Chaos 24 February 2019

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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The camera opens outside of the Iconic Arena as “The Dark Warrior” Micheal Graves starts towards the employee’s entrance when several police step into his path.

Officer: That’s far enough, sir. You are barred from the building tonight due to an order taken out against you.

Graves: You’ve got to be kidding, right?

Officer: If you take one more step following this warning, you will have violated the order and you will be taken into custody for said violation.

Graves stares at the officers as if he can’t believe what he’s being told. The officers start to move in and Graves puts his hands up.

Graves: C’mon guys, I’m not looking for any…

Graves barely shifts his weight from one leg to another and the officers pounce.

Officer: You were told not to move!

An overzealous officer takes that as his que to try and subdue Graves. He grabs Micheal’s arm and tries to pull it behind his back, but Micheal jerks his arm free and shoves the cop back.

Graves: HEY, KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF M….

Two tiny prongs fire into Micheal’s chest. He looks down in confusion and follows the wires with his eyes, tracing them back to an officer holding a taser gun just as a blast of electricity takes him off his feet. The officers move in and cuff Graves. They then lift the still dazed man up and haul him away as the scene cuts to ringside.

Nelson: Micheal Graves has been barred from the building and removed with extreme force by the Santa Monica Police Department!

Rose: Looks like he shouldn’t have threatened the boss last week if you ask me!

Crumb: The real question is, will this be the last that we see of Micheal Graves tonight?

Rose: Of course it will, he’s going to spend the night in city lock up for attacking an officer of the law.

Nelson: What a way to kick off Chaos!

~~

ICONIC PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS
IN ASSOCIATION WITH ICONIC MEDIA LLC

A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING

Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!

“Fight Music” by D12 blares as the show pans about the capacity crowd of about thousand or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “I Want The Next Shot At The TV Title!”, “Loyalty, Loyalty, Loyalty”, and “Push Bliss!”

”LIVE FROM THE ICONIC ARENA IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA”

Nelson: Hello everyone! Thank you for joining us tonight for some great wrestling action! Once again in our first match of the evening we will be seeing a debut match in which Iconic Professional Wrestling newcomer Damon Xalvador will be going one on one against Dominic Nunnely, another debuting talent from our roster.

Crumb: Both of these guys are going to be coming out here and looking to make an impact for themselves. I just hope they don’t fade into the background like a lot of the people that come through here wind up doing.

Rose: I think that both of these guys bring something to the table that we’ve not seen. But we’re going to have to wait and see how the match turns out.

Nelson: After losing her debut match against Johanna Krieger, Bliss is looking to turn things around and show the Iconic Professional Wrestling fans that she is a legitimate threat to any title holder here.

Crumb: And with a loss on his record from last week, “The Lawless” Drake Austin is looking to change that and try to make Bliss’ record here 0-2.

Rose: Well whatever happens… one of these two are going to be walking away with a losing streak intact.

Nelson: Speaking of Bliss’ loss, her opponent from last Chaos, Johanna Krieger, is going to be facing off against Cody Belmont, the man who tried to go toe to toe with Krieger after she interrupted his match against Taryn Willow.

Crumb: Well Johanna made herself quite the impact by not only winning her match and disrupting Cody’s, but she also took out Stasi Herveaux on the boss’ orders. That is no easy feat… especially since she’s one of our top contenders.

Rose: Oh come on. Johanna isn’t the first person to attack Stasi from behind and she’s not going to be the last. With a mouth like Stasi’s, I foresee a future of butt kickings backstage for her.

Nelson: And the other half of Drake Squared…

Rose: They’re not a tag team, Nelly, so cut it out.

Nelson: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, Drake Jones is going to be taking on one of the women who beat his team last week when he goes up against Legion.

Crumb: I wouldn’t be surprised if Drake comes out here looking to get a little revenge.

Rose: I think the word you’re looking for is retribution.

Nelson: Potato, Potatoe, Rose… Now can we do our job without your little PMSing? In our only tag team match of the night, two of the winners from our main event last Chaos are going to be taking on Dark Karnevil which has been reduced to just Willow Rainn and Xstatic.

Crumb: Brianna Rissi and Corey Lazarus are looking to keep their winning streak going. And they got lucky because Astrid Sedin almost lost it for them.

Rose: No… ASStrid got lucky that Corey came in and saved her ass from getting pinned by Aaron Kostan who tried to make a triumphant return to IPW after a break.

Nelson: Speaking of “The Artist”, he is going to be facing off one of our guests from California Wrestling when he steps into the ring with “The Slasher” Eddy Poe. And he didn’t seem too happy when he was pinned by Erik Holland.

Crumb: Well Erik sure is living up to his nickname of “Wrestling’s Most Dangerous”, but I think that there might be a few people in IPW that would like to prove him wrong.

Rose: Well whatever the case is, Aaron Kostan is going to have one hell of a task ahead of him if he wants to come out with the win and end this losing streak of his.

Nelson: And speaking of Erik Holland, he is going to be cashing in on that Television Championship opportunity he won when he defeated Eddy Poe at Chaos “Love Hurts”.

Crumb: He’s sure going to have one hell of a task in front of him because he’s going up against Minx who is coming off a successful title defense against Brianna Rissi even though she lost at Chaos “Love Hurts” after getting pinned by Brianna.

Rose: I was ecstatic when she went for ASStrid after the match though. But of course Daveena had to come out and ruin all of the fun.

Nelson: And in our main event… we have a non-title match where Acrimony will be taking on “The Nightmare”... our Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion Oliver Black. But how much longer will Black be champion is left to be seen because Micheal Graves has been demanding a shot at him for weeks!

Crumb: And the fact he was pinned by Astrid Sedin last Chaos, after saying how better he is than her, it has to be bugging him. He’s going to have to keep his eyes open though… that Acrimony is a slippery devil that’s for sure.

Rose: Both of these Icons are going to have to not only be worrying about one another, but also about any other Icons because neither one of them have any friends in the locker room.

Nelson: So without further adieu, welcome to Chaos!

~~

Torres: The following DEBUT MATCH is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

"Satan's Child" by Danzig played through the sound system as Damon came out he walked down the ramp as he ignored the comments people are making about him. He walked up the stairs he went through the second rope as he walked to the left turnbuckle he leaned on it as he looked unimpressed.

Nelson: Damon Xalvador sure is an intimidating presence. I think I felt a bit of a shiver as he made his way down to the ring.

Crumb: You’re not the only one. He looks so mad… but what does he have to be mad about?

Rose: How about being put up against someone that’s almost half his age? Did you think that was a possibility?

The soft strums of an acoustic guitar crack the silence within the air. Strum by strum, the volume slowly rises and captivates the audience. ”ALONE, PART 3” is recognized upon the PA, as the late XXXTentacion’s voice calmly sings over the guitar. Out from behind the curtains appears Dominic Nunnely. His gaze stays straight ahead of him, never breaking eye contact away from the ring. Tattoos scattered across his face, showing the scars the young man has suffered throughout his life. Not a word is uttered to anyone, he simply keeps to himself as he makes his way down to the ring. Sliding into the ring, he peacefully waits in a corner for the bell to be rung.

Nelson: Dominic Nunnely is young and he is looking to make an impact here in Iconic Professional Wrestling.

Crumb: We’ve seen time and again that you can’t count out the underdog. And I have a feeling that Dominic isn’t going to be any different.

Rose: This kid is a little bit too green for my liking. I hope Damon is able to beat him into submission.

Crumb: HERE WE GO!

DING DING DING!!

---Debut Match: Damon Xalvador vs. Dominic Nunnely---

Both Dominic and Damon start to circle each other, like a predator stalking their prey. They both reach out, trying to slap the other one before Dominic is able to find an opening and he is able to nail a forearm smash on the Scottish Icon. Damon stumbles backwards and he doesn’t look too happy as he charges at Dominic to hit him with a clothesline. But the latter ducks under his arm at the last second and turns it around and hits him with a dropkick that sends Damon staggering backwards into the turnbuckle. Dominic is quick to capitalize and goes to pull Damon out of the corner, quickly hitting him with his Total Eclipse (snap swinging neckbreaker). He quickly drops down and hooks the leg.

One…

Two...

Th...KICK OUT!!

Nelson: A very close call there for Xalvador! The referee’s hand was mere millimeters off of the mat when he was able to kick out.

Crumb: I know that this match has just started, but the young Dominic sure is showing that he might be young but he’s a force to be reckoned with.

Rose: Oh don’t go counting Damon out now. This match could turn in his favor and any second and then… things aren’t going to be too pretty for the hood rat.

After Damon kicked out, Dominic didn’t look too happy. He got up to his feet and bent down to pull Damon up as well… but the Scot was ready for something like this and quickly tried to roll Dominic up.

One…

Two..kick out!

Dominic quickly kicks out of the pinning predicament but is met by a Russian legsweep from Damon. Damon follows it up by flipping him onto his stomach and locking in a Boston crab. Dominic struggles as he inches is way to the ropes. But Damon was having none of that and tried to pull Dominic back towards the ropes. Dominic is able to muster up all his strength and wrapped his fingers around the bottom rope. The referee started to count as Damond refused to release the hold.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four...

Five...At the last second, Damon releases the hold just in time to avoid disqualification.

Nelson: Xalvador narrowly avoided a disqualification loss in his debut and that is not the type of loss you want to suffer when you are in your very first match for a company.

Crumb: You’ve got to applaud Dominic and his ring awareness. Had he not known he was that close to the ropes, he might’ve ended up tapping there.

Rose: Good riddance in my opinion because I believe Damon is the type of wrestler this place needs.

Dominic pulls himself out of the ring and Damon charges at him, again attempting a clothesline but this time it would’ve sent him off the apron. But Dominic was ready and sends his shoulder driving into Damon’s abdomen. Stepping back through the ropes, he grabs Damon’s wrist and sends him off towards the ropes with an Irish whip. As Damon comes running back towards them, Dominic meets him with a dropkick before quickly following it up with an elbow drop.

Nelson: How quickly things can change if you are not fully prepared for something. As quickly as Xalvador got control of the match… he lost it.

Crumb: He needs to learn that with Dominic, the clothesline maneuver probably isn’t going to work. That’s two times now he’s countered it.

Rose: You two are annoying. You’re acting like this skinny beanpole is going to be beating someone that looks like a legitimate wrestler and not some dollar store knock off.

Dominic pops back up to his feet and tries to rally the fans on his side as he steps back through the ropes onto the ring apron. There, he lies in wake as Damon slowly gets back up to his feet. Then when he’s where Dominic wants him, Dominic launches himself over the top rope and hits Oathkeeper (springboard forearm smash). He goes for the pin.

One…

Two...

THREE!!!!

Torres: Here is your winner….Dominic Nunnely!!

Nelson: An impressive win there by Nunnely! You can talk all the trash you want, Rose, but that young man deserved it.

Crumb: Both Icons gave it what they could. Damon’s efforts just wasn’t enough to keep Dominic Nunnely down.

Rose: Ugh… move along. I could’ve gone pee during this match.

Coming to Facebook Watch. March 31st 2019

The show fades backstage to reveal Backstage Interviewer Butterscotch Monroe, wearing an emerald green blouse that ruffled down the front and black slacks. The IPW World Champion, Oliver Black stood smugly to her left. His ponytail tied tight behind his head, and reflective aviator sunglasses covered his eyes. The World Championship draped over the shoulder of his leather studded ring jacket.

Butterscotch: I’m standing by with the Heavyweight Champion… The Nightmare Oliver Black!

Oliver smirks his Cheshire grin, at the announcement of his name. His white taped hand gripped his championship tighter.

Butterscotch: Every week the Heavyweight Championship competition continues to get thicker with talent. What once was coveted after by the likes of Stasi Herveaux and Corey Lazarus have in recent weeks been cast in darkness as the likes of the returning Michael Graves and Acrimony whom now have their sights set on Oliver Black.

