MNB #483 - ANTWERP

[President Mac]

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 #483 | JUNE 5TH 2017

LIVE! from Sportpaleis Arena in Antwerp, Belgium

EWC BRAWL
JUNE 5TH 2017
LIVE! from Sportpaleis Arena in Antwerp, Belgium
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 the last episode of BRAWL in California

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, Amis 'FN' Shelton, Andrew Jackson, Anthony Grunge, Catharsis, Eddie Crank, Emma Louise, Jack Tillman, John Blade, Jonathan Sullivan, Kim Hunter, Valora Thomas, Quintin Castle, Peter Dragon, Kestrel, Chase Rex, Scott Grayse and finally current EWC Undisputed Champion Drake!

The opening pyros hit and here we go.




The energy in the Sportpaleis Arena 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

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

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 to Monday Night Brawl! We are here in Antwerp Belgium as part of the 2017 EWC European Tour

Bennett: Its been a pretty awesome experience in Belgium so far, the people, the fans .. they've all treated us so awesomely. We love it here. The women. The beer. The food. The women .. especially the women. Did I mention the women?  

Carter: Last week was an absolutely crazy Monday Night Brawl

Aiello: That it was Max. It started and ended with Brawl GM Victor Price

Bennett: He showed his true colors last week

Aiello: That he did. Price tried to turn Valora to the dark side and appeared to have failed. He tried to get Amis to be his lap dog and has failed. Now he has Valora, Amis, Eddie Crank and Drake all possibly gunning for him tonight

Bennett: It's been quiet from the Price front though. I expected fines, I expected suspensions .. I expected retaliation in the media .. but Price hasn't said a damn thing since Brawl ended last week in California

Aiello: Well regardless, we have an outstanding show for you all tonight. Brawl's first trip to Europe this season and only the second last Brawl before Scars and Stripes

Carter: Folks we will be back with our first match of the night .. right after these messages

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The cameras come back to life following the short commercial break. The EWC's private jet can be seen parked on the runway with the stairs prepped for passengers to exit.

Carter: The family jet! I wonder who's inside?

Aiello: I have a feeling that we're about to find out!

The doors slowly open and Amis Shelton appears. The live crowd watching on the titantron respond with a mixed reaction of cheers and boos for the Real Fuckin' Deal.

Bennett: Son of a bitch, it's Amis! Is he on his way to the arena?

Aiello: We heard that Amis is currently involved in a tournament in Japan, but I didn't expect to see him here tonight!

Carter: But it looks like someone was expecting him guys...

As soon as Amis' feet touches the tarmac he is greeted by a number of security personnel.

Security Guard: Mister Shelton, come with us please.

Seeing that he is surrounded, Amis drops his bag onto the floor and surrenders. Two members of the team immediately secure Amis' hands with zip-ties and leads him into a waiting car as the scene fades.

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HAYDEN HANSEN
VS JOHN BLADE

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Aiello: Yikes, looks like Shelton is about to be delivered to Victor Prince ... that can't be good for the International Champion. Well folks .. it's all kicking off here in EWC and we haven't even kicked off the in ring action!

Carter: And that is something we are going to do right now as up next we have John Blade versus Hayden Hansen.

Aiello: Exactly Max. John Blade is still smarting after his loss to Anthony Grunge last week and I believe this is the Brawl debut of Mr Hayden Hansen.

Jessica Stroup: This is the opening contest of Brawl and it is scheduled for one fall.

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Jessica Stroup: Making his way to the ring first, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota and weighing in at 235 pounds: The Wolverine Monster HAYDEN HANSEN!!!!!

Hayden Hansen steps through the curtain and looks around as he studies the environment. He walks down the isle way cool and calm just looking around him. He enters the ring in a state of focus with a hateful look on his face.

Jessica Stroup: His opponent, from Worchester, Massachusetts and weighing in tonight at 251 pounds. He is JOHN BLADE!!!!!!

See you again hit's when he 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.

DING DING DING!

Both men stand looking eye to eye with each other before Hansen Backhand Chops Blade. He ducks it however and lifts Hansen for a Side Suplex. Hansen rolls over Blade's shoulder and lands on his feet. Blade bounces off the ropes running at Hansen who lifts Blade up dropping him with a Samoan Drop. Blade lands bad on his left shoulder and clutches it as he screams in pain. the match grinds to a hault as the referee and a trainer check on John Blade's left shoulder in the corner of the ring 

Aiello: This match may have ended prematurely folks. It's the nature of the business, these things do happen in wrestling.

Hansen pushes the referee out of the way and unloads on Blade with punches before grabbing Blade's left arm wrapping it around the ropes and pulling on it as Blade screams in pain. Hansen then goes to whip Blade off the rops but he pulls on Blade's arm stopping his momentum and pulling him back toward Hansen who slips behind Blade applying a Hammerlock. The pain forces Blade to fall to his knees. On his knees, Blade leans forward causing Hansen to roll too and lose his grip on the Hammerlock.

Both men get to their feet. Hansen runs at Blade who hits Hansen with a Sidewalk Slam. Blade is on his feet and lifts Hansen to his feet and drops him with a Falcon Arrow. He makes the cover.

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Kick Out!

Carter: I thought that might have been it.

Bennett: Hansen was just resting. He could have kicked out even before the one if he wanted.

Carter: Resting?

Blade lifts Hansen to his feet again but Hansen elbows Blade in the gut before trowing him shoulder first into the corner where Blade's shoulder meets the post with a sickening splat. The action stops again as the referee, trainer and John Blade meet outside the ring to assess Blades shoulder. Hanses rolls to the outside, grabs Blade from behind and throws him, shoulder first into the barrier at ringside. Hansen then grabs Blade and tosses him back into the ring.

In the ring, Hansen lifts Blade to his feed and floors him with a Wake Up Call. Instead of going for a pinfall, Hansen waits as Blade drags himself to his feet before bouncing off the ropes and charging at Blade with a Golden Spear. Blade counters by lifting Hansen up for a Razor Blade. He makes the cover.

