TD: Later on tonight, I will also have the honour of revealing just who will be the IIWF's representative in the upcoming inter-federational Superstar Summit, which will be taking place in the first week of April at Wembley Stadium, London, England. But before all that, let's get up to the ring for tonight's opening encounter -- the British blueblood, Lord Byron, battles the Native American, Nightwing. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Lord Byron vs. Nightwing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= WRITER: DK [The crowd applauds as the coloured beams cast by the lighting rig above the ring spin out over the stands. Sparkplug Lee steps into the squared circle and raises his microphone:] RA: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Lancashire, England, he weighs in at 265 pounds, this is LORD BYRON! [The crowd jeers loudly as Byron appears at the head of the aisle, and walks calmly down to the ring. No expression is visible on Byron's face.] SR: Byron means business here tonight, and that spells trouble for the Native American goofball Nightwing. As far as I know, this goof is STILL fuming at the repossession of his little feathered friend by Cheshire. It's a stupid bird! TD: You know full well that Chiquois represents the Native American side of Nightwing, and Cheshire had no right to steal him from Nightwing. Cheshire will have his hands full when Nightwing gets him... Nightwing practically decapitated Cheshire last weekend. SR: After Cheshire had allready wrestled. Nightwing will get his, and even before Cheshire dishes it out, Lord Byron will give this goof some bruises right here! TD: Undoubtedly, Byron is capable of that feat. Nightwing has a real test in front of him, and with his mind on Cheshire, this will be a tough task for Nightwing to overcome. ["Native Son" by Byron Adams starts playing, and the crowd comes to life as the arena dims...] RA: And his opponent, from Cherokee, North Carolina, weighing 235 pounds, please welcome NIGHTWING! [The crowd comes to its feet as Nightwing appears at the head of the aisle. He holds a white lab coat and a pair of glasses up high...] SR: Wait a minute! That's Dr. Hinterhalt's outfit! What in the world is Nightwing doing with it? TD: I have no idea. This is as much of a surprise to me as it is to you or anyone else... SR: This better not mean what I think it means... [As Nightwing enters the ring, Lord Byron scoping him out, Cheshire comes flying down the aisleway pointing at the white lab coat and glasses! Nightwing turns around as Cheshire enters the ring screaming at Nightwing! The word "kidnapped" is clearly heard...] SR: I can't believe this! Nightwing kidnapped Dr. Hinderhalt! TD: It certainly appears that way... SR: Nail him, Cheshire! [Before Cheshire has a chance to conmpletely unload on Nightwing and vice versa, the Jobber Justice Squad, led by "Nifty" Ned Norton, fly into the ring and drag Cheshire away, meeting plenty of resistance. As Cheshire exits the ring, he shouts at Nightwing some more.] TD: What a way to start this match off... It appears that Nightwing is so frustrated with the loss of Chiquoit that he's kidnapped Cheshire's manager! SR: All over a stupid feathered fowl. TD: [pause] That's one way of stating it, I suppose. [As Nightwing watches Cheshire depart, Lord Byron comes up from behind and immediately takes him down with a waistlock, into a wrenching side chinlock...] SR: But now Nightwing is going to have to wrestle one of the best technical wrestlers alive today... [Byron switches into a body-scissors submission while keeping the chinlock on, wrenching the neck area and causing Nightwing to struggle towards the ropes. Byron releases his grip at the four-count, and Nightwing gets to his feet, looking warily across the ring at Byron. Nightwing walks towards him and tries to lock him up, but Byron ducks the collar attempt and takes Nightwing's legs out before yanking on a modified headlock, putting pressure under the chin. Nightwing rises to his feet and lifts Byron up, but Byron switches in midair, shifts his weight, falls forward, and snap-mares Nightwing over, and into a head-scissors...] TD: Is there anything Byron doesn't know how to do? SR: Actually, there is... He doesn't know how to lose. [Nightwing, frustrated by the offense of Byron, uses some power to maneuver to his feet while his head is still stuck in the scissors, then flips over the top and has Byron pinned! 1 -- Byron rotates and gets Nightwing back to the mat back first... 1 -- Nightwing continues the rotation and winds up in the origional position, pinning Byron... 