Post by MNB on Mar 6, 2017 22:53:57 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #475 | MARCH 6TH 2017
LIVE! from the Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York
EWC BRAWL
March 6TH 2017
LIVE! from the Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York
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 Sunrise 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, 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, Toshihiro Tsujiri, Xplode and finally current EWC Undisputed Champion Drake!
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the Barclays 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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The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
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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.
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!
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Aiello: Hello and welcome to another exciting episode of Monday Night Brawl! We are coming to you live from the sold out Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York. We are hot off of the heels of Hardcore Revolution! I have to say, the world is still reeling from the results of that show!
Carter: Agreed. We have crowned a new EWC Undisputed Champion! Ashton Drake has reached the top of the mountain once again and defeated the immortal Xplode, in a mach that will go down in the history books as one of the best ever.
Bennett: That’s right. Drake has changed the way that we look at the industry.
Aiello: That wasn’t the only thing that happened however. Jack Tillman shocked the world by defeating Eddie Crank in a-
“I stand alone” by Godsmack suddenly begins to play as the fans stand up, cheering loudly!
Bennett: We have got company…
Carter: Here he is… the greatest of all time… then man I grew up calling Uncle .. the one and only .. Xplode.
Aiello: Even with that loss last week, Xplode elevated himself to a level that no one has before him. He has done it all.
Carter: With one month left until his scheduled retirement, it’s hard to anticipate what he may have to say here tonight. What’s left to accomplish?
Bennett: Xplode is a crafty son o' bitch and always has a plan.
Stepping out to the stage, Xplode looks out at the fans from under dark sunglasses. His face looks swollen, and there is heavy bruising under his right eye. The arena literally stands up and offers respect to him, some bowing while others are clapping. Xplode nods his head in response.
Carter stands up as does Bennett and Aiello. The three announcers clap in respect for Xplode as he slowly makes his way down the rampway. There is a slight limp in his step. Reaching the ringside area, Xplode looks out at the fans once more before walking up the metal steps and entering the ring.
Fans continue to shout and cheer for Xplode.
Now inside the ring, Xplode paces for a moment. Jessica Stroup offers him a quick hug before handing him a microphone. Xplode accepts it and turns to the fans once more, removing his sunglasses. He has a very visible black eye.
Pacing a few more times, Xplode gestures for the fans to calm down. It takes a moment but finally they do. X clears his throat… and he speaks.
Xplode: I am going to get right to it. Drake…. You have earned my respect.
The fans literally light up and cheer even louder now! The arena is deafening!!!
Carter: OH WOW!!
Xplode nods his head and begins to speak once more.
Xplode: Drake took me to my absolute limit at Hardcore Revolution. There is no shame in me saying that. He will represent the EWC well… at least until StrangleMania.
Xplode walks around the ring now, smirking.
Xplode: Prior to our match, it was stated that there would be no rematches. It sounded good in theory but let’s be honest, did any of you actually expect me to pack up my bags and ride off into the sunset? I mean, I MADE that damn strap. This company has ridden on my shoulders for the last two years. There is no way in hell that I am going to accept defeat… something that I have never done before. The EWC Undisputed Championship belongs with me… so Drake? GET YOURS ASS OUT HERE!!!
The fans begin to mumble among themselves as Xplode walks over to the ropes. Leaning on them, he speaks again.
Xplode: Oh come on, Ash. You had to see this coming. My contract specifically states that I ALWAYS have a rematch should I lose the strap. I will retire as the champion, one way or another. Now, don’t make me walk back there and drag your ass out here. Save your dignity and-
The fans begin to cheer as President Mac suddenly emerges from the backstage area!!
Aiello: The boss is here!! PRESIDENT MAC!!!
Bennett: Mac and X have been friends for years. I hope Mac is going to set this thing straight. X can hardly stand up on his own. He has no business being in a title match at all right now. Come on, Pres. Talk to him..
Carter: I agree. X needs to heal right now. Competing against Drake, based on how it has gone thus far, would be suicide.
President Mac walks down the ramp-way to a chorus of cheers. Xplode smirks and slides back on his sunglasses as Mac enters the ring. Accepting a microphone, Mac glances at X and speaks.
President Mac: Jaden … Brother ... come on ... what are you doing out here bro?
Xplode: This is going to happen. You owe me.
President Mac: Yes, Jaden. I owe you. Hell, this entire EWC Universe owes you for all of the historic matches that you have been a part of here. You are without a doubt, the greatest champion of all time. I mean that. No one will ever touch your title reign. We love you to death my friend. So yes, I will forever owe you
Xplode: Then set up my rematch… StrangleMania… EWC Undisputed Championship… DRAKE.
President Mac: If it was any other time, I would have agreed with you. Absolutely, booked .. done. But Jaden .. look at you ... You are in bad shape right now. You can hardly see. I have your medical records …. Broken optical bone.. Cracked rib.. Damaged knee ligaments … it’s all here.
Xplode: I have overcome far worse than that.
President Mac: Yes… you have. The thing is, I cannot morally clear you to compete in this state. There is only one month left until StrangleMania. That is not enough time to heal for any man .. even you. I am sorry, Jaden. Not only am I not clearing you for a rematch, but I am not going to clear you to compete at all. Effective immediately, I am going to have to suspend your contract for a month
Xplode: I am done in a month.
President Mac: I know. It hurts me to do this, but it’s the only way that I know to keep you safe. We have been friends a long time, Jaden. You’re like a brother to me. I love you like family. We have shared holidays together. I was there for you when Terry passed away. I promised Terry that I would look out for you.. and I meant it.
Xplode: I don’t need a Father.
President Mac: No… but you need a friend. A good one. I am sorry, Jaden. It’s over. I knew that you would never allow yourself to walk away from this ring, so I made sure to be here tonight. I knew long ago that it would be me who had to close the book of Xplode, because as long as you are able to breathe, you will keep pushing yourself until breathing is no longer an option for you. You had the most amazing run that I have ever seen, Jaden. It’s time for you to enjoy all of your hard work. It is time to.. retire.
The fans begin to boo and plead for Xplode to not retire as Xplode looks around the arena. A tear flows from under his sunglasses as he quickly wipes it away. Clearing his throat, Xplode adjusts his posture.
President Mac: Come on. Let’s head to the office like the good old days and watch the show. Let’s enjoy the success that the two of us have created together.
Xplode: I don’t think so. Not here… not like this. I will retire when I am damn ready to do so. I will be fighting at StrangleMania, Danny. One way or another.. it’s going to happen. If you won’t give me Drake … then I want to step into the ring with ..... YOU.
The fans begin to cheer now as Xplode points as President Mac!!
President Mac: Jaden… please. It’s not going to happen.
Xplode: One way or another.. it will. You will see. You may be like a brother to me, but ask my REAL brother what happened when he stood in my way!
President Mac: Jaden .. I'm not going to fight you. This is ridiculous already. It's not going to happen
Xplode walks to the ropes.
Xplode: Yes… you will.
Xplode leaves the ring as the arena becomes loud! “I stand alone” by Godsmack begins to play as Xplode walks up the ramp.
Stepping out from the backstage area… is Shadow Man!!!!
Carter: SHADOW MAN??!!
Aiello: What in the world .. this is unexpected!
Xplode walks up to the stage and stands face to face with Shadow Man. The two look at each other for a moment before Shadey places a hand on his shoulder.
Xplode shoves the hand off of him and pushes past Shadow Man, heading backstage. Shadow Man looks over his shoulder and then towards President Mac with a depressed look upon his face..
Bennett: This… this isn’t good. Can the EWC survive this?
Aiello: President Mac won’t fight Xplode. They are family. Right?
Carter: I hope not. I truly do. We will back back with more BRAWL .. right after these messages
Carter: Agreed. We have crowned a new EWC Undisputed Champion! Ashton Drake has reached the top of the mountain once again and defeated the immortal Xplode, in a mach that will go down in the history books as one of the best ever.
Bennett: That’s right. Drake has changed the way that we look at the industry.
Aiello: That wasn’t the only thing that happened however. Jack Tillman shocked the world by defeating Eddie Crank in a-
“I stand alone” by Godsmack suddenly begins to play as the fans stand up, cheering loudly!
Bennett: We have got company…
Carter: Here he is… the greatest of all time… then man I grew up calling Uncle .. the one and only .. Xplode.
Aiello: Even with that loss last week, Xplode elevated himself to a level that no one has before him. He has done it all.
Carter: With one month left until his scheduled retirement, it’s hard to anticipate what he may have to say here tonight. What’s left to accomplish?
Bennett: Xplode is a crafty son o' bitch and always has a plan.
Stepping out to the stage, Xplode looks out at the fans from under dark sunglasses. His face looks swollen, and there is heavy bruising under his right eye. The arena literally stands up and offers respect to him, some bowing while others are clapping. Xplode nods his head in response.
