MNB #476 - MONTREAL

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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 #476 | MARCH 13TH 2017

LIVE! from the Bell Centre in Montreal, Quebec

EWC BRAWL
March 13TH 2017
LIVE! from the Bell Centre in Montreal, Quebec
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 Brooklyn New York

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  Bell Centre 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 back to yet another exciting episode of Monday Night Brawl. We are coming to you live from the home of the Montreal Canadiens .. it's the Bell Centre here in Montreal Quebec. Friends, we are just weeks away from the biggest event of the year, the Super Bowl of professional wrestling…. StrangleMania! I have to say, the card is already stacked and it hasn’t even been finalized yet!!

Bennett: I agree. This year, we have seen a renaissance in the company, led by our EWC Undisputed champion… Drake! The card drops at some point tomorrow (tuesday) and I along with the millions of fans world wide cannot wait to see it

Aiello: For sure. I think what is on everyone’s mind right now is the confrontation between President Mac … and the Immortal, Xplode. Two brothers that have stood by one another for years …. Two titans in the industry that have recreated the EWC brand … now seemingly on the verge of imploding.

Carter: The Mega Powers … exploding?!

Aiello: Be careful there, buddy … that name is trademarked. Besides, this is much bigger than that. Xplode and President Mac have truly had a hand in every major event in Professional Wrestling for years now. In a world where friends turn on one another, Mac and X have always been strong. They have a bond of brothers. Can Danny Mac talk some sense into Xplode and make him understand how wrong he is acting?!

Carter: I don’t know, Joe. I think I understand where Xplode is coming from. Xplode has been the top name in the sport for years. He is universally considered the greatest of all time. Every champion who has lost the title is guaranteed a rematch … so why not X? We OWE him that much. Even though Mac is my dad, I would feel betrayed too.

Bennett: It’s simple. X is retiring. Danny is absolutely right. It’s time for X to let the torch move forward and pass it along. X has built that strap up to a level of prestige that has never been seen. Now, he needs to allow others to add to it.

Carter: Bullshit. Xplode deserves a rematch. There are no grey areas in business. Rules are rules and respect is respect. I hope he presses the Mac so hard that he has no choice but to accept.

Aiello: Knowing Xplode like I do … that’s a given.

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

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Aiello: Welcome back to BRAWL .. President Mac is in the middle of the ring and he appears ready to talk

President Mac: Good evening Montreal .. salut ... comment allez-vous?

MAC!

MAC!

MAC!

President Mac: As many of you all know, StrangleMania Twelve is only fourteen days from tonight, and tomorrow we will be announcing the full line up in a special live ceremony here in Montreal. I just wanted to personally thank you all for the incredible hospitality you have shown all of us these last few days

EWC! 

EWC!

EWC!

Carter: Canada absolutely loves the EWC and their hero, my father .. President Mac

Camera’s flash in a strobe like pattern as Mac continues to speak

President Mac: Tonight we have a few matches that will directly impact the StrangleMania line-up announcement tomorrow ... and I am happy to tell you a little about it right now. Chase Rex, Emma Louise, Adatu Urakih, Catharsis, Andrew Jackson and Amis Shelton .. all six of you are booked here tonight .. and I am happy to let the fans and you competitors know .. that the winners of those three matches will all find themselves booked at StrangleMania

Mac pauses for a moment as a number of cheers come in

President Mac: It wont be any kind of ordinary match either .. the three winners will face off in a triple threat match, with a stipulation to be revealed tomorrow .. but a shot at Drake and the EWC International Championship will be on the line

The fans begin to cheer loudly as Mac dropped that awesome bomb on the fans

President Mac: So .. those six have something important to fight for tonight. I hope you enjoy the show everyone! 

President Mac smiles as the fans cheer loudly!

Joe Aiello: There you have it ladies and gentlemen! The winners of those three matches here tonight will earn a spot at StrangleMania .. which in itself is a massive honor 

Bennett: Being booked at StrangleMania is huge. Fucking huge

Carter: A triple threat for a shot at the International Championship .. certainly a whole lot to look forward too and we get it all started very soon. We will be back with our first match of the night .. right after these messages

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SHOW OPENER
ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS KIMI SMALLS

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Anthony Grunge came out first to a big cheer from the Canadian crowd as Anthony made his return to the ring after some time off. Kimi followed with a mixed reaction. It was a mostly positive fan reaction for the young New Yorker. As Anthony and Kimi stood face to face hearing the rules from the ref, there wasn't much of a height difference, but Anthony still towered over Kimi.

The bell sounded and it was all over for Kimi as Anthony came out like a starved Bull Dog looking for his meal of the day. Grunge landed several lefts and rights against a helpless Kimi who couldn't seem to find a way to block any of the punches. After superkick, Grunge locked Kimi into the The Iron Madian and tapped out.

Kimi wasn't able to stand on her own after the match, she appeared to have badly injured her ankle. Anthony celebrates his second victory of the year in his return to the ring.

WINNER: Anthony Grunge

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WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
CHASE REX
VS EMMA LOUISE

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Next was a battle of Good vs Evil, as the fan loved Emma Louise came out to a massive cheer of the Montreal fans, while Chase Rex faced a down pour of boos and a few Taco wrappers thrown his way for good measure. Rex had it out with one fan on his way down to the ring, grabbing the fans camera and smashing it on the ground.

Once the bell sounded, Emma started off quick and strong, going on the attack. We saw a couple spin kicks, several slaps, a thrust kick and even a cross chop. It was some early offense from the EWC veteran. Things turned shortly after The Madman was able to land a corner powerbomb. Emma wasn't the same after that, and appeared to have re-injured her back a little as she grabbed her sides often in pain.

It was all over for Emma once Chase was able to land his signature move, Birmingham's Finest. Chase Rex gets the victory and with it, a date at StrangleMania.

WINNER: Chase Rex

The scene cuts backstage as Chris Constantine stands in front of a brick wall. With a slight grin on his face, Chris begins to speak to the camera.

Chris Constantine: "Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Chris Constantine and I am the manager of your X-Division Champion.......Jack Tillman......who I am happy to announce is the Enforcer of The Royal Court. Now I've been asked on numerous occasions why Jack joined the Royal Court, mostly because it seemed like Jack and the founding member, Jason Hunter, seemed to have beef. Well they did....but because of my negotiation skills.....I was able to calm both parties and work out an arrangement that would make all parties one happy family.

You have to understand.......in the world of wrestling......you can't play lone wolf. You always need someone to look after your back. Now Jack......he's not one of the most friendly individuals in the back. But the thing about Jack is that he's loyal...... and loyalty is a major attribute to have in the wrestling industry......especially when you're starting up a faction like the Royal Court. So with Jack joining the Royal Court, Jack has friends.....and I have new clients.

Now Jack may not be here tonight, but trust me Mr. Eddie Crank.....he'll be watching you Mr. MMA fighter. So hopefully you'll put on a show this........."

Chris stops talking as he notices Eddie Crank standing next to him with a big smile on his face. Chris keeps calm but is uncomfortable as Eddie gets right in Chris's face and addresses him.

Eddie Crank: "Are you still doing everything for your little lackey, mate? Do you service his boyfriend too when he’s “not in the mood”? Where’s Jack-o at anyway?"

Chris Constantine: "Sorry Eddie....... but Jack isn't here tonight. He has other matters to deal with. Now if you want to talk, I'm more than happy to talk Eddie on his behalf."

Eddie Crank: "Sure, if there’s anyone on this promotion that likes to talk, it’s me ye? But I need to talk directly to Tillman, not to you. So Facebook message him, slide into his DMs, text him, send smoke signals, I don’t give a fook ...."

Eddie gets right in Chris’ face.

Eddie Crank: "Get Tillman here before I get real trigger happy."

A hand grabs Eddie by the shoulder. Chris has a slight grin on his face as the camera pans out to find that Jason Hunter has stopped Eddie. Eddie quickly jerks his shoulder away from Jason's grasp as he also sees that Freddie Styles and Hatchet Gully are standing with Jason.

Jason Hunter: "Everything alright Chris?"

Chris Constantine: "Of course. Mr. Crank and myself were just having a friendly conversation. Isn't that right Eddie?"

Eddie Crank: "Is this the part where I’m supposed to back down? I fought three women last month, how is this any different?."

Eddie and Jason quickly get face to face.

Jason Hunter: “Piece of shit ... “

Eddie Crank: “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Let's go motherfucker, let's go!!!”

Then Chris gets in between them as they’re ready to go to blows.

Chris Constantine: "Let's be adults about this shall we? Now Eddie I know you want to fight but please be smart about this. Three versus one? And I know you aren't 100 percent since the Pay Per View and last weeks House Of Fun match. Plus you have a match coming up. So let cooler heads prevail.”

“Now I know you're ready and willing for your match with Jack. So I'll be nice and let you determine what match the two of you will be in for the X-Division title. You don't have to decide now. Think it over and rethink it over because it doesn't matter what match you pick Eddie because my client Jack Tillman.....the current X-Division Champion will beat you."

Eddie Crank: "It’s been done way before you gave me “approval” you manky gobshite. Fook out me way."

