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Hart: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to the most electrifying show in wrestling today, this is Monday Mayhem.
Lane: And I tell you Josh, week after week this gets more interesting.
Hart: You are right, especially with Final Impact coming closer and closer. I can't wait much longer for that night.
Lane: Well then, let's get this going.
Break the walls down hits the arena as a Countdown starts at 5 making its way to 0. pyro goes off and Freeman poses at the top of the ramp for a moment. Freeman walks down the ramp at a regular speed and walk up the steps and taunt on the ropes before Freeman enters the ring and raises his arms.
Jessica Lock: In the ring, from Barnsley England, Weighing in at 225 pounds... Adam Freeman.
Josh Hart: This young man has had a huge winning streak as of late.
Kerry Lane: And it all started when He paired with MnM.
Dance Fever hits the arena as Kriss Kross and Jenny make their way out and dance as if on a disco floor. They then make their way down to the ring taunting the crowd.
Jessica Lock: Making his way to the ring. Being accompanied by Jenny. From The Dance Floor, Weighing in at 237 pounds, Kriss Kross.
Josh Hart: A Superstar making his debut tonight
Kerry Lane: I think he might be stuck in the seventies(chuckles).
MITB Qualifying Match
Adam Freeman
vs
Kriss Kross
Adam Freeman
vs
Kriss Kross
Bell Rings: Kross and Freeman both start walking around the ring yelling at each other. They both stop and both start to smile. Adam Freeman then raises both of His arms cockily while looking at Kross. Kross then starts a little jig but then Freeman starts running at Kross and takes him over with a straight forearm to the Jaw. Kross quickly returns to his feet and Freeman runs at him again but this time Kross is ready and takes down Freeman with a european uppercut before making a quick pin and Freeman kicks out before the count of one. Both quickly get back to their feet and this time they start to circle the ring again and this time lock up in the center with a collar and elbow tie up. Freeman quickly maneuvers around and grabs a full nelson on Kross before sweeping out his legs and driving him face first into the mat. Freeman then rolls Kross over and goes for another early pin but a quick kick out by Kross. Freeman gets back to his feet and beat Kross to his feet. Freeman then grabs the hair of Kross and then throws him into the cornwer. Freeman then starts hammering away with punches to the head of Kross. Kross then battles back with a kick to the midsection before turning it around and throwing Freeman into the corner and throwing punches into the midsection of Freeman. Kross then grabs the wrist of Freeman and throws him towards the opposite turnbuckle.
Josh Hart: Neither Man is really getting an upper hand their.
Kerry Lane: I have to agree with you on that Josh.
Kross then runs in going for a running shgoulder thrust but Freeman bends down and lifts Kross over the top rope and Kross is able to land on the apron. Freeman stumbles out of the corner as Kross grips the top rope. Freeman then turns around and see's Kross the on the apron. Before Kross can do anything Freeman comes running and hits the codebreaker on Kross sending him to the outside of the ring. Freeman lands awkwardly on his back though and wrives around on the canvas in pain. Freeman slowly starts to get back to his feet as Kross lays almost motionless on the outside of the ring. Freeman then returns to feet before seeing Kross laying with his chest facing towards the ceiling. Freeman then climbs out onto the apron. Freeman then jumps up onto then second rope and springboard back and lands the Lionsault on Nothing. Kross Moved out of the way
Josh Hart: That Lionsault could of finished the match right there.
Kerry Lane: I... I can't believe Freeman just did that
Kross now slowly starts to get back to his feet and Freeman lays motionless on the ringside mats the as the referee start the count. 1...2...3...4...5 Kross now rolls into the ring slowly before rolling back out. Kross grabs Freeman by his hair and pulls him up to his feet. Kross then slams Freeman's head into the ring apron before rolling him back into the ring. Kross also rolls into the ring but climbs up onto the top turnbuckle. Kross then leaps off and hits an elbow drop from the top rope and onto Freeman's chest. Freeman rolls around before Kross pulls him back and makes the pin 1...2... kickout by Freeman. Kross then returns to his feet before getting down and loicking in the Kriss Kross face on Freeman and Freeman struggles holding his free hand back as Kross pulls back until finally Freeman taps
Winner: Kriss Kross
Jessica Lock: Here is your winner and qualifying for the Money in the Bank Ladder match... Kriss Kross.
Hart: Can you say shocking?
Lane: Kriss Kross makes his debut and becomes right off the bat the seventh competitor in the Money in the Bank match. And you have to think Freeman is not amused.
Hart: We go to our first break now, but when we return, we will have a battle of the monsters. Dont go anywhere.
***COMMERCIAL***
Hart: We are back and as we said, we have the confrontation of the monsters.
Lane: Russ Macca vs Darren Anselmo, this damn sure will be smash mouth.
I Am hits the arena as Russ Macca steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet six inches weighing in at three hundred and fifty pounds from Trenton, New Jersey, Russ Macca!
Josh Hart: Russ Macca making his return to the ring this week against the unlikely opponent of Darren Anselmo.
Kerry Lane: This is going to be an interesting matchup, but you do have to remember that Darren Anselmo is not one to take likely.
Famous by Puddle of Mud hits the arena as Darren Anselmo steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet seven inches weighing in at two hundred and ninety-two pounds from Manila, Philippines, Darren Anselmo!
Josh Hart: Darren Anselmo proved that he could hang with Adam Freeman last week lets see if he can do the same with Russ Macca.
Kerry Lane: This match is going to be a blockbuster I hope the ring can hold these guys.
Single’s Match
Russ Macca
Vs.
Darren Anselmo
Russ Macca
Vs.
Darren Anselmo
Bell Rings: Russ Macca and Darren Anselmo circle around the ring slapping at each others hands before locking up in the middle. Macca and Anselmo are nose to nose and than Macca grabs the head of Anselmo and locks on a headlock. Macca applies the pressure and the head of Anselmo is literally being crushed in between the biceps of Macca. Anselmo tries with everything he has to get out of the hold, but Macca just applies more pressure and than takes Anselmo down to the mat with a headlock takedown. Macca releases the hold and than hooks the legs of Anselmo and makes the cover. The ref gets down to make the count, but Anselmo just manages to kick out right after the two. Macca makes it back to his feet and grabs the head of Anselmo and pulls him back up to his feet.
Josh Hart: Russ Macca is man handling Darren Anselmo here in the begging of this matchup.
Kerry Lane: Darren Anselmo have better get his head on straight because Russ Macca will take it right off if he doesn’t start fighting back.
Anselmo starts kicking his feet widely and knocks the ref into the ropes. Anselmo than quickly jams his finers into the eyes of Macca and when Macca drosp Anselmo down on the mat he drops to a knee and catches Macca with a low blow sending him back down to the mat. Anselmo makes his way over the ref and helps him back to his feet. Anselmo than charges towards the ropes and than bounces back and connects with a leg drop across the sternum of Macca. Anselmo makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Macca pushes Anselmo off of him by two. Anselmo makes it back to his feet and starts stomping away at Macca attempting to keeping him grounded on the mat. Macca just shakes off the attack and than catches the foot of Anselmo and shoves him down to the mat.
Josh Hart: Darren Anselmo had quite a run right there, but you have to wonder if Macca will have time to make it back to his feet and gain control of this matchup.
Kerry Lane: Darren Anselmo needs to make it back to his feet and keep the control of this match in his favor.
Macca sits up and makes it to one knee as Anselmo makes it back to his feet and than bounces off the ropes and connects with a big boot to the face of Macca sending him back down to the mat. Anselmo makes the immediate cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Macca is able to kick out at two. Anselmo makes it back to his feet and waits for Macca to make it back to his. Macca staggers back to his feet after that big boot to the face and than Anselmo charges towards Macca and attempts a hurricanranna, but Macca catches Anselmo in mid-air and than drives him down to the mat with a powerbomb. Macca makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count. Anselmo kicks out right at two and three-quarters and Macca can’t believe it. Macca makes it back to his feet and than guides Anselmo back to his feet and sends him to the corner with an irish whip. Anselmo hits the corner hard and than Macca comes charging towards him and at the last second Anselmo moves out of the way and drops to the mat and catches Macca in a drop toe hold sending him down to the corner face first.