Carter: This is what it is all about. Like him or hate him, the world respects him. Xplode has earned that ten times over, and the EWC Universe is more than happy to let him know. Come on, stand up!
Carter stands up as does Bennett and Aiello. The three announcers clap in respect for Xplode as he slowly makes his way down the rampway. There is a slight limp in his step. Reaching the ringside area, Xplode looks out at the fans once more before walking up the metal steps and entering the ring.
Fans continue to shout and cheer for Xplode.
DES-STROY-ER!!!!
DES-STROY-ER!!!!
DES-STROY-ER!!!!
Now inside the ring, Xplode paces for a moment. Jessica Stroup offers him a quick hug before handing him a microphone. Xplode accepts it and turns to the fans once more, removing his sunglasses. He has a very visible black eye.
THANK YOU, X!!!!
THANK YOU, X!!!!!
THANK YOU, X!!!!!
Pacing a few more times, Xplode gestures for the fans to calm down. It takes a moment but finally they do. X clears his throat… and he speaks.
Xplode: I am going to get right to it. Drake…. You have earned my respect.
The fans literally light up and cheer even louder now! The arena is deafening!!!
Carter: OH WOW!!
Xplode nods his head and begins to speak once more.
Xplode: Drake took me to my absolute limit at Hardcore Revolution. There is no shame in me saying that. He will represent the EWC well… at least until StrangleMania.
Xplode walks around the ring now, smirking.
Xplode: Prior to our match, it was stated that there would be no rematches. It sounded good in theory but let’s be honest, did any of you actually expect me to pack up my bags and ride off into the sunset? I mean, I MADE that damn strap. This company has ridden on my shoulders for the last two years. There is no way in hell that I am going to accept defeat… something that I have never done before. The EWC Undisputed Championship belongs with me… so Drake? GET YOURS ASS OUT HERE!!!
The fans begin to mumble among themselves as Xplode walks over to the ropes. Leaning on them, he speaks again.
Xplode: Oh come on, Ash. You had to see this coming. My contract specifically states that I ALWAYS have a rematch should I lose the strap. I will retire as the champion, one way or another. Now, don’t make me walk back there and drag your ass out here. Save your dignity and-
The fans begin to cheer as President Mac suddenly emerges from the backstage area!!
Aiello: The boss is here!! PRESIDENT MAC!!!
Bennett: Mac and X have been friends for years. I hope Mac is going to set this thing straight. X can hardly stand up on his own. He has no business being in a title match at all right now. Come on, Pres. Talk to him..
Carter: I agree. X needs to heal right now. Competing against Drake, based on how it has gone thus far, would be suicide.
President Mac walks down the ramp-way to a chorus of cheers. Xplode smirks and slides back on his sunglasses as Mac enters the ring. Accepting a microphone, Mac glances at X and speaks.
President Mac: Jaden … Brother ... come on ... what are you doing out here bro?
Xplode: This is going to happen. You owe me.
President Mac: Yes, Jaden. I owe you. Hell, this entire EWC Universe owes you for all of the historic matches that you have been a part of here. You are without a doubt, the greatest champion of all time. I mean that. No one will ever touch your title reign. We love you to death my friend. So yes, I will forever owe you
Xplode: Then set up my rematch… StrangleMania… EWC Undisputed Championship… DRAKE.
President Mac: If it was any other time, I would have agreed with you. Absolutely, booked .. done. But Jaden .. look at you ... You are in bad shape right now. You can hardly see. I have your medical records …. Broken optical bone.. Cracked rib.. Damaged knee ligaments … it’s all here.
Xplode: I have overcome far worse than that.
President Mac: Yes… you have. The thing is, I cannot morally clear you to compete in this state. There is only one month left until StrangleMania. That is not enough time to heal for any man .. even you. I am sorry, Jaden. Not only am I not clearing you for a rematch, but I am not going to clear you to compete at all. Effective immediately, I am going to have to suspend your contract for a month
Xplode: I am done in a month.
President Mac: I know. It hurts me to do this, but it’s the only way that I know to keep you safe. We have been friends a long time, Jaden. You’re like a brother to me. I love you like family. We have shared holidays together. I was there for you when Terry passed away. I promised Terry that I would look out for you.. and I meant it.
Xplode: I don’t need a Father.
President Mac: No… but you need a friend. A good one. I am sorry, Jaden. It’s over. I knew that you would never allow yourself to walk away from this ring, so I made sure to be here tonight. I knew long ago that it would be me who had to close the book of Xplode, because as long as you are able to breathe, you will keep pushing yourself until breathing is no longer an option for you. You had the most amazing run that I have ever seen, Jaden. It’s time for you to enjoy all of your hard work. It is time to.. retire.
The fans begin to boo and plead for Xplode to not retire as Xplode looks around the arena. A tear flows from under his sunglasses as he quickly wipes it away. Clearing his throat, Xplode adjusts his posture.
President Mac: Come on. Let’s head to the office like the good old days and watch the show. Let’s enjoy the success that the two of us have created together.
Xplode: I don’t think so. Not here… not like this. I will retire when I am damn ready to do so. I will be fighting at StrangleMania, Danny. One way or another.. it’s going to happen. If you won’t give me Drake … then I want to step into the ring with ..... YOU.
The fans begin to cheer now as Xplode points as President Mac!!
President Mac: Jaden… please. It’s not going to happen.
Xplode: One way or another.. it will. You will see. You may be like a brother to me, but ask my REAL brother what happened when he stood in my way!
President Mac: Jaden .. I'm not going to fight you. This is ridiculous already. It's not going to happen
Xplode walks to the ropes.
Xplode: Yes… you will.
Xplode leaves the ring as the arena becomes loud! “I stand alone” by Godsmack begins to play as Xplode walks up the ramp.
Stepping out from the backstage area… is Shadow Man!!!!
Carter: SHADOW MAN??!!
Aiello: What in the world .. this is unexpected!
Xplode walks up to the stage and stands face to face with Shadow Man. The two look at each other for a moment before Shadey places a hand on his shoulder.
Xplode shoves the hand off of him and pushes past Shadow Man, heading backstage. Shadow Man looks over his shoulder and then towards President Mac with a depressed look upon his face..
Bennett: This… this isn’t good. Can the EWC survive this?
Aiello: President Mac won’t fight Xplode. They are family. Right?
Carter: I hope not. I truly do. We will back back with more BRAWL .. right after these messages
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Aiello: Welcome back to BRAWL .. President Mac is back in the middle of the ring and he appears ready to talk some more here tonight
President Mac: Last season, a man by the name of Ashton Drake took the EWC by storm, on his way to winning the International Championship, EWC Championship and Rookie of the Year honors. This year he continued on that path, once again winning the EWC International Championship .. and just last weekend, became our new Undisputed EWC World Champion
Drake!
Drake!
Drake!
President Mac: Yes, Drake did the impossible and defeated Xplode in what will go down as one of our most memorable matches and easily the most memorable feuds in our twenty year history. It's my absolute pleasure and honor to call to the ring .. give it up for our EWC Champion .. DRAKE!!!!
DRAKE!
DRAKE!
DRAKE!
Carter: The people absolutely love Drake, listen to them cheer
Camera’s flash in a strobe like pattern as Drake soaks it all in. Finally, he hops back down and accepts a microphone. Drake hangs both title over each shoulder as President Mac speaks.
Aiello: What a treat for the fans ... Mac, Xplode, Shadow Man and now the EWC Champion Drake! Wow
President Mac: Congratulations, Drake. You have done the impossible. You are now the new face of the EWC. We couldn't be prouder of you. This Championship and all that goes with it is much deserved, you absolutely earned.
Drake looks out at the fans as they cheer loudly. Drake smirks and nods his head.
Drake: Listen, Mate. First and foremost, I want to give a nod of respect to Xplode. That bloke pushed me to my limit and bloody well put me through the ringer! He is every bit the legend that others describe him as. Folks… let’s give that man the respect that he has earned.
The fans begin to cheer loudly as Drake raises his microphone over his head. President Mac smiles as the arena cheers loudly!
President Mac: Very respectful. Thank you.
Drake: Of course, mate. Every step that I have taken and every opponent that I have faced was important to getting me in this very spot in my career. Xplode especially. I told the world though… these fans told the world… that I am the best in the world today. I have proven that. Now, it’s StrangleMania. That is the show where legends are created. That is the event where history is made. So… Mister President… who is my next opponent?
President Mac smiles as the fans cheer loudly!
President Mac: You truly are the prototype of a champion, Drake. I admire that. Well, you have faced the best that this company has to offer. You have damn near won every major brand championship that there is in the process. You have earned the right to pick your next opponent. So who should it be?
The fans cheer even louder as Drake smirks.
Drake: Aw, bloody hell. We all know the answer to that question. Only one man has been the very definition of constant in the EWC after Xplode. That man has yet to taste a EWC Undisputed Championship challenge. It’s time for Rampage to step up to the main event again and there is no better man to represent them… then Griffin Hawkins!
