MNB #473 - DALLAS

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WARNING:

This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE #473 | FEBRUARY 6TH 2017

LIVE! from the American Airlines Center in Dallas, Texas

EWC BRAWL
February 6th 2017
LIVE! from the American Airlines Center in Dallas, Texas
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart

"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena








The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history. From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to last weeks show in Florida

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Adatu Urakih, Alexis Morrison, Amis 'FN' Shelton, Andrew Jackson, Anthony Grunge, Ashton Drake, Carlos Cruz, Catharsis, Corey Smith, Eddie Crank, Emma Louise, Jack Tillman, Jazzlyn St James, John Blade, Jonathan Sullivan, Kim Hunter, Mark Storm, Michael O'Connor,Orion, Rachel Navarro, Tommy Esparza, Toshihiro Tsujiri and finally current EWC Undisputed Champion Jaden 'Xplode' Hunter

The opening pyros hit and here we go.




The energy in the American Airlines Center is electrifying.

Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.

A chant begins of

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Fireworks blast across the stage as the fans scream in delight. 

A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!  

The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!

The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display. 

As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello, Bennett and Carter are shown smiling.

The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Aiello: Hello and Welcome one and all to another sold out Monday Night Brawl. We are coming to you live from beautiful Dallas Texas, and with me as always are Steve Bennett and Max Carter. Of course, the talk of the town is last nights incredible Super Bowl in Houston, where the New England Patriots came back from being down 21-0 to win in the first ever Super Bowl to reach Over-Time

Bennett: Look, Tom Brady has taken a beating over the years and deservedly so, but last night, he fucking showed the entire world what he was made of. He willed the Patriots back to life and led them to victory. Five Super Bowls for the guy. Love him or not, last nights performance demands respect

Carter: Roger Goodell couldn't get off that platform any quicker then he did. You could tell it was awkward as all hell when Kraft had to listen to Roger congratulate them. I bet Brady would love another suspension next year, so he can rest 4 games once more. 

Aiello: And yet another Regular Season MVP fails to win the Super Bowl. It's happened every time since the year 2000. Almost a bigger curse than the Madden Curse

Bennett: Shut the hell up with these curses. Fuck. There is a curse for you. Shit. And another one.

Aiello: We have an action packed show for you tonight. So much happened behind the scenes last week, and then ringside and in the ring, last week was an absolute gong show at times, but all of that is fueling tonight's slug fest where a number of new and old feuds are coming to a head

Bennett: Three Monday's from now is Hardcore Revolution, and I am more than positive we will start seeing some seeds planted tonight and next week as to who from BRAWL will be facing each other

Carter: We have something going on backstage .. 

We cut to the backstage where John Blade is spotted inside the personal training room of President Mac

Blade: Mr Mac thank you for meeting with me again. I took your advice and I won my match. Now I ask that you please take me seriously and give me an opportunity to win a title

John pauses before continuing

Blade: If you just give me ...

President Mac enters the scene and sits down ... he pauses and then starts to speak

Mac: John, I don't know how you keep getting these meetings with me, nor do I appreciate you talking to me while I'm in the bathroom. It's creepy and just weird

Mac smirks as John looks down ashamed

Mac:  Look kid, I appreciate how excited you are ... but I've told you a million times before, you need to earn a title shot. You are 2-1, that's a solid start. That's a very good start. Come back and see me when that win total hits 5 or 6. If you can get 5 more wins, and keep that loss total to 1 or 2, then I'd say you'd be in a good position for a title shot

Mac pats John Blade on the shoulder and escorts him out of the room. Before John can turn around the door is already closed

Blade: I just want my sho...

Before John can finish his thought, newly signed Chase Rex walks down the hall

Chase: Who the hell are you?

Blade: I'm Joh...

Before John can finish, Chase Rex kicks him in the groin and then slams Johns head into the wall, knocking him out instantly

Chase: I decided I didn't give a shit. Welcome to my world

Chase spits on John and walks away

Aiello: Yikes, Chase Rex was just signed last week and he is already making his presence in the EWC known by attacking one of the fan favorites in John Blade backstage

Bennett: I like him already

Carter: Ladies and Gentlemen we need to cut to a commercial break, but don't go anywhere we'll be right back with our first match of the night!

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SHOW OPENER
CODE NAME: PHANTOM
VS SETH

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Code Name: Phantom and Seth were both making their debuts here tonight in Dallas. Big Daddy came out with an all out attack and quickly got the fans behind him as he absolutely dominated Phantom. As Seth landed "Hello From The Main Island" he picked up the 3 count, but sadly Phantom laid motionless in a moment that scared even Seth has he screamed for the medical team to come out.

It was a victory Seth will never forget, as it unfortuntaely looks to have ended the career of Code Name: Phantom. Phantom managed to give a thumbs up which got a big pop from the fans. Seth followed along with the stretcher to ensure Phantom made it to the hospital ok

WINNER: Seth

TAG TEAM MATCH
PERRO & MR JONES
VS DONKEY PUNCH

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It was a very tough night for The Pack, already losing Code Name: Phantom which clearly weighed heavily on the minds of Perro and Mr Jones. Neither man could muster even a single amount of offense in this match as Donkey Punch easily and quickly defeated Perro and Mr Jones

The highlight of the match was when Donkey Punch hit both the Kentucky Fried and Richmond Poorman on the night in back to back fashion.

WINNERS: Donkey Punch

The lights dim before a few flickering pastel-colored spotlights begin to light up the members of the audience. Ultimately, the rapidly-pulsing lights form one rose pink colored spotlight on the center stage, where Jazzlyn stands in the center of that dull-hued light with a big grin. Her lean body wears a blue "Combo Loading" Mikey Carson shirt that's been sliced up into a tanktop that bares a few inches of her trim stomach, black leggings, and knee-high brown combat boots that those leggings are tucked into. Her multi-colored hair is secured in a ponytail, a few wisps loose and hanging in front of her face. She turned around, per her usual entrance, but instead of showing off her ring coat - she showed off the back decal of the UCI Intercontinental Champion's t-shirt.

While "Karate" by Babymetal reached a crescendo of Japanese notes and power beats, she turned on her heels and excitedly bopped down the ramp. One hand reached out to the side, collecting high fives on the way from everyone within reach. Ascending the stairs, she walked along the outer apron of the ring and gave a pose to the crowd - upon an orchestrating point of her fingers, glitter cannons pointing from beneath the ring skirt explode, dousing the first rows of people in attendance with a flurry of silver sparkles. Excitedly nodding her head with a grin, she pushed into the ring and posed once again, the lights returning to normal while shooting a mile-wide smile to the fans in attendance. "Karate" faded to nothingness while she took hold of a microphone in hand, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear in the process.

Lifting the microphone to her lips, she took a moment to pause, lowering it as she took in the crowd's reactions. The cheers soon broke into a chant, that left her cheeks burning red with humbled humility.

"J-S-J! J-S-J!"

Jazzlyn St. James: Dallas... wow. Just wow!

She lowered the mic from her lips, sucking her lips in from the grin that stretched across her face.

Jazzlyn St. James: It's... kind of surreal to be here, if I do say so myself. Especially when there was quite a bit of back and forth with myself regarding whether or not I actually wanted to muster up the courage to show my face after Brawl 472 in Tampa. It was me and Tommy Esparza... and as much as I wanted to wipe that smug little smirk off of his face... ultimately? He got the best of me. And that was pretty devastating, not just to be fed a big slice of humble pie when it mattered so much not to... but because of everything that led up to that moment!

Her hand went to her hip, that vibrant smile slowly falling to something a bit less content with the result. She glanced to the apron, slumping her shoulders.

Jazzlyn St. James: Y'see, I'm used to people like Tommy and Alexis and anyone who's ever laced up a pair of boots looking at me and thinking they have me figured out. They pull my records, see the check my dad wrote for my training, and paint me as some kind of pampered little daddy's girl. But, Tommy really pushed things too far when he not only took shots at me because of my gender, but when you basically threatened to rape me in the ring! Thankfully... there's a reason he's not scheduled to be here tonight and I am. But... it wasn't always set to be that way...

She could hear the light boos from the crowd at that, before tacking on...

Jazzlyn St. James: The REASON I didn't think I was going to be here tonight is because part of me... this small, little raging fire that burns inside of me... was pretty sure I'd be on a flight back from Taiwan because after what went down in Tampa, I really just wanted nothing more in this world than to head over to PRIME and to kick the head right off of Trixie's shoulders and send it rolling until it hit Nangang!

The cheers roared at that remark, while Jazzlyn eagerly bounced from foot-to-foot, before she eased herself down from the adrenaline rush she was on.

Jazzlyn St. James: So when I decided not to waste the airfare, or the page on my passport, the next big reason I didn't think I was going to make it to Dallas tonight was... honestly? Did I deserve to be here? My supporters, it really has felt like after what happened at Wrestlefest that you guys were all put on this high plane of high hopes for me... and after falling for a cheap roll-up because Alexis didn't want any more of me and coming within just seconds of actually beating someone who violated me as a person... as a competitor... as a woman... it was tough to feel like I didn't let everyone who supported me and believed in me down. It was tough to feel like an athlete that deserved support and respect because lately, I hadn't been able to commandeer it. And after a lot of years, a lot of blood, and a lot of hours spent flying home without anything to show for it... what was in the forefront of my mind was... was it all really worth it? The injuries, the strain on my body, the mental tax that I pay every time I enter this ring and come up short, and I watch those tapes back and see the devastated little girl with the blonde streaks in their hair like mine who's wearing my shirt who looks just absolutely devastated, like I knocked the wind out of them! How many times could I let everyone, including myself, down, before it was just too much to take?

She questioned, grabbing onto the rope and leaning against it, her hands trembling a bit as the overwhelming amount of disdain for those words left her squeezing her eyes closed. She exhaled a heavy sigh, a bit of glassiness overtaking her chocolate-covered gaze.

Jazzlyn St. James: It got me thinking about Winnipeg... my family, my friends, my parents... the people who drove twenty-two hours out to see me and to watch me lose. They deserved better than that. It got me thinking about tapping out to a man who threatened to rape me just two show cycles later, and how devastated the fans were to see that. THEY deserved better than that. They deserved better than everything I could give them. They deserved better than to watch me lose, and all of these setbacks and all of this heartache and every single last detour was just piling on and it was becoming just too much to take. And that's when I got to thinking that maybe I'm chasing something that wasn't meant to be... maybe 2016 and now the beginning of 2017 was a sign that this just isn't for me and I'd be better off back home in Carson City doing... I dunno', anything else, really. Because anything else had hurt less than chasing something I love so much that just doesn't seem to love me back.