Eddie bumps pass Jason Hunter as he makes his way to his up coming match. Jason is about to go after Eddie, but Chris holds him back.

Chris Constantine: "We don't fight for free Jason. He'll get his soon enough."

The scene fades to black as Chris, Jason, Freddie, and Hatchet watch on as Eddie makes his way down the hallway.

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WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
ADATU URAKIH
VS CATHARSIS

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Aiello: Things are certainly going from bad to worse for those two .. hopefully they can preserve all that hatred for another two weeks and settle things at StrangleMania

Bennett: The way that's going, I doubt it gets settled at StrangleMania

Carter: Lots on the line in this match coming up between Adatu and Catharsis .. the winner getting a trip to StrangleMania for a shot at the EWC International Championship

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall introducing first, all ready in the ring, from Musashino, Tokyo, and Toledo, Ohio weighing in at 150 pounds… Adatu Urakih!!!

She raises her hands waiting for her opponent.

Jessica Stroup: And her 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.

DING DING DING 

Urakih and Catharsis walk to the middle of the ring, and stare each other down. Not one word is said between the two. Neither of them move a muscle as each of them wait for the other to make the first move…. And its made by Urakih! She throws a knee to the mid section of Catharsis and locks him up in the collar and elbow tie up! She quickly delivers a belly to belly suplex and transitions it to a crossface once on the mat!

Catharsis struggles for a moment, but then manages to get to the ropes! She grabs at his feet but he is able to kick her away, and once again at the standing position the two again lock up in the collar and elbow! This time Urakih whips Catharsis to the ground with an arm drag take down, and locks in an arm bar!

Aiello: Urakih is just out wrestling the bigger man right now.

Carter: No doubt about it, Catharsis just looks slow out there tonight.

Catharsis manages to make it to his feet, and tries to fight off the arm bar, he grabs her by the head and pulls her over his back, and infront of him! She quickly moves and grabs him around his waist with a standing switch, she manages to again take him down with a half nelson slam! Catharsis hits the mat and looks back up at her stunned!

Carter: Catharsis just cant seem to keep up here, even he cant seem to believe it.

Bennett: Ya have to wonder if he overlooked The Tyrant of Tokyo. It can happen to the best of us, but you can never look past your next match.

Catharsis gets back up walking from one ring post to the next and he slams his fist down on one of the turnbuckles in frustration. Urakih just stays focused and waits for him to make his next move. He turns around and this time he goes to her and locks up in the collar and elbow, but this time she is unable to make the quick adjustment as he over powers her back into the corner. He goes to throw a shoulder into her gut, but she hops up over his head and rolls over into sunset flip for the pin!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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KICKOUT!

Aiello: And again Urakih seems to have an answer for everything Catharsis does!

But Catharsis wastes no time with frustration this time after his kick out he goes right back to work and grabs Urakih by the hair out of frustration and just whips her across the ring! Urakih flies across the ring and lands face first on the mat! The ref warns Catharsis about grabbing the hair, but Catharsis for the most part just ignores the ref.

Bennett: Hey, if she didn’t want to get her hair pulled she shouldn’t grow it so long.

Catharsis finally looking like he has stopped Urakih’s momentum goes to grab her and pick her up but she counters into a SMALL PACKAGE!!!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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THR— KICKOUT!!!

Aiello: OH WOW was that close!

Carter: Catharsis better wake up, and wake up fast or she is going to pull this one right away from him early.

They both pop back up and Catharsis stops Urakih in her tracks with a mammoth clothsline! As she does a flip in the air!

Bennett: I think the Urakih train just took it’s first stop.

Catharsis leans on the ropes in frustration, but he knows that he has dazed the Japanese machine. She starts to get up wabbley legged, and he reacts immediately with the back stabber! Urakih is down holding her back as Catharsis picks her back up and whips her into the ropes, she returns back and he connects with the Spinebuster!

Aiello: Spine on the pine!

Catharsis now clearly now has gotten himself back into the match. Stands stalking her waiting for her to make it to her feet. As she turns around she walks right into THE DREAM SHATTERER!!! Urakih is down and out of it! Catharsis looks out into the crowd and signals for his finisher!!!

Carter: Wow! I don’t think I’ve ever seen momentum change this quickly! It looked like Catharsis had NO answers for Urakih, and now he has just powered his way through the Japanese Machine!

Catharsis pulls a limp Urakih to her feet, and then delivers JUDGEMENT DAY!!! He goes for the cover as the crowd ERUPTS and counts along!

"ONE!!!"
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"TWO!!!"
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"THREE!!!"

DING DING DING!

Aiello: What a comeback from Catharsis! I and I mean Wow! He is now off to StrangleMania after a very impressive win here tonight

Carter: No kidding, after it looked like he had NO answers and he was just being out wrestled at every step he suddenly turns it ENTIRELY in his favor and ends this match quickly!

Bennett: Son of a bitch… Damnedest thing I’ve ever seen… That's what it takes to be a champion in the EWC, and we'll see soon enough if he has what it takes at StrangleMania

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

From a dead silence we hear hear the distorted voice say

"Our name is Legion, for we are many..."

Cutting directly to ""Immortalized" by Disturbed as it roars through the arena, as smoke fills the stage, to mostly boos from the sold out arena. After a few moments the smoke dissipates, revealing Legion standing tall. Luke Wolfe on the Left, Gabriel Martin in the right both their Tag Team Championships around their waists. , and Annabelle in the middle. The three soak in the crowd reaction, each in their own way as they slowly look back at one another. The three meet in the middle and slowly begin their decent down the rampway. The three separate, going to three separate sides of the ring. Each of them get on the apron, and slowly enter the ring. Annabelle enters first sliding under the bottom rope like a snake.

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen the Tag Team Champions of the World.

Carter: I can’t say I’m a fan, but you have to admit they are damn good.

Bennett: They are one of the longest reigning tag team champions in EWC history for a reason Max! These two guys defeated all challengers when they were hated rivals and were forced to tag together. Now that they are on the same page… The Demon, The Messiah, and the Queen of the Damned??? They are going to DECIMATE everyone!

Aiello: It was a hell of a debut that Annabelle had last Friday night on Rampage, and with their upcoming tag team title defense coming up at Stranglemania I’m sure everyone here is interested in what they have to say.

Luke and Gabriel slowly pace around the ring, as Annabelle stance in the center with the microphone.

Annabelle: Monday Night Brawl… OUR NAME IS LEGION FOR WE ARE MANY!!!

“BOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Annabelle laughs at the crowd reaction as she raises the mic to speak once again.

Annabelle: We told everyone that I was coming… We told them to be ready, we told them… but they wouldn’t listen. Toni Gunn thought that I was just another pretty face!

She lets out a satanic laugh…

Annabelle: She fell, just as Jessica Tendonin fell from the sky at Hardcore Revolution…

“BOOOOOOOO!!!”

Again she laughs shaking her head.

Annabelle: Jessica, you thought that you were “robbed” of the title once again? How can you be robbed of something that was never yours to begin with? You thought this whole time that Luke… My husband…

Annabelle gestures over to Luke who has a smile on his face…

“BOOOOOOO!!!”

Annabelle: Was behind your fall, that this was about Messiah/Omega 3??? Oh dear no! You are so far off Luke’s radar by now he doesn’t even care. You are no threat to him! He has defeated you, not once but twice… and you even needed an army of followers to make us disappear from the ring, rather then come to the ring and face him face to face. Everyone could see the fear in your eyes that night, but what you did only made The Messiah laugh, it just proved how weak you truly were. Sweat heart… The reason that you’re not United States Champion is because of ME!

“BOOOOOOOO!!!”

Annabelle: You were warned! When people speak poorly of me I get a little murder happy, and when I saw you were still breathing after you fell aaaaaaaall the way to the floor from the top of the ladder, I have to say I was more then a little disappointed. But I have to say I was very happy with what happened next, I got into your head… and you were again defeated last Friday on Rampage.

“BOOOOOOO!!!”

Annabelle’s evil laugh echoes through the arena.

Annabelle: I am responsible for your fall from grace JESSICA TENDONIN! The ORDER??? Pathetic! Where is your Order now??? You should know by now it’s not wise to play games with us, because we like to play games, and we don’t play fair! But now you find yourself in another ladder match for another shot at the United States Championship at Stranglemania… Beeeeee… Careful… *Hehehe* The last time you were at the top of a ladder you took a pretty great fall, I would hate to see that happen again. This goes out to everyone within the sound of my voice! I AM The Queen of the Damned! And if you offend me, you will burn in the lake of fire. And as Toni Gunn found out last Friday, not believing in me… Wont protect you from me.

Annabelle again laughs as she walks away handing off the Mic to Luke Wolfe.

Luke: Apparently, after not having been beaten for almost a YEAR I still don’t get the respect I deserve!

“BOOOOOOO!!!”

Before the crowd cant start chanting or doing anything Luke cuts them off!

Luke: And don’t you go on about how Griffin Hawkins is now the United States Champion, because I was never pinned! And I never submitted! That one doesn’t count!!! He didn’t beat me! He never has and he never WILL!

