Rumble In The Bronx 2017
Sept 25, 2017 22:11:58 GMT -6
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WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
RUMBLE
IN THE
BRONX
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
IN THE
BRONX
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
RUMBLE IN THE BRONX 2017
September 25th 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
"Till I Collapse" by Eminem begins to blast throughout the Hammerstein Ballroom
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: Valora Thomas, Stitches, Toni Gunn, The Moors Murders, Otaki, Andrew Jackson, Eddie Crank, and our EWC Champion Drake
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in Hammerstein Ballroom is on high as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.
Spotlights circle around the intimate enclosed Hammerstein Ballroom as the thousands of fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans back out showing a full-scale view of the jam-packed ballroom and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake.
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Fireworks emit while a fog machine covers the lower decks of the ballroom in a gold 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
EWC
Mystery Man: Hello and we're here LIVE in Manhattan, New York at the historic Hammerstein Ballroom! I'm your EWC Hall Of Famer Mystery Man alongside my broadcast colleagues Collin Hanks and fellow Hall of Famer .. FBI!
Hanks: We've got ourselves a stacked card from top to bottom!
FBI: Nothing is more stacked than my wallet, but the Rumble In The Bronx card comes close!
Mystery Man: We have four titles on the line tonight, all culminating in our jam packed main event! A 30 Person Rumble with the winner receiving a shot at the EWC Undisputed Championship at Wrestlefest XV in December!
FBI: Maybe I should enter the Rumble! I need a raise working with you two!
Hanks: You want a raise do your job! Speaking of which, our first match tonight will be for the Indy Championship.
FBI: Stitches has a tall order to climb.
Mystery Man: You aren't kidding as it's a Ladder Match! Sarah Lacklan, Criss Cassidy, and NEVAEH all have their work cut out for them as Stitches the Clown has been a very game Champion!
FBI: Game Champion? You must be talking about Otaki! She's looking to continue her path of dominance!
Hanks: Against Hatchet Gully she has a true test against a top caliber challenger!
Mystery Man: The action doesn't stop there as CJ Newmann looks to topple the reigning Television Champion Valora Thomas!
Hanks: Newmann has been on a bit of a vision quest, changing his appearance and outlook.
FBI: Peeling off temporary tats isn't going to get ya' a win over a competitor of Valora's stature!
Mystery Man: Moving along, Cyrus Black and Rebel Rhodes will be challenging Andrew Jackson for his International Championship in a Triple Threat match!
FBI: It's about time Cyrus won that title.
Hanks: Rebel and Andrew are going to have some disagreements on that thought.
Mystery Man: With the level of talent involved it's sure to be a classic!
FBI: And finally, the night is gonna be capped off with our thrilling main event! The Rumble In The Bronx, thirty superstars enter and only ONE wrestler is leaving with an opportunity for the coveted EWC Championship!
Hanks: With names like Eddie Crank, Morgan Darkwater, Shelley Silver, Ace King, it could be anyone's ball game!
FBI: You must be high Luke Wolfe is winning this one! Its his third Rumble! He's due!
Mystery Man: Just because a man's due doesn't mean it'll happen. The Rumble is any man's game.
Hanks: Thirty Men & Women enter! Only one shall leave!
FBI: You forgettin' something? What about that time both Xplode and JayCee won the rumble in 2013?
Hanks: A one time fluke! Lightning can't strike the same place twice!
FBI: The rumor mill has it that Jaden "Xplode" Hunter may pop up in this Rumble. You sure about that Lightning thing fucko?
Mystery Man: It's like Collin says, with names like Cheyenne, Xavier Reid and the returning Ruthann Hunter, it's far too difficult to make a prediction! We will be back with more Rumble .. right after this quick message from EWCTV
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BACKSTAGE
The camera fades in on a tentative Captain Morgan Darkwater standing hesitantly outside a black door with a sign that reads "Victor Price: Brawl GM". He seems to be fighting an inner-battle whether to knock or not, his thick beard shifting as he grumbles darkly to himself for several seconds before steeling himself and rapping hard on the door.
Victor Price: Come in!
Morgan pushes open the door slowly, and the camera follows him inside to show Price looking up from his desk with a tired expression.
Price: So, the honourable Captain Darkwater finally graces me with his presence, huh? 'Bout damn time, I sent you a summons hours ago... I don't know how things work on your ship, O Captain, but here I rule, and when I summon someone I expect them to hotfoot it to my office like the Devil himself were on their heels, not at a leisurely, disrespectful pace.
Morgan Darkwater: Aye, well... I had some trouble getting inland after I received your message, but I got here soon as I could.
Price rolls his eyes, leans back in his seat and pushes a single piece of paper across his desk at Morgan, who approaches the desk slowly.
Morgan: What be this? A last-minute title-shot contract?
Price: Either you're even more deluded than a grown man who thinks he's a pirate could possibly be, or you're terrible at jokes... just read the damn thing, okay?
The pirate Captain shoots him a disdainful look and snatches up the paper, hard eyes quickly scanning its contents as the colour slowly drains from his face.
Morgan: Oh.... Oh no no no. I won't do it. I refuse.
Price: You refuse? I give you an order, and you refuse?
Morgan: T'be fair, ye can ask me t' do pretty much anything else. But not this - I have me credibility, self-respect an' morals, man.
Price: You also have a watertight contact with EWC and Brawl, Darkwater. Do I need to bust it out and point out the particular clause that says you have no choice if you wish to remain employed here?
The pirate's eyes narrow, and he's visibly seething.
Morgan: I be fightin' hard out there t' assure th' EWC fans an' roster that I be th' real-deal, despite their myriad o' jokes an' insults on me behalf... an' ye expect me t' jeopardise all that t' do this? I can't.
Price: Then you can't compete in the Rumble, simple as that. So make your choice, because --
The Captain cuts him off by slamming both of his fists on the desk, leaning forward on them to glower at the Brawl GM, who meets his confrontational stare with one of his own.
Price: What? You want to take a shot at me, big guy? Think the hell that will rain down on you if you do will be worth it to have your stupid honour intact? I own you, and you'll do exactly as I say. Now get the hell out of my office - you've got a date with a camera in about an hour, so you best prepare for that!
Morgan doesn't move or say a word for several long, agonizing seconds. Then he steps back with a heavy sigh, balling up the slip of paper and tossing it at the wall behind Price, who doesn't move but whose own glare intensifies.
Morgan: ... Fine. If that's what it takes, then I guess ye leave me no choice.
The Brawl GM smiles darkly as the pirate storms out of his office, the camera drawing in to focus on his cold expression.
Price: No, Captain, I really don't.
FBI: What the hell could Price be making Morgan do that's got the pirate captain so ruffled?
Colin Hanks: Your guess is as good as mine, FBI - I guess we'll find out in an hour or so. For now, lets get ready for our first match of the night!
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
LADDER MATCH
SARAH LACKLAN
VS CRISS CASSIDY
VS HEAVEN "NEVAEH" LEIGH
VS STITCHES THE CLOWN (C)
Mystery Man: And here we go ladies and gentleman .. our first match of the night
FBI: I'm actually pretty fucking excited about this match. I love what's been going on in Prime. The Indy Circuit is in many ways the future of wrestling, this should be a good one
Hanks: I agree .. what a huge moment for these 4 to be thrust into Rumble In The Bronx, getting some much deserved and earned exposure
Mystery Man: It's also probably nice to all be in one location tonight .. here in New York
Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to EWC “Rumble in the Bronx”!
The fans scream loud in anticipation over the event
Dobrev: Our opening match is a Fatal Four Way Ladder Match for the INDY CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing one of the four Challengers…
"Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play on the loudspeaker as the fans erupt into a huge roar! Criss Cassidy appears on the stage in his Signature entrance robe and matching tights. He flashes his signature smile to the fans before going walking down the ramp high-fiving various fans in the front row. He walks up the steps the ring and enters through the second rope. He then puts his fists up as a chant starts to echo throughout the arena.
Dobrev: From Chicago, Illinois… He is “The Second Coming” CRISSSSSS CASSIDYYYYYY!!!!
Cassidy takes off his rope and hands it to the ref as the music dies out.
FBI: Cassidy looking determined to walk outta here with the Indy belt
Dobrev: And the second challenger,
The lights go out as a red spotlight flashes down on the entrance area. Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata begins to play over the PA system and a body steps out onto the entrance ramp. Kenzi Grey, the sexiest valet in the history of all sporting events, is wearing a #TeamKickass t-shirt and stands in the spotlight for a moment, but then moves out of the way and gestures for a figure in a hooded robe to take her place as the guitars hit. Kenzi pulls back the hood to the the bright white face and red eyes of the Red Queen. They make their way down the isle with the red spotlight following them as the rest of the arena stays dark. When they come to the ring, the two slide underneath the ropes and upon standing, Kenzi and Sarah stands nose to nose. Kenzi helps Sarah remove her robe to show the black skin-tight bodysuit beneath with the figure of a large firebird in flight on the back.
Dobrev: From Hollywood, California… She is “The Red Queen” SARAHHH LACKLANNNNNNNN!!!
Hanks: Sarah Lacklan is eyeing Criss Cassidy perhaps ready to pounce on him
FBI: Maybe bad blood between them since Cassidy beat Lacklan?
Dobrev: And the final cahllenger,
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. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her long the way.
Dobrev: "Coming to the ring at this time from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH!"
After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh will strike a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she'll mouth off to the fans and pace the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.
Dobrev: AND THE CHAMPION!!!
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.
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.
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 the bell to ring.
Dobrev: From the Carnival of Shattered Dreams, He is… STITCHESSSSS THE CLOWN!!!
FBI: And there is our Champ!
Mystery Man: With all four fighters in all of their corners and four ladders outside the ring… Things are about to get hectic!
Hanks: And I can't wait!
DING DING DING
Lacklan rushes at Criss hitting him with a flurry of shots. Meanwhile, Nevaeh runs at Stitches but Stitches clotheslines her. Criss Cassidy starts to fight back giving Lacklan headbutts but Lacklan pokes him in the eye to create space then clotheslines him out of the ring. She springboards and jumps at Cassidy with a flying crossbody onto the outside floor.
Mystery Man: Sarah Lacklan bringing the fight to Criss Cassidy!
FBI: This is good so far!
Nevaeh gets the upperhand on Stitches and throws him to the corner then runs across the ring and back, hitting him with a dropkick! She gets up as he is stretched out on the floor in front of the turnbuckle. She climbs up onto it then jumps off but Stitches moves causing her to crash and burn! Outside the ring, Lacklan is beating Cassidy with a ladder!
Hanks: Ohhh I can hear each shot bounce off of Criss’s back!
FBI: Yeah and it's Awesome!
She slides it into the ring, right into Stitches hands who grabs it and hit Lacklan through the rope like a Pool Cue would hit a Billiards ball! That only stuns her for a second though, as she slides into the ring right away and dropkicks Stitches still holding the ladder. She picks up the ladder and puts it into the middle of the ring. She climbs it and gets to the top but Criss Cassidy tips it and she goes flying out of the ring. Her wife, Kenzi Grey catches her though. In the ring, Nevaeh doubles over Criss and hits him with a knee to the side of his head. Stitches gets up and runs at Nevaeh but that charge is short lived as Nevaeh kicks him right in the side of his head.
FBI: Nevaeh cleaning house!
Mystery Man: That kick echoed throughout the arena!
Nevaeh climbs up the turnbuckle and jumps off but Sarah Lacklan moves out of the way just in time causing Nevaeh to crash and burn on the outside.
Hanks: She’s going to feel that tomorrow!
FBI: Yeah no kidding..
Mystery Man: That made Navaeh’s attack short lived.
Instead of going for the win, Sarah Lacklan slides in the ring, then walks over to Criss Cassidy, who is laying on the floor and picks him up. She turns him around and is looking to hit a sweet Abyss but Criss gains his life back and picks her up in a crucifix! She wiggles out of his grip, but Stitches comes flying out of nowhere, hitting both of them with a Double Clothesline.
FBI: Perfect Timing!
Hanks: Now he just needs to get into the ring and grab that title!
Stitches walks over to the ladder and lifts it off the ropes. He carries it over and centers it under the Indy Title. He gets to the third rung of the ladder when he feels the crack of a chair shot on his back courtesy of Neveah. Stitches lets out a grunt with the second blow, and drops to the mat.
As Neaveah hits Stitches, Criss slides in the ring and lies in wait in the corner. As Neveah fixates on Stitches and bringing the chair up. she is met by a Spinning Heel Kick from Criss Cassidy, causing the chair to smash Neveah in the face, knocking her to the mat.
Criss turns and begins to climb the ladder, get makes his way close to the top, but as he gets to the Top Rope, Lacklan returns the favor and tips the ladder with a Missle Dropkick, sending Criss crashing hard to the outside. Lacklan notices Stitches get to his feet, she turns and waits for the right moment. That moment comes, she steps up and delivers a Shining Wizard, knocking Stitches down hard to the mat.
Mystery Man: The Red Queen is about to take her crown. There is no one left.
Lacklan climbs the ladder, as she gets halfway, Neveah gets to her feet and heads to the ladder. As Lacklan gets to the top, she reaches for Indy Title, not realizing Neveah is about to join her on the ladder. As Lacklan grabs the title, she feels someone grabs her foot. She looks down to see Neveah yank Lacklan’s leg with all her might. Lacklan comes down, her chin crashing into a few pegs of the ladder, before dropping hard to the mat. Neveah puts her foot on the throat on Lacklan and pushes down, choking Lacklan.
She releases after a few seconds, then goes back to it. On the outside, Criss Cassidy begins to stir. Back inside the ring, Stitches gets to his feet and sees Neveah setting up to lock Lacklan in the Exile. Stitches creeps over, behind Neveah, and kicks her in the back of the left leg. As Neveah loses her balance and grip on Lacklan, Stitches grabs the hair of Neveah and pulls her down into a Backbreaker.
Meanwhile, outside the ring, Criss has gotten to his feet and surveys the ring, seeing Stitches grab Neveah and drag her to the corner. Criss sees Stitches back is to him as he climbs the turnbuckle, Criss slides into the ring, and charges. Stitches get to the top turnbuckle, and turns, but as soon as he does, he turns right into The Holy Grail sending Stitches crashing to the outside. Criss quickly jumps onto the top tunbuckle, sets himself up facing Stitches, leaps, and connects with The Christening.
Hanks: What athleticism by Criss Cassidy. Not many competitors in the EWC, let alone Prime can pull a combination like that.
Mystery Man: What good it did. He is down too.
About ten seconds later, Criss gets to his feet, and rolls in the ring. He pushes himself up and heads over to Neveah, he reaches down to grab her head, when he is stopped in his tracks by a low blow. As Criss drops to a knee, Neveah hops to her feet, and pounces on Criss, taking him down with a Lou Thesz Press. Neveah begins smashing Criss’s head into the mat.
She abruptly stops as the crowd hits 7 chanting along with each “headsmash.” Neveah quickly lunges to her feet and heads to the ladder. She gets halfway up the ladder, as she does, Criss gets to his feet, and follows suit but on the other side of the ladder. Criss jumps almost halfway up the ladder with a single bound, the force of the landing causing Neveah to grab the ladder instead of the Indy Title to steady herself. What they failed to realize, was Lacklan getting to her feet. Lacklan looks over and sees the chair. She grabs the chair, and drags it behind Neveah. Criss blocks a hard right from Neveah, then delivers a hard right of his own, at the same time as Lacklan drives the chair into the left ankle of Neveah.
Neveah almost loses her balance as the pain causes her to instinctively raise her leg. Criss looks down to see where the other sound of contact came from and sees Lacklan walking to his backside, where she quickly drives the chair into the right ankle of Criss. Lacklan drops the chair and heads to the side of the ladder. She gets herself in position, locking in her core as he grabs the legs of the ladder, she looks up at Neveah and Criss Cassidy and gives a sinister smile.
Colin Hanks: No Way. There’s no way she is strong enough.
Mystery Man: Your dad played Forrest Gump, you should know better than to judge a book by its cover. They are screwed.
Lacklan uses all her might and strength and after struggling for a few seconds, manages to tip the ladder. Criss and Neveah manage to jump off as it tips, both crash to the mat. As Lacklan drops to a knee to catch her breath after that great feat of strength.