The fans scream loudly in approval.
President Mac: I completely agree. Griffin Hawkins has been turning heads for almost two years on Rampage. He was a record setting TV Champion, and just successfully defended the EWC United States Championship last weekend. Griffin has done Rampage proud, he has done the EWC proud, and he absolutely deserves this opportunity
Drake: To be the best in the world, I have to face the best in the world. Griffin is of that caliber.
President Mac: Well, it looks like we think alike. You see, I actually made sure to fly Griffin out here tonight. You're right. This match would be historic. So without further adieu, ladies and gentlemen... GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!
With that, the crowd is electrified as "Made in Hell" by Rob Halford kicks in. He stands uptop the ramp in a Ziggy Stardust T-Shirt and black leather pants. He has the U.S Title over his shoulder as he makes his way down.
Aiello: I can't believe this...a Rampage Superstar is gonna face our Champion at Stranglemania?!
Bennett: Its about damn time someone from Rampage stepped up.
Carter: Well..I say he deserves it! He's remained TV Champion for over a year, he's United States Champion and he's proven himself to be a major force on Rampage! But is he good enough to beat Ashton Drake? That's the real question.
Bennett: This son o' bitch is finally gonna get a taste of the lime light.
Aiello: This may very well be the match we are talking about at the end of the season ... two big stars regarded as the future of their perspective brands are gonna fight on the biggest show in our industry! This is absolutely huge
Bennett: Biggest moment of Griffins career. Son o' bitch better enjoy the moment
The crowd is chanting "Hawkins" over and over as he gets in the ring. The music dies down as Griffin tries to get a word in, but the crowd is so loud he can barely hear himself talk. But he does so anyway.
HAWKINS
HAWKINS
HAWKINS
Griffin Hawkins: Well, looks like Brooklyn knows who I am...
Aiello: Best hair in the business
Bennett: Son o' bitch always looking like he's posing for a magazine, I need a fucking beer
The crowd goes wild as he smiles. He takes off his silver aviator shades and adjusts the U.S Title on his shoulder before he continues.
Griffin Hawkins: Ashton Drake...at last we meet. I've heard so much about you and I have seen you in action. And I must say man...you are one hell of a talent. You're the guy who beat Xplode for that very title, and that is not an easy task to do. Meanwhile on Rampage, I've been fighting and scratching and clawing my way to the top for over a year. I have taken on everyone in my path...I have beaten everyone there is to beat just to get this opportunity. Griffin Hawkins v.s Ashton Drake...this has match of the year written all over it. Only one of us will walk out the Undisputed Champion. And Drake..you know how much I respect you. I think you're a great Champion and great representative of this brand. But at StrangleMania..I'm bringing everything to the table, and I am willing to do whatever it takes to walk out with the United States Title over one shoulder...and the Undisputed Title over the other shoulder.And I don't expect any less from you but one hell of a match. All I have to say to you..is may the best man win.
He sticks out his hand for Drake to shake. He looks Hawkins square in the eye and nods his head, but doesn't not shake Griffins hand as the crowd pops for these two superstars.
Joe Aiello: There you have it ladies and gentlemen! It's Champion Vs Champion at StrangleMania as Griffin Hawkins takes on Ashton Drake for the EWC Undisputed Championship
Bennett: Two of the brightest stars in EWC today are on a collision course! Just who's gonna walk out Undisputed Champion?!
Carter: It's anybody's ballgame guys, it doesn't matter who wins. In a match like this, we're all winners! We will be back with our first match of the night .. right after these messages
SHOW OPENER - HANDICAP MATCH
JON SULLIVAN
VS INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT (Wall & Eiffel)
JON SULLIVAN
VS INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT (Wall & Eiffel)
Our first match of the night was EWC's very own Outlaw .. Jon Sullivan involved in a Handicap match against one of our newest tag teams, International Incident. Wall and Eiffel would be representing the team, but it didn't matter on this night in Brooklyn as Jon took out his frustration with being booked so early on in the show. Jon was a man possessed as he put on a clinic.
On this very night Jon gave to the world the Devil’s Drop , Hangman's Noose
, Lariat and finished it all off with back to back Home on the Range's
WINNER: Jon Sullivan
JOHN BLADE
VS AMIS SHELTON
Something must have been in the water because Amis Shelton also came out in a fit of rage. The bell didn't even sound before Amis started to rip into John Blade. Blade proved he couldn't be pushed around for too long as his fans rallied behind him, giving Blade a boost on offense.
However that was cut short when Amis his John with the Lawn Dart, not once .. not twice .. but three times in a row sending shockwaves across the entire arena as the boos poured in.
Amis didn't care. The message was clear and the match was won.
WINNER: Amis Shelton
Amis rolls outside of the ring and heads immediately to the timekeeper's area. He snatches the microphone from Jessica Stroups' hands and rolls back into the ring. Amis taps the microphone several times to make sure that it's switched on. The crowd are still murmuring but Amis doesn't wait for them to finish.
Amis FN Shelton: Lately there's been a lot of talk.. A lot of talk that Amis Shelton can't hang! That I'm a one season wonder! Does this look like the work of a one season wonder?
Amis points to John Blade who's still recovering. The fans begin to boo.
Amis FN Shelton: Shut up when I'm talking! Instead of booing you should all shut your mouths and take a good hard look at me right now! What you're looking at is the FUTURE of this damn company and you should all count yourselves lucky that you get to see me wrestle on a regular basis!
Amis lowers the microphone for a moment, clearly getting agitated from the crowd response.
Amis FN Shelton: I suck? No that's where you've got it wrong ladies and gentlemen.. I DO NOT SUCK! I can go on and on for the remainder of the show about my list of accomplishments but I don't think you'd get it. You're too simple. So here's what I'm going to do.
Next week, give me one of the biggest fishes on this roster and just watch as I completely dismantle them. Maybe then you people will understand just how good Amis Fucking Shelton REALLY is.
An angry Amis tosses the microphone outside the ring and exits the ring as 'End of Heartache' resumes playing.
However that was cut short when Amis his John with the Lawn Dart, not once .. not twice .. but three times in a row sending shockwaves across the entire arena as the boos poured in.
Amis didn't care. The message was clear and the match was won.
WINNER: Amis Shelton
Amis rolls outside of the ring and heads immediately to the timekeeper's area. He snatches the microphone from Jessica Stroups' hands and rolls back into the ring. Amis taps the microphone several times to make sure that it's switched on. The crowd are still murmuring but Amis doesn't wait for them to finish.
Amis FN Shelton: Lately there's been a lot of talk.. A lot of talk that Amis Shelton can't hang! That I'm a one season wonder! Does this look like the work of a one season wonder?
Amis points to John Blade who's still recovering. The fans begin to boo.
Amis FN Shelton: Shut up when I'm talking! Instead of booing you should all shut your mouths and take a good hard look at me right now! What you're looking at is the FUTURE of this damn company and you should all count yourselves lucky that you get to see me wrestle on a regular basis!
You suck!
You suck!
You suck!
You suck!
You suck!
Amis lowers the microphone for a moment, clearly getting agitated from the crowd response.
Amis FN Shelton: I suck? No that's where you've got it wrong ladies and gentlemen.. I DO NOT SUCK! I can go on and on for the remainder of the show about my list of accomplishments but I don't think you'd get it. You're too simple. So here's what I'm going to do.
Next week, give me one of the biggest fishes on this roster and just watch as I completely dismantle them. Maybe then you people will understand just how good Amis Fucking Shelton REALLY is.
An angry Amis tosses the microphone outside the ring and exits the ring as 'End of Heartache' resumes playing.
JAZZLYN ST JAMES
VS COREY SMITH
It's the long awaited return of Jazzlyn St James to the EWC ring, but unfortunately the return came with a large amount of rust. Jazzlyn struggled all night to mount any sort of defense or offense on Corey Smith. Corey came out strong and didn't seem to let up.
The match ended when Corey locked in the Sharpshooter, forcing Jazzlyn to tap out
WINNER: Corey Smith
We open up backstage where Ace Heart is spotted with BRAWL Superstar, Seth
Ace: Seth where have you been?
Seth: Just had a change of heart dealing with the demons of the underworld and trying to make it from day to day life.
Ace: What are you talking about? Demons?
Seth: Oh what? You don't see them? The demons. That brought me here to take out the competition.
Ace: Ok folks you have seen it here first Seth has lost damn mind. Back to folks at ringside
ANDREW JACKSON
VS CHASE REX
VS CHASE REX
DEAD!
The single lyric in the song works almost like a jump-scare over the PA, the lights cutting out in that same moment. A piano is the next thing that's heard and just as the song picks up and the drums come in, a sole spotlight hits the stage and highlights Chase Rex.
Jessica Stroup: From the Upper East Side in Manhattan, New York by way of Birmingham, England - he is "A Sophisticated Man", Chase Rex!