Josh Hart: Darren Anselmo just took the big man Russ Macca head first into the bottom turnbuckle.
Kerry Lane: Darren Anselmo has the chance to end this match if he can stay on top of the attack.
Macca hits his head against the bottom turnbuckle and than Anselmo starts ramming his knee’s into the ribs of Macca. Anselmo than guides Macca back to his feet and locks on an abdominal stretch on Macca and applies the pressure. Macca tries to power out of it, but with his free hand Anselmo drives his fist into the exposed ribs of Macca. Anselmo than grabs the ropes for more leverage and the ref starts the count. By the count of four Anselmo lets go of the ropes and than drives his fist into the exposed ribs of Macca once more and than takes him down to the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep. Anselmo makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Macca is able to kick out right after two and a half.
Josh Hart: That sound have been the end of the match right there, but the big man was able to kick out right after the two.
Kerry Lane: The ending of this match is drawing very near.
Anselmo than guides Macca back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip and when Macca bounces back Anselmo charges forward and connects with the Greeting from Manila. Anselmo taunts to the crowd and than guides Macca back to his feet and connects with the Manila IceBomb in the middle of the ring. Anselmo makes the cover and the ref counts the three.
Winner: Darren Anselmo
Jessica Lock: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Darren Anselmo!
Josh Hart: Darren Anselmo just proved that he belongs here in the IWF with that impressive victory over Russ Macca.
Kerry Lane: With that bit of confidence Darren Anselmo can go along way here in the IWF.
KnicKy is seen backstage, doing push ups rather agressively in the locker room area, as the camera approaches him. From behind the camera appears Carl Long, with a microphone in hand. He grabs the attention of KnicKy with a quiet cough, as KnicKy hops to his feet, looking at Carl, sweating a fair bit.
Carl: KnicKy, I wanted to get your thoughts on your main event match tonight, against Shawn Hayes.
KnicKy: Well, I think you need to add some more to the question there, Carl...
Carl: You're right. What do you think of MNM being the special referee to this match?
KnicKy: That's better. Tonight, I'm getting the same taste of caution and competition that MNM received last week. However, I was a man of my word back then, as to how I called his match. I called it right down the middle, and he picked up the pinfall, fair and square!
Carl: Is that what you-
KnicKy: I'm not expecting anything like that, from that pathetic individual this week. He cheap shotted me a few weeks ago, and I know for a fact he'll be trying for it this week as well! I just have to keep myself on edge, keep my eyes in every corner of that ring, watch his every. move.
Carl: Is that going to deter you from your game plan at all tonight, against Hayes?
KnicKy: Let me tell you something Carl. I am no ordinary man, in that ring. I'm sure I've said this many times before, but let this get through to you, to Shawn Hayes and to MNM - I am one of a kind in that damn ring! I will go into that ring tonight, my eyes set of victory! If that means keeping one eye on MNM at all times, and the other on Hayes, then so be it!
KnicKy again gets a little more agressive in his dialogue, as it shows in his voice and his body language.
KnicKy: I only want to show that 'champion' what he's going to get in a few weeks time, when it's just himself and me in that squared circle! I'm going to use Shawn Alexander Hayes as my punching bag, to show MNM what I can really do in that ring, now that I'm in the prime of my life! But, I can only hope that MNM learns from this, because when I have both my eyes set of him at Final Impact, I won't be so caring! I will make him bleed, with my own bare hands! MNM and Shawn Hayes, I can only hope you both prepare yourself, because this Australian Hero will be raising his hand tonight, regardless as to whether or not either of you can!
KnicKy storms off past Carl and from the sight of the camera, as Carl stands mid-screen.
We see Phantom Jaguar walking backstage going toward the ring area.
***COMMERCIAL***
Roar of a Jaguar hits as phantom Jaguar appears at the top of the entrance ramp to a small pop from the crowd and he starts making his way towards the ring. He is wearing jeans and a black, long sleeved shirt.
Hart: We have not seen this man on a month, and he looks in great shape.
Lane: And one has to wonder what is on his mind.
Jaguar: Let me star by saying, it feels good to be back baby!
Crowd pops.
Jaguar: And for all of you that don’t remember me, I am Singapore’s own, jaguar masked, and the one I preferred, the man who totally kicked Safaja’s ass and pinned him one, two, three in the middle of this ring.
Crowd roars reacting to Jaguar.
Jaguar: Exactly a month ago, I lost in this ring my Final Impact spot, my chance to be in the Money in the Bank match, never to be seen again. I went home, shared with my family, got things sort out, but now, I am officially back!
Jaguar grins taking a break.
Jaguar: I am back, better than ever. You will see a man like you have never seen before, inspired, pumped, and I will be that man, I will change the landscape of the IWF, I…
Raining Blood by Slayer hits the arena as Vlad Valo steps out onto the stage. He looks angry and stares at Jaguar.
Valo: So Jaguar, I see you are back, and are already making promises, and…
Crowd interrupts with a “You suck†chant.
Valo: Thing is, you did nothing before, and you will do nothing now. However, you did make something on your first run, and apparently, you still take pride off, you defeated Safaja.
Crowd pops as Jaguar grins.
Valo: Newsflash kid, Safaja is not the dominant IWF monster anymore. I am. And I am not Safaja, not even on your best day, you would be able to hang on the same ring with me.But when the time is right, we will meet in that ring, and when that happens, well, let’s just say you will be more time away from this ring.
Jaguar: And how about tough guy, you come into this ring and back your big mouth!
Crowd cheers as Phantom Jaguar invites Valo to enter the ring.
Valo: Like I said, when the time is right.
Vlad Valo grins and then walks away, leaving Phantom Jaguar ready to go in the ring
***COMMERCIAL***
HavoK is on his locker room getting ready, when out of a sudden someone knocks on his door.
HavoK: Come on in.
The door opens and it is Darren Anselmo entering the locker room. HavoK gets up and he gets on the face of Anselmo.
HavoK: And what do you want? No, wait a minute, who are you on the first place?
Anselmo: Who am I? Who am I? I am the man that just completely destroyed Russ Macca, I am the most dominating man the IWF has ever seen, I am Manila’s Beast.
HavoK: Now you say you are the most dominant man in IWF, kid, I think you are confusing yourself with me. You, you are nothing, damn rookies this days.
Anselmo: Rookie? Nothing? And who do you think you are. You are nothing but Charlie Titan’s ass kisser, a poser, a shadow of a man, so far away from what I am, what I represent. I heard last week the announcers billing you as dominant, and I couldn’t help but to feel sick.
HavoK looks angrier and angrier as time passes by.
Anselmo: But sooner than later, I will show who the real dominant man in IWF is.
Anselmo turns around and goes to leave the locker room, however he turns around once again.
Anselmo: Oh, and good luck in that Blindfold match, after all, that might be the only way you could beat an opponent.
Darren Anselmo finally leaves the locker room leaving behind and infuriated locker room.
Hart: A heated exchange between two behemoths no doubt about it.
Lane: But well, it is time for a tag team match with partnership and Final Impact implications.
How Do You Like Me Now hits the arena as United Envies steps out onto the stage and makes their way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Weighing in at a combined weight of nine hundred and sixty-five pounds from Across the Sea, United Envies!
Hart: Wait a minute, they are coming out together?
Lane: These men are gentleman and are here for some competition. D-Block busy with Montana tonight, they get the night to battle each other.