“BOOOOOOO!!!”

Luke: So after I defeat everyone in my path, in singles competition, Gabe and I become the World Tag Team Champions, the LONGEST reigning in HISTORY! I STILL have not gotten my second shot at the Undisputed Title! Xplode ran from me till his career ended! And who did they put in the main event, against the guy who took MY spot... Drake...

“BOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Luke: Griffin Hawkins…

“YYYYEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Luke shakes his head in disgust.

Luke: But that’s okay, that’s just fine… because at Stranglemania the EWC again is trying to stack the deck against us, when we face not one but TWO tag teams. You think it was US that turned out the lights in that number one contender’s battle royal? Who ever did that are armatures… So it was clearly one of the two teams that won, and they did it because they KNEW they couldn’t win. Hell maybe it was BOTH of the teams. The fact is, really no one really WON that Battle Royal… and do you know why? Because each and every one of them are LOSERS!

“BOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Luke: Oh yes, the tag team division is heating up here in the EWC! But keep in mind that Legion… We are head and shoulders above EVERYONE else! Every tag team in the world wants to come here now because they know that Gabe and myself and now Annabelle… Have made the EWC Tag Team Titles not only relevant again, but the most prestigious prize in all of tag team wrestling! No one…

Pausing for a moment, and staring directly into the camera…

Luke: No one… Will EVER take these belts away from us. So all of you wanna be tag teams who come out and claim you can beat us, you know deep down in the pit of your stomach in places you don’t like to talk about that WE are the greatest thing going in the entire WORLD! But we aren’t going to wait for you to come to us, because see, WE are predators… and we like to hunt! So run and hide, because WE are coming for YOU!

The crowd ERUPTS with a mixed reaction as Luke walks past Gabe and hands him the mic…

Gabriel: 365 days. 365 days. On the date of Stranglemania I will have been a tag team champion for a calendar year. These belts are going nowhere. Send two teams. Send three teams. Send the damn roster. It doesn't matter, because we are unbeatable. Not a man, woman, or child can take these away.

Gabe takes his title off from around his waist holding it up in the air.

Gabriel: I do not care who you are. To me you are an obstacle for us to plow through.

Stopping for a moment, Gabe shakes his head looking dead into the camera.

Gabriel: WE do not NEED an army... We ARE the army. Our name is Legion for we are many...

Gabe drops the mic in the middle of the ring...

Carter: Doesn't say much does he?

Bennett: When you're as good as they are sometimes all it takes is a few words.

Once Gabe finished his words the lights start to flashing like crazy in the arena...

The crowd has mixed reactions towards the new stable group that just was from within the EWC . Coming through the curtains wearing black leather jackets was Kim Smalls with a clutch in her hands with her foot wrapped up walking out on the stage along Ashley and Hatchet, Jack Tillman wearing the X division title over his shoulder looking down at the ramp right at the three in the middle of the ring. Kimi brought the microphone to her lips.

Kimi Smalls: You might believe at this moment your are the best tag team in the world. If no one truly won that battle Royale then it wouldn’t have been anyone to faced your but that night show that two teams is ready to prove you wrong. There are others around here that aren’t just as good as your two in the ring but better. At right now you might say... Kimi...what about you? Weren’t you supposed to be in this match? I was but if you can tell... I won’t be able to step inside of that ring... So... there were rumors going around that just maybe that the Royal Court wasn’t going to show up...Aces always come out on--

Before she can finish her sentence, the lights in the arena go out. The crowd murmurs amongst themselves as people wonder what's going on.

After a few seconds, the lights go back up, and standing in the ring behind Legion are the Moors Murders. The trio turn around, and Annabelle and Luke are met with lager mist from Toni Gunn. Revenge for what happened at Rampage!!! Harvey Yorke hits Gabe with a pele kick, and as the two teams descend into chaos, the Royal Court springs into action.

Out from the crowd comes Jason Hunter and Freddie Styles, both armed with steel chairs. The duo slide into the ring and get to work on the distracted teams. As Toni and Luke brawl it out, Jason is there with a steel chair. He aims for Luke, but hits Toni instead as the former slips out of the way. Toni is sent to the mat and rolls out of the ring, busted open from that hard shot. Luke takes down Jason with a dropkick, sending the steel chair right into Jason's face. Meanwhile Freddie goes to knock down two birds with one stone as he aims for Harvey and Gabe, but the two enemies work together – double superkicks to Freddie, and he's knocked out of the ring. Harvey and Gabe turn to each other, and get back to trading hard shots.

Outside, Toni recovers and makes her way over to Annabelle, who had escaped the ring after receiving a spray of alcoholic beverage directly to the eyes. Toni treats her to a stiff headbutt, which seems to wake Annabelle up. The two are forehead-to-forehead, with Toni definitely still pissed at the ending to their match. Toni goes for another headbutt as Annabelle goads her on, but before she can hit it Kimi is down at ringside, clutch in hand as she aims for the Moors Murders member – the one who eliminated her from the battle royal back at Hardcore Revolution. Toni sidesteps and sends Kimi barrelling into the steel steps, before going back to her brawl with Annabelle.

Inside the ring, a brawl between Harvey, Luke, Gabe, and Jason continues. Luke and Gabe are working together, but Harvey and Jason realise they need to stick it out. Stereo spears from the two opposing team members, and Legion are sent to the outside. Followed by a swift roundhouse kick to the side of the head of Jason. Harvey stands in the middle of the ring, surveying the chaos, and Toni rolls back inside, blood dripping down her face and Annabelle down at Luke's side on the outside. The Krays come through the crowd and stand at ringside, handing Harvey a microphone when he asks for one.

Harvey: Legion, you've only been tag team champions for 365 calandar days, not because you're the best, but because up until the Moors Murders showed up, your division was dead. Ironic enough, seeing as though the two that decided to name theirselves after the act of murdering are the ones bringing some life to this division.

Toni wipes the blood away from her forehead, cheering on her partner as the rest of the audience boos. Harvey mocks the people in attendence for defying his team. In the background, Toni can be seen giving the finger to the crowd as Harvey, once again, begins to speak.

Harvey: Gabreal Martin, you're insane to think of Toni and I as just some sort of 'obstacle'. Never in your life have you faced a team so cunning, so fiery, so brutal as us. Send us the many that form your legion, well discerate them faster than you can say "come and see".

Stunned and angry, the members of Legion cater to their fresh wounds as Harvey continues to talk down on them. Harvey, being the jokster that he is, simply replies with a small, sarcastic hand wave. He roars out in laughter.

Harvey: Take a good look at where you're standing in comparison to us right now. Because this is as close as a StrangleMania preview you'll get here on Brawl.

Toni steps up and takes the microphone from her partner, her eyes going to the Royal Court as they stand at ringside. She lets the blood drip down her face, giving it no thought as she speaks.

Toni: And Royal Court, you better get your heads out of each other's arses. The only reason you're in this match is because the lights went out, and everyone in the world knows it. Now, you're coming out here to tell everyone that one of you isn't even going to show up for the match.

She says more, but the network has the sense to censor her words before they can offend anyone not in the live crowd. With a laugh, Toni drops the microphone. The Moors Murders stand in the center of the ring, taunting the teams outside. It isn't long before a brawl starts up once more, with Legion and the Royal Court rushing in, fired up once more.

Aiello: Oh this has erupted once again!!!

Carter: Can ANYTHING contain these three teams???

Bennett: It's going to one Hell of a fight at Stranglemania.

As the teams fight, BRAWL GM's Justin Gold and Matt Silver come out at the top of the ramp, security following to break up the chaos as we head to commercial break!

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BEST 2 OUT OF 3 PINFALLS MATCH
JON SULLIVAN
VS EDDIE CRANK

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Aiello: Next ladies and gentlemen we have Jon Sullivan going up against Eddie Crank, could you call this one Steve?

Bennett: Honestly I couldn’t, Sullivan has been impressive all through the year but I mean Eddie Crank has been Eddie Crank, he has had a good year so far, apart from that loss he suffered at Tillman’s hands that cost him the title

Carter: Yes Eddie has been good, and he will be searching for this win desperately so he could go into Stranglemania with a little bit of momentum.

Aiello: I personally feel Jon will have more to gain from winning this match and will go for that. A win here could be the push he needs to get into a title scene. Till you find yourself on that brink, every match is as important as the last and the next.

Bennett: Can’t argue with that fact.

The lights dim and then an eerie voice fills the arena almost a distorted “I’ll be your Huckleberry.” Then the sound of a gunshot fills the arena and silence follows for a few seconds before we hear the opening bars of you’re Going Down – by Sick Puppies fills the arena and the back lights show the silhouette of The Outlaw Jon Sullivan on stage. As the light come up we see him in his trade mark black duster, cowboy hat and a skull bandana covering the bottom half of his face.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a best 2 out of 3 pinfalls, introducing first, from San Antonio Texas, The Outlaw, Jon Sullivan

Jon slowly walks to the ring almost stalking it with his arms reached out to the crowds along the entrance ramp. Until he reaches the ring there he stops in the front row, he gives his bandana to one of the kids or a pretty girl depending on his mood before sliding under the bottom ropes and into the ring.

