Scars & Stripes 2017
Jul 3, 2017 22:11:50 GMT -6
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Post by President Mac on Jul 3, 2017 22:11:50 GMT -6
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
SCARS & STRIPES
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
SCARS & STRIPES 2017
July 3rd, 2017
Commentators: Mystery Man, Colin Hanks and FBI
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
"God's Gonna Cut You Down (remix)" by Johnny Cash begins to blast throughout the Michigan Stadium
Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty year history.
From March 1997 all the way down to the most recent episodes of Monday Night Brawl, Friday Night Rampage, Future Stars of Wrestling and EWC Prime!
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Danny Mac and Steve "The Predator" 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, Drake and Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions: Ace King, Griffin Hawkins, The Moors Murders, Otaki, Eddie Crank, and our EWC Champion Drake
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the Michigan Stadium is electrifying.
Spotlights circle around the massive stadium 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.
The fans stomp and clap along to "Swinging like Ali knocking down bodies"
The fans stomp and clap along to "Swinging like Ali knocking down bodies"
A chant begins of
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Fireworks emit while a fog machine covers the lower decks of the stadium in a red haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks
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Fireworks emit while a fog machine covers the lower decks of the stadium in a red haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks
Mystery Man: Welcome to the show we have all been waiting for, Scars & Stripes.
FBI: This has to be one of the most anticipated shows in recent history, and it doesn't get more American then Johnny Cash
Hanks: You are right, for weeks the media and online platforms have dwelled on this show and for good reason. We have an absolutely star-studded line up and all of them have that wow factor.
Mystery Man: That is right, Michigan is buzzing and the atmosphere here is electric. Michigan Stadium, nicknamed "The Big House", is the football stadium for the University of Michigan. It is the largest stadium in the United States, the second largest stadium in the world and the 34th largest sports venue
FBI: I can barely hear myself Mystery Man.
Hanks: What did you say?
FBI: Exactly!
Mystery Man: Let’s get into the show and what we have in store for you. The show begins with JTC who just made his return going against Lady Enchantra.
FBI: I don’t know about this one, I hear the Lady has some hokas pokas in her arsenal.
Hanks: Quit being superstitious FBI, it’s all smokes and mirrors.
FBI: Whether or not it’s real, we can be sure that it will be one hell of a match, with JTC hoping to return to the PPV on a high and Enchantra looking to cast a spell on the EWC audience
Mystery Man: I agree with you there. Next we have two FSW heavyweights James Larson and Kristian Banes locking horns.
FBI: I don’t know about heavyweight when it comes to Larson, he just arrived here at the EWC and sure he looks a very good superstar, but it is winning matches like these, that make you into a heavyweight.
Hanks: I agree with you on that, and Kristian Banes is one hell of an athlete, getting passed him will be a real proof of worth.
Mystery Man: Our final free view match is one from Brawl Ty Rant, Crazy J and Thomas Bates, all newcomers lock horns in their first ever pay per view.
FBI: I am excited for the fans here, they get to see the stars of tomorrow.
Hanks: You mean today! These men are here and ready to take whatever is there to be taken. Whoever wins this could buy himself a real big push on Brawl in the coming weeks.
Mystery Man: Now we move to the main show, The show starts with the perculiar odd man’s match. To win this match Arcane and Stitches would have to pin Kyra Johnson: The odd Man, in order to win and for her she can pin either.
FBI: A huge target to have on your back on this very big stage but the reward is a shot at the Indy championship, as a betting man I would take that chance! The reward pays.
Hanks: But the risk is heavy, you know Moss created this match to end her career if possible, the fact that she may get out of it as a contender does not hide that fact. Good luck to all involved, it is going to be one hell of a fight.
Mystery Man: That it will be! Next Brawl superstars Valora Thomas and Chase Rex will attempt to bring the Television title over to brawl, do you think they will be able to achieve this feat? After all the champion is the undefeated Harvey Yorke.
FBI: I think it is going to be one tough match, Harvey has beaten some big names in his time here, and is yet to lose, I suspect the Brawl superstars may gang up on him.
Hanks: That will be the smart thing to do, bring it to your brand and then fight amongst each other.
Mystery Man: Next the Indy championship is on the line, Nevaeh versus Trixie.
FBI: This one is one hell of a contest, the last time around when both faced on Prime, Nevaeh won but Trixie is the most dominant figure on that brand and has only lost 3 matches all year. All she has done is represent the brand with great pride since she got it.
Hanks: Well their feud has been brewing for a long time and last time on Prime, Nevaeh faked a later from Trixie’s dad, she will be looking to get some revenge. I have no doubt this is going to be epic.
Mystery Man: The FSW championship match follows, Hatchet Gully versus Otaki.
FBI: Hatchet is a man that has been on the brink of winning this title forever but just hasn’t been able to grab it, the title has teased him for the longest time. So much so that Otaki winning it must feel like a slap in the face.
Hanks: That is true, but Otaki did well to win this championship. She has always been the underdog but today she is the woman to beat, I seriously look to see how she handles it.
Mystery Man: Ladder Match for the International championship, what do you think about this one
FBI: Amis Shelton doesn’t look like a man that will be looking to lose this title any time soon. He fought for so long to get it and even though he does have two matches tonight, I think he will come prepared for it.
Hanks: Emma Louise has had a quiet career as of late but that is not to say she is not still the same force she has always been. Tonight, will be a chance to get to the top of that division and I am sure she plans on taking it.
FBI: Let’s not forget Andrew Jackson, the man has been on a roll and Amis will really need to keep an eye on him if he hopes to walk out as champion.
Hanks: Catharsis is Amis’s sworn enemy though, he will definitely be going straight for his neck.
Mystery Man: And much like the television championship match, Mark Storm and Ace King, two rampage superstars get the chance to bring the X-division championship to their brand.
FBI: This is a huge match, Mark Storm looks rejuvenated and Ace looks like a well oiled machine, Eddie has shown he can perform when push comes to shove but this is a whole hurricane push.
Hanks: It’s going to be tough, that’s for sure.
Mystery Man: And our Main EVENT OF THE EVENING! A cage match, If Drake loses, he is out!
FBI: This one scares me, I do not want to see the EWC without Drake but facing an opponent like Amis, there is always a possibility we have seen the last of Drake.
Hanks: There is a reason he is called the best in the world today, I think he can handle the pressure
The theme song of PRIME General Manager, Ben Moss, hits the PA system and he makes a beeline to the ring, all smiles.
Mystery Man: Well what do we have here?
Colin: Seems Mr. Moss wants to kick things off.
FBI: What better way to? We’ve heard whispered rumors of something big, could this be it?
Once inside the squared hell, he grabs a mic and motions for his music to be cut.
Ben Moss: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m here to kick off Scars and Stripes with a bang! For those of you who datamine the internet and dirt sheets, I can officially say you’re correct. The deal has been finalized. It is no longer rumor.
He pauses, letting the fans get worked up. Some cheer. Some jeer. Either way, there’s definitely a reaction.
Ben Moss: I am pleased to announce that PRIME has negotiated with and signed the Greatest boxer of all time. The Number One Attraction. Mister Money…. FRANKIE “MONEY” HAREWOOD!
Colin: OH MY GOD it’s true!
FBI: The ratings just destroyed the richter scale!
Mystery Man: So? This is wrestling, not boxing.
The crowd gives an enormous mixed reaction.
Ben Moss: But don’t take my word for it, let’s hear it from the man himself….
With a proud, grand gesture of the hand, Moss points up the entrance ramp!
“Yep” by Unknown Artist hits the system, bringing the shocked crowd to their feet in both love and hate for the man whom the tune heralds.
They don’t have to wait long.
The man of the hour cruises onto the top of the ramp, surrounded by several of his entourage. As one would expect, he’s decked out in a custom made suit that would put any of Eddie Crank’s to shame, and of course he’s also adorned in bling on the fingers and around his neck.
Colin: HOLY SH*T! It’s happening. He’s here!
FBI: A boxing legend .. he's here at Scars and Stripes
Frankie flashes an arrogant little smirk to the masses and heads down the ramp. Once at ringside, he storms up the steps and vaults over the top rope to showboat his athleticism.
After more showboating, he finally shakes hands with Ben Moss as he and his crew stand around him, everyone all smiles in the ring.
Ben Moss: Greatness is here! Just when you thought PRIME couldn’t get any better, we go and outdo ourselves. Frankie, my man, it was a pleasure doing business with you and I’m glad you were wise enough to pick PRIME out of all the choices you had in EWC.
Frankie rubs his hands together and nods along with Ben’s praise.
Frankie: Well you made it easy for me, Ben. Brawl, Rampage, and that other brand that I can’t remember, are all the same. There’s nothing unique about them, but PRIME is different. Oh, before I forget, I brought you a gift.
He hands Ben a gift in a small box. Moss opens it to find a $100,000 Rolex watch. Needless to say, Ben is ecstatic as he puts it on.
Frankie: I didn’t forget about you wrestling fans either.
Showing off how powerful of a person he is, Harewood simply snaps his fingers and suddenly a rain storm of money falls from the rafters. The fans grab at the cash greedily, as does the commentators.
FBI: This guy is generous as hell. It’s falling like confetti here. So much mon- hey wait.
Colin: It’s one dollar bills! At least it’s real money though, I guess.
Frankie: I could have made it rain $100.00 bills or even $1,000.00 bills for you all, but you damn wrestling fans are only worth a damn buck! No, you worth a damn penny but I was afraid to make it rain coins because you wimpy ass, pimply faced punks would cry injury and sue me.
The fans begin to boo him heavily.
Frankie: Yeah, boo me. Music to my ears. You all wanted this. For two years you people have been trashing me on social media and on the street, all because some reporter asked if I like watching pro wrestling and I said no. It’s not my fault you people are fans of a primitive sport that has a bunch of slow meatheads in high title spots, and got butt hurt over my answer. You all told me to put my money where my mouth is, so I’m doing it. I ain’t a little bitch like your wrestlers who refuse to step into my world. I’m going to rip through PRIME then go on to massacre all the other brands here. I’m putting everyone on notice. I’m just glad PRIME will allow me to travel the world, see places I’ve always wanted to see, and bang the high dollar pussy I need to bang. After I’m done ravaging PRIME’s wrestlers and sweet poon the world over, and collecting scalps, I’ll retire and go back to Grand Rapids. Until then, you people are stuck with me. I’m going to teach you all a lesson: Be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it.
And with that said, he drops mic and gives Ben Moss a bro-hug before exiting the ring with his crew and Moss.
Colin: I’m speechless. I don’t what to say.
FBI: I don’t know about you, but I am definitely worth more than a buck. What an asshole Frankie is.
Mystery Man: He certainly didn’t come here to make friends. Well, except for Ben Moss. Either way, this is bound to be a show to remember people but without further ado, let's get into it...Right after these messages from EWCTV
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Mr. USA: The show is called Scars & Stripes…
Harvey Steel: So…it has nothing to do with us…
Chrissy Finch: I hate to say it but I agree with Harvey…
Mr. USA: It’s a play on words…Scars & Stripes…Stars & Stripes…
Harvey Steel: Yeah I get that…being I’m not stupid but it doesn’t change things…
Chrissy Finch: Harvey is right sir…this has nothing to do with us…
Mr. USA: This is a pay per view…over the July 4th holiday…called Scars & Stripes…THIS SCREAMS MR. USA!!!
The black SUV pulls down one of the access roads off of E. Stadium Blvd towards Michigan Stadium. The SUV pulls through an open gate and comes to a stop outside the stadium, a EWC staffer is standing next to an open door…
Chrissy Finch: Sir…please listen to reason…we have not had a match here in the EWC yet…sure we have been booked but it’s in Kosovo for Christ sakes…
Harvey Steel: We are not booked on this show…we aren’t going to be on any list…they are not going to let us in…
Mr. USA: We are EWC employees…everyone is always welcomed at a pay per view…this is just how the business works…so we will be fine…
Mr. USA opens the door of the SUV and steps out…he sees a few staff members walking around and waves at them as if they were fans…Harvey Steel and Chrissy Finch open their doors and step outside as Mr. USA walks up to the EWC staff member who holds his clipboard out…and now is blocking the entrance door…
Mr. USA: Good day young man…
Mr. USA looks at his badge…
Mr. USA: Eric…how are you doing today?
Eric The EWC Staff Member: I’m doing well but I’m not seeing your badges…no badges no entrance into the building guys…you’re going to have to go buy a ticket and good luck with that…it’s Sold Out and the scalpers are charging a hefty price just for the nose bleed sections…
Mr. USA: That won’t be necessary Eric…see we are members of the EWC roster so please step aside…we have business to attend to and they are inside that every stadium as we speak…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: I’m sorry but if you don’t have a badge I can’t let you pass through…no exceptions…
Chrissy Finch: Thou Shalt Not Pass…what it was from a movie and it seemed fitting as this knucklehead isn’t going to let us in…
Harvey Steel: Kid listen…you must be new around here…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Actually I have been employed with the EWC for two years…that’s one year and eleven months longer than you…
Mr. USA: So you do know who we are…I knew you did…
Chrissy Finch: Are we on this clipboard list thing…
Chrissy grabs the clipboard out of Eric’s hand and runs her finger down the paper before flipping to the next page…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: HEY...that’s official EWC business…
Harvey Steel: It’s ok…she is an official EWC employee…just like you…
Chrissy continues to flip the pages as Harvey Steel keeps Eric at bay and Mr. USA whistles and looks up at the sky…
Chrissy Finch: Nope…nothing…we didn’t make the list…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: I could have told you that and saved you the time…you guys can’t come in…
Mr. USA: But it’s crucial that we do Eric…see we are here tonight on a scouting trip…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: A scouting trip…what do you mean by that…
Harvey Steel: Wow…are you going to be sorry you asked him that…
Chrissy Finch: Yeah…be prepared to have the next 10 mins of your life wasted buddy…
Mr. USA: You see Eric we are new to the EWC and so we don’t really know anyone here…their strengths or their weakness and there is only so much you can learn from YouTube on these matters so we came here tonight to get a first hand look at a few certain key members of the EWC staff…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Like who…
Chrissy runs her finger down the list and stops…pounding her finger against the clipboard
Chrissy Finch: Like who you ask…like the roster member that checked in 56 mins ago…Stitches The Clown…
Mr. USA: Oh yes Stitches The Clown is one member of the EWC roster that we are very much interested in seeing up close and personal…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Because you have a match against him and Price on Prime next week…
Harvey Steel: Look who’s all of a sudden a super genius…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Don’t think you two are special…some of the staff members have a running bet on if any of you four will die over there…
Eric The EWC Staff Member points at Mr. USA…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: My money is on you…
Chrissy Finch: Well that’s a safe bet…way to go out on a limb there kid…
Mr. USA: Clowns are crazy…and this Clown seems to be the craziest we have ever seen so we want to get a close look at the man…to see if there is more to him than just a dude running around in face paint…
Harvey Steel: Is his end game becoming the #1 Contender for the Indy Championship and is his venture into tag team wrestling just something to do on the side when him and Prince have nothing else on their plate…
Chrissy Finch: And what color lip stick does he use…because that red really pops…
Mr. USA and Harvey Steel turn and look at Chrissy Finch…
Chrissy Finch: What…
Mr. USA: But he isn’t the only one we are interested in seeing up close and personal Eric…
Harvey Steel: The Tag Team Champions are also in action…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: The Moors Murders…but they aren’t defending those belts here tonight…
Mr. USA: We know this…we can read kid…
Harvey Steel: Seems Harvey Yorke and Toni Gunn have singles careers…
Mr. USA: So where are their true priorities...do they want to be singles superstars or the tag team champions…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Why does it have to be one or the other…why can’t they be singles superstars AND tag team champions…
Mr. USA: Oh Eric…so young…
Harvey Steel: So dumb…
Chrissy Finch: Moron…
Mr. USA: In this business tag team wrestling is treated like the red headed step child…
Harvey Steel: The bastard child in a new marriage…
Chrissy Finch: You by every girl in the bar at 1:50 am on a Saturday night…
Mr. USA: It is shoved aside and ignored and our mission in this business is to bring tag team wrestling back to its true glory…front and center in the wrestling business…
Harvey Steel: You have a major pay per view tonight and the tag team championships are pushed aside because Harvey Yorke is defending his TV Championship and Toni Gunn is going after the US Championship…
Mr. USA: It’s a slap in the face to the tag team championship belts…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Belts don’t have faces…
Chrissy Finch: It’s a god damn metaphor Eric…
Mr. USA: Language Miss Finch…but yes it is a metaphor so tonight we are going to take a close hard look at the two people who soil the very championships we have come for…
Eric The EWC Staff Member: Actually you’re not…unless you buy a ticket because you’re not getting through this door…YOU ARE NOT ON THE LIST!!!
Eric grabs his clipboard back from Chrissy Finch and stands his ground…
Mr. USA: I will say Eric you are a model employee here at the EWC…it would have been easy to just let us pass but you follow the rules and I can respect that…in fact I reward that…Miss Finch…a mask if you will…
Chrissy Finch reaches into her bag and pulls out a red, white and blue Mr. USA wrestling mask and hands it to Mr. USA…
Mr. USA: Here you go Eric…
Mr. USA puts the mask on Eric and pulls it down over his face…
Mr. USA: A token from Mr. USA…
Harvey Steel: Just let me straighten it up a bit…
Harvey Steel grabs the mask and turns it so the eye holes go to the right…blinding Eric who tries to stop him but is shoved over by Chrissy Finch…
Chrissy Finch: Shall we…
Mr. USA: We shall…
Harvey Steel: Have a good night kid…
Chrissy Finch opens the door and Mr. USA and Harvey Steel step into the stadium as Eric tries to get back to his feet…
PRE-SHOW FREE-VIEW MATCH 1
JTC VS Lady Enchantra
Mystery Man: Our first match is about to start and since this is Scars and Stripes our show opener is something other promotions would place in their upper midcard. Something to think about for all wresting fans who are still on the fence if they should subscribe to EWC or not.
FBI: What other promotions? Anyway that Enchantra gal strikes me as odd and Mister Jonathon Thomas Cross strikes me as badass as hell.