1 -- Byron bridges up, then rolls Nightwing into an over the shoulder crucifix... 1 -- 2 -- KICKOUT! Nightwing is up fast, and kicks Byron in the gut as he gets up. Nightwing then suplexes Byron to the mat! POP! Nightwing locks on a tight chinlock, but Byron rotates into the move and back suplexes Nightwing to excape! Byron then goes back into the head-scissors...] TD: Byron is focusing him submissive style on the neck and shoulder area of Nightwing. If Nightwing doesn't find a way to speed the tempo up soon, he's going to be in a world of trouble! SR: Byron knows how to bend an opponent to his breaking point, and he executes well. That's key in this type of match. [As Byron continues to aplly pressure on Nightwing's neck, Marty Warnett appears, Intercontinental Championship in tow, in the crowd at ringside. The fans react to Marty's appearance with a loud pop, and Byron looks out of the ring and spots him. Byron simply grins, then concentrates on a Nightwing that is slowly inching towards tghe ropes... Nightwing extends a leg out and hooks them, and Byron breaks the count at four. Byron brings Nightwing out to center ring, then attempts a belly-to-belly suplex. Nightwing shifts his weight, spins out of the move, then sends a stinging knifeedge chop out that rocks Byron! Another chop sends Byron reeling into the corner! A third staggers Byron, and Nightwing closes with a HUGE lariat into the corner! Byron falls to his back on the canvas, and Nightwing is fired up!] TD: This is the tempo change that Nightwing needed badly, now he needs to capitalize on it! SR: Why did Walnut have to show up? Everything becomes so much less fun when he's around. TD: _Warnett_ is simply taking a look at Byron in preparation for his IC Title Defense. What's wrong with that? SR: The guy smells bad. TD: He does not, Steve. SR: Oh, it's you, then, is it, Dross? [Byron has staggered up and right into a textbook Northern Lights Suplex of Nightwing! 1 -- 2 -- Kickout! Nightwing brings Byron back up and whips him off the ropes, but Byron ducks a clothesline attempt, then changes a side suplex attempt into a spinning head-scissors roll! Byron then grabs Nightwing's leg, grapevines it, then bridges back! Before Byron can complete the Aristoclutch, Nightwing grabs the ropes, forcing Byron to abandon the attempt...] TD: This match was close to being over right there! SR: Is Byron sneaky quick or what? [As Nightwing gets to his feet, Byron actually runs off the ropes and hits a cross-body block! 1 -- 2 -- Kickout! Nightwing is sufficiently stunned to the point where Byron can perform a quick jawbreaker, putting Nightwing on the mat in pain! Byron then rolls to the outside, where him and Warnett engage in a shouting match!] TD: This is a mistake, Roberts! Byron should be concentrating inside the ring! Not on Warnett! SR: Oh, Nightwing is out on the canvas, Dross! Byron knows what he's doing... [As Byron continues to jaw with Warnett, Cheshire screams back down the aisleway, still enraged with the apparent kidnapping of Dr. Hinderhalt! The Jobber Justice Squad is still all over Cheshire, but Cheshire still gets in a few more choice words at ringside as Nightwing starts to get to his feet. As Byron continues to jaw with Warnett, Nightwing reaches over the ropes and grabs Byron by the hair, pulling him back up onto the apron! Nightwing prepares to bring Byron over the hard way...] TD: He's going to suplex him back into the ring! SR: We've got a lot of confrontations at ringside, Dross. This thing could break down at any minute! TD: Byron is up for the ride! [As Byron is lifted up by Nightwing, he hooks his feet on the underside of the top rope, causing Nightwing to fall back with Byron on top, his feet still on the top rope! 1 -- 2 -- 3! The ref turns around, but not in time to see Byron's feet on the ropes as Byron makes a hasty retreat out of the ring!] SR: Byron wins! What a clever move that was! TD: It was a tainted win! Warnett can't believe that that pin is going to stand! But it looks as if he's simply going to exit ringside. Nightwing is furious! SR: Shut up, you Native American wuss. TD: Cheshire is still surrounded bu the Jobber Justice Squad shouting at Nightwing, Nightwing is shouting back, and Byron heads up the aisle with a quick win! Warnett looks a bit unsatisfied as he walks out of the crowd... These are four men who will take it to each other in just two weeks at Ring Wars III. SR: And Cheshire will devour Nightwing while Lord Byron takes his rightful place as IIWF Intercontinental Champion.