Stitches slides into the ring and grabs the chair Lacklan dropped. He comes up from behind and drives the chair into the back of Lacklan’s head. Stitches drops the chair atop of Lacklan’s motionless body, then he positions the ladder dead center in the ring.
He climbs up looking around but nobody is up.
Mystery Man: Stitches now working to unhook the title from the suspension cable!
As Stitches fumbles with the rather stubborn screw style latch, Nevaeh slowly struggles to get to a stand from the wreckage of herself and Criss Cassidy on the mat outside the ring. Lacklan sits up, blinking and shaking her head. She rises to her feet, grabbing the back of her throbbing skull. Looking up she sees Stitches, struggling to remove that belt...
FBI: You might wanna' pick up the pace, clown shoes!
Hanks: Stitches the Clown really struggling with that latch up there
Lacklan lets out a banshee wail, Stitches looking down at the last second as the red eyed blond rushes up the ladder with a full head of steam and fueled by blinding, psychotic rage. She rears her head back and blows a red mist right in Stitches' face!
Mystery Man: The Red Queen with that deadly red mist just burning out the eyes of Stitches the Clown!!!
FBI: Not sure if it's legal, not sure if I care, but that shit burns like a motherfucker.
Stitches lets out a surprised cry of pain, clutching at his face. Lacklan then catches him by the head, pulls him into a front face lock and jumps back with enough force to kick the ladder down and send both her and the defending Champion straight to the canvas with a twenty foot drop Superplex!
*TTTTHHHOOOOOOM!!!!*
Mystery Man: AND A SUPERPLEX OFF THE LADDER!!
FBI: Looks like that move fucked 'em both up there.
Hanks: I'm in total agreement with you there, Lacklan and Stitches look very still on that canvas!
Though Lacklan doesn't stay down for long, sitting up in Deadman fashion, she rolls to her feet and heads immediately for the ladder that now lay folded against the ropes. As she grabs it, Criss Cassidy rushes onto the apron, grabs the top of it and jumps off while holding it, smashing the bottom of the ladder right into Lacklan's chin! The blond vampiress staggers away, clutching at her jaw only to find herself on the receiving end of a running Lou Thesz Press and knuckle from Nevaeh! The once heavenly creation unleashes hell upon Lacklan's face with thunderous right hand punches upon her face!
Mystery Man: Now Lacklan's down with a Thesz Press and Knuckle from Nevaeh, who is just beating holy hell out of her!
She hops up and roars to the crowd! Just as she does so, Stitches catches her by surprise with a running boot to the gut followed by a double arm DDT straight to the canvas! He bounces to his feet with wicked laughter!
Mystery Man: THE SOUND OF SILENCE! Nevaeh just got laid out COLD!
FBI: Never count that clown faced fuck out for one second!
Just as Stitches turns around, he find a ladder launched over the ropes and smacking him directly in the face, the ladder bouncing off and hitting a sitting up Lacklan, laying her right back down again. Stitches staggers, turns, falls to his knees, throws his arms up and falls to the canvas! The thrower of that ladder, Criss Cassidy, shouts out, "THREE POINTS!"
Mystery Man: Criss Cassidy catching the Champ off guard with a thrown ladder and even catching Lacklan in the cross fire!
FBI: That's what you call a two for one sale, Double M.
Criss hops onto the ropes and slips through them just as Lacklan gets to her feet, only for him to hop onto the second rope with a corkscrew roundhouse kick that sends her flailing back and even tripping over the ladder for a hard spill across Nevaeh's prone form!
Mystery Man: Criss Cassidy with that devastating Holy Grail may have just knocked The Red Queen out!
Criss then gathers the ladder up and sets it up. In moments, he's climbing with an eager look in his eye, unaware that Nevaeh was beginning to recover from the Sound of Silence. She moves in under Criss and begins climbing up after him. Just as he's about to get the belt, she moves in behind him with a rear waistlock and before he even realizes what's happening, she roars with strain and back bridges with a savage German Suplex from the ladder's mid point, delivering Criss to the canvas skull first.
Mystery Man: Impressive German Suplex by Nevaeh on a six foot three, two hundred and five pound man.
FBI: Crazy bitches can do anything.
Hanks: No doubts on that call.
Nevaeh gets a straight kick in the face from Lacklan, followed by a spinning back kick to the gut, and an even faster spinning roundhouse to the head that drops her to one knee! Before she can deliver a finishing blow, however, Stitches spins her around, boots her in the gut and delivers her the Sound of Silence! As Criss Cassidy is getting to his feet using the ropes, Stitches promptly rushes in with a hard running clothesline that sends him up and over the ropes. Stitches turns into an oncoming punch from Nevaeh, followed by another and another, before she hits him with a hard spinning backfist that sends him staggering back and falling onto his knees.
Another surprise came with Lacklan suddenly sitting up and getting to her feet. Despite being a bit dazed, she rushed in just as Nevaeh turned towards her and caught her with a running boot to the face that spun her around. She then came in behind Stitches, who slowly got to his feet. Gripping his hair, she bends him back, pulls him into an inverted facelock and drops with....
Mystery Man: THE ABYSS!!! Stitches just got laid out with Lacklan's Abyss! I don't know if he'll be able to come back from that!
FBI: Lil' Miss Vampy is stronger than she looks, kids.
While she stood for a moment triumphant, she's spun around and kicked in the gut by Criss Cassidy, who then straddles the back of her head, whips her onto his shoulders in the crucifix position, and gets a running start and launches Lacklan out of the to land on the arena matted floor outside via a move he calls...
Mystery Man: THE CRUCIFIXION!!!!! Criss Cassidy just Crucifix Powerbombed Lacklan out of the ring!
Hanks: Vampire or not, it's hard to come back from a Crucifixion!
He turns to find Nevaeh on him with rapid fire lefts and rights, driving him towards the ropes. He catches her fist and tries to turn it into a shoulder throw, but instead gets a hard knee to the guts, followed by a spinning backfist. Nevaeh then pulls him into a front facelock and tries for a snap Suplex, but Criss hooks his leg with hers, then lifts her vertically and delivers her to the canvas with a boombastic gourdbuster, her jaw bouncing off the canvas on impact. Then as he gets to his feet, he's got a face full of maniac clown booting him into the gut, pulling him into a front facelock, then lifting him up in an inverted suplex position, turning and falling for a seat while slamming Criss to the canvas with a little move he calls...
Mystery Man: CRIMSON ARROW ON CASSIDY!!! Everyone's out cold and Stitches is eyeballing that belt again!
Stitches climbs the ladder, each step a strained effort.
Rung...
by...
Agonizing...
Rung.
Everyone is fighting to rise, but the damage dealt in this fast and dangerously paced match having taken a heavy toll on each competitor. Outside the ring, Lacklan sits up, whipping strands of blond hair in her scowling, pained face.
Mystery Man: He's almost got it. Can Stitches Retain?
Stitches reaches the top and begins fiddling with the belt latch once more. Outside, Lacklan climbs onto the apron, seething with furious rage. She's face to face with Criss Cassidy who claws his way to the ropes. She delivers a hard slap, followed by a drop off the apron and a neck snap over the ropes.
Hanks: OOooooo!
Lacklan slides under the ropes just as Nevaeh gets to a stand and quickly delivers her to the canvas with a boot to the gut and a straight DDT!
Mystery Man: Lacklan's cleaning house! She will not stand for this and is coming straight at Stitches, annihilating anyone in her path!!!
She then starts climbing the ladder as Stitches struggles with the belt. Seeing her coming, his eyes widen as he looks left and right, trying to think fast. His face paint mostly in ruins, showing much of that scarred, sweat dripping face. Then, just as Lacklan arrives at the top, he grabs the belt and shoves off the ladder with enough force to send a wide eyed and flailing Lacklan screaming over the ropes and right into the spanish announcer's table with a noisy crackling snap as it breaks beneath her fast falling body!
Mystery Man: STITCHES KICKS THE LADDER AWAY AND SENDS LACKLAN FLYING INTO THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!
He hangs there, desperately trying to separate the belt. Below him, Nevaeh has one foot and Criss Cassidy has the other, trying to pull him down before he can unlatch the belt!
Hanks: Nevaeh and Cassidy trying to stop Stitches at all costs!
FBI: Hey how much weight is that cable rated for, anybody know?
Then, all of a sudden the combined weight on the cable itself becomes too much. The sound of something metal snapping is heard and he's practically HURLED to the canvas with a loud thump!
FBI: Answers that question, not fucking enough!
DING DING DING
Despite the pain flowing through his body at that moment, Stitches rises to his feet with a stumble and holding his Indy Championship high over his head. His eyes glazed slightly with a far off look and yet there was a defiance in him. Nevaeh and Criss both roll out of the ring, angry and disappointed. From the wreckage, Lacklan hasn't moved yet.....
Dobrev: Here is your winner and STILL EWC INDY CHAMPION!! STTTIIITTCCCHHHHEEESSSSSS!!!!!
Mystery Man: He did it! Unbelievable .. Stitches manages to remain Indy Champion .. what an incredible match
FBI: I'm pretty surprised, it looked like he wasn't going to be able to do it tonight, but fuck .. the clown has moxy
Hanks: What a great start to the show .. it seems we have something going on backstage .. lets check it out
Stitches continues to celebrate as we cut backstage.
BACKSTAGE
The giant six foot seven Nostalgia casually strides down the halls of the Hammerstein Ballroom. A determined ambitious facial expression upon the near three hundred pounder's face when he's stopped by a stage hand who hands Nostalgia a medium sized black box. Puzzled, Nostalgia examines the box before opening it, pulling out a gold plated bottle of Ace Of Spades Champagne.
Nostalgia- What the hell is this? Champagne? What do I have to celebrate?
An arch of the brow as Nostalgia plucks a yellow sticky note that has some words scribbled on it in black sharpie.
"Don't let it go to your head"
Is all the note reads which only serves to perplex Nos only further. SUDDENLY like a swarm of blood thirsty wolves a group of three men attack Nos with vicious clubbing blows to the neck and back. Nos falls to the floor in a coughing heap as he holds the back of his head. The three blood lusting attackers circle the fallen Nostalgia as the camera pans back to reveal Neo James Carner as one of the attackers! NJC crouches down and grabs the bottle from the floor as he gazes upon the gold plates champagne. Nostalgia looks up and see's Neo and goes to swipe at him but he's quickly restrained.
NJC: "This right here is a little too expensive for a peasant's taste buds, Nostalgia. But for me and my boys..."
Neo says lifting the bottle up high above his head towards his compatriots.
NJC: "Keith Williams!"
The fellow has a sleazy, yet debonair appearance with a sleek mustache, gives his facial hair a nice gentle stroke. Neo gestures to the third man!
NJC: "And Rob Garcia!"
The well kept goatee of Garcia gives an affirming nod with a look of twisted delight, you could tell he wanted to inflict more violence.
NJC: "This right here is made for reVered men like us! So what do you say boys!?"
Rob and Keith yank Nostalgia up to his feet, restricting his movement by the arms and shoulders. Nostalgia struggles violently, kicking his feet and trying to break the grip the two have on him.
Nostalgia- Glad you found your girlfriends to back you up. Ladies, you've made a big mistake
NJC: "Let's pop off!"
NJC says popping the cork off the bottle of champagne into Nostalgia's face that causes him to shut his mouth and stumble back, Keith Williams throws a vicious roaring elbow into Nostalgia's temple as Rob delivers vicious knee strikes into Nos' gut.
Keith: "I think he said he's better than me!"
Rob: "He ain't better than me!"
Neo paces back and forth as Nostalgia is slowly dissected and dismantled by Keith and Rob with severe strikes.
NJC: "Alright, hold 'em still, hold 'em still!"
Keith and Rob let Nostalgia's lifeless body hang as they hold em up, his head hung between his shoulders. Neo lifts Nostalgia's head up by his chin.
NJC: "I told you what would happen but you didn't listen, you wouldn't! Now this is happening!"
NJC says as he looks at the champagne.
NJC: "Maybe I've had a bit of a change of heart, how about we let you have a taste!"
Neo says as he chugs a bunch of champagne then spits the fizzy liquid right in Nostalgia's face.
NJC: "Don't let it go to your head!"
Neo yells then CRAAAACKS the bottle across the top of Nostalgia's head. Nostalgia nearly falls out of Rob and Keith's grip but they keep him vertical before whipping him into a near by catering table spilling food and beverage everywhere.
Rob: "I told you you're not better than me!"
Keith: "He's not better than nobody now."
Nostalgia lays lifelessly prone over the table. NJC passes the champagne bottle around, Rob and Keith getting themselves a sip of some bubbly. Keith hands the bottle back to Neo.
NJC: "Next time Nostalgia, next time there won't be a next time! You see, we aren't voiceless, we aren't victims! We're proprietors of violence on the road to revolutionize and we plan on staying relevant! This right here, we are the REVENANTS!"
Keith and Rob hoist Nostalgia back up to a vertical base then Neo CRACKS the bottle into Nostalgia's face sending him backward crashing onto the table and breaking it! The ReVenants harmonize their laughs as they slowly saunter off, leaving a now bloodied, unconscious Nostalgia in a heap of splinters as refs and medical staff circle the scene. Rob Garcia stops, plucking the golden bottle of Ace Of Spades off the floor before catching up with the other two.
Darkness. Deprived of all light, the viewer is left to imagine the current scenario. The faint sound of Nostalgia slurring and muttering nonsense to himself can be made out, whilst we hear heavy shoes treading on an old, creaky wooden floor. A faint feeling of abandonment stirred in Nostalgia’s heart, and he tried clearing the cobwebs that had formed in his mind. But just then, the footsteps ceased. A buzz, a flicker: enter the light.
And enter ex-singles champion, ex-rising star, ex-human being, Harvey Yorke. He assumed the position of authority, standing tall like a vulture waiting to pick apart and dissect its prey. He kicked at Nostalgia, making sure to get a few mocking gestures in while he was at it. Once he’d had enough, Harvey crouched down to Nostalgia’s level.
Harvey Yorke: Oh, how the mighty fall...and fall again. How does it feel, Nostalgia? Void of all senses. Isolation and complete loneliness. Lost without a direction to follow or create. Face it Nostalgia, I predicted your demise far ahead from our encounter at Night of Champions.
Harvey paused, as though he was allowing the brute to speak. Then, he chuckled.
Harvey Yorke: Yes, I know. Even I fell short at claiming the X-Division title. But it was I that received the audience’s undying attention that fateful night. You spoke so highly about the odds of such a skilled man such as yourself to come forth and capture the title. In reality, I was fingertips away; you were out of range. How’s that for a lethal dose of reality?
Another long pause.
Harvey Yorke: I’ve heard it many of times over. “Nostalgia is a realist.” “Nostalgia will use his intelligence to reach the highest echelon EWC has to offer.” But what you do not realize, is that you’re being brought down by your own limits. Whether you see it or not, you are the man you’ve set yourself to antagonize. Look at this way: you’d be an instant success if it weren’t for your limitations. But instead, you’d prefer to get common sense beaten into you - god knows even if you’re listening right now.
Harvey stood up once more, carefully pacing over the ‘Prophet of Pain’. It seemed as though, for a second, Nostalgia opened his eyes - the harsh lighting made it hard to tell.
Harvey Yorke: Why, take a look at all that I was able to accomplish since arriving. How I’ve made an entire roster feel threatened by my presence...why is that Nostalgia? There’s a certain power held within sin and destruction; within an individual’s bad intentions. You make the entire world your enemy, because at the end of the day, all you have is yourself. And for Harvey Yorke, I’d do anything. I’d hurt a complete stranger to get ahead in my career. I’d nearly kill a wounded opponent if it meant making a statement. But what does poor Nostalgia do? He sits, he ponders, he reassess his choices.
The devil laughed, drowning the room in more darkness.
Harvey Yorke: That’s a step in the right direction, lad. Unfortunately, it’s not enough. It never will be enough. You study psychology, is that right? You were also raised in the wilderness, correct? Then perhaps that you’d know that human beings are the most selfish species on the entire planet. We’re all inherently bad people. Just give in, Nostalgia! I can’t promise you a bright future. Hell, stars eventually die out - just ask yours truly. What I can promise you, though, is a sense of fulfilment in your life. Now, I’m not the type to make easy alliances, but if what you seek is reaching beyond your limits, then allow me to assist. Imagine a life where liberation comes from tossing away a moral compass that’s yet to lead you to the promised land. Your blood, your sweat, your tears: all will have a greater purpose in this industry if you are able to give in to sin.