We have heard much from Acrimony this week about the quote “Boy Champion” and his character. From claims you envied your father, to criticizing your lack of a title defense against him this evening. While you have remained largely silent… would you like to take this opportunity, now, to address your opponent for tonight’s main event?

Black: Quite frankly I haven’t responded because I don’t give a damn. I don’t give a damn about Acrimony and I don’t give a damn about this match. Ever since this match was announced Acrimony has been running his mouth about his displeasure in me as Champion. Referring to me as the whore, a commodity to simply be pimped out the every chugging machine that is IPW. Criticizing the possible use of me to compete in the name of IPW in an inter-promotional match up with ICWA. That I would be nothing if it weren’t for Joshua Samson or the opportunity to stand in my father’s spotlight.

But I get it… it gets lonely in my shadow. And if Acrimony has done ANYTHING this week is live up to his name stake. Bitter and self-righteous.

Butterscotch: Is it safe to say that you do not consider Acrimony a threat this evening?

Black: Don’t twist and misconstrue my words Butters. Just because I don’t give a shit about Acrimony as a competitor doesn’t mean I don’t take this match seriously. Acrimony is dangerous, he is a threat. Not to my championship, but to my wellbeing. While the likes of Matthew Xtastic may have gotten most of the fame and glory from acts of the Dark Karnival, you would be extremely mistaken if you thought Acrimony didn’t play a huge roll in ALL of it.

Butterscotch: Acrimony has made claims that he indeed was the mastermind of all of the evil and sadistic acts carried out at the hands of Dark Karnival, while simultaneously being quiet vocal at your lack of thought and control in your actions. While many others might consider you a master of manipulation and mind games.

Black: If I got anything from my hall of fame father, The Misfit, it was the art of manipulation. For years many called The Misfit’s actions heinous and uncalculated, done without thought or with malice. And it seems history has a way of repeating itself. As if I was EHWF champion for 275 days by chance, as if I stand here before you reigning IPW World Champion, on day 54 on a fluke.

Because what jealous minds like Acrimony fail to realize is that I have calculated and plotted EVERY STEP OF THE WAY! From night 1 in this company I have calculated every move I’ve made. Whether it be the mind games I have played with Brianna Rissi in vignette and promos. Or the elaborate and manipulative kidnapping of Anna Morgan. The attacks on Astrid Sedin’s character and body. Whether it the poking and joking of the ego of Corey Lazarus, Or getting in the head of the child Stasi Herveaux by refusing to acknowledge her credibility and number one contendership status. EVERYTHING I have done for the past 3 YEARS have been to ensure MY destiny. With care and control I have orchestrated a masterpiece with only one goal in mind. To gain and retain the World Heavyweight Championship!

Oliver gazed down at the gold that glimmered on his shoulder.

Black: And love me or hate me, you cannot deny have always done just that! Because for 3 YEARS I have NOT been the whore to be pimped out for profit… for 3 YEARS I AM the profit. None of this would be fucking relevant if not for me! From NIGHT ONE in this company people tuned in to see ME! Not Astrid Sedin and Joshua Samson’s marital problems, or Brianna Rissi’s identity crisis, but ME! Not the father, son and the holy ghost of Aaron Kostan or the witty banter of Corey Lazarus, but ME! Since night one of Chaos when I opened the show and gave everyone THE moment of the night by throwing the EHWF championship away like the flaming pile of trash it was alllll the way to me taking away from Aaron Kostan, what had ALWAYS been mine, in one of the most sadistic violent matches to date! ME! ME! ME! Not Stasi Herveaux and her cry baby antics, or Corey Lazarus and his Hobby Lobby belt, but ME!

Am I vain? Am I Prideful? Am I whatever of the seven deadly sins Acrimony decides to throw at me next? You’re absolutely fucking right I am! Because I have a god damn reason to be! This company would have been NOTHING without me, and it’s about time the low lives and freaks of the world like Acrimony realize it! Cause it may be Joshua Samson’s name written on you pay checks, but it’s Oliver Black who allowed you to have one to begin with. So I don’t want an apology, I want a god damn thank you! Thank you Oliver Black, for allowing me the opportunity to BE someone! Thank you Oliver Black for allowing me the opportunity to feed my family and pay my rent!

“Stay out of my way” “This bullet has no conscious” “It’s just business”

Oliver Black made in a mocking tone, and a pinched face as he mocked the prior ramblings of Acrimony.

Black: Stay out of my way? I am the fucking way! All roads lead towards Oliver Black and The World Heavyweight Championship! So do yourself a favor with that bullet and save it. Because by the end of the night, when you are lying at my feet and the Mad King once again has taken his throne… The only place you are gonna wish that bullet was… was your own head. All Hail the King!

Oliver Black stormed off the set leaving a speechless Butterscotch Monroe, holding the microphone.

~~

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

Intro riff of "ex's & oh's" cues as Purple strobe lights illuminate figure at the top of the ramp. Once the music picks up, Bliss tips her head back as the lights colour her face. She smiles wickedly before strutting down the ramp to a chorus of cheers. Once at the ring she She hops up on the apron, making a show of shaking her ass. She climbs in the ring, straddling the second rope seductively. Once in the ring she climbs the turnbuckle and holds her hands up in predetermined victory.

Nelson: After suffering a devastating defeat at the hands of Johanna Krieger, Bliss is looking to turn things around with a win here against Drake Austin.

Crumb: And sometimes there is no force as great as a woman who is on a mission. Just look at the look on her face as she waits for Drake to make his entrance.

Rose: Oh please… she’s just upset because she got bested and she’s probably not used to things like that.

The denim-clad Drake Austin steps out onto the stage at the snap of 'Come On Get Up'; his eyes holding a glare that is just beneath freezing as he proceeds down the ramp, maintaining a moderate stride. Once the soles of his boots have punctured the slightly padded grounds of ringside, he pauses, panning around the burning red arena. His sights set on the steel steps and he pursuits them, ascending up he reaches the apron and enters the ring, sauntering to its core, his fists erect to the camera showcasing the writing on his knuckles which read, 'Stay Down' -- sending an ominous message to the entire locker room.

Nelson: Another Icon looking to turn things around and get himself on a winning streak is Drake Austin who was part of the three Icon team that lost to Willow, Judith Albrecht and Legion last Chaos.

Crumb: He did perform impressively last time and I think that as long as he does that and remains focused on the task at hand, he’ll walk out of here with a victory.

Rose: You know, sometimes your positivity is sickening, Crumb. Though both of these Icons are going to have to fight like hell to win.

The referee looks at both Icons to make sure they are ready for the upcoming match before calling for the bell to make match officially underway.

DING DING DING!!

---Bliss vs. “The Lawless” Drake Austin---

Drake and Bliss immediately meet each other in the middle of the ring, Drake hitting Bliss in the mouth with a forearm smash. He follows it up with a second and then a third. Bliss stumbles back from the impact. Drake bounces off of the ropes to build momentum. Before he can strike Bliss on the rebound, Bliss leaps into the air and hits Drake with a dropkick! Drake rolls over toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Once he is up, Drake shakes his head and approaches Bliss in the middle of the ring.

The two Icons circle one another and wait for an opening to appear. Bliss grabs Drake and tries to wrestle him into a side headlock. Drake blocks the attempt and throws a hard elbow into Bliss' ribs. He then grabs Bliss by the hair and takes her down to the mat! Drake drops an elbow before hooking the leg for the cover.

One...

Two...

Th...Bliss kicks out!

Nelson: A very narrow kick out there from Bliss.

Crumb: I’m not fool but even I can see that wasn’t enough to keep Bliss down long enough.

Rose: That is a very smart thing to say, Crumb. Both of these Icons need to pick it up.

Bliss starts to pull herself back up to her feet as Drake runs and hits Bliss with a knee strike. He follows it up with a second. Bliss tries to recover but Drake tries to wrestle Bliss into position for a Northern Lights suplex! Bliss spins out of Drake's grasp and creates space between the two. Drake tries to step toward Bliss, who attempts to hit Drake in the jaw with a superkick! Drake just barely ducks under the attempt, scurrying back toward the ropes.

Nelson: If you blinked, you would have missed that. Austin was lucky… boy was he lucky.

Crumb: Either that or his timing is damn near impeccable. Most people don’t or can’t duck under a super kick.

Rose: And look… he’s scurried towards the ropes like the true little coward that he is. Get out there and FIGHT!

Bliss smirks as Drake pulls himself back up to his feet. Once Drake is standing, Bliss closes the gap and hits Drake with a kick to the ribs. She follows it up with a second before pulling Drake toward the middle of the ring. Drake tries to respond by shoving Bliss away and toward the ropes. Bliss grabs them as Drake charges and tries to send her to the floor. Bliss positions herself between the ropes and kicks Drake in the mouth before positioning herself on the apron. Smirking, she steadies herself---waiting for Drake to stop stumbling before springboarding into the ring and hitting Drake with a crossbody! Bliss hooks the leg for the cover..

One...

Two...

Thre...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Just like that, the beautiful Bliss has taken control of the match and almost got herself the three count victory!

Crumb: I think that the scurry towards the ropes by Drake was a move of pure desperation. Cause now Bliss is kicking his...

Rose: Drake Austin is a coward… and he proved it just a bit ago. I don’t think that he’s going to be walking out of here with a win.

Bliss calls for the fans to cheer as Drake groggily drags himself back up to his feet. Bliss bounces off of the ropes and seems like she is setting Drake up for a shining wizard---only to have Drake grab her and roll Bliss up.

One...

Two...

Thre...KICK OUT!

Nelson: A very nice rollup attempt there by Drake Austin. That is the second time he has been able to almost get the three count on Bliss.

Crumb: And you can tell that it caught her purely by surprise. She was about to drive her knee into his temple.

Rose: So he’s also desperate. Drake can sense that Bliss is about to get him down for the count. He’s pulling any and everything out of his hat that he can.

Both Icons pull themselves back up to their feet. Drake charges at Bliss and tries to send her to the mat with STAYDOWN! (sit-out spinning spinebuster) --- only to have Bliss shove him away. Drake staggers and bounces off the far ropes. Bliss runs to the ropes behind her. Drake charges just as Bliss grabs onto the ropes, swings between the top and middle rope, and connects with her Divine Salvation (tiger feint kick)!

Nelson: Ooh that look like it hurt!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BLISS HIT AUSTIN WITH DIVINE SALVATION!

Rose: Probably, “Good riddance!”

Bliss hooks the leg and covers.

One...

Two...

THREE!!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Bliss!!

Nelson: I told you she was a Lady Icon on a mission and her mission was a successful one.

Crumb: A very well earned victory for the young lady. I can’t wait to see what else she has in store for IPW.

Rose: Honestly though… the match was boring. I guess I could say congrats.

~~

The scene opens up on backstage reporter Butterscotch Monroe then pans out to reveal her guest.

Butterscotch: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Aaron Kostan.”

Aaron: “It’s a pleasure to be here, as always, Ms. Monroe.”

Butterscotch: “You got quite the warm welcome from the fans last week. How does it feel to be back?”

Aaron: “Oh, it felt amazing to get back out there in front of all of them. I will admit that when I was home laying in bed relaxing, there were some moments where I wished I didn’t have to go back to work...but getting back in the ring at Love Hurts reminded me that I have the best job in the world, and I am so honored to be able to wrestle in front of the IPW faithful.”

Butterscotch: “Well, while the fans were quick to celebrate your return to action, the IPW roster were not as welcoming.”

Aaron: “Of course not, and I didn’t expect them to be. That’s just the kind of culture that exists in professional wrestling. Apparently you just have to hate everyone. Everyone back there tries to act like they’re special, but it’s clear they are all cut from the same cloth.”

Butterscotch: “A few said they even forgot, or almost forgot, that you were even in IPW.”