He pauses for a moment, peering out at the crowd before heading down the ramp. Without any hesitation, he works his way to and up the steps, then slides his body between the ropes after wiping his boots on the apron. Once in the ring, he takes to the center of it with arms extended and head tilted back. The lights come back on, and Chase takes to a corner.
"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.
Stroup: And his opponent, from North Carolina, Andrew Jackson!
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.
Aiello: Jackson is coming off of that huge match against Alexis Morrison at Hardcore Revolution.
Bennett: Yeah, but he lost. Rex on the other hand came out on top.
Carter: Both men were involved in hard fought matches. As we begin the road to Strangle Mania tonight, both men are going to want to begin building some steam.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and the two men meet in the center of the ring. A shoving match ensues. Rex was knocked to the mat. He angrily got back to his feet, shoving Jackson back, knocking him to the mat.
Aiello: And now that the shoving game is done…
Bennett: I’ve gotta say, both of these guys need to do something to really reach that next level.
Both men stared at each other for a moment before Jackson rebounded off the ropes going for a Clothesline. Rex took the hit and stayed on his feet. Firing back, Rex hit Jackson with an Uppercut.
Aiello: Nice Uppercut there.
Bennett: Subpar at best.
Carter: Jackson with a Roundhouse to respond.
Rex was then staggered by a Roundhouse, which Jackson followed up with a DDT, sending Rex to the mat head first. Jackson followed up with an Elbow Drop, but Rex rolled out of the way at
the last second.
Aiello: Crash and burn.
Bennett: Rex could take control here.
Back to his feet, Rex hit an Elbow Drop of his own, this one connecting. Rex got to his feet, but Jackson kicked them out from under him. Jackson was first to get back to his feet.
Aiello: Legs swept by Jackson.
Bennett: It’s a nice strategy, but it doesn’t win matches.
Carter: No, but Jackson is in control of the action now.
Grabbing Rex and pulling him to his feet, Jackson whipped Rex into the far corner, following behind him. Jumping into the air, Jackson hit Rex with a big splash. Rex fell out of the corner, but Jackson stayed on the attack, picking him up and ramming him into the turnbuckle.
Aiello: That is never fucking fun.
Bennett: No shit, Sherlock.
Carter: Jackson is doing a good job right now of handling Rex, but can he close it up?
Rex groaned in pain as Jackson tossed him to the mat. Jackson climbed to the top rope and the referee tried to wave him off, but Jackson launched himself for a Diving Elbow Drop, connecting.
Jackson went to hook Rex’s leg, but Rex kicked him away and groggily got to his feet. Jackson charged forward, but Rex kicked him in the gut, doubling him over before sending him to the mat with a DDT. Rex dragged Jackson toward another corner, and climbed the turnbuckle, going for the Goodbye and Goodnight, but Jackson rolled out of the way and Rex didn’t have time to brace for the impact.
Aiello: Oh, big miss for Rex!
Bennett: That shit will be sore tomorrow!
Carter: Jackson looking for The Patriot here!
With Rex in pain, Jackson picked him up, and lifted him into the air, setting up The Patriot. But Rex countered, kneeing Jackson in the head. Back on his feet with Jackson dazed, Rex kicked him in the gut, and then took him up with a Powerbomb, slamming him into the mat. Jackson groaned in pain, but Rex picked him up again and took him down with a One Leg Dropkick.
As Jackson gets to his feet, Rex stalks him from behind and then pounces, but Jackson senses him coming and dodges. Catching Rex in the gut with a kick as he turned around, Jackson hits The Patriot..
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Stroup: Here is your winner, Andrew Jackson!
Aiello: Andrew Jackson with the much needed victory here. He looked very good in this match, and quickly put his loss behind him
Bennett: You have to wonder .. with Alexis Morrison beating Jackson at Hardcore Revolution and thus becoming the top contender for the International Championship .. only to turn around and structure her release .. that must burn Jackson up inside. I know I'd be furious.
Aiello: I'm sure that played into his focus tonight, to get right back in that conversation and with StrangleMania coming up, who knows
Carter: Rex looked great in this one, but gets his first loss of the season against a very focused and hungry Andrew Jackson
Anthony walks over to Jessica who is still ringside with the mic
Jackson: I just wanted to say, thank you to fans here tonight. You had my back and I appreciate you .. I also wanted to address Amis Shelton
Jackson wipes the sweat off his head before continuing
Jackson: Amis, you came out and said you needed a challenge .. well, I might not be one of those fishes you were talking about, but I certainly heard you, and I am going to take you up on that match, because if there is one thing I hate .. it's someone coming out here and running their mouth when they have little to show for it. No disrespect, I like to earn my way with my fists and not my mouth. So next week, BRAWL at the Bell Centre .. be there.
Jackson hands the mic back and celebrates the victory as we head backstage
Scene opens backstage in the locker room with Tsujiri and Nairobi.
Tsujiri: Sorry about that mist a few weeks back, just wasn't in the mood to speak.
Nairobi: It's all good man. I'm glad I didn't have to come after you. Just keep the momentum up and you'll have gold in no time.
Tsujiri: When are you getting back in the ring, you have a Phoenix fighting Spirit! Maybe we Can team up?
Nairobi: That's all to be determined at a later date.
Scene cuts back to a commercial
The scene cuts backstage in a barely lit room with a single light falling down onto a single chair. Out of the shadows walks Jack Tillman as he holds the newly won X-Division title in his right hand. Slowly sitting in the chair, he lays the belt into his lap as he softly addresses the camera.
Jack Tillman: "Last week I became the new owner of the X-Division belt.....a belt that many in this company see as one of the top titles in the company.......second only to the World Title. It's a belt that's titled.....the New Era Of Hardcore."
Jack grins as he looks down at the title. Jack slowly picks the title up so that the face of it can be seen by the camera.
Jack Tillman: "You know what I see?"
Jack slowly lets the title drop from his hands and onto the ground as disgrace covers his face now.
Jack Tillman: "I see trash. I see a title that isn't worthy of my time and my talents. It's a title that's garbage and filth. It's a god damn participation trophy. This title means absolutely nothing to me because I look at the past champions that held onto this title and they made it a joke. Kinsley was a cos play fraud that faced a bunch of talentless hacks. Polly Pocket was a gimmick that wasn't good enough to last in this company. And Eddie Crank was a sports entertainer that's in the wrong industry. For the first time in this belts history......it finally has an owner that is a true professional wrestler and not a fraud. And with it in my grasp.....it will finally mean something to this company because I have the skills....the tools.....and the determination to do so."
Lifting up his left foot, he places it on top of he X-Division belt.
Jack Tillman: "But like all souls in this world.....it first must go through hell to get to heaven. So thats what I plan on doing with this title. I'm going to make it go through hell as I stack the bodies of my victims that decide to get in my way......and as the blood from their heads trickle down their body......my X-Division title will collect that river of blood that will eventually wash away the past that once made this title a joke. Cleaning it and making it dirty no more."
Jack quickly picks up the X-Division from the ground and holds it inches away from the camera as his voice raises.
Jack Tillman: "This title will one day become great.......but for now......it's nothing but a paper weight."
Jack drops the title on the ground again. Leaning towards the camera, he takes his index finger and slowly taps on the camera lens three times before addressing the camera one last time.
Jack Tillman: "Let the cleansing begin."
Jack shows off an evil grin, then, lights go out ending the scene.
NO DQ - WEAPONS NON TITLE MATCH
MARK STORM
VS JACK TILLMAN
MARK STORM
VS JACK TILLMAN
Aiello: Well we just saw the new X-Division Champ backstage and he sounds very focused.
Carter: He better be, Mark Storm won't be an easy matchup for him tonight
Jessica Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a NO DQ WEAPONS MATCH!!!
“YYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”
Aiello: The EWC Nation loves their blood.
Bennett: Who doesn’t MI’RIGHT?
Carter: Joe…
Bennett: Oh yeah…
Jessica Stroup: This match is a non title match, introducing first…
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: From New York, Brooklyn; weighing in a two hundred and twenty pounds.. He is the prince of CHAOS.. , 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.
Carter: Is it just me… Or does Storm appear a little unfocused tonight?
Aiello: You mean more then his usual imaginary friend at ringside?
Carter: …Yeah…
Bennett: Huh… Well Son of a bitch…
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
Jessica Stroup: From Omaha, Nebraska! Standing at 6 ft 1 and weighing in at 210 pounds! The X-Division Champion .. He is Jack “The Ripper” Tillman!
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.
DING DING DING
The match begins and Storm appears to just be hanging out in his corner, looking as if his mind is completely elsewhere. Tillman, shouts at the ref to check on Storm and see what the fuck is goin on, if he is gonna fight or not?
Aiello: This is strange…
“BOOOOOOOOOO”
The ref checks on Storm for a moment, and he nods his head saying he is ready. The ref tells them to fight! Storm leisurely walks to the center of the ring, as Tillman approaches furious that Storm isn’t taking the match seriously. The two talk trash for a moment, and then Storm pie faces Tillman away!