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: He looks focused and ready

Bennett: Eddie better watch out

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.

Jackson: It’s always so eerie when this tune plays, it gives me chills every time.

Morrison: 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.

Morrison: Once again the Irish fans are here in bulk! Look at the colors all around us!

Jackson: Are you sure we’re not in Dublin? All I smell is beer and all I see is green!

Morrison: The support from the Irish is outstanding. Every single time this man fights, the hordes are quick to follow!

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Dublin Ireland, The Whizzer, Eddie Crank

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.

Jackson: Wow! What was that?

Morrison: 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.

Jackson: Those MMA gloves are light but could carry some heavy objects. Even the Crank needs to get checked.

Morrison: Eddie wouldn’t use that garbage. 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.

Jackson: 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.

Jackson: 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.

The referee calls both competitors to the center of the ring and explains the rules to them as they listen attentively, once done he urges them to return to their different corners which they do and he immediately calls for the bell which sounds loudly.

DING DING DING!

And just like that they were off and the battle began, Old man Sullivan is able to use his superior reach to his advantage by landing some tremendous long range blows. Eddie Crank continues to buy his time trying to find the perfect moment to close the gap between the both of them, that opportunity eventually came after he blocked a right hand from Sullivan and was able to get closer to him.

He immediately engages Jon in a grapple and goes for the take down by sweeping the leg of Sullivan. Sullivan lands flat on his back and Eddie transitions to a full mount and begins to unload with some punches right to Jon’s face. Sullivan puts his hand in the way to stop the punches but Eddie continues to rain them down with little regard for his opponent but the referee eventually steps in and breaks it up, leaving a stern warning to Eddie to refrain from such tactics.

By the time the referee is done talking to Crank his opponent had already found his feet and Eddie was going to get him right back down on his back. He ran right at Sullivan who reverses it by catching him into a hip toss. Crank holds on to his hurting back as he lands on the mat but Jon isn’t done with him yet. He lands a leg drop to the throat of Eddie and goes for the early pin.

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Aiello: Come on Jon, you will have to work harder than that! He is Eddie Fookin Crank

Bennett: Never hurts to try. It’s impressive Jon has been able to turn the momentum around

Jon picks up his opponent and sends him crashing into the turnbuckles. He runs at Crank and jumps shoulder first at him but Crank gets out of the way and he lands shoulder first into the turnbuckle, and as he rebounds backwards in pain Eddie is able to grab him from behind and deliver a thundering German suplex to the big man, and then another one!. Eddie holds on and still goes for the third…Connects! He goes for a pin of his own right after the third suplex.

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Aiello: Some nice moves right there from Crank

Bennett: Yes it was, he is starting to incorporate more wrestling moves into his set

Eddie can’t believe somehow Jon found the kick out so he decides to keep on the pressure by stomping on his opponents left leg repeatedly. The referee comes in and gives him a warning against the behavior and he walks back with his arms up as if he never meant to.

Jon cries as he clutches on the attacked leg whilst the referee warns Eddie against actions like those. Eddie is eventually able to get past the referee and get to his opponent who is holding himself with the rope. He dives for Sullivan’s left leg but the big man is agile enough to lift his leg out of the way and then catch Crank with a knee to the face as he rapidly found his feet.

Aiello: Jon is showing us some real skill her tonight, he is reading the fight properly

Eddie Crank clattered to the mat from the knee to the head but he is helped to his feet by Jon who locks his heads between his ties ready to deliver a powerbomb but…Eddie is able to unhook his own head and grab that left leg of Sullivan and tackle it down and lock on a painful leg lock.

Eddie begins to crank on the pain as Sullivan searches for a way out of the pain, none close by, the ropes were a bit too far to reach and so Sullivan gives up the first fall of the night by tapping.

DING DING DING

Eddie Crank continues to apply pressure but the referee urges him to let go and that he does and receives a sea of boos for his hesitation to release Jon Sullivan.

BOO!

BOO!

BOO!

Jon clutches his legs whilst Crank riles up the crowd with a middle finger. Crank eventually returns his attention to Sullivan who is now on one knee looking to get to his feet. He approaches Jon who connects to his midsection with a punch, and then another whilst he gets to his feet. He then sends Eddie running to the ropes with an Irish whip and upon return he gives him a taste of beneath his boots with a big boot square to the face. Sullivan limps a little as he can still feel the pain in his leg, his annoyance is clear. He points at Eddie Crank and the crowd begin to call for his finisher.

HANGMAN’S NOOSE

HANGMAN’S NOOSE

HANGMAN’S NOOSE

Aiello: These fans are calling for Eddie Cranks head, and Sullivan looks like he is willing to deliver

Bennett: That he is, he was infuriated by that leg lock from Crank, he wants to inflict some damage of his own.

Sullivan isn’t not one to disappoint the audience, and he wants Eddie to feel just as much pain in his leg as he does and so he grabs him by the leg and successfully locks the hangman’s noose as the crowd cheer. He begins to apply more and more pressure as Eddie searches for a way out which he cannot find.

After a while Eddie is able to power his way closer and closer to the ropes and just when he gets whithin an inch Jon Sullivan centers him in the ring once more as he cries in pain and gives in with a tap out of his own.

DING DING DING

Aiello: One down for both of them, the next pin or submission wins it!

Bennett: This is so exciting, I am on the edge of my seat.

Jon pulls the Irish man to his feet by his hair and kicks him in the midsection, he lifts him up for a powerbomb but from that sitting position on Sullivan’s shoulders Eddie Crank thunders punches furiously into the face of Sullivan forcing him to drop him. Eddie lands on his feet and continues to put together a punch combo, the Whizzer whisper as he calls it and finishes off with a headbutt which stuns Jon.

Aiello: Good god, he got Jon good with that headbutt

Bennett: He could have given him a concussion

Eddie Crank goes for his finisher, A Whizzer Blizzard, Jon was able to recover and pull back and then shoved Eddie back, as Eddie falls backwards Jon Sullivan goes for him and once he tries to pick him up Crank pulls a Whizzer Blizzard out of nowhere knocking Sullivan down to his back and he immediately goes for the pin.

Aiello: My God where did that come from

Bennett: I have no idea, that was beautiful

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DING DING DING!!!

Jessica Stroup: Here’s your winner, The Whizzer, Eddie Crank!

Ace Heart joins Eddie in the ring following his fight and immediately sticks a mic in his face as the tradition goes.

Ace Heart: Eddie, congratulations on another fantastic victory tonight. It’s becoming tradition for me to step into this ring and get your thoughts after every match. 2 out of 3 falls is no small task, how do you feel?

Eddie Crank: I feel fantastic, mate, how do you think I feel? I keep telling them bums every single week. They’re not on me level. You put me up against someone and tell me to finish them by knocking them the fook out and I’ll do it. I’ll do it with a smile on me face.

Respect for Jon Sullivan, he stuck in there and proved to all these fans and to the people who run the place that he should be given these opportunities against the top tier talent more often. I enjoyed the fight, mate, you’re up there in age but you’re a tough son of a bitch.

I was smacking him in the head and he kept coming. Not a lot of people do that, so respect there. But as always, I kept cracking at him and he fell. He hit the deck and that’s all she wrote!

Ace Heart: Eddie, that’s fantastic sportsmanship here, but I have to talk about the elephant in the room. You had a confrontation earlier with Chris Constantine who mentioned that it will be up to you to determine the stipulation of your rematch for the X-Division Championship against Jack Timman at StrangleMania. Eddie, do you have anything for us?

Eddie Crank: Mate, I told this to Constantine as well. This was decided long before these two fooks even knew when the rematch was going to be. I’m Eddie Crank, mate. I know everything ahead of time. So let me … let me break it to everyone, especially Chris and his little stooge.

In the last fight, Tillman won fair and square. The stipulation stated that one of us had to exit the stage to win. He did, he won. Fair enough, Jack Tillman is the X-Division Champion.

But … the fans … the fans didn’t like that shit. The fans like finishes. I don’t care if you’re in MMA, boxing, pro wrestling or any other combat sport. These people pay to see someone’s head bounce off the fookin’ floor. They want a fight.

And a fight is what Eddie Crank is going to give them! So, at StrangleMania, I will regain MY X-Division Championship in a straight up MMA fight. No fookin’ ropes, no fookin’ run ins, no cages, no protective gear, no fookin’ gimmicks.

Eddie Crank, Jack Tillman, technique, skill, endurance. Five rounds for the X-Division Championship. The fans WILL get a finish this time. I’m taking Jack Tillman to MY world, I’m taking Jack Tillman to hell!