Aaron: “Haha, yeah, it’s like we’re working with a bunch of goldfish isn’t it Ms. Monroe? I missed what? Two shows? A little over a month of action? Listen, they didn’t forget me. I don’t mean to get too philosophical on you here, but one of the biggest goals in a human being’s life is to do something worth remembering. People want to be remembered. So, in turn, people like to think that the best way to really hurt someone else is to tell them that...well...they don’t know who they are.”

Butterscotch: “Well-”

Aaron: “And I mean- Sorry to interrupt, but listen...Did they all miss the part where I fell through two trap doors? Did they miss the part where I fell, what, twenty- twenty five feet onto the canvas? Did they miss the part where the entire body weight of Oliver Black landed on me and almost broke my ribs? I mean, honestly, it’s probably a miracle I’m alive after that Highway to Hell match. I had every right to miss a month to get myself healthy again. The only man who might even be able to criticize my absence is Oliver Black, and he’s rightfully not doing so because he knows the truth that he almost killed me on December 30th, but he didn’t leave that ring in perfect health either.”

Butterscotch: “Absolutely, absolutely. Speaking of Oliver, I wanted to ask you about Love Hurts. You seemed to work fairly well with him and Minx two weeks ago despite all that went down.”

Aaron: “If you saw my video for my match this week, then you heard me say people keep asking these questions like ‘what’s wrong?’ and ‘what are you going to do to stop this slide?’ Well, another question I got a lot at home and on the street when I got back to LA was ‘what are you going to do to Oliver?’ Let’s cut those questions out tonight too. The fact is, I changed at the end of last year. Oliver changed me, but as I said, he only changed me temporarily. What you saw in the main event two weeks ago was evidence of that fact. I am back to who I was before. I’m worried about wrestling, not revenge, not politics, not anger or hatred. Just wrestling.”

Butterscotch: “And of course, you hope to put those first two questions to rest tonight as well with a victory over Eddy Poe.”

Aaron: “Honestly, I do not feel like I lost last week. I outlasted both of my partners...you know, both the Television Champion AND the IPW Heavyweight Champion. Not only that, I pinned Brianna Rissi for the first time in my career. I got to land a couple of my ‘trademarked’ moves. The fans loved that. When it all comes down to it, only the dishonorable tactics of a dishonorable group of people caused that final three count to fall in Astrid’s favor.”

Butterscotch: “Regardless, the record says you haven’t won since October.”

Aaron: “Right, and I understand that completely. Make no mistake, I intend to wrestle as if I haven’t won a single match before. It’s starting to feel like that anyway. IPW talent, or talent exchange, it never mattered who got put on that card against me. Tonight, the Artist will do everything physically possible to make sure the match ends in a grand ‘Finale.’”

Butterscotch: “Well, good luck to you tonight.”

Aaron: “Thank you.”

The scene fades.

~~

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

♫BLOODSHOT EYES, METAL SKIN
SERPENTS TONGUE, DAGGER CLAWS
DRAGON WINGS, CROOKED HORNS
K.I.N.G♫

Johanna Krieger slowly steps out from the back with no lights around her standing in the center of the stage as a white spotlight suddenly flickers on. She holds the insides of her jacket as she moves down towards the ring. Before she can even make it to the ring, Cody Belmont comes charging down the ramp from behind Johanna and jumps her - causing the German Snow Storm to crash to the floor!

Nelson: A very ballsy move there by Cody Belmont.

Crumb: He wasn’t about to wait for the fight to come to him… he took the fight to Johanna.

Rose: After the occurances of the last Chaos, that’s a smart decision on his end… though how smart is it really?

Johanna tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Cody Belmont continues to pound away with a series of strikes, refusing to give Johanna so much as an inch to work with. Once Johanna finally makes it back up to her feet, Cody throws her hard into the steel steps!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T!

Johanna slumps against the steps as Cody lines himself up with her. He hesitates for just a moment before running forward, trying to hit Johanna with flying knees! Johanna moves out of the way at the last possible second, causing both of Cody's knees to crash into the steps instead! The fans gasp as Cody rolls around on the floor for a moment, grabbing at his knees.

Nelson: That hesitation by Belmont cost him big time as Krieger was able to get out of the way just in time… saving herself.

Crumb: And that had to hurt like hell! Cody was dominating Johanna and it all changed in the blink of an eye.

Rose: A silly mistake from what appears to be a silly little boy.

Cody pulls himself back up to his feet with the help of the ring apron and rolls into the ring. Cody uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet. Once he is standing, he glares at a laughing Johanna. The referee checks with Cody to make sure that he is still ready for the match. Cody nods as the referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.

DING DING DING!!

---Johanna Krieger vs. Cody Belmont---

Johanna runs at Cody and hits him with a hard right hand. She follows it up with a second as Cody grabs the ropes and tries to keep himself upright. Johanna tries to drag Cody toward the center of the ring, but Cody blocks the attempt. He drives his knee hard into Johanna's ribs. Johanna doubles over in pain. Cody leaps into the air and tries to send her crashing to the mat with a fameasser---only to have Johanna catch him in the air! She tries to power Cody into the air for a powerbomb, only to have Cody block the attempt with a few hard right hands to Johanna’s face.

Nelson: That was quite the impressive double counter there by both of these participants.

Crumb: I’m not going to lie though, I don’t know how much more Cody has to go. That crash before the match has clearly took a lot out of him.

Rose: Johanna is a shark that smells blood…Calvin Klein Cody isn’t going to be able to recover.

Cody drops to the mat and charges at Johanna---only to have Johanna kick him in the right leg with a kick! Cody collapses to the mat before trying to pull himself back up to his feet. Unfortunately for him, Johanna instantly connects with her Skold ov Makt (running bicycle knee)!

Nelson: OUCH!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOHANNA KRIEGER HAS HIT CODY BELMONT WITH HER FINISHER?!

Rose: LIke I said… shark… blood… match over.

Johanna hooks the leg for the cover.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Johanna Krieger!!!

Nelson: This does not surprise me at all.

Crumb: She has pretty much cemented the fact that she’s a danger to the status of all the Icons here in IPW.

Rose: We can only watch in horror as she keeps on dominating.

“Hate Me Now” by Nas featuring Puff Daddy blares throughout the arena as a very dapper suited Joshua Samson walks out to the top of the ramp. There is an uproar of jeers throughout the crowd. Samson raises an eyebrow and chuckles upon hearing the disdain from the audience.

Crumb: It's still so weird seeing Joshua as the boss!

Nelson: A lot has definitely changed over the years, Crumb, but our buddy Joshua Samson is indeed running the show!

Samson makes his way down the rampway. As the crowd continues to jeer, Joshua, microphone in hand, climbs into the ring, walks over to Johanna, and the two shake hands. Joshua raises her arm and the crowd seems to get louder with their collective boos.

Nelson: It doesn’t surprise me that Samson has come out here.

Rose: Eye roll, Nelly… total eye roll.

Crumb: It’s officially clear to me that Johanna is “the chosen one”

Samson: Is that the best you plebs can do for the most dangerous Icon to ever step into a IPW wrestling ring?! You should all be on your damn feet for my German Ruger!

Crowd: YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!

Samson: That never, ever gets old! Just shut the hell up and bask in the splendor that is Johanna Krieger!

Suddenly, the crowd gets loud as the attention of Johanna and Samson turns. Through the crowd Micheal Graves makes his way towards the ring. Once he hops over the security barrier, he makes a bee line for Samson, sliding into the ring before charging at him.

Crumb: WHAT IN THE WORLD CAN JOSHUA SAMSON BE THINKING AS MICHEAL GRAVES HAS RETURNED TO THE ICONIC ARENA AFTER BEING ARRESTED AT THE BEGINNING OF THE SHOW?!?!

Rose: Probably, “how inept the Santa Monica Police Department are!”

Johanna pushes Joshua out of the way. She scoops Graves up and drops him down hard with a belly-to-belly suplex! She stays on top of him and connects with punch after punch.

Nelson: Krieger has successfully protected Samson from a returning to the Iconic Arena Micheal Graves!

Rose: Mister Samson has been hashtagging a lot about loyalty lately and I have to say that Johanna is exhibiting it!

Crumb: Can you imagine if Johanna wasn’t here? Joshua would be the one in that ring right now getting beat down!

Graves is able to scramble up to all fours. This allows Johanna to nail him with a kick to the gut that sends him off into the corner. He pulls himself up and Johanna charges in looking to connect with her Skold ov Makt. Graves has the wherewithal to slide out of the ring before Johanna’s finisher can land.

Nelson: Graves just barely managed to escape a running bicycle knee from Krieger!

Officials and security flood down the rampway to attempt to restrain Graves, but the Dark Warrior hops the guardrail and disappearances into the throes of the IPW crowd. In the ring, Johanna checks on Samson.

Rose: That madman needs to be terminated immediately! I didn’t think I would ever agree with ASStrid but she’s right about Micheal Graves!

Crumb: You can bet that Joshua is going to make sure that this doesn’t go unanswered.

Nelson:We will be right back after these messages, ladies and gentlemen.

~~

As the show returns back from commercial break, the Iconic-Tron springs to life:

COMING SOON

As quickly as it came on the giant screen turns to black.

Crumb: What in the world is that about, guys?

Rose: I saw the same image last week on the official IPW Twitter feed. It actually got a few people’s panties screwed up.

Nelson: I saw that as well, Rose. I am unsure what it is about but I am sure that all will be revealed in due time.

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

The opening line of "Bad Motherf*ck*r" by Machine Gun Kelly slams out through the speakers as Drake Jones steps out from the back, his ginger hair wet as he makes his way down to the ring talking trash as he looks around the ringside area. He slides up onto the ring apron and leans against the top rope before throwing his leg back and stepping into the ring.

Nelson: Another person looking to avenge their recent loss is this man right here. I have a good feeling about Drake Jones.

Crumb: I don’t know about that one, Patrick. He’s facing Legion, one of the three women that beat his team last week.

Rose: I still stand by my girl and I think that Legion will be walking out victorious here yet again.

The voice of a young child begins to ring out through the arena as it goes dark.

Despair...
You come to me…
With your poison and your misery…
Oh, Death…
You come to sting…
With your poison and your…
Mi….se….ry…..
#OOOOOOOOOOH I MISS THA' MISERY!!!!

Like a rock concert the stage explodes with pyro spark columns as Halestorm's "Miss the Misery" goes on a full audio assault. The lights strobe for several seconds in sync with the music as fog billows out onto the stage. It's concealment is short lived as out from this mist ‘The Twisted One Who Is Many’ begins to slither with wisps of fog trailing off of her as she makes a fast paced stride for the ring.

She sports black leather tights with string laced open seams exposing skin on each thigh, strapped, silver studded and capped knee high boots, fingerless gloves and a studded leather strapped bra top that is under a motorcycle jacket which itself is decorated in chains, spiked shoulders and studded arms. Legion’s logo is emblazoned across the back of the jacket as well as the black and green haired wrestling murderess arrives at ringside with a running leap under the ropes and over the apron, neatly sliding to the center of the ring where she rises to a low crouch.

She shoots off a sly, sinister grin as she stands and begins head banging to her music for a moment. Legion then bursts for the nearest ring post and crouches atop of it, with that dark smile never leaving her face, even as she backflips off the top and landing on her feet, backing right up into the opposite corner where she slides down for a seat on the second turnbuckle, legs spread apart and gloved hands on the top rope as she awaits her next victim....

Nelson: The confidence is radiating from Legion is pretty damn obvious.

Crumb: She is poised to keep her winning streak going here… looking to become 2-0 against Darke Jones.

Rose: And I think that she’s going to do it. Name one thing that Drake Jones has done in IPW that is worth remembering.

DING DING DING!!