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DING! DING! DING!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner: JOHN BLADE!!!!!!

Bennett: How? How? He cheated!

Carter: How?

Bennett: I don't know! I just know he did! To beat Hayden Hansen like that he had to have cheated somehow!

Aiello: Do you want me to tell you how he did it?

Bennett: Yeah! How?

Aiello: John Blade took all the punishment that Hayden Hansen could muster. In the end Hansen had it all but wrapped up but that run he uses for his Spear left him open for the Razor Blade and that simply carved out another win for John Blade.

Bennett: Carved out? Really?

Aiello: I thought it was a good one. In any event, join us after this because the action in that ring promises to be a lot better than my jokes.

The EWC cameras return from the break to find a crowd which is limb of energy and in dire need of a spark, this burst of energy is instilled in them by the sound of ‘Take No Prisoners’ by Megadeth taking over the public announce system. The fans begin to pump their fists in the air and sing praises to the man known as Andrew Jackson. The American hero immerges from behind the curtain wearing a fresh smile and dishing out some salutes to the audience from the top of the stage.

He makes his way down the ramp slowly as he tries to dish out as many handshakes as his time constrained segment would afford him. Once he is done with the sentiments, he climbs into the ring with the help of the steel steps and turns to the crowd with his microphone in hand as they cheer his name.

“JACKSON”

“JACKSON”

“JACKSON”

He calls for some serenity and they give him a little bit of it before he begins to speak.

Andrew Jackson: It’s been a while since I came out here and shared my thoughts with you all. In fact, I have never really had a heart to heart with you folks at a live show. Please do forgive me for that, I am a firm supporter of the underdog so I always afforded most of my time to those at the house shows and the book signings…But, you deserve my time just as much as the next guy, and I hope I am worthy of some of your time?

The fans cheer and Jackson flashes a cheeky smile back at them before continuing.

Andrew Jackson: This is the start of our European tour and it comes at a time when you just happen to be dealing with a tragedy and so I would like us to give a minute silence for those who passed on during the Manchester bombing.

The room falls silent for a minute as all bow their heads, the religious pray in silence and those that are not stay quiet in respect for the dead.

Andrew Jackson: We will not be terrorized nor will we play the victim, we will rise above all attacks on our freedom, on our hearts, on our faiths and on our states, be it mental or physical. We will not only continue our lives as though it never happened, but we’ll party on the streets of Manchester and in the Manchester arena, we will not give in to fear, hate or anguish. I have given a good chunk of my life to saying fuck you to Isis with my guns and you can be damn sure right now while I am in a different position, I’ll say it with my words; FUCK YOU!

The fans explode with cheers as the American hero stretches his arm out gloriously. Jackson soon begins to prance around the ring, giving a little time to the Belgian crowd to catch quiet down a bit.

Andrew Jackson: We’ll move on from that and talk about all that has been going on here, I am finally feeling like myself again, my blood, sweat and tears are starting to pay off, my resilience is starting to blossom and I think I finally understand myself; that’s why I am confident enough to come out here tonight and tell you that not only I’m I about to give a 100 percent in my match tonight but every night from here on. It doesn’t matter who I face, they would have their hands full and their face filled with fists. I am not Andrew Jackson the superstar, I am every single one of you and these are not my fights, these are our daily struggles. The ups and downs come but we will knock them down like Dominos, we don’t care what the world throws at us, we’ll just throw a middle finger back and grind it out. Chase Rex, tonight you better bring everything, the kitchen sink with the pots and pans because I will not relent. Heroes are those who do ordinary things in extraordinary ways and boy you are about to get an extraordinary ass kicking. See you soon.

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The fans roar as Jackson drops the microphone and his theme song returns to the public announce system. He exits the rings and makes his way up the ramp.

Aiello: This man seems more confident than I’ve ever seen him

Bennett: Give a man a couple wins and he thinks he’s superman

Carter: I don’t think that’s it. He looks in the best form of his career and seems to have grown into his own.

Aiello: I guess we’ll find out, Chase Rex is also in tremendous form with a little streak of his own going.

The camera cuts to the backstage area where the EWC International Champion, Amis Shelton, is being led by the same security team that picked him up at the airport. They cross through multiple corridors and enter through countless doors until they arrive at the boiler room. Amis' expression turns sour as he catches a glimpse of who's waiting for him.

Victor Price.

Victor Price: Well well well.. Look what the cat dragged in.

Victor is sporting a bandage on his forehead thanks to the chair shot from Amis on the previous episode of BRAWL.

Victor Price: Did you honestly think that you could get away with hitting me in the face with that steel chair you son of a bitch?

Victor clenches his fist as the camera suddenly goes to static...

The scene opens to Ace Heart backstage, and he's standing next to Valora Thomas and her manager, Mick.

Ace Heart: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time is Valora Thomas and her mentor Mick.

The crowd roars with applause and cheers her name. She can hear it all the way in the back and she smiles, tossing them a smile, wink, and wave.

Ace Heart: Valora, recently you cleared the air on what happened last week at the conclusion of the tag match, but you didn't exactly touch on what your plans are to get back at Victor Price and Amis Shelton. Surely you're not wiling to let something like that slide.

She grins and shakes her head.

Valora: I'm over it. Last week was a cautionary tale on why being a super secret Jane Bond type should remain in the movies, not real life. However, Amis no longer has the backing of Victor, so the next time he has a match, especially a title match, he's going to lose. Amis can't win the big one without Victor. And of course Victor doesn't have a puppet anymore, so he can't control anyone. The way I see it, they did more damage to each other than any form of revenge I could take against them. It's going to be fun watching them crash and burn. Besides, I have a much bigger threat looming tonight and that's Catharsis.

The fans rally behind her reason, cheering her more upon realizing she's made an excellent point. They too can't wait to watch them burn.