“OOOOOOOOOOH”
Tillman laughs with his back turned to Storm, who just stands there with his arms open wide. Its clear as day that Tillman grabs a pair of brass knuckles out of his trunks, and places them on his hand balling up a fist.
Bennett: Um… Mark…
Aiello: What is he doing?
Storm just stands there, watching him put the knuckles on. He has a blank emotionless look on his face, and then he spits in the face of Tillman and suddenly Tillman DROPS STORM WITH ONE PUNCH WITH THE KNUCKS!!!
Carter: GOOD NIGHT!
The crowd POPS as Storm gets the right hook to the jaw and hits the mat!
“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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“THREE!!!”
DING DING DING
Aiello: And with ONE punch our X-Division Champion knocks Mark Storm clean out!
Carter: Well he did have a set of brass knuckles on…
Bennett: Well ya gotta give the people what they came ta see! This was a weapons match! Ya cant have a weapons match without at least ONE weapon!
Aiello: I don’t know what was going through Mark Storm’s head tonight but—
Bennett: There wasn’t anything going through his head, he might as well have stayed home from the event tonight.
Carter: In any event, Storm is gonna be taking a long nap after that one, hopefully the next time we see him he will be himself again.
Tillman holds up his arms and X-Division Championship in victory as he smiles and tosses the brass knuckles into the ring, they land right next to Storm’s seemingly lifeless body.
Jack Tillman is making his way backstage alongside Chris Constantine who hands him a bottle of water which Jack takes a gulp of following his victory over Mark Storm. There seems to be a weird buzz in the backstage area, and soon enough we find out that Eddie Crank is on his way to the entrance, ready for his match against Catharsis.
Naturally, the two can't help but exchange a few words as soon as they see each other for the first time since Hardcore Revolution.
Jack Tillman: The Octagon is that way, bitch.
Eddie Crank: Oh yeah? Care to follow me to it, pussy?
Jack Tillman: Come on! Let's go! I'll expose you again!
Eddie Crank: You'll do fookin nothin'!
Jack immediately gets in Eddie's face but is quickly pulled away from Eddie by Chris Constantine.
Chris Constantine: Come on Jack, we don't fight for free.
Jack sees sense in Chris' words and backs off, but not without lifting the X-Division belt in the air and taunting Eddie with it on his way.
Eddie Crank: Can't stand to look at that bum with me belt. You better walk off!
HOUSE OF FUN MATCH
CATHARSIS
VS EDDIE CRANK
CATHARSIS
VS EDDIE CRANK
Aiello: Well that was an interesting exchange to say the least. Those two really don't like each other. Now we get to see how Eddie responds to his first loss, and a title loss at that
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall … the first person to knock their opponent out for a 10 count inside the roofed cage will be declared the winner! Introducing first… from Chicago, IL, weighing in at 210 pounds… “The Raging River”… 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.
Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Dublin, Ireland … weighing in tonight at 165 pounds … “The Whizzer” EDDIE CRANK!
The EWC cameras take us backstage where Eddie Crank, followed by his coach and the rest of his team, is marching towards the entrance as ‘Foggy Dew’ echoes in the arena.
Carter: It’s always so eerie when this tune plays, it gives me chills every time.
Bennett: The ‘Foggy Dew’ is a traditional, Irish song. Eddie does not forget where he comes from, he dons Irish colors, the flag, the music every time he’s in the public eye. Crank is many things, but ungrateful is not one of them and here he comes now!
Eddie is prancing around, practicing his footwork as he goes, throwing air punches and having a good time. The Irish in the audience are having an even bigger blast than Eddie is, donning Irish colors and painting the entire arena green, orange and white.
Bennett: Once again the Irish fans are here in bulk! Look at the colors all around us!
Carter: Are you sure we’re not in Dublin? All I smell is beer and all I see is green!
Bennett: The support from the Irish is outstanding. Every single time this man fights, the hordes are quick to follow!
Eddie’s theme switches from ‘Foggy Dew’ to ‘Unchained’ and the crowd goes wilder and wilder by the second while Eddie makes his way to the ring, barely having any space around him thanks to his crew and the Irish fans trying to touch and high five him.
Aiello: Wow! What was that?
Carter: A twist on the Foggy Dew! Look at that! The crowd is loving it!
The ref checks Eddie’s gloves for any foreign items and allows him to get in the cage.
Bennett: Those MMA gloves are light but could carry some heavy objects. Even the Crank needs to get checked.
Carter: Eddie said he wouldn't use any weapons. Those fists are more dangerous than any furniture he can pick up.
Crank starts circling the ring and talking trash, warming up for the fight with a smile on his face.
Bennett: It’s almost mystifying how calm and confident Eddie is. He’s about to defend his Championship in front of the whole world against a very dangerous, blood-thirsty opponent and he’s in there loose, collected, happy and smiling.
Carter: He lives for these moments! Crank doesn’t see his opponents, they don’t matter to him. He's a prize fighter and a belt collector. That’s what this kid is all about. He’s not here to pull on any complicated agendas. Eddie wants his money and his belts, that’s it. It’s simple.
Eddie starts air punching and kicking, practicing over his movements and getting nice and limber for the fight.
Bennett: He’s a dangerous, dangerous man. Despite his confidence, calmness and that razor sharp tongue, Eddie is an assassin in that ring and I hope, I pray, his opponent doesn’t underestimate this guy because of how playful he is.
DING DING DING!!!
Aiello: Well that was one hell of a long entrance ...The three count echos through the arena as the two men in the cell are ready to go to war. Crank looks confident, calm, collected and ready to go. Catharsis is no different, except he really wants to twist Eddie’s head off. You can see it from the sparkle in his eye and his eagerness to tie up with Eddie. We’re all out of luck though, because these two are not in there to do collar and elbow tie ups. No sir, they’re there to fight!
Carter: These boys seem different today, no?
Bennett: These ‘boys’ have decided to give us a taste of MMA tonight it seems! Look at the way they’re standing, look at their posture. This is going to be interesting.
Eddie crouches down on the mat, on all fours and sizes Catharsis up, showcasing his contemporary and unorthodox fighting style, while Catharsis is having none of it. Catharsis raises his hands up and throws his footwork into the match, ready to throw down. Eddie does a bee line towards Catharsis and keeps his guard low, but eyes on Catharsis’ legs and hands.
Just like that Catharsis pops off a few rights followed by an attempt at a left uppercut that whizzes by Eddie’s chin. Eddie shakes his head and laughs at Catharsis as a distraction before popping off a quick straight right leg kick to Catharsis’ abdomen which he avoids by jumping back.
Bennett: Gosh he almost caught him! These fellas are so quick and dangerous. Eddie has that killer left hand, but Catharsis’ arsenal is so much more varied than Eddie’s, I don’t know if that left and his conditioning will be enough.
Carter: Eddie is a different animal in the ring, that’s his egde. But is the egde sharp enough to cut Catharsis? Who knows?
Eddie keeps his distance and so does Catharsis. These two men know better than to fight in the pocket. They keep circling the ring, looking for a weakness, a temporary slip into the defense of the other one. Out of nowhere Eddie shows his explosiveness by popping off a quick flurry of lefts and rights which Catharsis swiftly blocks by lifting his hands up and covering the side of his head. Eddie’s smart and tries to pop off an uppercut and catch Catharsis on the chin, but he moves away just in time.
Now Catharsis mocks Eddie by laughing at him for missing before attempting a roundhouse kick which doesn’t trouble Eddie much because he counters right as Catharsis’ chin is back in sight and decks him with a quick straight left which sends the man to the ground, dazed and confused.
Carter: OH! There it is! His neck twisted so weirdly! SO much power under that left of Crank!
Bennett: He’s so precise.
Eddie ignores the ten count and immediately jumps on the opportunity and tries to pound his head into the mat with hammer fists but the left wasn’t quite enough to knock Catharsis out cold as he slips out of the pressure area and jumps back to his feet, trying to regain his sight and composure. Eddie does the same, keeps his stance loose, guard is down, ready to go for another left.
Aiello: Good, smart move by Catharsis here. You don’t want to be mounted by Crank and allow him to rain shots on you like that.
Carter: Crank saw that the shot was strong but hit too early in the fight and wanted to finish it right then and there. Swift movement by Catharsis here.
The two men circle around the ring some more, throwing some faint jabs at eachother, feeling the other one out. Eddie goes for a few straight rights which Catharsis blocks, dodges and counters with a swift kick to the inside of Eddie’s right thigh which catches him off balance and brings him down to one knee. This gives Catharsis the chance to fly towards Eddie’s face with a knee of his own, shining wizard style, and he catches Eddie flush in the chin!
Aiello: Eddie Crank, meet Catharsis! Holy Crap!
Carter: Jesus that look like it hurt! I don’t know how strong that left of Eddie’s is, but it doesn’t beat a knee to the kisser does it? Eddie is toast!