---Drake Jones vs. Legion---

The two Icons start circling each other as the crowd roots them on. Drake looks for a front kick and Legion spins away, snapping off a kick of her own that lands into Drake’s midsection. Drake staggers back. Legion hooks his head, looking for a DDT. Drake plants his feet and looks to reverse it into a Northern Lights suplex. Legion is able to hold her ground and then blasts Drake in the back with a forearm. Drake keeps his grip around her legs and Legion sprawls to keep her position. Drake rolls and Legion moves to hold for a cover, his legs hooked by her left arm.

One...

Drake rolls Legion into an inside cradle!

One...

Two...

Legion reverses!

One…

Two...

Drake reverses!

One...

Two…

THR...Legion kicks out!

Nelson: That was about as dizzying as a tennis match there with all the reversals.

Crumb: I wouldn’t go that far.

Rose: There were only two reversals. If you’re feeling dizzy maybe we should call the medics for you.

Both Icons get to their feet and Drake grabs a front facelock. Legion turns and launches him over into a Northern Lights suplex. Drake hits hard and Legion holds the bridge for the cover.

One…

Two...kick out!

Legion sits up and Drake catches her with a jumping knee strike to the side of the head. Legion goes down onto her side. Drake tries for a cover. Legion kicks out immediately and jumps onto the corner. Drake jumps up as well into an enziguri that hits to the back just under the shoulder blades. Legion clutches at her neck. Drake scrambles to the outside, climbing to the top rope. He goes for a rana, but Legion holds on, drops off the turnbuckles, spins and brings Drake down into a sitout powerbomb.

One...

Two...

Thre...Drake KICKS OUT!!!

Nelson: That was purely awesome!

Crumb: I didn’t think that Legion was going to be able to counter that. But she… wow...

Rose: Cat got your tongue there, Crumbbum?

Legion starts up and grabs Drake by the hair. Drake throws a punch to the stomach and Legion hammers him in the back with an elbow shot. Drake falls to his knees. Legion tries to pull him up for DT. Drake throws his legs out and then flips through into a hurricanrana. Legion blocks him from taking her down. Drake goes over the other way into a sunset flip.

One...

Two...

Thre...Legion KICKS OUT!!!

Drake goes for a crucifix pin.

One...

Two...

Thre...Legion KICKS OUT!!!

As they start up, Legion takes Drake over into a backslide.

One...

Two...

Thre...Drake KICKS OUT!!!

Both get to their feet.

Crowd: EYE PEE DUBYA! EYE PEE DUBYA!

Drake throws a wicked roaring elbow that staggers Legion. Drake looks for a roundhouse kick but Legion catches his leg. Drake swings his other leg up and hits an enziguri that knocks Legion down onto all fours. Drake jumps on for a rolling cradle.

One...

Two...

Legion reverses!

One...

Two...

Drake reverses!

One…

Two...

Thre...Legion KICKS OUT!!!

Nelson: I retract my tennis statement from earlier and put it in place now. That was a very impressive sequence of events there with both Icons going for multiple pinfalls.

Crumb: I’m not going to deny, both Drake and Legion are showing the fans why they want to win this match.

Rose: Drake is only trying to show that and Legion… she is. She hasn’t disappointed us thus far so why stop now?

As they get up, Drake hits a knee lift and then grabs Legion for Muay Thai knee strike. Legion hits a spinning hook kick that sends Drake to the mat. Legion jumps on top for the cover.

One...

Two...

Thre...Drake KICKS OUT!!!

Drake pops up. Legion staggers up! Drake lifts Legion up before dropping her down with The Killswitch (Air Raid Crash)! Drake stays down for the cover, hooking the leg.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Crumb: ]WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS DRAKE JONES HAS DEFEATED LEGION?!?!

Nelson: A VERY impressive victory there for Jones as he gets back in the win column after hitting The Killswitch on Legion!

~~

The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Sedin walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step.

Nelson: I did not think I would ever see this day. Astrid Sedin is walking down to the ring for the very last time.

Crumb: Still no word on if her resignation has been signed off on but if it has… she’s only got four days left with IPW.

Rose: GOOD RIDDANCE! I’m so glad we’ll finally be rid of ASStrid.

Walking to the top of the ramp, Astrid stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk appeared on her face. She began to make her way down the ramp towards the ramp, emitting a tremendous amount of confident as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.

At the bottom of the ramp, Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd before she enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd before hopping down.

Nelson: I am a bit confused. Mrs. Samson is not scheduled to be in a match yet… she is dressed in her full ring and entrance gear.

Crumb: Maybe there was a last minute match added. I do know she challenged Penelope Cassidy to come to IPW for a match.

Rose: Ugh… Why does she always have to think she’s the only one who can have the spotlight?

Astrid takes a microphone from a ringside crew member and walks to the center of the ring where she stands as her music slowly fades out.

Astrid: Now I know… I know that you all know about all the stuff that has been going on in my personal life. And you all know that Joshua has been hanging around with some… well let’s just call her what she is… a homewrecking slut. Joshua and I… we’ve been getting into it on Twitter lately and this creature from the black lagoon thought that she could step to YOUR Iconic Twisted Queen and try to be a buster badass. So I have invited her here, the intention of ending her and her career. And that’s what I plan to do. As you can see, I’m dressed for a match. Hell, I was supposed to compete tonight for the IPW Television Championship but as you all know… I got removed because of some total BS. I’m not surprised she showed up… but she will be leaving surprised when she sees that I’m not as easy to destroy and take down because that is going to be her… and she's’ the only one who doesn’t know that. So come on out here Penny… I have a referee waiting on stand by so everyone can see me whoop your ass!

A sea of boos fill the Iconic Arena as Penelope Cassidy aka Penny makes her way out from behind the curtain. She has a determined look upon her face as she sets her gaze upon Astrid.

Crumb: And this is the woman that our owner has been associating himself with? I don’t get it.

Nelson: I do not think I really do either. I always pictured Sedin as his type.

Rose: He’s gone from crazy to crazy and now he’s found Penelope. Though I… meh.

Penelope walks down the ramp, hands on her hips as the fans continue to boo her. But Penny just ignores it all, shooing them off as she climbs the steel ring steps and through the ropes, getting up close, but not too close, to Astrid.

Astrid Sedin: Now that you’re made your way out here, and took your good ol’ time doing so, I have a few questions, well one in particular, to ask you. Who the f*ck do you think you are little girl? And why all of the sudden are you clinging all over MY HUSBAND after you said oh my god and I will avoid him? I bet it’s that untreated bipolar bull going on in that empty little head of yours. So let me clue you in on a few things around here. You see this?

Astrid pointed to her crown.

Astrid Sedin: This means I’m the baddest bitch here, contrary to the beliefs of newer IPW signees. I’m actually surprised you even showed up because your so wishy washy with your tweets. So since you’re the “official guest” or whatever nonsense Joshua has come up with, I’ve got a guest of my own. Come on down!

Crumb: Who could Astrid possibly have here? It’s a pretty known fact she has very little friends within this business.

Suddenly Aubrey Cassidy comes walking through the crowd and over the barricade.

Nelson: Ladies and gentlemen, the woman entering the arena right now is the sister of Penelope Cassidy, Aubrey Cassidy.

Aubrey enters the ring and looks at Astrid then back at her own sister with an angry look to her face. Penny is tugging at her own hair looking at this scene. Astrid laughs before resuming her statement.

Astrid Sedin: Oh did I strike a nerve Not So Pretty Penny? Did your sister Aubrey make all those fake feelings about being a badass start to diminish and bring back your weak and feebleness? Cat got your tongue or something Penny? Well then… let’s get this match on with shall we? I want to go out with a bang!

Astrid took off her crown and ring jacket, handing them to Aubrey who left the ring and sat in a chair at ringside.

Penelope: Aww someone is feeling a little bit jealous that her man is tired of her dumbass. Listen, I’ve given more to that man than your failed marriage ever could. So keep crying and keep doing whatever you do just know this... it doesn’t matter if my sister backs you up, I will still make your life a living hell.

Astrid Sedin: Oh sweetie… you can try but you won’t succeed. So do you want to do this or just keep talking lies?

Astrid looks at Penelope, not taking her eyes off her as she tosses the microphone to the side. Penny’s head starts twitching and says “f*ck it!” and runs into the ring and tackles Astrid as they start to brawl. Aubrey leans against the ropes allowing the two to fight it out. Astrid starts to get the upper hand until Penny pokes her eyes and laughs.

Nelson: OOH! That is a cheap shot right there! Penelope Cassidy should be disqualified!

Crumb: The match hasn’t even started, Patrick. There’s a lot of hatred between these two women over the past week or so. I don’t think there’s going to be any separating them.

Rose: ASStrid is getting her just desserts that’s for sure. And honestly, I couldn’t be much happier than I am right now.

Penny gets on top of Astrid and starts beating down on her before Aubrey shrugs and pulls her off by her hair and tosses her around like a rag doll. Aubrey is about to hit her finishing move before Penny kicks her leg allowing Aubrey to drop her. Astrid wiggles out of the ring. Penny falls down laughing to herself as Aubrey picks up Astrid.

Nelson: Even with the assist from Aubrey Cassidy, Sedin really has not been able to accomplish what she has set out to do.

Crumb: This is Astrid Samson… I mean Sedin we’re talking about. She’s resourceful and sly… the big move can come at any moment.

Rose: I would like to see her try.

Astrid uses the ropes to hold herself up as her lips twist up in the corners before a blood curdling scream comes from her mouth. Astrid charges at her nemesis and before Penny has a chance to react, Astrid is on top of her raining down fists. Penny curls up into the fetal position. Aubrey looks like she’s about to jump in and get a piece of her sister, but Astrid looks at her glaringly before pulling Penny up by her hair. Aubrey holds her hands up and backs off into the corner, looking on with a smirk on her face.

Nelson: And that is the Astrid Sedin we saw a few Chaoses ago when she attacked Micheal Graves. This is starting to get interesting.

Crumb: After losing out on her Television Championship shot, Astrid is looking to not only ruin Penelope Cassidy, but also prove to General Manager Tapioca Joe that he made a mistake.

Rose: She’s just a brat that thinks that she should get whatever she wants.

Astrid turns her attention back to Penny and hits her with a backflip kick (a pele kick) that sends Penny falling through the ropes to crash to the outside. Tugging the bottoms of her shorts down, Astrid followed suit by stepping through the ropes. She stood on the apron like she was measuring Penny up for something big, but changes her mind and instead hits her with a hurricanrana that sends Penny into the security barrier. It takes a bit out of Astrid too who seemingly hit her arm on the apron on the way down. Penny notices this and looks like she was about to take advantage but is instead chased off by her sister who was quick to come to Astrid’s side, blocking her from doing anything as Astrid assures her that she is fine.

Nelson: That looked like Sedin’s arm hit the hardest part of the ring. I hope she is okay. She has got a really big test in the form of the California Bar Exam to take in two days.

Crumb: Regardless, she was saved from disaster there by Aubrey Cassidy who wants to reaffirm to her sister that she’s nothing but worthless.

Rose: How could you say that about someone that you know nothing about? Think before you speak, Todd!

Grabbing Penny by the hair again, Astrid pulls her away from the barrier. At the same time, the crowd erupts into a sea of boos as Olivia Rhodes charges down the ramp towards the ring.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS OLIVIA RHODES IS COMING DOWN TO RINGSIDE?!?!

Rose: Probably, “what is she doing out here?!”

Astrid doesn’t seem phased by this presence and locks her arm around Penny’s neck and bends her backwards. Before she can hit an inverted DDT on Penny, Olivia makes her presence felt by putting her frame in between, forcing Astrid to release her hold. Astrid backs up to where Aubrey is waiting, holding her hands up.

Nelson: I do not believe that Sedin would be giving up this easily.

Crumb: Olivia Rhodes has been friends with both of the Samsons for a bit of time now. It’s not a surprise she’s out here now.

Rose: I really, really want to see her knock ASStrid on her ass!