Ace Heart: Interesting. Hopefully it'll play out like you think it will. Amis is quite wiley so don't count him out. Now as well all know, Catharsis is a different beast altogether, and you had some pretty pointed words about him recently.

She nods and so does Mick.

Valora: Hey, the guy is entitled to his opinion, but I'm entitled to let him know how much his opinion absolutely sucks. He trashed the troops, around Memorial Day no less, and I'm not going to let that slide. So I gave him a dose of his own medicine and trashed his heroes in return. I have a tremendous amount of respect for the troops, not just ours but those all around the world, the ones who sacrifice so much to preserve freedom in their lands. While Catharsis gets to sit back and enjoy his career, making money and getting flown to places all over the world, there's troops putting themselves in the line of fire to protect people from getting blown up at concerts, schools, and cafes. I respect Catharsis's fighting ability in the ring, but I don't respect him as a person anymore.

Ace's eyes go wide as he turns fully to the camera.

Ace Heart: Wow. Strong words from Valora Thomas tonight. Aiello, Bennett and Carter, back to you at ringside.

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CHASE REX
VS ANDREW JACKSON

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Aiello: Wow, well a whole lot has happened in the last few moments folks .. but we need to get right on with our second match of the night which will again feature a clash between two men who are as different as night and day. In one corner Andrew Jackson and in the other Chase Rex.

Carter: The straight man versus the Madman.

Bennett: The student versus the most sophisticated man in wrestling.

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, who has Valerie Lennox at his side.

Jessica Stroup: Our next contest is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first accompanied by his manager Valerie Lennox from Manhattan´s Upper Eastside, weighting in at 210 pounds, he is a sophisticated man …. CHASE REX!!!

He pauses for a moment, peering out at the crowd before heading down the ramp with Valerie in tow. 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, Chase holds the top and middle rope open as Valerie climbs the steps after him and makes her entrance into the ring as well. 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 while Valerie crouches between the middle and bottom ropes and drops to ringside.

Aiello: Is that really an umbrella Valerie brought to the ring side? I don´t think it will be raining tonight, much less inside the building.

Bennett: Maybe she thinks her client is so smoking´ hot he´ll set off the sprinkler system.

Carter: Somehow I think she has something else in mind.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent weighting in at 190 lbs …from North Carolina… …ANDREW JACKSON!!!

Take No Prisoners by Megadeth blasts through the PA system and it is soon followed by a series of fireworks blasting across the stage from left to right and back to the start point like a rogue Draco.

Once the fireworks seize Andrew Jackson arrives from behind the curtains looking expansively into the thousands in the audience. The cheers flood the stage as he gets himself settled at the center of it.

Jackson throws salutes to his audience and begins to make his way down the ramp. He doesn’t flash a single smile but even with his strict demeanor he dishes out high-fives and handshakes whilst he makes his way down.

Once he gets to the ring area he uses the steps to get into the ring but before going through the ropes he points to the cheap seats above and throws a salute their way. Once in the ring he finds his corner and throws a few warm up punches to get into the swing of things as he waits for the match to begin.

Aiello: Somehow Jackson seems more focused and determined than ever. Perhaps because of his win over Catharsis.

Bennett: He has been bringing more of a killer instinct to his matches. Still he´s a novice compared to the living killer instinct Chase Rex.

Carter: Surely he does not enjoy his kills that much. Could be more of a military attitude to accomplish the objective and get the job done.

DING! DING! DING!

Neither wrestler plays the waiting game tonight. They go for each other and it is Chase Rex who comes out on top of the first contact when he nails a Powerslam on Jackson, pulls him to his feet again and starts to drill Uppercuts into his jaw.

Jackson goes slack in Rex´s grip. The Madman hesitates for a second to check on the results of his handiwork. That is when Jackson grabs him around the thighs and the waist and lifts him up into a thundering Spinebuster. Knowing that Rex is one of the toughest competitors around Jackson continues to pummel him with a rapid series of Elbow Drops to the forehead, face and temples.

Aiello: Jackson played possum successfully. As sophisticated as Rex may be he fell for it.

Bennett: It´s not going to work a second time. Jackson should have saved that trick for his endgame. There´s no way he´s going to score a win now.

Indeed Rex pushes Jackson aside with an angry scream. The mask of sophistication is gone. Chase Rex has a sneer on his face and bloody murder in his eyes. He´s not literally foaming yet but he is close. Chase drives his boot into Jackson´s gut with a One-legged Dropkick then fires off an Enzuigiri that Jackson can dodge at the last moment or his head might have come off.

Chase does not relent. He hits the ropes and comes back with a Springboard Spear that wipes Jackson clean off his feet but the former seal still manages to escape from an Inverted Powerslam attempt to drive Chase´s head into the mat with a DDT and then execute a Neckbreaker on him.

But it seems that the pain makes the Madman only madder.

Aiello: Jackson seems to have pushed every button there is to push to unleash the madness of Chase Rex.

Bennett: That might be his death warrant. Chase is so bend out of shape he feels even less pain than usual

Carter: You make it sound like Rex ever had a shape to begin with. He is rip roaring crazy. But yes, that´s a dangerous game Jackson plays.

Bennett: Not even sure that he knows what he´s doing.

In the middle of the ring Jackson and Rex are locked up in a elbow-and-collar hold untilRex breaks up the hold and Iris whips Jackson into a turnbuckle.

WHAMMM!

The impact is so hard it seems to shake the ring and resonates thorough the arena.

Carter: Ouch!

Jackson staggers forward when from outside the ring Valerie Lennox hooks his ankle with the curved hilt of her umbrella and pulls back, sending the shaken-up Jackson into the mat face first while ref Daniels is distracted by a raging Chase Rex.

As soon as Jackson is flat on the canvas Rex´s raging stops and he storms forward to land with his elbow right between Jackson´s shoulder blades in a high-speed Elbow Drop.