She took a moment, pushing off of the ropes that she had been leaning against to glance down at the canvas beneath her feet. "Please don't go! Please don't go!" chants had filled the air. Her grip on the mic tightened, but her head did not raise.

Jazzlyn St. James: But then...

A thunderous roar of applause followed suit as she lifted her head, using her free hand to dab at her waterline with her ring finger.

Jazzlyn St. James: I got to thinking a little more about my family that came to Winnipeg. My friends that went to see me live. The little girls, grown women, even the men who buy my shirts in droves. The ones who, for whatever reason, support me week in and week out, when I can't even find a reason to imagine why they would! And suddenly, my own doubts seemed to matter a lot less. How lucky am I? Really? How lucky am I to wake up and do what I love, every single day of my life, and have people who motivate me in the process? Then it really drove home to me that my biggest problem... is ME. My biggest obstacle is ME. And what I need to overcome is ME. Because Alexis Morrison could BARELY overcome ME! Tommy Esparza needed to all but choke me out to handle me! And I've said it since Wrestlefest, and I say it now because I believe, fully, it is more true than ever. I do believe on any other night... I would be standing in this ring as your EWC International Champion.

Glancing to the camera, it took in the svelte figure of the Canadian.

Jazzlyn St. James: Ashton... Mr. Drake...

She trembled, at the little rousing that the crowd gave her to push forward.

Jazzlyn St. James: I've needed that championship since the day I made my debut at the biggest stage EWC has to offer. Not wanted. Needed. I have absolutely NOTHING left to lose anymore! You have something that I need, and something I'm willing to do whatever it takes to acquire! You've been to war with Xplode... so if I'm not on your radar, I'd understand. But, I besmirch you... keep your eyes open. I've seen the bottom... there's nowhere to go from here but up! And I've got a plan for once I'm up there. I'm coming to collect what I need sooner rather than later! So please... keep that championship polished nicely for me.

"Karate" plays once again, while Jazzlyn bends down to plant the microphone carefully in the corner of the ring to avoid the loud squeal noise that would omit otherwise. After all, at the end of the day, she was still the good-hearted girl from Vancouver. Bending out of the ring, she stuck a hand out as she headed up the ramp, collecting a few high fives on the way up.

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ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS TSUJIRI

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Aiello: Well that was the lovely Jazzlyn St James who appears committed and hungry for that International Championship that Drake proudly holds.

Carter: Here we go folks, our next match of the night. This one stemming from an altercation last week on BRAWL where Grunge came to the defense of Emma Louise

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first from Hollywood,CA weighing in at 210 pounds… ANTHONY GRUNGE!!!

Grunge Comes to the ring and high fives some of the fans and then does a cartwheel into the ring.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan… weighing in at 189 lbs… Toshihiro Tsujiri!!!!

DING! DING! DING! 

Aiello: Tsujiri certainly has his work cut out for him tonight, Grunge looks like he is ready to burn the house down.

Bennett: Hold up, Tsujiri was a legend over in Japan, I expect him to bring that same style of violence to the EWC.

Carter: Only one way to find out!

With the match under way, Grunge starts things off with a monster clothsline turning Tsujiri inside out!

Carter: Woah! And what a way for Grunge to make a statement!

Grunge turns looking at the fallen Tsujiri who appears to be completely dazed, he grabs him and hooks him for a suplex lifting him into the air, he twists in mid air bouncing him off the top rope and crashes him down to the mat!

Bennett: Maybe I was wrong… It looks like Tsshu…TIjur… However you say it is about to get a lesson on how we do things in the EWC.

Grunge stands up opening his arms wide as the crowd roars it’s approval! He goes to pick up the Japanese star and Tsujiri counters and pulls Grunge down into a small package!!!

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TWO!!!
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THR— KICKOUT!!!

Aiello: Oh my Lord that was close! Grunge almost just got caught sleeping!

Grunge gets up wide eyed shocked at how close that was, before he can react he is met with stiff kicks to the back by Tsujiri!!! Grunge makes it to his feet and locks up with Tsujiri! He overpowers him to the middle of the ring but is taken down with an arm drag take down! Tsujiri is quickly spinning to his feet, as Grunge sits frustrated with himself. The two meet in a stare down once more and this time the lock up and Grunge shoves Tsujiri to the ground! Tsujiri spins back to his feet and sprays Grunge in the face with the GREEN MIST!!! But Grunge saw it coming and ducks out of the way, and lunges forward at the Japanese superstar and nails a superkick!!!

Carter: That mist can be painful if it gets in your eyes—

Bennett: Max it doesn’t tickle…

Aiello: But Grunge saw it coming and landed a superkick to Tsujiri!

Grunge quickly walks up the turnbuckle and flips backwards!

Carter: MOSH PIT!!!

He comes down HARD on Tsujiri, but he doesn’t go for the cover… he shakes his finger “No-No” and he grabs the legs of Tsujiri pulling him to the middle of the ring, and locks in THE IRON MADEN!!! The ref checks Tsujiri and it only takes a moment and he TAPS OUT!!! The ref calls for the bell!!!

DING! DING! DING! 

Bennett: Yikes, that's back to back losses for Toshihiro Tsujiri!

Carter: Grunge makes short work of Tsujiri and Brawl management have to take notice of this young man!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner…. ANTHONY GRUNGE!!!!

Aiello: We will be back with more Monday Night Brawl .. right after these messages

[MNB]

The scene opens with John Blade storming up and down the hall way clearly very upset



Blade: Where is that punk Chase Rex? No one does that to John Blade. I wont let some new kid come in here and try and make his name off of attacking me. 

Blade continues to storm around backstage when suddenly Chase Rex comes into view



Chase: I hear you are looking for me?

John Blade immediately charges at Chase Rex and the two start to exchange blows as security comes down and rips the two of them apart. Rex has a small gash just above his eye

Blade: Ha, how does it feel? To bleed? 

Chase smiles

Chase: I tagged you, you tagged me back .. but you've poked the bear and I'm pissed off now

President Mac now comes into view

Mac: Well I've had about enough of this shit happening backstage. The two of you are done for the night. I want you both out of here. Whatever happens outside, happens. 

Blade grabs Mac's arm

Blade: Come on boss, let us settle this in the ring

Mac rolls his eyes

Mac: Fine, the two of you, next week ... Sunrise Florida. Opening match. But if I catch either one of you back here tonight, I'll fire you both

Mac nods at security to escort them out. Chase Rex flips both middle fingers at John Blade

Chase: Nice to meet you boss

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EMMA LOUISE
VS KIMI SMALLS

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Aiello: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, well another backstage altercation between Blade and Rex leads to a booking next week. Rex will debut in the EWC in Florida. Should be a good match. Our next match here tonight will be Emma Louise taking on Kimi Smalls. Emma Louise is riding a wave of momentum since her win from the last episode of Brawl. And I don’t think we’ve seen Kimi Smalls since the Season Premier of Brawl where she suffered a close loss. 

Carter: This should be a good match. 

Stroup: The following contest is schedule for one fall, introducing, weighing in at several pounds of girly goodness, now residing in Los Santos, EMMA LOUISE! 

"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope. 

Stroup: Coming to you from Sleepy Hollow, New York... Kimi Smalls! 

As "Won't Back Down" begins to play, the stage area goes dark. Kimi Smalls walks out with an evil grin. As the chorus begins, she runs down, high fiving as many fans that will let her as possible. She makes her way all around the ring before jumping up onto the apron and launches herself over the ropes. She bounces up and down a little before going over to a corner and does a round-off/back handspring combo before stretching out a little more, getting ready for the match. 

Referee Silas Mckay signals for the bell. 

DING! DING! DING! 

Emma Louise and Kimi Smalls circle each other, each trying to get a feel for each other. Both attempt to tie high collar elbow. Neither one aggressively taking each other so they break the hold. Kimi back pedals and locks Emma into an Arm Drag. 

Aiello: Sneaky Arm Drag to break these superstars’ stalemate initiated by Kimi Smalls. 

Carter: Kimi, has the advantage, 

Bennett: Both these bitches are boring, rip her top off. 

Aiello: Um this isn’t that KIND of show Bennett. 

Kimi Smalls starts stomping Emma as she struggles to get back to her feet. Referee Silas Mackay intervenes. 

Kimi backs off. Emma walks over to Kimi and slaps her. Then Emma follows up with an Irish Whip on the surprised Kimi and as she bounces back hits her with Cross Chop. Then Emma hits the DDT, followed up by a Booty Poppin’ Moonsault.

EMMA! EMMA! EMMA!

Then she goes for the pinfall 

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Kickout! By Kimi Smalls 

Aiello: Small flurry by Emma Louise. Then Emma with the first pinfall attempt in this match. 

Bennett: YAWN, wake me when these broads do something interesting. 

Carter: These two seem evenly matched. 

Kimi gets back to her feet and immediately hits Emma with a Dropkick follows it up with a Shining Wizard. Then seizes Emma with a Superkick

LET'S GO KIMI, LET'S GO KIMI!

Then followed up with a pinfall attempt. 

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TWO! 

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T…Kickout!, by Emma Louise 

Aiello: Near Fall for Kimi. 

Carter: These two are bringing the fight to each other. 

Bennett: Please don’t change the channel folks this will get better. 

Kimi Smalls locks in a Body Scissors, then immediately starts targeting Emma’s arms. Emma takes the punishment for a while then powers out with a Snap Suplex. Both women are down. 

Aiello: Pivotal moment in this match. 

Carter: Who will gain the upper hand? 

Bennett: I think, never mind I don’t care. 

Kimi Smalls is back to her feet first and hits a Springboard Moonsault….but Emma puts her knees up. Then ascends the top rope and hits a Moonsault of her own. 

EWC!

EWC!

EWC!

Aiello: Stereo Moonsaults from each competitor 

Carter: Highlight of the Night! What do you think of that Bennett? 

Bennett: What, what I was texting, what did I miss? 

  

Kimi picks Emma up and Irish Whips her into the corner followed up and Handspring Back Elbow Smash. Then delivers Losing Heads on Emma Louise. Then hits her with The New Legend. Then goes for the pinfall. 

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THREE! 

DING! DING! DING! 