Hanks: Surely the Rampage GM Michael Saint sees something special in both to add them to the Scars and Stripes roster although neither one had a match yet on Rampage.
Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab hits the PA system as the fans are booing as hell.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from parts unknown, here is...J-T-C JONATHON THOMAS CROSSSSSS
Lights goes out and a white spotlight shines on the center of the ramp as JTC comes walking out laughing as he raises his hands, walks down the ramp and slides in the ring laughing cocky.
Mystery Man: Seems the fans have an opinion about JTC as well although not as high as that of Michael Saint.
FBI: He has a reputation for getting the job done. I like that. Fasten your seatbelts gents.
Hanks: I buy that he has a shotgun but not that angel part.
The sound of war drums fills the arena and Enchantra appears from backstage with the monstrous figure of ManThing III half hidden in the shadow behind her.
Nina Dobrev: And his opponent, from the danger zone… she is LADYYY …ENCHANTRAAAA!!!
Enchantra is greeted with a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as she walks to the ring smiling and with her minion following close behind. ManThing II pulls the ropes apart for his mistress to step through.
Mystery Man: Now THAT guy in a match would be something….
FBI: I´d rather grapple with the lady.
Hanks: From what I´ve heard she does voodoo dolls. So be careful what you say or think.
DING DING DING!!!
JTC shoots out of his corner with the opening bell to nail an Enzuigiri on his opponent. Enchantra ducks and slams a Spinning Elbow into JTC´s gut for no visible effect. Enchantra doesn´t notice. She is already going apeshit, flailing her arms around wildly. JTC lands a solid Dropkick without difficulty as there is virtually no defense from the woman but other than knocking Enchantra a step back he could as well have kicked a tree trunk.
Mystery Man: Talk about offensive tactics.
FBI: JTC may be on the offensive. The lady is just nuts.
Hanks: She is one thing most of all: tough
Indeed JTC drives a Double Axehandle into Enchantra´s shoulder and gets nothing back for his efforts except that Enchatra sinks her teeth deep into his left wrist before he can pull back his arms.
JTC screams more angry than hurt. He frees himself with a brutal backhand fist. Enchantra seems to go down at first but she is in fact only ducking to bite again into JTC´s groin.
Mystery Man: Yummy..
FBI: Did someone let the dog out? I hope JTC got his rabies shot. Last one I saw do this shit was Mike Tyson.
Hanks: This is not wrestling and I´m not sure if biting counts as MMA.
Enchantra smashes her head into JTC´s face only to be backhanded again and again. The vicious backfists look like they will tear Enchantra´s head off any moment yet do little to slow her down let along stop her. JTC lands several knee shots in her lower ribs as well until Enchantra get an arm around his neck and takes him downstairs with a DDT. She grinds his face even deeper into the canvas with a Rolling Senton and comes back onto her feet to get hit by a Pick Up Power Slam from JTC.
The Bad Motherfucker kicks Enchantra in the head and then stops to reach inside his wrestling boot, palming something in his hand
Mystery Man: Now what´s that?
FBI: Seems JTC brought an equalizer along. Piece of steel I´d say for that extra punching power.
Hanks: The ref didn´t see anything.
FBI: Bad Luck for the jungle witch.
JTC grabbed Enchatra hair with his left and rains blows down on her face with his right, opening an ugly cut on her forehead. The ref stops the match to check if Enchatra is able to continue. Instead of even looking at the referee Enchatra leaps forward and claws JTC in the face with both hands, digging her fingernails into the sensitive soft spots around his eyes, temples and jaws.
JTC continues to fire knees and body shots into his opponent but the Claw of the Marisawi remains locked in.
No, she can´t really rip off eh head but she can hurt and weaken JTC to get the offensive back. She slips behind JTC and now with a shifted grip and her arms in a tight bench-vise-like position she can apply even more pressure to the vulnerable areas of the skull.
JTC may not be bleeding but he is clearly in pain, dizzy and unable to break the hold.
Lady Enchantra does it herself but only to go up in the air, spin around and lay JTC out with a devastating Spinning Heel kick to the side of his face.
Enchatra drops onto of him. ManThing III shouts something from the sidelines and only now she seems to remember to make a cover.
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DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: And the winner of our first contest tonight by pinfall is … the wild woman from the forest …. LADYYY …ENCHANTRAAAA!!!
Mystery Man: Well if that was the show opener we´ll have lions and tigers in the ring by match three.
FBI: This is Scars and Stripes and not Sesame Street. But I have to say his girl scares me a bit..
Hanks: Perhaps you want to grapple with JTC now. She surely looks like he could use some hugging. And what did he drop when he dropped? Piece of lead pipe?
FBI: Whatever. It´s history now. And Scars and Stripes is shifting into next gear with the second match
As the match ends, the feed cuts to the Michigan Stadium concourse, and the crowd cheers as a confident-looking Ace King strides into the shot, nattily dressed in a crisp Wolverine blue suit with blue Beats Solo headphones perched atop his head.
He stops to sign a few autographs for fans still finding their seats, and in that time, resident EWC interviewer Ace Heart pops into the frame.
Ace Heart: Ace, you’re set to face Eddie Crank and Mark Storm for the X-Division Championship tonight. How are you feeling going into the match?
As Heart asks the question, King takes the headphones off his ears, the tones of ‘Seven Nation Army’ by The White Stripes barely audible as King turns his attention to Heart.
Ace King: It's a weird place. I know I haven't been my best lately, but I can feel a breakthrough coming, and it's going to be tonight.
Heart raises the microphone to ask another question, but King grabs the top of it and pulls it back in his direction.
Ace King: The Maize and Blue faithful who pack this place know what it's like to see a bonafide star born before their very eyes. Two decades ago, it was Tom Brady…
Predictably, the Michigan crowd roars at the declaration; Ace nods briefly before composing himself again.
Ace King: Tonight, I take the mantle. See, I KNOW I can be one of the big boys, so whether I leave The Big House with no championship, one championship…
King smirks and raises his right hand, and the crowd buzzes as his United States Championship briefcase appears in the shot.
Ace King: Or maybe even two championships… The hardware is one thing, but regardless of the result, THIS is the night EWC historians will remember as the time Ace King proved beyond ANY doubt that he belongs. Bet On It.
The crowd pops as King walks out of the shot, leaving Heart perplexed as the feed cuts to...
Kristian Bane is seen in the back of the locker room right before his match with James Larson. We see Bane doing pushups, stretches, Jumping Jacks, and a sleuth of other pre match routines. Eli Levi is seen sitting by the side of Bane going through the Scars N Stripes program and there is numerous columns written about Otaki and Hatchet Gully followed by Stephen Kingston and Creed. These seem to be the 4 main guys James Tyson has had selected to be the foundation of FSW. Eli throws down the magazine with force.
Eli Levi: I cannot wait until you show these morons who the true main eventer is! Its YOU! THE BEAST Kristian Bane! The Bringer of Bane...The Monster...
Bane stops him.
"I get it Father! We shouldn't have to announce who I am... Soon enough the entire FSW Roster will know who I am!"
Bane picks up the program and turns a few pages and lands on a well written short on "The sudden success of Otaki". Bane reads through it and is quite impressed with the skills that went into a nice piece of work like that.
"She's rather lucky father, I mean she did slither her way out of that match as FSW Champion. She came from a loosing career to become The Bar in FSW! I respect that father...."
Otaki: It sure is nice to be getting the respect of your fellow roster members...
With those words the Purple Haired Dynamo known as Otaki walks into Banes dressing room, with the FSW Championship around her waist, and looks him up and down. However, instead of speaking up straight away, the small competitor confidently snatches the program from the much larger roster member hand and glance at the article he was reading...as if not noticing, or even choosing to ignore, how she could've angered the male.
Otaki: Last time there was a piece about us in this we were sharing the ring with the greatest in professional wrestling.
She dares to point out before letting out an amused chuckle as her attention finally returns to Kristian Bane.
Otaki: And maybe you could be a future great...but why? Why should we even possibly consider you as a possible 'true main eventer'?
She suddenly lifts the palm of her left hand up, directly at Eli Levi, while never once letting her eyes move away from the beast in front of her.
Otaki: We're asking Frankenstein's Monster, not you Victor Frankenstein. So...Bane...answer our question. Why should we consider you as a 'true main eventer'? Why shouldn't we consider you as nothing more than some puppet if you lose to James Larson tonight?
Bane, in a quick fit of rage, raises Otaki up on the wall by her throat. Otaki's eyes are as wide as half dollars as he gets face to face with the FSW Champion...
"First of all, watch how the hell you talk to my father! Second, I'll prove to you and the rest of the world that I'm a main eventer by choking you out and putting you in a hospital bed right next to Jeremy Warren! Got me?"
Eli signals for Bane to release her.
Eli Levi: Put her down son! Please put her down...
Bane drops Otaki as she clutches her throat. Bane goes back to focusing on the match.
Eli Levi: Miss Otaki, Next time you bust through The Beasts door, I'd advise you not to hurl insults at the one man he really cares about. Not a smart move miss Otaki...
Though one should take such a warning to heart, The Emo Princess instead giggles at Eli's words as she gets back up to her feet.
Otaki: Your son's fun...
Though speaking to Eli, it is clear that the FSW Champion is more interested in Kristian as her eyes seem fixated on him while a satisfied smirk etches its way across her face and her hand slowly moves away from her throat.
Otaki: Never know...if he manages to defeat James Larson then maybe we'll play with him more...
Almost sickeningly leaves The Emo Princess' mouth before smiling a little more and leaving the dressing room, leaving Levi looking rather surprised by her words.
PRE-SHOW FREE-VIEW MATCH 2
James Larson VS Kristian Bane
Mystery Man: Well that was interesting backstage .. Our next bout is a rematch from the Future Stars of Wrestling no. 40 in Belgrade where the two opponents delivered an explosion of aggression.
FBI: Choke me with a chain and I get aggressive too.
Hanks: Since when does it take that much?
The arena goes dark, a slow booming sound can be heard and BAM! Pyros shoot off as 'The Vengeful One' blares. Kristian Bane walks out in front of the crowd. Bane walks methodically to the ring. He waits in the ring for his next victim.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Cincinnati, Ohio, .. weighting in at 315 pounds… the Bringer of Bane...KRISTIAN BANEEEEEEEEEEEE…
Mystery Man: Now this guy is huge. Huge alone doesn´t cut it but he has smashed a couple of opponents in the Future Stars brand.
FBI: I wonder how long the kindergarten brand can still contain him after tonight.
Hanks: There is nothing kindergarten about FSW except that the wrestlers might not have ten years of experience.
FBI: That´s what I said. Kindergarten… and that Bane dude is surely grown up.
Nina Dobrev: And his opponent … weighting in at 258 pounds, from the streets… JAMES LARSONNNNNNN!!!
The lights go out with just a dim light to illuminate the stage. James crawls out of a thick layer of smoke. He then stands up and pulls out his 2 ft long chain and looks deep into it before putting it into his pocket. He then slowly wanders to the ring as a spotlight follows him..
Mystery Man: He looks like he lost his keys or something? Or himself?
FBI: If you ask me the one thing he´s going to lose is this match.
Hanks: Don´t be so hasty FBI. In Belgrade he put up one hell of a fight against Bane. The rematch could go either way..
DING DING DING!!!
The beginning of the match looks almost like footage from the FSW show in Belgrade weeks ago when Bane and Larson clashed for the first time.
James Larson starts strong again with a Dropkick to Bane´s knees and as the big man stumbles, Larson drives a vicious knee into his jaw. As he tries to land a second knee however, Bane catches his leg.
Bane lifts Larson into the air and brings him down with a Flapjack.
Mystery Man: That shook the whole ring
FBI: They better rename him Kristian Beast
Hanks: Seems Bane learned from the last match and shatters Larson´s offense early on.
Bane lifts Larson up for another throw but has underestimated the smaller mans toughness. Larson headbutts Bane, slips out of his grip and unloads a Roundhouse kick that misses Bane´s face but hits him smack into the side of his thick bull neck.
Bane shakes his head to get rid of the cobwebs and Larson uses this chance to take over the match again. He starts to kick Bane´s legs and knees again and when Bane falls Larson follows through with an Elbow Drop to the head and another headbutt right into his opponents face.
Having disabled whatever speed Bane brought to the table to begin with, Larson cuts loose with more knees to the face, an Uppercut and a DDT.
But when he tries his Muta Lock Bane suddenly rolls around on his back, bringing his damaged leg out of the danger zone while his hand grabs Larson by the throat.
Very slowly Bane struggles back into a vertical position while Larson claws at the hand that crushes his throat. He kicks Bane into the gut but the bodybuilder doesn´t even seem to feel it. His face is a mask of rage and he keeps crushing Larson´s windpipe.
Mystery Man: Talk about the advantages of heavy weights. Body armor and a grip from hell.
FBI: Look at Larson. He´s turning fifty shades of purple in the face.
Hanks: And Bane seems to enjoy himself. Yu wanted to rename him beast anyway, right?
CHOKESLAM!!!!
The good news for James Larson is that he can breathe again. The bad news is, Christian Bane has once again hammered him into the mat with ungodly power. Larson twitches on the canvas gasping for air like a fish on dry land.
Kristian Bane performs a Legdrop on him, boots him in the face and then pulls Larson up by his hair to squash his throat again with a Hit N Run.
As he grabs Larson by a tuft of hair again, the Chained Man jumps Bane, wraps his legs around the bodybuilders massive torso and puts him in a headlock.
Mystery Man: Looks like Larson is trying to buy himself some time. He clearly still has trouble breathing.
FBI: He´ll be lucky if he doesn´t have to buy his own coffin.
HOLY SHIT
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HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
The chant erupts after Larson hits his Death Drop from the elevated position.
Kristian Bane is out cold and Larson hooks his leg.
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DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: And the winner of our first contest tonight by pinfall is … the Chained Man …. JAMES LARSONNNNNNN!!!
Mystery Man: What a comeback. Larson was almost out and still turned the match around out of nowhere into the first Holy Shit moment of this show.
FBI: I have to admit I underestimated this guy and his killer instinct.
Hanks: Size does not always matter. But it surely impresses. Kristian Bane is going to bounce back from this loss no doubt.
Mystery Man: And crash down like a ton of bricks on someone else. Now we know why these guys are here on Scars and Stripes. We move on to the next killer event after this…
"TRIXIE TRIXIE TRIXIE TRIXIE TRIXIE TRIXIE TRIXIE!!!!"
The Indy Champion rolls her eyes as a little ball of red and black with a platinum flair shoots towards her and takes her down with a tackle, giggling all the way. Sarah Selena Lacklan, the most beautiful Firestarter in history of all fires being started, squeezes her as hard as she can in a massive bear hug as they lay on the ground.
Sarah: It's Stars and Stripes! This is gonna be SO AWESOME!
Trixie, dressed in a Michigan state flag blue set of attire for the big show, lightly chuckles.
Trixie: Totally Sarah. Tonight is the big night.
Trixie says standing back up with Sarah.
Trixie: Is Kenzi with you? I know all my friends and trainer have seats out there for the Indy title match.
As if on cue, Kenzi Grey waltzes into the room in full SUPERSTAR mode: A black dress filled with unnecessary zippers, an ascot, and sunglasses. Indoors. A gaggle of photographers follow her and she stops to pose for them as they snap pictures. Sarah gives the display one of her patented exaggerated eye rolls.
Sarah: Ignore her. Circle TV has started to push the next season of Hexx and she has gotten obsessed with her own fame.
The Albino Beauty turns towards her Team Kickass counterpart.
Sarah: OBSESSED!
She turns back to her PRIME champion.
Sarah: You ready to beat up Navaeh? Not as well as I did, I am sure, but you know what I mean.
Trixie: Maybe even better, show you a Prime Girl standard, Sarah.
Trixie says with a small chuckle to show its all friendly banter.
Trixie: But I'm going to make sure Nevaeh gets the loss, and let that be my revenge for what she did last Prime show.
Sarah's odd red eyes go wide with rage.
Sarah: I CANNOT believe that happened! I would SO have beat the crap out of her if I was there. O-M-G, ya know!
Sarah glances at the Indy Championship belt.
Sarah: How soon before I get my shot at that, dearie?
She winks and giggles.
Sarah: I'll be 3-0 in PRIME after I take down Arcane next week.
Trixie: That's what she's expecting me to do, I'm not going to rise to her. My trainer said "Defeat them in the ring and let their own defeat eat at them is the best revenge."
Trixie then underlines her name on the title.
Trixie: As for your title shot, if Arcane wins tonight, you'd probably be right up on the contender list and I'd honestly prefer to defend it against you, Arcane, anyone but Nevaeh.
Trixie says taking a deep breath and puts her T pendant necklace in its box while putting on her Michigan bracelet.
Sarah's smile falls off her face as Trixie looks away, her eyes on the title. But she bright white teeth are showing again when Trixie looks back up.
Sarah: Can't wait to see you kill her. We'll be cheering for you! I even brought my pompoms!
She lunges forward and wraps her friend in another CRUSHING bearhug.
Sarah: Gonna be so awesome!
Trixie: Oof
Trixie says getting some release.
Trixie: First round on me to celebrate, haven't seen you two in ages.
Sarah: Deal!
She turns and sighs over Kenzi continuing to mug for the cameramen.
PRE-SHOW FREE-VIEW MATCH 3
Ty Rant Vs Thomas Bates VS Crazy J
Mystery Man: It’s time to get started with our final Pre-show free view match!! And it is a triple threat match!!
FBI: Boring!!!!
Colin Hanks: I’m rather excited to see who are coming up next!!
FBI: I guess you didn’t read the card huh?? Moron.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is our final Pre Show Match!! It will be contested under triple threat rules!!! The first competitor is about to enter the ring!!
The lights dim, the speakers go silent, and for a moment the quiet is positively pregnant with anticipation before it’s broken by the faint, rhythmic beat of drums that become more and more intense with each passing second. Louder, and louder, until finally pyrotechnics erupt from the front of the stage as if cannons are signalling the coming assault. Ty Rant starts his slow descent down the stage from the ramp as Countings Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums by A Perfect Circle starts to filter out from the P.A. system, playing in tandem with the drum beat that he’s walking out to.