Chase slides his arms underneath Jackson´s armpits to set him up for a punishing Double-underhook double-knee gutbuster. But now the ex-soldier shows how tough he really is. Jackson escapes from the half-finished hold and stuns him with a Roundhouse kick to the temple where the Madman is a vulnerable as everyone else.

Jackson lifts him up into a vertical suplex, salutes the crowd and holds Chase in place a moment longer than usual before smashing him down and hooking the leg.

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DING! DING! DING!

Jessica Stroup: And our winner by pinfall… ANDREW JACKSON!!!

Aiello: Astonishing comeback. It seems Chase Rex has met his match when it comes to recovering from punishment.

Carter: And his match for dishing it out despite another interference from Valerie Lennox.

Bennett: What interference again?

The scene fades out showing both Aiello and Carter as they give Bennett that “Are you kidding us” look.

The camera pans to the trainer's office. Sloped against the wall outside the room is Corwin, who runs into his brother as he rounds the corner leaving the office with a bandage concealing his minimal cuts.

Corwin Blade: Hey Johnny boy. You have time to think about my offer?

John Blade: Yes.

Corwin Blade: Well..you've kept me in suspense long enough, what's your answer?

John Blade: No.

Corwin Blade: No? What do you mean 'no'?

John Blade: I don't need your help.

He replies with a shrug of the shoulders, attempting to leave he turns his back to start walking but Corwin stops him with the jerk of the arm.

Corwin Blade: Whoa! Don’t you turn your back on me! You think just because you got lucky out there tonight that you don’t need my help? Well I got news for you little brother, it isn’t your job to decide what’s best for you -- it’s mine! I made that promise to Mom and Pop, and I don’t intend on breaking it. Not again.

John Blade: I'm not a kid anymore. I’m a grown man and I can fight my own battles. Your help is unneeded as I proved with my victory tonight

John brushes shoulders with his brother nearly knocking him through the wall. Corwin watches on, his hands balling into a fist with quenching anger and his right nostril slightly twitching. The muscles in his face intensify leaving everyone with one small notion, this was not over.

Price: Hello. Get off of your Asses and listen. I have a job for you both tonight. Listen up…

We open backstage as we see Victor Price. Standing in front of two security guards, he glares at each one within an arena hallway. Price glances over his shoulder, obviously nervous, as he speaks with a hushed tone.

Price: Now, we both know that Ashton Drake will be here at some point tonight. (The fans suddenly pop, causing Price to roll his eyes.) Does that annoy anyone else? You? What about you? It doesn’t matter in the scheme of things… does it? I mean, you both are bottom of the barrel rent-a-cops, right? Anyway, listen. I need you two fatties to guard that door. If you see Drake, one of you needs to detain him. The other one will run his bacon loving ass to my office and fetch me… understood? Fetch?!

The guard's glare back at Price and then at each other.

Guard #1: Umm.. sure?

Guard #2: Why are we detaining him though? Is he going to harm you?

Price: HARM ME?!! ARE YOU SERIOUS? Listen, Jello-Booty.. Victor Price isn’t afraid of NO man. Do you understand me? I just need him detained… period. Got it? You just do what you’re told, and you may keep your gig here, understood?

Both guards nod as Price snorts.

Price: Seriously though. Out of curiosity, how in the blue hell do you plan to chase anyone down when you weigh 500 pounds? Do this for me tonight, and I will supply you both with gym memberships… you can thank me later.

Price chuckles as he walks away. Both guards look at one another, a amused look upon their faces. The fans begin to cheer now as Drake steps out from behind a stack of ladders. Smiling, he pats both guards on their backs and offers each one of them a handful of cash..

Drake: Thank you, my friends. I knew that he was going to-

Suddenly, both guards push the cash back into Drake’s hands and shake their heads.

Guard #1: Keep the money, Champ. It will be a pleasure to watch you kick that prick’s ass!

Guard #2: Absolutely.

Drake nods his head as the fans continue to cheer.

Drake: Oh trust me…. Karma is a bitch.

The fans continue to cheer as Drake walks through the hallway. He stops in front of an office door that reads “General Manager. Laughing, he suddenly rips the sign off of the door and enters the office! As the fans continue to cheer, Drake tosses the sign on the desk in front of Price as he remains seated, his jaw dropped in shock.

Drake: Hey Boss…. I think someone ripped that off of your door. The nerve of them assholes… huh?

Price: You son of a b-

Drake: Oh wow… please. Watch the language. There are kids in the arena!

Drake shoves a laptop off of the desk and finds a seat upon it as Price shoots out of his chair. Storming around the desk, Price gets in Drake’s face, as the EWC Champion stands up, looking him eye to eye. Both men say nothing as the fans continue to cheer. Finally, after an intense stare down… Drake speaks with a smirk.

Drake: Breath Mint, boss?

Price: You think that this is all a game.. don’t you?

Drake: Game? Hardly. I was thinking that you are more of a … joke.

Price: Do you realize what I can do to you? I am the most powerful man in this arena. I ca-

Drake: ACTUALLY…. No. The collective voices of those fans are the most powerful force in this arena. (The fans suddenly pop) You might want to get that straight. They do pay your check after all..

Price: Obviously, you haven’t learned your lesson. The pain that I have caused upon you lately is but a taste of what I can do to you if you don’t learn to play nice and accept the status quo. Your story is over, Drake. This is my story now..

Drake smirks as the fans continue to cheer. Nodding his head, he looks around then suddenly speaks.

Drake: Are you on drugs… Sir?

The fans begin to laugh as Price paces the room in frustration.

Drake: Does Danny know about your addiction? I mean, when I first met you, I figured that you were all blocked up on some steroid mixture or something. Now it all makes sense. I never would have guessed it.

Price: I've got shit to deal with in my office right now Drake … speak up son ... what the hell do you want?

