Samoan Drop. Havok gets back to his feet at medium pace before lifting up Battler and sending him into the ropes. Battler comes back and turns around going for the boomerang but Havok ducks before hitting a spinebuster on Battler. Havok then flexs his muscles before climbing up to the top rope. Havok then leaps off of the top rope and hitting the HavoKsault. Havok slowly gets back to his feet waiting for Battler to get back to his feet. Battler Slowly stumbles up to his feet and Havok grabs him by the wrist and sneds him intop the ropes with an Irish Whip and Havok scoops him up into a firemans carry before hitting a HavoKrusher. Havok then makes the pin on Battler 1...2...3​

Winner: Havok​

Jessica Lock: Here is your winner, Havok​

Hart: Can they get any more dominant?​

Lane: HavoK is a kind of animal we have seen rarely on this industry​

We cut backstage to Carl, who’s standing beside KnicKy. He’s dressed in the usual referee attire, striped top and black pants. He has a smile on his face, as he glances up from the IWF REFEREE Logo on his shirt, as Carl begins.​

Carl Long: First of all KnicKy, looks like you’re already and set for your guest referee spot in tonight’s main event!​

KnicKy: Oh Carl, I can’t wait. MNM wont know what to think when I step out there as the official: will I take this as a chance to get him back for last week, or will I call it down the middle?​

KnicKy laughs that the thought of calling it down the middle.​

Carl Long: None the less, you’re opponent for Final Impact, the IWF Champion will be in that match tonight, MNM as you stated. What are you thoughts on him, as a champion? ​

KnicKy: You know Carl, I’m not going to lie to you. MNM has proven himself to be a worthy champion, there really is no doubt about it - he beat James Kash in that ring, with his own bare hands, and kept him on the mat for the three count. That takes some guts and skill, and I commend him for that. ​

Carl Long: What about you’re match with him. Final Impact: the biggest stage of them all for the IWF superstars. Their is more than just pride and honour on the line in your match, there’s gold involved. How do you feel about going into this match, under these circumstances.​

KnicKy stops for a moment and runs his hand over his mouth, his smile disappearing.​

KnicKy: I think, I think that MNM needs to learn something. The man is a great champion, and a great competitor; but the simple fact is, he will be stepping into that ring with me, at Final Impact! When you step into the ring with the one and only Australian Hero, you are facing someone like no other! I’ve talked about this before: I’ve been taking away from this ring for nearly a year in total, and every time I return, I come back stronger, faster, and more hungry! Face me, one on one any night, and I will push you to the very limits. I will make sure that if you’re going to have your hand raised, you deserved it! I will make you bleed, sweat and hurt before the night is over.​

KnicKy turns to the camera, clearly getting more intense with the interview. However, he remains understandable and continues.​

KnicKy: However, when you put any kind of title, any kind of gold on the line; you won’t be facing that man. No no no, you will be facing the Australian Hero that only a few have ever truly seen. You look at the greats in this company: Montana, Slash, Kassidy, Mike Chaos; these men have all felt my determination and desire to win, when gold is on the line, and they have all fallen.​

Knicky looks down at the floor and than looks back up at the camera with a determined and serious look on his face.​

KnicKy: I will not be making sure you are deserving of a win, when gold is on the line; I’ll be making sure you are deserving of that championship. I won’t just make you bleed, sweat and hurt, I won’t push you to limits you have never felt before; I will make myself bleed, sweat and hurt, I will push myself to limits I’ve never felt before. MNM, I can only suggest to you that you eat your vegetables, train hard and prepare yourself, because when you and I step into that ring at Final Impact: you will be broken, regardless of whether you walk out as champion! Think about that, before you decide to cheap-shot me in the following weeks, and ask yourself this: do you want to add fuel to the fire, that is already going to burn you?​

KnicKy looks at the camera for a bit, his aggression showing in his facial expression, as he walks off screen, down the hall. He doesn’t look back, instead he just makes his way around a corner.​

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***COMMERCIAL***​

Break the Walls Down hits, and the count down begins on the titantron, until it reaches zero. Pyros shoot off eventually covering the stage with smoke, where Freeman appears, posing to the booing crowd. He makes his way down the ramp way to the ring, and struts up the steps, to the apron. He flips off the crowd a little before stepping into the ring, and posing once more.​

Jessica Lock: Standing in at five feet ten inches weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds from Barnsley, England, Adam Freeman! ​

Josh Hart: Here comes the lackey of the IWF Undisputed Champion MNM.​

Kerry Lane: Lets see what he can do in the ring tonight against the debutting rookie.​

Famous by Puddle of Mudd hits the speakers as Darren Anselmo comes out onto the stage to a mixed reaction. He looks down at Freeman, and makes his way to the ring, looking rather determined. He slides into the ring, and gets in the face of Freeman, before going to the ropes, and posing for the crowd; getting a still mixed-reaction.​

Jessica Lock : Standing in at six feet two inches weighing in at two hundred and ninety-two pounds from Manila, Philippines, Darren Anselmo! ​

Josh Hart: This is a big guy and apparently a top notch star on the independent circuit.​

Kerry Lane: Well this isn't the independent circuit this is the big leagues, lets see what he really has to offer.​

Single's Match​

Adam Freeman
V
Darren Anselmo​

Bell Rings: Freeman goes right after his challenger. He takes him down with a clubbing clothesline like move, and begins to pummel him immediately. He rolls off him at the ref’s guidance and drops his knee into the shoulder and neck of his foe. Darren tries to stand, but Adam just kicks him in the spine, sending him back to the mat. Freeman quickly pounces on him, and delivers a few kicks to the head and neck of his opponent tonight.​

Kerry Lane: Wow, Adam Freeman is showing a slightly more aggressive side here, tonight!​