Lane: I don't understand british people.
Winners face D-Block at Final Impact for the IWF Tag Team Titles
William Matthews and Finlay Joneas
vs
Rory Taylor and Lance Evams
William Matthews and Finlay Joneas
vs
Rory Taylor and Lance Evams
Bell sounds, as Evans and Matthews start off the match. Both men clap hands and begin to slug it out, showing their fighting backgrounds as both men club and beat and pound eachother, not showing any signs of slowing down or giving in. The referee attempts to get between the men however he is unable to do so, as both men slug it out around the ring. Finally, Taylor and Jones climb into the ring to pull them apart, however they too get into a brawl with eachother. All four men go at in, centre of the ring as the crowd roars to the excitement. Finally, Taylor and Evans get the upperhand and knocks both Matthew and Jones from the ring, kicking them under the bottom ropes to the outside. All ofur smile at each other, as Taylor returns to his corner, as does Jones. Matthews slides into the ring and he and Evans come face to face once more.
Kerry: Despite being a team, these guys are really going at it here tonight! That was an intense brawl-
Josh: Yeh, Evans is busted wide open above his right eye, and is bleeding down his chest as Jones spat out a tooth from his blood filled mouth before. This is going to be a slugfest!
Matthews and Evans lock up centre of the ring, as they quickly begin to exchange holds; side headlock, headlock, hammer lock, wrist lock and sleeper hold. Evans locks in his sleeperhold tight, as Matthews throws some wild right elbows into the stomach of his challenger. Evans holds on though, as Matthews aims his elbows a little lower, striking closer to his belt, as the referee checks each one. Matthews finally escapes the hold from Evans and rushes into the ropes, boucing off hitting a hard impact clothesline. Matthews pounces on him and covers him for one. As both men climb to their feet, a little battered, Evans throws a right boot at Matthews, whom ducks and hits a neckbreaker, centre of the ring. Matthews covers and only gets two. Matthews climbs to his feet and tags him Jones, who is pumped and ready, as Evans gets to one knee. Jones rushes Evans and takes him to the mat with a running knee to the face. He follows this up quickly with a leg drop across the throat, covering him for two. Jones pulls Evans to his feet and hits a gutwrench suplex, centre of the ring. Evans rolls over too close to Matthews, and as he climbs to one knee, gets a stiff punch and kick to the face and stomach respectively. Evans stumbles backwards into Jones, whom hits a short arm clothesline, taking him down. He pulls him right back to his feet and hits another clothesline, taking him to the mat once more. Jones tags in Matthews as he climbs to the second turnbuckle and hits a diving elbow drop, across the mouth. Matthews hoists Evans to his feet and whips him into the ropes, jumping into the air for a dropkick; but Evans grabs the ropes and sides steps over to his partner, Rory Taylor. As Evans climbs to his feet, he is met with a ready to go Rory Taylor, who hits a running diving shoulder block. Both men go down, and both men get up as Taylor continues his offence, hitting clubbing closed fists and forearms, to even unprotected part of Matthew's body. Eventually, Matthew's loses his footing and falls backwards into the turnbuckle, as Taylor rushes him, driving his boot into the face of his challenger. His boot doesn't give any, as it busts open Matthews, as blood trickles from his mouth, nose and above his eyes. Matthews stumbles out from the turnbuckles along the ropes towards Jones. both men want the tag, but Taylor prevents it, grabbing him and leading him to the centre of the ring. Taylor hits the dazed and confused Matthews with a inverted atomic drop, following that quickly with a back suplex. On the mat, Matthew's mouth is met by Taylor fist, as he drops it firmly across his mouth. Matthews rolls over and tries to get to his partner, as Taylor stalks him, a competitive smile across his face. He grabs him, and lifts him to his feet, as he hits a jawbreaker, in the ring. Matthew's head snaps back at impact, as he falls to the mat motionless. He rolls over onto his stomach, and throws his hand out to Jones, making the tag. Taylor, a little angered by this, meets Jones in the ring and both men exchange blows, right hand after right hand. Niether man can get the upperhand, until finally Jones shoves Taylor into the ropes. Taylor is blind tagged in by Evans, as he bounces off the ropes into Jones. Jones flattens Taylor with a clothesline.
Kerry: Despite being a team, these guys are really going at it here tonight! That was an intense brawl-
Josh: Yeh, Evans is busted wide open above his right eye, and is bleeding down his chest as Jones spat out a tooth from his blood filled mouth before. This is going to be a slugfest!
Matthews and Evans lock up centre of the ring, as they quickly begin to exchange holds; side headlock, headlock, hammer lock, wrist lock and sleeper hold. Evans locks in his sleeperhold tight, as Matthews throws some wild right elbows into the stomach of his challenger. Evans holds on though, as Matthews aims his elbows a little lower, striking closer to his belt, as the referee checks each one. Matthews finally escapes the hold from Evans and rushes into the ropes, boucing off hitting a hard impact clothesline. Matthews pounces on him and covers him for one. As both men climb to their feet, a little battered, Evans throws a right boot at Matthews, whom ducks and hits a neckbreaker, centre of the ring. Matthews covers and only gets two. Matthews climbs to his feet and tags him Jones, who is pumped and ready, as Evans gets to one knee. Jones rushes Evans and takes him to the mat with a running knee to the face. He follows this up quickly with a leg drop across the throat, covering him for two. Jones pulls Evans to his feet and hits a gutwrench suplex, centre of the ring. Evans rolls over too close to Matthews, and as he climbs to one knee, gets a stiff punch and kick to the face and stomach respectively. Evans stumbles backwards into Jones, whom hits a short arm clothesline, taking him down. He pulls him right back to his feet and hits another clothesline, taking him to the mat once more. Jones tags in Matthews as he climbs to the second turnbuckle and hits a diving elbow drop, across the mouth. Matthews hoists Evans to his feet and whips him into the ropes, jumping into the air for a dropkick; but Evans grabs the ropes and sides steps over to his partner, Rory Taylor. As Evans climbs to his feet, he is met with a ready to go Rory Taylor, who hits a running diving shoulder block. Both men go down, and both men get up as Taylor continues his offence, hitting clubbing closed fists and forearms, to even unprotected part of Matthew's body. Eventually, Matthew's loses his footing and falls backwards into the turnbuckle, as Taylor rushes him, driving his boot into the face of his challenger. His boot doesn't give any, as it busts open Matthews, as blood trickles from his mouth, nose and above his eyes. Matthews stumbles out from the turnbuckles along the ropes towards Jones. both men want the tag, but Taylor prevents it, grabbing him and leading him to the centre of the ring. Taylor hits the dazed and confused Matthews with a inverted atomic drop, following that quickly with a back suplex. On the mat, Matthew's mouth is met by Taylor fist, as he drops it firmly across his mouth. Matthews rolls over and tries to get to his partner, as Taylor stalks him, a competitive smile across his face. He grabs him, and lifts him to his feet, as he hits a jawbreaker, in the ring. Matthew's head snaps back at impact, as he falls to the mat motionless. He rolls over onto his stomach, and throws his hand out to Jones, making the tag. Taylor, a little angered by this, meets Jones in the ring and both men exchange blows, right hand after right hand. Niether man can get the upperhand, until finally Jones shoves Taylor into the ropes. Taylor is blind tagged in by Evans, as he bounces off the ropes into Jones. Jones flattens Taylor with a clothesline.
Evan rushes at Jones, however he is caught offguard when Matthews tackles him, from the side. Evans goes down awkwardly, as Matthew rushes over to Taylor, and kicks him from the ring, rolling out after him. Jones looks at Evans, whom is trying desperately to get to his feet, and drags him to the centre of the ring. He looks at the crowd for a moment and hits his Celtic Cross, covering him after for the three count.
Lock: Your winners, Finlay Jones and William Matthews.