Emerging from the shadows is Xander Healy, as he attempts to sit up the half-awake half-unconscious
Nostalgia against a nearby wall. Harvey slowly paces towards the so-called ‘Prophet of Pain’ and aims his finger gun underneath Nostalgia’s chin. Looking down towards him with malicious intentions, he continues.
Harvey Yorke: So what’s it going to be?
Nostalgia can't deny the truths behind the Devil's message. He can feel the darkness spreading through from.his feet to his eyes. He feels his pupils dilating, until the darknesss is covering the entire. Nostalgia rises about to accept his new calling. He blinks twice trying to regain his vision, he closes his eyes as he rubs them, his head pulsing in pain. He opens his eyes to see he is now staring out of an apartment building, staring across at Department of Inland Revenue Building in Sri Lanka. He looks on the wall and he sees a calendar with the date reading February 20, 2009. In his hands, Nostalgia holds a cold of the FIM-92 Stinger. Chills run down his spine, as he releases his grip of the rocket launcher, drops to the ground, and shimmies against the wall. He is trying to figure out how he got to this moment. Confusion overwhelms him, until he is caught off guard by a familiar voice.
Andrew Jackson: You remember this, don’t you?
Nostalgia turns to see Andrew Jackson donning his Navy Seal fatigues. Nostalgia looks bewildered, trying to process his surroundings, as Andrew Jackson continues.
Andrew Jackson: I remember hearing about this. I am guessing you got some bad intel, or never would have let it happen.
Nostalgia can barely muster a response as he pushes himself back to his feet. He leans against the wall, fighting to keep his balance.
Nostalgia: They said it was him and his bodyguard and his driver. That was supposed to be it. 44 people injured, 2 civilians DEAD. (He says in a hoarse voice, almost sounding as if he is fighting back tears.)
Andrew Jackson: I get it man. I have done things I hope my little boy never finds out or even witnesses while watching a movie. But let’s play this out. What happens if you didn’t pull that trigger?
Nostalgia: I…I don’t know.
Andrew Jackson: Well come on, genius, figure it out. That man doesn’t die. What happens?
Nostalgia-The people of the country suffer. Corruption escalates, leads to a Revolt, possibly a Civil War, 2-5 million out of the, at the time, 19-20 million men, women, and children populating Sri Lanka.
Andrew Jackson: You didn't intend to kill them, blame the intel and not yourself, cause you can't protect anyone or yourself if you are in your head. Now pick yourself up, get all your shit together and get back out there. You are letting your guilt eat you alive. I get it, you are ashamed of that act. Rightfully so. But one “evil” act, does make you an “evil” man.
Nostalgia-That may have been the only child, but it was not the only woman.
Nostalgia’s memory flashes back to a Car bomb explosion in 2012 in Naples, Italy. Jackson can see the sweat dripping from Nostalgia’s thick brows. Nostalgia’s eyes glaze over as it again seems, tears may fall any second. As the explosion occurs in his mind, he quickly slaps himself on each cheek before responding….
Nostalgia-Naples, Italy, 2012. There were 2 women killed from debris of a CarBomb. Not to mention, I have literally killed hundreds of men.
Andrew Jackson: My kill count is pretty up there too. Do you see me with horns and pitchfork? You need to stop crucifying yourself. Good, bad, right, wrong. You pick a side, with your actions now and in the future, that will determine which side you fight for. Leave this shit in the past. Where it belongs. If you want to succeed in EWC. You need to be 100% focOused. Not on whether you are a good guy or bad guy, you need to focus on your craft. Your new line of work. You….
Suddenly, there is a loud explosion. Nostalgia falls back and hits the wall. He closes his eyes. Nostalgia’s mind swirls and twirls like something out of the Wizard of Oz. When he opens them, he is no longer in Sri Lanka with Andrew Jackson. Nostalgia stands up dazed and confused. The large man looks around and appears to be in a large cavern like lair of some type. Webbing is everywhere and from some of the cocoon like sacs protrudes bones and skulls. A foul stench wafts through the air as the algae filled stream bubbles and pops.
Nostalgia- Where am I?
A red haired woman rises from the steaming bubbling stream. Her tattered moss colored over coat and dark green make-up gives her away as Future Stars one and only Cheyenne. The fiery redhead has tiny spiders crawling all over her and she steps out of the creek and moves towards the large wild man.
Cheyenne: You're in the Spider Queen's lair, darling.
She walks to the man and runs her hand across his massive chest as she walks circles around him. Chey chuckles as her emerald orbs meet the Brawl superstars eyes once more. This time her eyes glaze over a bit.
Cheyenne: Wild man, much like every animal in your kingdom, there is a natural ferociousness. An ability to kill, maim and destroy. Embrace it beastmaster. Do you really think the people truly love you you? They will abandon you much like your parents did. Just like your so called friend Johnny did. Taking the easy way out, leaving you all alone. Those so called fans are the same type of people who bullied us in school, in the orphanages. They only want to see us bleed, and break. I say unleash your inner beast and break your opponents.
She steps back a bit, her long red mane falls over her face.
Cheyenne: Embrace your inner beast, rule your kingdom. Or you will be just another forgotten prey of the wild.
Cheyenne burst into maniacal laughter. The laughter is consuming Nostalgia’s mind, he just wants to lash out and destroy. Nostalgia feels the fire burning of vengeance in his heart, he is about to let out a warcry and strike, but as he opens his eyes, Nostalgia looks up to see Magdalena Lockheart sitting at her station in the Paper Street Tattoo Company, Bronx New York. She's leaning over a customer with her tattoo gun in hand. She dips the tip into the ink well and presses the pedal on the floor that gives the gun it's iconic buzz. As the camera pans in closer from above, we can see that her client is none other than EWC superstar Nostalgia, although Nostalgia appears to be sleeping.
Nostalgia's eyes flicker open as the needle cuts through the skin on his left arm. The faint buzzing sound and the pain from the tattoo seems to have brought him back to life. Nostalgia's eyes then dart around the old-style shop, it's instantly clear that Nos doesn't know where he is or more importantly why he is here. Magdalena continues to trace lines along his skin, not seemingly paying much attention to her canvas until he starts to move.
Maggie Lockheart: Don't move.
Nostalgia- Where am I?
Maggie Lockheart: Just a couple more quick passes and the outline should be done.
Nostalgia looks down at his left arm to see the beginnings of a fresh new piece of body art. His first thought on the matter is that its not actually that bad, but with no memory of coming here or asking for a new permanent tattoo he's not entirely comfortable with her continuing.
Nostalgia- Wait. I know you from somewhere-
Maggie Lockheart: Oh, we've met. Please, hold still.
Nostalgia--What am I doing here?
Maggie Lockheart: Look. If you keep moving and I screw this up, it'll be you that will have to wear the mistake for the rest of your life... and trust me... neither one of us want that.
Nostalgia-What I want? I want to know why I am getting a tattoo, of what I am getting a tattoo and why I am here. I mean I could stare at you all day, and you are a talented artist, but something is not right.
Maggie smirks and rolls her eyes.
Maggie Lockheart: You're getting a tattoo because you wanted one. Why else would you be here? As far as the art itself, why don't you take a look?
She pushes herself on her rolling stool back towards the station table. Nos looks down at the finished outline of the The Golden Ratio Symbol on his arm.
Except it is not just plain black, it set ablaze. He doesn't know what to think about it at first, but seeing it makes him swell with pride.
Maggie Lockheart: So... what do you think?
Nostalgia- It's... it's...
Maggie Lockheart: Anything less than 'absolutely incredible' and I'll be disapointed.
Nostalgia-I…I’m actually speechless for once.
Maggie Lockheart: Well, it's also not finished. A little bit of shading on the top and around the middle, and you'll be all set.
Nostalgia: That's great. But I still don't understand why I'm here. As strange as it sounds, I don't remember coming here in the first place.
Maggie turns to him, and she places her finger across his lips to silence him.
Maggie Lockheart: Shh.
She looks around the shop. They're the only two in there, and yet she appears nervous. She checks over both shoulders before leaning down in Nos's face. She whispers to him.
Maggie Lockheart: Sometimes, the answers to our questions are what's inside of us. You know? Sometimes, you only think or feel like you don't know. But you do know... don't you? You've known all along, perhaps it's just something that your heart knows but your mind is still struggling to comprehend.
Nostalgia- The Golden Ratio. The Fibonacci Sequence. The sum must be the whole its parts.
Maggie Lockheart: I will say this... there's always two types of people that come around here. There's those that are healing, and those who have healed.
She nods her head at Nos's new tattoo.
Maggie Lockheart: Getting a tattoo is painful, but the tattoo itself is one of life's most beautiful scars. So, maybe it's time that I ask the question. Just who exactly are you?
The camera cuts backstage to Nostalgia opening his eyes on the bed in the office of Chief Physician, Hiro Lee. He quickly checks his arm and sees the Golden Ratio tattoo is not there. He looks at Dr. Hiro.
Nostalgia- How long I was just out for? I had the craziest dreams.
Dr. Hiro: You have been in and out for the past half hour. Nostalgia, due to the attack, you will be undergoing Concussion Protocol before being cleared for the Rumble. Why don’t you tell me about those dreams, and be as descriptive as possible.
As Nostalgia interpret the dreams back to Dr. Hiro, the camera cuts away.
FSW CHAMPIONSHIP
HATCHET GULLY
VS OTAKI (C)
Mystery Man: Welcome back to Rumble in the Bronx. We have another exciting matchup for EWC gold. Let's go to Nina Dobrev for the introductions.
Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the FSW Championship. Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 225 pounds. From Erie, Pennsylvania. Accompanied by A$hley Quid. HATCHET GULLY!
Heavy Metal Kings blares out and A$hley Quid runs out from the back and jumps around celebrating, then insulting 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, the Emo Princess 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: These two are no strangers to each other. A few months ago they faced off at Scars and Stripes and Otaki retained.
FBI: Gully needs a win here tonight and all of that will be erased.
DING! DING! DING!
The two competitors slowly circle each other before engaging in a collar and elbow tie up. Otaki quickly slips behind Hatchet and pushes him toward the ropes. Hatchet grabs hold of the ropes and the momentum sends Otaki off her feet. The champion quickly rolls off her back and ducks a running clothesline from Hatchet.
Otaki bounces off the ropes and attacks with a running uppercut that Gully side-steps. Gully grabs ahold of Otaki's hair and pulls her to the mat. Referee John Dean warns Gully but the damage is already done. Gully stomps on her stomach and connects with a standing elbow drop. Gully quickly makes the cover.
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FBI: Gully isn't here to mess around. I think he's gonna put this one away quickly.
Otaki pushes Gully off of her and both wrestlers get to their feet. They meet in the center of the ring and this time Otaki strikes first with an reverse elbow. She lands a couple open hand slaps on Gully before whipping him into the turnbuckles. Otaki sprints into a running butt bump but Gully catches her and slams Otaki to the mat with a wheelbarrow facebuster. Gully turns her over and makes the pin.
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Mystery Man: Gully with a devastating facebuster! He's picking up momentum.
Hanks: They are very familar with each others moves. It's a chess match out there.
Gully gets up from the mat and brings Otaki to her feet. Gully connects with a right hand before going into a punch combo to the midsection of Otaki. Gully whips Otaki into the ropes and sends the Emo Princess into the air with a back body drop. Otaki falls to the mat while Gully taunts the crowd. Gully walks to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Otaki rolls to her feet and knocks Gully down with a running dropkick. Gully gets caught up in the ropes and Otaki follows up with a big boot that drops him to the mat.
Otaki gets to her feet and drills Gully in the back of the head with a double foot stomp. Gully sits up and holds his head in pain while Otaki winds up and hits him with a football kick. Gully covers his chest in pain but Otaki jumps into a knee drop that connects with the forehead of Gully. Otaki holds him down for the cover.
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Mystery Man: The champion taking it to her challenger with a series of vicious strikes.
Hanks: The bounty Hatchet and A$hley Quid put out provides as motivation.
Otaki brings Gully back to his feet and goes for an irish whip. Gully reverses and sends Otaki into the corner. Gully charges in for a spear but Otaki moves out of the way and Gully hits the steel post. Gully falls in the corner holding his shoulder as Otaki hits him with a running butt bump. Gully's head whiplashes off the turnbuckle and sends him falling out of the ring.
A$hley Quid runs to his side and helps Gully to his feet. Suddenly Otaki comes flying in with a suicide dive that sends both Quid and Gully to the floor. Otaki gets back to her feet and goes into the Haruhi Suzumiya Dance as the crowd goes wild.
FBI: I don't see how any of this is entertaining. Otaki should not be putting her hands on Miss Quid.
Otaki pulls Gully back up and rolls him into the ring. Otaki hops onto the apron and goes to springboard off the ropes but A$hley grabs her by the foot. Otaki turns and kicks Quid into the barricade. The two ladies exchange words when suddenly Gully knocks Otaki off the apron with a running knee. Otaki goes flying to the floor as A$hley dives out of the way. Gully slides out of the ring and helps A$hley to her feet and the two grin at each other.
Hanks: What do you have to say about that? A$hley should not be at ringside for this championship match.
FBI: What are you talking about Hanks? We need her here. Wrestling has always been up the eye candy.
Gully grabs Otaki by the head and slams her face first into the barricade. He picks Otaki up and drops her back first into the apron. Otaki winces in pain and falls to the floor. Gully stomps on Otaki until she disappears under the ring.
Mystery Man: Gully is trying to stomp a hole through Otaki's chest.
FBI: It's called a curb stomp. You ain't about that thug life Mystery.
Mystery Man: You're probably right.
Gully reaches down and pulls her up, rolling Otaki back into the ring. Otaki rolls across to the opposite side and crawls to the ropes. Gully slides back into the ring and beelines toward Otaki for a running knee. Otaki moves out of the way and counters with a reverse snapmare driver. Otaki makes the cover.
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A$hley Quid is seen walking out of the picture as Otaki rolls out of the ring to confront her. A$hley goes to slap Otaki but it's blocked and the Purple Haired Dynamo reels back a right hand. Gully grabs Otaki by the arm and spins her around into a fireman's carry. Gully presses her off his shoulders and drops Otaki face first onto the barricade. Otaki falls to the floor revealing a gash over her cheek bone. Gully brings Otaki back to her feet and sends her into the ring before making the cover.
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Mystery Man: A$hley is making her presence known here tonight. Maybe they collect on the bounty themselves.
Gully brings Otaki back to her feet and winds up for a european uppercut. Otaki stops him with an eye rake and hits Gully with multiple slaps followed by a spinning backfist that stuns him.
Otaki bounces off the ropes and knocks Gully off his feet with a Shoryuken. Otaki poses in the center of the ring before making the cover.
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FBI: All the posing is gonna lead to her demise.
Hanks: This is her style and it's proven to work time after time.
Gully gets a shoulder up and Otaki gets to her feet. She hits Gully with multiple stomps to the chest before walking to the corner. She climbs to the top turnbuckle before looking down at A$hley Quid and pointing at her. Suddenly Gully grabs ahold of her and brings her down to the mat with a spinebuster off the top rope. Both wrestlers stay down on the mat as referee Dean starts his count.
Gully is the first to move as he crawls over to Otaki and barely makes the cover.
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Mystery Man: That was a spinebuster straight to hell! Otaki still mustered the strength to kickout.
Gully rolls over to his back and takes in a deep breath. He uses the ropes to pull himself up and stalks Otaki as she slowly pulls herself off the mat.
Otaki gets to her feet and Gully closes in for a spinning back fist.
Otaki ducks underneath it and hops onto Gully's back, locking in a rear naked choke.
Gully tries to fight it but ultimately drops to one knee as Otaki squeezes his neck. Gully reaches over his head and pulls Otaki to the mat with a snapmare takedown.
Gully locks in a chokehold of his own and lifts Otaki off the mat.
Otaki counters and slips out of the hold, landing behind Gully and pulling him down the mat with the Grand Finale. Otaki makes the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner, AND STILL! FSW CHAMPION OTAKI!
Mystery Man: Otaki retains the title once again in another great championship match.
FBI: And now we have to sit through more dancing and more posing.
Mystery Man: We'll be back with more Rumble in the Bronx.