Freeman hoists his challenger upto his feet, and hits a back suplex, centre of the ring. He covers him, but only gets two! Freeman gets to his feet, still fresh, and kicks Darren about the ring, in the legs and lowerback, smirking at him. Grabbing the ropes and pulling himself to one knee, Freeman rushes him, hitting a splash; driving his body into Darren’s, onto the ropes. The move almost crushes Anselmo’s larynx on the second rope, as he stumbles backwards and falls flat on his back, centre of the ring. Looking about at the crowd, the boos flowing in, Freeman grabs Darren’s legs for his finisher, the Freefaller; a walls of Jericho like move. Darren shows some resistance, as he kicks him off. Both men get to their feet, but it is Adam who keeps his offence, hitting his trademark move; a codebreaker. ​

Darren falls flat on his back, as Adam grabs his legs, and locks in his Freefaller. Applying great pressure, Adam wrenches harder on the move, as Darren Anselmo taps out, centre of the ring.
Winner: Adam Freeman ​

Jessica Lock: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via submission, Adam Freeman!​

Josh Hart: Well Darren couldn't get the job done, but he did prove he could hang with Adam Freeman.​

We cut backstage and we see CMS walking on a corridor, when he suddenly walks right into Colin White.​

CMS: Hey punk, look where you're going!​

White: Oh my, if it isn't the most undeserving champion the whole industry has ever seen, CMS, how are that backstage politics working for you?​

CMS: Look Colin, I don't know what the hell you are talking about, but quite frankly I don't like the tone you were using, specially coming from a quitter like you.​

Crowd pops.​

CMS: Now, for future ocassions, when you talk to me, you will adress me with respect, you will treat me with the respect I deserve!​

White: You, a champion? You might be holding that belt alright, but you are no champion. You wanna see a real champion in action? How about you check me, in the main event, and you'll know what a champion is all about.​

Colin White walks away in clear arrogance, leaving CMS puzzled behind.​

***COMMERCIAL***​

We go backstage and the camera shows the door of Edward Redding's office, that out of a sudden opens, and Adam Freeman comes out. Carl Long is luckily out there.​

Long: Adam, you just came out from our GM's office? What were you discussing with him?​

Freeman: Oh, I was just setting the last details with him, and next week, as he has just confirmed it to me, I will be in a Money in the Bank Qualifying Match!​

Crowd boos at the announcement.​

Freeman: And I guarantee it, after I win that match, and go on to win at Final Impact, the Money will be on my bank!​

Scene cuts back to the announce table.​

Kerry Lane: Well folks, it’s time for one of the more interesting matches of tonights programme! This next one, is a “Loser Leaves the Brand, Money in the Bank Qualifying Matchâ€. This one has more stakes on it, than either of these guys have seen.

Josh Hart: It will be interesting to see how these guys go, under this amount of pressure!

Kerry Lane: It sure will, Josh.

Jessica Lock: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Loser leaves the brand, Money in the Bank Qualifying Match. Introducing first, he weighs in tonight at 240 pounds, at a height of 6 foot 6, from Leeds England; Will Rose!

Will Rose makes his way out onto the stage, as I Dare You by Shinedown plays. He makes his way down the ring, acknowledging some fans, as pyros shoot off from the stage, red, white and blue pyros. He steps up onto the apron, and between the ropes, and raises his hands.

Jessica Lock: And his opponent, weighing in at 226 pounds, at a height of 5 foot 11, he hails from Florida; he is Kevin King!

Kevin makes his way out onto the stage, glaring down at his foe as Got Me Wrong by Alice in Chains blares throughout the arena. He walks down the ramp to a sea of boos, that only grow louder as he rips a childs sign. He smirks and slides into the ring, and begins to flip some of the crowd members off. Taking advantage of it, Rose strikes him from behind, with a clubbing blow to the back of the head.

Loser Leaves the Brand & MiTB Qualifying Match
Kevin King
V
Will Rose​

Bell Rings: Rose makes his way over to King and deliver's clubbing blows to the back of his head, until he finally knocks King off his feet. Stomping away at his prone challenger, Will is forced back off by the referee, however he goes right back at it, dropping his boot across his face, neck and shoulders. This is followed up with a leg drop, one across the neck, and one across the face. He pulls King to the centre of the ring, and straddles him, pummelling him with thunderous rights and lefts. King tries to cover up, but the smothering of fists gets the better of him, as he drops his hands. Will hoists Kevin to his feet and delivers a big time clothesline, covering him for a long two count. King tries to his feet, but only manages to one knee, as Rose approaches him from behind. He turns him and whips him across the ring, and connects with a big time spinebuster, nearly breaking him in two with the impact. The crowd pops, as Rose mashes his boot into the face of King, who has yet to gain any offence in the match. King crawls up, pulling himself up using Rose, to spaghetti legs. Rose, with a smile on his face, steps backwards into the ropes, and races at him delivering a big boot to the jaw. A tooth, and blood are seen splattering out of Kevin’s mouth at impact, as he drops to his back, motionless. Rose looks down at him and then poses to the crowd, feeling very confident right now.

Kerry Lane: Now THATS confidence; he’s in a match were he could be fired, and yet he still poses for the crowd.

Rose straddles down across the neck of King again, this time holding his arms by his side with his legs, and unloads with vicious and violent rights and lefts. Each shot connects, and knocks King’s head about, each blow causing more blood to fly from his nose and mouth. Finally, Rose steps up off of the lifeless body of Kevin King, and signals the end is here. He hoists him up to his feet, when suddenly King flips him onto his back, and gets a sneak pin, for a quick two count. King tries desperately to his feet, as Rose hops up to his, and looks at King, who is at one knee. Rose throws a boot at the face of King, whom ducks it, and rolls his foe up, for another quick two! The crowd jumps to their feet as King gets to his feet, the adrenaline racing through his body, as does Rose. Both men meet in the centre of the ring, King spitting blood into the face of Will Rose. This angers Rose, however this allows King to hit a big right hand, and knock his opponent backwards, onto the ropes. King follows up by whipping his challenger across the ring, and rushing him. Rose has him scouted though, and delivers a clothesline that flips him over onto his stomach, leaving a bloody mark on his arm, from where he connected with his mouth. The crowd pops, as King slowly climbs to his feet, and Rose signals for the end, again. Rose grows impatient, quickly, and grabs King; hoisting him to his feet, and setting him up for his finisher, the Willster - an F5. King manages to squirm off his shoulders and land behind him, and goes for his K’Top’Pop as Rose turns, his super kick. However, Rose catches him, and places a hand around his neck whilst holding onto his leg. In a swift motion, Rose picks him up and slams him down onto the mat, in a modified chokeslam. The ring shakes at the impact, as Rose looks down at his fallen foe. His lifts him straight up onto his shoulders once more, this time he connects with his Willster, centre of the ring. He covers him, and gets the three count.
Winner of the match: William Rose.