Lane: These man let it all out and gave us a hell of a contest.
Hart: At least they know two of them will be fighting on the spotlight of Final Impact.
We see CMS and Rick O'shea side by side making their way from the back.
***COMMERCIAL***
We are back and we see already inside the ring Rick O'shea and CMS. The referee is setting the blinfold on O'shea, as CMS stares at him inside the ring.
Ace Of SPades by Motorhead hits, and Havok makes his way towards the ring, determination showing in his body language. He looks down at the ring and his two team mates, as he slides into the ring, and gets in the face of both of them, as if to reassure them the importance of the match; without words.
Jessica: And weighing in tonight at 295 pounds, at a height of 6 foot, from Queens, New York: Havok!
O'shea is Blindfolded. Will be guided by IC Champion CMS
HavoK vs Rick O'shea
HavoK vs Rick O'shea
Bell rings: O’shea starts jogging and jumping on the same place, getting ready for the match. HavoK remains on his corner, with a huge grin on his face about having to face the blindfolded Rick O’shea. Rick yells at him inviting him to bring it, moving his head and body everywhere, trying to get a clue of where his opponent is. He seems to get an indication, as he walks right toward HavoK, per indication of CMS. However, when HavoK considers he is too close for his likeness, he explodes and he nails Rick with a big clothesline. HavoK know goes to work and he picks O’shea back to a standing position, and leaves him standing, enjoying and laughing at Rick’s disorientation. HavoK then runs toward the set of ring ropes backstage, bounces back and nails Rick O’shea with a big boot right to the head. O’shea makes the cover, and CMS cheers for his Final Impact opponent, trying to encourage him to kick out: 1…2…, Rick O’shea gets back to his feet. Rick tries to grab his rival’s leg to get a clue of where he is or going, however HavoK quickly attacks then and just brutally stomps him right on the chest. HavoK taunts to the crowd lifting both his arms up in the air. He then dashes to the set of ropes behind of him and bounces back looking to connect a leg drop, however, CMS screams at Rick O’shea when HavoK is on the air about to land on him and Rick O’shea manages to roll out of the way making his opponent fail. CMS yells “to your right†at O’shea, after Rick got back to his feet. He then goes toward his right and feels the leg of HavoK, and so taking advantage of it he grapevines on the leg of his opponent in a submission maneuver.
Lane: Could it possible be that Rick will pick this one?
However, HavoK shows his brute strength and he overpowers his opponent, as he quickly drags toward the ropes and he grabs the bottom rope, forcing Rick to break the lock. O’shea gets back to his feet, and CMS continues guiding him. O’shea gets HavoK back to his feet to continue the attack, however HavoK has the advantage for obvious reasons and he quickly counters with forearms right to the head of his opponent. He then grabs him and gets him over his shoulders. He goes for a Fall Away Powerslam, however when he goes for it, somehow Rick O’shea counters and he slides down of the hold and ends on his feet behind HavoK. He measures where his opponent is and nails him then with the Olympic Slam. He makes the cover: 1…2…, CMS grabs the boot of HavoK and puts it on the rope, breaking the pinfall.
Hart: And the match continues!
Lane: Now why the hell did CMS do that?
O’shea doesn’t know what happen. He gets back to his feet and goes to grab HavoK back to his feet, but when he is setting him, HavoK counters and plants his opponent with a standing spinebuster. HavoK taunts to the crowd once again, he then dashes to the ropes, however when he goes to bounce back, CMS grabs the boot of his opponent, stopping and distracting HavoK. HavoK turns around and he yells at the IC Champion, however, before he turns out, Rick O’shea crawls toward him and after guessing where his opponent is, he grabs him and then rolls HavoK up: 1…2…3.
Result: O’shea wins.
Jessica Lock: Your winner via pinfall, Rick O’shea.
Hart: I am confused.
Lane: CMS first betrayed Rick O’shea, and then he, he helps him win.
CMS enters the ring and he lifts the hand of Rick O’shea, that is without the blindfold now and is looking at him shocked.
(Final Impact hype: MITB match)
Hart: The MITB match, one of the most dangerous in this industry.
Lane: We saw Kross qualifying to the match, but now we will see two competitors already in the match going at it in some sort of a preview.
Dare You by Shinedown hits the arena as William Rose steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet six inches weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds from Leeds, England, William Rose!
Josh Hart: William Rose has down very well since his debut here in the IWF, but he has his work cut out for him tonight against Charlie Titan.
Kerry Lane: This is going to be a damn good match and I can’t wait for it to get started.
Higher Ground by Red Hot Chili Peppers hits the arena as Charlie Titan steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet three inches weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds from Hollis, Queens, New York!
Josh Hart: Charlie Titan has been through hell in back in the recent weeks and now is in a warm up match against one of his Money In The Bank opponents at Final Impact.
Kerry Lane: This is going to be a very good match as both men have been on a steady roll as of late.
Lane: Could it possible be that Rick will pick this one?
However, HavoK shows his brute strength and he overpowers his opponent, as he quickly drags toward the ropes and he grabs the bottom rope, forcing Rick to break the lock. O’shea gets back to his feet, and CMS continues guiding him. O’shea gets HavoK back to his feet to continue the attack, however HavoK has the advantage for obvious reasons and he quickly counters with forearms right to the head of his opponent. He then grabs him and gets him over his shoulders. He goes for a Fall Away Powerslam, however when he goes for it, somehow Rick O’shea counters and he slides down of the hold and ends on his feet behind HavoK. He measures where his opponent is and nails him then with the Olympic Slam. He makes the cover: 1…2…, CMS grabs the boot of HavoK and puts it on the rope, breaking the pinfall.
Hart: And the match continues!
Lane: Now why the hell did CMS do that?
O’shea doesn’t know what happen. He gets back to his feet and goes to grab HavoK back to his feet, but when he is setting him, HavoK counters and plants his opponent with a standing spinebuster. HavoK taunts to the crowd once again, he then dashes to the ropes, however when he goes to bounce back, CMS grabs the boot of his opponent, stopping and distracting HavoK. HavoK turns around and he yells at the IC Champion, however, before he turns out, Rick O’shea crawls toward him and after guessing where his opponent is, he grabs him and then rolls HavoK up: 1…2…3.
Result: O’shea wins.
Jessica Lock: Your winner via pinfall, Rick O’shea.
Hart: I am confused.
Lane: CMS first betrayed Rick O’shea, and then he, he helps him win.
CMS enters the ring and he lifts the hand of Rick O’shea, that is without the blindfold now and is looking at him shocked.
(Final Impact hype: MITB match)
Hart: The MITB match, one of the most dangerous in this industry.
Lane: We saw Kross qualifying to the match, but now we will see two competitors already in the match going at it in some sort of a preview.
Dare You by Shinedown hits the arena as William Rose steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet six inches weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds from Leeds, England, William Rose!
Josh Hart: William Rose has down very well since his debut here in the IWF, but he has his work cut out for him tonight against Charlie Titan.
Kerry Lane: This is going to be a damn good match and I can’t wait for it to get started.
Higher Ground by Red Hot Chili Peppers hits the arena as Charlie Titan steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet three inches weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds from Hollis, Queens, New York!
Josh Hart: Charlie Titan has been through hell in back in the recent weeks and now is in a warm up match against one of his Money In The Bank opponents at Final Impact.
Kerry Lane: This is going to be a very good match as both men have been on a steady roll as of late.
Single’s Match
William Rose
Vs.
Charlie Titan
Vs.