Drake: It’s funny that you ask that. You know, meeting you has caused this epiphany of sorts in me. I need to thank you for that. I see that you have this boner… and probably a small one thanks to the steroids… for Amis Shelton. The way that you have been sending him to me for me to break off, it’s obvious that you want him to get seriously hurt in that ring. I am going to do you a solid.. and make that a reality.

Price: I'm all ears Drake .. spit it out

Drake: Make Amis the next challenger for my EWC Title…. I will sign the paper. My terms are simple. You are banned from ringside. I want our match… in a steel cage.

The fans begin to cheer loudly as Price rubs his chin.

Price: Steel cage.

Drake: Yup.

Price: Title on the line?

Drake: Yup.

Price: Okay… but I have a condition myself. If you lose this match, you leave the EWC. I don’t want to see your face. I don’t want to hear your name. Nothing. I want you gone… period.

The fans continue to cheer as Drake glares at Price.

Drake: Done.

Price: I am going to make your life hell until then… champ. This is going to be fun.

Drake: I expect nothing less…

The camera pans to Drake and then Price…. And then the scene fades out.

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CATHARSIS
VS VALORA THOMAS

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Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl. Well that was absolutely unexpected backstage .. Drake and Victor just approved a EWC Championship match at Scars & Stripes .. with Amis Shelton!

Bennett: I can't even wrap my mind around this right now

Carter: Amis turns on Victor but is now gifted with a shot at the biggest prize in the business .. and Drake agreed to make this a career match for himself .. a loss and he leaves the EWC

Aiello: The stakes have never been higher for Amis and Drake .. but we need to focus on what's up next and next up we have Valora Thomas going toe to toe with the former International Champion .. Catharsis

Jessica Stroup: The next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first weighing in at 145lbs, from Phoenix, Arizona. Valora Thomas!!!

"Kick In The Teeth" by Papa Roach plays and Valora comes out with her manager, Mick, behind her. As she heads down the aisle toward the ring, Mick remains behind her, giving her last minute instructions and motivational utterings. She tags hands here and there before running up the steps and entering into the ring, where she goes about doing some boxing and kicks that "ooooh" and "awe" the fans. As her music dies, she goes to her corner and engages in some more warm up exercises.

Jessica Stroup: And her opponent a native from Tokyo, Japan. Now residing in Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at 210lbs, 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 for Valora.

DING! DING! DING! 

The bell acts as a firing pen for Catharsis. He quickly slides infront of Valora and sends her back into the ropes with a forearm to the face. He follows with a second before whipping Valora into the ropes and sending her straight to the mat with a high dropkick. Catharsis pulls Valora to her feet but gets met with a bell clap. Valora pushes Cathasis back, bounces off the ropes and hits a dropkick to the knees that puts Cathasis to the mat.

Aiello: We're in for a high-paced, high-speed collision. Don't blink, these two move at a different speed.

Bennett: Is that why Catharsis's reign as International champion was so quick?

Carter: Well it was only took a 60 minute war and the lights going out for him to lose it.

Bennett: What'd I tell you about those conspiracy theories kid?

Catharsis climbs back to his feet but gets doubled over by a straight kick to the gut. Valora pulls him in for a DDT but Catharsis blocks her with a shoulder thrust to the abdomen followed by a northern lights suplex and cradle for the pin.

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Catharsis quickly back to his feet before dropping his knee into the side of Valora keeping her on the mat. Catharsis hops back up, comes off the ropes and drops both knees into Valora.

Carter: The former champion looking to just punish Thomas here in the early going.

Aiello: Just another Monday night for Catharsis.

Catharsis pulls Valora to her feet and whips her into the corner. He quickly follows with a spear that connects and Valora drops to one knee. Catharsis takes a step back and snaps in a superkick that misses. The Karate Cutie ducks out of the way and Catharsis leg gets caught on the top turnbuckle. Valora suddenly slides in and drops him to the mat with a float over DDT. She goes for the cover.

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Valora drops a knee of her own into Catharsis side before locking his arm and putting him into an arm trap crossface.

Aiello: The former UFC superstar is no stranger to the pain business. That crossface is locked in tight.

Bennett: But they're too close to the ropes, this isn't an octagon.

Catharsis gets his foot on the rope and Valora releases the hold. She quickly slams two knees into his side and drags Catharsis into the center of the ring. Valora locks his arm again but Catharsis fights out with a back elbow to Valora's face. The two scramble to their feet and Catharsis goes for a straight kick that gets caught by Valora. She spins and brings him down with dragon screw leg whip.

Aiello: Valora is not letting go of that leg anytime soon.

Bennett: She's out there trying to break the damn thing.

Valora locks Catharsis into an ankle lock and drops down into a grapevine that has him reaching for the ropes in pain.

Carter: This could be it! No, wait! Catharsis is fighting his way out!

Catharsis uses his free leg and fires his heel multiple times into the arms of Valora. She releases the hold and catches a foot to the face rolling her to the apron. Catharsis slowly climbs to his feet and Valora springboards off the ropes into a flying reverse DDT that connects flush.

Aiello: Reverse Gravity!

Bennett: He's not getting up from that one.

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DING! DING! DING!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner, Valora Thomas

Aiello: Impressive win tonight from Valora. After everything that happened last week she really came out to prove a point.

Bennett: I refuse to call her the Karate Cutie.

Carter: Well you just did. We will be back with more Monday Night Brawl!

Bennett: Son o bitch.

The scene opens just outside of the arena where Victor Price has caught up to talk to Andrew Jackson

Victor: Jackson

Andrew turns around and sees Victor. Andrew reluctantly shakes hands with Victor

Victor: Look man, we haven't really had a minute and I just wanted to say I am impressed with you handle yourself. You have a way with the people and you've been damn impressive in the ring as of late

Andrew: Thank you, I appreciate that

Victor: I'm gonna cut right to the point. I know I'm not the easiest guy to work with. I know most people in this building hate me .. but I'm not blind so as to hold people back.