Quiet, imposing, wearing a boot length, hooded coat that flows behind him like a king’s mantle, with a pair of pauldrons on either shoulder that were fashioned from the skulls of wolves, those elongated incizors plated in silver catching the light as he walked. He doesn’t bother with the stairs, a look of determined focus aimed at whoever his next victim is. Fierce, near animalistic, he makes that straight line as he leaps onto the ring’s edge in a vertical jump, catchin’ onto the top rope with his hands, clutching them and then stepping over them without so much as a word leaving his lips as the music dies down. His hooded coat removed, he tosses it over the ropes, left in nothing but his biker styled wrestling boots, those black tights, and the thick, zipped up, motorcycle vest with various patches stitched into it.
Nina Dobrev: Standing in at 6’9 and weighing in at 298 pounds!! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York!! Ty Rant!!!
The arena lights darken as E.B.A.H. by Tech N9ne starts. A red spot light shines as fog comes from the ramp and Crazy j steps out with baggy camo shorts and a red and black Crazy J hockey jersey. Crazy j face is painted and he walks to the ring he does not acknowledge the fans. When Crazy j enters the ring he rocks back and forth in the corner.
Nina Dobrev: His first opponent!! Standing in at 6’3 and weighing in at 325 pounds!! Hailing from Detroit, Michigan!!!! Crazy J!!!
The fans cheer for their Michigan Native as the final music hits
'Midnight Rider' by the Allman Brothers Band blares over the PA system as the titron begins showing clips of Thomas Uriel Bates, alternating between clips of his ring experience, and a long solitary ride on his motorcycle. As the video continues to play, Thomas Uriel Bates steps out to the stage wearing his wrestling attire.
Nina Dobrev: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at four hundred and thirty pounds, and standing at six foot, nine inches. From Huntsville, Alabama; Thomas Uriel Bates!
Bates glares down at the ring, staring intensely at Crazy J and Ty Rant as he walks to the ring. He arrives at the ring, and walks up the steps, moving to the center of the apron. He keeps his eyes centered on his opponents as he steps over the top rope and enters the ring. Bates steps towards Crazy J and Ty Rant and stretches out his arms as he roars loudly. The crowd joins in, amplifying the thunderous effect.
Mystery Man: I don’t think that this match will be for the weaker heart.
JBL: Oh shut up!! I hope that this ring has been reinforced!! There is a ton of weight inside those ropes. We all may end up in China before the match is over.
Colin Hanks: You do know how to overreact don’t ya??
DING DING DING
The two big men stare each other down, both six nine. But a weight advantage handed over to Bates as Ty Rant is jaw yapping to the bigger man that drives a hard knee in the midsection of Ty Rant before driving clobbering elbows to the back of Ty Rant. Grabbing him by the waist and setting him up for a Sidewalk Slam. But just as he is about to set him up for the move it is Crazy J that shot blocks Bates from behind and that causes him to drop to the canvas and lets go off Ty Rant. There J starts to lay the boots to the big man as Ty Rant quickly gets to his feet and starts to lay the boots to the big man as well.
Mystery Man: Always interesting to see who will create alliances with each other during these matches.
The two run to the ropes as both of them deliver an elbow to the back of Bates before going for another attempt. Both running to the ropes, but this time it is Ty Rant that drops Crazy J who just went for another elbow with a big boot. The replay shows that the boot hits J right in the face with authority. Ty Rant stomps around the ring, screaming out loud that he will crush both men. He then turns around to get his attention back on Bates. Who is trying to get back to his feet after suffering the shot block. But gets kicked in the back of his knee by Ty Rant. Causing him to drop back to his knees and Ty Rant starting to lay some heavy blows to the face of the big man Bates. He runs to the ropes and charges in with a running clothesline from behind that sends Bates down hard. He quickly rolls him over on his back and goes for the cover.
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Crazy J breaks it up with a double axhandle to the back of Tyrant, clearly not forgotten what he did to him earlier with the big boot as he grabs him by the hair and bashes him repeatedly face first into the canvas as the referee can’t do anything to stop him, just trying to reason with him to stop. The crowd starts to count along with J as he keeps on bashing his face into the canvas until the count of ten, as he turns his face towards the ref before turning to the camera and laughs out loud.
Colin Hanks: There’s something wrong with this guy
FBI: You think?? I just think he got kicked out of clown school. Perhaps our resident clown should hook up with him.
J turns his attention back to the ring as he grabs Ty Rant by the head as he starts to clobber away at him with closed fists until suddenly from behind him we see Bates have come back to his feet and has grabbed J from behind. He then lifts him up and executes a released overhead back suplex as J comes crashing down on the canvas. He is holding on to his head from the impact as we see another replay from the move on the split screen.
Mystery Man: Good God!!
Bates gets to his feet, stares at the carnage that is in front of him inside the ring and grins. He sees that Ty Rant is moving once more as he seizes him up for something big as Ty Rant turns around and walks right into a big boot before being picked up by Bates and lifted in the air before hitting the World Strongest Slam. Only to cause the fans to go nuts from the sheer power that was executed by this 6’9 400 plus monster.
Colin Hanks: That was nearly 300 pounds!!
FBI: You should have seen me on a bad day!!
Bates turns around and sees Crazy J stir, he grabs him by the head and whips him through the ropes to the outside, following him to the outside as well as he grabs J and delivers an Irish Whip, sending J into the steel steps with authority. Believing that he has eliminated J he turns his attention back to the ring. Climbing in the ring and grabbing the hair of Ty Rant and lifts him up to his feet while dragging him around the ring. There Bates lifts him up and goes for a slam. But Tyrant manages to escape and lands behind Bates. Quickly grabbing him by the head in a reverse neckbreaker position and dropping him hard. Both men are on the canvas breathing heavy from the onslaught, while the camera picks up Crazy J who is still resting his head against the steel steps. The referee is checking on both men inside the ring, checking if they can keep up before Ty Rant starts to move. He stares at Bates with anger on his face. He gets to his feet before driving series of elbows into the midsection of Bates before going for the cover.
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Bates powers out of the pin attempt after the count of two, showing that he has still a lot of power left in his tank. Ty Rant in his turn grabs the big man and attempts to wrap his arms around the massive waist of Bates for a Bear Hug before going for his patented move
Mystery Man: Catastrophe!!
Tyrant manages to wrap his arms around the waist of Bates, but the big man breaks free when he delivers series of head butts to the face of Ty Rant. Causing him to let go off his hold and gives Bates the chance to counter him. He spins Ty Rant around before locking him in a Full Nelson lifting him up from the canvas before
Mystery Man: The Badge!!!
Bates drops Ty Rant hard to the canvas with a choke slam before locking his legs for a cover as the referee goes for the three count.
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DING!! DING!! DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: The winner of this match!! Thomas Uriel Bates!!!Mystery Man: Thank Goodness this one is over!! This was a brutal confrontation between three guys that just let it all go!!
FBI: My pick has won!! I’m on a roll baby!!!
Colin Hanks: Hanks If these three opening matches are any indication on what the entire PPV will be, then the crowd are in for a huge match!!!
The arena lights go out and night sky stars and moon are the only light as a massive black helicopter hovers over the arena. A count down on the big screens starts and explosions come from the ring post. 5 black ropes lower from the helicopter… then you hear a laugh…
Crazy J: I warned you…. I told you Darkness was coming…. I told you dark days are here for the EWC and we are ready to play… Let's go…
Just then the countdown strikes zero and 5 bodies lower from the helicopter on the ropes in black military gear and as the camera zooms in 4 of them have their face covered and one is Crazy J. they hit the ring and J just smiles as he stands in the center of the ring. The other 4 go stand in each corner and they turn towards the crowd. Their bodies and face are covered. Crazy J has a microphone…
Crazy J: Michigan is my home state…. And I am a Wolverine true and true I bleed Maze and Blue and I truly hate nothing more than a buckeye… and that is no cheap plug… But I do hate most of this roster here… in fact I hate all of you. I warned everyone that my friend were coming and people wanted to speculate who I was talking about… well let’s see…. I was talking about who?... oh wait… I was talking about these mother fuckers right here… I Know many of you was like who the fuck is Crazy J talking about and is he so crazy to think that imaginary people are coming… well these mother fuckers are more talented than the human mind can Imagine… You see I am celebrating 20 fucking years in the ring this month… I am a legend at the age of 36. I have held more titles then anyone I know… I have defeated and destroyed so many people over the years. But why am I here I s a story for later just know I am not here for no games… now who do I pick…. I know. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go, Eeny, meeny, miny, moe... My mother told me to pick the very best one, and that is Y-O-U.
The person J points to steps Forward… He removes his black mask and takes off the black military-like gear and he is wearing a suit. He has a smirk on his face.
Crazzy J: For those of you who don’t know this man right here is my mother fucking homie…. This man is my brother…. This man is none other than the mother fucker known as Erik fucking bLack… if you don’t now who Erik Black is… well then let this mother fucker give you a fucking Ed-u-Ma-cation… bitch.
Crazy J hands the microphone over to Erik Black and he takes the microphone. He is much more serious than J is.
Erik Black: You are all being measured much like myself and this suit. I'm watching you from afar, but closer than you would ever expect. You see...I am a warrior or the highest regard. I'm a man who studies his opponents...Or..In this case..Would be opponents. And do you know what I see? I'm not so sure any of you out there actually want to hear this. It could be quite.......shocking. For months, weeks, and even years, you have all stuck around the EWC thinking that you're talented. You've been thinking that you're tough and dangerous. I'm standing here being measured for a suit to tell you that you arent. You're nothing. DRake? HA! I've seen more talent at the special olympics. None of you who have been fighting here in EWC actually know what the fuck you're in for. You have no real idea. You've been stuck in your perfect little world where the "kind of skilled" fighters have ran things. Its been a grand little game you've all been playing with each other. That stops....soon. And it stops in a very violent way. Drake....I'm coming for you. Not because you're a threat to me. You aren’t. You....are nothing compared to myself. You're just a small fish in an even smaller pond. You're the little fish who wants to swim with sharks. Me? I'm a fucking great white. I eat little ones like yourself on a daily basis. No. I'm coming for you because you're the best this place has to offer. And to get the rest of the roster in line with the new way things are going to go? You have to fall. And you have to fall....hard. Get yourself ready. Take your hulk hogan vitamins. Pray to whoever it is you feel like praying to...Because your time is short.
Crazy J: Ok so we are ready to introduce the next member of our group… but how do we decided what one we pick? Ok here is my idea I am going to pick someone out of the crowd in the front row and if you can guess who it is Erik you get to pick who we introduce next… but if you can't guess then I get to pick… Deal?
Erik Black: I am not playing this childish game… I don’t care you pick.
Crazy J turns and looks around and he stops and is staring at a girl in the front row with some beautiful breast. He turns to erik…
Crazy J: See if you can guess… I bet you can't guess who….
Erik Black: the whore in the front row with the large breast!
Crazy J: Fuck… damn your good… ok, Erik who do we introduce next?
Erik Black: If I pick do you promise to stop playing these games?
Crazy J: Dude you're killing me Just pick Vinnie… please pick Vinnie!
Erik Black: well I guess we spent all this time for nothing… ladies and gentleman I am proud to introduce this next member to join us as none other than… Vinnie.
Crazy J: NO NO! you are doing it wrong…. Ladies and Gentleman we proudly Introduce to you for your Viewing Pleasure the next member to you… this mother fucker is ready to go to war and he is here to win some gold… Ge goes by the name Vinnie… Ladies and Gentleman we proudly introduce…
Erik Black: That’s enough…
Crazy J: I was rehashing it but fuck it you killed the buzz just like that bitch last night best friend…. blocking whore… I really fucking hate that…. Well Vinnie tell these people who you are!
Vinnie: Pain is my game, destruction is my measure stick so people would know I came, saw and left again. Me and Laura have looked everywhere to find the perfect team to do her bidding. And guess what?? We found them, we have found the names that will split open the imagination of your minds and break your skulls in the process….
Vinnie’s words are broken up by the boos of the crowd as he shakes his head in disbelief.
Vinnie: Oh you will see the way!! You will either cheer or boo, but yet you will remain the ones wondering what has happened…. I happened…. We happened. You see When I was recruited for this I was asked to find the right talent and that is what I did. I found a warrior that has been winning for 20 years… I found two men that are very different yet both have the skill sets we needed. I spoke with the powers that bee and assembled this elite squad standing before you. Each of us has what it takes to be Champion in here. Together we are stronger than any force. I have done my job.
Crazy J: Oh shit it's time to intrude you my brother from another mother… Ladies and I mean ladies he is available for one night stands FFM… ladies I give to you, Salem “schizo” Shepard…
Salem removes his mask and his face is painted much like J but a little different design and his hair is spiked and blue. His contacts are White with Red X going through them.
Shep: OOOHH SHIIIITTTTT!!! HERE I AMMMM!! The ONE, …the ONLY….THE SCHIZO….The one with the horse sized dick!! THE ONE!!......THE ONLY!!!!
Crazy J: Dawg, you already said ‘The one…the only..”
Shep: No I didn’t!! Why you fuckin this up for me!?
Crazy J: I didn’t fuck it up, you did. You said “The one…The only” twice now…
Shep: ANYWAY!!!!!!! Im here to fuck yall up!!! Can’t nobody stop me, can’t nobody pin me!!!! Yall know who the FUCK I am!?
Salem….Schizo…..Shepard!!!!!!
Im about to plow through this place like a tsunami wave did to Japan in 2011!!! There aint gonna be no stopping me!!!! We bout to make the EWC our bitch, and I know you people don’t like hearing facts, and I know yall don’t want to accept it…But you aint got no choice….There aint anyone here who can stop us, so you niggas gonna be better off if you get outta our way and let us do what we do best. Look at this group of beasts in the ring standing before your eyeballs, …take a look at us, …the future of EWC.
Yall aint never seen a group this dominate before, …oh yeah, go ahead and laugh and roll your eyes talking about “Who is this face painted weirdo!? …he must not know anything about the EWC.” Laugh all you want, cause when we get in the ring and show yall that we the best to ever grace the sport, yall gonna be changing your tune…..You know, I took a shit earlier, and while I was letting them turds slide out, I was writing down names of EWC wrestlers on the poo-paper…One name for each little double-ply square on the roll.
So after the remains of my last-nights-burrito had splashed into the bowl, I took each square, one by one, and wiped my ass with them all. …I had to poo again just to wipe my ass with all the names….Sooo um, if yall got a janitor here, send that mothafucka into our dressing room cause he got a toilet to unclog. BUT ANYWAY!!!! The point is, I was practicing wiping my ass with the roster here cause that’s exactly what we gone to yall. One by one, we gonna knock all yall off…..We gonna steal yalls Titles…and we gonna climb to the top of the EWC and stay there for as long as we wish. There isn’t any point in trying to stop us, …because there isn’t a man here…or woman…who has the talent to take us down.
Now, for me, Im just starting my wrestling career….I traveled the world wrestling in shit promotions the last two years that paid less than McDonalds and it’s ABOUT FUCKIN TIME that someone saw the talent I possess – and I’ve FINALLY reached the big time now that I’ve signed with the EWC!! I dominated all those shitty small-time promotions that I was a part of, so it feels good to see the world finally know my name; and I’ll get to showcase my talents across the globe on a weekly basis!! …And after a few short weeks I’ll be an unforgettable household name that will evolve into a EWC legend …Yes, that’s right…..I said future EWC legend…But you all won’t just forget MY name, you won’t forget anyone standing in the ring right now. Im ready to fuckin dominate the EWC…. and with my boys…and girl…at my side, aint a damn thing gonna stop me now!!! Feast your eyes upon the greatest individual talents that you have ever seen, not just in professional wrestling, but in ALL SPORTS, N----!!!
Oh man, yall sooo fucked right now and yall DON’T EVEN REALIZE IT!!!!!
That’s ok tho, cause yall about to get educated on how to wrestle…..Oh, you say you already know how to wrestle!? YOU DON’T!!!!! You skills are weak compared to the new force that’s coming through here, ….yall trash compared to it…. The time is comin for you niggas to see what this new threat brings, and in the end, …you fools gonna wish that we had never come here.
Today starts a new era in the EWC as the dark clouds have descended upon you and we’re changing the landscape with every match that we win….Which will be ALL of them!!! Now is the best time for all you EWC wrestlers to re-evaluate your career choices and make sure that your insurance is up to date cause yall gonna need it……Its here… and Its about to dominate this BITTTCCHH!!!!!
Crazy J: oh shit drop the microphone…. This mother fucker just murdered the world… this last person you will have to wait for another day…. And one last thing to the hot bitch with the big tits in the front row… yeah you momma I am going to leave a security pass for you to come back stage….
Erik black nudges him to come on….
Crazy J: what? Ok we are out like a fart after eating beans.
The group of Five walk towards back stage as the crowd is silenced by this new group of personalities. They Reach the top of the ramp and they all stand as the words Zero Tolerance!! Is displayed on the big video screen and they walk back stage.
The scene opens up backstage in Valora Thomas’s training area, where she is sitting in a chair getting into the zone in for the biggest match of her EWC career thus far - The Triple Threat TV Title match - against Harvey Yorke and Chase Rex.
Suddenly her attention draws toward the door, as does the eye of the camera, and it’s shown to be Chase Rex and his valet, Valerie Lennox, as the source. The Sophisticated Man gives his manager one last look as if to second guess her, before shrugging and walking up to Val.
Chase Rex: We heard ya little offer, girly. About teaming up to take out Harvey then throwing bones at each other. After conferring with the lass here, I think we might bite on it.
Valora smiles and gives them both a nod of respect and shakes Chase’s hand.
Chase Rex: Or maybe we won’t. Guess you’ll find out.
He chuckles and walks away, leaving Valora a little puzzled
ODD MAN - #1 CONTENDERSHIP TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Stitches The Clown VS Arcane Vs Kyra Johnson
As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is an Odd man match, the winner will be the Number one contender for the Indy championship! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, Stitches the Clown!
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.
Mystery Man: What a match we are about to witness, an odd man’s match. One created by Ben Moss specifically to inflict pain on Kyra Johnson.
FBI: It’s been a while since I have seen a manager use unorthodox methods like this to get what they want.