Charlie Titan
Bell Rings: William Rose and Charlie Titan circle around the ring before locking up in the middle. Rose is quick to charge forward and drive his knee into the midsection of Titan and quickly take him down to the mat with a headlock takedown. On the mat Rose applies the pressure as Titan tries to fight for the ropes. Rose releases the hold on Titan and than makes it back to his feet. Rose than charges toward the ropes and bounces back and attempts to connect with a leg drop, but Titan is able to roll out of harms way. Rose hits the mat hard on his backside and Titan makes it back to his feet and than charges towards the ropes and bounces back and connects with the shining wizard right to the jaw of Rose. Titan hooks the legs of Rose and the ref gets down to make the count, but Rose is able to kick out right after the two.
Josh Hart: Both men have already had control of this matchup, but Titan is in control at the moment.
Kerry Lane: Charlie Titan is one not to take likely, but neither is William Rose both men are great superstars.
Titan than makes it back to his feet and guides Rose back to his feet. Titan sends Rose to the ropes with an irish whip and when Rose bounces back Titan takes him down to the mat with a powerslam. Titan makes the immediate cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Rose kicks out right after the two. Titan makes it back to his feet and once again guides Rose back to his feet. Titan locks up with Rose and than Rose surprises Titan and takes him down to the mat with a somoan drop. Rose quickly guides Titan back to his feet and sends him to the corner with an irish whip. Titan hits the turnbuckle as Rose charges across the ring and connects with a body splash in the corner. Titan lays there limp against the turnbuckle as Rose unloads a vicious combination of rights and lefts to the face and midsection.
Josh Hart: William Rose is back in control of this match and after that vicious combination Titan is out of it.
Kerry Lane: Don’t count him out Titan has a strong heart and will do everything in his power to fight back.
Rose than charges towards the ropes and bounces back as Titan staggers out of the corner. Rose than plants his foot across the face of Titan connecting with a big boot sending Titan down to the mat. Titan hits the mat and Rose hooks the legs of Titan and makes the cover. The ref gets down to make the count, but Titan kicks out at two and a half. Rose quickly guides Titan back to his feet and than sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Rose than bounces off the opposite ropes and meets Titan in the middle of the ring and connects with a spinning wheel kick. Rose crawls over to Titan and makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Titan is able to get his foot on the bottom ropes to stop the count. Rose furious that Titan keeps kicking out guides him back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip.
Josh Hart: Charlie Titan just keep kick out left and right and its getting under the skin of William Rose.
Kerry Lane: That heart of Charlie Titan will just not let him quit in this match.
Rose sets up for a sidewalk slam, but Titan catches Rose off guard and takes him down to the mat with a hurricanranna. Titan follows through with the attack and drills Rose’s face in with rights and lefts. Titan than makes it back to his feet and charges towards the ropes and connects with a leg drop across the sternum of Rose. Titan makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the cover, but Rose is able to kick out right after the two. Titan quickly guides Rose back to his feet and than drives him down to the mat with a vicious Brainbuster. Titan makes another cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Rose is able to kick out after the two. Titan than quickly guides Rose back to his feet once again and than plants him on the mat with Da Spike. Titan makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count, but Rose is able to kick out after the two and three quarters.
Josh Hart: Now it’s William Rose that is fighting to stay in this match and does not want to quit.
Kerry Lane: Both of these men want to win this match but it’s going to come down to who wants it most.
Titan than guides Rose back to his feet and plants him on the mat with the Idolizer. Titan taunts to the crowd and than guides Rose back to his feet and sets him up for the Icon Unleashed. Rose attempts to fight out of it, but Titan stops that with a club shot to the back. Titan than sets Rose up again and connects with the Icon Unleashed in the middle of the ring and makes the cover.
Winner: Charlie Titan
Jessica Lock: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Charlie Titan!
Josh Hart: Well Charlie Titan wanted the win more and got it.
Kerry Lane: That was a great match with both men having control in the match.
***COMMERCIAL***
D-Block by Jadakiss hits the arena as D-Block steps out onto the stage and makes their way down to the ring accompanied by James Kash.
Jessica Lock: Weighing in at five hundred and twenty pounds from the Colorado Federal Prison Unit, accompanied down to the ring by James Kash, Rampage and Slice, D-Block!
Josh Hart: James Kash went to Edward Redding the III after he burnt down the house of Montana and persuaded Montana into this handicap Match against his hired guns D-Block.
Kerry Lane: As we saw it looked like James Kash had broken the hand of Montana, but nobody has heard from Montana since that vicious attack.
The Tony Montana theme hits the arena as a masked man steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring.
Jessica Lock: Standing in at six feet three inches weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds from Havana, Cuba, Montana!
Josh Hart: This masked man sure does looks bigger than what Montana is.
Kerry Lane: Well if it is Montana he doesn’t have a cast on his arm that’s a good thing.
Handicap Match
D-Block
Vs.
Montana
Montana
Bell Rings: Rampage and Slice both circle around the ring drawing the masked Montana into the center of the ring. Slice than charges forward and connects with an Axe Kick in the middle of the ring sending the masked Montana down to the mat. Slice than guides the Masked Montana back to his feet and sends towards Rampage with an irish whip. Rampage bounces off the ropes and than plants the Masked Montana on the mat with a Clothesline from Hell. James Kash grabs a chair from the outside and than makes his way into the ring. Rampage and Slice hold the masked Montana back and James Kash tells them to remove his mask. Rampage and Slice remove the mask from Montana as James Kash raises the steel chair high into the ring. Rampage and Slice finally remover the mask to reveal the masked Montana as Gino and not Montana. James Kash than goes ballistic in the ring as the ref calls for the bell and talks to Jessica Lock on the outside.
RESULT: NO CONTEST
Jessica Lock: The ref has just informed me that since it was not Montana in the mask that this match has been ruled a No Conest!
Josh Hart: I can’t believe it Kerry Montana had Gino wear a mask and come down to the ring.
Kerry Lane: What the hell is going on here. Is Montana scared of James Kash or what.
Josh Hart: Well James Kash did burn down his house.
Post Match: James Kash is still raging mad inside the ring and than grabs Gino by his shirt and forces him back to his feet and backs him into the corner and request a mic. Rampage snatches the mic out of the hand of Jessica Lock and than hands it to James Kash.
James Kash: Where the hell is he you filthy pig. Why are you out here for him where the hell is he.
Gino: He told me to come out here and once you figured out who I was to give you a message.
James Kash: Well spit it out you jackass I don’t have all fucking night.
Gino: He said to meet him in the parking garage and if you knew what was good for you to come alone.
Montana than shows up on the Titan Tron in the parking garage wearing a cast on his right arm and calls out James Kash.
Montana: James Kash jou are such a pussy jou had the chance to get rid of me last week, but jou didn’t do it. That mistake is going to cost jou jour life.
James Kash: I only let you live so I could kick you ass at Final Impact.
Montana: What makes jou think that jour going to make it to Final Impact. Why don’t jou just come up to the parking garage and lets settle it right now.
James Kash: Your on Montana you better not run away I’m coming for you.
James Kash than grabs Gino and plants him on the mat with The Rebirth. Kash than guides Gino make to his feet and tosses him to D-Block and tells them to hit him with The Lockdown. D-Block than sets Gino up and drives him down to the mat with The Lockdown. James Kash than gets in the face of Gino on the mat with a microphone in hand.
James Kash: That's for spiking my drink you little bitch.
James Kash than slaps the taste out of Gino's mouth and storms out of the ring and makes his way to the back as camera quickly follow. James Kash makes his way back up the ramp and backstage and furiously pushes people and anything in his way out of his path. James Kash kicks opens the door to the parking garage and walks into the center of the parking lot.
James Kash: Where are you pussy you call me out and now your hiding in the shadows.
The sound of a car quickly starting up and squealing away as James Kash bolts out of the way as Montana is seen driving by in his car attempting to run over James Kash. Montana slams on the brakes and than comes back and tries to take out James Kash once again. James Kash jumps out of the way at the last minute and Montana keep driving and leaves the parking garage heading into the highway. James Kash is seen breathing very hard and than storms off from the parking lot.