BACKSTAGE
Britt Larsen is seen skipping through the corridor backstage. All you can see is a shot of her pink poodle skirt and high heels. The camera then pans up to her face where she is smelling some roses. Walking toward her is Ace Heart.
Ace Heart: Hello Britt Larsen and welcome to Rumble in the Bronx. It's a pleasure to have you here.
Britt Larsen: Well thank you giggles
Ace Heart: Last time we saw you it appeared that things were not good between you and Anthony Grunge. However, it looks as though things are better now.
Britt Larsen: Things are way better. Anthony explained to me later on that the lipstick note was just a well-preserved piece of paper that was just in the junk drawer in his computer desk. We are a happy couple again Smiles and then giggles
Rebel Rhodes is seen with Anthony Grunge. The two are smiling and laughing for a moment. Anthony Grunge sees Britt Larsen, looks worried and walks away.
Ace Heart: Why Rebel Rhodes what happens What did you say to Anthony Grunge?
Rebel Rhodes: I just thank him for finding my lucky bracelet.
Ace Heart: Well it looks as though, Anthony Grunge is in hot water again!
You hear a loud scream coming from Britt Larsen
The screen cuts to black abruptly, and we soon hear an eerily familiar discordant orchestra slowly rising as similarly familiar imagery fades up on screen...
The image lingers for an agonizingly long time, the fluttering of its many old, dry pages scritch-scratching away along with the tuneless music. Then, suddenly, it snaps shut and stands up on end to reveal an equally archaic and ancient leather cover as locks snap into place, sealing it.
A hand - old, but not as old as the tome - reaches into view and grasps the book tightly, lifting it from its pedestal as the screen once again goes black. Smoky grey tendrils rise up, twisting and writhing like ghostly serpents as they slowly fill the screen, and out of these sinister new shadows steps a bald man with sharp, refined features and a cold fire blazing in his eyes. The book we saw previously is held almost tenderly in his right hand.
Stranger: The more astute of you - that is to say, those with a grain more intelligence than the otherwise braindead masses that watch this company's pantomime of violence day in, day out - will probably recognise this book which I hold in my hand. You may even have the capacity to recall the dark, mysterious phenomena that accompanied its appearances, first at Night of Champions when its discovery was made known, and later on near the end of an episode of Brawl, when a rain of blood heralded the words that its power was growing... and even now, its malevolent influence is spreading, reaching out to those on this company's roster it deems worthy of sharing its dark majesty... only the greatest, the most twisted, broken, paragons of ruthless evil will hear its call. And they will come, one by one or in their masses, they will answer its summons, offer it their servitude, their power, and aid it in the undertaking of its ultimate purpose, as have I!
A wicked smile crawls across this thin lips, eyes burning with a zealous madness as he grips the book tighter to his chest.
Stranger: But who am I, you may ask? My name is Samael Scrybe, keeper of the Book of the Dead, its loyal servant and harbinger to its ultimate, diabolical purpose! And I have been keeping to the shadows, biding my time, for far longer than any of you baying sheep may believe... don't believe me? Then allow me to draw your attention all the way back to the 2016 EWC Honors Show...
The screen cuts to footage of the awards ceremony early on in proceedings; Otaki had just received the award for "Most Shocking Moment of the Year" for winning last year's Rumble, made her little acceptance speech, and walked off stage in shock to a round of applause from the esteemed guests in attendance. And amongst the superstars of EWC and the high-profile celebrities we see a familiar face...
The video freezes, lingering on the image to let the truth sink in before we cross-fade back to Samael standing triumphantly in the abyss, smoke curling up and around him almost as if at his command.
Samael: For almost a year since then I've been observing this company from the shadows, watching as stars rose and fall like the brightest yet briefest of candles, watched as those claiming to be the greatest of all time failed time and again to prove themselves anything more than mediocre whilst the EWC fans cheered tirelessly for their heroes, forever rising to the top with no real threat to stop them... but no longer.
He holds the Book of the Dead aloft, his voice rising with the passion and fire of a macabre televangelist.
Samael: Now, the Book has been found! And its power is growing exponentially by the day, the influence of its dark, alluring web cast wide, ensnaring those lost but with the potential for greatness! They will come, they will join forces with myself, they will lend their powers and efforts to the Book, to feed it until it is finally powerful enough to achieve its ultimate purpose.... and then, dear heroes of the people, it will be too late to stop us. No longer will you find victory so simple, no longer will you rise above your enemies with ease, because a real threat is finally coming to the EWC. For, you see, I am not the he of which the Book's sinister messages alludes to. I am but his humble, mortal servant. But make no mistake! The Circle is closing around you all...
The next few words appear in dark red etching above his head as he speaks them.
Samael: He is coming...!
The image cuts to black, leaving only his lingering dry laughter along with those blood-red words:
Stranger: The more astute of you - that is to say, those with a grain more intelligence than the otherwise braindead masses that watch this company's pantomime of violence day in, day out - will probably recognise this book which I hold in my hand. You may even have the capacity to recall the dark, mysterious phenomena that accompanied its appearances, first at Night of Champions when its discovery was made known, and later on near the end of an episode of Brawl, when a rain of blood heralded the words that its power was growing... and even now, its malevolent influence is spreading, reaching out to those on this company's roster it deems worthy of sharing its dark majesty... only the greatest, the most twisted, broken, paragons of ruthless evil will hear its call. And they will come, one by one or in their masses, they will answer its summons, offer it their servitude, their power, and aid it in the undertaking of its ultimate purpose, as have I!
A wicked smile crawls across this thin lips, eyes burning with a zealous madness as he grips the book tighter to his chest.
Stranger: But who am I, you may ask? My name is Samael Scrybe, keeper of the Book of the Dead, its loyal servant and harbinger to its ultimate, diabolical purpose! And I have been keeping to the shadows, biding my time, for far longer than any of you baying sheep may believe... don't believe me? Then allow me to draw your attention all the way back to the 2016 EWC Honors Show...
The screen cuts to footage of the awards ceremony early on in proceedings; Otaki had just received the award for "Most Shocking Moment of the Year" for winning last year's Rumble, made her little acceptance speech, and walked off stage in shock to a round of applause from the esteemed guests in attendance. And amongst the superstars of EWC and the high-profile celebrities we see a familiar face...
The video freezes, lingering on the image to let the truth sink in before we cross-fade back to Samael standing triumphantly in the abyss, smoke curling up and around him almost as if at his command.
Samael: For almost a year since then I've been observing this company from the shadows, watching as stars rose and fall like the brightest yet briefest of candles, watched as those claiming to be the greatest of all time failed time and again to prove themselves anything more than mediocre whilst the EWC fans cheered tirelessly for their heroes, forever rising to the top with no real threat to stop them... but no longer.
He holds the Book of the Dead aloft, his voice rising with the passion and fire of a macabre televangelist.
Samael: Now, the Book has been found! And its power is growing exponentially by the day, the influence of its dark, alluring web cast wide, ensnaring those lost but with the potential for greatness! They will come, they will join forces with myself, they will lend their powers and efforts to the Book, to feed it until it is finally powerful enough to achieve its ultimate purpose.... and then, dear heroes of the people, it will be too late to stop us. No longer will you find victory so simple, no longer will you rise above your enemies with ease, because a real threat is finally coming to the EWC. For, you see, I am not the he of which the Book's sinister messages alludes to. I am but his humble, mortal servant. But make no mistake! The Circle is closing around you all...
The next few words appear in dark red etching above his head as he speaks them.
Samael: He is coming...!
The image cuts to black, leaving only his lingering dry laughter along with those blood-red words:
He Is Coming...
Cut to black.
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
CJ NEWMANN
VS VALORA THOMAS (C)
Hanks: Well that was certainly weird ...
FBI: I don't understand what the fuck that was .. but I need another drink
Mystery Man: We should expect that man soon I suppose .. for now, lets focus on what's already here in front of us and that's the Television Championship match
Hanks: Valora has been an incredible Television Champion thus far, defending the strap on almost every single episode of Brawl since winning it. She is on an amazing streak
Nina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EWC Television Championship!
[Various Highlights flash through the Titan-tron of Newmann's career. Various big moments and moves that he did against his opponents show up. After the highlights this pops up on the Titan-tron.]
[All of the sudden "New Charlotte" starts as DuRu That King walks out onto the stage!]
[As DuRu and the squad is performing, This goes onto the screen.]
[At that moment, Newmann emerges from the back with a Rumble in the Bronx Metallic gold USA Flag hoodie that shines bright on the lights contact.]
[Him and DuRu dap up before Newmann starts to walk down the entrance ramp.]
Nina: Introducing First! The Challenger from Sin City, Nevada! He is NEEEEEWWWWWWMMMMMAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!
Newmann goes straight to the ring-hands area and pretends to hand them the hoodie only to do a full 360 and throws it at them. He laughs and slides into the ring and goes up on the turnbuckle making a championship belt motion on his waist. He gets down and goes to his corner to await Valora Thomas.
Nina: ANd his opponent, from Phoenix, Arizona...she is the EWC Television Champion.....VALORA THOMAS!
"Kick In The Teeth" by Papa Roach plays and Valora comes out with her manager, Mick, behind her. As she heads down the aisle toward the ring, Mick remains behind her, giving her last minute instructions and motivational utterings. She tags hands here and there before running up the steps and entering into the ring, where she goes about doing some boxing and kicks that "ooooh" and "awe" the fans. As her music dies, she goes to her corner and engages in some more warm up exercises.
Colin: Look at that. I haven't seen Valora like this in a while.
MM: You can say that again. The people will be getting their money's worth out of these two tonight if Newmann can withstand the might of the TV champ tonight!
Colin: The ref is trying to peel Valora away from him so we can get this thing started properly for this title defense.
The referee gets Valora to step back from Newmann as he signals for the bell.
DING DING DING
Valora and Newmann step to each other and the height differential becomes quite obvious.
MM: Just look at the height difference Colin. Valora, standing 5’8" Newmann, standing 6’3".
FBI: Height and weight naturally go to Newmann....but both have been wrestling for years.
Valora puts his hand on Newmann’s face and shove’s it away. Newmann just stands right back where he was. Valora does it again. And starts to get cocky about it as she plays the crowd. Newmann just steps back to where he was. Valora goes to do it a third time but Newmann ducks the hand and hits a T Bone Suplex to Valora.
MM: Valora was trying to intimidate Newmann, or even embarrass him but Newmann hits a huge T Bone suplex to Valora.
Colin: Valora needs to realize that while she might be the TV champ and one of the best in the business, Newmann is just as good.
Valora gets up as Newmann is in a wrestling stance. Valora has a smirk on her face as they lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Valora and Newmann go back and forth, and she pushes Newmann to the ropes. Newmann counters and pushes Valora to the ropes, they continue the exchange until Valora gets Newmann in the corner and begins to hit knife edge chops to Newmann. Newmann takes a step back and then hit’s a knife edge chop of his own.
MM: A test of strength with the collar and elbow tie up and Valora finally wins the battle pushing Newmann to the corner.
FBI: Now Valora and Newmann are chopping the skin right off each others chests. A third chop each, and another, and another.
Valora finally hits a knee lift to Newmann sending him back into the corner. Valora lifts Newmann’s right leg and drapes it over the middle turnbuckle. Valora then pulls up on Newmann’s ankle as the referee counts…1.……2.…….3.……..4.…..Valora lets go. Valora then begins to kick the inner thigh of Newmann.
The referee makes the count again as Valora continues to kick,…1.………2.……….3.…………..4.……….Valora stops and back away from Newmann as Newmann gets his leg from over the middle rope. Newmann bends and straightens his knee as Valora has a death stare on him. Newmann steps out from the corner as Valora circles him.
Colin: This already looks like it will be a technical marvel. Valora’s already targeting Newmann’s right leg, and Newmann has already hit one of his explosive suplexes that focuses on the head and neck area.
Valora and Newmann go for another collar and elbow tie up but Newmann ducks….go behind…..waist lock….Release German suplex. As Valora lands, Newmann is up, favoring his right leg a little. Valora holds her neck as she begins to rise and Newmann is quickly on her and hits a gut wrench suplex. Newmann goes for the cover...
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MM: Newmann realizing he needed to muster some offense fakes the collar and elbow tie up and hits a release German suplex and then a gut wrench for a 1 count. Newmann is really focusing on the neck and head of Valora.
Newmann goes to pick Valora up but Valora hits a drop toe hold. Valora then lifts up Newmann’s right leg and slams it to the mat. Valora lifts it again and slams it again. Valora then rolls Newmann over and holds his right leg up and hits an elbow drop to it and then torches the knee by lying on the inner thigh and pulling up on the ankle. The referee gets into position, but Newmann refuses to tap out.
MM: And just like that, the tide of the match has changed and Valora is in control.
Colin: That is how this match will be until the bitter end.
Newmann rakes the eyes of Valora as Valora loosens her grip. Valora gets up holding her eyes as Newmann begins to try. Valora regains her vision and clips Newmann as he is getting up. Valora grabs Newmann’s right leg and pulls him over to the ropes. Valora places Newmann’s right ankle on the ropes, jumps in the air and sits on Newmann’s knee.
Colin: Newmann finally able to get free, but gets clipped on his way back up. Valora then pulls him over to the ropes and sits on his knee, driving her own bodyweight into Newmann’s knee, into the mat.
Valora up again, and back down on Newmann’s knee. And Valora for a third time. Newmann pulls his leg out and Valora stands over Newmann smiling ear to ear. Valora picks Newmann up and begins to taunt him slowly as she makes him stand up. Suddenly Newmann wraps his arms around Valora and hit’s an Overhead Belly to Belly suplex. Valora lands on the back of his neck and shoulders as Newmann grabs for his leg. Newmann gets back up slowly and as Valora is getting up Newmann puts Valora’s head between his legs, picks up Valora and then quickly drops for a snap piledriver. Newmann is holding his leg as Valora holds her neck.
MM: Newmann out of no where hits an over head belly to belly and then a piledriver to put this match at a stalemate.
FBI: Both combatants are down and each holding the body part the other wants ripped off of their bodies.
Newmann gets up and is really limping. Valora is getting up as Newmann goes to whip her into the ropes, Valora reverses it and grabs Newmann with force and plows him into the mat with a Spinebuster.
MM: Holy cow! I think the people in Brooklyn heard that spinebuster.
Colin: I try. Look at that! Newmann hasn't moved since he got pounded into that mat.
FBI: What will Valora do next?
Valora, still holding her neck, picks up Newmann and hits a shin breaker. Valora picks Newmann back up and hits a second shin breaker. Valora picks Newmann back up and goes for a third, but Newmann gets a forearm to the side of Valora’s head. Valora drops Newmann and Newmann lands gingerly. Newmann goes for a right hand, but Valora ducks and hits a huge lariat.
MM: BIG LARIAT BY THE CHAMP!
Valora gets up and smirks as she tilts her head with a slight appearance of anguish. Valora picks up Newmann’s legs and goes for a sharpshooter. Valora steps through, crosses Newmann’s legs and steps over. Valora has it locked and Newmann is in the center of the ring. The referee gets into position once again but Newmann just shakes his head.
Colin: That is it Double M, the match is over. Its just a matter of time before either Newmann taps or passes out.
MM: Newmann is fighting valiantly, but I just don’t think he can get out of this hold.
Newmann continues to say no as he holds his head, and grabs his hair due to the pain. Newmann pushes off of the mat but Valora just sits back more and Newmann drops back to the canvas. Valora pulls up more and smirks as Newmann is literally biting his finger. Newmann sinks his head back into his arms as Valora adjusts herself. Newmann begins to crawl to the ropes slowly. Newmann is about half an arms length away as Valora turns and sees this. Valora loosens the hold and drags Newmann back to the center of the ring. Valora repositions herself and sits back down. Newmann is biting his finger again as he refuses to quit.
MM: Newmann almost made it to the ropes, but Valora dragged him back to the center of the ring. Newmann seems to be going limp.
Newmann puts his arms out as he realizes how close Valora’s leg is to his arm. Newmann grabs Valora’s ankle and pulls, Newmann adjusts his body so his other arm can get the other side of Valora’s ankle and Newmann pulls, Valora falls over as Newmann gets released from the hold.
Colin: Newmann just found a way out of that supbmission? How did he do it?
Valora gets up and is livid. Valora kicks Newmann’s right leg repeatively as she locks in the sharpshooter once again.
MM: Well it looks like all that work was in vain as Valora has cinched in that sharpshooter once again.