Andrew looks on confused

Victor: What I'm trying to say here is .. you deserve another crack at gold .. and I'm going to give that to you. Scars & Stripes. Consider yourself booked for a shot at the International Championship.

Andrew: Wow. I ... thank you

Victor: Now it wont be a straight up one on one match .. but those details will come out when it's needed to be known. Now I gotta head back inside and handle some shit .. good work tonight and good luck in the future. Oh and .. nice headband

Victor chuckles as he heads back inside the building

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NON TITLE FIRST BLOOD MATCH
PETER DRAGON
VS EDDIE CRANK

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Aiello: Wow .. did Victor Price just do something ... good?

Bennett: Don't count on it .. this is how he does things Joe

Aiello: You are probably right ... well folks it's been a hell of a night so far ladies and gentlemen and.... I'm sure I'm going to regret asking this but Steve, why are you wearing an apron?

Bennett: Simple Joe, up next is a First Blood Match. This suit cost almost $6000 and it's dry clean only!

Aiello: No folks, I don't think it's worth $6000 either but he is right about the fact that a First Blood Match is up next. It's Eddie Crank versus Peter Dragon.

Carter: If you wan to talk form Joe, Eddie Crank won his match on Brawl last week while Dragon was on the losing end of his match.

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is a First Blood Match! Making his way to the ring first he hails from Tampa Florida and weighs in tonight at 235 pounds. The Voice Of Reason: PETER DRAGON!!!!!

A Loud Dragon's Roar is heard on the PA as Never Again by Nickelback plays on the PA System as red, gold, and white lights flash. Right by Dragon's side is his wife, manager, and valet, Misty. Walking down the ramp, flames shoot out with each step taken. Inside the ring, Dragon will bow to the fans as a sign of respect. Then flames shoot out of all four corners of the ring posts as he waves his fists in the air and yells.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent! Weighing in at 165 pounds of glory and hailing from Dublin, Ireland.: The Whizzer, ... The X-Division Champion .. 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.

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.

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.

Crank starts circling the ring and talking trash, warming up for the fight with a smile on his face.

Eddie starts shadow boxing and kicking, practicing over his movements and getting nice and limber for the fight.

DING! DING! DING!

Both men stand face to face with each other in the centre of the ring before Crank catches Dragon with a Right to the jaw knocking him down. Dragon rolls to the outside where he is met by Eddie Crank who irish whips him into the ring steps. Crank picks up Dragon and slams him head first into the steps.

Crank picks Dragon up off the ground and rolls him into the ring before sliding into the ring after him. Crank fires another Right Hook at Dragon who ducks it before hoisting Crank up in a German Suplex.

Dragon lifts Crank to his feet and Irish whips him into the corner where he batters Crank with kicks to the ribs and one to the head. A dazed Crank staggers out of the corner and is hit by a Superkick that knocks him down.

Aiello: If this was a normal match he might have gone for the pin.

Bennett: But it isn't now MAKE SOMEONE BLEED!!!

Carter: I thought you didn't want any blood?

Bennett: Just because I don't want it on my suit doesn't mean I don't want to see the rest of this arena covered in it.

Crank uses the ropes to pull himself up off the ground while Dragon steps up behind him. Dragon locks his fingers together and raises his hands for an Axe Handle Smash but Crank counters it with a Back Elbow to the jaw.

Dragon staggers clutching his jaw. Crank moves to follow it up but Dragon Chops him in the chest doubling Crank over before Irish Whipping him into the corner again.

Dragon charges at Crank and leaps for an Avelanche in the corner. Crank catches him and Flapjacks Dragon headfirst into the ringpost. Dragon bounces backwards and lands flat on his back on the canvas.

Crank stands over Dragon and unloads with punches until...

DING! DING! DING!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner: The X-Division Champion ... EDDIE CRANK!!!!

Bennett: Is that it?

Aiello: It's a First Blood Match and with Eddie Crank it really can be that fast.

Bennett: Peter Dragon literally threw himself at Eddie Crank and it created the space and opportunity for Eddie Crank to do what Eddie Crank does best and leave his opponent in a bloody mess! Hear that Joe? He beat him to a bloody pulp!

Aiello: I wish I could argue with you. Fans, don't you go anywhere, still to come we have The Champion, Drake!

The scene opens backstage with Victor Price speaking with Chase Rex

Victor: Mr Rex

Chase: I'm not in the best of moods here right now Vic .. tonight was not my night 

Victor: Well, I'm about to change that

Chase: What do you mean? 

Victor: Look, Jackson might have gotten the best of you .. again, but that doesn't mean you aren't one of the most feared men on this roster. You have what it takes .. you just need a little push. You need someone to who believes in you to give you a shot

Chase: I'm not Amis Shelton .. I cant be manipulated man .. so whatever it is you want ..

Victor: What I want is that Television Championship to come over to Brawl. I think you are the man strong enough to go out there and win that title and bring it back to Brawl

Chase: Go on ..

Victor: I'm going to send two people to fight for the Television Championship .. and you are one of those two. At Scars & Stripes, you will fight for the Television Championship. No strings. No favors. Just go out and win it. That's all. 

Chase smirks and nods his head before walking off

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NON TITLE FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH

ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS DRAKE

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Aiello: Welcome back to Brawl my friends. Well .. a whole lot has happened here so far tonight

Carter: Amis Shelton was grabbed by guards, zip tied and hasn't been heard from since

Aiello: Drake wants to put his EWC Championship on the line against Amis in a Cage match .. but in return Victor Price had Drake agree that if he lost to Amis he would be done with the EWC for good.