Stroup: Your winner by pinfall Kimi Smalls. 

Aiello: That was a hard fought victory for Kimi Smalls. She was proven to not be taken lightly against a game Emma Louise. Emma has nothing to be ashamed of 

Carter: We will be back with more BRAWL .. right after these messages

[MNB]

The scene opens backstage with Ace Heart standing by in his signature burgundy suit



Ace Heart: Ace Heart coming to you live from Dallas Texas where we are moments away from our next match. With me tonight is X-Division Champion and currently undefeated Eddie Crank. Eddie we just saw a great match between Emma Louise and Kimi Smalls and in just a few ...

Crank interrupts Ace

Crank: Look Mace, do ye think I give a piss about Thelma and Louise? The EWC is a brutal place, no place for the ladies. They belong in me kitchen, not in a ring

Ace Heart: Now hang on a second there Eddie, are you say...

Crank: First off, don't ever fook'in interrupt me again, or I'll beat ye like a drum. Why are we talkin 'bout women when I've got a big title match ... oh wait ... I see the transition here, clever girl you are Stace, Mark Storm is probably the biggest pussy in this whole fook'n fed

Fresh from her victory, Kimi Smalls walks down the hall

Kimi: So did I hear this guy right Ace? Did he say Women belong in the kitchen and not in the ring? 

Eddie smiles

Eddie: Look lass, don't get ye panties in a fook'n twist. I'm just saying what we all know is true

Alexis Morrison now comes into frame

Alexis: ...and that truth is? 

Kimi: Oh Eddie here was just saying that women don't belong in the EWC, that we should be off in the kitchen 

Alexis: Oh really, this toothless pick thinks we can't handle ourselves in the ring hey? 

Eddie: Ladies, ladies .. why don't we settle this over a nice meal .. surely one of ye can cook right? 

Adatu: Um ... 

Adatu Urakih comes into view as she was heading out for her match

Adatu: So, not that I want to be late for my own match, but I caught the last part of this conversation and I'm not to happy about what I'm hearing

Ace Heart: To sum up, Eddie Crank here thinks none of you strong, athletic and incredibly talented women belong in the EWC

Eddie grabs the mic away from Ace

Eddie: That's not entirely true lass, ye all belong in the EWC

Eddie grins and he sees a sigh of relief from the three angry women

Eddie: I hear the EWC has a state of the art kitchen ye all can manage, and me boots need shining up too

Alexis: I've had about enough of this shit. I haven't busted my ass in this business just to be discriminated against by a punk like you. I've earned my way into the spotlight by beating women AND men

Kimi: I'm thinking Eddie could use a little adjustment in his viewpoint of women, and I think we all know how to make that happen

The three women start to crowd around towards Eddie who raises his fists in preparation for a fight. Just then Monday Night Brawl General Managers Justin Gold and Matt Silver come walking down the hall

Gold: What's going on here? 

Eddie: These women seemed to be all synced up to that 'time of the month' ... they be fook'n crazy

Silver: Ace, what's going on? 

Ace Heart: Eddie called out these talented female wrestlers and said they don't belong in the EWC, they are simply pleading their case

Gold: Look, Eddie has a title match later tonight and Adatu, you need to be ringside .. like 10 seconds ago .. so how can we fix this? 

Alexis: Book us in a match

Silver: All of you? 

Alexis/Kimi/Adatu: ALL OF US

Eddie smirks

Eddie: An orgy eh? 

Gold: Ok Ok ... next week .. Sunrise Florida, Handi-cap match ... does that fit the bill? 

The women nod in agreement as they shove past Eddie

Eddie: Maybe put a few more maxie pads in their locker rooms .. 

Ace Heart: Back to you guys

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JON SULLIVAN
VS ADATU URAKIH

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Aiello: Well ... um ... that was interesting. It looks like Eddie managed to piss off an entire gender here tonight and will have to deal with the consequences next week in Florida. Up next, we’ve got the Brawl singles debut of the Tyrant of Tokyo.

Bennett: That’s right. On the last Brawl, she seemed to have attacked Jon Sullivan backstage, which is where the match came about.

Carter: Adatu Urakih...am I pronouncing that right? Oh, who cares, anyway she belongs to Dragasha Omega’s group, the Order of the Dragon, and from what we know, is one of the top members.

Aiello: But Jon Sullivan isn’t going to be caring about that; he’s looking for revenge against the woman who attacked him and laid him out.

Bennett: Old Man Sully is coming for revenge, and it starts now!

Suddenly, across the speakers you hear a voice “Yoo hoo, I’ll make you Famous.” And then the sound of two colt peacemakers going off. Just as the opening riffs to “Billy Get Your Guns” – By Bon Jovi begins playing. Smoke fills the entrance as we see the silhouette of a man in a cowboy hat and duster step out.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 240lbs, from San Antonio, Texas, The Outlaw, Jon Sullivan!

As the smoke clears, we see The Outlaw Jon Sullivan, standing in his classic black duster and hat with his trade mark skull jaw bandana across his mouth. He throws one fist in the air as red Pyro explodes behind him as he ambles down to the ring. Stopping in the front row, he gives his bandana to a pretty girl before sliding under the bottom ropes and into the ring.

Aiello: And he looks very focused tonight.

Bennett: I know Urakih is supposed to be some kind of bad ass, but she’s might have pissed off the wrong person.

Once in the ring he climbs the turnbuckle throwing one fist in the air again before jumping down, taking off his duster and hat he puts them in the corner then turns to wait for his opponent.

Aiello: And now, here she comes.

MTBD by CL began playing over the PA system. The reaction of the crowd was a bit mixed as Adatu Urakih walked out onto the stage.

Stroup: And his opponent, weighing in at 150lbs, from Musashino, Tokyo, Japan, representing the Order of the Dragon, Adatu Urakih!

She was already holding a mic and gestured for her music to be cut.

Urakih: So, old man, you’re really going through with this? It’s not too late to forfeit. Are you really willing to get a broken arm?

Urakih: Very well.

Urakih dropped the mic and began walking toward the ring. As she rolled in, the referee called for the opening bell.

DING DING DING

Aiello: And we’re off.

Bennett: A bit of prematch intimidation attempted by the Machine from Musashino.

The pair meet in the center of the ring, and Urakih offers a test of strength. Jon goes for it, but Urakih drives a knee into his gut. Jon whips Urakih into the ropes, and as she rebounds, he goes for a Clothesline, but she ducks. Urakih springboards off the ropes, but Jon catches her out of midair and plants her on the mat with a Fall Away Slam.

Aiello: There is something to be said, as we all know, about a larger opponent keep a smaller, quick opponent grounded.

Bennett: Yes, and it looks like Jon Sullivan studied in that same school of thought.

Jon looked around the crowd, before turning back to Urakih, grabbing her by the hair, pulling her to her feet. As she stood, she performed an amazing vertical leap, jumping on the shoulders of Jon, who stood six foot tall, and seemed to have a Hurricanrana in mind, but Jon had other plans. He grabbed the top of her tights, lifting her up higher, and then slamming her to the mat with a high angle powerbomb.

Aiello: Big move from Jon here!

Bennett: That is how you slow things down, and control the pace.

Carter: He’s changing up his typical game plan here, and good planning, as Urakih is not your typical wrestler. During the commercials, I watched a few clips of hers from older matches.

Aiello: Anything good?

Carter: Well, she once speared a woman out of a second story window, pinned her, and then walked back inside the arena, competed in the next match, and believe this, won the damn thing as well as the championship that was being contested!

Bennett: Aye, but Jon is going to make that very hard for her to do here tonight.

Jon had climbed the top rope, and was poised to jump. He looked around the crowd before launching himself with a Flying Elbow Drop that connected. Hooking her leg, Jon went for a pin.




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Aiello: And we’ve got our first pin attempt of the match.

Bennett: You guys notice he keeps looking around?

Carter: If you were in his position, you would, too. Gotta keep an eye out for her husband, and her stablemates.

Urakih got to her feet and Jon waited. As she stood, he charged at her, but she sidestepped him, and he ran headlong into a turnbuckle. As he rolled out of the corner in pain, on all fours, Urakih hit him with the Super Kickst, taking him to the mat. She covered him for a pin. The referee pointed to his leg, though, which was under the bottom rope.

Aiello: Urakih looking to end things right here, but that pesky rope was in the way.

Bennett: And now as she drags him away from the ropes, she points up. Urakih is going up top, ladies and gentlemen.

The Japanese Machine crouched and then jumped, executing a near perfect Shooting Star Press. The only flaw was that Jon rolled out of the way, and she crashed into the mat.

Carter: Sometimes it pays off, but she should have worn him down a bit more.

Jon is on his feet, picking Urakih up. She struggles a bit, but he controls her turns her around, and hits the Devil’s Drop on her, making the crowd pop. Center of the ring, Jon pins her.

Aiello: This might be it!

Bennett: He’s got it! That’s game!

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KICKOUT

Aiello: She kicked out!

Bennett: Devil’s Drop taking her directly to the mat, but she stays alive in this thing!

In the ring, Jon slams his fist into the mat before standing up, yanking Urakih to her feet. He looked like he was going for a Hurricanrana on her, but Urakih managed to roll through, getting back to her feet. As Jon came up, Urakih went for a Superkick, but Jon dodged it before he fired back with one of his own, which was also ducked. The crowd began chanting excitedly.

Aiello: Both had the same idea, and both managed to dodge it.

Bennett: I’ve gotta say, both are holding their own rather well in this match. There are some who thought Jon wouldn’t be able to handle the unorthodox style of the Japanese Dragon, and others who thought Jon would just be too strong for her to contend with.

Carter: She said there are more ways to win that by winning a punching contest.

Both charged forward. Jon went for a clothesline. Urakih ducked, rebounding off the ropes. Jon went for another clothes, again ducked by Urakih. This time, on the rebound, she crashed him with the Dragon’s Arrow. As he went down, Urakih grabbed his leg, landing in a pin.

Aiello: Double rebound spear from Urakih takes Jon down and she goes for a pin!

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Carter: I thought that might have been it right there.

In the ring, Urakih has Jon up, and goes for Scream!, but Jon shoves her away before hitting Home on the Range, to the excitement of the crowd. Looking around quickly, Jon went for a pin.

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Aiello: Holy shit!

Bennett: How she kicked out, I don’t know, but this match continues!

Carter: It looks like that kick might have busted her open there, as well.