Jessica Lock: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, and qualifier for the Money in the Bank match at Final Impact, William Rose!

Kerry Lane: Well, Rose sure didn’t buckle under the pressure, he took control at the start of the match, and hit some big time, high impact moves to ensure he wouldn’t get caught up with a loss, and no job.

Josh Hart: You gotta feel for Kevin, though. The guy got caught up with the fans, and in the end of it all, it cost him. However, he didn’t go down without a fight, he nearly had Will there, a few times, but it wasn’t enough to keep him down.


***COMMERCIAL***


We come back from the break and we see D-Block, Slice and Rampage, inside the ring already holding microphones.

Hart: D-Block in the ring and I assume this is the advertised in which D-Block accepts the superiority of The United Envies.

Lane: A dark day for the IWF.


Slice: Settle down, settle down you people. See, my partner standing side by side with me and I, we don’t talk too much, and we intend on keeping like that right here tonight.

Rampage: Damn right.

Slice: See, when we debuted, we created the biggest destruction this company, hell, this industry has ever seen. We ran nonstop through each and every challenge we were made, and came out on top on each one.

Rampage: Until now.

Crowd pops.

Slice: And that is just why we are out here tonight. In the end, we are men, we accept the truth. See, for years, we have been through pain, we suffered the unthinkable, we were in jail, we got toughen up the hard way, but now, well, we got outdo by four men, we got outdo by the United Envies.

Rampage: My partner here is right. The Envies beat us, twice, and in our own game, a hardcore match, they proved to be tougher, stronger, better, and tonight, we accept that.

Slice: But we want to make it the right way, so please, Envies, if you would, come out here.

Nothing happens as D-Block waits for The United Envies to come out.

Slice: C’mon, don’t be afraid, this is no set up, come on out.

Again, nothing happens, nobody comes out. However, on the tron we see a camera man running backstage. He suddenly stops, and the camera shows all four of The United Envies knocked out on the floor, beaten to a bloody pulp.


Hart: What? All of The United Envies got attacked?

Lane: IWF has turned into a dangerous place I’ll tell you that.


Slice: See, that’s what happens when you mess with us, or did all of you people really thought those filthy old has-beens were better than us. Nobody is better than us!

Crowd boos.

Rampage: Take that as a message. Either if you are one of the United Envies, or someone else, you do not get on Slice and Rampage’s road, or you get run over.

D-Block starts to leave the ring, however Edward Redding then comes out from the back making them stop.

Redding: Wait just a minute. (He points to the tron showing the four men knocked out) Are you proud of yourself? You see, I might have a lot going right now, a probable sue from James Kash to Montana, the whole KnicKy and MNM situation, CMS is knocking on my door almost every hour, but still, I have to make my job.

Crowd pops.

Redding: And my job tells me, that I have to do something with you people and The United Envies.

Crowd pops again.

Redding: And I’ll tell you what will happen. At Final Impact, it will be D-Block facing, two of The United Envies, for the…for the reactivated IWF Tag Team Titles!

Crowd pops as D-Block look angry inside the ring and Redding grins.

Hart: That’s a hell of an announcement!

Lane: The tag team titles, brought back to IWF?!


***COMMERCIAL***


Hart: We are back after a hell of an announcement, but the night has to go on.


Johnny Nicoll’s theme hits as the crowd boo. He appears at the top of the entrance ramp and starts walking towards the ring.

Jessica Lock: The following match is a tag team match and making his way to the ring from Southport, England, weighing in at 263 lbs, Johnny Nicoll.

Josh Hart: We have to see how this unlikely team is going to work together.

Kerry Lane: Well there both powerhouses, but their ego’s may get in the way.

The music of Safaja starts to play before Nicoll can even get into the ring which annoys him a little bit but Safaja starts making his way to the ring.

Jessica Lock: And his partner from Mongolia, weighing in at 372 lbs Safaja.

Kerry Lane: As long as they stay on the same page they could be a force to wreckon with.

Josh Hart: We just all have to see what’s going to happened during this match.

Let the bodies hit the floor by Drowning Pool hits as Charlie Titan and Bradly Jona Kellert.

Jessica Lock: And their tag team opponents, Charlie Titan and Bradly Jona Kellert.

Josh Hart: Now these guys will be able to work together and get the job done here tonight.

Kerry Lane: This should be a great match and I can’t wait for it to start.

Both wrestlers get into the ring. Nicoll looks set to start for his team and Titan for the other as both men get in each others faces. Safaja and Kellert go into their respective corners standing on the ring apron.

Tag Team Match​

Johnny Nicoll and Safaja​

Vs

Bradly Jona Kellert and Charlie Titan



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Bell Rings:Nicoll and titan lock up in a grapple in the middle of the ring. Titan gets the better out of Nicoll and forces Nicoll into the corner of the ring and he hits a couple of chops to the chest Nicoll. Titan Irish whips Nicoll into the corner where Kellert is and tags him in as Nicoll attempts to recover in the corner but a double team attack by Titan and Kellert stops that as they both kick Nicoll hard. Kellert drags Nicoll into the centre of the ring and goes for the cover but only gets a 2 count.