Catharsis then takes the opportunity further by trying to grapple with the dazed Eddie on the ground and to try and choke him out, but Eddie’s ground defense is solid as he manages to block all attempts of Catharsis to hook the arm around his neck. Eddie twists and goes on his back as Catharsis mounts him, however Eddie manages to escape the predicament by raining down some hard elbows to Catharsis’ forehead. Smartly enough, Catharsis backs off of Eddie and tells him to get up, avoiding further damage to his forehead and bringing the fight back to their feet.
Bennett: Wow! What an exchange here. I’m amazed that both of these guys are so crisp and manage to strategize even when hurt.
Carter: That’s the edge MMA fighters have. It’s a game of problem solving under tremendous pressure my friend.
Catharsis is angered by Eddie’s take down defense and ducks one of his straight rights, sprinting towards the ropes, bouncing off and going for a flying clothesline BUT Eddie catches him with a straight left in mid air, dropping him to the floor!
Bennett: OH MY GOD! Not again!
Carter: He’s too damn quick and too damn clinical with that left! Oh dear god! Catharsis can’t allow himself to take more of those shots, he’ll put him to sleep. What’s going to happen now?
This time his eyes turned to glass and his body wasn’t quite cooperating, but he wasn’t out by no stretch of the imagination. This was Eddie’s chance to grab one of the weapons in the nearby trash cans and make complete use of the match, but instead he glances over them and brushes them off, waiting for Catharsis to stand up, shocking everyone in the audience.
Carter: Why the hell isn’t he picking up a weapon?
Bennett: He said it himself. He doesn’t want to. He wants this to be a proper fist fight. I’m not sure I agree with this approach but if Eddie thinks that he can finish Catharsis without a weapon then give the crazy Irishman a chance.
Carer: Well he just might! Catharsis seems to be in another dimension right now.
The ref starts the count.
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Catharsis is up. Eddie hit him hard but hardly hard enough. He’s back on his feet, now fully aware of how precise Eddie can be with that left. He shuffles his feet a few times, slaps himself for good measure and rushes Eddie into the ropes, sprinkling some body shots and knees to the gut in order to weaken his core. Right before Eddie tries to drop a few elbows on him like before, Catharsis, being the bigger man, clutches Eddie’s left arm and flings him into the opposite side of the ring. Eddie bounces off the ropes, gains some momentum and goes for a flying knee … BUT Catharsis ducks it. Eddie quickly turns around and goes for a right hook but Catharsis ducks it masterfully and performs a beautiful Capoeira kick to the side of Eddie’s temple which sends him straight on his ass on the floor.
Aiello: OH! HOW BEAUTIFUL! HE’S HURT! HE’S HURT!
Carter: There’s the unorthodox style from Catharsis here! What a kick! So precise!
Bennett: The timing on this was absolutely beautiful! It’s like he knew when the hook was coming!
Unlike Eddie, Catharsis doesn’t mess around and immediately grabs an entire trash can and spills it onto the floor. A number of objects lay around, but he particularly focuses on two sets of brass knuckles which sparkle a flame in Catharsis’ eyes.
Bennett: Oh no … I know Catharsis likes that Kendo stick but …
Carter: But those brass knucks look pretty delicious for him too!
The fans are synced in with him and know exactly where this is going. Catharsis straps both brass knuckles to his fists and motions for Crank to get up.
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Bennett: He’s up!
Carter: And he reeeeeally shouldn’t be. Crank wanted a fist fight, now he’s going up against Catharsis and his fist armor here. This is about to get ugly. If I was Crank I’d take a nap until the ref counted to 10 and save myself some brain damage.
Eddie is up and he realizes that the shiny objects on Catharsis’ fists are very different from the golden rings Eddie usually wears. However, as a hard Dubliner, Eddie seems to appreciate the challenge, he nods in approval at Catharsis and tells him to bring it on.
The two start circling around the ring, this time Catharsis being far more offensive than Eddie. Catharsis is not afraid to be in Eddie’s pocket, he’s not afraid to corner him and even challenge him to go for a swing. Eddie on the other hand is bobbing and weaving, trying to confuse Catharsis and break his own pattern.
Carter: Eddie needs to be extremely careful here. Those knucks can break straight through his guard, defense is almost useless in this case.
Aiello: I still don’t understand why Eddie wouldn’t pick up a weapon. He’s being stupid. The fun and games are over, he needs to equalize here. I know he thinks that his left is more dangerous than a Kalashnikov but he’s being absolutely delusional.
Catharsis wastes no time and goes for Eddie’s head with the brass knucks which Eddie avoids. Immediately after, Eddie side steps Catharsis and gains some distance from him, blowing some wind out of his mouth as if to let everyone know he dodged a bullet, almost literally. Catharsis on the other hand is having fun with it, knowing full well that if he catches Eddie with that weapon he’s toast.
Catharsis closes the distance again and throws a few faint jabs to confuse Eddie, before going for his body again with a right hook and then following up with a left hook aimed at Eddie’s head. The body punch catches him, but he manages to avoid the hook to the head. Regardless, that brass knuck did some damage as Eddie winced in pain. The fans got rowdier, Catharsis got more confident, as they all knew they were watching a spectacle right now.
Catharsis doesn’t give Eddie any time to breathe. He flies in with a straight kick to the body which catches Eddie and sends him into the corner. This is a spot where Eddie doesn’t want to be. He lifts his arms up and covers his temples as Catharsis unleashes a numerous amount of bombs on Eddie with those brass knuckles. The flurry catches Crank all over his arms, his body, his legs, Catharsis throws a few leg kicks in for good measure while not stopping with the absolute obliteration. You can tell that these knuckles are doing tremendous damage to Eddie as he screams in agony with every hit, and it seems like Catharsis has 4 arms at this point.
Carter: This is so hard to watch. UGH!
Aiello: Say whatever you want but Catharsis absolutely picked Eddie apart here. The damage is done, Eddie’s whole body must be hurting. Catharsis’ hooks and punches are like baseball bats, and the brass knucks make them heavy, sharp, steel baseball bats. I’d hate to be Crank right now.
To mock Eddie, Catharsis backs off of him as he drops to his ass in the corner, holding his elbow and having an obvious expression of pain and anger on his face. Catharsis spreads his hands and mouths something to Eddie, purely mocking the MMA star in front of the entire audience.
Eddie then regains his composure, gets back on his feet, spits on the floor and rushes Catharsis for the first time since he’s had those brass knucks and … OH NO! Catharsis found an opening and managed to crack Eddie right in the chin with his right hand, absolutely ravaging the Irishman’s consciousness as he drops lifeless on the mat. The ref has no choice but to count.
Aiello: OH SHIT! HE’S HURT! I KNEW IT!
Carter: That’s EXACTLY what Crank should have avoided. This has to end now. Holy shit I heard the crack all the way here.
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He’s up! Spaghetti legs and all, Eddie is up, holding onto the ropes for dear life.
Carter: I admire Eddie’s resilience here but this is moronic.
Bennett: I agree, he should have stayed down, he has no chance to defend against Catharsis here. Catharsis is too smart, he’s too fast, he’s much fresher than Eddie. Even without the knucks, Catharsis is a threat. This is just a slaughter now. Eddie has to swallow his ego, pick up a damn weapon and be on equal ground.
He twists his head and looks back at Catharsis, revealing the giant cut on his chin which makes even Catharsis feel uncomfortable. Eddie turns his entire body towards Catharsis and motions that they should go again. The blood is dripping all over the ink on his chest and down his stomahc. But he’s different, he’s not as crisp, he’s not as quick, his eyes are glazed over and this is the last place on Earth that he should be at.
Having no fear of Eddie, Catharsis rushes him again but to everyone’s surprise, Eddie dodges his lefts and rights by bobbing and weaving out of them. Seems like Eddie is having his second wind as he starts to dance around the ring and around Catharsis, still not quite focused but definitely more energetic. Catharsis goes for a few more flurries but Eddie shoulder rolls out of them. Once again, Catharsis goes for a big swing but Eddie ducks right under it, which causes Catharsis to stumble but regain his posture quickly, and when he turns around all he sees is Eddie throwing middle fingers at him.
This pisses Catharsis off as he goes for another swing but this time … WAIT! Eddie catches his arm, drops him to the ground as if to lock in a cross face, but instead of locking a submission he removes one of the brass knuckles from Catharsis’ fist and pops back to his feet!
Carter: HOLY SHIT! Well … okay … that’s smart.
Bennett: What a genius move by Crank. Why defend against his punches when you can disarm and disable them!
Carter: That was a gutsy move by Crank here, he could’ve grabbed a weapon but he decided to face this head on. One of the knucks is gone!
Eddie tosses it to the side and motions for Catharsis to go for it again. Without any hesitation, Catharsis bounces off the ropes and goes for a giant flying punch with his left, but Eddie dodges it. Catharsis turns around again and swings that left with the brass knuckle once more, but this time Eddie manages to kick his fist in mid air, knocking the brass knuck to the floor, completely disarming Catharsis!