Indeed, when Jon pulled Urakih to his feet, her nose was bleeding. Jon ignored this and whipped her into a corner. The referee was in the path, though and got ran over.

Aiello: The referee is down! Now what are we going to do!?

Urakih began stirring, and Jon shook his head sliding out of the ring. Reaching under the apron, he grabbed a steel chair and slid back into the ring. Urakih charged him, but he swung quickly, leveling her with the steel chair.

Aiello: Chair shot to Urakih!

Bennett: I can’t believe he just did that! This is unbelievable!

Suddenly the lights went out.

Aiello: What the hell?!

Bennett: Did Mac forget to pay the light bill tonight?

“I’m good, I’m good, I’m great!”

Carter: Oh shit…

Aiello: What in the hell is she doing here?!

The lights came back on, and Dragasha Omega was walking down the ramp, and she had Urakih’s husband with her.

Aiello: Seriously, where the hell is security?! Why is Rampage’s Dragasha here on Brawl? Looking to interrupt the match, no doubt.

Bennett: Jon better watch his back!

Urakih was back up and she stalked Jon from behind, and when he turned, she grabbed him, hitting the Scream! and drove him into the steel chair he had dropped. Kicking it out of the ring, Urakih leaned over the ropes, blowing a kiss to Kennedy Ryder before turning around and taking a Home on the Range from Jon who had recovered. So close to the ropes, Urakih was kicked over it, and crashed into her husband and Dragasha, all three falling to the floor.

Aiello: And with one move, Jon has taken all three of them out!

Bennett: And the referee is back in the game now! This could be over soon!

As the referee began counting, Urakih stirred. By the six count, she was rolling back into the ring. Jon grabbed her quickly, and took her down with a Devil’s Drop. He covered her.

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DING DING DING

Aiello: It’s over! Jon has done it!

Bennett: He went in with a strategy, and it paid off!

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Jon Sullivan!

Carter: I’ve gotta say, I was impressed with both of them. Jon overcomes the distraction from Dragasha and Urakih’s husband, Kennedy Ryder, and pulls out the win here tonight. 

Aiello: We will be back with more BRAWL .. right after these messages

[MNB]

As the crowd was quieting down from the last match up the ramp on the screen is all black. “Come with me” came blasting over the speakers. Sitting in a room in a office wearing a suit was Jason Hunter. He was leaning back in a chair with a soft smirk across his face.

Jason Hunter: As of right now many people might believe that the warning I have placed on this company last year was nothing. People might wondering all the people I was talking about was myth. There are ones in this company that feel they are something. They aren’t going to be like how people always have come out and declared war on this company. It not that we have no loved or respect for EWC. EWC is a company we truly loved. We believe this company is in our veins and we will do anything for this company.

He sat up in his chair as he turn it around facing the camera looking over into it with a smirk. He pull out a deck of cards he shuffle them a bit as he was talking.

Jason Hunter: I love playing cards.

Jason takes the deck of cards and spread them across the desk with a soft smile on his face. He reach into the deck looking around at the cards as he pull out the Jack of Clubs, King of Hearts and Joker. He takes the Kings of Hearts and Joker and push them together and like magic trick the King of Hearts in between his fingers but when he turn it around it has the Joker.

Jason Hunter: You see there are a set of people that use playing cards not only for playing cards but some used them to tell their fortune on them while others believes each cards has a meaning. That each cards that someone pull is apart of their personality. That a card represent something within that person. You see each of the member of the Royal Court. Have what we call a calling card....

He looks at the King of Hearts side of the card first as he look like he was lost in thought.

Jason Hunter: You see King of Hearts is a person who has a lot of loved. He want it not for himself but also for the others around him. He also is a person who just try to keep things peaceful among his family and friends. Also a person that just want to be there for people. The way this person see EWC is a placed that need to learned how to loved. They feel EWC loved is slowly dying. Think about how things have been the last year for this company. Things hasn’t been the same. Things have become dark but even though this person want to helped EWC to have that love to shine brightly Someone always a little flaw in them...

He flip the card around to the Joker side with a bit of a smirk.

Jason Hunter: You see many might view a person who has this card as a very silly person. They are someone you shouldn’t keep an eye on. They never take anything serious and just joke all the time. Well the person who also have The Joker as it card along with The King. He can also be very deadly once he let that side of himself out. He will do things you might not believe he can’t. He is what I like to called a Dark Horse. I love Dark Horses. Dark Horse are ones that many people just don’t pay no attention towards. Ones who they feel they have something but it just. They always come short but it always that one chance. That one shot that gives them their moment. They get it and they run with it.

Jason just grins as he place the card on the table in front of him.

Jason Hunter: This is how I see the member of The Royal Court. He is my Dark Horse. He is someone that will be taking this place by storm and he will be the person that will give life to Brawl. Right now you wondering who he is? You are wondering if I am going to tell you. You just have to figure out who I am talking about. He could have been under your guys noses for the longest and you just haven’t pay attention towards him because your see him as a joke. Or because you might believe he don’t have what it takes to be something. Just know I see a lot for this member and when he is ready to show himself. When he is ready to let the world know he is a member of The Royal Court he will but as for now. He in the dark watching and waiting slowly to see who he should pick... who he should let himself know by. When he does. People will be shocked as to who it is...

Jason then pick up his Jack of Clubs but then he look back down at the deck of cards that is spread across the table. He pulls out the Jack of Spade, Jack of Hearts and Jack of Diamonds. The rest of the cards he just put back together into the deck putting them to the side. He ran his finger across the four cards in front of him and pick up the Jack of Clubs once again.

Jason Hunter: Everyone already have meet Jack of Clubs and might believe him standing behind a mask is very dumb. He made it known to everyone since the first Brawl that Jack Tillman was his target. Many people might want to know why is this. Many people want to understand why the Enforcer of Royal Court have set his sights on him. You have to realized something. I don’t tell my members what to do. I don’t tell the members how to act. They do what they believe they need to do in order to make themselves know. He feel in order to get his presence know. He feel in order to get people to listen to him he have to have a very high target.

He just smirks a bit as he looked over at the four Jacks in front of him.

Jason Hunter: Jack, you have to realized something. My Enforcer pick the Jack of Clubs as his playing card for a reason. He or She is a very intelligent person. He or She has a lot of wisdom and they know how to play the game right. A few weeks ago you might have believe you have taking him down. You didn’t. You took down one of his friends the Jack of Hearts.

Jason took the card of Jack of Hearts and rip it in half.

Jason Hunter: Jack of Hearts was someone he send as a test for you. You have two more tests coming your way. Now what they are? I do not know. What he has plan? I do not know but even though that person fail. Even thought you might believe you passed the first test doesn’t mean anything. Till he truly believe it is time for him to let you know whom he or she is. That person will let you know. You see my Enforcer is someone on Brawl. My Enforcer could even be the one who has trained you. The one who took you under his wing. The one who believe in you so much. Kurt Newman. Wouldn’t it be funny your own teacher is trying to teach you something? OR it could be your manager Chris Constantine? Jack it could be anyone in the locker room. It even could have been Amis the FSW Champion. You just don’t know. No one don’t know. You see like I told everyone. The Royal Court is coming. The Royal Court will be taking this placed by storm. Just because we taking our time doing things. It doesn’t mean we not a threat. All... for one.... And One for all.. That is our Motto and it a Motto you will be hearing a lot!

Jason took the deck of cards and throw them at the screen while inside of the arena falling from the ceiling were cards of two side care of the Joker and King of Heart and Jack of Clubs as Come with me blast around the arena playing.

Backstage we see Jon Sullivan soaking up his victory with Ace Heart

Sullivan: It was a hard fought win that's for sure. There was so much going on out there, but I did my best to stay focused and ... 

Jack Tillman then appears as he's heading down the hall towards the ring for his match with Catharsis

Tillman: Keep the mic warm for me, I'll be back here in a few seconds to talk about my 4th straight victory of the season. Maybe you can learn a little something Jon. Nice onsie by the way

Sullivan: If only Boris Tillman could see the pompous ass you've become. As I was saying Ace..

Tillman: I'm sorry, talk about my dead Dad again ... I dare you

Sullivan puts his hand out to calm Tillman down

Sullivan: Look Jack, I meant no disrespect. I'm a fan of both "The Butcher" and Kurt Newman, I was just saying that you could ...

Jack slaps Jon's hand away and gets right in his face

Tillman: You are damn lucky they are calling me to the ring right now, but next time we meet you wont be so lucky

Tillman slaps Jon in the face and backs away smiling before heading towards the ramp

Sullivan: That son of a bitch, he's going to pay for that one

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JACK TILLMAN
VS CATHARSIS

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Aiello: It looks like we might have some bad blood brooing between Jack Tillman and Jon Sullivan, which leads us to our next match, one many have been looking forward to for the last two weeks

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 210 pounds… He is JACK… THE RIPPER… TILLMAN!!!

The lights dim down as Out Of Black by Royal Blood begins to play throughout the arena. The arena erupts with a mix of cheers and boos as Jack Tillman comes walking out with a death stare in his eyes. Concentrated on the match at hand, Jack makes his way down to the ring

Making it to the steel stairs, he stands for for a few seconds, mentally getting himself ready for the match. As he stands there, the fans behind him begin to chant.

HE IS WRESTLING!.........(clap, clap, clapclapclap)......HE IS WRESTLING!..........(clap, clap, clapclapclap.......HE IS WRESTLING!

The fans continue to chant as Jack places a mouth guard in his mouth and makes his way up the steel steps. Stepping inside the ring, Jack stands in he middle of he ring and makes a throat slash with his thumb as black, white, and red streamers come flying into the ring from the fans. Ring staff quickly begin to collect the streamers as Jack walks over to a corner and gets ready for his match.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Chicago, IL weighing in at 210 pounds… CATHARSIS!!!

The guitar riff streaks across the speakers like a mad flame as the lights pulsate and flicker. A figure emerges through the curtain with a determined and melodic pace. He stands at the ramp entrance, looking over the crowd with a sly smirk. As the guitar solo breaks, he tilts his head back, extends both arms with clenched fist, and releases a primal scream in sync with the one roaring from the speakers. "Mouth like Sidewinder Missiles" commands the crowds, and the roar of approval from the masses drives him to the ring. Catharsis makes his way to the ring, the smirk never wavering, his head nodding in approval. He slides under the bottom rope, jumps to his feet and rushes the turnbuckle, leaping to the second rung. As the song transitions into another guitar solo, he sits down atop the top, drops his head momentarily in silence respect, then explode up with both arms to each side, screaming to the crowd once more. He steps down to the mat, and stands ready.