Josh Hart: A good start by the team of Titan and Kellert working together to weaken there opponent.

Kellert gets Nicoll to his feat and punches Nicoll hard on the side of the face but Nicoll retaliates with 4 hard punches of his own followed by a clothesline. He goes for the pinfall but only gets a two count also. Nicoll looks to tag Safaja. Nicoll is right in front of Safaja about to make the tag when Titan from nowhere runs into the back of Nicoll and Nicoll by accident knocks Safaja off the ring apron. The referee gets Titan back outside the ring as Nicoll turns around and ducks a clothesline by Kellert and as Kellert turns round he is hit with a snap suplex. Nicoll taunts and calls for his finisher move. Safaja gets into the ring and hits Nicoll from behind.

Kerry Lane: what the hell!! Safaja has just attacked his own partner.

Safaja in somewhat of an angry mood hits the Mongolian Execution on Nicoll and then throws Nicoll out of the ring. Safaja turns around and walks into a White Russian Legs sweep and Kellert makes the cover and the ref counts the three.
Winner: Bradly Kellert and Charlie Titan.

Jessica Lock: Your winners Charlie Titan and Bradly Jona Kellert.

Both men celebrate as camera shows Nicoll laid out on the floor outside the ring and Safaja flat out in the ring.


(Final Impact hype: Kassidy vs Hayes, 3 Stages from Hell Match)


Hart: Well we just saw the hype, but tonight we get a preview of all of that, as Kassidy goes one on one with Hayes again, and this time, the winner of that match will decide the stipulation for the first fall.

Lane: I always love this too going at it, maybe I am just a little overtended at seing a father and son beating the hell out of each other.


Forever by Hurt hits the arena as Kassidy steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.

Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet even weighing in at two hundred pounds from Transylvania, Romania, Kassidy Loren Hayez!

Josh Hart: This feud has gotten intense and now these two men will do battle here tonight and the winner gets to pick the first match for the three stages of hell match.

Kerry Lane: Father and Son should be on the same side not fighting at each other’s throat.

Running From Me By Trust Company hits the arena as Shawn Alexander Hayez steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.

Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet two inches weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds from Las Vegas, Shawn Alexander Hayez!

Josh Hart: The hatred these two men have gotten for each other has grown severely due to the lack of respect that Hayez has given Kassidy.

Kerry Lane: Hayez says that his time is now and that Kassidy has his chance and blew it.

Single’s Match​

Winner Selects First Match for

Three Stages of Hell

Kassidy
vs.
Hayez​

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Bell Rings: Kassidy and Hayez immediately charge at each other and start throwing punches. Kassidy ducks a wild punch from Hayez and than drops Hayez down to the mat with a vicious straight right hand shot to the jaw. Kassidy quickly guides Hayez back to his feet and sends him to the corner with an irish whip. Kassidy than makes his way across the ring and charges towards Hayez in the corner and connects with a bodysplash. Hayez staggers out of the corner and Kassidy plants him on the mat with DDT. Kassidy makes the immediate cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Hayez kicks out right after the two. Kassidy makes it back to his feet and guides Hayez back to his. Hayez makes it to one knee and than drives his forearm into the groin of Kassidy sending him down to the mat.

Josh Hart: Kassidy had the beginning of this match in hand, but that groin shot from Hayez will turn control of this match over to Hayez.

Kerry Lane: What a cheap shot that was from Hayez.

Hayez pulls the hair back from in front of his face and makes it back to his feet. Hayez guides Kassidy back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Kassidy bounces back from the ropes and Hayez takes down to the mat with a series of arm drags. Hayez than plants Kassidy on the mat with a spinebuster and makes the cover. The ref gets down to make the count, but Kassidy kicks out right after the two. Hayez than drives his foot into the face of Kassidy and makes another quick cover. The ref gets down to make the count, but Kassidy is still able to kick out after two and a half. Hayez guides Kassidy back to his feet and than drives him back down to the mat with a modified back breaker. Hayez makes his way to the top of the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the fans. Hayez than leaps from the corner and attempts the Falling Feather, but Kassidy dodges the attack and Hayez hits the mat hard back first.

Kerry Lane: The cockiness of Hayez just came back and bit him in the ass here tonight.

Josh Hart: This is the same reason that this feud started. Kassidy was frustrated with the way Hayez was acting during his matches.

Kassidy quickly crawls over to Hayez and hooks the legs for the cover. The ref gets down to make the cover, but Hayez is able to kick out right after the two. Kassidy than mounts the chest of Hayez and drills his face in with rights and lefts knocking him into a daze. Kassidy than makes it back to his feet and grabs the legs of Hayez and than catapults him over the top rope and down to the outside. Hayez is flying in mid-air as Kassidy jumps over the top rope and as soon as Hayez hits the mat on the outside face first Kassidy connects with a leg drop across the back of the head of Hayez. Both men are down on the mat and the ref starts to make the count. By four Kassidy sits up and makes it back to his feet by the count of six. Hayez has still not moved on the outside mat as Kassidy pulls the lifeless body of Hayez back to his feet and than bounces his head off the ring apron and than driving him into the outside ringpost busting Hayez open.

Josh Hart: Kassidy just busted Hayez wide open and you have to wonder how Hayez will be physically after that shot.

Kerry Lane: This could easily give the match to Kassidy here tonight or cost him the match.

Kassidy than grabs the head of Hayez and repeatedly smashes his head against the ring steps busting him open even more causing him to bleed more profusely. Kassidy than rolls the body of Hayez into the ring and crawls him behind him. Kassidy crawls over to Hayez and makes the cover. The ref gets down to make the count, but Hayez is able to kick out right after two and three quarters. Kassidy punches the mat furious that he wasn’t able to put Hayez down for the three count. Kassidy than makes it back to his feet and guides Hayez back to his. Kassidy than sets Hayez up for the Nightwalker’s Sunset, but before Kassidy can hit the GTS, Hayez drops to the mat and than drives his forearm into the groin of Kassidy once again and quickly plants Kassidy on the mat with the Angel’s Arrow. Hayez than climbs to the top of the nearest rope and leaps from the turnbuckle and connects with the Falling Feather. Hayez makes the cover and the ref counts the three.
Winner: Shawn Alexander Hayez

Jessica Lock: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Hayez!