My prediction is this .. he won’t make it past the 3rd round. He will take me left, he will wobble. I will wear him down, tear down his fookin’ motivation and finish him with me left. I’m done playing around with this bitch! Wrestling vs MMA at StrangleMania! LET’S GO MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Crank throws up his arms in victory one more time as he exits the ring to a mix of boos and cheers, more boo's than cheers

Aiello: Some big words from the former Champion

Bennett: He has a lot to prove, and he's doing it on his own terms .. StrangleMania is going to be huge for a lot of reasons and this is one of them

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

The EWC cameras open up backstage to find the former FSW Champion Amis Shelton helping himself to a cold beverage on the snack table backstage. He moves across the table after picking a can of soda and picks up a hand-sized cookie but just as he is about to leave he spots Andrew Jackson at the end of the not so big table. A meeting he does not look pleased to be having.

Amis: Look who it is, toy soldier. I hope you are ready to lose tonight, and next week, and the week after that, because I will tell you what Andrew, all your talk has certainly gotten my attention. So much so that I am willing to ruin your pathetic career.

Andrew hadn’t noticed Amis before he began speaking but his attention has definitely been caught now. He had just fetched himself a cup of lemonade and now he stands there also angered by the man before him.

Jackson: I wasn’t the on twitter trying to do damage with 140 characters and having no skill to back it up.

The tension grows and both men face off right at the table as other more civil staff try to ignore their little ordeal and fetch their snacks.

Amis: I am so going to enjoy beating the living daylight out of you

Jackson: Get out of my face Amis!

The tension keeps rising but then Jackson cracks a smile, takes a step back and then offloads the plastic cup of lemonade over the head of Shelton who opens his mouth in shock for a moment but then returns a slap to Andrew’s face that shatters the cookie he had in his hand. Jackson staggers back and struggles to find his sight but immediately he finds his vision he tries to charge on Amis and Amis attempted to return the hostility but both are held back by two huge security guards respectively and then more numbers came in and forced both men away from each other.

Aiello: My word these two have been going about it all week long

Bennett: Yes Steve, something tells me this match will not be the end of it

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WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
ANDREW JACKSON
VS AMIS SHELTON

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Aiello: Here we are ladies and gentleman, after over a week of back and forth, it's finally time to see Andrew Jackson and Amis Shelton battle it out

Bennett: They have used every avenue available to them, social media, taking over news broadcasts, these two have really gone all out to talk about just how much they hate each other

Carter: This is the start of something special. It's a match tonight, but this wont end here and we can all feel it

Aiello: So much on the line for these two .. a trip to StrangleMania, a possible shot at the International Championship .. it all starts with this match, right here and right now

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest—

Jessica is interrupted by a crash at the ramp way, as we see Amis Shelton attacking Jackson from behind as he bounces off the entrance and stumbles down onto the ramp!

Aiello: Holy cow things have already started between Shelton and Jackson!

Bennett: That’s good strategy right there, it’s been a while since I’ve seen someone do that.

Carter: Yeah, and there is good reason for that!

Jackson stumbles trying to get up, but Shelton grabs him by the head laughing. He SLAMS his head into the entrance wall, and throws him down to the stage. Jackson never to be one to give up slowly gets back to his feet again, but Shelton is ready and waiting for him! With Jackson with his back to him… Shelton nails THE DREAM EATER!!! Jackson falls off the stage and through a table down below in the sound stage production area! Sparks fly, as Amis looks down in shock himself at what he has just done.

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

Aiello: Oh my God! Get someone out here right now!

Carter: Shelton should be ashamed of himself! That’s a human being down there!

The camera pans down as medical personnel rush to Jackson’s aid, all you can see is Jackson’s hand sticking out of the rubble. As the staff try to attend to Jackson, we look back up and see Amis Shelton go from a look of shock to an evil grin!

Aiello: Oh my God… What a sick human being!

Shelton walks away from the scene and down the ramp, clearly proud of himself and slides into the ring. He opens his arms wide, clearly proud of himself taunting the crowd who let him know exactly how they feel.

“SHELTON SUCKS!!!”

“SHELTON SUCKS!!!”

“SHELTON SUCKS!!!”

Aiello: This match hasn’t even started! He’s yelling at the time keeper to ring the bell, and Jackson is down on the stage area, this isn’t about a match anymore!

Shelton leans on the ropes waving for a ref to come down to the ring, slowly one of the officials walks up to the ring confused. Shaking his head, he approaches Shelton who immediately tells the ref to start the match. The ref argues, but Amis grabs him by the shirt and forces him into the ring! Screaming at him to ring the bell, the ref… clearly frustrated signals for the bell to be rung, as Amis takes a seat on the top rope turnbuckle crossing his legs.

DING DING DING!

Amis: COUNT HIS ASS OUT!

The ref looks at Shelton in frustration, but then realizes the match is officially underway so he has no choice.

Aiello: So this is the match now? The winner of this match was going to get booked at Stranglemania the biggest stage of them all, and this is how Amis wants to get booked on the show?

The ref starts his count…

“ONE!”

Carter: I can’t believe this….

The ref, counting slower then usual because of the ridiculousness of it all, turns and argues with Shelton some more who tells him once more to count him out!

“TWO!”

The crowd voices their displeasure with it all as they make an uproar.

“BOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

“THREE!”

“BULL SHIT!!!”

“BULL SHIT!!!”

“BULL SHIT!!!”

“FOUR!”

Carter: This is just too much… Amish Shelton should be ashamed of himself.

“FIVE!”

Suddenly, Andrew Jackson pops out from behind the ramp! He stumbles out, clearly in a dazed state as the medical staff and officials try to stop him from going to the ring.

“YYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Aiello: Oh I don’t believe what I am seeing!

Bennett: Son of a bitch, Jackson has got some balls…

“SIX!”

Jackson stumbling to get to his feet has to also fight off the officials trying to keep him from getting in the ring, as Shelton steps off the turnbuckle and dares Jackson to get inside. Mocking him as if Jackson is scared to face him.

“SEVEN!”

Jackson stumbles out of the officials and to his knees at the ring apron.

“SEVEN!”

He grabs the ropes and pulls himself to his feet.

“EIGHT!”

Amis screams at the ref to speed up the count, telling him that he should have been counted out by now. As Jackson gets one leg on the apron.

“NINE!”

Jackson rolls in under the bottom rope!!!

“YYYYEEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Aiello: Oh dear lord what have we just witnessed.

Carter: Jackson is a true warrior.

Amis quickly attacks the fallen hero as he puts the boots to him! He picks him up and SLAMS his face down on the top turnbuckle post and Jackson bounces off and stumbles backwards falling to his knees. Amis slowly stalks Jackson who is trying to “wake up” as he gets to the ropes to pull himself up, Amis kneels down on the back of his neck choking Jackson with the ropes! He lets off and Jackson falls to the mat trying to get his wind back as Amis plays to the crowd shouting about how great he is.

“BOOOOOOOO!!!”

Aiello: Jackson has shown a hell of a lot of heart here, but I’m not sure that it’s going to have any impact on this match.

Bennett: You can have brains and you can have heart… ya can’t have both.

Jackson crawling on his hands and knees to Shelton who is in the middle of the ring. He grabs at him trying to pull himself to his feet, and Amis just laughs. He grabs Jackson by the hair and spits in his face, and suddenly out of nowhere, Jackson rolls up Shelton in a small package!!! The crowd ERUPTS!!!

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Carter: Oh my God he almost caught Shelton sleeping!

Amis kicks out, but they both pop up to their feet, and Shelton eats a falling clothsline from Jackson! Amis pops back up, but Jackson grabs Amis’ legs and sweeps them out from under him as he grabs him and starts to mount punches! Shelton covers up and tries to scoot towards the ropes, after taking quite a few blows he manages to wrap his arms and legs around the bottom rope, and Jackson gets off of him. You can hear Shelton telling the ref to get him back, and Jackson backs off… hands on his knees breathing deeply. Amis gets up, clearly frustrated telling Jackson to get back takes a walk around the ring.

Aiello: I would have never guessed that this match was even going to go this far after how it started.

Carter: You can never underestimate the power of a man’s heart.

Bennett: Remember what I said about brains and heart guys…

Jackson and Amis tie up in the collar and elbow, Amis executes a standing switch but Jackson escapes and delivers a DDT to Shelton! He again, quickly goes down and starts to deliver hammer punches, as Shelton does everything he can to escape. The two scuffle around on the ground as they get to the ropes, the ref breaks it up and Amis slides to the outside. Jackson stands up shouting for him to get in the ring, shouting at him calling him a coward! The crowd picks up on this and begins to taunt Shelton…

“YOU’RE A COWARD!!!”

“YOU’RE A COWARD!!!”

“YOU’RE A COWARD!!!”

Many of the fans at ringside shouting it right in his face, he gets into a screaming match with a few fans at ringside, and he doesn’t see it but Jackson comes running and flies over the top rope taking Shelton down!!!

“YYYEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Aiello: Jackson with a high risk move that may have cost him.

Carter: He definitely looks like he took a shot there too.

Jackson clearly hurting from how he landed, is the first to his feet though and Amis gets up and throws a punch, but it’s blocked! And Jackson throws Shelton into the guard rail! The crowd is on their feet for Jackson who slaps hands with a few fans at ringside. He grabs Shelton and tosses him in the ring, and goes for the cover!

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Aiello: I honestly can’t believe what I am seeing. How in the Hell is Jackson standing… let alone flying through the air.