Newmann’s eyes light up as he pushes off of the mat, Valora is trying to fight Newmann off as she is trying to sit further back but Newmann manages to out power Valora and push her off of his legs. Newmann scrambles to the ropes and begins to try to pull himself back up as Valora gets up and charges. Newmann manages to get to his feet as Valora reaches him. Newmann ducks and Valora turns around and Newmann lifts Valora up, puts her on his shoulders and quickly tosses her up, then....
MM: GG EZ! Newmann caught the champ with GG EZ!
Colin: Now...can Newmann take advantage?
Newmann and Valora are down in a heap on the mat. Valora is on her back as Newmann is on his stomach and side. Suddenly we see the hand of Newmann drape itself over Valora’s chest. The referee counts
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DING DING DING
Nina: Your winner and NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION.....NEWWWWWWWMANNNNNN!!!!!!!
John Dean hands the EWC Television Championship to CJ as he thrusts his arms in the air in victory, grabbing the belt tightly with both hands before exiting the ring
Mystery Man: What a match here tonight, and I have to admit this is a shocking result. Valora was heavily favored coming into this match, but Newmann proved to be the better wrestler tonight
Hanks: It came down to heart tonight, Newmann had more of it. He was hungrier and wanted it more. Now lets see if he can live up to the prestige that Valora leaves on that belt. Successful defense after successful defense regularly on Brawl
FBI: Valora was a great fucking champion, but it's Newmann's time now .. make the most of it kid, because people will be gunning for that belt every fucking week
Mystery Man: Very true ... and speaking of gunning for titles, our next match is the International Championship match .. which was supposed to feature Cyrus Black, but we have no idea if he is even going to be able to participate or not after earlier reports came in he was involved in some kind of car accident. I guess we will find out more .. next
BACKSTAGE
Victor Price has changed his suit and is spotted walking down the hall with a purpose
Victor spots Valora Thomas coming down the hall after her match. She looks tired and upset at the loss .. but Victor waists little time confronting her
Victor: Valora, not sure what the hell happened out there but it looks like you lost a bit of weight .. give or take about 18 pounds
Victor smirks as Valora looks up at him unimpressed and continues to walk past him
Victor: What? No witty comeback? No threat? I guess you lost more then just the Television Championship tonight .. oh and that resignation letter you dropped off for me .. I got it laminated. Its now hanging inside a solid gold frame on my wall. So thank you for that gift
Valora stops in her tracks, turns around and looks back at Victor. She smirks .. looking him up and down. Valora doesn't say a word, she turns her back to him and continues to walk off as Victor whistles while walking off in the opposite direction
Victor: One down .. one more to go
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
CYRUS BLACK
VS REBEL RHODES
VS ANDREW JACKSON (c)
We cut back to ringside where we find that Mystery Man, Colin Hanks, and FBI are joined at the commentary table by none other than Cyrus Black, in full ring gear with a bandage wrapped around his head.
Black: I LLLLIIIIVVVVEEE!!!!!
Hanks: That you do, Cyrus. I'm surprised you're even at ringside, let alone in your gear.
Black: Yeah unfortunately the EMT sent my test results off for consultation. So I'm on standby until they say yay or nay.
Mystery Man: So what exactly happened? I've heard a few conflicting accounts.
Black: Well, I was just about to make a left hand turn to the back parking lot when this old seventy-something buick just plows into my rental car. I'm lucky that sucker had airbags just beat the crap out of me from all directions
Cyrus chuckles humorlessly.
FBI: Air bags, a safety device that can knock you tha' fuck out.
Hanks: No kidding.
Black: So yeah, I got rocked pretty hard, saw double and the doc wants to make damn sure I'm healthy. Downside is? I'm on the sidelines watching my own match happen without me.
Hanks: It's a shame, but it's also good to see you're still alright.
Black: Who knows, the doc says if the results come back fast enough, I just might make the Rumble.
Mystery Man: Silver linings, right?
Jessica Stroup: THE SCHEDULED MATCH HAS BEEN CHANGED INTO A ONE ON ONE MATCH FOR THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!! INTRODUCING FIRST. THE CHALLENGER...
#SHOT THROUGH THA' HEART AND YOU'RE TO BLAME....
#...DARLIN' YOU GIVE LOVE... A BAD NAME!
#FUCK YYYYYYEEEEAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Atreyu's cover of Bon Jovi's classic, "You Give Love a Bad Name" assaults the P/A system. Through the curtains steps a fit, pale skinned, raven haired and heavily tattooed woman. Her dark brown eyes wander over the crowd as she stands upon the stage, taking it all in for a moment. On her face we find dark crimson painted on her full lips and red highlighted black eye shadow over her eyes. Her modest chest is contained by a fringed red and blue leather vest, her ass covered by black and silver tights. She sports standard black pads on her elbows and knees, with knee high laced wrestling boots to match. On her wrists are red, white, and blue bands. Upon her hips rests a thick black leather belt with a large and square silver buckle that reads in an ornate font, "REBEL."
Jessica Stroup: ON HER WAY TO THE RING....
She makes her way to the ring with a confident stride, slapping fives with a few outstretched hands as she does so. It doesn't take her long to reach ringside. She climbs the steps, wipes her feet on the apron, and slips through the ropes. Giving the crowd a three finger salute, Rebel Rhodes backs into a corner of her choosing and waits.
Jessica Stroup: FROM CORTEZ, COLORADO, STANDING AT FIVE FEET AND ELEVEN INCHES TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO POUNDS...
RRRRRREEEEBBBBBEEEEEELLLLL RRRRRRHHHHHHOOOOODDDDDDEEEESSSSS!!!!
The crowd pops and Melinda raises her arm with a three fingered salute to the fans.
Hanks: Rebel looking tense and ready for war here tonight.
Black: Did you see her shoot earlier? She looked fierce as hell. I mean how many women you know describe themselves as a hundred and fifty pounds of nightmare fuel?
FBI: She's just a tattied up chick with a look.
Mystery Man: Not big on Rebel Rhodes?
FBI: The jury is still out on her, Double M.
Jessica Stroup: AND HER OPPONENT....
“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. Around his waist is the EWC International Championship gleaming on full display.
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.
Jessica Stroup: FROM NORTH CAROLINA STANDING AT FIVE FEET AND TEN INCHES TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY POUNDS... THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION...
AAAAAANNNNNDDDDDDRRRRRREEEEEEWWWWWWW JACKSSSSSOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN!!!
The Champ hoists his belt high in the air, casting a hard gaze to the crowd. His eyes stop at the announce table and he gives a small solemn nod to Cyrus. Having reached into the cooler by the announce table, Cyrus holds up a no-branded cola as if to salute the champ.
Hanks: Andrew Jackson giving the fans a good look at the prize.
Black: I thought his shoot was pretty interesting. Andrew has always been like, the polar opposite of wrestlers like Melinda Rhodes. While Mel's fun and all, she's feisty and fierce. Andrew on the other hand is cool, and calm, like he's just one of the chillest dudes you could ever meet.
Mystery Man: And when he's in the ring, as he's proven time and again, the Champ is all business.
FBI: It's what gives him an edge in the ring. Let the other guy, or girl in this case, just fight their fuckin' heart out, only to gas out while you still have plenty in the tank and you just take their tired ass out.
Melinda and Andrew get face to face, intensity burning in each other's locked gazes. No words are exchanged. Andrew simply raises the belt at his side, getting a huge pop from the crowd. She looks up at that gleaming belt briefly and then back at him with a nod. A small smile crosses his lips as he nods in return and steps back.
Mystery Man: The Ref's in the ring. Let's kick this thing off!
Upon recieving the championship from Jackson, The Ref turns and hands it off to a ring attendant. He then gives a quick check of both competitors and motions for the bell.
DING DING DING!
After a short moment circling, Rebel and Andrew lock up in a tight collar elbow. Immediately the Champ seems surprised to find Rebel standing firm and unmoving against his push. He quickly transitions, pulling Rhodes into a short lived wristlock. She front flips with a tuck and roll while taking firm hold of his wrist and putting him into a hammerlock. Andrew tries to reach around any way he can, the Rebel moving against him and away from that grabbing hand.
He then twists and turns, quickly maneuvering around to do the same to her. Rebel moves with him, however and instead, maneuvers him into a headlock for a quick takedown. It's short lived as he bridges his legs and starts to push her back up to a stand. He then wrenches free of the headlock. Unaware of his ring position at this point, he locks on a rear waistlock and backbridges with a quick release German Suplex towards a nearby corner.
Rebel however, flips with the toss and her feet land on the second rope, her rear end plopping upon the turnpad. With a shrug, she shoves herself up onto the top rope and what Jackson sees when he's back on his feet is the last thing he expected: Melinda flying off the ropes at him with a crossbody block. On impact, however, he thinks fast and kicks his legs, flipping Melinda onto her back for a quick pin!
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TWO-KICKOUT!!
Black: Close call for The Rebs!
Hanks: Jackson with some fast thinking and a good reversal into a pin!
Jackson and Rebel roll apart and come right back at each other for a tie up, but the Rebel changes pace and pulls Jackson into an Irish whip, only to be reversed herself. She flies at the corner with a front flip, hits the turnbuckles and flips over the ropes and onto the apron.
Jackson sees it and rushes forward with a roundhouse kick that catches Rebel, surprised by his quickness, right in the side of her head. She is spun off the apron for a hard landing on her side, her left arm taking the brunt of the fall. She gets up with a hand to the back of her head and flinging her wrist as Jackson sets up in the ring, watching and waiting.
FBI: You gotta' be quicker than that, Rebel girl.
Black: Where's her manager friend, the little redhead cutie named Molly?
Hanks: Perhaps Rhodes thought she needed to do this on her own? Hard to say really.
As soon as she's on her feet, Jackson gets a good running start and dives through the ropes. The impact drives them both to the floor in a heap!
Mystery Man: and a Suicide Dive by the champ drives the Rebel straight to the floor!
Black: Andy Jack there came through the ropes like a lawn dart!
FBI: High stakes? Go all out, but you gotta' wonder, what will Rebel Rhodes have left in that tank of hers when she goes into the rumble?
Both individuals felt that impact and were a bit slower to rise, Jackson gathering Mel by her left arm and hard whipping against the barricade. She winces on impact, her back arched. She then folds forward, gripping her shoulder while fans are giving her back pats and urging her on. Rebel looks up in time to catch a running clothesline from Jackson that sends her flipping over the railing and into the very same gathered fans, knocking a couple over by accident.
FBI: A little fan interaction goin' down.
As Jackson helps Rebel to her feet, she catches him with a stunning forearm shot, then smacks his forehead right into the barricade. He staggers back, growling in pain. She then climbs onto the barricade and leaps forward, catching and downing him with a neckbreaker on the floor! Rebel leaps to her feet with a three fingered salute to the fans while screaming, "WWWWAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Crowd: !!!!
Hanks: Out of nowhere with a flying neckbreaker off the barricade and a Rebel Yell for emphasis!
Black: You know, part of me thinks I might have lucked out here.
FBI: If you get cleared for the rumble, you still gotta' face her.
Black: From one car wreck to the next if I'm lucky, right?
Rebel helps Andrew to his feet and tosses him up and over the apron, then follows in suit to avoid the count out. Andrew gets to his feet with a stagger and Rebel backs into the ropes, then snaps forward with a spring. He turns just as she leaps forward, wraps her legs around his head, and whips him to the canvas with a headscissor whip, followed by a pinfall!
ONE!
TWO-KICKOUT!!!
Mystery Man: Headscissor whip and pin ends with a two count. Jackson showing that resolve and resilience he's known for!
Rebel slowly helps Andrew to his feet, only to get whipped to the nearest corner. Jackson runs right behind her, only for his eyes to widen too late to realize that Rebel thinks fast, leaps onto the top rope, then faults off. He's unable to change direction or hault his momentum as her entire body crashes down on him with a fast moonsault dive. She hooks both legs for another pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-KICKOUT!
As Rebel gathers up Jackson, a sudden forearm blow, followed by a stiff right punch rocks her back a couple steps. She rubs her jaw and immediately turns with a haymaker. Andrew ducks it and comes under her swinging arm with a fast body shot, followed by another forearm blow that sends her staggering. He then takes her by the left arm, twists, turns, and judo tosses her to the canvas, immediately following up with a tight, wrenching armbar!
Black: Well I didn't expect that!
Mystery Man: The Rebel has been pushing Andrew to his limits and now he's bringing in that Navy seal training!
FBI: You don't fuck with Navy Seals in hand to hand.
Rebel twists and turns, trying to free herself and in her seemingly chaotic turns, manages to get a foot on the ropes, forcing Jackson to let go. She gets up ringing the arm and taking in a deep breath. Jackson stands legs bent, arms up, and hands open, shifting left to right.
Hanks: I don't think we've seen this out of Jackson before.
FBI: Everybody keeps secret weapons for rainy days and Rebel Rhodes.
She brings her fists up and commences raining punishing boxing hooks, jabs, and crosses, but as she does so, Jackson rotates his arms, deflecting the blows expertly. Rebel's strikes grow more furious and eventually the two's hands become rapid fire blurs until suddenly he blocks a wild haymaker and bursts forward with a punch right to her solar plexus, driving the wind from her lungs.
While she's sucking air he comes at her. Rebel tries for a quick strike but is caught and pulled in by both arms. Andrew turns his back, pulls her in and flips her forward with a Judo Ucha Mada toss to the canvas! The Rebel groans, fighting to roll to her knees.
Hanks: I know that's a Judo toss, but I haven't seen that before!
Black: *wincing* Oooooo.... that looked painful
Mystery Man: The Ucha Mada is a Judo throw, part of Navy Seal training. Uses your whole opponent's body and momentum against them and I have had it done to me, it's rare to see in wrestling, and yes, it hurts like a son of a bitch on solid ground. Thank god wrestling rings have a little give these days, right?
At that point, as Melinda's getting to her feet, Jackson moves in behind with a rear waistlock and backbridges for a Steep German Suplex pin!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
TTTHHHRRR-KICKOUT!!!
Rebel thrashes out of the hold and rolls away, still fighting to regain her lost wind from the sternum punch earlier. She turns right into an oncoming Andrew Jackson who hits her with a Stepping front kick to the gut, followed by a higher and harder kick that catches her right in the forehead as she doubles over. The Rebel is rocked flat on her back, eyes glazed over as she stares up at the arena lights.
Mystery Man: Switching it up with some Tae Kwon Do there, I think Rebel Rhodes just got knocked out cold!
Black: Andrew is just dominating now!
FBI: And that's why he's the champion, kids. He's pulling out his secret bag of tricks.
Hanks: He is a Navy Seal and they borrow Disciplines from Boxing, Judo, Tae Kwon Do, Karate, and Krav Maga.
Andrew could go for the pin right now, but instead he hoists Melinda up to her feet, the Rebel on shakey legs. He goes to lift her up for the Patriot suplex, but the Rebel kicks her legs and throws off his balance. On the return trip, she hooks him a front facelock, throws her legs forward and drops Andrew skull first to the canvas with a stunning DDT counter! Both lay on the canvas for a moment, Andrew clutching at his forehead while Melinda lays flat out in the star fish pose, her wrists twitching as she tries to will her unresponsive body to get up.
Mystery Man: Impressive counter by Rhodes! She almost went down to the Patriot, but was able to turn that into a DDT comeback!
Hanks: These two have beaten the hell out of each other, but while Rebel Rhodes showed her wrestling chops early on, it's been a different story ever since Andrew Jackson busted out his Seal Training.
Black: You ever find it weird how we named one of the most dangerous military units we have after one of the least dangerous creatures in the ocean?
FBI: You got a point there.
Mystery Man: Well Andrew Jackson is on his feet and leaning on the ropes, that DDT really snogged him good.
The Champ leans on the ropes, shaking the cobwebs loose, a few beads of sweat starting to show on his brow. Meanwhile Rebel has rolled onto her side, her breaths still hard but evening out as she too shows signs of fatigue from the match. She fights her way to her knees, looking over at Andrew with a nod. She gets to her feet and he shoves off the ropes with a running body kick.
She side steps his running kick and stomps down on his other foot, then follows it up with a swift kick to the inner side of his knee that nearly sends him to the canvas. She then goes for a strike, only for him to deflect and catch the wrist, pulling her in for an abdominal stretch, which she quickly counters into one of her own. He tries to reverse the ab stretch into a hip toss, but the Rebel steps around him, pulling him towards the ropes and hip tossing him up and over with an impressive amount of height and yet, Jackson catches the ropes and lands on the apron.