Hanks: If I’m the beautiful Kyra I wouldn’t be mad. Target on her back yes, but the opportunity to be the number one contender trumps all the adversity.
Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for his opponents
'GunPlay' by Slim the Mobster begins as the lights drop to almost blackness. Thick smoke fills the stage as a silhouette appears.
Nina Dobrev: And his opponent, from London, England, Arcane!
The figure turns and emerges onto the ramp as the lights flicker to reveal the sneering face of Arcane. He saunters down the ramp, handing his Cuban Link chain to a stagehand before climbing up into the ring as the music fades out.
The haunting beginning of 'Love Without Tragedy' begins playing as a Johnson Luxury Limo pulls onto the set. Before the door opens, a crew of people run to the limo and lay out a red carpet. The door opens and out steps 'Miss Dallas' Kyra Johnson along with her manager and bestie, 'Miss San Antonio', Kerry Jameson.
Nina Debrov: and their opponent, accompanied by Miss San Antonio Kerry Jameson, Miss Dallas, Kyra Johnson!
Kyra is wearing an elegant robe that is adorned with pink glistening diamonds with the words 'Miss Dallas' along the back. The pageant princesses strut to the ring confidently as the fans reign down boos on them. As they reach the ring, Kyra snaps her fingers as a man runs up and removes the robe and then lifts her up onto the ring apron. She steps under the middle rope and struts to a corner, completely ignoring the jeers of the fans.
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All three superstars watch each other as they slowly move in a circle waiting for the first to attack, Arcane glimpses over at Stitches, and signals him they should follow the plan set up by Ben Moss, Stitches concurs and they both go on the attack against Kyra who immediately rolls out of the ring to avoid the attack from both men. Both men form a strategy to capture her, each of them exit the ring from opposite corners leaving her vulnerable to an attack from both sides. They approach her rapidly and she gets skimmish and goes under the ring, Stitches has no intention of letting her get away so he peaks under to find her and gets plastered with a chain whip to the face. The clown falls back holding his face and the use of the weapon goes unnoticed by the official. Kyra begins to crawl out from a different corner of the ring and Arcane is there to help her up, he pulls her by her hair and gets clobbered with a brass knuckled punch, immediately she nails him she tosses it to the ground and follows up with a drop kick that sends him clashing into the barricade.
Mystery Man: Brilliant Strategy from Kyra here, isolate your man
FBI: Really smart I have to admit, but I don’t know how long that would work.
Kyra helps Arcane into the ring and Stitches crawls into the ring as well. Kyra stands there over both men and smiles, she blows a kiss outside to her friend Mackenzie before punting Stitches’s head. She tries the same move on Arcane but he is able to get his head oiut of the way quick enough, sweep her feet, and immediately complete the combination with an elbow drop right to the chest. Arcane in control of the narrative now, picks Kyra back up and whips her to the turnbuckle where she rests as Stitches finds his feet. Both men look at each other and decide to continue the offense together, they peel her off the turnbuckle and deliver a double suplex on her. Immediately they get to their feet Stitches catches Arcane with a surprise kick to the midsection followed by a powerbomb which plasters him on the mat. Stitches then goes for the pin on the odd man, Kyra Johnson.
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Mystery Man: Stitches trying to steal one here
FBI: I’m guessing their teaming strategy is over now that Stitches has crossed Arcane
Hanks: Most definitely, Arcane has never been one to forgive, it was a surprise to start with that he even played ball.
Stitches picks up Kyra Johnson and readies her for the same fate as Arcane, as he lifts her into the air, she begins fighting her way out of it, loading up his face with lefts and rights till he falls back on the mat under the weight of her punches. Kyra immediately gets to her feet and lunches an attack on Arcane who has found his feet, she runs at him and wraps her legs around his neck and sends him flying onto the center rope. With his neck resting on the rope she mounts her weight on him choking him as he flails his arms around looking for some air. The referee calls for her to stop which she hesitates so he begins his count.
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She lets go of the choke but is caught by a clothesline from hell the moment she turns around. Stitches then grabs Arcane and nails him with a triple German suplex. A move he used to get more one on one time with Kyra.
Mystery Man: This is a madhouse, it’s hard to keep of what exactly is going on.
Hanks: The momentum keeps shifting, remember, the only way to win is to pin Kyra Johnson, except for Kyra, she can pin any of them.
FBI: So, she is at a supposed disadvantage but she also has the chance to pin more people than either of her opponents has the option to.
Mystery Man: Exactly! A dicey situation to be in, I’ll tell you folks, I prefer more conventional matches.
As Stitches returns tries to return to his feet after his assault on Arcane his head is met with a thundering roundhouse kick from Kyra. Johnson climbs the turnbuckle and begins to gloat, she blows kisses at the fans as they jeer her and then returns to her opponents. A surprise clothesline from Arcane awaited her but she was able to get under his hand and immediately hops on his back and begins slapping at his head frantically as he tries to get her off him. The slaps continue till he backs into the turnbuckle and rams her into it hard. With her right where he wants her he picks her up and puts her in position for a superplex; Kerry Jameson isn’t having any of it as she begins to curse at him and pounds her hands onto the mat from the outside distracting him long enough to receive a boot to the face by Kyra and followed by a crossbody. She goes for the pin.
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Mystery Man: Kyra almost had it there
FBI: She did, thanks to Miss San Antonio. I don’t think it’s a surprise Kyra’s form has improved since she brought her friend along.
Hanks: Me neither! I’ll tell you what, you might be FBI but I wouldn’t mind investigating under those robes they wear around the arena.
Mystery Man: I think that’s the reason they don’t get along with Ben Moss, they are willing to do anything, including ruin the integrity of the brand to get what they want.
Hanks: Well they can ruin my integrity any time.
FBI: Well, keep this up and you wouldn’t need their help
Hanks: All I’m saying is, Ben Moss is a strange man to be at war with a woman just because she wants to lay it bare. He is the type of guy who buys a nightstand and uses it only once and returns it, because he wanted a one nightstand.
Stitches drags her to her feet by her hair and then connects with a face buster that disorients her. He then picks her up and sets her for his finisher, A modified falcon arrow, he connects! With The Crimson Arrow and immediately goes for the pin.
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He is pulled off by his feet by Kerry Jameson who immediately acts shocked when he turns his rage towards her. She backs away from the ring as Stitches approaches her but is soon saved by Arcane who taps Stitches on the shoulder. Immediately Stitches turns around he is caught with a right hand to the face which is then followed up by a kick to the midsection and he is then mounted on Arcane’s shoulder.
Mystery Man: We know where this is going! Hold on boys and girls, here comes the Magnum Opus!
FBI: Kerry Jameson does it again! Someone get her out of there.
CONNECTS! Stitches jaw bounces off Arcane’s knee and he falls flat on his back, Arcane takes the moment to gain the pin on Kyra who is still lying flat on the mat.
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Like the man before him he is pulled by his foot. He isn’t having any of it, he runs out of the ring but Kerry runs across to the other side of it. Arcane tries to get to Miss San Antonio but she continues to dart in the opposite direction whenever he tries to get close, but he doesn’t relent, he continues to chase her around the ring and she continued running looking terrified. As her feet begin to tire she takes her sprint up the ramp and heads for the exit but Arcane caught up with her and planted her face into the steel ramp with a bulldog.
Mystery Man: Have some damn mercy Arcane, she is not a superstar
FBI: If you choose to actively interfere in a match, you can and probably will get hit, it comes with the territory.
Meanwhile in the ring Kyra had found her wobbling feet with the help of the ropes, her hair messy and her body severely weakened. She can hardly stand but Stitches finds himself in a similar predicament, as he rises to his feet just a little later he is met by Kyra who tries to surprise him with her finisher, the Dallas Dagger but he shoves her away, runs at her with a big boot but she gets under it and CONNECTS! DALLAS DAGGER! Simultaneously, Arcane has Kerry Jameson on his shoulder and connects with the MAGNUM OPUS. She clatters to the steel ramp. Arcane lifts his head to the ring just to see Kyra getting the pin on Stitches, he sprints at the ring to stop the pin.
Arcane pull her from her foot off Stitches at the last minute and then slides into the ring. He and Kyra engage in an exchange of right hands which he takes the advantage and then forces her into the corner where he dispatches punches left and right. As he continues to offload the punches, she finds and opening and rakes him in the eye. Once done, she runs at him hoping to get a DDT but she finds herself on the blindman’s shoulder and he connects with the MAGNUM OPUS.
Mystery Man: Magnum Opus out of nowhere!
FBI: How the…
Hanks: Wait! Arcane watch out!
Arcane gets a kick spun around and dealt a kick to the midsection. What follows is the CRIMSON ARROW! Dropping him flat on the mat. Stitches goes for a pin on Kyra Johnson.
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Nina Dobrev: Here’s your winner and the Number one contender for the Indy championship, Stitches, the clown!
Mystery Man: How he did it is beyond me! Wow! This fight could have gone anyway
FBI: I agree with you, what a show.
As cameras go into the backstage area of the Michigan Stadium, the #1 Contender to the Indy Championship is sitting on a bench in her locker room with her eyes staring at something we can’t quite see yet.
NEVAEH: Well, well, well. Look at what we have here?
With the camera beginning to pan out, we can see the hourglass in front of Nev. After the final grains of sand fall to the bottom, Nev lifts her gaze to the camera.
NEVAEH: The time for talk is officially over. Now it’s time for me to go on out there and kick your ass!
Her stare was pretty intense as she keeps her eyes on the lens.
NEVAEH: I hope you’ve enjoyed every blessed minute with that title because you won’t have it by the time we’re through. I’m going to be declared the winner. And as much as you want to believe otherwise, there’s nothing you can do to prevent it from happening!
Nev pauses.
NEVAEH: I’m on my way out to prove that to you right after this next match
With that, Nev stands up and watches the monitor above her as she prepares to fight right after the Television Championship match
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
INTER-BRAND TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Chase Rex VS Valora Thomas
VS Harvey Yorke (C)
Mystery Man: Scars & Stripes has been on lock tonight so far, but if you think that you've seen action and excitement tonight I'm afraid that you simply haven't seen anything yet! Coming up we've got the first of seven huge title matches that we have in store for you, the fans, on the card here tonight! It's going to be great, a inter-brand triple threat match for the Television Championship!
FBI: Seven title matches, huh? I'm surprised you can even count that high.
Mystery Man: I can see that this is going rather well.
Colin Hanks: Hold up guys. Seven is a big number and it might even be the magic number, but let's focus on the here and now, alright? This Television Championship is a special match specifically because it features Valora Thomas and Chase Rex, both carrying the banner from Monday Night Brawl, as they take on the EWC Television Champion from Friday Night Rampage that is Harvey Yorke.
FBI: Hanks, you'd better believe between the bells that there won't be any camaraderie from those Monday Night Brawl types. Sure Valora Thomas or Chase Rex would love to be the one to take the TV title back to Brawl with them, but they sure aren't going to roll over and let the other just take that opportunity away either.
Colin Hanks: I wholeheartedly agree. And what makes things even more complicated for the current Champion Yorke is that he doesn't even have to be involved in the pinfall or submission to lose his championship, he's playing keep away while trying to protect his own interests here.
Mystery Man: Take it from me, the best thing you can do in any triple threat or fatal fourway style stipulation is to always try to stay in the thick of things. Sometimes it may seem that allowing your opponents to brawl it out is the best way to go, but you cannot risk not being involved the final decision.
FBI: There's always a winner and a loser in these deals, you just don't want to end up on the wrong end of that.
Nina Dobrev: The following match is an Inter-Brand Triple Threat match and it is for the Extreme Wrestling Corporation Television Championship! Introducing the first of the challengers:
"Kick In The Teeth" by Papa Roach plays and Valora Thomas comes out with her manager, Mick, behind her.
FBI: Speaking of wrong end...
Nina Dobrev: Making her way to the ring at this time, she hails from Phoenix, Arizona. Standing in at five-foot-eight and weighing in at one-hundred and forty-five pounds. Accompanied to the ring by her manager Mick, she is VALORA THOMAS!
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.
Colin Hanks: I don't know what you're talking about, FBI. Valora Thomas is a well-respected athlete and fighter, and on top of that a big part of the Extreme Wrestling Corporation, or she wouldn't be in this match.
Mystery Man: Having a title opportunity like this is a big deal, but one has to think that at her managers advanced age and perhaps failing health that she might be a little extra motivated to pull off the victory here tonight.
FBI: I'm not saying that she can't do it. I'm not saying that at all. Everyone knows that she's got that switch inside of her that she can flip when she really needs to dig down deep. All I'm saying is this: if Valora Thomas wants to walk out of this match as the EWC Television champion then she will have to find that switch and flip it quick. Maybe then ol' Mick will have something to hang on for.
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Nina Dobrev: And also challenging...
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.
Nina Dobrev: From the Upper East Side in Manhattan, New York by way of Birmingham, England - accompanied by Valerie Lennox, he is "A Sophisticated Man", Chase Rex!
Colin Hanks: That entrance gets me every time...
FBI: Oh don't be such a baby. How are you going to walk around with your head held high after telling the world that you were jump scared by Foxy Shazam?
Colin Hanks: It startled me, but I wouldn't quite say I was scared...
FBI: You were scared and you know it.
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.
Mystery Man: Okay, can we focus now please? The second of two challengers in this match is a very game and... sophisticated man. We all know why Chase Rex is here and there's two things he seems to want more than anything: hurting people, and hunting gold.
FBI: Yeah and this match offers the opportunity for both. Right? I mean, the world is in Chase Rex's hands right now, not even mentioning that beautiful, vivacious vixen Valerie that he's got hanging all over him. He doesn't just get two targets for the price of one, but if he comes out on top here at Stars & Stripes, he'll be about ten or twelve pounds heavier thanks to that Television Championship.
Colin Hanks: Chase Rex always has a plan, and it will be interesting to see what strategy he chooses to employ here this evening. I'm afraid though that he's going to have to try to keep his wits about him in this one. Will Rex be able to follow the plan when he's being attacked from behind, or when things don't go his way? These are the questions that I can't wait to see answered here tonight.
FBI: I told you that you were afraid.
Colin Hanks: What?
Mystery Man: He's just trolling you now, Hanks. Ignore him.
Colin Hanks: Alright.
Nina Dobrev: And their opponent, the Champion...
The intro of ‘Quantum Flux’ echoes around the arena, while the lights dim. Green and white strobe lights flash in-sync with the each note of the guitar. As the lyrics begin emerges Harvey Yorke, dressed in a black wool coat, with his television championship belt held dangling from his mouth. He bows on one knee, spitting the belt so that it lands in front of him. Xander Healy stands tall behind, as Harvey lets out a yell.
Nina Dobrev: From North Yorkshire, England, weighing in at 182 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Xander Healy, the EWC Television Champion, 'Ultra Violent' Harvey Yorke!
The spotlight becomes brighter, and Yorke gives a cold, forward stare. He and Xander march down the ramp without losing sight of the ring. As he approaches the end of the ramp, he looks around, angrily, at the faces that either love or hate him. Xander stands just outside the ring, as Harvey tosses his coat and title to him. He jumps the ropes, and lands in the ring with his arms held out at his sides, bathing in the reaction from the crowd. He cracks his neck and his knuckles alike, and waits for the bell to ring.
Mystery Man: As we've stated before, the EWC Television Champion Harvey Yorke comes to us from the Brawl brand, and he's got nothing to gain tonight with everything to lose. But watching Yorke walk out here I couldn't tell, I was looking right at the man's eyes the entire way down the ramp and there's absolutely no shake in his confidence whatsoever. He seems poised and ready for the challenge ahead.
FBI: I'll give you that one. The Devil of Violence is ready and he knows that triple threat matches entail. This thing could get hardcore and it could get ugly, there are no count-outs and there are no dqs. As a matter of fact, all three competitors in the ring right now look like they're not just ready to throw down, but they're ready to get dirty too if need be.
Colin Hanks: There is a reason why Harvey Yorke is our Television Champion, you know. It goes without stating that he's got the talent necessary to compete in matches such as these. And hey, even if luck isn't on his side, he's got Xander Healy at ringside tonight. Someone whom the referee should try to keep an eye on, I don't trust Healy for one second.
FBI: I don't get you, Hanks. All three competitors have managers out at ringside tonight. What does Healy have as far as an advantage over the other ones?
Colin Hanks: Oh come on now, like Healy won't help Yorke cheat if need be.
Mystery Man: Rex does have Valerie and Valora does have Mick; though I don't see Mick hopping up in the ring at any time to bail Valora out of anything. Poor guy.
Colin Hanks: Three competitors inside the ring, three managers outside... Could you imagine what would happen if this Thomas, Rex, and Yorke battle ended up in an all our pier-six brawl?
FBI: I don't know if it will Colin, but if it does, I'm alright with that. I'm actually kind of hoping for it.
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Mystery Man: Well, we're about to find out if you get your wish because the match is underway!
The opening bell rings and the three-competitors in this match-up all meet at ring center in a hurry. Valora gets a quick kick in at the midsection of Champion Yorke while Chase Rex gets the upper hand with a european uppercut on Thomas. Rex turns right towards Yorke and hits the champion with a running european uppercut right as he enters the corner. Rex then downs Valora Thomas with a single-leg dropkick. Ex-girlfriend Valerie Lennox can be seen cheering at ringside as it seems Rex's opening is going according to plan. Rex turns to take a dropkick from Harvey Yorke which drops him down for the first time. Yorke then goes right for Valora Thomas pulling her up by her hair and tossing her into the corner.
Colin Hanks: We can see right away that Chase Rex is scrapping for every opportunity to attack both competitors in one-on-one situations.
FBI: It's a smart strategy, Colin.
Mystery Man: It's just too bad that you can never fight the person in front of you and watch your own back at the same time. I think Rex got a little too-confident there and that allowed Yorke to come back with a dropkick of his own.
Yorke wastes no time laying the boots to Thomas while she's in the corner. Thomas fights through the pain and grabs Yorke by the head, pulling him in and switching spots with the champion. Valora shows off the moves that brought her to the dance with some sharp knees to the midsection of Yorke driving the wind out of him in a hurry. Thomas goes for an irish whip out of the corner, but it's reversed by The Devil of Violence. Thomas with a slide down to one knee stops her from hitting the far corner and pops right back up with a Yakuza knee strike to the champion. The crowd is behind Valora and so is Mick, but that is when Chase Rex comes in with a spear that takes Valora down.