Jackson picks up Shelton and gets an elbow to the mid section! Jackson stumbles backwards and turns around to Shelton who springboards off the middle rope into a moonsault and rolls up Jackson grabbing the tights for leverage!!!

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Carter: Near fall from Shelton, and Jackson just wont quit!

Amis picks up Jackson and lifts him to his shoulders, and executes the GTS followed up to a kick to the skull! He hits the ropes and delivers a drop kick to Jackson’s head!

Carter: Oh wow what an array of blunt force to the skull of Andrew Jackson!

Aiello: How much more can the man take???

He hooks Jackson’s leg for the cover!

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KICKOUT!!!

Aiello: OH I don’t believe it! There is still life in Andrew Jackson!

Bennett: I’m telling you guys he has more heart then brains.

Amis gets up clearly frustrated, slamming his hands down on the mat next to a dazed Jackson. He gets to his feet and signals again for his finisher the Dream Eater. He waves for Jackson to get up, He goes for the roundhouse kick, but Jackson grabs the leg sweeps behind him and kicks out Shelton’s ankle out from under him and takes him to the ground!

Carter: Oh this time he saw it coming!

He holds Shelton’s legs and curls him up for the pin!

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Aiello: Yet another near fall in this contest, I don’t think Amis had any idea that Jackson had this kind of fight in him. Especially after the game plan he clearly had going into this match!

Amis gets up and stumbles to his feet falling into the turnbuckle, and Jackson quickly goes on the attack! He delivers blow after blow to the skull of Amis and then lifts him up to the top turnbuckle! He follows him all the way up to the top, as they both balance on the top rope… Jackson Salutes to the crowd! And executes a top rope superplex!!! A modified SUPER PATRIOT! They both come crashing down to the mat, and Shelton looks to be out cold, but Jackson isn’t moving either!

Carter: Neither man is moving!

Aiello: If Jackson could just get over to make the cover!

Slowly, Jackson moves his arm a little, then a little more. And he SLOWLY DRAAAAAAGS himself over to Shelton and manages to place one arm on his chest! The crowd counts along!

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

Carter: And at the last possible second Shelton gets the shoulder up!

Aiello: You have to wonder if Jackson could have made the cover right away if he would have been headed to Stranglemania!

Bennett: He’s not wrestling smart guys… He’s doing just as much damage to himself as he is Shelton.

They both slowly start to get to their feet, and Shelton kicks the leg of Jackson, and then the other… backing him into the corner. He nails Jackson with a knee to the mid section, but suddenly with a burst of energy Jackson spins it around and they switch places! He delivers blow after blow to the skull of Amis Shelton and then steps up to the second rope and begins a ten punch as the crowd counts along!

“ONE!TWO!THREE!FOUR!FIVE!SIX!SEVEN!EIGHT!NINE!"

….Jackson stops for a moment, and looks out a salutes the crowd, but in that split second it gave Shelton the second he needed and he grabs Jackson by the legs and powerbombs him off the middle rope! He holds him and rolls him up for the pin, and extends his feet out to the middle turnbuckle for leverage! As Jackson kicks trying to kick out!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!

“BOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Amis quickly rolls out of the ring, and Jackson rolls to a seated position shaking his head in disappointment. Looking back at the ref asking if it was really three… The ref confirms it, despite not wanting to.

Aiello: After all that, Shelton steals it with his feet on the ropes…

Carter: What a robbery.

Bennett: I’ve been saying it from the beginning I’ve said it I don’t know how many god damn times! You can have brains or you can have heart, you can’t have both. Jackson’s got loads of heart, but he just simply got outsmarted tonight.

Jackson stands up leaning on the ropes looking out into the crowd shaking his head in disappointment, as Amis walks up the ramp waving goodbye to Jackson taunting him as we go to a commercial




 

TRIPLE THREAT NON TITLE MATCH

JOHN BLADE
VS COREY SMITH
VS DRAKE

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Aiello: Welcome back to BRAWL Ladies and Gentlemen ... it is time for our MAIN EVENT and—

The lights suddenly go down

"Ladies and Gentlemen....put your hands together...for Griffin Hawkins!"

The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made In Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps, he then goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan, as he makes his way to the announcers table.

Aiello: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the broadcast booth the number one contender! Rampage’s Griffin Hawkins!

Joe leans over and shakes, Griffin’s hand as do Carter and Bennett respectively. Griffin places his United States Championship down on the table and takes a seat next to Carter.

Bennett: Griff… Um, what are you doin here?

Hawkins: I just thought I'd come out here and get a closer look at my competition. But don't worry, I won't dare interfere. I'm just gonna sit in my chair like a good little boy and watch the Champ.

Aiello: Griffin you are one of the longest running wrestlers on the Rampage brand… I just, have to ask—

Bennett: He wants to know how it feels to be here on the “A” show.

Hawkins: Well Um… I don’t think—

Aiello: I don’t think he meant it like that, just… what is it like for you to be here on Brawl tonight?

Hawkins: I think it's been an awesome show. It has superstars that would give Rampage a run for its money, I wouldn't mind testing my skills against the likes of Andrew Jackson, Emma Louise and many others on the Brawl roster someday. But for now my main focus is Ashton Drake.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a non title TRIPLE THREAT MATCH! Introducing first from Phoenix, Arizona weighing in at 251 pounds… The Doctor of Thugnaomicks! JOHN BLADE!!!

Time is now hit's his Music walked out onto the stage, wearing his trademark baseball cap and matching t shirt. With a salute to the crowd, he began running to the ring, where he slid in and quickly got to his feet and tossed his hat into the crowd. After a bit more posing, he removed his t shirt and also tossed it into the crowd to fight his Opponent.

Jessica Stroup: And the next combatant from Norfolk, VA weighing in at 210 pounds… THE KING OF EXTREAM! CORRY SMITH!!!

The music hits and the fans start cheer as i come onto the stage and the fireworks go off.

Jessica Stroup: And the final combatant…

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!

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from Brooklyn, NEW YORK! Weighing in at 210 pounds, he is the EWC International Champion… AND the EWC UNDISPUTED Heavyweight Champion of the World!!! DRAKE!!!

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.

Aiello: This is a huge opportunity tonight for Blade and Smith, its not every day you get to prove yourself against the Undisputed Champion.

Griffin: One thing I've noticed about Drake, is that he is all about giving people chances, he surely wont be giving these two guys an easy ride, but he will give them the chance to prove themselves!

Bennett: Blade and Smith in the main event… That auta put alota butts in the seats…

Aiello: Steve come on now…

Bennett: Oh I’m sorry, John Blade and Cory Smith in the main event! Well Son of a God Damn bitch! *cracks open a beer*

Hawkins looks over at Bennett with a perplexed look on his face.

DING DING DING! 

Drake stands in the corner watching both men intently waiting for them to strike. He smiles and tells them to bring it. John Blade attacks first but Drake easily lifts him over his head, and over the ropes, and Blade falls to the arena floor! Smith comes on the attack and connects with two right hands against the face of Drake! He grabs him and sends him into the ropes, he bends over looking for a back body drop, but Drake holds the ropes stopping his momentum and gives Smith a kick to the teeth for his trouble! Smith falls to his back and Drake immediately locks in the sharpshooter in the middle of the ring!

Aiello: The Champ could end this one in a hurry!

Bennett: Here comes John Blade in from the outside!

Blade slides in the ring, and with Drake’s back turned to him, Blade delivers a running bulldog to the champion! Smith rolls out of the ring holding his back as Blade grabs Drake and backs the champ up into the corner. He sling shots Drake from one post to the other and Drake hits the other corner with such force he crashes into it with a THUD and falls face first to the mat! Drake, holding his back rolls over just in time for Blade to come up and hook him for a suplex! With Drake in the middle of the ring, Blade hops on the middle rope and then back into the ring and lands a springboard legdrop to the champ! He goes for the cover!

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

Aiello: An impressive array of offense from Blade, but a kick out at two!

Hawkins: If there's one thing Drake should not do, it's overlook Blade, he may be the walking punchline of the Brawl locker room, but he isn't somebody you overlook. Sure, he's dumber than a box of rocks .. but that makes him even more dangerous.

Bennett: Thank you! At least someone has the guts to just say it.

Aiello: Blade  fights with all his heart! Every single week!

Bennett: Maybe, but even Griffin can tell the man is as dumb as a stump!

Aiello: Ya still can’t overlook him though.

Blade pulls Drake up, but before Blade can get all the way to his feet, Cory Smith has slid in the ring, and he delivers a pounding German Suplex to Blade! He holds Blade for the cover!

ONE!
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BROKEN UP BY DRAKE!

Blade rolls over to the corner holding his head, as Drake picks up Smith but gets three elbows to the stomach! Smith grabs Drake and locks him in a headlock before Drake shoves him off into the ropes! Drake takes down Smith with a shoulder block and then hits the ropes himself! Smith ducks under, and Drake hits the otherside and Smith pops back up and lands a beautiful drop kick to the chin of the champ!

Aiello: Smith with a beautiful drop kick right to the kisser of Drake!