Aiello: This match all came about after more or less a misunderstanding that took place backstage last week.

Bennett: Well Catharsis got jumped… the next thing he saw was Jack Tillman! What was he supposed to think?

Carter: Well, he got knocked to the ground, I don’t think he went def… I would think he would have been able to hear Amis Shelton standing just a few feet away, if you ask me he was just looking to pick a fight.

Bennett: He didn’t go def? Carter… Have you ever been clocked upside the head with a 20 pounds of gold? Let me do that to ya and you tell me how much you realize is going on around you. It’s mistaken identity.

Aiello: In any event, Catharsis wanted Tillman tonight so the match was signed and Tillman was more then willing to give him the match, and it should be an exciting one! Tillman certainly isn't making any friends these days as he's also managed to piss off Jon Sullivan backstage

DING! DING! DING! 

The two men stare each other down from opposite corners, as they slowly make their way to the center of the ring, talking trash to each other. Obviously this is about what happened last week, as they spout off at the mouth for a good ten seconds before Catharsis starts the physicality with a shove to Tillman! Tillman takes a few steps back, smiling and shaking his head before returning the shove in kind to Catharsis! It takes only a split second for tempers to start flaring as they begin throwing a flurry of punches at each other! Neither man letting up, but Catharsis breaks the momentum by grabbing the head of Tillman and tossing him to the outside through the middle rope. He follows him outside but is immediately grabbed and flung into the guard rail! Catharsis winces in pain as he bounces off holding his lowerback. But he is only luring Tillman in as they walk past the announcers position…

Aiello: And they are right out here in-front of us now, this could get ugly!

Bennett: Calm down, ya don’t need to get all fidgety every time the action gets close to us.

Tillman grabs Catharsis by the head but is immediately hit in the gut with an elbow, and he slams Tillman’s face down on the table! Tillman stands back up but is immediately hit with another fist to the face! Stumbling backwards, holding his mouth Catharsis follows grabbing Tillman by the head and SLAMMING his head into the turnbuckle post! The ref shouts outside the ring, telling both men to get back in or he is going to count them out, and that if Catharsis tries something like that again he is going to DQ him! With Tillman doubled over leaning on the guard rail, Catharsis rolls back in the ring to stop the count but then immediately rolls back outside the ring. Walking up behind Tillman, Catharsis gets a NASTY elbow to the face as the SMACK can be heard throughout the arena! Catharsis stumbles backwards falling to one knee, trying to shake it off.

Carter: OHHHHH!

Aiello: Talk about power Catharsis felt that one!

Bennett: I always love it you can almost FEEL the vibration from violence…

Aiello: You have some serious issues Steve.

Carter: They didn’t call him The Predator for nothing.

Tillman seems to have gotten a second wind as he heads over to Tillman who is still trying to shake off that elbow. Tillman grabs Catharsis’ hand and grabs a finger and with a shard twist and snap he executes a FINGER BREAKER!!! Catharsis roars out in pain, grabbing his hand. The ref still yelling at them to get back in the ring, has made it back up to a count of 8… Tillman waves off the ref, telling him to cool it, and he picks up Catharsis and rolls him in the ring.

Aiello: And finally we have this match back in the ring again.

Bennett: You got a problem with the boys playing outside a little Joe?

Aiello: No… But ya can’t win the match outside the ring Steve!

Carter: Boys… Play nice, we already have one fight going on, we don’t need another one.

Catharsis who is still holding his hand, with a finger that could quite possibly actually be broken lays on his back as Tillman makes a cover hooking the leg!

ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!

Catharsis pushes out of the pin, but is still wincing holding his finger. The ref tells Tillman to back off, and that he wants to check out Catharsis’ hand and see how badly injured he is, and Tillman just laughs raising his hands in the air. The ref stalls the match checking on Catharsis, but he wont have any of it, he tells the ref to get out of the way, that he still wants to fight but the ref insists… So Catharsis SHOVES the ref out of the way but is quickly met with a running clothsline from Tillman! Tillman grabs Catharsis’ injured hand holding it to the ground and then giving it a quick STOMP! Again causing Catharsis to groan in pain holding his hand to his chest. Tillman laughs picking up Catharsis but Catharsis is ready and he breaks out of Tillman’s grasp and delivers three right hands to the skull with his good hand! Tillman stumbles back into the turnbuckle, as Catharsis tries to shake off the pain of his beaten up finger. He leans into the turnbuckle and gives Tillman three knees to the mid section, Tillman stumbles a few steps forward into the waiting arms of Catharsis who grabs him and throws him with the Tazzplex!!!

Carter: And just like that Catharsis is back in this thing.

Bennett: That finger is still going to be a spot of weakness for him for the rest of the match, and he is probably gonna need to have it checked by the trainers afterwards. Isn’t it interesting that even the smallest thing like a finger… can have such a great impact on the match.

Aiello: Catharsis is wasting no time!

With Tillman dazed Catharsis climbs the turnbuckle! He positions himself uptop and delivers a 630 Senton right to the sternum of Tillman! And the crowd jumps to their feet! He count along as Catharsis makes the cover!

“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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“THR—OHHHHH!!!” KICKOUT!!

Aiello: What a tremendous amount of intestinal fortetude to kick out of that one!

Bennett: Joe his insides had to feel like his bones were crushed to dust with the force that Catharsis came down, the fact that he isn’t being carried out on a stretcher is shocking, the fact that he kicked out down right amazing!

Catharsis still shaking off that wounded hand signals for his finisher!

Carter: Could it be Judgement Day for Jack “The Ripper” Tillman???

Catharsis waits for his opponent to slowly make it to his feet, and Catharsis with a kick to the stomach! He tries to lift for the powerbomb, but Tillman blocks it spinning out of it and connects with the BALL ROOM BLITZ OUT OF NO WHERE!!! The crowd ERUPTS in shock!

Aiello: Where the hell did that come from???

Carter: Ya got me, but he just rocked Catharsis out of his shoes!!!

Tillman falls over back first on a prone on his back Catharsis as the crowd counts along!

“ONE!!!”
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“THREE!!! --- OHHHHHH!!!!” KICKOUT!!!

Aiello: Oh my God how did he do that???

Carter: I haven’t the foggiest idea, I don’t think he even knows where he is right now.

Both men lay on the mat, slowly pulling themselves to their feet. Clearly dazed and confused but they show their fight and lock up in the collar and elbow tie up! Tillman sends Catharsis into the ropes, but Catharsis reverses it, stumbling to one knee throwing with everything he has left. Tillman bounces off the ropes and Catharsis jumps off his knee into the air into a snap superkick! Tillman is caught off guard and he stumbles backwards bouncing off the ropes ever so slightly and walks right into jumping snap DDT!!!

Aiello: IT’S A SMASH AND GRAB!!!

Carter: Tillman is down!

The crowd ERUPTS!!! Catharsis pops back up to his feet but only for a moment, as he collapses on the prone body of Jack Tillman! The crowd counts along as the ref makes the count!

“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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“THREE!!! YYYYEEEEAAAHHHHH!!!!”

DING! DING! DING! 

Aiello: I don’t know how, but Catharsis did it!

Carter: You have to give credit to Tillman he almost won this thing out of no where, but the outright intestinal fortitude to come back after getting your head knocked off with the Ball Room Blitz is astounding! My hat’s off to Catharsis.

Catharsis slowly sits up off of Tillman as the ref raises his hand in victory, as he tries to catch his breath.



Jon Sullivan has now made his way out to the ramp and looks on at Tillman. He gives a toothy grin and claps on 

Aiello: You just know Tillman can see Sullivan right now. Insult to injury right here

Carter: This could be a beautiful feud in the making

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner… CATHARSIS!!!

Aiello: What an exciting match, and we have so much more in store - don't change that channel, BRAWL will be back in just two minutes with our next match of the night

[MNB]

Ace Heart is spotted backstage once again, this time with EWC International Champion Drake.

Ace Heart: With me tonight is EWC International Champion Drake. Drake, you are about to battle in tonight's Main Event in a rare tag team match, you have history with both Morrison and obviously Xplode .. some controversy was stirred tonight with comments Crank made about the women of EWC, what do you have to say? 




Drake: I saw that. Look, I try not to pay too much attention to what Eddie Crank has to say. He's been running his mouth a fair amount since he came to the EWC. He's been given opportunity after opportunity, so maybe he should focus on himself and his own matches instead of looking for trouble. 

Drake pauses

Drake: As far as Morrison goes .. she has accomplished a whole lot in the EWC. She has a bright future in the EWC, as do all of the Women currently battling in the EWC. We are all after the same thing. We all want to the EWC Champion. Man or Woman, it doesn't matter. If you are the best, you are the best. My focus right now is on Xplode and getting back what's mine. My story is far from over, and these fans deserve a better champion. A champion of the people

Drake finds himself interrupted by Tsujiri who appears from down the hall

Tsujiri: Big man always has so much to say 

Drake looks on confused

Drake: I'm sorry, who are you? 

Tsujiri: I'm the one who will strip you of that title, but you are too busy with all the talk talk talk

Drake smirks and looks over at Ace

Drake: Seriously, who is this guy? As I was saying ... I'm focused on Xplode and getting back ...

Tsujiri: Xplode Xplode Xplode .. you can't face him all the time, be a man, do the right thing, fight me

Drake looks on annoyed now

Drake: Look, I don't know you. I'm in the middle of an interview, I honestly don't have time for this. 

Tsujiri: Fight me. Next week. Be a man. Do it. Fight me. Unless you too chicken? You a chicken? Fight me chicken man

Tsujiri starts to squawk like a chicken at Drake

Drake: I have no booking power. If you want a match, go talk with Silver, Gold or Mac. One of them can book you

Tsujiri takes off running, assumingly to find Silver, Gold or Mac

Drake: Mac is hiring just anyone he can these day's hey? As I was saying, the focus right now is on the EWC Championship. Tonight is just a stepping stone to getting back what is rightfully mine. 

Ace Heart: Thank you Drake, we appreciate you taking the time and I apologize for the odd random interruption by Tsujiri. 

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X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP CAGE MATCH
MARK STORM
VS EDDIE CRANK

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Aiello: Thanks Ace. Drake certainly looks focused despite the odd interruption. Well here we go my friends. The first title defense for Eddie Crank. It's time for the X-Division Championship Match!