Colin Hanks: Just when Valora was starting to pick up a bit of momentum in this match, she's driven down in quick fashion by Chase Rex!
FBI: That's not all, Hanks- cover!
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FBI: Valora kicking out quick in the early going; but Rex wanted to give it a shot and Yorke not taking any chances!
Valora rolls out of the ring while Yorke pulls Rex up to his feet. The two begin to brawl in the center of the ring with some pretty hard forearms and elbows thrown. Rex ducks a wild clothesline and Yorke ducks and ensuing enzuigiri attempt. Yorke with a pele kick however Rex blocks most of the blow with his forearms, he his still forced to backpedal however. The champion quick back to his feet, follows the Madman into the corner. Yorke with a hard irish whip to the far corner followed up with a leaping clothesline known as Disorder to his followers. As Rex stumbles out of the corner, Yorke tries to apply a full-nelson, but Rex has it well scouted and is able to drop himself down and to roll out to ringside.
Mystery Man: Harvey Yorke really looking to finish off Chase Rex, if not the match with Ultraviolence there, but he wasn't quite able to get the full-nelson applied.
FBI: Yes but we see the ring presence and awareness of Chase Rex. Not only did he sense trouble was coming, he was smart enough to get himself out of harms way. He truly is a sophisticated man.
Yorke follows Rex out of the ring, but is met out of nowhere with a backflip Ninja kick from Valora Thomas. The crowd is back to cheering for their favorite as Valora just proved that she's more than capable of kicking them in the teeth. Yorke staggers back to the ringsteps holding his jaw protectively, but this doesn't help him when Thomas connects with a baseball slide dropkick to his knees, slamming them against the ring steps behind him. Yorke yells out in pain and drops to the padded floor below, but as soon as Valora can see Mick out of the corner of her eye warning him, it's too late. Chase Rex comes in from behind and pushes Valora right into the steel ring post; a loud reverberation echoes throughout the Michigan Stadium.
Colin Hanks: Ouch! That cannot feel good.
FBI: No it does not.
Mystery Man: The crowd had really gotten behind Valora there, especially after that Ninja Kick that connected right on the button of Ultra Violent Harvey Yorke. Following up with that baseball slide was a great combination, but she may have just served Yorke up on a silver platter for Chase Rex to finish off.
Rex goes right after Yorke, pulling the champion back to his feet and right into a standing headscissor. Rex hoists Yorke up onto his shoulders and launches the champion into the exposed steel steps with a variation of his corner powerbomb. The steps fly apart as they go rolling away. Rex wastes little time pulling Yorke back up just to toss him back into the ring. Yorke rolls into a prone position on the mat and Rex comes off of the top rope with a diving double stomp known as Goodbye and Goodnight. Chase Rex hooks the leg and goes for the cover on the champion!
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Valora flies in with a Catapult Legdrop just in time!
Colin Hanks: Oooh! Was that three?
FBI: No, no. The referee is signaling that the match will continue, I think.
Colin Hanks: Oh, alright.
Mystery Man: Chase Rex almost had the EWC Television Championship in his grasp, but came up on the receiving end of a big legdrop across the back of his neck. This after taking advantage and powerbombing Harvey Yorke into the steel steps. If you're Chase Rex right now you have got to be frustrated.
Colin Hanks: Frustrated ain't the word for it, that big unexpected leg drop might have really hurt him!
All three competitors are down right now but it's Valora who is the first back to her feet. She grabs the battered Harvey Yorke up and tosses him outside of the ring. Chase Rex back up, he tries to surprise Valora from behind with A Sophisticated Hold, attempting to lock in a double chickenwing. Valora fights Rex off with the aide of the crowd willing her on and she connects with the Three Steps to Death. With Rex stunned Valora bounces off of the ropes and comes in with the 720 Roundhouse known as the Nat 20! Cover!
Colin Hanks: She hit it! The Nat 20!
FBI: Oh my god, I think she might have just kicked his face clean off. That's a bit excessive.
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Nina Dobrev: And your winner by pinfall, AND NEW EWC Television Champion, VALORA THOMAS!!!
Valora Thomas rolls over into a seated position, and nearly weeps tears of joy as she is handed the EWC Television Championship belt, right in full view of her manager and inspiration, Mick.
Mystery Man: Well, what it really came down to here was what we thought it was going to be. All three competitors, the two challengers and the champion, all did everything they could to walk out of this match as the winner. But it was always going to come down to who was in the right place at the right time, and tonight, that person is Valora Thomas, our new TV Champion.
FBI: Yeah even I've got to give her credit. She, Rex, and Yorke all came at this with their heavy hitting maneuvers. That leg drop off of the top to Rex followed by the Nat 20 was too much for Rex to counter.
Colin Hanks: A big congratulations to Valora Thomas yet again; and for Chase Rex and Harvey Yorke, it's better luck next time. This only makes me even more excited for the next match!
In the caverns of the Michigan Stadium amidst busy backstage personnel Ace Heart sits with Hope Diamond who attends Scars & Stripes in a floor-length red robe and bling earrings.
Ace: Hello everybody, this is Ace Heart and with some of the more controversial rookies on the FSW roster at the moment.
Hope: Please Ace don´t call me that.
Ace: Sorry but you are controversial.
Hope: I meant rookie. Yes, I´m new to this place but not new to the business. A couple of people on the roster have already gained a healthy dose of respect for my skills.
Ace: Strong words from … someone new to this place.
Hope: I´m already in the process of backing them up wouldn´t you say?
Ace: Well, that’s why you here. We usually don´t do interviews with wrestlers new to the development grounds on a PPV.
Hope shows her pearly whites, proving the cliché´ that even sharks can pretend to smile. The camera zooms in on her face just long enough to show that the smile does not reach her eyes at all.
Hope: Well then let´s give the audience something for their money.
Hope snaps her fingers in the direction of them cameraman and points to the floor.
Hope: Down here. Yes. That right.
The camera pans around and down to the linoleum floor. Aside from a pair of black sandals and red painted toe nails we see five cards spread out between Hope and Ace Heart.
Hope: Now this should be fun for a man named Ace Heart. You´ve all seen that hand by now unless you´ve sleeping under a rock. So what does it mean?
Hope taps the first card with her shoe.
Hope: Queen of Diamonds. That´s me. Come on you guessed that already. Now what about the rest?
She nudges the cards one by one with her sandal as she speaks.
Hope: Eight of Spades – that´s Kristian Bane the big guy with the arms of steel and the brains of lead. Eight of Clubs – that´s Hatchet Gully who takes his belts backstage with a baseball bat. Ace of Spades – that´s Lexie Glass, the tragedy about to happen. The Ace of Clubs finally that´s Otaki, the girl who takes care of my title at the moment. All put together this is the Dead man´s Hand and the four dudes standing between me and the FSW championship will end up looking a bit like Wild Bill Hickok.
Ace: What about the other FSW wrestlers?
Hope: What other wrestlers?
Otaki: What about the ones who have recently signed up to FSW?
Those words captures the attention of both Ace and Hope as the reign FSW Champion walks into vision, said belt neatly resting on her right shoulder.
Otaki: Like Matthew Kurtis, Gunther Dooley and Magdalena Lockheart. Any of them could end up halting you on your path towards us and this...
She pats her Title before noticing the cards herself.
Otaki: Ace of Clubs, hey?
The Emo Princess starts before bending down to instead pick the Ace of Spades card instead as she faces the front of it towards Miss Diamond.
Otaki: Personally we would prefer to be this card, for more reasons than one...but ending up like Wild Bill Hickok...really? You think you could do that to us, Miss Diamond. Why, oh why, among a roster as talented as ours should we take someone as 'new' as you seriously? What makes you any different from the people you've mentioned? Or even different from someone has good as Hatchet Gully? What makes you stand out enough to get our attention?
Right after asking her question the Purple Haired Dynamo flicks the card in her hand straight at Hope, as if expecting a reaction of some kind.
Hope twists her head aside, barely dodging the card before it scratches her makeup.
Hope: Now why should *I* take one of the newbies you mentioned seriously until they have proven themselves? As far as your attention goes, this is not about your attention but about my plans. Pay attention or don´t. The way I see it you are a good champion for now because you have less smut on your fingers than a firefighter and less grease than Hatchet Gully. So I suggest you focus *your* attention on Hatchet and win this match as you surely plan to do. Then you can play with the belt some more until I come to pick it up. That way you have some fun and I don´t need a disinfectant.
Otaki: Fun?
The milky skinned competitor started before giggling. A smirk appearing upon her face shortly afterwards.
Otaki: Never know...maybe you can be a a lot of fun for us to play with once we're done with Mister Gully...
Playfully left the Purple Haired Dynamo's lips, even daring to hold her FSW Championship directly in front of Hope's face before pulling it away. With a giggle the bizarre woman looks over Miss Diamond once more before heading off.
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh VS Trixie (C)
Mystery Man: Welcome back to Scars and Stripes! If you thought that last match was good. We've got another title on the line.
Hanks: Trixie defends her Indy Championship against Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh.
FBI: And it's only championship matches from here on out. God Bless America.
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Indy Championship. Introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEAVEAHHH!
Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. She makes her way down the aisle and does her best not to let anyone touch her long the way. After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and gives her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. She begins to mouth off to the fans and pace the ring a bit, waiting for the match to begin.
Dobrev: And her opponent she is the Indy Champion from Las Vegas, Nevada. Trixie!
Trixie comes out holding her Indy championship in a cuddle like pose as she shows it to the crowd and then raises it up. Trixie then showcases her ring attire and bites her finger as she pauses on stage. Trixie puts her title on before walking in a straight line down the ramp to really sway her hips and get the attention of the guys in the crowd, blowing kisses at the guys and enjoying the jealousy of the girls in the crowd while holding onto the top of her title. Trixie steps onto the apron and girates her hips before stepping into the ring very slowly to allow all the photos to be taken before stepping full in and giving a playful wink to the referee as she sits on the corner and holds out her title to see it one last time and then passes it to the referee.
Hanks: Two of the best from Las Vegas battling out here in Michigan. Belt and bragging rights on the line.
DING! DING! DING!
The two ladies stand in the middle of the ring exchanging words and it's not long before they start exchanging punches. Trixie quickly ducks under a right hand and irish whips Nevaeh into the ropes. She takes Nevaeh down with an arm drag but misses a clothesline and Nevaeh counters with a spinning back fist. Trixie falls back into the corner and Nevaeh comes flying in with another spinning back fist. Trixie avoids this one and Nevaeh crashes into the turnbuckles.
Trixie turns around and starts to hit Nevaeh with a series of knife edge chops in the corner. She pulls Nevaeh out and goes to whip her across but gets reversed and sent into the turnbuckles herself.
Nevaeh comes charging in but crashes into the turnbuckles again as Trixie dodges a clothesline. Nevaeh turns around and is nearly beheaded by a Spicy Superkick, but is able to side step and hit Trixie with a dropkick that sends her to the outside floor.
Hanks: That could've been disaster for Nevaeh here in the early going.
Mystery Man: I've seen a lot of nasty superkicks and Trixie's is up there. She likes to hit them in bunches.
FBI: When will the two of you get over your schoolboy crushes on Trixie?
The two ladies are back up to their feet and Trixie slowly climbs back into the ring.
Nevaeh is quickly on her with a running forearm smash followed by a quick elbow drop. She brings Trixie back to her feet but gets sent away with a quick uppercut. Trixie follows with a running knee to the gut of Nevaeh and plants her face first into the mat with a DDT. Trixie makes the cover.
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Nevaeh pushes Trixie off of her and the two women scramble to their feet. Trixie blocks a right hand from Nevaeh and responds with a forearm smash to the face. She follows with a second forearm that sends Nevaeh back against the ropes and comes charging in for a clothesline.
Nevaeh ducks under and sends Trixie flying over the ropes with a back body drop.
Trixie crashes to the outside floor, grimiscing from the fall. Nevaeh quickly jumps on her, sliding out of the ring and pulling Trixie to her feet.
Nevaeh mocks the fans behind the barricade and slams Trixie to the floor with a snap suplex. Nevaeh peels Trixie off the ground and rolls her into the ring. Nevaeh slides in and makes the cover.
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FBI: I'm ready to see a new Indy Champion. I like the way this girl gets down.
Mystery Man: A couple more slams to the floor like that and you might get your wish.
Nevaeh brings Trixie back to her feet and whips her into the turnbuckle. She charges in and hits a spear that connects and sits Trixie down in the corner.
Nevaeh stands up and slides her foot on the throat of Trixie, choking her and using the rope as leverage.
Referee John Dean comes in after a few seconds and calls for a break. Nevaeh takes a couple of steps back before flying in with a low dropkick that ricochets Trixie's head off the turnbuckle.
Nevaeh drags Trixie to the center of the ring and drops down for the pin.
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Nevaeh quickly gets back to her feet and wraps Trixie's legs up into a figure four leglock. Nevaeh drops to the mat and locks it in, pounding the mat as Trixie reaches around looking desprately for the ropes.
Mystery Man: Our first ever Indy Champion is in a bad spot here. She's way out of reach from those ropes.
FBI: And Nevaeh is a one hell of a submission artist. She's relishing in Trixie's pain.
Nevaeh screams at Trixie, telling her to give up but Trixie refuses and starts to shift her weight back and forth.
Trixie uses the momentum and rolls over, reversing the leglock. Nevaeh is now screaming in pain and pushes herself off the mat.
She releases the hold and untangles their legs, crawling back to her feet. Trixie beats her to it and runs in with a headscissors takedown that sends Nevaeh across the ring. Nevaeh picks herself back up but walks into a running crossbody. Trixie hooks the leg for the pin.
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Trixie rolls back up to her feet and begins to stomp on the midsection of Nevaeh before dropping down with a sexy leg drop and going for another pin.
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Hanks: Another near fall for Trixie! These two ladies are going at each other's throats.
Mystery Man: Scars and Stripes, we never disappoint.
Trixie brings Nevaeh back to her feet and spins her around for the Sexy Neckbreaker. Nevaeh pushes Trixie off of her and bounces off the ropes back into Nevaeh who jumps into her for a Lou Thesz press.
Nevaeh begins repeatedly smashing Trixie's head off the mat before wrapping her hands around the throat and choking Trixie in the center of the ring. Referee John Dean has to step in and Nevaeh holds her hands up, slowly getting up from off of Trixie.
Nevaeh suddenly drops back down with an elbow to the face of Trixie and hops back to her feet. She pulls Trixie up by her hair and sends her to corner with an irish whip.
She rushes in for a spear but gets met with two feet to the face. Trixie hops up on the top turnbuckle but Nevaeh rushes in again and sweeps Trixie's feet, causing her to get caught up. Nevaeh grabs ahold of Trixie and locks her in a tarantula that has Trixie screaming in agony.
Referee John Dean once again is forced to step in, this time physically pulling Nevaeh off of Trixie and giving her a warning.
Trixie falls to her knees and slowly gets up. Nevaeh bounces off the ropes and takes Trixie down face first with a running one-handed bulldog. She jumps on Trixie and hooks the leg.
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Hanks: I've never seen Referee John Dean have to get so hands on in a match.
FBI: In this match, I'd say it's a perk of the job.
Nevaeh grabs ahold of Trixie's arm and goes to lock in the Exile. Trixie pulls Nevaeh down and counters with a small package for pin.
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Mystery Man: Trixie's not ready to give up the crown just yet.
Nevaeh kicks out and the two woman scramble to their feet. They charge one another and Nevaeh leaps over Trixie in a sunset flip and rolls her up for the cover.
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Both woman race back to their feet and meet in the center of the ring, exchanging clotheslines that send them both to the mat.
FBI: Both wrestlers looking exhausted out there.
Hanks: These ladies are laying it all on the line for the Indy Championship.
Mystery Man: Gold is a wrestler's best friend.
Nevaeh slowly pulls herself up with the ropes as Trixie tries to peel her body off the mat. The two meet in the center with Trixie dropping Nevaeh to one knee with a chop block.
Trixie runs across the ring, bounces off the ropes and drills Nevaeh in the face with the Shining Apprentice. Trixie drops down for the cover.
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Trixie rolls back to her feet and begins to charge up the crowd. She circles around Nevaeh who is slow to her feet and sizes her up.
She fires in a Spicy Superkick but Nevaeh dives out of the way, scrambles to her feet and blindsides Trixie with a spear.
Nevaeh pulls Trixie back up and swings her around for a Fall From Grace that connects. Nevaeh makes the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner by pinfall, AND NEEWWW Indy Champion, NEVAEH!
FBI: And new!
Mystery Man: That's right, we've got a new Indy Champion. Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh knocks off our first ever champion Trixie. What a match folks.
The lights in the arena quickly dim down to pitch black, and the fans ERUPT knowing something big is about to take place. The first thing that is seen is static on the jumbotron. Fallowed by...
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Mystery Man: What the Hell?
FBI: You are not alone? What the fuck is this?
Collin Hanks: I haven't the slightest idea.
Suddenly the screen goes black once again as it fades in...
FBI: You are not alone? What the fuck is this?
Collin Hanks: I haven't the slightest idea.
Suddenly the screen goes black once again as it fades in...
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Be ready...
For the second coming...
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For the second coming...
The crowd is buzzing! It's somewhat of a mixed reaction, many fans not knowing what to think.
Mystery Man: Luke Wolfe! We haven't seen him in months!
FBI: Yeah, and all the better for it. What does he mean? Second coming? Where is he?
Hanks: I believe if he wanted us to know the date and time he would have told us.
Mystery Man: Do I have to be the asshole who points out in the Bible when it speaks of the "Second Coming" it says no one knows the date or time?
FBI: Are you serious right now? More of this cryptic religious, Messiah crap? He's still the savior of the free world huh? Well then let me ask you this, where the hell has he been since Stranglemania?
Hanks: I have no idea.
FBI: Yeah, and all the better for it. What does he mean? Second coming? Where is he?