Bennett: I just don’t understand this, why doesn’t Drake stop messing around with these guys and put them away? Smith hasn’t won a match in the last fifteen years!

Aiello You’re exaggerating there just a little.

Bennett: His win Loss record is almost as bad as John Blade’s! And he’s in there with the Undisputed Champion of the world!

Hawkins: Well despite Corey's less than stellar win loss record, this kid is somebody who can do some damage. I defended the TV Title against him last year on Rampage and he came at me like a house of fire. Drake cannot let this dude get the best of him this close to Stranglemania.

Drake quickly rolls over and as Cory tries to pick him up, Drake shoots the legs and pulls them out from under him! He rolls up Smith!

ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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BROKEN UP BY JOHN BLADE!

Blade comes down on Drake with a series of elbows to the back of the head! Dazing the champion, Smith gets to his feet and the two talk strategy for a second as John Blade points at Drake and they both nod their head yes. Both Blade and Smith hook Drake for a double suplex! The two look like a tag team for a few moments as they begin to double team Drake as it seemingly becomes a handicapped match. They both send Drake into the ropes, and Blade lifts Drake up in the air over his head to a waiting Cory Smith behind him who performs his finishing PUMP-UP POWERBOMB!!!

Aiello: The Champ never saw that one coming!!! Smith might have it here!

ONE!!!
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BROKEN UP BY BLADE!

Blade breaks up the count by grabbing the ref by the shirt and asks him what the hell he is doing??? The ref warns Blade not to touch him, and he turns around and Smith gets in his face for breaking up the pin! The two being to argue over who should get to pin the champion, as Drake slowly gets to his feet, clearly winded from the Pump-up Powerbomb, the two men turn their attention to Drake and they level him turning him inside out with a double running clothsline!

Hawkins: See, despite them having the combined intelligence of half a gnat's brain, they are playing it smart. Eliminate the threat in the ring together. But Drake isn't somebody that'll go down easily.

Aiello: You had to know that this alliance between the two could only last till it came to who was going to win.

Bennett: I see Drake kicking out of Smith’s Pump-Up Powerbomb anyway.

With Drake seemingly laid out in the middle of the ring, Smith and Blade continue to argue. Smith poking Blade in the chest and then giving him a shove! Blade takes a step back and smiles and then retaliates with a series of punches to Smith! He picks up Smith and he slams him down! Raising his hand up into the air the “John Blade Fan Club” all do the same as you hear them chant with him

“You can’t see me!”

Aiello: I have a feeling we might be getting a call from John Cena about that one

Bennett: Mac can certainly afford it

Blade hits the ropes looking for the FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE! And he connects to the skull of Cory Smith! Blade signals for the end He’s looking for THE RAZOR BLADE! But just as he gets Smith onto his shoulders Drake comes into sight and clothslines them both over the top rope to the outside with a powerful running clothsline as they all three tumble over the top rope to the arena floor! Drake pops up shouting as the fans start to lose their minds!

“YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!”

Drake picks up Smith and drops him on the guard rail, as he turns around Blade goes for a forearm smash but Drake blocks it, and reverses it into a roundhouse kick! Drake and Smith are both down, as the champion picks up Cory Smith and signals for THE DEATH NOTE DDT! He delivers it to Smith on the arena floor rendering the king of extreme unconscious! He grabs Blade and throws him in the ring, following in behind.

Aiello: And Goodnight Cory Smith I don’t think He’s gonna wake up from that one!

Bennett: The man says he’s the king of extreme, ya gotta work with what brought ya to the dance, and Smith might have just gotten a taste of his own medicine.

Hawkins: Now this is the Drake I know, the Drake I wanna see! Just when you think you got him down, he comes back like a rabid pitbull!

The crows is on it’s feet as the small pocket of “The John Blade Fan Club” at ring side battle chant with the rest of the crowd.

BLADE!

BLADE!!

BLADE!!!

DRAKE!!!

DRAKE!!!

DRAKE!!!

The two battle it back and forth, when Blade locks in a headlock Drake tries to shove him off but Blade shows his strength and holds on as they come to the ground in a front face lock submission. The ref asks Drake if he want’s to give it up, but Drake waves his finger, struggles and maneuvers himself around getting to his feet, and lifts up John Blade and falls back with a backdrop breaking the hold! Drake gets to one knee, whipping the sweat from his forehead, and John Blade comes up from behind but this time Drake sees him coming and out of no where locks in THE MACHINE!!! The crowd ERUPTS!!!

“YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

You can see the look of determination on Drake’s face as Blade struggles to break free! But the more he struggles the tighter the lock gets and he has no choice but to tap out!!!

“YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

Bennett: Well that took way longer then it should have…

DING DING DING! 

The crowd is on it’s feet as Hawkins stands up from the announcers booth clapping his hands as he watches Drake help Blade to his feet. He pats Blade on the back, and shakes his hand as Blade gets out of the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner… the EWC International AND Undisputed Champion of the World…. DRAKE!!!

Both championship belts are handed to Drake as he accepts them, sweat pouring off of his body. Walking around the ring, he raises the straps and sends the fans into a frenzy!!!

“CHAMP…. CHAMP…. CHAMP!!!”

Drake winks at the fans and then glances in the direction of the announcer’s table! He motions for his theme song to stop as he asks for a microphone.

Aiello: What’s this? Drake is going to speak?!

Bennett: Drake is the top draw in the industry. When he speaks… the world listens.

Drake walks towards the announcer’s table where Griffin Hawkins is standing, He smiles at Griffin before raising the EWC Undisputed Championship for all to see.

Drake: Hey Griff’… glad that you could make it! You know, the entire world is trying to paint the two of us right now as if we were mortal enemies. (Shakes his head.) I am sorry, mate. I got nothing against you. You are a hell of an athlete… and a strong competitor. Facing you at StrangleMania will not only be an honor… but a privilege.

The fans cheer loudly as Drake nods in a sign of respect for Griffin.

Drake: Tonight, I faced not one.. but two men in this ring. Hell, since the moment that I joined the EWC, I have had the odds against me again and again. It’s always this way. It’s all I know. So, that being said, facing a competitor with your level of skill is just the way things need to be for me. There will never be an easy road in this career of mine. Make no mistake about it though. What you have seen tonight… that’s just a taste of what kind of person I am.

Drake paces the ring, wiping the sweat from off of his forehead.

Drake: Griffin… you are an honorable man. You have rules and standards. You are a stand up guy. As much as I value those qualities, that will never be me. There is a monster that resides in my heart. Just like when I faced Xplode, I am capable of letting that monster… that Vengeful One.. out. I am not afraid to cross the line. So I need to say this to you. I like you Griffin. Do the smart thing and walk away. Cancel our fight at StrangleMania.

There is a mixed reaction from the crowd upon hearing this. Griffin holds the U.S. Title on his shoulder shaking his head in disagreement. Raising his hand, Drake asks to be heard once more.

Drake: Look.. I am serious. I don’t want to hurt you, but I will if I have to. I have beaten a man who the entire world considers to be the greatest of all time… Xplode. I have done it not once but twice. I have shown that there is no extent that I won’t go to… to prove that I am the absolute best in the damn world! I will hurt you, Griffin. I will make you tap out..

The crowd ERUPTS with a mixed reaction!

Griffin walks up the metal steps.

Aiello: Oh wow… we may have a confrontation tonight!!! Are we going to see a sample of what is to come at StrangleMania??!!!

Griffin enters the ring and accepts a microphone. Drake watches him, his eyes completely focused on the man before him.

Hawkins: You can paint me as the underdog all that you wish. That’s been my title for the majority of my career! You won’t change my mind regardless. I earned the chance to face you at StrangleMania, Drake. I also have faced some pretty strong opponents… and each time I have come out on top. You won’t get in my head. I won’t be denied my chance to finally become the best in the business.

The crowd again roars a mixed reaction as dueling chants begin.

“GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!”

“LETS GO DRAKE!!!”

“GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!”

“LETS GO DRAKE!!!”

Drake: Alright… have it your way. Let me make it clear then. I am NOTHING like you have faced before. This thing that we do in this ring, it’s all I know. At StrangleMania… I won’t be looking at you as if you are an underdog in that ring.

Drake raises the EWC Undisputed Championship over his head again, causing the fans to cheer loudly!

Drake: I will be looking at you… as if you were just another victim.

“YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

The crowd again begins to chant “DRAKE! DRAKE! DRAKE! DRAKE!” … But slowly but surely the crowd starts to become mixed once again as the chants become inaudible as some of the crowd chants “HAWKINS” some of the crowd chants “DRAKE”.

Griffin looks around the arena at the crowd who are in love with this dream match! Both CLEARLY solidly fan favorites! A smirk slowly spreads across his face.

Griffin: Right on… this is what it is all about.

Griffin swiftly lifts his U.S. Title into the air and again the crowd ERUPTS!!!

Both men stare each other down, each of them holding their respective titles in the air as the crowd roars!

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen that’s all the time we have tonight! For Steve “The Predator” Bennett, and Max Carter ... Wherever Max went … I’m Joe Aiello we will see YOU at STRANGLEMANIA!!!