Josh Hart: Kassidy looked to have this match in the bag, but Hayez was able to stop the Nightwalker’s Sunset and pick up the win after the Angel’s Arrow and Falling Feather.

Kerry Lane: Not without that groin shot, but now Hayez is now able to choose the first match for the Three Stages of Hell Match at Final Impact.

Post Match: The ref quickly storm the ring and check on the status of Hayez. Hayez pushes the men off of him and grabs the microphone out of the hands of Jessica Lock.

Shawn Alexander Hayez: So Kassidy as you know just by beating you again here tonight I get to pick the first match for our Three Stages of Hell Match. Since you like to continually bust my open during our matches and I’m also a fan of seeing blood.

The look of Hayez quickly turns to anger and frustration.

Shawn Alexander Hayez: OUR FIRST MATCH AT FINAL IMPACT WILL BE A FIRST BLOOD MATCH!!!!

Hayez than drops the mic in the middle of the ring and pushes the refs away as he rolls out of the ring and makes his way back up the ramp.

Josh Hart: Folks you just heard it right out of the mouth of Hayez.

Kerry Lane: The first match in the Three Stages of Hell Match will be a First Blood Match.


***COMMERCIAL***


I Walk Alone" by Saliva plays to the PA system. A wall of smoke covers the entire stage, and as it fades away, CMS comes out from the stage floor standing and looking to the ground, he then in a sudden move points to the sky and then to himself, making a huge flag of Costa Rica to come from the ceiling , he then walks all the way to the ring bragging and insulting the crowd. He enters the ring and does a four corner pose pointing himself.

Jessica Lock: Coming to the ring, standing in at 6 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 265 pounds . . Now residing in New York . . Carlos Mario Sequeira . . CMS!!

CMS enters the ring, in a fancy Armani chocolate colored suit, with matching dark glasses and with the Intercontinental Title around his waist. He asks for a microphone.


CMS: Ok settle down, settle down. First of all, I would want to address certain situation, in which I take full and complete responsibility of, and that is, well, that is Maggot retiring from wrestling.

Crowd boos.

CMS: You know why I am responsible, I am responsible because well, I should have known better, Maggot wasn’t ready to enter the ring with someone as good as me, and because of that, I applaud you Maggot, because you knew when to quit, you knew when to pass the torch to the new kid of the block, and you did on the right time.

Crowd boos.

CMS: But now, see, I am here as advertised for tonight is my face off with my number one contender for Final Impact, Rick O’shea. So Rick, I know you are hearing on the back, please come out and let’s not waste any more time of this people, and specially not mine.


I’m Comin’ by Silkk The Shocker hits the arena as Rick O’Shea steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.

Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet one inch weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Rick O’Shea!


O’shea enters the ring and gets on front of CMS.

CMS: So here you are, the person everybody is talking about, the so called Monster Slayer, the hot thing around in IWF, my number one contender, Rick O’shea!

Crowd pops.

CMS: Here is the scoop Rick, and I am sorry to break it down like this so suddenly, but at Final Impact, you are not going to face Johnny Demon, you are not going to face Safaja, hell, you are not going to be facing Colin White, you will be going one on one, with the Intercontinental Title on the line, with the Bigger than Life superstar, CMS! And…

O’shea: Seriously, stop, just stop talking, I am sure I am speaking for the whole arena here when I tell you, shut the hell up!

Crowd pops.

O’shea: When I was told I was coming out here for a face off with CMS, I didn’t know what to expect, but if this is what this is all about, you talking a big game that you have proved you cannot back up, then I will leave now.

Crowd pops.

CMS: Wait just a second. See, there is also another thing I wanted to discuss now that I have the chance to get face to face with you. See, last week, when I was coming down to be the commentator for the Number One Contender’s Match, I was attacked by one man in a hood. And as I see it, there is only three suspects, HavoK, Aussie Battler, or, or well, you Rick O’shea.

O’shea: Do you think I attacked you backstage? Oh no, that is not how I manage business. How I manage business is…

Rick gets right on the face of CMS.

O’shea: Straight talking, hard action, in your face style. I don’t need no advantage over you. I don’t need no hype for our match, you on the other hand, are known for bailing on partners, betraying friends and taking every advantage possible.

CMS: Oh what? Now you will bring me up the Maggot stuff?

O’shea: You know what, no, this is not about Maggot, in fact, you said it yourself, this is about you and me, and the Intercontinental Title at Final Impact.

CMS: You know what, you are right. I promise you Rick, that at Final Impact, with the lights so bright, and the roar of the fans, we will steal the damn show. And also, you have my word that there will not be any backstabbing, betraying from my part from now to Final Impact.

CMS extends his hand to Rick O’shea. Rick O’shea stares at it, then just turns around and leaves the ring, leaving CMS behind without shaking his hand.


Hart: How disrespectful of Rick O’shea! Doesn’t he know CMS is the champion?

Lane: I wouldn’t trust CMS. He says no backstabbing from his part, we’ll see, but at least, there wasn’t any actions either man would have to regret on the future tonight


We go backstage and the camera shows a sadden Kevin King, walking to the outside of the arena with a bagpack carrying his things. On the door, MNM is apparently waiting for him.

MNM: Wait a second, wait a second Kevin, I couldn't let you go before I teld you something.

King: Well, I am listening.

MNM: Look Kevin King, I know that you gave your best out there, and you were this close from winning, and hell, I was considering giving you a spot in the future to joing MNM Inc, you had a lot of future kid.

King: Well, thank you.