Hanks: I believe if he wanted us to know the date and time he would have told us.
Mystery Man: Do I have to be the asshole who points out in the Bible when it speaks of the "Second Coming" it says no one knows the date or time?
FBI: Are you serious right now? More of this cryptic religious, Messiah crap? He's still the savior of the free world huh? Well then let me ask you this, where the hell has he been since Stranglemania?
Hanks: I have no idea.
FSW CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Hatchet Gully VS Otaki (C)
Mystery Man: What a great night it's been so far and like I promised earlier. More gold. Otaki will defend her FSW Championship against Hatchet Gully.
FBI: Otaki won the title with help from Gully. Tonight we settle the score.
Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FSW Championship! Introducing first weighing in at 225 pounds, out of Gettsburg, Pennsylvania. Hatchet Gully!
Heavy Metal Kings blares out and A$hley Quid runs out from the back and jumps around celebrating, then insults the audience when they boo. She waves a hand behind her and Hatchet Gully walks out and bounces to the music as he goes to the ring.
Dobrev: And his opponent from Nottingham, England. She is the FSW Champion, Otaki!
on the road
on the road
A rev of a guitar, though easily being flooded out by a thunderous applause, causes all the lights in the arena to drop out into darkness.
on the road
on the road
ON THE ROAD TO VIRIDIAN CITY
With that yell the lights suddenly burst into life, which reveals a woman in a purple cloak standing on the stage. While only her eyes and mouth could be seen from her hood. Her milky white skin, purple hair and the FSW Championship being wrapped around her waist making it rather obvious that this person is Otaki. Her cloak doesn't cover the front of her attire, a purple one-piece outfit with no sleeves or coverage for the legs and a pair of blue boots, as Otaki starts to go down the ramp-way. Once arriving the bottom of the ramp a smile appears on Otaki's face as she raises her hood up and off, revealing not only her face but also a red gem that is on her forehead. Once she reveals her face The Emo Princess moves up the steps and gets onto the apron before bending over the middle rope to enter the ring. Once inside the ring Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any lucky man or lesbian in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her. Right afterwards she takes off the FSW Championship – revealing a belt around with PokéBalls on them beneath it – and bounces over to the ropes opposite. Stepping one foot on the bottom rope while stepping the other on the middle rope she lifts her Championship it up in the air to a loud ovation.
Hanks: Safe to say that Michigan is behind the Purple Haired Dynamo.
FBI: Of course they cheer when a girl takes her clothes off.
Just as Hatchet Gully and Otaki are in the ring psyching themselves for their match, they are interrupted by the Dropkick Murphys "It's A Long Way To The Top". Vegas Lawson steps out onto the rampway in a pair of designer jeans, t-shirt, and special designer sunglasses. The music quickly stops at Lawson grabs a microphone from his back pocket.
Vegas Lawson: Don't worry guys, I'm not here to disrupt your match. God knows, I'm not even dressed to be here.
The fans begin to boo as Lawson continues.
Vegas Lawson: In fact, I'm here to wish you both luck on tonight's match and I know that you are going to give these fans even more than what they deserve.
The boos get even louder.
Vegas Lawson: I just want you both to know that it seems like I've been caught up in every damn little triangle you guys have had these last two months. All but facing either of you one on one. Heaven knows that I could have beat both of you in Austria if Stephen Kingston hadn't gotten in my way. So I'm going to just say that I hope you guys end your little cat and mouse game with that belt tonight, but whoever wins it, keep is good and shiny for me because I'm gunning for it. AND...when the time comes for either of you to face me one on one, it's over for you and that coffee can around your waist, it'll be mine.
On that note Vegas just nods toward Otaki and Hatchet Gully in the ring, puts the microphone back in his pocket and exits the rampway area.
DING! DING! DING!
The two wrestlers start the match with a collar elbow tie up. Gully overpowering Otaki and backing her into the corner. Referee John Dean calls for a clean break but Gully quickly knocks her back into the turnbuckle with a series of european uppercuts. He takes a few steps back and comes in for a clothesline. Otaki rolls out of the way, bounces off the ropes and hits Gully with a running forearm smash. Gully falls back into the turnbuckles and Otaki starts firing off a serious of european uppercuts of her own.
She goes for an irish whip, but Gully reserves it and sends her into thc corner. He quickly follows with a running clothesline, dropping Otaki to the mat. Gully stomps down on the back of Otaki and pulls her up. He whips Otaki into the ropes and she comes back into his arms. He plants her into the mat with a spinebuster and goes for the cover.
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Gully pulls Otaki back to her feet and whips her into the ropes. She comes back off the ropes, ducking under a clothesline and returning with a spinning heel kick. Gully's face ricochets off Otaki's boot, dropping him to the mat. She runs and bounces off the ropes into a flying knee drop. Gully moves out of the way and leaves Otaki down on one knee. He quickly bounces off the ropes and drills Otaki in the chest with a running knee. He pulls her off the mat and picks her into a high vertical suplex. Otaki comes crashing down onto the mat and Gully makes a cover.
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Mystery Man: Hatchet is off to a fast start. He's trying to put the champion away early.
FBI: That's his gameplan. Once the bell sounds, Gully goes full speed ahead.
Hatchet grabs Otaki's legs and goes to wrap her into the stretch plum but she locks them around his neck and pulls Gully into a triangle choke. Gully drops to one knee as Otaki squeezes the air out of him. Gully fights to put all of his weight on Otaki, forcing her shoulders to the mat for a pin.
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FBI: See how he turned that bad predicament in his favor?
Otaki releases her chokehold on Gully and gets back to her feet. She begins to stomp on the chest of Gully while he's gasping for air.
Otaki runs and bounces off the ropes, returning with a double foot stomp on the chest of Gully. She drops down and makes the pin.
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Gully slowly recovers, holding his chest and getting back to his feet. Otaki runs toward the ropes, springboards and drills Gully in the chest with a diving high knee. He falls to the mat and Otaki goes for the cover.
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Hanks: Gully's chest looks like it's on fire.
FBI: This was not part of the gameplan.
Otaki quickly to her feet and pulls Gully toward the corner with her. She grabs ahold of Gully and drops him face first into the middle turnbuckle with a reverse STO. Otaki kips up to her feet and looks extremely pleased. She showboats for the crowd and rolls Gully away from the corner.
Otaki climbs up the top turnbuckle and stands up, holding her arms up into the air. Gully pushes himself off the mat and quickly jumps on the middle turnbuckle, eye raking Otaki. He punches her in the gut and hooks Otaki's arm over his head. Gully lifts Otaki up and both wrestlers fall back into the ring with a superplex.
Mystery Man: Questionable methods but Gully takes full advantage.
FBI: We all love a good superplex.
Gully climbs back to his feet, still holding his chest in pain. He points to the turnbuckle and makes his way to the top.
Gully leaps into a Ninja Splash that connects with nothing but the mat. Otaki rolls out of the way and jumps back to her feet. A grin appears on the champion's face and she points to her head, looking very pleased.
Hanks: The champion lured him into that one.
Hatchet rolls to his side, showing the effects from the missed frog splash. Otaki rolls him over and starts stomping him right in the chest. She takes a few steps back, bounces off the ropes and hits a jumping knee drop. Gully holds his chest in pain and rolls out of the ring.
Mystery Man: Those shots Hatchet is taking are no joke.
Hanks: And it's really starting showing its effects. I thought Gully's chest looked bad before.
Otaki does the Recoome pose in the middle of the ring as Gully pulls himself off the outside floor. Otaki bounces off the ropes and comes straight at Gully with a baseball slide, hitting him in the chest and sending him back into the barricade.
The Emo Princess admires her work before knocking Gully back into the barricade with a running arched big boot to the face.
Gully falls to his knees, holding himself up with the barricade. Otaki peels him off and rolls him into the ring. Otaki slides in and sits on the chest of Gully for the pin.
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FBI: Don't count the hatchet out yet.
Hanks: Sign of disrespect with the pin there. I hope she doesn't think it's over already.
Mystery Man: From what I've seen, Otaki likes to play to the crowd. She is the champion.
Gully shoves Otaki off of him and slowly climbs to his feet. Otaki hits him right in the chest with an open hand slap. Gully drops to one knee and Otaki drills him with a right hand. She goes for a second punch but Gully blocks it and counters with an eye rake.
Gully leaps into Otaki and pulls her back down to the mat with a jumping complete shot. Otaki's head bounces off the mat and both wrestlers stay down.
Hatchet uses the ropes to pull himself up while Otaki collects herself. Gully motions for Otaki to stand and rushes in as she gets to her feet. Gully drops Otaki to the mat with a spinning back fist. He makes the cover.
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Mystery Man: KTFO!
FBI: Get the fuck outta here. How'd she kick out from that?
Gully sits up and holds his arms up in shock. He looks at referee John Dean, who shakes his head and signals the two count. Gully pulls Otaki to her feet and begins to unleash a combo of punches to her head and midsection. He pushes her to the ropes and whips her across the ring. Gully ducks down for a back body drop but Otaki catches him with a Shoryuken that knocks Gully back into the ropes.
Otaki runs back across the ring, bounces off the ropes and returns with a running butt bump that misses. Gully drops to the mat and pulls the top rope with him, sending Otaki to the outside floor.
Gully gets in the face of referee John Dean, asking for an explaination for the last pinfall.
Ashley Quid circles around the ring and runs toward Otaki, slamming her head off the steel steps.
Mystery Man: Ashley Quid making her presence known in this title match.
FBI: She should knock some sense into that ref as well.
Ashley skips away as Gully rolls out of the ring and lifts Otaki off the steel steps. He drops her face first back on the steps and Otaki bounces off, falling to the floor.
Gully pulls Otaki off the floor and rolls her back into the ring. Hatchet climbs onto the apron and makes his way to the top turnbuckle. He leaps toward Otaki and smashes ontop of her with the Ninja Splash. Gully rolls across the ring and stays down on the mat holding his chest.
Mystery Man: Gully needs to make the pin. This could be over!
Hanks: Looks like he's in just as much pain as she is.
He crawls over to Otaki and drapes one arm over her for the pin.
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Hatchet winces in pain as he looks over to the referee and demands a faster count. He slides back over Otaki, this time holding her down for the pin.
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Hanks: Gully looks frustrated, Otaki's not done yet.
Gully pounds the mat and pulls Otaki back to her feet. He goes for an irish whip but gets reserved and sent into the ropes. He runs back into a jumping butt bump, followed by a dropkick that sends him into the turnbuckles. Otaki rushes the corner and hits Gully with a jumping running butt bump that drops him to the mat. Otaki rolls him over and makes the pin.
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Mystery Man: Otaki trying to turn it around. She surprised Gully with that one.
Hanks: We're getting into those championship rounds.
Otaki drops down behind Gully and puts him in a dragon sleeper. She pushes down on the back of his head while Gully struggles to his feet. Otaki wraps her legs in body scissors and Gully falls back to the mat.
Ashley Quid quickly jumps on the apron and gains the attention of referee John Dean. Otaki notices Quid on the apron and releases the hold. She goes over and the two ladies begin to argue. Otaki turns back around and quickly dodges a running knee from Gully who catches Ashley on the apron and sends her crashing to the floor. Otaki runs up behind him and pulls him back to the mat with the Grand Finale. Otaki makes the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Mystery Man: And Otaki retains the FSW Title!
Hanks: Not without a lot of resistance from Gully and Ashley Quid.
FBI: It was a great match and Otaki survived. She deserves to be champion.
Mystery Man: I have a feeling this is far from over between these two .. coming up next is the International Championship
The scene opens up backstage where we catch our first glimpse of ...
Victor Price walks the halls with an angry look on his face. As he turns the corner nearest Drakes dressing room, security step in and prevent Victor from moving forward
Guard: You know you aren't supposed to be anywhere near Drake or the Main Event Mr Price .. we can't allow you in
Victor: That's the way we are going to play it hey? That's fine
Victor viciously attacks both guards, knocking them both out
Victor: We need better security
Victor then kicks open the dressing room door only for it to be empty .. a note is taped to the wall
"NOBODY HOME"
Victor rips it off the wall, crumples it up and tosses it to the floor
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
Andrew Jackson VS Catharsis
VS Emma Louise VS Amis Shelton (C)
Mystery Man: In our next event the EWC International Championship belt is on the line or rather on the hook hanging from the ceiling of the Michigan Stadium. Reigning champion Amis FN Shelton will have to defend his title against three opponents in a four-way ladder match.
The camera pans over to the ring where the final preparations for the match are being completed. Amis Shelton is nowhere to be seen but his belt is already there dangling from a rope about fifteen feet above the middle of the ring. Three folded ladders are laid out just outside the squared circle, one on each side except for the side closest to the entrance ramp.
The camera turns back to the commentator table.
FBI: Shelton´s screwed. He has to bring his best game if he wants to defend against Andrew Jackson, Emma Louise and Catharsis. But if he brings his best game now he will be Drake´s bitch later.
Hanks: Agreed. And if he conserves this strength for the ladder match it´s almost certain he will lose his belt, trading it in for a slightly improved chance to beat Drake. Something that I think is unlikely to begin with.
Mystery Man: Seems that is what you get when you play politics with the Brawl GM. You snatch defeat from the jaws of Victor.
Hanks: I heard people call him Landslide Victor. Double duty could get Shelton buried under that landslide.
FBI: Shelton has that phenomenal chance to unite both the International and the EWC Undisputed Championship. This is unheard of so far. You have to risk something big for this once-in-a-lifetime chance. You just can´t dish such chances out like candy. Vic Price understood that.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is a ladder match for the EWC International Championship title. The one who climbs the ladder and gets the belt is the winner. Introducing first from North Carolina… weighting in at 190 lbs…the patriot … ANDREWWWWW JACKSONNNNNN!!!
“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.
Mystery Man: And here comes a guy who must have a Déjà vu right now. Jackson was already gunning for the International strap in a ladders match once. Only last time it was only Catharsis in the ring with him.
FBI: Jackson´s as red-white-and-blue as a bald eagle but he has shown some impressive action the last two months, great improvement to the past. Let´s see how badass he really is.
Hanks: He surely has the heart and spirit to win here.
Nina Dobrev: And the second competitor … weighting in at 210 pounds, from Chicago Illinois … the former International Champion … CATHARSISSSSS!!!
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 to face the four-way challenge.
Mystery Man: I wonder if Nina realized how much that FORMER must have stung.
FBI: Rumor has it she´s a fan of Andrew Jackson…. Anyway here´s the second half of the déjà vu team.
Hanks: Nina surely has better taste than be a fan of Amis Shelton.
Nina Dobrev: The third competitor … from Los Santos via London UK … always beautiful and very dangerous … EMMMAAAAA LOUISEEEEEE!!!
"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Mystery Man: Emma´s coming here from a couple of losses against Valora Thomas. She´s surely all pumped to make the most out of this title shot.
FBI: That makes her only one of four.
Hanks: Emma may be sort of an underdog here but she has proven that she can hang on to a fight like a pitbull.
Nina Dobrev: And finally … from Springfield Illinois … the reigning EWC International Champion … AMISSSS SHELTONNNNNNN!!!
The lights in the arena dim, causing the fans in the arena to murmur amongst themselves.. The murmurs cease when the beginning of Killswitch Engage's 'End of Heartache' hits the speakers.
"Seek me, call me.
I'll be waiting..."
As the scream kicks in, Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos from the capacity crowd! The boos are met with a look of disdain from Amis as he nonchalantly strolls down the ramp towards the ring.
Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more boos from the fans. Amis throws out insults to the crowd members before climbing off the turnbuckle and warming up on the spot.
Mystery Man: Looks pretty relaxed considering what is at stake for him.
FBI: Shelton´s a professional.
Hanks: Or he is a better actor than dad and me put together.
The referee calls all for combatants to the middle of the ring and explains the rules of the match once more before the action finally starts.
DING DING DING!!!
At the sound of the bell Andrew Jackson immediately goes for Amis Shelton but the current Intercontinental Champion wants nothing of that, evades Jackson and slingshots himself from the ropes to spear Emma Louise. Maybe Shelton thinks he got the lesser opponent now but Emma is in no mood to prove him right. She literally takes the bull by the horns, jumps onto Shelton to catch him in a headlock and takes him down with a DDT that is so much worse because it uses his own momentum.
Catharsis in the meantime is no slouch. His Backstabber blindsides Jackson and Catharsis follows through with a Texas Cloverleaf.Jackson´s face distorts in pain. HE is too far from the ropes to make contact and Catharsis really cranks down on his spine, going for maximum damage.
Help comes from an unlikely source. With Emma rolling out of the ring to grab a ladder, Amis Shelton struggles back to his feet. While still a bit dizzy from his own bombed attack he is awake enough to nail a Running Enzuigiri on Catharsis while the former champ still has his hands full, literally.
Jackson rolls away and tries to get up only to eat his own Enzuigiri that knocks him back down. Shelton dishes out a Shining Wizard into Catharsis´ face before he turns and looks at Emma Louise who is heaving the first ladder into the ring.
Emma looks back at him, leaves the still folded ladder on the apron, flips off Shelton and runs to the nearest corner to dive through the ropes there.
Mystery Man: And there is Amis Shelton hoping someone would fetch him a ladder.
Hanks: No such luck.
FBI: Did the redhead just give him the finger? She should be DQ´d for disorderly conduct.
Back in the ring Catharsis and Jackson have their own ideas about bad behavior. They double team Shelton with a Spine Buster before they start to slug it out among themselves with fists, knees and elbows.
Shelton rolls away, snatches the ladder and uses it while its still unfolded to run down both Caharsis and Jackson. He drops the ladder hard on both men´s heads and backs and then fires a side kick into Emma´s gut when she tries to attack him from behind. The expatriate Brit literally impales herself on that kick.
The Dream Eater unfolds the ladder now and quickly climbs upward.
Once again Catharsis and Jackson prove that they make a good team when their own best interest is at stake. Still groggy from the hits they took each wrestler struggles into a sitting position, reaches for one side of the ladder and starts to topple it over. Almost able to reach the belt Amis has no choice but to jump down before he´s taken down, relying on the ropes to break his fall from seven feet height.