As he gets to a stand, The Rebel hops forward with a dropkick, catching him right in the face and sending him out to the floor in front of the EWC Announce table!
Mystery Man: After an exchange where Rebel Rhodes busts out some secret weapons of her own, Jackson is sent out of the ring and right in front of us at the announce table!
Rebel crouches low, watching and waiting for Jackson to get to his feet. She lets out a loud yell and runs straight for the ropes, diving through them. Jackson does the smart thing and dives to the side, Rebel Rhodes eyes widening for a second just before she collides, left shoulder first, into the announce table with her full body weight behind it. Melinda lands in a heap, gripping her arm, kicking her legs, and crying out in sheer agony, "AAAAARRRRGGGHHHH FFFFUUUUUCCCCCK!!!!" She rolls onto her right side, tears escaping her closed eyes as a camera man moves in close to highlight that it was visibly dislocated.
FBI: Maybe a little less yelling when you run and dive, yeah?
Black: Rebel's hurt and you're cracking wise asshole?
FBI: If you don't like it, go to the back and let us do our job you obnoxious prick.
Before Cyrus Black can even think of knocking FBI's block off, Jackson gathers up The Rebel and pulls her up by that left arm. Rebel grits her teeth, mascara running down her face, as Andrew pulls her forward with a running Irish whip that sends her careening into the ring steps. She tries to turn, but ends up ramming her left shoulder right into those steps with enough force to dislodge them. Again, Rebel rolls onto her side, clutching at that shoulder and screaming, "AAAAAAHHH-HA-HAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!"
Black: Hold up!
Mystery Man: Cyrus, what are you doing?! You're not cleared!
Black removes his head phones and rushes up to Andrew shouting, "Dude stop, she could be seriously injured!" Andrew shouts back at him, "SHE KNEW THE RISKS, NOW SIT YOUR ASS DOWN BEFORE I DOUBLE UP THAT CONCUSSION!" Cyrus's nostrils flare as he and Andrew are face to face, practically nose to nose. Both fail to notice that Melinda was no longer on the ground. She was on the apron with a running start and plows into the side of Andrew Jackson's head with a running apron dive dropkick that sends him flying off his feet. Cyrus steps back to avoid any contact. Rebel gets to her feet, pats Cyrus's right cheek, then kisses the left, leaving a small smudge of red lipstick.
FBI: Slut.
Hanks: It's just a kiss on the cheek.
FBI: She didn't kiss me.
"Don't worry, I got this Cy," She said, her face streaked with Mascara. The Rebel turns,and grips her arm. With a bit of force, she shoves the arm up to line up her shoulder with the socket and then springs forward and slams it into the nearby ring post as hard as she can. Her reward was a spike of pain accompanying a barely audible crunch heard over the nearby camera as the shoulder pops it back into it's socket socket. "AAAAAAGGGGHHH FFFFUUU-HHHUUU-HHHHUUUUUCCCCCCCCK THAT FUCKING HURT!!!"
FBI: That is one tough ass bitch right there....
Cyrus joins them back at the announce table and puts on his headset.
Black: Ok, so I'm going to sit here, watch this match, and be a good little boy.
Hanks: No one can blame you for that, Cyrus.
Melinda rolls back into the ring and onto her knees, rubbing at her shoulder. At that same time, Andrew Jackson is pulling himself up onto the apron. As she gets to her feet, he slips through the ropes and The Rebel turns right into a gut kick, followed by a spinning twist of fate neckbreaker! Immediately Andrew goes for the pin attempt!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!
TTTHHRRRE-KICKOUT!!!
Andrew rolls on his back, staring up in frustration and fatigue now at the arena lights. One could almost hear his thoughts screaming, "Why won't she just stay down?!"
Mystery Man: Rebel Rhodes is far more resilient than we've given her credit for and she's been given plenty of credit for the past few months!
FBI: With each passing minute in this match, she lowers her chances in the Rumble. That shoulder is going to be a mammoth target now to boot.
Melinda rises onto her knees, Andrew noticing this, quickly does the same only to be jacked right in the face by a hard right hand. He returns the favor and the two began to hammer each other back and forth right there on their knees. The shots begin to slow as one blow nearly tips Andrew over, only for him to fire back with a shot that nearly bends Rebel back. Andrew grabs her and slowly pulls her to a stand on unsteady legs, only to get a solid right cross that sets him back a step. He answers with the same, Melinda's head whipping to one side. Andrew backs into the ropes, springs forward with a sprint and drops her with a running DDT to the canvas followed by another cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
TTTHHHHHRRRRE-KICKOUT!!!!
FBI: How in the hell is she still going?
Mystery Man: I have no idea but they are both getting back up.
Andrew pulls The Rebel up by the arm and then whips her to the ropes, He fires off the roundhouse, but the Rebel ducks it, hits the ropes and rebounds. He turns and immediately his world is turned upside down as she slams into him with her right shoulder, spearing him off his feet and to the canvas. Melinda hops to her feet and screams at the top of her lungs, "AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo!"
Mystery Man: BUSTED STRAIGHT JUST ROCKED ANDREW JACKSON!!!
Hanks: And now she's gathering him up by the legs!
Still a bit dazed, She takes Andrew by the legs and rolls him onto his belly. Stepping through his legs, she crosses them into a sharpshooter, then bends back, lifting his lower body off the mat and nearly bending him in half with the elevation while roaring, "TAP! TTTAAAAAPPPP!!!"
Mystery Man: And Now she's got Jackson in the Rebel Deathlock and has him nearly bent in half!!!
Black: Man that move is intense if you're caught in it. You do not want to be in Andrew's shoes right now!
Andrew roars in pain,"NNNNNOOOO!!!!" while trying desperately not to tap out in the hold, even going so far as to bite down on his hand.
Hanks: Andrew Jackson is fighting with everything he has, the pain excruciating! He has to tap out now!
FBI: Tap or Snap, that's the rule, right?
With a surge of adrenaline, Andrew pushes up on his knuckles and begins to "Punch Walk" his way to the ropes, The Rebel, in her worn down state, having trouble keeping him from pulling her to the ropes. Even through her tights, one can see the tension in her legs as she fights each push he makes. At one point, he collapses, his hand out ready to tap, but then Andrew sees his finger tips mere inches from the ropes. The Rebel starts to pull him away and he shakes his head and pushes himself forward to grab the rope with his outstretched hand.
Mystery Man: HE MADE IT! Jackson's got the rope break! The match continues!
Upon being told, Melinda collapses forward onto her hands and knees, panting heavily. Andrew rolls flat on his back, clutching at his right knee and hip which took the brunt of the Rebel Death Lock, his teeth grit in pain. The Rebel rises first and starts gathering Andrew up, only to be caught by a Karate style twisting punch right to the sternum that knocks the wind from her yet again...
Hanks: That short punch to the sternum of Andrew's seems damn potent!
...Andrew pulls Melinda into a front face lock, slips her arm over his shoulder. He then lifts her perfectly vertical, gives a soldier's salute, holding the salute for several seconds despite a quiver in his legs. Just as he's about to fall back, Melinda spins free, catches him in a three/quarter necklock over her right shoulder and drops forward with a diamond cutter she calls...
Mystery Man: SHOT THROUGH THE HEART!!!
Black: ...and you're to blame.
Hanks: Darlin' you give love...
FBI: Shut the fuck up.
The Rebel lay motionless for a few seconds on impact, only to flop her arm over Andrew's chest.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!
TTTTHHHRRREEE!!!
DING DING DING
Jessica Stroup: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL AND THE NEW EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION..... RRRRRREEEEEBBBBBEEEEEELLLLLLLL RRRRRRHHHHHHOOOOODDDDDEEEEESSSSS!!
The Rebel's theme hit's the PA and she rises to her knees, seemingly unaware of where she is for a moment. Then she hear's her music, sees Andrew Jackson on the canvas, and the memory returns. The Referee hands her the title belt and she stares at it, tears filling her eyes as emotions spill over. The Referee helps her up and then hoists her right hand in the air.
Mystery Man: That was a mammoth encounter between these two. Win or lose, no one should be ashamed of what went down here tonight.
Andrew Jackson lays unconscious on the canvas as The Rebel raises that belt up in the air, a mixture of triumph and anguish on her face as every muscle in her body was screaming in pain.
Black: That was one hell of a match and I kind of feel for Jackson right now. He threw everything he had into this fight and came up empty. He's goddamned Navy Seal in full on Navy Seal mode and yet The Rebel kept coming back. I hope he's....
Cyrus listens in on his headset for a moment.
Black: ...GOOD NEWS! I'M IN THE RUMBLE!!! WOOOHOOO!!! YEAH!
He tosses his head phone aside and springs around the ring shouting, "I'M IN THE RUMBLE! I'M IN THE RUMBLE!" He then points at Melinda, who was just exiting the ring, "SEE YOU IN THE RUMBLE!!!! !!!" Before finally rushing to the back.
FBI: Such an excitable guy....
The ref checks on the Jackson, who simply shoves him back and rolls out of the ring. Taking a deep breath and shaking his head, he slowly walks up the ramp with a bit of a limp in his step.
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BACKSTAGE
The camera fades in to a green-screen, the only other object in shot a large - most would say stereotypical - treasure chest sat on the left-hand side. We can hear some heated mutterings off-screen, coming from two very distinct voices.
Voice: Mr Darkwater, you need to get into shot. We're running out of time.
Morgan: Nay, I say - Price may have me contract, but even a man such as me'self has his pride. I refuse...!
Voice: We've been through this already, Sir --
Morgan: Captain.
Voice: Captain... I have the authority to deny your participation in the Rumble if you refuse to participate.
There's a gruff, muttered curse that couldn't be aired, even for an extreme wrestling company such as EWC as the familiar figure of Captain Morgan Darkwater, complete in his long crimson leather coat, tri-cornered hat askew atop his mop of scraggly black hair. He pauses beside the chest, turns to face the camera, and we can see his face is dire, almost as if he were trying to kill with his glare.
Morgan: T' th' Seven Hells wit' ye an' ye damn threats, lad. Ye know full well I need t' partake in that Rumble, that me word is me honour and bond. So I'll go through your damn motions, but don't 'spect me to be happy or be ye damn dancin' monkey.
Voice: ... Are you talking to me, or Mr Price?
The Pirate Captain's expression intensifies further, a tight wicked smile cracking his face as he chuckles darkly.
Morgan: Aye - t' both. Let's get this o'er wit', then...
Voice: Alright, finally... just one second...
The green-screen flashes to the shores of a tropical island, Darkwater just about successfully superimposed against it with minor fuzziness. His shoulders slouch as he stares long and hard off to the side of the camera.
Morgan: ... Ye gotta be bloody kiddin' me. It's like no one paid attention to me whole creed o' bein' a real, serious pirate. Curse it all... Gonna take me months t' claw back all th' credibility this charade is gonna destroy.
Voice: The script, Captain.
A deep, shuddering sigh escapes the middle-aged man, and his eyes drift off to the side again where a cue of some kind is obviously situated. He proceeds to read the lines with zero-enthusiasm.
Morgan: Ahoy there, buckos - god feckin' damn it all - tis I, Cap'n Morgan Darkwater. Ye jus' found me about t' open this treasure chest I jus' dug up - goddamn lies, it be 'ere all along, an' they know it. Ye think ye fans be idiots, Price? - I wonder whate'er could be inside? Sure t'be riches an' gems th' likes o' which nay mortal man 'as e'er seen before - way t' bloody overhype this pile o' garbage, whate'er it turns out t'be - I can barely wait. Captain Morgan opens the chest --
Voice: Don't read the stage directions, Captain.
Morgan: Ye want me t' do this blasted nonsense or not? Bloody leeches... Lesee here...
He stoops down to pop open the clasps of the chest and throw the lid up. His eyes widen slightly as he gazes at its contents before reaching in an pulling out a length of black cloth.
Morgan: Hark, tis an e'en greater treasure than e'en I dreamed possible - I ne'er bloody say 'hark', does lit'rally no one pay any attention t' details? - look. Th' brand new Captain Morgan Darkwater t-shirt, exclusively available from th' EWC ShopZone.
He unfolds the t-shirt and holds it up for the camera to see.
Morgan: Alright, I be th' first t' admit that's a damn fine lookin' shirt. But th' foam cutlasses, pirate hats an' collectable tankards? Nay. I refuse t' flog those.
Voice: Captain...
Morgan: A man has his limits! Buy me damn shirts, an' any other pirate tat the EWC try an push at ye! There, DONE. I'm done. I gotta Rumble t' prepare fer!
He throws the shirt back into the chest and storms off.
Voice: Captain...
Morgan: A man has his limits! Buy me damn shirts, an' any other pirate tat the EWC try an push at ye! There, DONE. I'm done. I gotta Rumble t' prepare fer!
He throws the shirt back into the chest and storms off.
30 PERSON RUMBLE
[WINNER FACES DRAKE AT WRESTLEFEST XV FOR THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP]
[WINNER FACES DRAKE AT WRESTLEFEST XV FOR THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP]
Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentlemen the moment has come. The match we have all been waiting for .. it’s time for the 30 Person Rumble!
Hanks: Tonight, has been built up since Otaki won it last year. 30 Wrestlers will put it all on the line tonight for a shot at the EWC Undisputed Championship
FBI: Tonight’s winner, like in years past will earn themselves a ticket to the WrestleFest Main Event where Drake will be putting his EWC Undisputed Championship on the line.
Mystery Man: So many questions heading into this match. How will Prime fair against the more seasoned Brawl and Rampage rosters? Will Otaki repeat last years magic? How will UFC trained fighters like Eddie Crank fair in a over-the-top-rope type match with 29 other opponents?
Hanks: There is so much talent on Brawl, Rampage, FSW and Prime .. this really could be anyone’s moment tonight. Last year Otaki turned a lot of heads and shocked many people by winning the rumble. Can someone from FSW prove that was no fluke?
FBI: Enough with the fucking questions .. lets get this thing going
Mystery Man: … and with that. Nina Dobrev appears ready to announce the first two entrants in our Rumble tonight. Each selection is done at random via a lottery selection backstage. We will not know who is coming out until the Wrestler has made his or her way out to the ramp
Hanks: Another Wrestler will be added to the match every 60 seconds until all 30 have come out here
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen .. Welcome to the Main Event! This is the RUMBLE IN THE BRONX! This is an over the top rope battle royal in which 30 Superstars will enter the match and through elimination, only one person will win. In order to be eliminated, BOTH feet MUST touch the ground! Every 60 seconds a new superstar will enter the ring until all 30 participants have entered. This match has no time limit. There are also no disqualifications. And the winner will receive a shot at the EWC Undisputed Championship at WrestleFest in December!
Mystery Man: Wooo .. I’m psyched, are you guys psyched?
Hanks: I have goosebumps on top of goosebumps on top of goosebumps
FBI: You are both a couple of pussies
Nina Dobrev: Drawing FIRST in the backstage lottery .. Standing at 5', 11” and weigning in at 165Lbs .. from Dublin, Ireland .. The X-Division Champion .. EDDIE .. THE WHIZZER .. CRRRRRRAAAAAANK!
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.
Mystery Man: Favored by many to win, Eddie has drawn the dreaded first spot and will have to potentially withstand 29 other opponents to win
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.
FBI: I hate the theatrics these days. I used to come out like a train and beat the shit out of everyone then walk out just as fast. No time for dancing and light shows
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
Hanks: I wonder who he will be going up against first ..
Nina Dobrev: And his opponent .. drawing the selection of SECOND in the lottery .. Standing 6', 3” and weigning in at 258 Lbs .. from Huntington Beach, California ... Residence Of Presence, The Infinity Man, NJC .. NEO JAMES CARNERRRRRRRR!
"Fightin' Words" By Casino Madrid begins to play melodically over the loud speakers as the of guitars ascend to the boiling point and the song engages with a fierce snare and double bass drums.
Mystery Man: Wow, we will be starting with two members of Monday Night Brawl .. our X-Division Champion and the rookie Carner
Neo begins to make a triumphant strut down to the ring, his chin held high as his hands lay at his side moving with his stride. He looks down all around at the people at the side of the ramps, he keeps his bearded chin up as he glides effortlessly forward in a striding saunter.