***COMMERCIAL***
Johnny Nicoll’s theme hits as the crowd boo. He appears at the top of the entrance ramp and starts walking towards the ring. He then enters the ring with a microphone in hand.
Hart: Nicoll coming out here tonight with a clear meanstreet.
Lane: He asked for this confrontation, and one has to assume he is not here to make any friends.
Nicoll: Many of you people have to been wondering why someone like me would want to come out and stand in this ring in front of people like you and pour my heart out, because well, you don’t deserve to even see me.
Crowd boos.
Nicoll: But tonight, I don’t care about you people. I come out here with one and just one objective in my mind, Bradly Jona Kellert.
Crowd pops at his mention.
Nicoll: For some reason, call it luck, call it divine intervention, he has been able to defeat me too weeks in a row. Well tonight, I invited him to come out to this ring and confront me as a man, to see if he can talk the talk.
A small Kellert chant breaks from the crowd.
Nicoll: So Bradly, why don’t you come out right now and confront me, come face to face with me?
Johnny Nicoll waits for Bradly to come out, but nobody does.
Nicoll: C’mon! I know you are scared little boy, but…
Out of a sudden, Bradly Jona Kellert appears on the Tron.
Nicoll: What the hell are you doing back there? Why aren’t you in this ring?
Kellert: You see, I’ll love anything else but to be inside that ring, however, I was not allowed by management to enter that ring with you. You see, IWF management is the best in the world, and they worry for their talent as much as they can.
Nicoll: Hell yeah, I know that, but why does that matters at this point?
Kellert: You see, the reason I was not cleared to go to that ring is that management is concern that if I go out right now, I could be attacked by the rabid fan inside the ring.
Nicoll: What the hell are you talking about? There is nobody inside this ring but me. See, only me in this ring.
Kellert: Exactly.
Nicoll: Ok, ok, what?
Kellert: You remember last week we all took…tests, you know, to show we aren’t on any weird stuff.
Nicoll: Yeah, I remember.
Kellert: Well, apparently, you failed that test. And the company has zero tolerance, and so Johnny Nicoll, you are no longer a IWF superstar! That’s why I can’t come to that ring, management doesn’t want me exposing to your crazy reaction to the news. In fact, I would come out, but I have like 10 security man stopping me to do it.
Crowd cheers as Nicoll goes crazy inside the ring.
Kellert: Oh, and don’t worry about your MITB spot Nicoll, Redding consider that since I had already showed that I am better than you, you know, by beating you twice, I get your spot in the match, I am in the MITB as of right now! Oh and Johnny, I would just like to say, I wish you good luck on your future endeavors.
Kellert disappears from the Tron and Nicoll is left having a tantrum inside the ring.
Edward Redding the III is seen sitting in his office watching Montana attempt to run over James Kash on the security camera. There’s a knock on the door and than is swings wide open as James Kash storms into the office.
James Kash: What the hell are you doing just sitting in chair behind your desk didn’t you just see Montana try to run me over in the parking lot.
Edward Redding the III: Yes I did what do you want me to do about it. I know you left me in charge but this is over my head do I need to press charges on your behalf.
James Kash: Hell no I want Montana to make it to Final Impact more than ever now so I can kick his ass all over the arena. I want you to force Montana into another handicap match with D-Block next week with me as the Special Referee and if Montana doesn’t show up to the match than I want you to fire his ass on the spot.
Edward Redding the III: Okay Mister Kash it’s done. Next Week Montana will face off against D-Block in a handicap match with you as the Special Referee and if Montana does not show up to the match than he will be fired on the spot.
***COMMERCIAL***
Lock: Making his way to the ring, from Mongolia, weighing in at 372 pounds, being accompanied by Kuno, The Mongolian Cannibal, Safaja!â€
Mongolian tribal music starts to play through the arena. Kuno comes out followed by Safaja, wearing a necklace with a skull and a muzzle. He walks down to the ring in a powerful way, enters the ring by the stairs and stands in the middle of the ring, marking his territory while looking around, waiting for his opponent.
Hart: Representant here tonight of Hayes.
Lock: “And his opponent, weighing in at 200 pounds, he is the Soulless Assassin, Kassidy Loren Hayes!â€
“Forever†by Hurt starts to play. Kassidy comes out from behind the curtain. He pulls his signature taunt as the fireworks rain down behind him. He slowly walks down the ring where his opponent is waiting for him.
Winner chooses second stip for their 3 Stages from Hell match at Final Impact
Kassidy
vs
Safaja
Kassidy
vs
Safaja
Bell sounds. Kassidy makes his way slowly around the ring as Safaja stomps about, yelling and screaming a fair bit. Safaja rushes at Kassidy, whom is side stepped, and hit with a right hand in the face. Safaja looks at Kassidy and rushes him again, this time not being side stepped. Kassidy is taken down with a big spear, and both men begin to slug it out on the canvas. Kassidy rolls atop of Safaja and gets control, until the tables are turned and Safaja is pummelling Kassidy. Kassidy manages to shove him off, but Safaja goes right back to work on his challenger with big rights and lefts, not letting up. The referee pulls off Safaja finally and yells at him, having no effect as Kassidy gets to his feet. Rushing him once more, the plan backfires as Kassidy throws Safaja over the top rope to the outside with a back body drop, his foe landing brutally on the outside. Kassidy rolls under the ropes and grabs his challenger, connecting with two right hands before shoving him backfirst into the barricade. Kassidy clotheslines Safaja over the top into the crowd, as he rolls into the ring to break the referee’s count. Kassidy goes right after Safaja but is caught off guard with a right forearm from his foe, across the barricade. Kassidy stumbles back against the ring as Safaja climbs atop the barricade and dives at Kassidy; hitting a spear into the ring apron. Kassidy goes down, holding his back, as Safaja stalks him. Safaja grabs him and rolls him into the ring, straddling him and delivering clubbing blows to his head.
Safaja hoists Kassidy to his feet and hits a samoan suplex on him, centre of the ring. Kassidy holds his stomach as Safaja taunts him a little, yelling at the crowd. Getting to one knee, Kassidy is taken right back to the mat as Safaja delivers a running knee to the face. Safaja continues his offence as he pulls Kassidy to his feet and whips him into the ropes, going for a back body drop. Kassidy reverses into a roll up, but Safaja powers out easily. Both men get to their feet as Safaja throws a wild right, Kassidy ducks and hits an Orton backbreaker, covering him only for one. Safaja gets to his feet first and nearly beheads the unsuspecting Kassidy with a clothesline. The crowd pops, as Safaja again covers for two. Kassidy rolls to the corner as Safaja watches him closely. He stalks him as Kassidy sits up in the corner, and rushes him. Going for a splash in the corner, Kassidy rolls out of the way and into the centre of the ring, as Safaja slams into the corner, hard. He stumbles out from the corner and into Kassidy, whom hits a second Orton back breaker. Safaja somehow remains standing after the attack, as Kassidy grabs him, and hits a third one, this time taking him to the mat. Running on a rush of adrenaline, Kassidy stomps away at Safaja wildly, stomping at his head and neck, his ribs and lower back, his feet and legs, but working mostly on his back. Safaja tries to his feet, and does so painfully as Kassidy stalks him, grabbing him and leading him to the centre of the ring. Wanting to end it, he goes for his finisher the Vampires Bite, but Safaja shoves him off before he can do anything. Into the corner goes Kassidy, as Safaja again rushes him, this time connecting with the splash. Kassidy stumbles out of the corner into Safaja, who looks for his Mongolian Groundshaker. He lifts him into the air, for the sit down chokeslam, but Kassidy rolls between his legs, getting a roll up for two. Both men again climb to their feet, Safaja angered this time, as Kassidy connects out of nowhere with a super kick, to the jaw of his foe. Safaja goes down, as Kassidy covers him for two. Safaja manages to his feet, the intensity really showing, as Kassidy remains on one knee. Safaja walks over to him, but Kassidy rolls him up with another school boy, folding him up real tight for the three count.