Now Emma bolts in again, performing a quick Twist of Hate on Catharsis and a Spin Kick on Jackson before Shelton wipes her off her feet with a Spear. He lifts Emma up into a German Release Suplex before turning his attention back to the other wrestlers in the ring. Both Jackson and Catharsis are shaken and stirred and Shelton uses that to his advantage.
He performs the Go to Sleep with a subsequent kick to the head first on Catharsis then on Jackson only to start with Catharsis again.
Mystery Man: Shelton on the roll determined to take out the competition.
FBI: Of course. What else would you do? His FN career and life are on the line tonight.
Hanks: Judging by that brutal attack he´s well aware of it.
FBI: You call it brutal. I call it business.
Having nailed his attack on both Catharsis and Jackson twice, Amis Shelton gets hit into the lower back by the ladder that Emma uses as a battering ram now. She hits him again into the back of his head for good measure and seeing all three opponents out unfolds the Ladder to make her own climb for the belt.
She quickly ascends, reaching out … the belt is almost there to grab ….
WHAM!!!!
Either too tough or too desperate to give up Amis Shelton has somehow made it back into the vertical and ran into the ladder shoulder first, knocking it down along with Emma Louise. She falls and slams face first into the canvas, her fall only slightly cushioned by the fact that she collided with Shelton´s back on her way down.
Mystery Man: OUCH!
FBI: Now that´s a fight I´m beginning to like.
Hanks: It seems all four combatants have knocked each other out.
Indeed it is an eerie scene.
The fans start to chant…
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
… while inside the ring no one except the ref moves. The referee starts to check on all four wrestlers if they are in any shape to continue.
Andrew Jackson is the first one to come around.
Slowly, awkwardly he rolls out of the ring, almost slips before he gets to his feet and staggers towards another ladder.
Hanks: Why is he doing that? He should go for the belt while the others are down.
FBI: That can happen if you take one blow too much to the head. You can´t think straight anymore.
Mystery Man: Or he knows he´s in no condition to go up in the air and wants to make the best out of his down time.
Jackson in the meantime picks up a ladder seemingly oblivious tot eh fact that tehr ef starts to count him out. He struggles visibly but finally manages to push the ladder into the ring and manages to claw his own way back in just before the count reaches ten.
The other ones are stirring as well.
Amis Shelton comes up, resting on his knees for a moment only to go down when a sluggish stomp from Emma Louise connects with his face.
Catharsis is up on one knee and his hands as well, staring blankly at Andrew Jackson and the hardware lying around in the ring. Catharsis attacks Jackson with a Dream Shatterer but he is not at one-hundred percent again so Jackson manages to reverse the maneuver into a rather weak German Suplex that leaves both men down on the mat again.
Shelton makes another attempt at the ladder, gets it unfolded and raised up just before Emma Louise sweeps his legs away from under him.
All four wrestlers have taken heavy bumps already. All four will be popping pain killers like Pez candy later. And all for go for the ladder at the same time like someone had given a secret signal.
Mystery Man: These guys are trying to end it while they still can.
FBI: Trust me, the best part is still to come.
Catharsis and Jackson punch and kick each other for a chance to climb towards the belt first until they finally end up frozen in an collar-and-elbow lock. On the other side of the ladder Shelton has bearhugs the living daylights out of Emma while his own neck is trapped in her HLA and Emma pours everything she has into the hold.
Emma releases Shelton to stop him only to get thrown across the ring. With a scream Shelton rushes for the ladder. He pushes it over but Jackson is already airborne … flying upwards in a daredevil jump… reaching for the belt .. catching it …making the holding mechanism screech when it has to break his fall…
Jackson hangs in midair, desperately clutching to both the championship belt and the steel cable that suspends it above the ground. Underneath him Amis Shelton lets out a scream of frustration.
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: And the winner of this contest by reaching the belt is … the red-white-and-blue new International Champion …. ANDREWWWWW JACKSONNNNNN!!!
Mystery Man: He did it! The second time around Jackson did it and grabbed the strap, beating not only the current holder but a former holder of the title as well.
FBI: And Amis Shelton is in the shit. Not only did he lose his title, he also wore himself out in a hard match. That makes him more of a victim than a competitor against Ashton Drake.
Hanks: If you ask Drake he was never something else.
Mystery Man: Amis Shelton´s future is to be decided later. Jackson is the new champ, he is the new standard others will be measured against. And he is the new target. What a moment for Jackson! We will be back for more white-hot action after this…
Victor: What in the holy shit did I just watch?
Victor yells at Amis as Amis comes down the hall after his match
Amis: I absolutely do not need this shit right now
Victor: You don't need? I decide what you need and when you need it
Amis: Vic, I'm serious .. get the fuck out of my face, I'm not in the mood for this shit
Victor: Well you better get in the mood. What I saw out there was some bullshit. You didn't even look like you tried. You better get your shit together, collect yourself .. and get the fuck back out there and end Drake
Amis: I'm here to win the Undisputed Championship .. that's the fucking goal
Victor: I don't give a shit about your goals .. your mission is to make sure Drake is out of a job. I don't give a fuck how. I can't even look at you right now. You disgust me
UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
CAGE OF DOOM MATCH
Toni Gunn VS Griffin Hawkins (C)
Mystery Man: Alright then time for the United States Champion.
FBI: Griffin Hawkins takes on someone who already has a one on one win over him in Toni Gunn.
Colin Hanks: This time it is inside the Cage of Doom. A Steel Cage surrounds the ring in each corner turnbuckle a box with a weapon of some sort. The two competitors also bring a weapon of choice to the ring!
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall is the special Cage of Doom Match for the EWC United States Championship!!!!!
The lights go out and the remixed sound of ‘Kill V. Maim’ by Grimes fills the arena.
Nina Dobrev Introducing first
As soon as the beat kicks in, the lights go back up to reveal Toni Gunn stood on the stage, The Kray Twins either side of her. They are bathed in a red spotlight, and Toni’s signature brass knuckles can be seen on her fists. Her half of the tag team titles is hanging from her belt, resting against her side and almost covered by her tattered red plaid button-up.
Nina Dobrev From North Yorkshire, England, accompanied by Ricki and Rebecca Kray. She is one half of the EWC World Tag Team Champions…Toni Gunn!
Toni makes her way down the ramp, a prominent smirk on her face as she glares at the crowd and makes sure to get in the face of one or two audience members, showing more aggression than her usual cockiness. The Krays follow close behind, giving the crowd their own holier-than-thou glances.
After reaching the bottom of the ramp and gesturing at her championship belt – just to make sure everyone knows who she is – Toni slides under the bottom rope and goes to her corner. The Krays stay at ringside as Toni kisses both brass knuckles before flipping off everyone in the vicinity (referee included) and reluctantly removing the knuckledusters. She soaks in the ‘appreciation’ from the fans one last time, taking off her shirt and spitting on it before tossing it at an unfortunate section of the crowd. Finally, she unhooks her title from her belt and hands it over to the official. She tunes the crowd out and eyes everyone in the ring, cracking her knuckles and waiting for the bell to ring.
The lights suddenly go down
Nina Dobrev: And her opponent from Windsor, Ontario, Canada weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven Pounds he is the EWC United States Chamopion ...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 and gets in the ring.
He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.
DING DING DING!!!
The bell is called for and our United States Championship Cage of Doom Match is underway! The two look at what the other person brought to the ring with them. Toni with her brass knuckles firmly on and Griffin wielding his guitar like some sort of hero. Toni begins to laugh as Griffin looks puzzled. Toni points at the guitar of Griffin before starting to a Jeff Jarrett style strut. Griffin with a look of white hot rage yells at Toni calling her "slap nuts" before swinging at her head with a guitar shot that she easily is able to dodge. Griffin turns around and Toni stomps on his foot causing him to drop the guitar. Toni goes to uppercut Griffin with the brass knuckles, but Griffin is able to move out of the way. Toni turns around and Griffin goes for The Shot in the Dark, but Toni drops to the mat to prevent the move from connecting. Griffin off the ropes and Toni goes to take off his head with a punch, but Griffin ducks under. Griffin maneuvers around Toni before taking her to the mat locking in The Whammy Bar, but Toni is able to free herself.
Toni up and looks to find that the brass knuckles are off her hand. The brass knuckles lie on the mat a moment before both competitors rush over to pick them up. The two trade shots for a moment before Toni pushes Griffin back. Toni gets the brass knuckles on her hand, but right after Griffin stomps on both her hands.
Toni screams in pain as Griffin backs up a bit before kicking her in the face. Toni is up slowly and gets met with a gut shot before Griffin goes for the Number One Stunner, but Toni is able to block. Toni with a shot that rocks the rocker champion before going for the Concussion Driver, but Griffin is able to fight his way out. Both up and Griffin goes to whip Toni to the ropes, but she reverses. Toni comes back going for a sunset flip, but Griffin rolls through and connects with dropkick to the face of Toni Gunn!
Mystery Man: Griffin Hawkins taking it to his challenger here tonight. I am not totally sure that his anger is out of knowing that Toni Gunn has beat him before or that she compared him to Jeff Jarrett.
FBI: Griffin Hawkins should not be angry that he was compared to Jeff Jarrett. Jeff was one of the greatest United States Champions in WCW history. Being compared to him is an honor and a privilege in my opinion.
Colin Hanks: Well your opinion sucks almost as much as good old Double J does sir. Griffin knows to be on top of his game tonight guys.
FBI : He sure as hell does, because the woman he is taking on has a win over him in a non title match. She may very well have his number. I mean other than Drake and Toni Gunn no one can really say they have beaten Griffin Hawkins in 2017.
Griffin goes over to a corner grabbing a box and opening it up to find.......a signed, framed picture of Michael Saint!
FBI: The sexiest weapon alive?
Mystery Man: Oh good lord.
Colin Hanks: Well at least we know what weapon the FNR GM put in this match.
Griffin shows the picture to the crowd who give it a resounding round of booing. Griffin flips off the picture and when Toni is up he cracks her in the head with it. The frame and glass shatter upon impact leaving Toni Gunn lying on the mat bleeding.
Colin Hanks: That is a something we are always used to seeing. Michael Saint hits on a lady then under mysterious circumstances she ends up lying unconscious somewhere bleeding.
FBI: Hey that is uncalled for I think...
Mystery Man: I think it is in reference to the dead hookers that Kid Cannabis used to take care of.
Griffin covers!
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kickout by Toni Gunn!
Griffin stalks Toni as she gets up. Toni is on her hands and knees as Griffin goes for The Shot in the Dark, but Toni is able to duck and when Griffin's leg goes over her head she connects with a low blow! Griffin's eyes go crossed as he falls to the mat in a heap holding onto his manly parts! The bloody Toni stands up and before grabbing the legs of Griffin. Toni spreads his legs before stomping his crotch. A second time! A third time! The ref comes over and Toni tells him she was stomping Griffin's stomach, which she most definitely was not! Toni goes over grabbing her brass knuckles before putting them on. Toni is back over to Griffin and smiles grabbing his legs. Toni rears back and low blow with the brass knuckles! Toni tosses the brass knuckles out of the cage before covering
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!
Toni does not let Griffin up just mounting him. Toni starts to repeatedly headbutting Griffin causing the cut on her head to open up more. Toni with another cover
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!
Toni goes to a corner and takes a middle turnbuckle pad off. Toni turns around into a Griffin who grabs her before giving her a Master Exploder Suplex! Both up and Griffin with a series of shots. Griffin goes for Saigon Kick, but Toni is able to dodge. Griffin up and Toni gives him A Lobotomy into the exposed middle turnbuckle busting him open!!!! Cover again
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!
Toni with a few stomps to Griffin to keep him down as she gets to another corner. Toni opens the box to reveal a toaster. The crowd goes wild, but Toni just looks confused.
Mystery Man : Wow really?
FBI: The single most dangerous weapon in EWC history has once again reared its ugly head, but Toni seems unsure of what to do.
Colin Hanks: Well here is a hint. Do what other before you have done. THROW THE DAMN THING AT HIM!
Toni stalks Griffin. Griffin up and Toni charges at him with a toaster, but he dodges the shot. Toni turns around into an elbow causing her to drop the toaster. Griffin with a gut shot before piledriving Toni onto the toaster! Cover!
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kickout by Toni Gunn!
Mystery Man: Well that is not the normal use for that specific weapon, but by god it is just as useful as throwing it.
Colin Hanks: Hell it is probably much more useful than throwing it. Toni Gunn needs to be given some major props here, because she just got piledriven onto a fucking toaster and still managed to kick out of it!
FBI: Alright I am addressing the elephant in the room since no one else is. How in the hell is Griffin Hawkins even able to walk right now. He was punched or stomped in his most personal of spots and hell one time was with a pair of brass knuckles.
Mystery Man: Honestly? I am trying not to think about it.
Colin Hanks: Same here, because just you mentioning it makes my own balls hurt.
Both are up and Griffin scoops up Toni for The Glam Slam, but Toni gets out. Toni has Griffin from behind and rolls him up
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins. Both up again. Toni whips Griffin to a corner, but when she charges in Griffin gets a boot to her face. Griffin mounts the middle rope and when Toni turns around she gets The Shoryuken from Griffin! Griffin does not cover, but instead picks up Toni throwing her into the cage. Toni flies back and Griffin covers
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kickout by Toni Gunn.
Griffin up first and goes to a corner opening a box, but only finds a picture of a chair. A ref gets under the ring and throws a chair into the ring. Griffin grabs the chair and goes over to Toni. Griffin has the chair overhead, but Toni kicks Griffin between the legs again! Toni covers
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!
Both up and Toni has the chair. Toni swings at Griffin who ducks under. Toni turns around Shot in the Dark sending he chair into the face of Toni!!!! Griffin covers!
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kickout by Toni Gunn!!!
Griffin can't believe it! Griffin goes up top not seeing Toni is up. Griffin gets crotched on the turnbuckle. Toni sets up Griffin before putting the chair on his chest/stomach area. Toni goes up and hits a Disembowler sending he chair into the body of Griffin!!!!!!! Toni rolls over Griffin and covers!
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kickout by Griffin Hawkins!!!
FBI: Well crap.
Colin Hanks: What do these two have to do to win this match?
Mystery Man: At this point who knows?
Toni gets Griffin set up for The Concussion Driver, but Griffin is able to fight out. Griffin goes for a Shot in the Dark, but Toni ducks under it. Toni goes for a shot that misses Griffin moves before grabbing the guitar he brought to the match. Toni turns around and Griffin with a gut shot to Toni using the guitar. Toni is doubled over and Griffin breaks his guitar over her back!
Colin Hanks: That looks like it hurt.
FBI: Oh yeah a lot. I mean unlike some people who hit people with guitars that was not accoustic that was a damn electric guitar.
Mystery Man: And he broke it over her back. God that was brutal.
Griffin goes to the last corner opening the box to reveal a picture of a table. Two refs get under the ring before opening the cage door and sliding a table into the ring. Griffin props the table up in a corner as Toni gets up.
Griffin goes to whip Toni into the table, but she stops short. Toni turns around dodging The Shot in the Dark before hitting a Superkick of her own !!!!!!!!!!!
Toni slowly gets to her feet not covering. Toni sets the table up before putting Griffin on it.
Toni goes to the top turnbuckle, but stops. Toni looks down at the Griffin before smiling. Toni continues her climb going the top of the cage.
Toni leaps off the cage and FLYING DOUBLE STOMP OFF THE CAGE THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!
Toni puts an arm over Griffin
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DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner and NEW EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION TONI GUNN!!!!!Mystery Man: New champion!
FBI: Toni with an awesome win!
Colin Hanks: She accomplished something that I did not think would ever be done. I half expected Griffin Hawkins to be United States Champion until he won the EWC Title forcing him to vacate it. Color me shocked here.
The cage rises while Toni gloats in the ring with her newly-won United States Championship, shouting at the disapproving fans.
Meanwhile, Ace King is watching the celebrations intently on a monitor.
The crowd chants his name as he looks down at the United States Championship briefcase in his hand, then back at the screen, then down at the briefcase again. He quickly goes to head for the entrance, but a tattooed hand presses against his chest.
Ace, looking puzzled, tilts his head to the side while looking down at the hand. The camera zooms out, and the crowd cheers heavily once they see who the hand belongs to.
Shelley Silver: As perfect it would be, you’re better than this.
Slightly stunned, Ace takes one look down at the briefcase, then back to Shelley. Ace sighs, then nods.
Ace King: I guess you’re right. She’ll get hers soon enough.
Shelley chuckled, hearing the cheers for her surprise return mixed with the jeers for Toni beating Griffin for the United States Championship. She placed a kiss on Ace’s lips with a grin before pulling away to look at the monitor with disgust.
Shelley Silver: Besides, that title is nothing without my name attached to it.
Ace quickly cocks an eyebrow as he looks at Shelley, then down at his briefcase before nodding in approval as the feed goes back to ringside.
Mystery Man: Wow, Ace King almost cashed in his MITB right here!
Hanks: That would have been fun to see .. but that day will come soon enough .. we have more Scars & Stripes action coming up!
The scene opens up backstage with Eddie Crank walking down the hall about to come down the ramp for his X-Division Championship defense
As Eddie turns the corner, he is met by Victor Price
Eddie: Ye got a lotta nerve standing there before me match .. what in the fook'n hell do ye want?
Victor: Look Eddie, you and I don't see eye to eye .. but genuinely I wanted to wish you good luck tonight. Keep that belt on Brawl where it belongs ..
Eddie: Get the fook out of my face before I knock ye teeth out
Victor: I'll let that pass for tonight Eddie ..
Eddie sticks the middle finger up at Victor as Victor just smiles and nods .. biting his tongue
X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
INTER-BRAND TRIPLE THREAT - ANYTHING GOES MATCH
Mark Storm VS Ace King VS Eddie Crank (C)
Colin Hanks: We are almost at the Main Event, just one match separating them!!
FBI: Oh great, that means I have to sit out another match with the two of you???
Mystery Man: And what a match it is!! A triple threat inter brand match for the X-Division championship!! Who will walk out with the gold?? Two members of Friday Night?? Or the champion from Monday Night??
FBI: Who cares?? It isn’t like the world evolves around me??
Colin Hanks: It doesn’t???