Hanks: Neo will have a certain height and weight advantage here tonight, but the question is .. can he survive 60 seconds with the X-Division Champion? What a career defining moment it would be for the rookie if Neo can somehow send the odds-on favorite over the top rope
Neo makes it to the ringside area as he circles around the ring, jumping up effortlessly onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He walks over to the ropes on the side of the stage as he grabs the top rope with his hands and then yanks down on it, flexing all of his muscles before releasing it, a giant white and red pyro exploding out the top of the nearby turnbuckle like a mortar.
Neo roars into the air as he circles the ring, peering out into the crowd as he gives his bare chest a hardy slap. He has a grin on his face, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares out into the crowd.
Neo rushes the ropes one more time and he yanks them with a mighty rip and the corner mortar pyro goes off again as the song keeps blaring over the PA. Neo rotates his neck as he steps to the nearest corner and leans against it cracking his knuckles and awaiting the match to begin.
DING DING DING
00:00:00
Mystery Man: Here we go, the bell has sounded .. the clock has started ticking and it’s time for the Rumble
Crank and Neo circle each other in the ring, both taking in the enormous moment that is upon them
Hanks: It is very loud here tonight, these fans are excited and by the looks on the faces of Eddie and Neo, they are both ready to go
Eddie charges at Neo first and lands a right-hand punch. Neo is taken back a bit but answers right back with a left but Eddie moves out of the way and lands another right-hand punch to Neo followed by a left to the back of Neos head
Mystery Man: The champ looks focused and hungry tonight
Eddie goes for another punch but Neo ducks this time, then catches Eddie from behind and manages to lift him up and is able to put Eddie into a spinning rack bomb!
Hanks: Wow! That came out of nowhere
FBI: Neo just asserted his power just now in a big big way
00:01:00
JOHN BLADE ENTERS
John Blade makes his way down to the ring, slides in and immediately jumps onto Neo. The crowd explodes in cheers and Blade lands punch after punch on Neo
Mystery Man: John Blade is looking to make an impact early on here
FBI: He came out here so fast, I almost didn’t see him *winks at the cameras*
Neo throws John Blade off and the two grapples in the corner and Eddie Crank looks on from the other side of the ring
00:02:00
LATOYA HIXX ENTERS
Latoya Hixx is the next one out and she runs down to the ring
Hanks: Finally, we have our first woman and our first non- Brawl member out here. It’s Rampages own Hixx in the mix
Latoya gets in Eddies face immediately and begins to taunt him, Eddie smirks and pops her in the mouth with a powerful right hook sending her flying into the ropes. Eddie then unleashes a flurry of left and right punches followed with a head butt
Mystery Man: The Foggy Dew!
Eddie goes to toss Latoya over but he is hit from behind by John Blade
00:03:00
RAYNE ENTERS
The first Prime Represented Superstar Rayne enters the ring, and is met with heavy boos from the crowd who aren’t a fan of hers
Hanks: We now have Prime, Brawl and Rampage Superstars in the ring .. waiting on FSW
FBI: Thank you Captain Obvious
Rayne immediately goes after John Blade but she is caught with Razor Blade! John then grabs her by the hair .. drags her to the corner, gets Rayne to her feet and then lifts her up and over the top. Rayne lands on the outside and is eliminated
Mystery Man: Well look at that, the very first elimination is carried out by none other than John Blade
Hanks: I’m shocked. What a moment for him
00:04:00
EMMA LOUISE ENTERS
Emma Louise slides in the ring and simply watches the chaos as Eddie Crank, Neo James Carner, John Blade and Latoya Hixx all battle along the ropes.
00:05:00
AMIS SHELTON ENTERS
Amis comes running down to the ring, slides in but is immediately attacked by Emma Louise
Mystery Man: Amis is back in the EWC! Wow .. what a welcomed surprise
Hanks: He looks mighty rusty though as Emma Louise is laying a good beating on him
Eddie and Neo continue to trade blows as Blade and Hixx seem to be mirroring each other’s moves in some odd synchronized swimming type battle
FBI: I don’t know what the fuck Blade and Hixx are doing but it’s strange as shit
00:06:00
KRISTIAN BANE ENTERS
Hanks: Finally, our first member of FSW .. Bane is here!
Bane rushes towards John Blade but he moves out of the way and Latoya Hixx nails him boot to the mouth. Bane falls back against the ropes and Latoya Hixx clotheslines him not once, not twice, not three times, not four times but FIVE times before sending him over the top
FBI: Well I’ll be a monkeys uncle .. Hixx just eliminated Kristian Bane .. I repeat .. Latoya Hixx .. of Rampage .. just eliminated someone. Holy fuck it’s the end of days around here
00:07:00
NEAVEAH ENTERS
The former Indy Champion comes running down the ramp to a big cheer from the fans. She slides in the ring comes to the aid of Emma Louise who was being kicked by Amis Shelton. Meanwhile Eddie Crank and Neo almost had John Blade over the top but it was broken up by Latoya Hixx who has a bit of an energy surge
00:08:00
ANTHONY GRUNGE ENTERS
Amis Shelton manages to break free and begins punching Eddie Crank in the back of the head. Neo joins in on the fun as both wrestlers beat down on Eddie. Emma and Neveah seem to have teamed up a bit here and are fending off Hixx and Blade. Grunge, now in the ring goes on a punching rampage nailing Neveah, Emma, Latoya and John Blade .. knocking them all hard to the mat
Mystery Man: Grunge is out to set the tone here .. he’s on a mission
00:09:00
CYRUS BLACK ENTERS
Hanks: Here comes Cyrus Black which is a bit of a surprise considering he wasn’t cleared to fight earlier tonight, but was given clearance for this match
Mystery Man: He’s probably none to happy about missing out on the International Championship .. but he will look to make a big impact in this one, hopefully his head isn’t too badly hurt
Cyrus is in the ring looking for a spot to join in on. He sees Eddie Crank about to be tossed over and runs over to the rescue. Cyrus manages to pull off both Neo and Blade, but Crank headbutts Cyrus in the face
FBI: How’s that for a fucking thank you
00:10:00
STITCHES ENTERS THE RING
Cyrus Black is looking a bit dazed from the headbutt and Stitches capitalizes right away as kicks Cyrus in the groin and gets Cyrus up onto his shoulders. The Indy Champion has Cryrus up on the ropes and is attempting to toss him over but Cyrus is fighting to stay in .. Stitches manages to get a couple of punches in on Cyrus, and then finally a big push and over goes Cyrus Black
Mystery Man: Wow, one of the heavy favorites to finish in the final four just got eliminated
Hanks: Stitches showing no fatigue from his earlier match gets our next elimination
00:11:00
OTAKI ENTERS THE RING
Mystery Man: Here we go folks, the 2016 Rumble winner is here .. Otaki is now in the ring
Hanks: We now have 10 Wrestlers in the ring, with 3 eliminations so far
Stitches and Neveah lock up while Amis and Otaki begin to exchange blows. Emma Louise and Latoya Hixx continue to battle in the corner while Eddie, John Blade and Neo brawl on the opposite end
00:12:00
FREDDIE STYLES ENTERS
Mystery Man: Coming down at number twelve is Freddie Styles
Freddie slides into the ring and teams up with Amis in attacking Otaki. The two of them taking turns either punching or kicking Otaki who is doing her best to fend them off
Eddie Crank gets out of a hold from John Blade and sends him flying into the turnbuckle where Eddie begins tossing several punches to the mid-section. Neo then elbows Eddie in the back of the head and the two, start trading blows once again
00:13:00
ACE KING ENTERS
Mystery Man: Here comes another heavily favored to win Superstar .. Ace King
Ace jumps into the ring and charges at Stitches, sending him flying across the ring. He then comes face to face with Amis Shelton and knocks him flat on his ass. Otaki runs over to Amis and kicks him in the face while he is down. She then grabs him by the hair, forcing him to his feet and then nails him with a Left-handed knockout punch with brass knuckles, shouting "Falcon!" before the punch and "PUNCH!" during the punch which sends Amis up and over the ropes
The crowd really gets cheering now. Ace then grabs John Blade and sends him head first into Neo James Carner. Both men drop to the mat after their heads collide
FBI: Ace is cleaning house, but someone should remind him the goal is to toss OVER the ropes not against them
Emma Louise gets free of Hixx and superkicks her right in the face sending Latoya up and over the top rope
Neveah notices John Blade stumbling by the ropes and she charges over and clotheslines him up and over the top rope
Mystery Man: I can’t even keep up to what’s just happened! Amis is eliminated. Hixx is eliminated. John Blade is eliminated. Holy shit!
00:14:00
LUKE WOLFE ENTERS
Ace King sneaks up behind a beat-up Eddie Crank and punches him in the lower back. He does this a few times as Eddie drops to his knees
Luke Wolfe now slides in the ring and he begins to survey the mess Emma Louise and Otaki see Ace King beating on Eddie Crank and they join in on the beat down.
Mystery Man: Eddie needs to somehow get out of that corner
Luke Wolfe meanwhile has started working over Stitches. Neveah and Grunge are going at it, and now Neo James Carner has joined the effort in trying to get Eddie Crank out of the ring. As Eddie tries to hang onto the ropes, Neo punches Eddie repeatedly in the head ..
Mystery Man: I don’t believe what I am seeing ..
Hanks: Everyone thought it was gonna be gang up on Otaki, but instead its gang up on the X-Division Champion!
Eddie is yelling and swearing at everyone as he is half way over the top, Ace King is punching Eddie over and over in the chest until Eddie is forced to finally let of the ropes and everyone else and falls to the outside
Mystery Man: OH MY GOD!!!!!
Hanks: EDDIE CRANK IS OUT!!!! EDDIE CRANK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!
00:15:00
MORGAN DARKWATER ENTERS
Mystery Man: Ace King, with help has just eliminated his biggest threat. I can’t believe it
FBI: The nights first major shocker .. Eddie Crank is out of the rumble folks
Morgan is now in the ring and he is met right away by Luke Wolfe, the two begin to trade punches. Neo and Ace are now exchanging blows, while Neveah, Grunge, Otaki, Styles and Stitches are all battling each other in the far corner. Emma Louise rests up against the ropes watching what’s going on
The crowd starts to get a little frantic now, a mix of cheers and boos as some instant replay begins to show on the screen
Mystery Man: Wait a minute ..
Emma Louise looks up at the screen but before she realizes what’s about to happen .. its too late!!! She is grabbed from behind and pulled over the top rope and falls hard to the outside. Standing in her place is …. EDDIE CRANK!!!!!
Hanks: Eddie Crank is still alive!!!! After replay, it shows he landed on John Blade and Latoya Hixx outside the ring, and never had either of his feet, let alone both touch the ground. So Emma is out and Eddie is still alive!
00:16:00
AJ JOHNSON ENTERS
Eddie Crank charges towards Ace King, who turns around in absolute shock as Eddie begins to toss several body shots at Ace’s body. Meanwhile Neveah is doing her best to fend off an onslaught attack of Anthony Grunge, Luke Wolfe and Freddie Styles. Morgan and Neo are now going at it in the middle of the ring. Otaki attacks the newly entered AJ Johnson
00:17:00
REBEL RHODES ENTERS
Mystery Man: Here comes Rebel Rhodes, our new International Champion .. who seems to still be favoring that shoulder. She is mighty brave to still come out here
FBI: That’s what champions do. They lead by example.
Neveah manages to fight off Wolfe and Styles but Anthony Grunge and Neveah continue to go out at it, but Anthony now seems to have the upper hand. Anthony has Neveah in a chokehold and has her up against the ropes, she tries to fight him off but Grunge is overpowering her
Hanks: Neveah might be our next elimination here if Grunge can follow through
00:18:00
ANNABELLE ENTERS
Grunge has one hand tightly around Neveahs neck, and the other he is now using to punch her in the face. Neveah tries to block and break free but the former Champion finds herself at the brink of elimination. Grunge releases his hold and picks Neveah up and holds her over his head before throwing her out of the ring
Mystery Man: Oh no! Neveah has been eliminated
Grunge begins to showboat and taunt Neveah when suddenly from behind comes Freddie Styles who catches Grunge by total surprise and throws him over the top rope
FBI: Justice is served
Neveah laughs as she makes her way to the back, but not before giving Grunge a swift kick to the nads
00:19:00
JEREMY WARREN ENTERS
Mystery Man: As Warren makes his way down, we have now witnessed the eliminations of Rayne, Bane, Black, Shelton, Hixx, Blade, Emma Louise, Neveah and Grunge. Out of the first 11 people to enter the ring, the only 2 who remain are Eddie Crank and Neo James Carner
Hanks: We now have 12 in the ring right now, and it’s getting hard to follow
FBI: It’s a clusterfuck of goodness inside that ring right now
Mystery Man: This last elimination is brought to you by Pineapples .. they taste mighty fine on Pizza
Annabelle and Luke Wolfe have teamed up against everyone else in the ring. Eddie Crank and Ace King are still tied up on the mat in the corner. Eddie has him in a hold. Meanwhile, Neo and Stitches are up against Annabelle and Luke Wolfe, while everyone else is in the middle punching whatever they can hit
00:20:00
RUTHANN HUNTER ENTERS
Mystery Man: Well this is a huge surprise, Ruthann Hunter is back!
The crowd cheers loudly as Ruth makes her way down to the ring
FBI: Out of a short lived retirement comes the Queen herself .. nice to have her back
Luke Wolfe powerslams Freddie Styles and then leaves him to help Annabelle. Always the opportunist, Jeremy Warren sees Freddie Styles trying to get to his feet. Warren nails Freddie from behind and picks him up, places him on the other side of the ropes and then does a quick run, jump and elbow to the face of Freddie sending him hard to the outside
00:21:00
MAGGIE LOCKHEART ENTERS
Jeremy goes up behind Otaki and locks her into a chokehold. He gets her down to her knees but from behind is Ruthann Hunter who kicks Warren in the back of the head. Annabelle charges at Ruthann and the two exchange slaps, punches then kick to the midsection
Ace King has broken free of Crank and is now locked up with Stitches and AJ Johnson. Neo James Carner and Eddie are once again paired off, as is Morgan and Rebel Rhodes. Maggie makes her way over to Otaki and kicks her in the back of the legs, as Otaki drops Maggie headbutts her in the face
Hanks: Maggie going all savage here, I love it
00:22:00
SARAH LACKALN ENTERS
Sarah comes running into the ring like a bat out of hell .. slides in .. and runs towards Maggie Lockheart and nails her with The Abyss
Mystery Man: Well that didn’t take long to happen
Jeremy Warren has Eddie Crank up against the ropes, trying his best to get Eddie over the top. Jeremy hops up onto the bottom rope, using it as leverage as he begins to punch left and right to the face of Crank. Ruthann sees this and sneaks up behind Warren, grabs his legs and flips him right over the top rope
FBI: And that’s why you keep those feet firmly on the mat kids
00:23:00
KONNOR KLAY ENTERS
Sarah Lacklan and Maggie Lockheart are all tied up in the corner. Eddie Crank sits on the mat catching his breath, while Luke, Annabelle and Neo go to work on Ace King.
Rebel Rhodes and Otaki are locked up, with Otaki having a slight advantage thanks to Rebels earlier injury. Morgan and AJ are exchanging punches. Stiches and Ruthann are now tangled in a dance as well
Konnor Klay looks around the ring, spots Eddie Crank resting and charges over as the two lock up
Mystery Man: Seems everyone is accounted for
Hanks: Yep, I have eyes on all 14 in the ring right now
00:24:00
ENTER XAVIER REID
Hanks: The 24 minute mark is sponsored by Corona number 3, tastes good with Pineapple and Bacon Pizza!
Mystery Man: We are so meta
FBI: What the fuck are you two going on about?
Konnor Klay is now in the mix with Luke Wolfe, Annabelle and Neo in trying to get Ace King out of the ring. Eddie Crank makes his way over to that pile also. Rebel has Otaki up against the ropes, almost half way over. Morgan and AJ are brawling with Stitches while Ruthann breaks up the savage fight between Lacklan and Lockheart by taking out Lockheart from behind. This upsets Lacklan who wants Lockheart for herself as she charges at Hunter
Reid sees Lockheart down on the mat and he sneaks up behind her and slaps her into a tight sleeper hold.