Winner of the match: Kassidy.
Safaja hoists Kassidy to his feet and hits a samoan suplex on him, centre of the ring. Kassidy holds his stomach as Safaja taunts him a little, yelling at the crowd. Getting to one knee, Kassidy is taken right back to the mat as Safaja delivers a running knee to the face. Safaja continues his offence as he pulls Kassidy to his feet and whips him into the ropes, going for a back body drop. Kassidy reverses into a roll up, but Safaja powers out easily. Both men get to their feet as Safaja throws a wild right, Kassidy ducks and hits an Orton backbreaker, covering him only for one. Safaja gets to his feet first and nearly beheads the unsuspecting Kassidy with a clothesline. The crowd pops, as Safaja again covers for two. Kassidy rolls to the corner as Safaja watches him closely. He stalks him as Kassidy sits up in the corner, and rushes him. Going for a splash in the corner, Kassidy rolls out of the way and into the centre of the ring, as Safaja slams into the corner, hard. He stumbles out from the corner and into Kassidy, whom hits a second Orton back breaker. Safaja somehow remains standing after the attack, as Kassidy grabs him, and hits a third one, this time taking him to the mat. Running on a rush of adrenaline, Kassidy stomps away at Safaja wildly, stomping at his head and neck, his ribs and lower back, his feet and legs, but working mostly on his back. Safaja tries to his feet, and does so painfully as Kassidy stalks him, grabbing him and leading him to the centre of the ring. Wanting to end it, he goes for his finisher the Vampires Bite, but Safaja shoves him off before he can do anything. Into the corner goes Kassidy, as Safaja again rushes him, this time connecting with the splash. Kassidy stumbles out of the corner into Safaja, who looks for his Mongolian Groundshaker. He lifts him into the air, for the sit down chokeslam, but Kassidy rolls between his legs, getting a roll up for two. Both men again climb to their feet, Safaja angered this time, as Kassidy connects out of nowhere with a super kick, to the jaw of his foe. Safaja goes down, as Kassidy covers him for two. Safaja manages to his feet, the intensity really showing, as Kassidy remains on one knee. Safaja walks over to him, but Kassidy rolls him up with another school boy, folding him up real tight for the three count.
Winner of the match: Kassidy.
Kassidy then rolls to the outside and grabs a microphone.
Kassidy: Hayes, I hope you learn the lesson, you must fight your own battles. Now, I won the match, and I have the right to select the stipulation for the second fall in our little contest at Final Impact.
Crowd pops.
Kassidy: You chose a First Blood Match, well, I pride myself in a little more clean style of wrestling. Hayes, at Final Impact, I'll make you bleed and then I'll make you tap out, as our second fall will be a Submission Match!
***COMMERCIAL***
We return from the break and we see the ring decorated with a red carpet and a throne in the middle of the ring. Sitting on the throne, there is a big, bald man. He has a microphone in hand.
Man: Ladies and Gentleman, grace your eyes with IWF newest superstar. From this point on, I am your new ruler, your new superior. You will know me as your chief, and as your boss, you will know me as The King!
Crowd boos at The King.
King: Even from my debut, I am making history. You have never seen someone quite like me, as impressive as me. My debut is the most impressive one ever in the history of sports entertainment. Why? Because I can!
Crowd boos once again.
King: So for now, sit back, and enjoy.
King moves his fingers up in the air, and almost immediately a bunch of red and white balloons come down from the ceiling. King grins as all of this happens. He makes a second movement and a second round of balloons drop from the ceiling. King is grinning on his throne.
King: But that’s not all kids.
King does another finger movement and a lot of pyro comes out from the stage. The camera shows the crowd and they are having a blast with the show put together by The King.
King gets up to his feet and when he does so, from the turnbuckles a fountain of pyro explodes. King smiles and then grabs his microphone.
King: But that’s not all, here comes the best part!
Ten Thousand Fist by Disturbed hits the arena as Cahan Malone steps out onto the stage, getting a big pop from the crowd.
Lane: Wait a minute, that is Cahan Malone! Cahan Malone!
Hart: What on Earth he is doing here?
King: Who in the hell are you? And what are you doing here?
Malone: Look kid, I am not here to waste any time, anybody on the face of this Earth knows who I am, everybody on this arena knows who I am, so let’s waste no time on introductions shall we?
Crowd pops.
Malone: See, I was hanging out on the back, I heard you running your mouth and I just had to come out and lay the truth: Kid, nobody cares about you.
Crowd cheers.
Malone: Nobody cares about you, it doesn’t matter how many balloons you have coming down or how many pyro you have exploding, that’s not changing. But you see, I came to the IWF with an announcement that might concern each and every one of these fans.
A Malone chant breaks from the audience.
Malone: I was attacked by a coward backstage almost a month ago, and I was forced to take a hiatus to recover and heal. Well, that hiatus is very close to coming to an end. I am almost ready to step back into a ring, I will be returning very, very soon.
Crowd cheers as The King looks infuriated inside the ring.
Malone: Because seriously, somebody has to kick these nobodies’ asses.
Cahan grins as he stares at The King.
Lane: You just heard it, Cahan Malone, coming back very, very soon.
Hart: But what about The King, he got his debut ruined!
***COMMERCIAL***
Lane: And well, it is time for our main event.
Hart: A hell of a night but everything good has to come to an end.
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, the special gest referee, MNM!
Trust Company Running from me hits the arena as the crowd boo. He appears out from the back and makes his way towards the ring.
Jessica Lock: This match is schedule for 1 fall and making his way to the ring from Las Vegas, weighing 215 lbs, Shawn Alexander Hayez.
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 Lock: Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty-five pounds, standing in at five foot ten inches, hailing from Brisbane Australia: KnicKy
Special Guest Referee: MNM
Hayes
vs
KnicKy
Hayes
vs
KnicKy
Bell Sounds. Both men lock up centre of the ring and force eachother around the ring. KnicKy gets control of the situation and locks in a tight head lock, taking him down with a quick headlock takedown. On the mat, KnicKy is caught by a head scissors from Hayes, but quickly escapes it as both men get to their feet. The crowd applaudes a little as both men go right back at it, exchanging big rights and lefts. Hayes drives his boot into the stomach of KnicKy hits a back elbow to the temple of his challenger, knocking him to one knee. Hayes foes after him, hitting a DDT centre of the ring. He covers KnicKy, but gets one. KnicKy to his feet as he walks into Hayes, one his knees. Hayes grabs his head, and hops onto his feet and then into the air, cracking KnicKy's jaw down onto his skull. KnicKy stumbles backwards into the ropes as Hayes rushes him, taking him down with a running clothesline, KnicKy rolls over the top rope to the outside. Hayes looks down at him, as MNM begins a rather fast count. KnicKy climbs back to his feet, and looks up at MNM; whom has a grin on his face making the fast count. He rolls into the ring and gets in the face of MNM, as he shows the logo on his referee shirt. Hayes tries to take advantage, grabbing KnicKy from behind, however he has him scouted; connecting with a clubbing back elbow, right to the temple. Hayes stumbles back, as KnicKy yells at MNM a little more, before rushing Hayes for a clothesline. Hayes ducks it, and races off into the opposite direction, into the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and sprints across at KnicKy, who catches him with a tilt-a-world backbreaker. Hayes goes down hard, as KnicKy covers only getting two.
Kerry: This will be a great match, unless ofcourse MNM has something to do with it.
Josh: I can only agree with you, but it hasn't really happened yet Kerry!