Carter: Then both Andrew Jackson and Chase Rex ended up getting title shots setup for Scars & Stripes

Aiello: And now it's now time for our Main Event

Bennett: The Champ is once again in the Main Event, and this time faces Anthony Grunge

Carter: Grunge has a huge opportunity here to make a name for himself. If he can manage to beat the EWC Champion here tonight, he could secure himself a shot at the title, and also be the first person this season to defeat Drake

Aiello: Drake has won back-to-back MVP honors here on Brawl, and even more impressively, he still has not suffered a loss this year as Max brought out

Carter: I'm worried about Drake though .. we haven't seen Amis and we know Price is out for blood with Drake .. this match is perfectly setup to be a massive trap for Drake and he's walking right into it

Bennett: Drake isn't worried about jack shit and either should you

Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Main Event

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

Stroup: Coming out first .. from Hollywood,CA .. Anthony Grunge

GRUNGE

SUCKS

GRUNGE

SUCKS

GRUNGE

SUCKS

'Fell on Black Days' – Soundgarden plays Johnny Sinclair walks to the ring and then opens the curtains. Anthony Grunge emerges and starts to walk down to the ring. The fans go to touch him but Grunge just ignores them. Grunge spits some gum into the crowd and then enters the ring.

Aiello: The people of Antwerp, Belgium do not like Anthony Grunge

Stroup: And now ..

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

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

Explosions rocket from the stage, catching the fans off guard as "The Sounds of Madness" by Shinedown 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! Please welcome... the EWC Undisputed and International Champion.. 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.



Ashton Drake and Anthony Grunge meet in the center of the ring, the two stand face to face as the crowd continues to cheer on in anticipation of the bell .. however out of nowhere Anthony Grunge punches Drake in the face. The referee calls for the bell as Grunge gives several punches then kicks Drake right in the face.

DING DING DING

Aiello: Absolutely no respect for the champion here tonight, Grunge is out to show he deserves to be in this Main Event match

Bennett: That's the way it should be, Drake is the Champion sure .. but you don't show respect in the ring by laying off .. you show respect by giving it your all. Drake will appreciate the quick approach by Grunge here

Drake falls back on the ropes. Grunge attempts to clothesline Drake over the top rope but The EWC Undisputed Champion low bridges him with Grunge barely hanging on to the top rope. As Grunge gets up, Drake runs against the opposite ropes and hits his opponent with a Roundhouse Kick.

Before Grunge can get up, Drake goes to the corner and pulls out a trash can full of weapons and dumps it all over Grunge. Several street signs, a brick and the EWC's favorite weapon of choice .. a toaster fall out. Grabbing a stop sign, Grunge swing’s hard in his opponent’s leg. Buckling from the attack, the Champion falls on his knees then Grunge smashes the sign in his face.

Bennett: There is no holding back to start this match .. both men are out for blood

Aiello: Grunge wants to prove he belongs, while Drake wants to show Price and Amis that he will do whatever it takes to get the win

Grabbing his opponent’s head, Anthony Grunge deliver’s several fists on Drake’s head. After several shots, he’s pressed against the barricade but Grunge backs up and attempts a Crossbody but Ashton Drake ducks the attack and Grunge lands on the stairs. Stepping up onto the barricade and waits, once Grunge was on his feet, The EWC Undisputed Champion jumps off and hits him with a Neckbreaker. Although it connects, Drake lands hard on his tailbone.

But the fans cheering and patting him on his shoulders invigorates The EWC Undisputed Champion. Once up, he helps up Grunge and carries him up the stairs. On their way up, they grab drinks and food that the Belgium crowd offer up and they smash it into each others faces. Once near the entrance to the concession area, Anthony Grunge elbows Drake in the ribs then smashes his face into a nearby wall and follows up with a Step Up Enzuigiri causing Drake to stumble into a sales counter. The cashier screams as the fight ends up in front of them.

Aiello: This match is starting to get out of control here, but the fans are loving it

Bennett: It's the EWC .. we are extreme

Carter: Those look like some cool EWC shirts ..

Grabbing his opponent by his neck, Grunge tosses Drake over a counter. The cashier jumps over him and runs away, but Grunge walks around to get to Drake. Grabbing a case of mustard, Grunge raises high over his head but Drake scores a field goal, causing Grunge to drop it on his head. Drake quickly gets up and tackles Grunge through the glass popcorn case. Several shards cut open Grunge’s back as well as Drake’s arms. Both men are also covered in mustard and hot butter from the popcorn machine.

Seeing a Fire Extinguisher, Drake grabs it and uses it to wake up Grunge from his daze. Jumping up, Grunge dances around as the EWC Undisputed Champion drops the Fire Extinguisher and begins punching Grunge over the head. Grunge, backs up towards the register and falls chest first, hard on it. But as Drake grabs his shoulder, Grunge grabs the register, tears it loose and smashes it into Drakes gut.

With a hand full of spandex, Grunge runs with Drake fast into a vending machine and cracks the glass. They spin around and once more Grunge smashes Drake into the machine glass and this time it breaks. But Drake fights back rough and pushes Grunge into the wall. Thinking quickly, he bashes his head into Anthony’s face, stunning him. Then several fists go into Grunges ribs, each blow knocking the wind out of him. With his arms pressed against Grunge’s throat, he tries choking him out against the wall.

Bennett: This match is getting better by the minute!

Aiello: Both men are out to prove a point here tonight

Carter: The EWC Champion is proving once again why he's the guy to beat here in the EWC

Releasing the choke hold, Drake walks over to the refreshment table and gets a cup of water. He turns around to toss it on Grunge but as he launches the liquid, Grunge runs out Dropkicks Drake hard. With Anthony Grunges momentum, Drake flies backwards and takes out the refreshment table spilling water, Gatorade, and coffee all over the ground. Grunge takes a knee and catches wind again.

Aiello: Smart move on Grunge to take a quick breather here and get himself sorted out

Even Drake takes a moment to recover his wind too. Before too long, Grunge gets up and helps Drake up, but the EWC Undisputed Champion counters with several elbows into his opponent’s gut and hips and delivers several Roaring Elbows to Grunge’s head and follows up with a Spinning Back Fist. The blow is hard enough to get Grunge into the bathroom. Several guys hoot and holler as the two wrestlers barge in

Aiello: Well there is something you don't often see ..