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a STEEL CAGE MATCH! For the EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

The crowd ERUPTS as the cell starts to lower from the ceiling.

 

The lights in the arena begin to dim and the EWC audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Bad Guy" by Jordan Comoli begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud, as emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed "prince of CHAOS" - Mark Storm, who stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. His hood slung over his head, bouncing on his feet with his head bowed.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing first the Challenger… From New York, Brooklyn; weighing in a two hundred and twenty pounds.. He is the prince of CHAOS.. ladies and gentlemen give it up for, MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!

Once his name is called out by the announcer, both of his arms explode upwards and all of a suddenly his hood has flung backwards, and his face is now revealed. He smirks before making his way down the entrance ramp, that smirk upon his lips disappearing and now he's focused on the task in hand. He's wearing his black zipless jumper that has written in the middle "Your Hero, And Mine", with a trademark Project CHAOS logo below the writing.

Standing by the edge of the ring, he lets out a triumphant roar, with the audience roaring back to him as he jumps onto the apron before he slingshots his way over the top rope. He takes off his hoodie and throws it to the audience before climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the audience. Jumping off, he falls to his knees in the middle of the ring, looking up at the heavens as his theme music slowly begins to fade out.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, ladies and gentlemen he is the EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION… EDDIE “THE WHIZZER” CRANK!!!

BOOOO!!!!

Carter: And the female fans are letting Eddie have it right now. All very upset with his comments earlier tonight

Aiello: Last week we saw these two men fight to a point to where neither man could continue the match and—

Bennett: Save it Joe, you weren’t even here, your stomach can’t handle the X-Division… So why don’t you go take a potty break, have yourself a nice glass of milk, watch some cartoons and we will call you when this bloody mess is finished, cuz after last week’s match, I can only imagine where this is going to go.

Aiello: Ya know what?

Bennett: Go… Just go… Get outa here.

Carter: Well as The Predator and I take over the booth for the X-Division showcase, lets refresh everyone’s memory on what happened last week, as Mark Storm does his usual dance with his invisable manager at ringside. What do ya suppose he’s getting from his manager out there?

Bennett: …He isn’t REAL… HEY MARK! GET BACK ON YOUR MEDS MAN!!!

Crank just shakes his head laughing, as the ref holds up the title belt signifying to the crowd and everyone at home that the title is on the line.

Carter: The ref called it last week, cuz neither man could respond to him, there was just dead in their eyes… and if he hadn’t called the match a draw… well…

Bennett: Someone probably would have left dead…

Carter: Probably… It’s a good thing that no one did.

Bennett: Yeah but think about the ratings!

Carter: I wonder how many women world wide are hating Eddie Crank right now

DING! DING! DING! 

The bell rings and Crank looks very much at home, as does Storm who grabs the cage wall and shakes it a few times pumping himself up! Before the match even starts Crank reaches into his trunks and pulls out a spike!!! As Storm turns around he goes right for the head! But Storm ducks it and nails Crank with a knee right to the gut! Crank flips over Storm’s knee crashing to the mat, holding his stomach. He dropped the spike and Storm slowly bends over to pick it up looking at it as if he had just got an evil idea. Crank gets back to his feet and sees Storm standing there spike in hand but Storm doesn’t move. Crank raises one hand laughing telling him to back off, but then he lunges at Storm right into the stomach taking him to the ground! He begins to unload a array of punches down on Storm who is covering up… till he jabs Crank right above the eye with the spike! Stopping Crank dead in his tracks he rolls over grabbing at that left eye as Storm slowly makes it to his feet.

Bennett: A spike to the eye! Now THAT’S how ya break up a ground and pound!

Carter: Unorthodox sure, but the X-Division in the EWC isn’t known for it’s mat wrestling… it’s known for violence!

Storm slowly stalks Crank who is rolling onto his side as blood starts to trickle out right above his eye. Storm, tossing the spike back and forth from one hand to the other clearly has something down right gruesome planned. But then suddenly he drops the spike on the mat, and reaches down into his boot and pulls out a box cutter! He slowly slides the blade out with the camera getting a close up shot of the blade.

Bennett: OH! Turn abouts fair play, Storm want’s to return the favor for last week. I don’t know how many stitches that Storm had to take in the scalp but I’m sure they are still there, and are a glaring reminder of what he wants to do to Crank!

Carter: I just hope he doesn’t stab Crank in the heart with that fucking thing!

Crank gets up, and Storm swings wildly with the box cutter! But Crank ducks it and coming around to the backside, he wraps his arms around the waist of Storm and deadlifts him in German Suplex!!! Storm comes crashing down to the mat! Crank stands over a dazed Mark Storm screaming in his face! “Fook you Storm!” He leans down and picks up Storm and then rams him face first into the steel fence! But he doesn’t stop, he grabs a handful of Storm’s hair and just grates his face across the steel cage like a cheese grater!

Carter: Oh! That’s gotta hurt!

Bennett: I’ve been there… believe me… it does.

When Crank lets him go, Storm falls stumbling backwards to his knees, blood starting to trickle down from all sorts of areas on his face as the small metal barbs scraped him up. As Storm tries to again get his wits about him, Crank picks the spike up off the mat, as Storm leans on the ropes and can be heard shouting to the outside… “I KNOW! ….I KNOW!”

Carter: Again… No one there…

Bennett: Dude needs his meds man… His man out there in his head should tell him that.

As Storm converses with his “man” at ringside Crank comes up behind him and grabs him in a standing choking headlock! Pulling him backwards, he jabs the spike into the forehead of the challenger! Over and over again! The blood is really flowing now, as it drips down into his eyes. He releases Storm who falls over on the mat, blood dripping… Storm tries to pull himself up using Crank’s trunks. Eddie looks around the arena laughing, he shakes his head no to Storm, when suddenly Storm surprises him and comes to life and rolls him into the CALF KILLER!!!

Carter: He just baited Eddie Crank into that! He let Crank think that he was down and out, and now it looks like Storm might just be getting the X-Division Championship!

Bennett: Match isn’t over yet my man! I haven’t seen Crank tap!

Carter: Yeah… but he’s thinkin about it… Storm has Crank in the middle of the ring.

Bennett: Yeah, but it doesn’t matter anyway… cuz this is the X-Division! Even if there wasn’t a cage there wouldn’t be any rope break to stop it!

Crank struggles and squirms trying to get free, with a look of pain and shock on his face as Storm continues to wrench in the calf killer! The ref checks on Crank but he shakes his head no! But Storm isn’t letting up… and Crank has no where to go! The ref checks again if he want’s to give it up!
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NO!!! Crank manages to roll out of it somehow! Crank tries to turn it into an STF submission…

Carter: Crank is a striker, now a submissionist… this might not be a good idea!

As Crank tries to turn it, Storm reverses it and rolls him into a small package!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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KICKOUT!!!

Crank stumbles to his feet trying to get his barrings and Storm bounces off the middle rope and hits the Storm Search!!! Again! Storm with the cover!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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TH— Kickout!!!

Crank BARELY gets the shoulder up as he lays face down trying to come out of the daze. The crimson faced Mark Storm looks down at Crank, looking like he might start to lose some energy due to blood loss as he wobbles on his feet… He takes a look around, seeing Crank still on the mat, and turns and goes to the cage wall, he uses the ropes and begins to climb the cage. He gets halfway there and Crank has made it to his feet. Stumbling catching his breath, he grabs ahold of one of Storm’s legs! Storm tries to kick off Crank but Crank uses Storms momentum and turns under him and powerbombs him off the cage wall!!! HUGE POP FROM THE CROWD!!!

Crank simply falls over on Storm for the cover! As the crowd counts along!

“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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“THR---OHHHHHH!!!” KICKOUT!!!

Carter: Storm isn’t ready to give it up just yet.

Bennett: I don’t either of these two are gonna be ready to give it up for a while, this isn’t only about the title, its about pride… the fact that neither man won that match last week, they both not only want to be champion, but show that THEY were the one’s who should have won!

Crank picks up Storm slowly, Storm goes for a hard right hook, but Crank blocks it and returns with a swift kick between the legs right in the family jewels! Followed up by a snap DDT!!! Storm is double hurt as he squirms on the mat trying to bounce back from that vicious shot. Crank looks down at Storm and waves him off and walks over to the door, telling the ref to open it. The ref walks up the stairs and starts to unlock the door, but he isn’t moving fast enough for Crank who grabs the cage door and shakes it telling the ref to “Fookin Hurry it up!” But this only flusters the ref more, and by the time he gets it unlocked Storm has crawled his way over to Crank grabbing his leg! Crank turns around grabbing Storm by the hair screaming in his face, when…

Bennett: OHHH RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!

Storm had picked up the box cutter off the mat, and he sliced right at Crank’s face with it! Crank drops to his knees grabbing his face as he stumbles now on all fours. The camera zooms in and you can see a wide gash running diagonally across the face of Crank with blood gushing out! Storm slowly gets to his feet, box cutter still in hand as he holds the ropes stumbling himself to stay on his feet. Storm gets a look of disgust on his face and throws the box cutter away, waving for Crank to get to his feet! Crank, slowly stumbling to the turnbuckle uses it to get up and turns around ring into Storm who picks Crank up on his shoulders! DYSTOPIA!!! STORM HOOKS THE LEG!!!

“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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THREE!!! OHHHHHH!!!” KICKOUT!!!

Bennett: Oh my God how did Crank kick out of that one???

Carter: I don’t think Crank even has any idea where he is right now! Listen to this crowd! They don’t seem to agree with the ref!

“THAT WAS THREE!!!”

“THAT WAS THREE!!!”

“THAT WAS THREE!!!”

Storm echos the crowd’s sentiments as he looks up through a face full of blood asking the ref if it was actually two… he can’t believe it… but the ref signals it was only a two count! Storm shakes his head in frustration. He looks down at Crank wondering what he has to do to put down the reining X-Division Champion. He pulls the bloody champion to his feet, hooks him and delivers a snap suplex into the corner turnbuckle!!! He spits blood down on the champion and starts to climb up the turn buckle and then up onto the cage. He slowly makes his way up the corner, as Crank rolls over on his knees. He pulls off one of his protective MMA gloves and pulls a set of Brass Knuckles out of his pocket! Storm gets to the top but rather then turn and go down, he looks around the arena as the crowd jumps to their feet coming to life! And Storm waves for Crank to meet him on the top of the cage!