As Olivia helps Penny up to her feet, Astrid cocks her head to the side. As those darkened eyes of hers return, Astrid charges Olivia and hits her with a jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick that sends the tall blonde falling backwards and Penny crashing on top of her.

Nelson: Oh come on! She did not deserve that! Someone needs to get out here before this gets out of hand!

Crumb: We saw this with the Micheal Graves this… there’s no stopping Astrid when she’s like this.

Rose: She needs to be arrested or committed or something. This bitch is crazy!

Astrid and Aubrey look at each other and head over to the other duo, Astrid picking up Penny and Aubrey picking up Olivia, both with diabolical glances. But before they can do anything, security rushes out from backstage and pulls all four women apart!

Nelson: Finally… some decorum can be had as security works to pull all four women apart.

Crumb: This was supposed to be an impromptu match and it turned into quite the mess.

Rose: UGH… once again ASStrid has to have the last word.

The obscenities are flying as the security guards try to keep Astrid back from Penny mainly as well as dealing with Aubrey and Olivia. As they do this, the scene fades to a commercial.

~~

The scene switches to the backstage area. It focuses on the Television title that is propped on a table before widening it's focus to see the Television Champion herself. Minx appears to be getting ready for her title defense as she leans over, attempting to stretch and warm up before her time slot. As she leans over a shadow appears above her. She rises to see who dared to interrupt her in this moment leading up to her match. Minx shoots a grin immediately at the sight of the individual.

Minx: Well, look who we have here.

Oliver: ‘ello crumpet.

The IPW World Champion Oliver Black stood, staring down over his silver aviator glasses at Minx. His Cheshire grin matching her own.

Minx: The world champion in flesh. Oh, I am simply not worthy.

She teases as she finishes up for stretches before giving Oliver her full attention.

Minx: It's a real shame how things went down last Chaos, innit? It seems to me that it was a result of a lack of communication mixed with some shenanigans. Such a shame they get to have all the fun.

Oliver's expression turns smug at the thought of Corey Lazarus lacky holding down his legs making him unable to kick out two weeks prior.

Oliver: While they may have had all the fun. Those who laugh last laugh the loudest… which is exactly while I am here darling, with a proposition…

Black's eyebrows raise above his glasses with a curious, and playful expression. Minx takes a moment as she thinks, before nodding.

Minx: A proposition, you say? Go on..

Oliver strokes his beard with ill intent.

Oliver: Well I'm sure you have heard the age old adage, the enemy of my enemy is my friend…. And well there IS a new tag team tournament… I am sure you can follow where I'm going with this, crumpet.

Minx: I follow, but it's a bit of a greedy thing to do, innit? I’ve got this lovely and prestigious Television Championship. And well you've got…

She pauses trying to choose her words lightly. In the past, Minx has been very vocal in comparing the two titles. However, this was probably not something that would be bright to do face to face.

Minx: You've got yours. However, the idea of it is tempting. There is strength in numbers, afterall.

Oliver: Well Minxy I would be lying if I said greed wasn't in my wheelhouse. The tag team championships aren't my goal, but after last weeks monstrosity… ensuring that it doesn't fall into the wrong teams hands IS.

Oliver glances at the World Championship upon his shoulder before slowly glancing at his other empty one.

Oliver: Then again in strictly the worst case scenario… god did give me two shoulders for a reason!

Oliver hesitantly holds out his hand to the television champion.

Oliver: So what you say, crumpet?

Minx: I think I would be foolish to turn down such an offer. But I think this time we would be better off following your lead.

The Television Champion refers to her declaring herself as “Team Captain” the past Chaos, and things not turning out the way she intended them to. She reaches out and shakes his hand.

The scene fades.

~~

Torres: The following TAG TEAM match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

“Vanity” by Christina Aguilera plays as Brianna Rissi makes her way out to the ring.

As "What You Gonna Do About It?" by Flux Pavillon hits the P.A. System, Corey Lazarus emerges with a stride in his step, a smile on his face regardless of the reaction he receives, and a sleaze aura that radiates from his pores. He treats his brown leather jacket with such high regards, he'll tell anyone within arms reach and outstretched hands for acknowledging to mind it, not really the hand-slapping type himself. If he sees someone recording his entrance with a mobile phone, especially if they're an attractive female, he'll break his no-touching clause to swipe their phone and take a selfie of himself for their Corey Lazarus fan page, it's the least he can do. He still wants the fans approval though, so he'll give you a few gestures of acknowledgement, but more often than not he'll lay against the top ropes of his corner, a lackadaisical way to either await his opponent or get across his otherwise care-free attitude. He isn't afraid to stick his hand down the front of his trunks and blow you a kiss with the same hand, be you his opponent or just the luckiest lady in the place.

Nelson: The team of “The Rightful Champion” Corey Lazarus and his girlfriend, Brianna Rissi, is seemingly really good on paper. But after last time, everyone has to be wondering if Lazarus still has what it takes to compete?

Crumb: He was the first Icon eliminated that can’t be erased, but he and his manager Lucien did help out throughout the rest of the match. You could even say he saved it and helped his team win.

Rose: Yeah… if it wasn’t for him, ASStrid wouldn’t have won the match. I’ve always wondered why Brianna Rissi insists on hanging around and being friendly with that cow. She can do so much better than ASStrid.

"Frankenstain" plays as Willow walks out to a roar of boos as she didn't let that bother her as she was in a trance her body swaying around as she walks down the ramp as she gets into the ring she sits on the bottom turnbuckle as she looks up at the ceiling muttering things to herself as her theme dies down.

“Zombie” by Bad Wolves begins to play as fog fills the stage. From under the stage Xstatic rises up while sitting on a throne. Once the throne is risen Xstatic gets up and begins walking down to the ring and slides in. He moves to the corner and grabs the toprope doing some stretches.

Nelson: These are the only remaining two members of Dark Karnival and from what I have heard, Xstatic tried reaching out to Astrid Sedin, offering their services and protection of sorts when things started going screwy for her. But she flat out turned them down and seemingly took Acrimony’s side.

Crumb: And after getting taken out by Seth Owens and Acrimony, that has to be sitting in the back of Xstatic’s head. So he’s got to be coming out here tonight looking to show how that was all a fluke.

Rose: Don’t be forgetting about Willow Rainn. She’s been on a tear lately, winning matches left and right and she’s wanting to keep her winning streak intact after winning on the last Chaos.

Corey and Brianna briefly discuss which of them is better suited to start the match. Brianna decides that she will get things started for her team as Xstatic does the same for his. The referee looks at both Icons in the ring to make sure they are ready before calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Brianna Rissi and “The Rightful Champion” Corey Lazarus vs. Dark Karnevil (Willow Rainn and Xstatic)---

Almost immediately, Brianna tries to put her speed on display. She charges across the ring and hits Xstatic with a series of chops.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Xstatic fires off a wild clothesline to try and take down Brianna, though she ducks underneath the attempt. Brianna leaps into the air and hits Xstatic with a dropkick! Xstatic hits the mat hard as Brianna looks over toward Corey and smirks. Corey blows her kiss. Brianna bounces off of the ropes and tries to hit Xstatic before he can make it back up to his feet. Unfortunately for her, Xstatic pops up to his feet, lifts her into the air, and slams her down to the mat with a Samoan drop! Brianna rolls over toward the nearest turnbuckle and uses it to pull herself back up to her feet. Xstatic charges into the corner and hit her with a clothesline! Xstatic pulls her toward the middle of the ring and launches Brianna over his head. Brianna crashes hard to the mat but pulls herself back up.

Nelson: Rissi was quick to take the fight to Xstatic but that quickly fizzled out as he quickly turned things around.

Crumb: I’m not to worried about this because Brianna is smart in the ring and she knows what she’s doing.

Rose: It pains me to say it but she’s the best Lady Icon that this company has to offer and that really has to be a pain to our esteemed owner given her last name.

Xstatic glares at her for a moment. Once Brianna is standing, Xstatic charges and hits Brianna with a kick to the ribs. He follows it up with a second and then a third. Xstatic pulls Brianna in and powers her into the air, trying to set her up for a powerbomb!

Brianna manages to hit Xstatic with a hard right hand to block the attempt before reversing the attempt with a hurricanrana! Xstatic rolls back up to his feet as Brianna hurries over and tries to hit him with a running knee. Xstatic cuts her off with a back elbow smash! Xstatic grabs Brianna and throws her into his corner of the ring, tagging Willow Rainn into the match a few seconds later.

Nelson: Xstatic is not letting Rissi get away from him and he is taking the fight to her like he is trying to leave a message!

Crumb: And with tagging in the fresh Willow, things aren’t really looking too good for Brianna. She needs to get over there and tag in Corey.

Rose: I don’t know how much of a help is going to be. All he really likes to do is run his mouth and he’s only been impressive once and even then he got lucky.

Willow steps in and walks around the ring, getting the fans riled up. Xstatic hits Brianna with another back elbow smash! He then throws Brianna toward the middle of the ring, Willow grabbing her and slamming her down to the mat with a back body drop!

Nelson: The level of sheer brutality that is going on… Corey Lazarus has to step in here and do something or Rissi is going to get knocked clean out.

Crumb: I don’t think he really cares to be honest. If you haven’t noticed, he’s been pretty much about himself for weeks now.

Rose: If he won’t do something then he’s just going to solidify his status as a coward. I would’ve thought of all the people he’d want to help it’d be Brianna.

Willow turns around and looks at Brianna on the mat. She pauses for a moment and shakes her head. Willow then turns toward Corey and yells out "YOU ARE NOTHING" before turning toward Brianna and yelling the same. Willow bounces off of the ropes and hops over Brianna. She bounces off of the ropes again but before she can do anything, Brianna pops up to her feet and cuts Willow off with an enziguri! Willow stumbles about from the impact. Brianna hurries over to her corner of the ring and tags Corey into the match!

Nelson: Finally! Let s see if Corey Lazarus can uphold his “rightful champion” moniker.

Crumb: Willow Rainn and Xstatic didn’t go lightly on Brianna so I doubt that things are going to change with Corey unless he does something drastic.

Rose: With an ego his size… we can only wait and see what happens.

Brianna cuts a charging Willow off with a drop-toe-hold as Corey steps into the ring, bounces off of the ropes, and hitting Willow with a running senton! Corey goes for the cover.

One...

Two...

Thr...KICK OUT!

Nelson: OOH! Lazarus almost won the match for his team. The referee’s hand was so close to slapping the mat for that three.

Crumb: Close doesn’t cut it though. Corey is going to have to do a lot more than what he has if he wants to get either of his opponents down for the count.

Rose: Can I go take a pee break now? This match is boring as hell….

Corey grabs Willow and hits her in the mouth with a forearm shot! The self-proclaimed Rightful Champion follows it up with a second and then a third. Corey then drives his knee into Willow’s ribs and tries to set her up for a fameasser! Willow ducks out of the way at the last possible second. Corey’s behind hits the mat and his eyes go wide in pain.

Willow grabs him and tries to drag him back up to him feet. She delivers a series of European uppercuts to knock Corey off balance. Corey grabs the ropes as Willow picks up speed and charges---only to have Corey try to kick Willow in the mouth! Willow grabs Corey’s leg and delivers a dragon screw! Corey hits the mat hard. Willow lifts him up and tries to get him into position for a Deadly Poisoned Kisses (running bulldog that goes into the walls of Jericho) but Corey is able to escape to his corner!

Brianna gives words of encouragement to Corey. Willow charges at Corey from behind and hits him in the back of the head! She then hoists Corey into the air and slams him down to the mat with a belly-to-back snap suplex! Willow hooks the leg as she covers.

One…

Two...

Thr...KICK OUT!

Nelson: And just like that Corey Lazarus has turned into the personal whipping boy of Willow Rainn. This is not how a ‘champion’ should be in the ring.