Carter: What timing!
Bennett: The second brass knuck is on the floor! He disarmed him!
Before he realizes what happened, Eddie quickly two-stepped toward Catharsis, went for a right hand … BUT IT WAS A FAINT! Eddie launches that left hand show and catches Catharsis straight on his right temple which spills the man on the floor!
Carter: What a come back by Eddie Crank!
Bennett: He completely shifted the direction of the match!
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7 … Catharsis is moving around, he’s on all fours and blood is dripping from his right eyebrow.
8 … He’s trying to realize which way he’s supposed to go.
9 … He’s up! He’s up!
Catharsis launches himself on his feet and quickly stumbles toward the corner.
Meanwhile, Eddie is literally standing in a pile of weapons on the floor. He looks over to the crowd who urge him to grab something. He shakes his head in disapproval and kicks all of the weapons to the outside of the ring.
Aiello: Eddie completely clearing the playing field. It’ll be hard for Catharsis to grab another weapon here, he has to square up with Crank.
Carter: No, what Crank needs to do is grab another weapon. Catharsis hurt him badly so far, he doesn’t even need weapons, he just needs to finish Eddie.
Bennett: Oh .. but wait … Eddie is in one corner and Catharsis is in the opposite one.
Carter: And look at the glimmering object between them!
The only weapon left is the brass knuckle that Eddie knocked out of Catharsis’ hand with his foot, and it’s standing in the middle of the ring. Catharsis has his eyes dead set on it and he smiles back at Eddie. Eddie on the other hand mouths “Don’t even fookin’ try it”.
Bennett: This is the turning point, ladies and gentlemen! Crank needs to make a choice! Does he swing for the fences and grab that brass knuck?
Carter: I don’t know man! I don’t think he can even get to it. I think Catharsis knows exactly how to end this match. He will use every single weapon in that ring just like he said he would, and he wouldn’t even think about it. He’s got the edge here, he’s willing to do everything while Eddie isn’t. Eddie can’t disarm him a third time, it just won’t happen. Catharsis knows that.
Aiello: LOOK! LOOK! They’re going for it!!!
Eddie rushes for Catharsis, and Catharsis rushes for the brass knuckles! The two men meet in the middle … and …. Crank kicks the brass knucks to the side!
Bennett: Oh! The knucks are gone!
Carter: Shit! What’s going to happen now?
Catharsis looks up at Eddie who smiles back at him. Catharsis jumps to his feet, tries to kick Eddie in the gut in order to set up Judgement Day but Eddie catches it! He grabs Catharsis’ foot, spins him around and catches him right in the chin at the perfect time with a straight left!!!
Bennett: AGAIN! Crank’s wicked left connects!
Catharsis drops lifeless to the mat as the referee begins a count.
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Bennett: It’s over! It’s all over! Catharsis is down!
DING DING DING
Carter: Holy moly what a contest this was! What a rollercoaster of emotions!
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen … the winner of this contest via Knock Out … “The Whizzer” EDDIEEEEE CRAAAANK!!!
Aiello: Crank was right all along! That left of his is an absolute killer.!
Carter: Catharsis fought a smart fight, he put it all on the line, what a talent.
Ace Heart rolls in the ring with a microphone in hand after the cell has lifted off the ring. Meanwhile Eddie walks over to Catharsis who’s regaining consciousness. Crank crouches down and taps Catharsis on his shoulder, mouthing “great fookin’ fight, mate”, shaking his hand and helping him stand up as the crowd applauds both fighters.
Carter: Good display of sportsmanship here from Crank.
Bennett: It’s not a side we often get to see from Eddie, Catharsis does indeed deserve his due respect here.
Ace Heart: Eddie, congratulations on a big win here tonight. You played a dangerous game in there and it paid off, what are you feeling right now?
Eddie Crank: Look, I always play a dangerous game, ye? I come in this ring every single night and chip away at a masterpiece. I delve deeper and deeper into a new style of fighting, bringing MMA and pure combat to the wrestling ring. It’s not easy, the schedule is insane but I keep knocking it out of the park, ye?
Listen, I am humble in both defeat and victory. Catharsis is a fantastic competitor and this has been one of me favorite contest in the EWC so far, ye? I greatly respect that lad and we’ll get a chance to fight again soon enough. He damn near tore me fookin’ chin off, I’ll need 100 stitches to patch that shit up, ye? Fookin’ hell.
Ace Heart: Eddie what are your thoughts on your match and your performance?
Eddie Crank: Listen mate, I felt confident throughout. I felt comfortable through the whole fight. Didn't worry me, not one bit. I know I could knock that lad out given the right opportunities. He’s chinny, he took me left well, but I broke him down piece by piece.
But he made mistakes. Everyone focuses on the fact that I talk and talk. None of them focus on the skill, the technique, the precision, because they know I own that!
One statement has been made. I unscrewed the head off the man who Tillman couldn’t scratch. I am writing the wrongs one fight at a time. Jack needs to spit-shine that belt specially for me, take some pictures of it, take some selfies with it, keep the memory alive, because the King is coming to put his huge Irish balls all over his face!!!
Carter: There you go folks .. well we will be back with our Main Event .. right after these messages!
FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
EMMA LOUISE
VS KIMI SMALLS
VS ADATU URAKIH
VS ALEXIS MORRISON
VS KIMI SMALLS
VS ADATU URAKIH
VS ALEXIS MORRISON
Aiello: As we all know it was reported earlier in the week that this will unfortunately be Alexis Morrison’s final match in the EWC.
Carter: Everyone is expecting exciting things from her tonight in her final match to go out with a bang! But we are all sad to see one of the EWC’s best go.
Bennett: When you get down to bare bones, this is a business… and Alexis and the EWC made a BUSINESS decision that was mutually beneficial to both parties, it’s unfortunate that she will be leaving, but word is the door is always open for her to return should she wish.
Aiello: But this is BRAWL and lets get out of this somber mood with a main event that will, as always, blow you away! In Alexis Morison’s farewell match.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening and is a Fatal Four Way match!!! Introducing first… From Los Santos, weighing in at SEVERAL pounds of GIRLY goodness! …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
Jessica Stroup: And the second combatant 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 onto the stage with a red and black varsity style jacket on with an evil grin, mouthing along to P!nk's parts. 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 and takes off the jacket, handing it to the timekeeper 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.
Jessica Stroup: And the third combatant from Musashino, Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 150 pounds… Adatu Urakih!!!!
Jessica Stroup: ….And finally…
The crowd ERUPTS!
Aiello: Ya think they know?
Bennett: Son…Of…A Bitch…
Carter: I’m gonna go with yes…
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, and the crowd goes INSANE!!! It 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… THE ANTI-STARLET! ALEXIS MORRISON!!!
“YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
She stops, looking around at the crowd reaction somewhat shocked. She 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.
DING DING DING
The crowd hijacks the show for a moment…
“THANK YOU LEXI!!!”
“THANK YOU LEXI!!!”
“THANK YOU LEXI!!!”
“THANK YOU LEXI!!!”
“THANK YOU LEXI!!!”
Aiello: This amazing crowd showing their appreciation for everything that Alexis Morrison has done here in the EWC.
Carter: And that’s what makes our fans the greatest in the world.
Alexis cracks a small smile trying not to look at the crowd as they continue to chant. She raises one hand to acknowledge them, as if to say thank you but staying focused on the match. The three other women in the ring, while still focused on the match can clearly appreciate all that Alexis has given to the EWC and the sport. The ref gives the signal and the crowd ERUPTS!!!
Aiello: I have a feeling we are in for a barn burner here….
The action starts fast and furious as the four women meet in the middle of the ring, each throwing punches at one another, its hard to keep track of the action! Suddenly Emma Louise grabs Alexis around the waist and goes for a German suplex but Alexis flips and lands on her feet! As Emma pops back up, she gets leveled with a clothesline from Alexis! While this is going on, Urakih has throws Smalls into the turnbuckle, she goes for an elbow to the midsection, but she hops it flipping over Urakih and rolls her up with a victory roll!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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Broken up by Alexis!
Alexis grabs Kimi and sends her into the ropes with an irish whip, but Kimi reverses it and Alexis bounces off the ropes and eats a superkick for her troubles! Kimi goes for the cover!
Aiello: Smalls may be looking to end this one early!
As Kimi hooks the leg of Morrison Urakih and Emma are tied up in the ropes trying to fight for position, neither of them see the pin!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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KICKOUT!!!
“YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!”
Carter: And Alexis kicks out with Authority!
Aiello: This crowd seems to be solidly behind Alexis here tonight.
Bennett: Yeah, leaving a company will do that sometimes.
As Alexis and Smalls continue to battle it out in the ring, Urakih has clothslined Emma outside the ring over the top rope! All the while coming at a dead sprint at Emma! She jumps springboarding off the top rope and lands on Emma with a springboard moonsault!!! The crowd jumps to their feet!!!