Bennett: All of Belgium is roaring right now .. especially those guys who just pissed their pants

Carter: We apologize for the amount of full frontal male nudity that is appearing on screen right now

Bennett: Who takes a piss with their pants pulled all the way down?

Aiello: Those guys apparently

Ashton Drake grabs Anthony Grunge and smashes him into each wall. Once he hits a mirror, it shatters and is now bleeding! The blood splatters on the wall with each hit from the EWC Undisputed Champion, as they get into the urinal area Grunge grabs one of the men and tries to use him as a human shield. Drake stops everyone, but Grunge pushes the man aside who trips and falls to the ground and Grunge manages to low blows Drake

Bennett: That was hilarious

Aiello: EWC is going to get fined for that one .. and in turn .. Grunge will probably get fined too

Carter: Pull your pants up dude .. seriously .. so much bare ass right now

Following up with a Super Kick, Grunge floors Drake and begins to slam his head repeated against the floor. Drake tries to fight back but Grunge drives his knees into Drake’s side causing him to temporarily stop resisting. After four smashes into the ground, Grunge turns Drake to see he’s bleeding and goes for a pin fall, luckily the referee has been following them the entire time…

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Aiello: The EWC Undisputed Champion is still alive!

Bennett: It will take more than that to defeat the Champion

With Grunge distracted by arguing with the referee, Drake grabs his tights and pulls him into a urinal and bashes his bloody head. This time, The EWC Undisputed Champion gets up and hits a Double Arm DDT on the cold hard floor. With his opponent down, Drake now goes for a pin himself…

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Aiello: Wow! This one was almost over folks

Bennett: I think the ref hit 3 .. we might need a replay here folks

Carter: Easy bro, it was 2

Bennett: Call me bro again .. I dare you ..

Not giving up, The EWC Champion grabs Grunge and forces him on his feet. With blood drops from their heads hitting the floor, Drake helps Grunge out of the bathroom and gives him several elbows to the face and knees to the hips pushing him against a wall. He backs up and tries to setup his Brain Freeze move but Grunge manages to catch Ashtons foot and then throws Drake into a garbage can, knocking it over.

Aiello: Janitorial is going to hate us here in Belgium

Carter: They might have to bring in some extra help to get that bathroom back in order

Bennett: You are stupid

Drake crawls over to a table and uses it to help him stand up. However Anthony Grunge attacks him from behind, pushing him onto the table. Getting onto the table, Anthony Grunge yells out and readies a Piledriver.

But the EWC Undisputed Champion blocks the attack, elbows his opponent’s gut, grabs his head and runs up the wall holding on tight and hits The Death Note DDT on Anthony Grunge. The two lay out, but the crowd cheers loudly for them to continue, causing The EWC Champion to get on up with Anthony Grunge and hits him hard with the The Maximum Overdrive, and he goes for a pin!


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The bell rings out from ringside and the referee raises Drake’s hand high in victory.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by pin fall .. your EWC Undisputed Champion .. ASHTON DRAKE!

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

Aiello: We have a winner! The EWC Undisputed Champion is victorious again in the Main Event!

Bennett: This just goes to show his global appeal. The fans here love Drake .. and I in turn love their women

As Drake goes to head back towards the ring to collect his EWC Championship he is met face to face with Victor Price

Victor: Congratulations on the victory here tonight Drake .. I mean .. holy shit .. what a fucking match that was right? I mean .. you two sure did a bang up job wrecking as much of this arena as you could .. 

Drake: I did what I had to do to win .. which is what this federation pays me to do .. and what the fans pay good money to come out and see

DRAKE

DRAKE

DRAKE

Victor: Sure, Drake .. Drake .. Drake .. why not right? This is the Drake show .. might as well rename this son of bitch to Monday Night Drake right? These fans have it all wrong .. you might be the "it boy" right now .. but the end to your winning streak and the end to your Championship reign is coming soon .. very very soon

Drake: You do what you need to do Vic .. and I'll continue to tell my story in that ring

Victor: That's fine Drake .. I'll let you go do your thing and grab that title belt .. oh but .. just one last thing

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CRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAACK!

Aiello: Oh my goodness

Bennett: FUCK!

Carter: Amis Shelton just hit Drake in the back of the head with a chair

Drake is down on the ground grabbing his head as Amis Shelton stands over him next to Victor Price

Victor: That one last thing .. yeah .. Amis is still my boy and you just got fucked up

Amis and Victor shake hands as Amis laughs out loud while the fans boo

Suddenly Drake sits up and punches Amis in the groin .. with Amis hunched over in pain, Drake lands Brain Freeze to the delight of the fans

He then chases down Victor Price and dives over the barricade slamming Victor hard through the Dutch and German shared commentator table

Both Price and Drake lay motionless on the broken table as Brawl comes to an end

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END SCREEN

MATCH WRITERS
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HAYDEN HANSEN VS JOHN BLADE
Emma Louise

CHASE REX VS ANDREW JACKSON
Hope Diamond

CATHARSIS VS VALORA THOMAS
Criss Cassidy

PETER DRAGON VS EDDIE CRANK
Emma Louise

ANTHONY GRUNGE VS DRAKE
President Mac

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RECAP OF WINNERS
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HAYDEN HANSEN [N/S]
VS JOHN BLADE *
WINNER: John Blade

CHASE REX *
VS ANDREW JACKSON *
WINNER: Andrew Jackson

CATHARSIS [N/S]
VS VALORA THOMAS *
WINNER: Valora Thomas

PETER DRAGON [N/S]
VS EDDIE CRANK *
WINNER: Eddie Crank

ANTHONY GRUNGE *
VS DRAKE *
WINNER: Drake


BRAWL #483 MVP:  Drake

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