Shadow Man: Hey bud. Feel any better?

The feed pans backstage as we see President Mac. He is seated behind his desk, his hands clasped together as Shadow Man finds a seat across from him. Crunching on a taco loudly, Shadow Man smiles as he speaks to the man who is obviously in deep thought.

Shadow Man: I bought you a taco! I love these things. Each crunch sends me to a time where things were so much simpler. I remember, back in 1942, when the first hard shell was established..

President Mac: You weren’t even alive then, you dumbass.

Shadow Man: You don't know that. We assume we know my age. For all we know, I'm an incredibly sexy seventy-five year-old man. Either-way, I am sure that it was a thing of greatness! Speaking of, have you and Jaden worked things out yet?

President Mac: I haven’t even seen him.

Shadow Man: Odd … his Firebird is here .. also, have you checked the toilet for any .. gifts? 

Standing up, President Mac walks across the room.

President Mac: His car is here? That isn’t a good sign. Jaden is usually very visible by now. I received a letter this morning when I arrived at the arena. I wonder …

Shadow Man walks over to the desk and spots the letter. He reads it out loud.

Letter: You are running out of time, Danny. I’ve made it possible for you to have everything that you enjoy in life… and you have clearly forgotten that. It’s been my hard work, the blood sweat and tears, that have transformed the EWC from a backyard promotion like I found it into a worldwide powerhouse. It’s time for me to remind you of that. You will accept my challenge tonight… or I will begin to take back everything that I have given you. – X

Shadow Man: Wow… he isn’t kidding, is he?

Mac opens up the bathroom door and out walk 4 Cheetahs





Shadow Man: Holy shit in a bucket of jello .. what's with the fucking Cheetahs? 

President Mac: Bathroom security .. 

Mac smirks while the Cheetahs head back into the bathroom to feast on a fresh steak

President Mac: Jaden never kids around when it comes to his legacy. I was just looking out for him, man. I don’t want him to get hurt out there, or end up disabled due to another stroke. I won’t face him.

Shadow Man: Retirement is hard for us all. Jaden is just going through the motions. I doubt that he would really do anything-

Shadow Man’s face becomes instantly ghost white as he stares into the television monitor!!!

Shadow Man: Danny…. I think you need to look at this..

In the distance, “I stand alone” by Godsmack is heard in the arena as President Mac rushes to Shadow Man’s side. Both men say nothing as the feed pans back to the ring.

Stepping into the ring, Xplode looks over his shoulder as the fans cheer loudly! He looks tired, enraged, and focused. Pacing the ring, Xplode says nothing as the cheers keep on coming. Finally, he raises a fist and the arena slowly quiets down. His theme song ceases to play too.



Xplode: We are weeks away from StrangleMania. We are also weeks away from my final match in the industry.

The crowd starts to boo loudly now as Xplode glares back at them.

Xplode: I have done it all in this sport. This ring… it has been my church… and I have been the law within it’s ropes. Love me or hate me, I have never let any of you down. I have been true to myself and to the EWC brand, and got the damn job done regardless of who I have competed against throughout the years. The greatest names of the industry have all fallen at my feet at one time. I regret nothing. I have never asked for a thing…. Until now.

Xplode paces the ring for a moment longer and then he points to the stage area. A man with a ski mask emerges from backstage, pushing a covered wheelchair. We can not see who is in the wheel chair but it is obvious that they are struggling to be free.

Aiello: Who is under that black sheet?

Bennett: Xplode has completely lost it….

The Wheelchair is now in the ring as Xplode circles it, gesturing for the masked man to leave now. As the fans continue to mumble amongst themselves, Xplode smiles and peeks under the sheet. He then lets it drop and speaks once more.

Xplode: I warned you, Danny. Don’t take away my rematch…. Don’t take away the one thing that means the most to me in this entire universe… the EWC Undisputed Championship. I have bled for that title. I have SACRIFICED for that title. I HAVE GIVEN MY LIFE…. FOR THAT TITLE. You didn’t listen though. Just like always, you do your own thing and hope that it works out. Bad choice, Danny. You see, you know me better than anyone. YOU KNOW THAT I DON’T PLAY AROUND AND I ALWAYS…. PLAY FOR KEEPS!!!

The fans begin to scream loudly as Xplode exits the ring. He lifts the apron and removes a sledgehammer! Rolling back into the ring, Xplode holds the hammer at his waist.

Xplode: Have you seen your Son lately, Danny?

The fans begin to scream in horror as the arena blasts to life!!

Aiello: WAIT… WHAT?!!!

Bennett: Oh… my…. Is Max Carter under that sheet? Xplode can’t be serious…

Aiello: NO….

Xplode smiles as he speaks once more.

Xplode: Of course you haven’t… Danny. Max Carter is the one person that means the most to you. It’s time to even the score. You didn’t accept my challenge. This is on you…

Xplode raises the hammer and begins to bring it down! Before the hammer hits it’s target…. PRESIDENT MAC SUDDENLY EMERGES FROM THE BACKSTAGE AREA!!!

President Mac: WAIT… NO!!!! OKAY…. OKAY JADEN… YOU WIN!!!! DON’T DO IT!!! NOT HIM!!!! DON’T YOU FUCKING DO IT!!!

Xplode smirks.

Xplode: Do you accept my challenge… at StrangleMania… one on one…. HELL IN A CELL!!!?!

The fans begin to scream with approval, begging Mac to accept as he runs down the ramp way. He stops at ringside cautiously…

President Mac: Fine. I accept. You have your match. Just please…. Let my son go.

Xplode nods.

Xplode: Fine. Come and get him. I've got what I want.

Mac nods his head as the fans continue to cheer. Ascending the steps, Mac enters the ring and rushes to the covered wheelchair. He quickly rips the blanket off…. Only to find a random EWC Ring Crew employee…..

Bennett: Huh?! That’s not….. OH WOW!!!

President Mac, his eyes still staring in disbelief, suddenly is sent tumbling to the mat as Xplode brings the sledgehammer hard against his ribs!!! Mac hits the mat, screaming in pain as Xplode brings the hammer down again.. and again.. and again.



Aiello: SOMEBODY STOP THIS!!!!!

Xplode picks up President Mac, kicks him in the gut, and nails the Drop Zone!!! Mac hits the mat with a sickening thud, blood pouring out of a gash on his forehead!! The fans begin to boo loudly and throw trash into the ring as Xplode shoves the wheelchair aside, sending the EWC Employee and the chair tumbling on to it’s side!!

Xplode: DID YOU REALLY THINK THAT I WOULD HURT MAX?!! SEE??!!! WE AREN’T FAMILY!!! FAMILY TRUSTS ONE ANOTHER!!!!

President Mac struggles to get back up but he falls back to the mat, his face covered in blood.



Xplode straddles him and punches him two more times before cupping Mac’s chin and speaking right into his face!!

Xplode: This is what it feels like to be in the shoes of all the other victims that you have placed in the ring with me. This is what it means to be… a victim. At StrangleMania, I am going to END you. I am going to end your world and bring this company down to it’s very foundation!!! I told you this years ago when you screwed me over at Rumble in the Bronx for my first title shot. I told you… it may not be today, or tomorrow… but I always do what I say I will do. That day…. Is StrangleMania.

Xplode let’s President Mac’s head drop and hit the mat as his theme song begins to play! The fans boo loudly as medical crews rush into the ring, tending to Xplode feverishly. As Xplode raises his hands in victory… Shadow Man emerges from the backstage area!!



Shadow Man: CUT THE DAMN MUSIC!!!

The music stops and the fans begin to cheer..

Shadow Man: You went too far, X. That man loved you like a brother. He agreed to your match. Attacking him wasn’t necessary. Well, you have your match now … in the hell in a cell. What Mac didn’t get a chance to tell you though was that before he walked out to that ring … he signed the contract .. adding me as the special referee! This ends at StrangleMania, Jaden. Enough is enough.

The fans begin to cheer now as Xplode glares back at Shadow Man. The arena is completely in chaos as Shadow Man’s theme song plays out. President Mac is slowly helped up the rampway until suddenly he stops. His bloodied and swollen face looks over his shoulder .. glaring at Xplode! Xplode glares back at Shadow Man…

The television feed… and the show… slowly fades out.

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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SHOW OPENER
ANTHONY GRUNGE *
VS KIMI SMALLS [N/S]
WINNER: Anthony Grunge


WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
CHASE REX *
VS EMMA LOUISE *
WINNER: Chase Rex


WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
ADATU URAKIH *
VS CATHARSIS *
WINNER: Catharsis


BEST 2 OUT OF 3 PINFALLS MATCH
JON SULLIVAN *
VS EDDIE CRANK *
WINNER: Eddie Crank


WINNER GETS BOOKED AT STRANGLEMANIA
ANDREW JACKSON *
VS AMIS SHELTON *
WINNER: Amis Shelton


TRIPLE THREAT NON TITLE MATCH
JOHN BLADE *
VS COREY SMITH *
VS DRAKE *
WINNER: Drake
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