Carter: What an amazing move from Urikah! I don’t think ANYONE saw that coming!
Urakih picks up Emma, who retaliates with a blow to the midsection! Urakih is doubled over and Emma grabs her and with impressive force whips her shoulder first into the steel steps with a CRASH!!!
Meanwhile in the ring, Smalls still has the upperhand on Alexis who is in the middle of a fury of offense from Kimi! She nails a nasty DDT, but follows that up a cross arm breaker! Working on the arm of Morrison. As Morrison Struggles and kicks, she manages to roll, turning and rolling up Kimi for a pin!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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Kimi releses the hold!
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BROKEN UP BY EMMA LOUISE as she slides in the ring!
Aiello: Nice break from Emma, she might have just saved the match there. I don’t think Kimi had any idea that Alexis could have rolled her into that.
Carter: I have a feeling we are gonna find out all kinds of things about Alexis tonight.
Kimi rolls out of the ring, and Emma and Alexis start to trade blows back and forth, but before either of them can get the upper hand, Urakih is in the ring, and she clothslines them both to the ground! She grabs both their ankles and locks in a modified kneebar/ankle lock submission to both Alexis and Emma at the same time! Both Emma and Alexis struggle trying to break free but the submission expert has them both in tight! Emma goes to tap out but Alexis rolls over screaming in pain herself, but manages to grab a hold of her hand and keep her from tapping out! Kimi from the outside grabs Urakih by the hair and drags her out of the ring, breaking the hold just in time!
Bennett: I don’t think I have ever seen anything like that before.
Carter: Well… Son of a bitch!
Bennett: I know right…
Kimi and Urakih brawl on the outside, and Kimi throws Urakih into the guard rail, and runs at her looking for a splash but Urakih shoots out of the way and Kimi catches nothing but metal! Just as Urakih moves out of the way of Kimi here comes Emma leaping off the top rope and she comes crashing down onto Urakih!!! The crowd is losing their minds!!!
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
“EWC!!!”
As all three women start to get to their feet they all look up because Alexis Morrison is flying over the top rope with a corkscrew moonsault!!!
Aiello: OH MY GOD!!!
Carter: This is INSANE!!!
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”
As the four women all get back to their feet, they once again begin brawling but the ref is yelling at them to get the fight back into the ring. Urakih is thrown back in the ring under the bottom rope by Emma, but Alexis, used up so much energy with that corkscrew moonsault, that gives Kimi the upperhand to whip Alexis into the steel steps, she crashes into them and holds her shoulder in pain! As Kimi gets back in the ring, Alexis is in danger of being counted out, and effectively eliminated from the match.
Bennett: Well it looks like our goodbye to Alexis could end with a fizzle then a bang…
With the crowd solidly behind Alexis, she begins to move towards the ring as the ref’s count gets to 8…
“ANTI-STARLET!!!”
“ANTI-STARLET!!!”
“ANTI-STARLET!!!”
“ANTI-STARLET!!!”
“ANTI-STARLET!!!”
The ref’s count is NEARLY to TEN when she slowly rolls back in the ring, and the ref gives the signal that she is back in it! But she seems to have heavily injured her shoulder as she holds it laying on the ground. Kimi obviously takes notice of this and immediately starts to work the arm! As Alexis and Kimi struggle and fight, Morrison clearly knows that Kimi is going for SWEET RELEASE!!! They struggle with each other, and KIMI LOCKS IT IN!!! The ref checks to see if Alexis wants to give it up!
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But Emma comes over and breaks up the hold and she rolls up Kimi with a school girl grabbing the tights for leverage as Alexis again rolls out of the ring, holding her arm in pain…
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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Urakih TURNS EMMA INSIDE OUT with a MONSTER running clothsline!
Aiello: What went from a possible fantastic win for Emma, turned dark when she got her bell rung big time!
Bennett: The lights are on but there is no one home.
Urakih and Smalls start to brawl, as they lock up in the collar and elbow tie up! She gets the better of Kimi and lifts her up and brings her down with a perfectly executed brain buster! But Emma has made it back to her feet, and she takes down Urakih with a running spear!!! She raises her arm signaling for the end…
Carter: Emma might have it here, she is signaling for the GIRL CRUSH!
Emma turns around to grab Urakih but just as she turns around Alexis is back in the ring and Emma eats a boot as Alexis hits 20 EYES!!!! AND THE CROWD ERUPTS!!! She immediately goes for the cover!
“ONE!!!”
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“TWO!!!”
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“THREE!!!”
“YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
DING DING DING
Emma rolls over holding her face in her hands.
Aiello: Alexis did it! In her final match in the EWC, she went out with a bang and won a match that is one of the hardest to win.
Carter: In the history books this may just go down as just another match, but we will all remember that this was the match were we said goodbye to “The Anti-Starlet” Alexis Morrison.
Alexis stands up as the ref raises her hand in victory!
Jessica Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE ANTI-STARLET… ALEXIS MORRISON!!!
“YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
Alexis leans on the ropes soaking it all in, as she looks out into the crowd who are giving her a standing ovation.
Bennett: Where ever she is going, they are getting one hell of a competitor. And she will always be beloved by the EWC Nation.
Aiello: On behalf of the entire EWC, we wish Alexis the best of luck .. From Monday Night Brawl in Brooklyn, good night and see you next week
Alexis begins to slowly walk around the ring, blowing kisses to the crowd and waving goodbye.
“PLEASE DON’T GO!!!”
“PLEASE DON’T GO!!!”
“PLEASE DON’T GO!!!”
“PLEASE DON’T GO!!!”
“PLEASE DON’T GO!!!”
The screen slowly fades out as Alexis waves goodbye to the sold out crowd.
The feed pans to the backstage area as we see President Mac walking through the halls. He comes to the ourside of his office and sees Shadow Man sitting outside and waiting. Shady smiles and tosses a taco to an employee
Shadow Man: Look at them … so grateful for a taco. That’s love. Tacos are love. That's my mother fucking motto
Laughing, President Mac opens the office door but then suddenly stops in his tracks. Shadow Man stands up
Shadow Man: What’s wrong, boss?
Stepping into the room, President Mac says nothing as he sees that his office has been completely vandalized!
Framed pictures are shattered and left crumbled on the rug. Trophies are broken and televisions are split in two. President Mac’s desk is broken in half, and a large sledgehammer rests in the middle of it… obviously a message from Xplode.
Shadow Man: Wow. So ... either a super fan took Peter Gabriel way too literally, or Xplode was here. I can see that vein popping on your crystal ball of a head Mac .. don’t do it, Danny. Jaden is just angry. You can’t blame him. He will see that what you are doing is the right thing
President Mac walks up to the remains of his shelf, and spots an image of Xplode and President Mac during Xplode’s first championship victory. The glass is shattered, and there is a pencil driven through the face of President Mac. Turning to face Shady, President Mac frowns as he spots a replica of the EWC Undisputed Championship on the floor. Spray painted across the buckle are the words “FACE ME.”
President Mac: He is leaving me with no choice. This will only get worse if I stay the course. X is as stubbornas a damn mule
Shadow Man: Look, this can all be fixed over a round of some good old triple T fun .. tequilas, tits and tacos. Lets just all go out and have some fun .. this will all blow over
President Mac: That's just it Shady. This wont blow over, that's not Jadens style. This will get worse and worse, until he gets what he wants. If I don't move quickly, he might bring down the whole damn company. Last thing I need is more shit from the board
Shadow Man: Speaking of ... shit ... I think Xplode left you one more gift. There is a GIANT shit floating in your toilet. I mean .. this thing could have sunk the titanic. I don't even know how he would have done it. Its ... the whole thing is intact and looks like a giant log. I mean .. *sniffs* .. and is that .. Tacos? That mother FUCKer ate my taco! Son of a bitch
President Mac: The games are over ... this is going to end right bloody now
BRAWL comes to an end as we fade out with President Mac gritting his teeth.
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END SCREEN
RECAP OF WINNERS
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SHOW OPENER - HANDICAP MATCH
JON SULLIVAN *
VS INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT [N/S]
WINNER: Jon Sullivan
JOHN BLADE *
VS AMIS SHELTON *
WINNER: Amis Shelton
ANDREW JACKSON *
VS CHASE REX *
WINNER: Andrew Jackson
JAZZLYN ST JAMES [N/S]
VS COREY SMITH *
WINNER: Corey Smith
NO DQ - WEAPONS MATCH
NON TITLE
MARK STORM [N/S]
VS JACK TILLMAN *
WINNER: Jack Tillman
HOUSE OF FUN MATCH
CATHARSIS *
VS EDDIE CRANK *
WINNER: Eddie Crank
FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
EMMA LOUISE *
VS KIMI SMALLS *
VS ADATU URAKIH *
VS ALEXIS MORRISON *
WINNER: Alexis Morrison
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