Crumb: I think Brianna needs to get back in there and save it. I don’t know how much more Corey’s going to be able to take after that suplex. Willow almost got the three count on him.

Rose: Why am I not surprised?

Willow grabs hold of Corey’s arm, trying to set him up for a short-arm clothesline. The fans give a mixed reaction as she connects! She drags Corey up to his feet. Corey desperately reaches out to Brianna, who is busy trying to get the fans riled up for Corey. When she notices that Corey is actually going for the tag, it is too late for Corey, as Willow connects with a second clothesline!

Nelson: Rainn is putting on a clinic here. Lazarus has got to come up with something or his team is not going to be walking out victorious.

Crumb: Maybe what the gossip has been saying is true, Brianna would do better in Queen Bees than this.

Rose: And that would be a complete disservice to the talent of Brianna.

Willow turns her attention toward Brianna for a moment and seductively licks her lips. Frowning, Brianna tries to cheer Corey on! The Rightful Champion takes advantage of the opening by shoving Willow away. She bounces off of the ropes, Corey leaps into the air, and hits her with Instant Classic (jumping cutter)!

Nelson: This is it! This is it!

Crumb: Corey hit the Instant Classic on Willow!

Willow drops to the mat as Corey immediately tries to rile the fans up instead of going for the pin. Brianna cheers her boyfriend on.

Rose: But why isn’t that loudmouth idiot going for the cover?!

Willow rolls over toward her corner of the ring. She tags Xstatic into the match. Brianna tries to tell Corey to focus, but he stays playing to the crowd.

Nelson: There it is… the ego and cockiness of Corey Lazarus coming into play. He really needs to listen to Rissi and focus.

Crumb: That hit though did rock Willow. Otherwise she wouldn’t have tagged out of the match.

Rose: Well Corey better stop with this malarky or he’s going to cost Brianna the match.

Corey finally turns around, ready to focus his attention on who he believes is Willow Rainn. Unfortunately for him, he eats The MonarcKnee (ripcord jumping knee) from Xstatic for his mistake. Xstatic goes for the cover, hooks the leg.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winners of this match...Xstatic and Willow Rainn...Dark Karnevil!!!

Nelson: Well it looks like we were all right. Corey Lazarus let his ego get in the way and the gloating cost him.

Crumb: I feel bad for Brianna… this wouldn’t have happened if she was teamed up with Astrid. But congrats to Dark Karnevil nonetheless.

Rose: ASStrid is leaving… so Brianna is going to be stuck in tag team matches like this more often.

Astrid Sedin is seen walking through the backstage area, hands seemingly clutching at her hair like she was trying to rip it out. Her eyes were wide and dark, her breath heavy as she walked up to one of the makeup mirrors. Her hair was clearly a mess as Astrid lowered her hands from her head and put them on the table. But the thing that was looking back at her, was not Astrid Sedin. The darkened eyes and messy high pigtails of Dastrid, the twisted form of our Iconic Queen, had a smile on her face that would make even the meanest of people tremble with fear. Astrid’s breathing remained heavy as she looked into Dastrid’s black eyes.

Astrid: What the hell are you doing here? Why now?

Dastrid: I told you… I’m taking control.

Astrid: No… no… I’m not going to let you.

Dastrid: Fight all you want little girl… but your efforts to push me away are going to prove to be futile.

Astrid hunched her posture slightly as Dastrid stood straight, folding her arms under her breasts as she continued to look at the Iconic Queen with a twisted smirk upon her face.

Dastrid: So… why don’t you tell me how it felt to get your hands on the gold digging attention seeking whore?

Astrid lowered her head as she took a deep breath.

Dastrid: Come on… spit it out.

Astrid: I’m not going to lie that it felt good… damn did it feel good. But why did he have to send Olivia F*ck*ng Rhodes down? Does he not remember I replaced the bitch in EHWF?

Dastrid: You better not be telling me that you’re afraid of someone whose job you took.

Astrid: No… I’m not. But I had Penny right the hell where I wanted her and I’m PISSED.

Dastrid: Pfft! The question still reminds though… did your ass kicking of Penelope Cassidy send the message you were hoping to send?

Astrid: I have no clue… no clue whatsoever. I have so many emotions running through my body right now… I… I…

Astrid slammed her fists down on the tabletop and screamed. Dastrid looked on, that smirk never fading as she could tell that Astrid was starting to fold and become… well her. Astrid’s breathing slowly starts to become labored as she stifles the urge of wanting to trash everything around her.

Astrid: Shut… the… hell… up!

Astrid brings her head back up, staring directly at her reflection/Dastrid.

Astrid: If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be in this position. You couldn’t stay away could you? You had to swoop in and ruin my life again.

Dastrid: You ruined your own life because you tried to suppress me. If you would just embrace your dark side, let me flourish instead of being such a combative bitch… we wouldn’t be in this situation and you’d still be in Joshua’s bed, getting that good good every night.

Astrid: I’m not listening to this anymore! I’ve got other sh*t on my plate that I’ve got to deal with this week.

Astrid (still visibly frustrated) punches the mirror and cracks it a bit. She turns to run away but…

BAM!!

… she crashes straight into Joshua.

Astrid: I....

Suddenly the feelings of love she had towards him as well as the feeling of hurt suddenly comes rushing back. She fights like hell to keep her emotions from showing… but this was the first time she’d seen him in around two weeks.

Astrid: Josh…

Samson: Astrid.

Astrid: Sorry, I… I didn’t know you were close. I didn’t mean to crash into you… my apologies.

Joshua straightens his suit after the collision. A certain level of nervousness can been seen in his eyes. Astrid can see that he’s wearing the Rolex that she’d gotten him for Valentine’s Day.

Samson: Yeah, it’s no biggie.

Astrid: You’re looking good tonight, but then again that is nothing different for you. I’m glad you like the watch.

A slight smile starts to form upon her lips. He instinctively touches the Rolex around his left wrist.

Samson: Thank you for this. I was surprised to find it in my office.

Astrid: I was hoping to give it to you in person… but then things happened the way they did. I didn’t think you’d want to see me and it was the only way I could get it to you.

Samson: Right. So…

He peers uncomfortably about.

Samson: Well I should really get back to my office to check on Pe---to check on business.

Astrid could sense he was slipping away.

Astrid: Can you do me a favor? I need you to 302 me. Please… help me Josh…

No longer can she fight it and tears start forming in her eyes, causing them to glaze over.

Astrid: I need help and what I’m trying isn’t working… please. I miss you.

Astrid reaches out and gently took his hand in hers for a few moments. Staring down at the hand lock, Joshua slowly shakes his head and pulls his hand away.

Samson: I can’t believe you would ask me to do something like that, Astrid! After everything I went through with Kelli, do you think I could once again commit another wife to an institution?! There is no way on Earth!

Astrid: Why won’t you help me? I need help… you told me I need help. I’m trying to do this… but I’m crumbling… I love you and I want to fix myself so I can fix us. I didn’t mean for things to turn out the way they did. I apologized already and I want to fight for us because I… I love you with every fiber of my being. So please… help me get the help that I need. I swear I’m not like Kelli… I want to get fixed for us. I know you were hurt by her and I didn’t mean to hurt you and it was… it’s been weighing on my mind and I feel so horrible that I hurt you.

She grabs a handful of hair at the crown of her head as a huge sigh escapes from her lips.

Astrid: I’m dying inside each day that we’re apart. I want to come home to you… to us. Please…

She reaches up and gently places her hand on the side of his face, caressing his cheek as she looks deep into his eyes.

Astrid: I’m so sorry baby.

Samson: Astrid?

Astrid: Yes…

Samson: For a moment there, looking into your eyes, you didn’t seem like you.

He shakes his head as if to clear the proverbial cobwebs.

Samson: I help you financially anyway I can, Astrid, but I won’t be a part of having you “302ed”. I can’t, I won’t do it.

Astrid: OK…

She lowers her hand down, putting it back at her side.

Astrid: Thanks anyway.

Samson: Now that you’ve proven whatever point you were trying to make with that bullcrap earlier in the ring, you can go back home to West Chester, get better, and live your life in a less toxic way.

Astrid: I don’t want to go back to West Chester. It hasn’t been home for me in a long time. Home for me is Brentwood… home for me is you. I don’t want to leave… I want to fight for you. I want to show you that I am the woman that you married.

She takes hold of his face, one hand on each side and she looked deep into his eyes.

Astrid: Like I said on the phone, I royally f*cked up and I can’t begin… I’m sorry. I want to fix the wrongs and banish the darkness… I want to come home to you… to us… I love you. I… LOVE… YOU!

Before she could even think about stopping, her love for this man took over and she pulls his face down towards hers and presses her lips to his. His posture relaxes as he brings his arms to wrap around her small waist, his lips pressing against hers.

Samson: Astrid...I..I…

Joshua quickly pushes her away.

Samson: I can’t. I’m sorry about I can’t.

Astrid: I’m sorry… it was my fault.

She tucks her hair behind her ear before she straightens his tie.

Samson: You should just leave, Astrid. There is nothing left for you here. I’ve signed off on your resignation paperwork. I’ve already talked to the attorney about the divorce paperwork as well.

The look on Astrid’s face… changes so quickly. Her face drops, the tears flowing down her cheeks.

Astrid: I don’t want a divorce! Why can’t you see that I don’t want to leave? I’m not Kelli. I want to fight for you and banish my demons. Please…

Samson: I don’t want to rehash all of this over again, Astrid. Just...just...just go away. Go...away...

The tears start to flow even more, causing her mascara and eyeliner to run down her cheek. Astrid opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Feeling defeated, she turns and walks down the hall and away from Joshua.

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Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

“Dead Wrong” by Notorious B.I.G. blares as a small army of Chucky dolls carrying knives stands at the ready on the ramp, Eddy appears in overalls and a red and yellow striped sweater, wearing blue eye contact, with his usual red dye hair, sort of looking like a giant zombified Chucky doll. He then walks up to the ring, greeting kids wearing his face paint until he gets into the ring, stands in the center, and roars while raising his knife. The midgets in Chucky costumes then leave and the match goes on.

Nelson: Eddy Poe is coming out here for his second match in Iconic Professional Wrestling and he is hoping that this time things work out in his favor.

Crumb: He’s got a storied history with Erik Holland and we saw it play out first hand at Chaos “Love Hurts”.

Rose: I don’t even see why he’s here. He’s not even in IPW so he needs to go back to where he came from.

The lights go dark as "Miami Showdown" begins to play over the speakers. A single spotlight races up the ramp to the top of the stage. There Aaron Kostan steps into the halo of light, a hood covering his head, and stretches his arms out wide. He takes a deep breath as he drinks in the crowd's cheers. For a moment, his lips move in silent prayer as he looks upward. Then, at the thirty second mark he finally drops his arms, throws back the hood, and beings to walk to the ring as the spotlight follows him. When he gets to the ring he walks calmly up the steps and, with a final scan of the crowd, he steps through the ropes.

Nelson: Aaron Kostan made his return to Iconic Professional Wrestling at Chaos “Love Hurts” and it did not turn out the way that he had hoped.

Crumb: Well considering he was teamed with Oliver Black who’s been a thorn in his side for weeks before his loss and following hiatus, did you think things would turn out?

Rose: That team was thrown together and made no sense. The odds were stacked against our first ever IPW Heavyweight Champion.

DING DING DING!!

---”The Slasher” Eddy Poe vs. “The Artist” Aaron Kostan---

Kostan and Poe circle each other for a few moments. Eddy goes in to grapple and Aaron smacks him with a left jab that stops him in his tracks. Eddy stands up straight again and rubs his nose with the back of his hand. Smirking he goes back in taking a wild swing at Aaron, who side steps the punch and resumes circling his opponent. Eddy shrugs off the failed attempt and pulls back in his stance to wait for Aaron to step in. Aaron does and Eddy is able to take his back with a German suplex. Aaron is able to get an elbow to stop him, Eddy releases the hold and steps back.