Carter: What the hell is he doing??? He has the match won!

Bennett: I told you this is about so much more then the title, they don’t wanna win it by just winning, they wanna prove that they are indeed the better man! This is about pride!

Crank slides the brass knuckles on his hands in plain view of Storm as he walks the truss…

Carter: And suddenly this has become a scaffold match!

Storm slowly walks over turning around waiting for Crank to meet him. Crank gets to the top, as the camera gets a close up look at his furious bloody face! Standing up the two men walk toward each other ontop of the steel cage wall! The crowd is on it’s feet and they can’t believe what they are witnessing!

“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”

“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”

“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”

Storm throws a left hand but its blocked but Crank as they sway on the top of the cage! Crank retaliates with a right hand with the brass knuckles but Storm ducks it! Crank stumbles falling to his knees! He turns to a seated position to try to brace himself just as Storm comes over and grabs him by the hair, but Crank grabs him by the hands and with all his streangth throws him off the cage!!! Storm falls through the air crashing through the announcers desk!!! Carter and Bennett barely make it out of the way before Storm came crashing down through their table!

Carter: HOLY FUCK!

Bennett: What did Eddie Crank just do??? He just handed the win to Storm!

Eddie sits atop the steel cage in shock, he can’t believe what he had just done out of instinct!

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

Carter: NO! The ref is waving it off!!! He says that Storm’s feet haven’t touched the floor! Which is technically correct, cuz they are laying on a pile of rubble that used to be our table!

Crank, stunned finally realizes the bell didn’t ring, and gets a look at the ref who says the match is still going! Suddenly he wakes up, almost in shock! He begins to carefully climb down the cage wall to the outside.

Carter: Um… Steve… Storm is moving out here in front of us! I think he might be possessed or something! There is no way that he is still all there after that fall!

There are now two refs on that side of the ring, ready to ring the bell! One watching Crank as he makes his way down the cage, the other watching Storm who just needs to roll off the table! The refs quickly check with one another as Crank climbs down…

Bennett: How in the hell is Mark Storm moving???

Storm starts to roll off the rubble of the table! Crank is midway down the cage and he hops to the floor!
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Storm stops motionless just short of rolling off the table and Crank’s feet hit the floor! The ref calls for the bell raising Crank’s hand and pointing to him!

DING! DING! DING! 

Crank bends over hands on his knees almost in shock that his mistake didn’t cost him the title. The ref comes and hands him his championship and he throws it on his shoulder.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner… and… STILL YOUR EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION… EDDIE CRANK!!!

Carter: Wow, what a match and what a victory by the champion as he retains here tonight

Bennett: Mark Storm came close, but not close enough. Crank proved to be the better man here tonight, and proved he is here to stay as X-Division Champion

Aiello: We will be back with the much anticipated Main Event ... right after this

[MNB]

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TAG TEAM MATCH

DRAKE & ANDREW JACKSON

VS ALEXIS MORRISON & XPLODE

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Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl. The time has come, the much talked about, much hyped and much anticipated Main Event is here!

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening and is a TAG TEAM grudge match! Introducing first from Brooklyn, New York weighing in at 210 pounds… he is the EWC… INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION! …ASHTON DRAKE!!!

The lights fade to a dark grey, and the arena becomes silent instantly. The video screen above the entrance flickers to life, showing an image of a hooded man, his eyes ready for battle. The fans erupt into a frenzy as the man removes the hood, revealing his face.

Explosions rocket from the stage, catching the fans off guard as "The Vengeful One" by Disturbed begins to play! Stepping into view, Drake runs to the end of the stage and crouches, looking out into the sea of fans. There is a sarcastic smile on his face, as he shakes his head, overwhelmed by the fans around him!

Nodding his head, Drake hops up to his feet and cranks his arm. He then heads down the rampway and runs towards the ring as the fans cheer him on. His dark pupils stare at the ring as the arena explodes around him. Arriving at ringside, Drake hops up to the ring apron and remains in place.. looking out at the fans around him. He then walks along the outside of the ring and ascends the turnbuckle, looking out at the fans as they offer their support! Drake slowly unbuckles his championship and raises it above his head for all to see!

Nodding his head once again, Drake enters the ring and slowly struts around, his arms held out as he soaks up the fans' responses. His theme song slowly fades out as Drake ascends a turnbuckle, finding a seat on the top pad. The fans continue to cheer as the theme song comes to an end.

Jessica Stroup: And his tag team partner from North Carolina, weighing in at 190 pounds… ANDREW JACKSON!!!

"Take no prisoners" by Megadeth blasts through the PA system and the crowd respond with an outstanding roar, their excitement is soon greeted by the presence of Andrew Jackson who unveils himself from behind the dark curtains.

He points down at several random people in the audience sharing a handsome grin with them which fills them with awe and then he makes his way down the ramp dishing handshakes and salutes all the way to the ring. Jackson slides into the ring and then slowly rises to his feet. He finds his way to his corner of the ring and then jogs on the spot while dispatching a couple quick hands at the unfortunate volume of air in his path, ready to battle.

Jessica Stroup: And introducing their opponents…

A low tone beat mixed with an electric guitar sounds through the arena for a few seconds before going full force over the sound system. Cameras get a close up of the big screen as the Anti-Starlet logo is presented in until transitions into a video of the music video and clips of Alexis Morrison. This plays for a few minutes before entering fading back to an foggy entrance way. Out of the smoke, "The Anti-Starlet" Alexis Morrison walks onto the stage wearing a leather jacket, her blonde hair falls behind the woman, and she walks down.

Jessica Stroup: From Salem, New York weighing in at 125 pounds… ALEXIS MORRISON!!!

She stops, looks at the ring for a moment, circles it halfway before pulling herself onto the apron, giving a menacing stare back toward the crowd. Alexis climbs into ring with attitude, going straight to her respected corner taking off her black leather jacket while keeping an eye on things.

“I Stand Alone” by Godsmack begins to play! The crowd stands up to their feet as the arena lights fade to a crimson red! The excitement in the arena is palpable as a thunderous rumble emanates from the stands. As signs are waved and the crowd cheers loudly, Jessica Stroup raises a microphone to her lips:

Jessica Stroup: And her tag team partner from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 265 pounds… He is the reigning UNDISPUTED! EWC HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPOION OF THE WORLD!!!... the Destroyer of Worlds.. XPLODE!!!

The crowd continues to shout loudly as a fog machine covers the entrance. Flames erupt from each side of the stage. Stepping out into view, Xplode looks out at the fans with a smirk on his face. He looks ripped, sweat dripping down the sides of his forehead. The EWC Undisputed Title is buckled around his waist, sparkling under the arena lights. His hands are heavily taped and a thick knee brace is buckled over his right knee. Looking from left to right, Xplode remains in place for a time as his music grows louder and louder.

Walking down the ramp, he proceeds down to the ring. Behind him, above the stage, a zoomed in image of his determined face is highlighted within a red spotlight. He keeps his eyes focused on the ring in the distance as he continues to walk forward. Fans reach out to touch him but he ignores them, ignoring their gestures. Once at ringside, Xplode glances once more at the fans nearby before stepping up on the ring apron. He then turns to face the fans, his face without any emotion. Raising his arms and causing a thunderous response from the fans, Xplode roars loudly, claiming the ring as his own as the championship sparkles under the arena lights!

Xplode enters the ring. As camera flashes reflect from off of his large upper torso, Xplode stares at the championship belt one more time before handing it to a ring official at ringside. He then tugs on the top rope twice and cracks his neck, turning to face the referee. The camera feed then pans to behind Xplode, as we see a group of fans bowing and showing respect for the EWC Legend.

Aiello: This crowd is at a fever pitch right now!

Carter: They’ve seen a great show, but they haven’t seen ANYTHING yet!

Bennett: THIS is why Brawl is the A show! This is the kind of action we put on week in and week out! Rampage doesn’t have the stars that we have! They don’t have action we have, and they don’t have the greatest fans in the World like we have! This is absolutely amazing, this has been a pay-per-view quality show tonight.

Carter: Not to take anything away from Rampage but—

Bennett: No-no! I’m not taking anything away from the talent they have other there, but their guys can’t put on shows like this week in and week out.

Aiello: This all came to a head last week when we saw Ashton Drake come out wanting one more match with Xplode for that World Title, and given the fans reaction these two men have been putting on quite a show because this is something the fans want to see!

Carter: Yeah but a certain angry lady in the back is tired of getting overlooked and Alexis Morrison is NOT one of those people who is excited to see Drake vs X one more time.

Bennett: Well She wants her shot, there’s nothing wrong with that, and she has been here a long time, and Drake despite his popularity leap frogged some people in the locker room when he got here, and Alexis Morrison was one of them, her strategy is the best, befriending Xplode while eyeing his title the whole time.

Aiello: Then there is Andrew Jackson, and all he wants to do is the right thing here, he is standing by Drake’s side in an attempt to do what is right for the EWC universe.

Bennett: Nothing bothers me more then a suck up…

DING! DING! DING! 

The match begins with Alexis starting the match and X on the outside, Drake starts for his team and Alexis is all to eager to get her hands on Drake. The two meet in the center of the ring and lock up in the collar and elbow nothing fancy here just straight to it, Drake slides her into a side headlock but Alexis quickly escapes and pulls the standing switch to Drake grabbing him around the waist, she lifts him off the ground in a belly to back and takes him to the ground.

She quickly slides in and locks in a hammer lock on Drake on the defensive! Drake looks more then ready for this match, as the hold seems to frustrate him more than cause him pain. He reaches up for Alexis’ head and flips her down over his shoulder! He hits the ropes and nails her in the face with a drop kick!

The crowd pops for their favorite hero! As he reaches over and tags in Jackson, he holds onto Alexis with a spinning wrist lock, and Jackson climbs the turnbuckle and jumps off with an ax handle smash right onto the exposed arm of Morrison! Alexis winces trying to shake off the pain as Jackson grabs her around the waist and rushes her towards the ropes, he goes for a small package but Alexis rolls through and she ends up on top for the pin!

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KICKOUT!!!

Aiello: Alexis Morrison is showing just why she is so angry, she clearly belongs in this ring with these four men.

Bennett: Well lets wait a little longer into the match before we start making comments like that, one near fall doesn’t prove anything.