KnicKy climbs to his feet and grabs Hayes, hoisting him to his feet and pushing him into the corner, unleashing some loud chops, and left hands. He whips him across the ring into the turnbuckle, and ruchses him squashing him with a clothesline in the corner. Hayes falls flat on his face, as KnicKy goes to the top rope. He looks over at MNM, who's resting in the corner, as KnicKy turns his attention to Hayes and dives into the air, for a diving headbutt. He connects, and makes the cover hooking both legs. MNM dawdles to the cover and makes a slow count, giving KnicKy two. KnicKY, with a smile on his face, gets to his feet and gets in the face of MNM, whom truly could not be caring at all. MNM tells him to continue the match, and to watch Hayes, whom has gotten to his knees into the corner. KnicKy acts out wringing his neck, and turns to Hayes approaching him. Hayes lifts his feet and drives the soles of his boots into the stomach of KnicKy, hard. KnicKy goes after him again, this time the boots go into the head of his challenger. KnicKy stumbles right back into the centre of the ring as Hayes rushes him. Hayes hits with two european uppercuts in the ring, and grabs KnicKy finally for a Orton Backbreaker. He connects, but doesn't cover him. Instead, he looks over at MNM, whom of which is looking out at some female crowd members, and rolls out of the ring. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a Kendo stick, looking at the crowd. The loudening boos of the crowd gets MNM's attention, as Hayes slides into the ring, Kendo stick in hand. MNM steps between Hayes and KnicKy, who has made it upto one knee. MNM asks for Hayes to give him the weapon, and reluctantly he does so. Hayes yells at MNM a little more as he turns to dispose of the weapon. MNM suddenly stops, a grin on his face, and cracks the kendo stick across the back of the skull of KnicKy. KnicKy falls forwards onto the mat, as blood dribbles from the back of his head. MNM laughs a little, and kicks the broken Kendo stick from the ring, as Hayes looks at him, a little bewildered, but satisfied.
Kerry: OH that's absolute bullsh-
Josh: It is, Kerry! MNM took advantage of the situation here tonight, when Hayes brought that weapon into the ring!
Hayes strides over to KnicKy, and rolls him over onto his back, as he covers him. MNM dives over to the cover and makes a very quick two count! MNM hops to his feet, as Hayes looks over at him, shocked. He stands, and yells at him for not finishing the count, as MNM signal's that he hit his finisher, the Silent Night. Hayes eyes, angered at MNM, turn to KnicKy with blood lust, as he reaches down and grabs the prone foe. He hoists him up onto his feet, and then up onto his shoulders. KnicKy manages to squirm off his shoulders quickly, and hits a neckbreaker from behind. both men go down, as the crowd pops bigtime. KnicKy climbs to his feet as MNM interferes once more, this time delivering a clubbing blow to the back of KnicKy's neck. MNM hoists him to his feet, and yells at him as Hayes gets to his feet, the blood slowly covering the forehead and eyes of KnicKy. MNM hoists his challenger onto his shouldera for his Manase Powerslam. He runs into the centre of the ring, but at the last moment KnicKy slides off his shoulder, and pushes him into Hayes. Both men knock heads, as MNM falls to his back under the ropes; Hayes falls backwards, into the corner. KnicKy rushes at Hayes, spotting an opening. He drives his left elbow into the face of his challenger, and shoves him into the centre of the ring. Hayes stumbles about, somewhat lost in the action, as KnicKy stalks him, for his 47-15. He turns right into KnicKy, but pushes him away before he can connect. KnicKy stops himself in the corner and turns to Hayes, who is sprinting at him, he rolls out of the way sending him into the turnbuckle face first. KnicKy wraps his arms around his waist, and pops his hips for a german suplex. He stands and walks right into MNM, whom hits a superkick into the jaw of KnicKy. KnicKy goes down, hard, as MNM stands over him; yelling some trash.
Kerry: This will be a great match, unless ofcourse MNM has something to do with it.
Josh: I can only agree with you, but it hasn't really happened yet Kerry!
KnicKy climbs to his feet and grabs Hayes, hoisting him to his feet and pushing him into the corner, unleashing some loud chops, and left hands. He whips him across the ring into the turnbuckle, and ruchses him squashing him with a clothesline in the corner. Hayes falls flat on his face, as KnicKy goes to the top rope. He looks over at MNM, who's resting in the corner, as KnicKy turns his attention to Hayes and dives into the air, for a diving headbutt. He connects, and makes the cover hooking both legs. MNM dawdles to the cover and makes a slow count, giving KnicKy two. KnicKY, with a smile on his face, gets to his feet and gets in the face of MNM, whom truly could not be caring at all. MNM tells him to continue the match, and to watch Hayes, whom has gotten to his knees into the corner. KnicKy acts out wringing his neck, and turns to Hayes approaching him. Hayes lifts his feet and drives the soles of his boots into the stomach of KnicKy, hard. KnicKy goes after him again, this time the boots go into the head of his challenger. KnicKy stumbles right back into the centre of the ring as Hayes rushes him. Hayes hits with two european uppercuts in the ring, and grabs KnicKy finally for a Orton Backbreaker. He connects, but doesn't cover him. Instead, he looks over at MNM, whom of which is looking out at some female crowd members, and rolls out of the ring. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a Kendo stick, looking at the crowd. The loudening boos of the crowd gets MNM's attention, as Hayes slides into the ring, Kendo stick in hand. MNM steps between Hayes and KnicKy, who has made it upto one knee. MNM asks for Hayes to give him the weapon, and reluctantly he does so. Hayes yells at MNM a little more as he turns to dispose of the weapon. MNM suddenly stops, a grin on his face, and cracks the kendo stick across the back of the skull of KnicKy. KnicKy falls forwards onto the mat, as blood dribbles from the back of his head. MNM laughs a little, and kicks the broken Kendo stick from the ring, as Hayes looks at him, a little bewildered, but satisfied.
Kerry: OH that's absolute bullsh-
Josh: It is, Kerry! MNM took advantage of the situation here tonight, when Hayes brought that weapon into the ring!
Hayes strides over to KnicKy, and rolls him over onto his back, as he covers him. MNM dives over to the cover and makes a very quick two count! MNM hops to his feet, as Hayes looks over at him, shocked. He stands, and yells at him for not finishing the count, as MNM signal's that he hit his finisher, the Silent Night. Hayes eyes, angered at MNM, turn to KnicKy with blood lust, as he reaches down and grabs the prone foe. He hoists him up onto his feet, and then up onto his shoulders. KnicKy manages to squirm off his shoulders quickly, and hits a neckbreaker from behind. both men go down, as the crowd pops bigtime. KnicKy climbs to his feet as MNM interferes once more, this time delivering a clubbing blow to the back of KnicKy's neck. MNM hoists him to his feet, and yells at him as Hayes gets to his feet, the blood slowly covering the forehead and eyes of KnicKy. MNM hoists his challenger onto his shouldera for his Manase Powerslam. He runs into the centre of the ring, but at the last moment KnicKy slides off his shoulder, and pushes him into Hayes. Both men knock heads, as MNM falls to his back under the ropes; Hayes falls backwards, into the corner. KnicKy rushes at Hayes, spotting an opening. He drives his left elbow into the face of his challenger, and shoves him into the centre of the ring. Hayes stumbles about, somewhat lost in the action, as KnicKy stalks him, for his 47-15. He turns right into KnicKy, but pushes him away before he can connect. KnicKy stops himself in the corner and turns to Hayes, who is sprinting at him, he rolls out of the way sending him into the turnbuckle face first. KnicKy wraps his arms around his waist, and pops his hips for a german suplex. He stands and walks right into MNM, whom hits a superkick into the jaw of KnicKy. KnicKy goes down, hard, as MNM stands over him; yelling some trash.
Hart: Does this mean the match is over?
Lane: My fairest guess would be yes. After all, MNM proved that he wasnt looking for a fair bout here tonight.
Show Ends