MNM: Until tonight. Tonight, you showed yourself as what you truly are, a pathetic loser!

Crowd boos on the back.

MNM: You might had future, but well, you are a nobody know, and you don't even deserve to be on my face. Now so long loser!

King gets upset and he gets right on the face of MNM, ready to hit him.

MNM: And you what's the best part, that I am the champion, and you, you are not even employed, and so, if you lay a single finger on me, I will sue your ass! Now get going, get out of my company!

King finally leaves as MNM laughs at him. Mike turns around only to come face to face with KnicKy.

KnicKy: I suggest you to waste anymore time picking on rookies, your match is next. And considering I am the referee, and let's start right now, you better get to listen me, or you will not stay alive!

MNM looks upset, but he just turns around leaving.


***COMMERCIAL***


We return to the back and Carl Long is standing side by side to a still agitated Hayes.

Long: Hayes, congr...

Hayes: Save it. I have no time to listen to all your crap. Look, I won the match and I decided the first stipulation to our match Kassidy, and supposely, next week, we have to fight once again for the third stipulation, but that's not happening!

Crowd boos.

Hayes: Look, I have nothing to show, nothing to prove to Kassidy, that is until our match at Final Impact. That is why Kassidy, I got myself a substitute. Next week, you will not be facing me, but instead, you will be going one on one with a man that is pretty upset to what happened to him tonight, Kassidy, you will be facing Safaja!

Crowd boos.

Hayes: If you win that match, you choose the second stipulation for the match, but if Safaja wins, I do.

Camera zooms on the grin of Hayes.


Headstrong by Trapt hits the speakers, as KnicKy makes his way out onto the stage. Looking focused, he stops at the top of the stage and loosens his wrists and neck, as fireworks shoot off behind him. KnicKy makes his way down the ramp way, and steps into the ring. He makes his way to the far turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air, yelling with intensity at the crowd, before hopping back into the centre of the ring.

Jessica: Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty-five pounds, standing in at five foot ten inches, hailing from Brisbane Australia, the special guest referee, KnicKy!


Encore by Jay-Z and LinkinPark hits the arena and MNM steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.

Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet even weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds from Newcastle, England, Mike Nigel Manase!


Trance by Amy Spooner hits the arena as Colin White steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.

Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet two inches weighing in at two hundred and forty-eight pounds from Red Deer, Alberta, Canada, Colin White!

Josh Hart: I still can't believe Colin White is right here, back to the IWF, and right back to the main event picture.

Lane: Right were he should be.

Special Referee KnicKy
IWF Undisputed Champion MNM vs Colin White​

MNM and Colin White stare at each other looking to go toward each other and ready to action. However, before they attack each other, MNM stops and directs his attention to the special referee, KnicKy. Mike Nigel Manase walks toward KnicKy and he gets right on the face of the special referee. Both men start badmouthing each other, trading insults back and forth. However, all of this distracts MNM from the actual match, and it all allows Colin White to surprise him, and White rolls him up. KnicKy immediately makes the count: 1…2…, MNM kicks out. MNM gets back to his feet and he gets right on the face of the as well gotten up Colin White. Both men start talking trash to each other, lightening the atmosphere for the match. Hell finally breaks lose between the competitors as MNM and Colin White enter in a huge slug fest, trading blows back and forth, straight right hand after straight right hand. MNM gets the upperhand as he locks in a side headlock, then he talks trash to KnicKy as he has the hold locked in. However, once again getting distracted with the special referee KnicKy, and his Number One Contender for Final Impact, costs MNM the advantage on the match as Colin White lifts him up in the air and plants him with a side suplex. Colin has now the advantage and he is not leaving it as easily. He dashes toward the ropes and comes down toward KnickY is, then plants him with a elbow drop right to the chest of his opponent. White gets back up and he repeats the maneuver, as he runs toward the set of ring ropes behind him, he bounces back, and then plants Mike Nugel Manase below with an elbow drop right to the chest of his opponent. MNM contorts in pain thanks to the attack. The Athlete makes the cover: 1…2…, MNM kicks out. White looks angry and he gets back to his feet, then gets right on the face of KnicKy, arguing with him about a slow count, however the Australian Hero remains strong on his decision of being only a two count.

White finally gives up and he turns around to continue the match. He finds behind of him MNM bended over on the canvas making his way back to his feet. White walks toward him and he grabs him by the hair, then pulls him back to a standing position, sets him up, and plants him with a Snap Suplex. Colin White feels the momentum going to his favor and he walks toward the corner, after a load of taunting of him toward the crowd. White climbs to the top rope, where he then waits for his opponent to get back to his feet. MNM slowly makes his way back to his feet, with his back still turned to the corner where Colin White is climbed on and waiting for him to get back to his feet. MNM finally turns around and immediately White leaps out of the top rope looking to connect him with a Crossbody Plancha, however MNM out of nowhere attacks first planting Colin White in mid-air with a picture perfect dropkick to the middle section of his opponent. MNM gets back to his feet and he taunts right on the face of KnicKY, getting a lot of boos from the crowd.

Hart: MNM should change his mentality, he is against Colin White, not KnicKy.

Lane: It is hard to concentrate when your opponent and title challenger is on the same ring with you, but as the authority figure.

MNM finally stops his taunt and he turns around, then dashes toward the ring ropes behind him and lands Colin White with a sliding kick across the ring and right to the side of the body of the Athlete. MNM makes the cover: 1…2…, Colin White is able to kick out. MNM gets back to his feet and with the tail of his eye he looks at KnicKy, quietly protesting about the slow count that just happened according to him. MNM guides Colin White back to his feet and he starts planting with series of knee shots right to the head, and Mike ends the flurry by driving both his knees simultaneously to the head, making White groggy. Manase grabs him by the arm and throws him toward the ring ropes. Colin White bounces back and MNM catches him with a Scoop Powerslam, that gets the awe from the crowd, MNM makes the cover, KnicKy the count: 1…2…, Colin White is able to kick out one more time, however this time, the IWF Undisputed Champion is able to use the kickout’s own momentum to grab the leg of Colin White, set him up, and lock him in the Manase Stretch.