FBI: Okay, it does. But shh!!
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, this is a special Interbrand Triple threat ANYTHING GOES MATCH!! And this match is for the X-Division championship belt!!!
Short Change Hero by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;
YOUR HERO, AND MINE
A massive pop ensues as emerging from the back is the self proclaimed "Prince of CHAOS", Mark Storm; who keeps himself composed as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the energy that the audience are giving him as they applaud and cheer.
Nina Dobrev: From New York, Brooklyn.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty pounds - Your Hero, and Mine.. Representing Friday Night Rampage! MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM
He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, with a leather coat completing his attire as he comes down the entrance ramp.
This ain't no place for no hero.
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call "home."
This ain't no place for no better man.
This ain't no place for no hero
To call "home."
At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring.
Taking off his leather coat, he hands it to the ring announcer before walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through (insert arena name here). As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and white spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Nina Dobrev: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds... Representing Friday Night Rampage!! He is THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King emerges through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation. 'The Gambler' stays for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and walking to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with red pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and getting his game face on while awaiting his opponent.
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.
Nina Dobrev: And their opponent!! Standing in at 5’11 and weighing in at 165 pounds of glory!! Hailing from Dublin, Ireland!! He is the X-Division champion Representing Monday Night Brawl!! Eddie Crank!!!
Colin Hanks: This is going to be interesting as this is an everything goes triple threat match
Mystery Man: Normally spoken under triple threat rules there is no disqualification, but this time these men are even licensed to maim!!
FBI: I’m curious who of these goody goody tissues will break a rule. I’m sure the champ won’t!!
DING! DING! DING!
The bell has rang as all three men stare at each other in the ring, the referee in the middle of the ring tells them to fight before walking towards a neutral corner and watches what will happen next. The two members of Friday Night Rampage look at each other before turning their attention to the champion and both men charge in on him. The two aim to grab him as Crank ducks and sidesteps before delivering heavy kicks to the legs of Storm before delivering a few bodyshots to the ribs. Only to be stopped by Ace King, who grabs him by the arms and holds him for Storm so that he can retaliate.
Mystery Man: Wise decision from both men of the Friday brand to double team the champion, so that they could fight it out amongst each other
FBI: It’s only smart if it works Mystery Man, damn don’t you ever pay attention??
Storm sees the grip that Ace has on Crank and grins before executing a spin kick in the midsection of the champion. Causing him to gasp for air as King delivers a German overhead released suplex that sends the champion crashing down to the canvas hard. The replay of the move shows that the champion’s head bounces off the canvas before he holds his head in pain. King high fives Storm as he then turns his attention back to Crank, grabbing him by the left leg and wraps him in a single leg boston crab submission hold. Trying to cause more damage to the ribs of the champion as he went through a kick and the suplex. Only to see Mark Storm charge in on him from the ropes with a running big boot to the face.
FBI: So much for the team work!!
Storm grabs King and whips him to the outside, he then follows him to the outside where he grabs the head of King and bashes him into the steel security railing that is on the outside. Causing King to bounce off the security railing and hits his back on the concrete floor and holds his head in pain. Storm turns around and grabs the head of King before driving series of forearm strikes into the face of his fellow brand member before being stopped as Crank delivers a suicide dive through the middle and top rope and takes Storm as he sends him into the security railing. Crank gets to his feet and feels the adrenaline rush through his body as he screams out in total excitement, causing the fans to react to him. He grabs Storm by the head and tosses him to the outside into the crowd before turning his attention to King. There he grabs him and delivers some heavy kicks to the midsection before grabbing him and setting him up for a Snap Suplex on the concrete floor. This causes King to sit up in agonizing pain while gasping for oxygen. Crank puts him back on the concrete floor and covers him for the three count as the referee jumps to the outside and starts to count.
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A kick out from King causes the match to continue as Crank grabs him by the head and lifts him up to his feet, setting him up for an Irish Whip into the steel steps. But he gets reversed by King as that sends the champion knees first into the steel steps, causing the top part of the steps to bounce off the bottom part with a loud thud. King feels his ribs for a few moments before grabbing Crank and pulls him away from the steel steps and then delivers a Snap Suplex. Causing Cranks legs to hit the steel step hard as he holds on to the legs in pain. King sees this and chuckles before walking over to the painful legs and sets Crank up for a Texas Cloverleaf on top of the bottom part of the steel steps. The referee is checking on Crank whether he wishes to submit to the pain, but the champion screams no as King sits down even further. In the meantime we see Storm hopping on the security railing and jumps forward towards Ace King from behind and delivers a Springboard Bulldog Headlock to the concrete floor as the impact of the blow causes King to let go off the champion. Whose legs hit the steel steps, causing him to roll around in pain.
Colin Hanks: I have a feeling that the champion may need medical attention.
FBI: SUCK IT UP!! This is the X division!! Not for pansies.
Storm gets to his feet, sees the carnage and immediately grabs King and rolls him in the ring. He grabs a steel chair and throws it in the ring as he slides in the ring as well. He grabs the chair as he sees King slowly rise to his feet.
FBI: Will it happen? The first foreign object used intentionally??
King turns around and catches the chair that Storm throws at him before delivering a dropkick to the chair as it hits King in the face. Storm immediately goes for the cover as the referee starts to count.
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A kick out from King at the final second, Storm looks up at the referee who shows him the count of two before turning his attention back to King. He grabs him by the head and whips him in the ropes, there he catches him coming off the ropes with a big time Spinebuster and goes for the cover again.
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Again a kick out from King, causing Storm to look around in shock. He grabs King by the arm and lifts him up to his feet, pushes him away while holding on to the arm and then goes for his patented short arm clothesline.
Mystery Man: Storm Strike!!
Colin Hanks: No!! King counters!!!
King ducks the clothesline and executes a reverse neckbreaker by using the momentum of Storm against him. Both men are exhausted in the ring as the referee checks on them as well as on Crank who is still on the outside. But slowly and surely starting to move as he is holding on to the ring apron, while having issues standing on one leg.
Colin Hanks: How is he even standing??
FBI: He is using the ring apron for leverage you idiot.
Crank slowly starts to roll himself into the ring and then crawls over towards King as he slowly drapes an arm over his chest.
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No!! also Storm gets his shoulder up in time, Crank can’t believe it as he is breathing heavily and has an angry look on his face. Slowly starting to get to his feet as he seizes both men up.
Crank watches both men as King slowly starts to stir, he slowly gets to his hands and knees before getting to his feet and turns around. Where his met by a flurry of left and right punches and followed it up with a big time Headbutt from the champion.
Colin Hanks: The Foggy Dew!!!!
King drops hard to the canvas when Crank slowly moves towards him, he is about to cover him when out of nowhere Storm manages to get to his feet and spins Crank up before setting him up for his GTS
Mystery Man: Dystopia!!!
But Crank manages to elbow himself out of the hold and then sets Storm up also for a Foggy Dew as that drops Storm to the canvas. Crank goes for the cover as the referee starts to use the count.
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DING! DING! DING!
Crank’s music hits as the referee hands him the championship belt causing him to raise the championship belt up high for the fans to see
Nina Dobrev: The winner of this match and STILL X Division Champion!! Eddie Crank!!!!
Mystery Man: What a match!! This could have gone either way as every single competitor had their opponent’s number at one or another moment!! But I guess the champion prevailed!!!
FBI: Who cares!! He didn’t even cheat!!!
Colin Hanks: Nonetheless a deserving win from our champion!! Ace King absolutely impressed here tonight. That man will hold gold in the EWC once again. He proved he can hang with the absolute best of the best, and he is a name we need to watch moving forward. I'm very impressed with Ace.
Mystery Man: Crank proving yet again, that X-Division Championship has found a home, and it's Irish through and through. And now we are gearing ourselves up for the Main Event!!! Don't you dare to go anywhere!!! Drake and Shelton are NEXT!
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EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
CAGE MATCH
Amis Shelton
Vs Drake (C)
Mystery Man: And now it is time for our Main Event Match!!! A steel cage for the Undisputed EWC title!!!
Colin Hanks: Will Drake prevail??? Or will Amis be able to beat the seemingly unbeatable champion???
The camera’s turn towards the ringside area as we see the cage being connected to the ring by the EWC ring crew as the camera’s turn towards the stunning Nina Debrov
Nina Debrov: Ladies and gentlemen!! We have now come to the final match and it is a Cage Match for the Undisputed EWC championship!! The first wrestler to come down the aisle is the challenger!!!!
The lights in the arena dim, causing the fans in the arena to murmur amongst themselves.. The murmurs cease when the beginning of Killswitch Engage's 'End of Heartache' hits the speakers.
"Seek me, call me.
I'll be waiting..."
As the scream kicks in, Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos from the capacity crowd! The boos are met with a look of disdain from Amis as he nonchalantly strolls down the ramp towards the ring.
Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more boos from the fans.
Amis throws out insults to the crowd members before climbing off the turnbuckle and warming up on the spot.
Nina Debrov: Standing in at 5’10 and weighing in at 200 pounds!! Amis Shelton!!!
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!
Nina Debrov: Standing in at 6’2 and weighing in at 210 pounds!! Hailing from Brooklyn, NEW YORK! Please welcome... the EWC Undisputed 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!
Both men are inside the cage as the referee on the outside closes the cage door, the two men stare each other down before the ref inside the ring tells them to get the match on the way.
DING DING DING
The two men circle each other, looking at the high cage that surrounds them before turning their attention back to each other. The two lock arms as the challenger manages to get the upper hand with a side headlock on Drake. Drake pushes him in the ropes and whips him to the other side and delivers a shoulder block that sends Amis down to the canvas. But he gets up quickly as Drake grins at him and mocks him.
The two size each other up again before locking arms and this time it’s the champion that gets Amis in the side headlock before Amis sends him in the ropes and then delivers a dropkick that sends the champion into the cage wall. The challenger quickly gets up and jumps upwards on the champion and delivers a monkey flip to the middle of the ring as Drake gets up to his knees quickly while holding on to his back.
The two stare at each other as this time it is Amis that got one up against the champion this time. Drake nods his head and grins before getting back to his feet.
Mystery Man: If I were the challenger and having been in a match already, I would try to finish this match early. Because the champion is fresh and oh yeah, this guy is one tough customer.
FBI: Oh hell no, the champ is just another biscuit that I would like to soak up with some tea.
Colin Hanks: Tea???
FBI: Ice tea on the rocks!!!
The two men lock arms once more, this time it is Amis that sends a couple of knees in the midsection of the champion before pounding his back with stiff forearms. He then grabs the head of the champion and whips him face first into the steel cage as Drake comes off the cage wall staggering as Amis grabs him from behind and delivers a swinging neckbreaker before going for the cover as the referee starts to use the three count
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Drake manages to kick out before the count of three, Amis delivers a standing moonsault on top of the champion before deciding that he should climb out of the cage as he runs to the cage wall and starts to climb it using the ropes. He is halfway the cage when the champion gets to his feet and charges towards him.
Grabbing him by the feet and pulls him off the cage, causing him to hit face first across the top rope and falls to the middle of the ring.
Drake grabs Amis by the head and locks him in a modified Crippler Cross face submission hold as he has the arm locked between his legs. He is talking trash as he pulls harder on the grip between his fingers as he pulls the head even further back. Causing Amis to scream out as the referee checks on him
Mystery Man: Smart tactic from the champion, Amis already wrestled a match and now he can wear him down even more!!
Colin Hanks: If you don’t gamble, then you will never win.
FBI: You at least won’t have to worry about losing a freaking fortune!! I had this guy as double champion damnit!!!
Amis manages to pull his arm out of the grip of the legs of the champions before rolling the champion over on his back in a pinning combination as the referee goes for the three count.
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Drake manages to kick out as he gets up faster than Amis, kicking him in the face as that sends the challenger down against the cage wall. Drake runs to the ropes on the other side and charges in on Amis with a cross body block but Amis sidesteps and forces the champ to hit the ropes as wella st he cage wall. Causing him to get all tangled up between the ropes and the cage wall.
Giving Amis some breathing moments as the cocky challenger senses that he has an opportunity to cause major damage to the champion. Causing him to put the boots to the champ before starting to choke him with his boot while holding on to the top and middle rope for extra leverage as the referee cannot do anything except watching on.
Amis jumps up from the second rope and drives a knee into the midsection of the champion before grabbing the throat of Drake and chokes him out before running to the other side of the ring and delivers a baseball slide into the rib area of the champion. Feeling that he can now take home the win he turns around and tells the cage door to be opened before celebrating to the fans who are booing the arrogant challenger.
FBI: Stop wasting your time with these morons!! Get out of the cage!!!
Mystery Man: If you want to win the belt you shouldn’t get distracted by anyone or waist time!!
Amis slowly walks over to the ropes, he steps through the ropes and shows a grin towards the camera before attempting to step through the ropes with his other leg. But just when he is about to step through it he gets stopped by Drake, who has gotten himself freed from between the ropes and the cage wall. Forcing the official on the outside to close the cage door once more. Amis starts to pound away on the champion before grabbing him by the head and lifts him up to set him up for a slam. But just as he lifts him up it is Drake that frees himself, lands behind Amis and rolls him up in a victory roll as the referee starts to count to three.
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Another kick out by Amis, both men get to their feet and Amis goes for another clothesline but Drake ducks and follows it up with a Pele Kick to the side of the head of Amis as now both men are on the canvas and trying to catch their breath as the referee in the ring is checking on them whether they can still continue the match.
Drake manages to crawl to the ropes first, trying to pull himself up to his feet before turning his attention towards the number one contender for his title and locks him in a sleeper hold as he goes back to wearing down his opponent while recuperating from the onslaught that he has suffered by the hands of Amis.
Amis tries to get to his feet as he pushes Drake into the turnbuckles in an attempt to break free the grip and succeeds. But when he turns around he walks into the waiting arms of Drake, who delivers a DDT out of the corner into the middle of the ring before covering his opponent.
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A kick out from Amis causes the match to continue as Drake senses that he needs to finish the job, he gets into the corner and measures the slowly stirring Amis. Amis uses the ropes to get to his feet before turning around as Drake charges out of the corner with a super kick
Colin Hanks: Brain Freeze!!!
The super kick connects with Amis and is followed by the spinning clothesline, but somehow is reversed by Amis into a pinfall attempt by Amis as he has both armpits from the champion and pulls him into the canvas for the pin.
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FBI: HERE WE GO!!!
Drake starts to climb the cage wall as we can see that Amis is clawing his way towards the cage wall
Drake is hallway the cage wall as he sees that Amis has reached the cage door, the official has opened the door and he is on his way to climb out of the cage through the door.
Drake gets over the top of the cage and balances on the outside before climbing down a bit before jumping off, just in time before Amis could have reached the floor first.
DING! DING! DING!
Nina Debrov: The winner of this match and STILL EWC Undisputed Champion!! Drake!!!!FBI: NO!!! I lost all my money!!
Mystery Man: What an impressive title defense from the champion!! Drake has proven time and time again to be an absolutely dominate Champion. He is carving out for himself an amazing legacy. What a win here tonight
Colin Hanks: Props to Amis for the fact that he went out there to defend his title earlier tonight, as well as trying to win the Undisputed championship!! He has nothing to be ashamed of here tonight. He gave it all he had, but Drake proved once again, he's the face of this company, he is our champion
Drake is handed his EWC Undisputed Championship as confetti shoots off from all around the stadium
Mystery Man: There you have it folks .. an incredible night .. some truly shocking moments .. some titles changes hands .. the women ruled the night and Drake got the last laugh. From all of us here in Michigan .. good night and thank you for watching Scars & Stripes
Mystery Man: There you have it folks .. an incredible night .. some truly shocking moments .. some titles changes hands .. the women ruled the night and Drake got the last laugh. From all of us here in Michigan .. good night and thank you for watching Scars & Stripes
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Luke Wolfe
Otaki
Kristian Bane
Vegas Lawson
The American Reaper
Hope
Nevaeh
Crazy J
Ace King
Frankie
Valora
Chase
Trixie
Sarah
President Mac
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MATCH WRITERS
JTC VS Lady Enchantra
Hope Diamond
James Larson VS Kristian Bane
Hope Diamond
Ty Rant Vs Thomas Bates VS Crazy J
Vinnie
Stitches The Clown VS Arcane Vs Kyra Johnson
EWC Prime
Chase Rex VS Valora Thomas VS Harvey Yorke (C)
Maggie Lockheart
Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh VS Trixie (C)
Criss Cassidy
Hatchet Gully VS Otaki (C)
Criss Cassidy
Andrew Jackson VS Catharsis VS Emma Louise VS Amis Shelton (C)
Hope Diamond
Toni Gunn VS Griffin Hawkins (C)
Michael Saint
Mark Storm VS Ace King VS Eddie Crank (C)
Vinnie
Amis Shelton Vs Drake (C)
Vinnie
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RECAP OF WINNERS
JTC VS Lady Enchantra
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Lady Enchantra
James Larson VS Kristian Bane
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: James Larson
Ty Rant Vs Thomas Bates VS Crazy J
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Thomas Bates
ODD MAN - #1 CONTENDERSHIP TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Stitches The Clown VS Arcane Vs Kyra Johnson
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Stitches The Clown
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
INTER-BRAND TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Chase Rex VS Valora Thomas VS Harvey Yorke (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Valora Thomas wins & becomes the NEW EWC Television Champion
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh VS Trixie (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Heaven Leigh wins & becomes the NEW Indy Champion
FSW CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Hatchet Gully VS Otaki (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Otaki wins & remains FSW Champion
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
Andrew Jackson VS Catharsis VS Emma Louise VS Amis Shelton (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Andrew Jackson wins & becomes the NEW EWC International Champion
UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
CAGE OF DOOM MATCH
Toni Gunn VS Griffin Hawkins (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Toni Gunn wins & becomes the NEW EWC United States Champion
X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
INTER-BRAND TRIPLE THREAT - ANYTHING GOES MATCH
Mark Storm VS Ace King VS Eddie Crank (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Eddie Crank wins & remains EWC X-Division Champion
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
CAGE MATCH
Amis Shelton Vs Drake (C)
WINNER OF THIS MATCH Drake wins & remains EWC Undisputed Champion
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