Nelson: I did not think Kostan would fall for that as easily as Poe thought. Eddy Poe does not really know how the Icons of Icons Professional Wrestling work.

Crumb: But then Aaron hadn’t been seen around IPW for a few weeks after losing at Chaos “Christmas Clash”.

Rose: He went through hell in that match and you chastise him for taking some time off to heal?

Aaron begins to lay into Eddy with a combination of rights and lefts. He sends him into the corner. Eddy, realizing he is in trouble, counters with an elbow smash that sends Aaron to his knees long enough for Eddy to hit him with a DDT. The crowd erupts as both men scramble to their feet, Aaron looking a bit slower than Eddy at the moment.

Both men are up on their feet again and neither wants to give an inch. Aaron gets in Eddy’s face wagging his finger. Eddy smacks his hand out of his face and pushes him. Kostan returns the push. Kostan hits Eddy with a right, then another. He whips Eddy into a corner. Aaron rushes in and hits Eddy with a flying knee before sending him to the mat with a swinging tornado DDT.

Nelson: Kostan is looking impressive the longer that this match goes on. I hope that he is back to being the competitor we grew to know leading up to his championship win.

Crumb: Why only leading up to the win?

Rose: Because then after that Aaron started slacking and losing.

Before Eddy can stand, Aaron is at him. The Artist has his knee to Eddy’s back and is wrenching back on a chin lock. Eddy stretches his arms out and tries to shift his weight to throw off Aaron’s hold. Kostan wrenches back, causing Eddy to scream out in pain. Aaron releases the hold.

Nelson: Kostan knows full well he is not going to put Eddy Poe out with a chin lock.

Rose: Has anyone ever won a match with one of those?

Eddy climbs to his feet. Aaron runs in and hits Eddy with a discus elbow. Eddy wobbles and Aaron connects with a superkick causing the Slasher to fall to the mat like a felled tree! The crowd erupts as Aaron runs to the corner and with a single leap is on the top rope. He leaps off with a diving elbow drop. Eddy is able to roll out of the way at the last minute and Aaron crashes to the mat hard. Eddy pulls himself up by the ropes. Aaron gets back to his knees. Eddy runs and hits Aaron with Tenshi No Yah (running forearm to kneeling opponent)!

Nelson: Eddy Poe saw and opening and he used it to his advantage, taking Aaron out with a wicked hard Tenshi No Yah!

Crumb: And that rocked him too because he’s still on the mat.

Rose: Y’all are so negative sometimes that it bothers me.

Eddy grabs the former Heavyweight Champion by the feet and kicks the inside of his knees with sharp kicks before dropping into an Indian Deathlock. Aaron thrashes around but can’t find the rope anywhere. Aaron shakes his head back and forth, trying to ignore the pain. He starts to turn but Eddy just laughs and bridges his back to sharpen the pressure on Aaron’s legs. Aaron cries out while balling up his fists. He pounds on the mat trying to psyche himself up to turn over the hold.

Crumb: Oh, is Aaron going to tap here?

Rose: Yes please. I’ve got to take a piss.

Aaron eventually begins to lose steam; his energy begins to fade as the time he is in the deathlock increases. Aaron falls back on the mat, his eyes fluttering… trying to fight through the pain.

Nelson: Kostan has to be careful, if he does not figure out something quick he may go out.

Suddenly Aaron’s eyes open wide as he grits his teeth and tries to toughen it out. He manages t turn over the hold, now inflicting damage on Eddy’s legs. Eddy breaks the hold, scrambling to get back to his feet. Aaron kips up much to the astonishment of the crowd.

Crowd: LET’S GO, AARON!! LET’S GO, AARON!!

Eddy takes a swing at Aaron, who again, side steps and uses an armdrag to position Eddy in a crossface.

Nelson: Another attempt at a submission hold here by Kostan. Will this one work out for him?

Crumb: After what I saw last week in Poe’s match against Erik Holland, I don’t think he’d give up that easily and tap.

Rose: I still have to pee so I need this to end tout suite.

Eddy fights for as long as he can. His eyes start to get heavy as Kostan applies more pressure to his neck. Eddy shakes his head while Aaron yells out as he pulls back on the hold.

Nelson: Kostan is wrenching that hold back, giving all his energy to it.

Crumb: And Eddy still shows no signs of tapping out. He is fighting it like hell.

Rose: *snoring noises*

Eddy is able to turn his legs out and loosen Aaron’s grip. He is able to turn on his back and with a quick chop, he frees his trapped arm. The crowd begins to chant.

Crowd: LET’S GO, EDDY!! LET’S GO, EDDY!!

Nelson: How did Eddy Poe manage to get out of that crossface? Aaron Kostan had that thing locked in hard!

Crumb: Eddy is a seasoned wrestling veteran whilst Aaron has been wrestling for what… a year?

Rose: Well I don’t think he should be here. This is IPW and he’s definitely not iconic and doesn’t know how to be. So he can go back to whatever rock he crawled out from under.

As Aaron climbs to his feet, Eddy attempts to whip him against the ropes. Aaron reverses and sends Eddy bouncing off of the rope. He kicks Eddy in the stomach, lifts him onto his shoulders, and drops him with his Finale (Argentine DDT)!

Nelson: There it is!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS AARON KOSTAN HIT FINALE ON EDDY POE?!

Rose: Probably, “thank god this boring ass match is finally over!”

Aaron covers.

One…

Two…

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Aaron Kostan!!

Nelson: And the losing streak has been snapped! Aaron Kostan has picked up the victory!

Crumb: And it was a well deserved and impressive one at that.

Rose: Now if Eddy Poe could just go away that would be great.

The scene fades in on the backstage area to Corey Lazarus, a slight pout upon his lips, as changes The Rightful Championship from one shoulder to the other.

Lazarus: I am the Rightful Champion! I shouldn’t be having to deal with…

Before he can finish his train of thought, he is attacked him from behind, causing him to fall into a black cargo crate. As he falls, the camera pans back to show that it is the IPW Television Champion, Minx. She turns her head and looks off to the side as the IPW Heavyweight Champion, Oliver Black, comes from the right hand side of the frame and drives a knee into Corey’s temple. He grabs hold of Corey’s face.

Black: Did you think we would let you get away with that bullsh*t from Chaos “Love Hurts”?

He pulls Lazarus up to his feet as Minx grabs The Rightful Championship belt. With an evil look upon his face, Oliver hits Corey with a spinning back kick directly to the gut that causes Lazarus to hunch over and grab at his abdomen. Minx then steps in and starts raining blows with the belt down upon the back of Corey, who can do nothing but curl up into the fetal position. Oliver and Minx then grab him by the ankles and start pulling him to the center of the hallway.

Voice: HEY!

Minx and Oliver have shocked looks on their faces when they turn and see the ominous frame of Lucien Viars, Corey Lazarus’ manager and bodyguard, standing not far away. Lucien tosses his sunglasses to the side and charges at the two of them. Both Oliver and Minx try to mount an offence, managing to hit a few punches and kicks, but the big man just pushes them backwards, causing them to stumble into the same crate they threw Corey into earlier.

Lucien grabs Corey’s arm in one hand and his Rightful Championship in the other before he starts to drag him off.

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Torres: The following match is for the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Championship! It is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

"Will you tell these fools I'm not crazy! Make them listen to me before it's too late!"

The arena suddenly goes completely pitch black.

"Listen to me. PLEASE listen. If you don't, if you won't...if you fail to understand, then the same incredible terror that's menacing me will STRIKE AT YOU!"

The driving drums and guitar of Whitechapel's instrumental called "Death Becomes Him" then barrel over the loudspeaker as everything explodes into a cacophony of poisonous looking green and white searchlights and strobes. The stage fills with white smoke as the fans pound the rails in time with the song. As the first riff is roared out, the spotlight finds Erik Holland throwing back the curtain and wandering out onto the stage, slowly, his head snatching around as if he doesn’t understand where he’s at. We see the panicked eyes, and the random grabbing and scratching at the hat and the mask. But he knows exactly where he’s at.

He slowly turns around once on stage, taking it all in, and then begins to make his way down to ringside, pinballing off the fans either side of the entryway, tagging hands and allowing them to grab at him, all the while yelling about what violent things he’s going to do to his opponent. He stops at ringside, looking up at the ring before darting towards the ring steps. He crouches in front of the cheering, moshing crowd, peering at them from over the railing, almost like a curious animal before he quickly ascends the steps onto the apron. Erik moves to the middle of the apron then stops, leaning back on the ropes, taking the noise and chaos in, drinking up every second of it, reveling in the chaos. Off comes the hat, he flings that into the crowd, same with his entrance mask.

Now heading into the ring he runs the ropes a couple times, before tearing off his jacket and SLAMMING it into the middle of the mat to illicit one more big cheer from the crowd, and then launches the jacket into the corner--nearly at the referee too! Erik then stalks to the opposite corner, pacing in front of it, physically begging the match to begin.

Nelson: Erik Holland was impressive at Chaos “Love Hurts” in his match against Eddy Poe.

Crumb: I still don’t think that it’s right Tapioca Joe took away Astrid Sedin’s title shot. We should be looking at her walking down here not Erik Holland.

Rose: You are up ASStrid’s ass, Todd. It’s a little bit sickening actually.

The arena dims to complete darkness. "Same Again" - the Slaves begins to play and a pink center spotlight appears at the top of the middler ramp with Minx standing front and center, back turned to the crowd. With a cheeky grin she slowly spins to face the crowd, banging her head along to the music. She stares wide-eyed at the crowd who seems unsure of what to make of her. Minx looks back and forth at each side of the crowd, before laughing maniacally. She jumps up and down in excitement, before walking down the ramp. She walks around the ring to the side where she climbs the ring. Minx grabs hold of the rope, before toppling over in a strange fashion. She laughs as she spins circles in the ring, coming to a stop at her respective corner.

Nelson: Minx has been impressive over her two title reigns and I think she was not expecting to be facing who she is.

Crumb: But I honestly don’t that is going to be hindering her tonight. She’s the IPW Television Champion for a reason and she’s going to show us that here tonight.

Rose: Oh come on! Even though she was expecting to face ASStrid, she should be well seasoned enough by now to not let something like that bother her.

Nelson: Also we would be remiss if we did not mention the new alliance formed tonight between Minx and Oliver Black.

Crumb: We just saw them jumping Corey Lazarus backstage!

The two Icons take their place in the ring, ready for the match to begin. Before it can, the lights dim as "Dead Wrong" by Notorious B.I.G. begins to play throughout the arena. After a few seconds, Eddy Poe makes his way down to the ring. He stops outside of the ring and simply shakes his head.

Nelson: What is Eddy Poe doing out here?!

Rose: We all know who he's focused on right now, Patticake! Maybe he's just here to watch...

Erik briefly focuses his attention on Eddy, stopping only when the referee calls for the bell making the match officially underway.

DING DING DING!!

---IPW Television Championship Match: “Wrestling’s Most Dangerous” Erik Holland vs. Minx---

Erik and Minx both approach each other near the center of the ring and begin to circle one another. Erik reaches out to grab Minx in an effort to take control of the match. Minx ducks underneath the attempt and immediately takes advantage of the opening. She hits Erik with a chop, and then a second, and then a third!

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

The impact of the blows knock Erik off balance. Minx tries to shoot Erik across the ring, though Erik responds by putting his strength on display. He pulls Minx in and tries to take Minx's head off with a clothesline! Minx ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Erik to turn around. Once he does, she leaps into the air and hits Erik with a dropkick!

Nelson: Minx’s actions really do not surprise me because she wants to get this match over with and walk out of here still the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Champion.

Crumb: She’s showing Erik Holland that even though he got a shot after one win, that she’s the champion and things are not going to be easy for him.