As Jackson kicked out it sprung Alexis towards the ropes she springboards off the middle rope and moonsaults back onto Jackson but he was ready and he catches her in mid air on his shoulder and in one fluid motion slams her down to the mat!!!

Carter: Oh!!! That was a crushing blow to her back!

Aiello: Jackson has obviously been studying up on some tape on her.

Always playing head games, before Jackson can capitalize on Morrison, Xplode starts shouting at Jackson from the apron! The two begin talking trash back and forth. Xplode is clearly getting under Jackson’s skin as Xplode laughs and Jackson reaches back to swing at the destroyer of worlds but Alexis has recovered and she grabs him and spins him around nailing a cutter!!! Xplode laughs on the apron as Alexis goes for the cover!

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JACKSON’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPE!

Alexis wastes no time and picks up a stunned Jackson bringing him over to their corner as she tags in Xplode, X takes a hold of Jackson and shoves him back into the turnbuckle giving him a few shots with his knee to the mid section! X delivers a punch to the face of Jackson, but it only seems to wake him up. X looks to be a little confused as he delivers another blow but Jackson hardly flinches and shakes his head no. He walks out of the turnbuckle, and Xplode holds up his hands smiling trying to wave him off. But Jackson is having none of it, but before he can attack Xplode gets him with a thumb to the eye!

Carter: Oh come on!

Bennett: It’s a cheap move but it’s effective.

Jackson turns around leaning on the ropes as X grabs him in a headlock and drags his face along the top rope!!!

Aiello: OHHHH! Talk about a rope burn!

Xplode takes a great deal of satisfaction as Jackson falls to his knees, he waves for Jackson to get up laughing as if Jackson isn’t even in his league. X leans down to pick him up but receives a blow to the midsection from Jackson. The blow angers X who comes at Jackson with a kick, looking for a low blow! But Jackson grabs his foot, and spins him around and he follows it up with a kick to the mid section and a DDT!!! And the crowd ERUPTS!!!

Carter: That DDT took some out of Xplode, is Jackson going to be able to make it to his corner?

Bennett: Jackson doesn’t seem to be going for his corner…

Ashton Drake waves pumping up the crowd as Jackson waits for X to get up as he stumbles and turns around right into Jackson who delivers a monstrous roundhouse kick to the side of X’s head nearly taking his head off!!! Jackson is clearly running on fumes though and he rolls over and slaps the hand of Drake for a tag! Drake comes in the ring, slowly stalking Xplode as he stumbles trying to “wake up” from that round house kick. He backs into a turnbuckle on the wrong side of the ring, and sees Drake now standing in front of him, and the crowd goes INSANE!!!

“YES!!!”

“YES!!!”

“YES!!!”

“YES!!!”

Drake allows X to recover and waves for him to “bring it!” Xplode walks out of the corner and starts talking trash to Drake—

Aiello: I don’t think this trick is going to work on Drake, he knows X too well.

Right as X get’s in Drake’s face, Drake delivers a right hand to an unsuspecting Xplode, who is forced back into the corner with blow after blow from his rival! But X retaliates and the two start to trade blows with each other! The fists of fury only stop with X slides in a low blow to Drake!

The ref warns Xplode but X assures him it was a kick to the stomach. …given X’s long standing career with the company, the ref decides to listen to the Champ… As Drake goes down, Jackson steps in the ring trying to defend the fallen Ashton Drake, but the ref stops him! Jackson furiously argues with the “blind” ref about the low blow, all the while Alexis has gotten in the ring, and as Drake stands up she NAILS him with 20 EYES!!!

Drake goes down hard! And X looks surprised and even gives her a little round of applause but she looks as if his applause couldn’t mean less to her.

Bennett: Great team work from Xplode and Morrison!

Aiello: I don’t know, Xplode looks as if he was just as shocked that Alexis was gonna do that as Drake.

Xplode signals for the end on his rival, with a kick to the stomach he sets him up for the Drop Zone! But he stalls for just a moment to taunt Jackson on the ring apron, and Drake flips Xplode over his head! The crowd pops but Drake is still down! Xplode quickly gets to his feet as Drake turns around and X is blocking his corner! Drake rushes X and leaps quickly tagging Jackson as the crowd pops! But the ref says no tag!!!!

As Drake was about to rush X, Morrison got in the ring and the ref went to her and he ordered her out of the ring! He never saw the tag! Xplode explains to the ref that there was no tag, and the ref agrees. X sling shots Drake into the ropes and connects with a clothsline nearly knocking Drake inside out! X immediately tells the ref to watch Jackson cuz he is up to something!

The ref goes over and berates Jackson who is clearly irritated holding up his hands as Xplode takes Drake to his corner. Alexis puts her boots on the ropes for X to slam his face into, but Drake counters with an elbow to the mid section of X and then knocks Alexis off the apron with a hard right hand! X turns around and Drake nails a kick to the mid section! Going for the Death note DDT! But X reverses it, spinning out, holding onto Drakes arm and he goes for a kick to execute the Drop Zone! But Drake catches his foot and spins kicking X’s feet out from under him! X tries to roll out of the ring but just as he is about to get out Drake drags him back inside and locks in THE MACHINE!!! AND THE CROWD GOES NUTS!!!

“TAP!!!”

“TAP!!!”

“TAP!!!”

“TAP!!!”

Alexis Morrison hits the ring breaking it up the submission but when the ref tells her to get out she refuses and shoves the ref out of the way! X and Morrison look to double team Drake as Alexis picks him up and X tries to shake off the effects of the machine, but before the beat down can start Jackson hits the ring and now we have an all out brawl in the ring!!!

Aiello: You knew that the ref wasn’t going to be able to hold these four apart forever!

An all out Brawl begins and the ref tries to get in the middle of it and break up the action but ends up getting an elbow to the head from one, nailed in the gut by another, and then tripped up as he falls out of the chaos! Fallen on the ground, holding his stomach he slowly calls for the bell! 

DING! DING! DING! 

Carter: And this one is over!

Bennett: But who won???

Aiello: Did anyone win???

Ashton Drake clothslines Xplode over the top rope to the arena floor! He follows him to the outside, and grabs him by the head and looks to slam him into the steel steps but it’s reversed by X and Drake hits the steps back first with a CRASH!!! X falls to his knees, waving it off and heading up the ramp way.

All the while Jackson and Morrison are still in the ring, with Jackson delivering a SUPERPLEX off the top rope to Morrison!!! As X walks up the ramp, Drake gets up holding his back and follows him. Somehow Morrison and Jackson are now on the outside, and Jackson throws Alexis into the guard rail, but she reverses it and Jackson is the one who crashes in back first but just as he crashes into them Alexis pops into the screen nailing 20 EYES!!! Knocking Jackson over the rail!!!

Aiello: My God! She nearly took his head off!!!

Alexis follows Jackson into the crowd, she shoves fans out of the way, grabbing a beer bottle from one of the fans and as a dazed Jackson turns around he gets a beer bottle right to the face!!! Much to the delight of the crowd!!! As Morrison and Jackson fight their way through the crowd Drake and X are now backstage and we see Xplode nail Drake with a steel chair to the skull!!! Drake falls to one knee as X throws the chair away and then grabs Drake and then throws him into a stack of wooden pallets knocking them over!!!

Bennett: Anyone who has ever worked with those things knows that they are heavy as FUCK! Drake is in a bad place right now!

We catch back up with Alexis and Jackson who are now making their way up the stands in the arena fighting among the fans. Jackson has Alexis bent and contorted around the stair railing pulling on her neck in a modified with the railing standing camel clutch! Security is trying to break up Jackson and Morrison as we switch back to Xplode and Drake who are now in the parking lot.

Drake stumbling now bleeding from the forehead, and holding his shoulder is attacking Xplode who is now on the ground getting stomped on by Drake! Drake turns and grabs a garbage can and whips it at Xplode but he manages to duck out of the way at the last minute! Drake grabs Xplode and takes him over to a car, and smashes his face down on the hood! Switching back inside the arena we are now in the concessions area with Jackson and Morrison who has just smashed Jackson in the face with a steel pipe in hand!

Carter: Where did she get that?

Bennett: Damn…

Jackson bleeding from the face, on his knees is being choked from behind by Alexis with the pipe! Switching back to Xplode and Drake in the parking lot X is now bleeding profusely as Drake pulls his face up off a car windshield that has just been introduced to Xplode’s forehead.

Drake throws Xplode off the car to the pavement. Hopping down off the car, Drake walks over to Xplode who nails drake with a low blow!!! Drake falls to his knees in pain. Xplode makes his way back to his feet, leaning on the EWC production truck, he gets a breather watching Drake on the ground. With blood running down his face he has a double take and sees a car… He makes a B-Line for the car and gets in.

Aiello: Um… Is that his car?

Carter: If it’s not are you gonna stop him???

The engine comes to life, just as Drake gets to his feet, the tires screech as he peels out of the parking lot as Drake gets to the car just as it’s taking off. Echoing through the garage is an audible “FUCK!!!” from Ashton. Back inside the arena we see Jackson throw Morrison into a trash can as she stumbles to the floor! Jackson grabs her by the hair and heads back inside the arena gate and into the stands! The crowd is at a fever pitch!

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen we are out of time!

Bennett: But who won the match???

Carter: Steve I’m being told the ref ruled the match a no contest… Double Disqualification!

Bennett: You have GOT to be kidding me!

Aiello: I’m sorry but we have to go!

Bennett: We can’t leave now!

The camera fades to black as we see Alexis and Andrew trading punches in the stands surrounded by fans.

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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SHOW OPENER
CODE NAME: PHANTOM [N/S]
VS SETH *
WINNER: Seth

TAG TEAM MATCH
PERRO & MR JONES [N/S]
VS DONKEY PUNCH *
WINNER: Donkey Punch

ANTHONY GRUNGE *
VS TSUJIRI *
WINNER: Anthony Grunge

EMMA LOUISE *
VS KIMI SMALLS *
WINNER: Kimi Smalls

JON SULLIVAN *
VS ADATU URAKIH *
WINNER: Jon Sullivan

JACK TILLMAN *
VS CATHARSIS *
WINNER: Catharsis

X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP CAGE MATCH
MARK STORM [N/S]
VS EDDIE CRANK *
WINNER: Eddie Crank retains as X-Division Champion


TAG TEAM MATCH
DRAKE * & ANDREW JACKSON *
VS ALEXIS MORRISON * & XPLODE *
WINNER: Double DQ
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