MNM tries to get as much of profit as he can to the maneuver, however the Athlete Colin White is way to close to the ring ropes, so he quickly crawls toward them and forces MNM to break the lock as he grabs the bottom rope. However, MNM maintains Stretch locked in. KnicKy makes the count that would end in DQ: 1…2…3…4…, KnicKY realizes the champion is not planning in releasing the hold, and so he gets physical with MNM, grabbing him by the hair and lifting him up to his feet and out of the hold. MNM gets angry and he gets right on the face of KnicKy. KnicKy then points at the IWF logo on his referee shirt, meaning he’s the authority in this match. MNM grins arrogantly and he pushes KnicKY. KnicKy looks around the arena watching the crowd reacting to what the IWF Undisputed Champion just did, then he pushes MNM right back, and much to the dismay of the champion, Colin White is back to his feet and the push sends him directly to the grasp of White, that plants him with an Inverted Backbreaker. Colin White gets back to his feet and he announces the end. He guides MNM back to his feet and sets him for a Belly-to-Belly Piledriver, however, when he is going to connect it, Mike is able to counter turning over his head and the maneuver, ending right on his two feet, and having Colin White on the perfect position for a Dragon Sleeper, which he keeps locked in. But he then shows that it is only a prelude maneuver, as he then plants Colin White with an impressing Dragon Suplex. MNM takes his time posing to the fans in attendance, then goes and makes the cover: 1…2…, MNM puts his feet on the ropes. KnicKy sees this and he stops the count.

Hart: Why the hell did KnickY just stop the count?

Lane: MNM was blatantly cheating.

MNM gets angry and he goes to get right on the face of the special referee, however Colin White reveals he was just playing possum, as he snaps right back to his feet and spins his opponent around, going to plant his opponent with his Guillotine DDT, however when he goes for it, MNM counters with a toe kick to the gut, finally planting his opponent with his Manase DDT practically out of nowhere. MNM makes the cover, and this time KnicKy does makes the count: 1…2…3.

Winner: MNM

Jessica Lock: Your winner, MNM!

Hart: Despite all odds, MNM wins here tonight.


KnicKy advances toward MNM and he gets right on the face of MNM, entering in a huge, intense staredown. The crowd roars as champion and challenger are forehead laid to forehead staring at each other, apparently going to go at it at any point, however all what KnicKy does is grab the right arm of MNM and lift it up in the air, signifying him as the winner of the match. However, both men keep staring at each other.

Hart: And you have to hand it to KnicKy, he call it right down the middle.

Lane: I wasn’t expecting that from trash like him.


***COMMERCIAL***


Kerry Lane: We are back, and we are set to have Montana come here to explain his actions for last week.

Josh Hart: Last week we seen Montana pull out a switchblade and take it to James Kash’s back.

Kerry Lane: I curious what could be going through the mind of this lunatic. We better have the censors near by.

Josh Hart: No telling what could come out of his mouth. It’s a good thing James Kash isn’t in the building.

The Tony Montana Theme hits the arena as a rounding of boo’s swims goes over the crowd. Montana isn’t coming out, as his music hits again.

Kerry Lane: Oh geez. Maybe Montana doesn’t feel like explaining himself.

Josh Hart: I just hope he doesn’t pop up behind us again.

The Titantron turns into a flames as the fans are staring into the screen trying to figure out what’s going on. The camera zooms out as he shows Montana’s living room. A large fireplace with a bear skin rug besides the couch Montana is lounging on. Montana is all alone, dressed in a wife beater watching Mayhem on his flat screen. The area is very dark as Montana appears in a very calm state. His Mantle shows a replica of the IWF championship, and several photo’s in frame. Montana takes a drink of his cranberry and vodka and begins to laugh.

Montana: Ha Ha Ha, I fooled everyone once again. Jou see Kash. I’m two steps ahead of you at every turn. I sucked jou in good last week. Hell, even Colin White was clueless. Good wrestler, but you guys aren’t the sharpest knifes in the drawers huh? Ay Gino, Grab me another drink!
Gino the bartender from last week “last call†show is now serving in montana’s house.

Jou see, Gino knows a good business move when he see’s it. At first he didn’t want to put anything in Kash’s drink. But Gino knows what’s good for him.

James Kash. I don’t know why are jou trying to play chess with the master? This ain’t checkers. Why would I show up to impact? I have nothing left to prove or do. James Kash is down and out. I think he’s still in the hospital as we speak. Knowing Kash, he’s going to try and attack me next chance he gets. While Montana the great outsmarts him yet again. I could have killed jou Kash… but I spared your life. Just accept the fact jou will always be #2 and everything will work out fine.

Kerry Lane: Can you hear me Montana?

Montana: Jeah, what do jou want Kerry?

Kerry Lane: Well, Rumors are flying around you may be suspended indefinitely

Montana: Suspend me! I don’t care. I only had one piece of business left, and that was to take out James Kash. Mission accomplished. I wasn’t the one begging to come back, that was Edward Redding the third asking me to come back. He knew what he was getting into to. For all we know, maybe Edward Redding was in on the whole thing, this whole time? Ever think about that Kerry?

The sound of glass breaking in the background is heard and Montana yells out to Gino.

Montana: Gino! What the hell are jou doing? Jour here to make drinks not break my stuff what the hell is wrong with jou.

Gino: That wasn't me that came from the other room.

Montana: Well why don't jou go be a sport and see what the hell it was while I entertain these idiots.

Gino leaves from behind the bar and walks into the other room.

Montana: Jou see James Kash I carried jou from the get go. If it wasn't for me than after jour second match on Impact jou would have been a nobody. But no out of the kindness of my heart I brough jou back and I took jou under my wing. I made jou who jou are today. If it wasn't for me jou be a nobody. A nobody that had no life a nobody that didn't exist. I made jou James Kash and I'm the one that broke jou.