Rose: Go, Minx, go! Show that nobody how things are done here in IPW!

Erik stumbles around from the impact, but does remain on his feet. Eddy Poe continues to keep his eyes on the action in the ring. Minx bounces off of the ropes. Erik sees her coming and immediately cuts Minx off, hoisting her into the air, and slamming her down to the mat with a back body drop! Minx tries to pull herself back up to his feet, but Erik nails Minx in the mouth with an elbow shot! The impact sends Minx staggering. Erik lifts her into the air and proceeds to walk around the ring with her high above his head. Unfortunately for him, Minx frees herself lands on the mat behind him! She rolls Erik up in a schoolboy.

One…

Two...

Thre...KICK OUT!

Erik pops back up to his feet and immediately charges at Minx, only to have the TV Champ step toward Erik and kick him in the jaw with a superkick! The impact sends Erik crashing to the mat. Minx again goes for the cover.

One...

Two...

Th...Erik kicks out again!

Minx grabs Erik's right arm and begins to apply pressure to it in an effort to wear the bigger man down. She twists and pulls, Erik using the ropes to drag himself back up to his feet. Once he is standing, Erik uses his significant strength advantage to pull Minx in and hit her with a shoulderblock!

Minx releases the hold and staggers back, Erik trying to ignore the pain in his arm. Minx charges at Erik to try and keep the momentum on her side, only to have Erik slam her down to the mat with an STO! Shaking his head, Erik pulls Minx back up to her feet! Out on the floor, Eddy Poe continues to watch.

Nelson: Two quick pin attempts and one lucky move and it looks like Erik Holland has taken control of the match.

Crumb: I still wonder why in the hell is Eddy Poe doing out here?!

Rose: This isn’t the half rate wrestling company or whatever that they’ve come from. These two think that they can do whatever they want and it’s sickening!

Erik once again knocks Minx groggy with a back elbow smash! He then drives his knee into her ribs before hoisting her into the air, and setting Minx up for a corner powerbomb! Before he can slam Minx into the turnbuckle, she frees herself from his grasp. She lands on the mat behind Erik and runs him into the turnbuckle! She then rolls Erik up for the cover.

One...

Two...

Thre...Erik kicks out!

Nelson: Yet another close call there for Erik Holland as Minx has gone for three attempted pin covers now.

Crumb: She is fighting for a lot more than what Erik is fighting for. And she’s defeated the likes of Brianna Rissi.

Rose: And because she’s such a fighting champion I know that she knows what it takes to win this match. She’ll do whatever she has to.

Erik slowly pulls himself back up to one knee. Minx tries to cut Erik off by bouncing off of the ropes and attempting a shining wizard! Erik ducks underneath the attempt and causes Minx's knee to hit the mat instead! She nonetheless starts to pull herself back up to her feet---only to have Erik boot her in the gut and then drops her on her head with Human Harvest (jumping piledriver)!

Nelson: Oh. My. God.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS ERIK HOLLAND HAS HIT MINX WITH HIS HUMAN HARVEST!

Rose: I can’t believe I’m seeing what I am seeing. This cannot be happening!

Erik covers.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW Iconic Pro Wrestling Television Champion...Erik Holland!!!

Nelson: I cannot believe I am seeing what I am seeing!

Crumb: Minx was caught off guard and Erik Holland got lucky.

Rose: How in the hell did Minx… I’m flabbergasted!

Erik Holland is handed the TV title belt and celebrates his victory, when suddenly Eddy Poe decides to enter the ring. He immediately gets in Erik's face and begins to say something to him, Erik simply glaring at him the entire time. Eddy continues to talk, looking dangerously close to hitting the new TV Champion.

Nelson: This… this doesn’t surprise me by any sense of the imagination.

Crumb: Eddy Poe must really hate this guy for other reasons other than the fact he defeated him.

Rose: Can’t these two idiots just go away and continue this my d*ck is bigger than yours thing somewhere else?! This is a serious wrestling company.

The two stare each other down for a few seconds. Eddy then chuckles and mouths "We’re far from over!" The Slasher steps out of the ring and heads toward the back, leaving Erik alone in the ring.

Nelson: Well I guess that nothing else is going to be happening here.

Crumb: And we have a new Television Champion.

Rose: Part of me now wonders… what would’ve happened if ASStrid was in this and not Erik Holland?

Coming April 2019

~~

Torres: The following CHAOS MAIN EVENT is a NON-TITLE IPW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH set for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!!

The lights dim as the opening verse of “Toxic Pretender” by Vanna begin to play around the arena. After 13 seconds we hear the phrase “YOU F*CK*NG DISGUST ME!!” erupt as the lights flash in dark purple and red hues purple. In the shadows of the darkness Acrimony make his way onto the stage from behind the curtain. Walking to the far left side of the stage Acrimony stares out at the crowd from under the hood of his unzipped black hoodie. Walking back to the center of the stage, Acrimony drops to his knees and lets in a deep breath as he places both arms behind his head before pulling himself back to his feet and making his way down to the ring.

As Acrimony reaches the end of the entrance ramp, rolls under the bottom rope, and makes his way to the far right corner of the ring. Standing on the second turnbuckle Acrimony stretches his arms out wide as he keeps his head down before pulling them in to form an X under his chin. Lifting up his head up, Acrimony lets out a sick, sinister laugh to the crowd before fixating his gaze over at the announce table before hopping down off the turnbuckle. Taking a seat in the same corner, Acrimony runs his hands through his hair, pulling at it while he waits for the match to begin.

Nelson: Acrimony does not look impressed.

Rose: Does he ever?

Nelson: No, I suppose he does not.

Rose: So why would he start now?

The lights in the arena go out, the crowd pops as the pitch black twinkles with the light of cell phones. A slow melodic chime of reassembling a child's jack in the box plays through the speakers. A few lights flicker on stage, a guitar, base and drums all chim in slowly keeping beat with the creepy chimes. But then all goes silent.

NIGHTMARE!
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)

With the opening scream of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold echoes through the arena. The Nightmare Oliver Black pops up from a hole in the stage. The crowd erupts as Black stands center stage, black paint smeared under his eyes, a black nightmare bandana covering the lower half of his face.

Torres: Residing in Brooklyn New York... He is the reigning Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Champion... He is The Nightmare, Oliver Black!

With the announcement of his name the feathered shoulders of his entrance jacket burst open into a large pair of black wings! Oliver stands their a moment soaking in the crowds reaction, before making his way to the ring.

You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your f*ck*n' nightmare!

Nelson: This young man has made quite the name for himself and now he looks to take another step in cementing a legacy!

Rose: Whoa, whoa, whoa, let’s just hold the bull on this right there! Legacy? Are you seriously even listening to yourself right now?

Crumb: He was the longest reigning Anarchy Champion in EHWF history!

Rose: Still far, far too early to be using that word to describe him!

Acrimony nods as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Chaos Main Event: IPW Heavyweight Championship Non-Title Match: Acrimony vs. “The Nightmare” Oliver Black---

Acrimony walks out to meet Oliver before dropping to the mat, lying down on his back as flat as possible. Bewildered, Oliver stares at him. Acrimony motions at him to cover him. The crowd watches on in stunned silence, a few random fans murmuring along while a few others start to boo. Acrimony stretches his arms wide, inviting Oliver to take the cover.

Nelson: What in the world is Acrimony doing?

Rose: Giving punk ass Oliver what he wants?

Crumb: But this isn’t what he wanted at all!

Rose: Are you sure about that?

Oliver shrugs and goes for the cover. Acrimony rolls the Champ over into an inside cradle! Oliver kicks out before a count can be made and Acrimony rolls out to the floor. Smirking, Acrimony starts to walk around the corner of the ring and head into the aisle.

Nelson: I really hope Oliver Black did not think that things were going to be that easy for him. Sure he is the champion and all but come on...

Crumb: Acrimony was clearly playing possum and is toying with Oliver Black’s head.

Rose: I will say this, Acrimony looks happy with himself right now.

Acrimony is halfway up the rampway before he stops and turns to see the still stunned into silence Oliver, on one knee, and the referee staring at him from the middle of the ring. The referee motions at him to come back. Acrimony shrugs as he stands watching them in the ring. The referee calls to him again. Oliver stands up straight in the ring. Acrimony shrugs and the referee starts to count him out.

One...

Two...

Three...

Acrimony shrugs his shoulders again and starts to walk back to the ring, almost laughing as he goes. Oliver starts to step forward even as the count continues.

Four...

Five...

Acrimony reaches the ring, rolls in and then rolls right back out! The Unforgiven walks back to where he started a second ago on the rampway, leaving Oliver and the referee thunderstruck in the ring. The referee calls him back and Acrimony crosses his arms defiantly.

Nelson: What IS he doing?!

Rose: It’s genius...

Crumb: What is?

Rose: He’s… disappointing Oliver… again…

The referee calls Acrimony back to the ring but the Champion remains steadfast. Oliver walks over and holds the ropes open for him but Acrimony remains halfway up the ramp.

Nelson: Black wants a fight because after losing last time, he wants to show the world why he is the Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion.

Crumb: He really hasn’t done much of anything other than getting a lucky victory over Stasi Herveaux a couple weeks ago.

Rose: And look at what went and happened to her. She ran her mouth about the wrong thing, to the wrong person and got her just desserts.

The referee starts to count him out of the ring again.

One...

Two...

Three...

Acrimony doesn’t move as the crowd starts to boo vociferously in anger.

Four...

Five...

Oliver makes a move towards the ropes, but Acrimony turns and walks away, going the rest of the way up the ramp.

Six...

Seven...

Acrimony disappears through the curtain as Oliver stares at him in utter disbelief.

Eight...

Nine…

TEN!!

Nelson: Are you kidding me?!

Rose: I told you, Acrimony was both giving Oliver what he wanted AND disappointing him all over again!

Crumb: Is there a point to this though?

Rose: Bet your ass there is!

The referee calls for the bell as Oliver stands in shock. The crowd boos as the referee raises Oliver’s hand.

Torres: The winner of this match by way of a countout...Oliver Black!!!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS ACRIMONY WALKED AWAY FROM THIS MATCH AND GAVE OLIVER BLACK THE EASY WIN?!?!

Rose: This isn’t the way that Oliver Black wanted to win. But a win is a win so you know damn well that he’s going to take it.

Nelson: Acrimony was far from living up to the Iconic moniker. But part of me believes that this is not all that he had planned.

Oliver steps forward, walking to the ropes to stare out at the now empty rampway. The Nightmare shakes his head in disapproval. Suddenly Acrimony, steel chair in hand, jumps the railing behind him and dives into the ring. He runs over and hits a chair-aided spear that puts Oliver down hard!

Crumb: ACRIMONY IS BACK!

Acrimony is quickly back to his feet and starts blasting Oliver repeatedly in the back with the chair, hammering him again and again and again. The referee frantically calls for the bell.

Nelson: What the hell?!

Rose: I told you there was a point in there!

Crumb: That bastard!

Officials and security rush the ring. Acrimony begins blasting everyone that comes near him!

Nelson: Acrimony has completely lost it!

Rose: Has he, Patrick? This is Acrimony we’re talking about.

Acrimony nails the first referee and the first two security guards before turning on the original referee. With those four down, he blasts Oliver once again before turning to meet two more referees coming into the ring!

Nelson: Get this lunatic out of here! Nobody deserves this kind of treatment.

Crumb: Acrimony is making a statement, that he’s coming for Oliver Black and that he will do things on his terms and nobody else’s.

Rose: I could say that I’m surprised but that would be a lie.

Security rushes in and manages to gang tackle him from behind and wrestle him out of the ring. Acrimony continues laughing as trainers and EMTs rush out to check on all of the fallen personnel.

Nelson: Thank you for joining us on another edition of Chaos! I am Patrick Nelson, and on behalf of Todd Crumb and Rose Marie, we wish you all a goodnight!

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