Kerry Lane: Montana doesn't have a heart and if he does it would just be black to the core.

Montana: Kerry Lane why don't jou just shut jour damn mouth this is my time to talk not jours. I wonder what the hell is taking Gino so damn long. Shit if jou want something done right than jou have to do it jourself.

Montana staggers to his feet and than stumbles down the hall with the camera following closely behind him. Montana makes it into the foyer of the mansion and stumbles across Gino knocked out cold and a vase broken across his head and another broken vase across the room.

Montana: Oh so jou have the sack to come to my house James Kash. Come on jou little fucker. Where are jou hiding jou little pussy why don't jou show jour face and come fight me like a man. Jou coward hiding in the shadows of my house like a little baby scared of the big bad boogie man. I'm the boogie man Kash come face jour nightmare.

James Kash than steps out from behind a door still wearing his gown from the hospital with the iv hanging from his arm only wearing his ring boots. James Kash steps closer holding something behind his back.

Montana: Hold it right there no need to come any closer im an unarmed man jou gunna attack me while im unarmed jou pussy.

James Kash just stands there laughing lightly to himself with his hair covering his face. Slowly breathing in and out and with each breath the hair across his nose lifts into the air and than gradually falling back into place.

James Kash: Here I am Montana. Right to your face and Im not going to come in for a hug and drive a knife into your back like you did me. No i'm going to have much more fun with you.

Montana: Be rational here Kash we just had a misunderstanding that's all.

Montana slowly backs up towards the wall as James Kash slowly advances towards Montana. Montana reaches the wall and starts grabbing for anything behind his back. Montana is able to grab a small vase and holds it firmly in his right hand.

Montana: Come on Kash lets let by gons be by gons and start fresh. I'm for real this time just jou and me taking over the IWF once again. We could even bring back Slash for ol' time shakes.

Kash advances quickly and than Montana pulls the small vase from behind his back and cracks Kash across the head as he stumbles down to the marble floor.

Montana: Jou pussy jour so damn gullible it hurts to laugh at you.

James Kash is sprawled out on the marble floor and Montana walks over and attempts to kick Kash in the midsection, but Kash grabs the foot of Montana and trips him up sending him down to the marble floor slamming him head against the marble. Kash stands back up to his feet laughing. He pulls his hair back and we see a trickle of blood start dripping down his face.

James Kash: You know Montana pay backs a bitch and I'm about to have a lot of fun.

Kash than starts stomping the hell out of Montana on the marble floot driving his boots deep into his chest and face. Kash than lifts Montana back to his feet holding him high into the air.

James Kash: This is going to hurt me more than its going to hurt you.

Kash than charges towards the staircase and slams Montana against the stairwell back first. Kash grabs the head of Montana and than leads him down the hall and stops at a picture of Montana and James Kash shaking hands in a picture together.

James Kash: I remember taking this picture it was the next night after Collison Course when we revealed to the world that we were working together. Well since were no longer friends I guess this picture is useless.

Kash than grabs the picture from the wall and lets Montana go. Montana stumbles there staying on his feet holding his arms up wanting Kash to strike him. Kash than takes the picture and smacks Montana across the head tearing a hole in the picture with the fram holding Montana's arms in place. Kash grabs Montana by the back of the head and leads him back into the living room and tosses him into the chair he was sitting earlier on. Kash than lifts his foot high into the air and than drives his boot into the face of Montana.

James Kash: Montana did you really think that I was going to get away with letting you just stab me in the back.

Kash goes behind the bar and pulls out a big bottle of whiskey and two drink glasses. Kash sits across Montana and pours two good size drinks of whiskey. Kash than lifts his glass into the air and toasts Montana to a new beginning. Kash than takes the drink back like a champ and slams the glass against the table. Kash than looks at Montana.

James Kash: What are you to damn good to take a drink with an old friend.

Kash than grabs the glass of Whisky and smashes it across the head of Montana. The glass shatters across the head of Montana tearing his skin as blood starts to trickle from his forehead. Kash than mounts the chair and starts driving his fist into the face of Montana further ripping his skin and causing his to bleed more profusely. Kash than grabs the full bottle of whiskey and smacks it across the head of Montana busting it open and pouring whiskey all over himself. Kash stairs into fire and than grabs all the liquor bottles on the bar and throws them into the fire and every now and than the fire jumps up with flames and becomes bigger.

James Kash: You stabbed me in the back Montana I'm going to get set your house on fire.

Kash than walks out of the room and the camera man follows as Kash opens the front door and grabs two gas cans and than makes his way back into the ring. Montana is slowly trying to get to his face and than Kash drops one of the gas cans and than smacks Montana in the back of the head with the other can. Montana than lifts Kash up and drives his boot into his face sending him back down to the floor. Kash than removes the vent from one of the gas cans and starts splashing the gas all over the room soaking all the furniture and the bar. Once the gas can is empty Kash throws the empty gas can into the fire and the flames start to shoot out from the fireplace.

James Kash: Motana if you make it out of this than I will come back and finish the job.

Kash than walks over and grabs a big marble slab. Kash than lifts it high into the air and over his head. Kash makes his way back over to Montana and stands there with the marble slab in his hands. Montana feels the heat from the fire and than reaches out and tries to grab the foot of Kash, but all he gets is a marble slab crashing down on his forearm. Montana screams out in pain as Kash than grabs the gas can and finishes soaking the rest of the room is gas.

James Kash: Montana I'm going to leave an open path to the outside and with one broken arm you should still be able to crawl your way to safety.

Kash than tosses the empty can into the fireplace and when the flames shoot out this time the rest of the room catches on fire and the sceen engulfs in flames. The scene fades away as Kash walks away from the camera and Montana is seen in the middle of the room surrounded by flames and an open path to safetly.


END OF THE SHOW