00:25:00
CHEYENNE ENTERS
Cheyenne walks up to the ring, but does not yet enter. She just walks around looking at each side trying to find the right spot to get in on
Mystery Man: Smart play by Cheyenne out there ..
Ruthann seems to have the upper hand on Lacklan now, as the former EWC Champion has her up against the ropes … when suddenly … Cop Killa! Lacklan with the out of nowhere right hook that drops Ruthann
Mystery Man: That right hook just knocked Ruthann out cold
Hanks: That was such a hard hit I felt it in my dick .. wow
Lacklan grabs Ruthann by the hair and with all her might, gets Ruthann up against, and then over the ropes
Mystery Man: Ruthann Hunter has been eliminated .. wow! Now that’s a major shocker right there
Hanks: Many expected her to make the final 3 or 4
00:26:00
NOSTALGIA ENTERS
Sarah Lacklan looks down at Ruthann and laughs as the crowd boos Sarah. With the distraction of the crowd, this allows Maggie Lockheart to sneak up behind and toss Lacklan over the top rope
Mystery Man: Lacklan is elimina ..
Lacklan manages to hang onto the ropes and uses the momentum to slide right back in, summersaults to her feet and sweeps Maggies feet then pounces on her with a fury of lefts and rights
Mystery Man: Wow, what a move to stay alive. Lacklan might be a dark horse pick here tonight
Hanks: I’m blown away by what she just did. What an incredible move
Nostalgia avoids Otaki and Rebel and heads straight over to Stitches and starts up a battle with him. AJ Johnson and Morgan are going at it, as is Konnor and Eddie Crank. Xavier Reid is tied up with Luke Wolfe and Annabelle, while Ace King is fighting to stay in the ring against Cheyenne
00:27:00
MARKUS LORD RAAB ENTERS
Mystery Man: We are down to our second last entrant, and wow, what a surprise .. it’s Germany’s own Lord Raab
Hanks: We haven’t seen him in some time, this is a pleasant surprise
Lord Raab slides into the ring and targets Otaki right off the bat. The two start exchanging blows, but Raab overpowers her and takes her down to the mat
Hanks: Otaki has some history with Raabs brother, and boy is he dishing out some punishment here
00:28:00
SHELLEY SILVER ENTERS
Mystery Man: And here we go .. our final entrant of the night .. Shelley Silver!
Hanks: Nice to have her back in the EWC
FBI: She looks a little different *winks at the camera* Still sexy as always, but different ..
Hanks: Maybe she got a haircut
Konnor Klay comes up behind Lacklan who is still ontop of Lockheart, and he kicks her in the back of the head. Lockheart gets to her feet now and the two of them start beating on Lacklan.
Eddie Crank, Neo James Carner, Stitches and Morgan Darkwater are all battling each other in one corner of the ring. Otaki and Raab are still going at it. Ace King, Luke Wolfe, Annabelle and Rebel Rhodes are tied up in another corner. Nostalgia and Xavier Reid are exchanging punches. Shelley and AJ Johnson are now circling each other
Konnor Klay and Lockheart now have Lacklan up on the ropes, but she is fighting to stay in. Sarah manages to kick Lockheart in the face, but in doing so allows for Konnor Klay to get a good enough grip and toss her over the ropes
00:33:28
Maggie kicks Konnor in the groin while she is still down. AJ sees this, pushes Shelley off him and runs towards Konnor. AJ knees Konnor in the face and then clotheslines him over the top ropes
Mystery Man: We are now down to 16 Superstars in this ring
Shelley Silver and Otaki are now toe to toe as AJ grabs Raab from behind and has him in a hold. Ace King has Luke Wolfe almost over the top, but Annabelle comes to the rescue. Rebel Rhodes just rolled out of the ring to nurse her shoulder. Neo, Stitches, Morgan, Nostalgia and Xavier Reid are all now working together to get Eddie Crank over the top rope
Eddie is fighting back, he is punching Morgan over and over but the 5 men are clearly too much for Eddie as they get him up and toss him over the top ropes
Mystery Man: EDDIE IS OUT!!!!
Hanks: EDDIE CRANK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!! … AGAIN!!!!
FBI: Wait .. I don’t believe this shit
Eddie landed on the back of Rebel Rhodes who was out resting her shoulder. Eddie kicks off Rebel and hops back onto the apron, over the top rope and jumps right onto Morgan Darkwater. There is now a massive brawl on the matt and everyone is piling on
Mystery: This is the craziest thing I have ever seen
Hanks: Crank .. seemingly eliminated .. TWICE .. is still alive!!!
00:37:12
AJ Johnson and Lord Raab are now trading blows, AJ ducks a punch, kicks Raab in the groin and sends him to the ropes but follows behind speedily with a super clothesline from behind, but wait!!! Raab moves out of the way and AJ goes flying over the ropes
Mystery Man: Wow, lots of power behind that move .. and there goes AJ .. probably not the way he expected to go! Brutal
00:39:48
Lord Raab double checks to make sure AJ went completely over the top, when from behind comes Shelley Silver who grabs Raab’s legs and flips him up and over. Raab grabs hold of the ropes though, smiles but Silver kicks him repeatedly in the groin until Raab lets go of the ropes, and then Shelley runs and gives a final elbow to Raab’s head causing him to drop to the ground
Mystery Man: And then there were 14
FBI: This can still be anyone’s match here tonight
Morgan Darkwater is laying a beating on Ace King in the corner as Luke Wolfe, Eddie Crank, Neo, Stitches, Xavier and Nostalgia all appear to be locked up together against the ropes. None of them really having an edge, just tossing punches and kicks
Cheyenne and Maggie are toe to toe, while Annabelle, Shelley Silver, Otaki and Rebel Rhodes are in the other corner
Hanks: All 14 are accounted for here
00:43:15
Morgan with Hangmans Noose on Ace King ..
Hanks: Ace King and Morgan are both fan favorites here tonight .. but it looks like Ace’s time in the ring is almost over as Darkwater seems to have the upper hand here
Neo James Carner with a half nelson slam on Nostalgia .. but before he can capitalize, Luke Wolfe kicks Neo in the back of the head
Shelley Silver has broken free of the group battle in the corner and heads over to Nostalgia who is trying to get to his feet after that brutal slam. Shelley grabs him by the hair, bringing him to his knees and then she runs towards him and SILVER SUNSET!
Mystery Man: OH MAN!!! What a move!
Hanks: If this was a pinfall .. Nostalgia would be down for the count .. wow .. that was impressive
00:47:52
Luke Wolfe has Neo on his feet now and OH MY! DOOMSDAY DRIVER!
FBI: Rampage is putting on a clinic here right now
Morgan Darkwater has Ace King on his shoulders and is about to throw him over the ropes
Mystery Man: Ace King is about to be eliminated .. what a moment for Darkwater here tonight
FBI: Events like the Rumble are what turn Wrestlers into over-night sensations .. they take advantage of the stage, the moment and they go for broke
Luke Wolfe with a leaping double kick to the back of Darkwater, and Ace King goes flying over the ropes
Mystery Man: HE’S OVER! ACE KING JUST WENT OVER!
FBI: Luke Wolfe just helped Darkwater finish off King .. King has been eliminated folks
Hanks: Wait .. it looks like only one foot hit the ground, Ace King is hanging on for dear life
Ace has both hands on the bottom rope, trying to pull himself up. Annabelle sees this and runs then slide kicks Ace, but her momentum takes her out of the ring as Ace continues to hold on to the ropes and slowly rolls back in
Shelley Silver now has Nostalgia on his feet and against the ropes. Nostalgia refuses to fight back but is doing what he can to stay in the ring without hitting Shelley
FBI: At some point this guy needs to put aside his so called values and knock a bitch out
Hanks: Spoken like a true Chris Brown
FBI: Come on man .. it’s part of our sport. Domestic abuse is a whole other thing. I am completely against domestic abuse .. but in the ring .. I don’t give a shit or what is in my way, I am knocking it the fuck out
00:54:20
Shelley elbows Nostalgia in the head a few times .. which has him dazed, Shelley then takes a few steps back and charges towards him, but Nostalgia ducks down and flips Shelley up and over the ropes
As Nostalgia rests against the ropes, he is met with a clothesline from Rebel Rhodes which sends Nostalgia up and over as well
Mystery Man: SHELLEY SILVER AND NOSTALGIA ARE OUT!!!
Hanks: I am very surprised to see them out before the final 10
FBI: Only 13 left and we are already approaching an hour on this match
Rebel now turns her attention to Neo James Carner who appears to be dazed from an altercation with Eddie Crank .. Rebel is attempting to suplex Neo out of the ring
Mystery Man: Wait, who are these guys now?
Keith Williams and Rob Garcia come running down to the ring, they circle round to where Rebel has Neo ready for a suplex and they grab her feet and pull her down then out of the ring. Keith and Rob continue to go to work on the new International Champion, placing special attention on her hurt shoulder. They then send her back in the ring where Neo is on his feet waiting
Hanks: I don’t like this at all
Neo gets Rebels upper body onto the ropes and then flips her up and over eliminating her. Keith and Rob salute Neo and then head back up the ramp to thunderous boos
Mystery Man: The New International Champion has been eliminated .. and I don’t think she’s happy about it
Rebel is up on the apron as she and Neo continue to exchange words .. Rebel puts Neo in a headlock as Cheyenne sneaks up from behind and flips Neo up and over the ropes causing both Neo and Rebel fall. Neo’s feet don’t hit the ground though and he steps off of Rebel and back onto the canvas but Cheyenne is still there to finish him off with a roundhouse kick to the face .. sending Neo to the ground
01:02:12
Mystery Man: We are down to the final 10 .. Eddie Crank, Otaki, Ace King, Cheyenne, Annabelle, Luke Wolfe, Xavier Reid, Stitches, Maggie Lockheart and Morgan Darkwater
Hanks: Some big surprises in this final 10 .. wow
Rebel and Neo continue to battle outside the ring as Xavier Reid and Cheyenne are locked up in the middle of the ring. Eddie and Luke Wolfe are exchanging punches, Annabelle is working over Maggie on the mat, and Ace, Otaki, Stitches and Morgan are all bunched up in the corner
Eddie swings Luke into the corner, on his way he bangs into Cheyenne .. causing her to tumble forwards and Xavier catches her with a knee to the jaw.
FBI: Guaranteed she just lost a tooth or five
Reid, grabs hold of Cheyenne .. hits her with X-Ecution! He gets up off of her and lifts her up, chargers towards the ropes and throws her over. Cheyenne hits the ground and grabs her face immediately
Reid show boats, but the crowd wont have it as they boo the Canadian born wrestler
Mystery Man: He wont gain any friends after that
Before Reid can even turn around he is met a charging Luke Wolfe, but Reid bends down and flips Luke up and over the ropes
Mystery Man: LUKE WOLFE IS ELIMIN …
Luke lands perfectly on the outside of the ropes but still on the apron. Reid is walking away not knowing Luke is still alive and .. Spring Board 450 Splash!!!!
Hanks: WHAT A MOVE BY LUKE WOLFE!!!!
Luke then grabs Reid, drags him over to the ropes and suplex’s him up and over the ropes .. eliminating Reid
01:07:51
Maggie Lockheart with a Meteorkick! Causing Luke to fall to the mat. Annabelle sees this and quickly comes to the aid of Luke Wolfe but before she can do anything Otaki with a spinning heel kick knocking Annabelle hard to the mat
Ace King and Stitches have Luke Wolfe on his feet now as Maggie Lockheart goes to work on Luke’s midsection. The crowd cheers with every punch Maggie lands on Luke. Maggie with a huge Eclipsis Lunae ! to the head .. she then charges at Luke as Ace and Stitches let go of his arms and clotheslines Luke up and over the top ropes eliminating him
Mystery Man: LUKE WOLFE IS OUT!!!!
Hanks: Oh man .. that’s a shock!!!
The crowd cheers Maggie on .. but as she turns around she is met with The Flying Dubliner! Out of nowhere! Eddie Crank then finishes her off by flipping her up and over the ropes
Mystery Man: I almost forgot about Eddie Crank .. that kick came out of nowhere. Holy crap
FBI: Never leave the Whizzer unaccounted for
01:15:36
Morgan Darkwater, Otaki, and Annabelle are battling in the corner. Eddie Crank is resting against the ropes as he watches Ace King and Stitches exchange punches. Eddie sneaks up behind Ace and kicks him in the back, forcing Ace to his knees. This allows Stitches to place Ace in the Carnival Pretzel! Eddie laughs and heads back against the ropes
Mystery Man: This is what Eddie wants .. he’s been in here for over an hour. He needs his rest, while letting everyone else kill each other. It’s brilliant
Annabelle sends Otaki flying across the ring, which by accident, Otaki slams into Ace and Stitches, forcing Stitches to release the hold as the 3 of them now lay on the mat
Annabelle makes her way towards Crank and then two begin to engage in combat. Meanwhile Morgan is now free to roam about and charges towards Eddie and Annabelle
Ace King is now on his feet and he makes his way over to Stitches who is down on one knee .. Ace punches Stitches and then Blackjack Bomb!
Mystery Man: Oohhh .. that had to hurt!
Ace grabs Stitches and brings him over to the ropes, slowly putting Stitches arms, then right leg over the ropes .. Ace grabs the left leg but Stitches is fighting back now .. Ace lets go and punches Stitches several times in the gut, then again grabs the left leg, this time .. Ace is able to flip Stitches completely over the ropes .. eliminating him
Hanks: STITCHES IS OUT!
FBI: Not gonna lie, I didn’t expect him to do as well as he did tonight. He should be damn proud of what he did here. All of Prime should be proud
01:23:58
Mystery Man: We are down to the final five ladies and gentlemen .. one of these five wrestlers will be battling for the EWC Undisputed Championship at WrestleFest later this year
Annabelle and Otaki are in the corner now .. neither has the upper hand until .. Annabelle blows red mist into Otaki’s eyes .. Otaki grabs her face immediately as the mist burns her eyes. Annabelle then proceeds to kick and punch Otaki, then spears her in the corner .. finally Annabelle starts to choke Otaki before hitting her with the Crimson Mask!
Annabelle then lifts Otaki up, and staggering .. carries her over to the ropes .. Otaki hangs onto the ropes but Annabelle sprays more red mist into Otaki’s eyes .. causing Otaki to fall off the ropes and landing on the outside
Mystery Man: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Hanks: Last years Rumble winner has been eliminated!!!! Wow
01:27:44
From behind, Morgan slams Annabelle into The Skull'n'Crossbones! Morgan slowly gets to his knees and then feet as he drags Annabelle by the hair. Meanwhile Ace King and Eddie Crank are both sitting in opposite corners of the ring .. both breathing heavily and tired
Morgan lifts Annabelle up, props her on his shoulders and then lifts her above his head and throws her over the ropes onto the ground
FBI: And then there were 3!
Mystery Man: Annabelle has been eliminated leaving Morgan Darkwater, Ace King and Eddie Crank!
Morgan stands in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers him on. Ace King and Eddie Crank are now both on their feet .. one on either side of Morgan. Eddie and Ace both continue to circle Morgan .. Morgan looks somewhat annoyed .. so he he choses to charge at Eddie figuring Eddie to be the most tired of them
Hanks: Probably a smart choice, but then again .. Eddie IS the X-Division Champion and the ONLY Champion left in the ring
Mystery Man: Eddie has been in this ring for an hour and a half now .. this is unchartered territory for him. Fatigue and endurance are factors at this stage
Morgan towers over Eddie as he begins to unload with lefts and rights. Eddie doing the best he can to absorb the hits with his arms. Eddie kicks at Morgans legs whenever he has the chance but the larger Morgan doesn’t seem all that phased.
Ace stands back, unsure if he should help attack Eddie, or sneak up on Morgan .. Ace decides to sneak up on Morgan and sweeps Morgans feet causing Morgan to drop .. Eddie pounces at once, jumps onto Morgan and starts throwing punch after punch
Ace and Eddie then get Morgan to his feet together and they send him to the ropes. They attempt a double clothesline together, but its not enough to send the big man over the ropes
Morgan headbutts Eddie in the face, which busts his nose open .. but Ace manages to land Full House II on Morgan .. causing him to be somewhat dazed now. Eddie wipes the blood off his face and rushes to help Ace with Morgan
Mystery Man: I never thought I’d see the day where Crank and King would work together
FBI: You do what you gotta do to win .. right now .. this is what they have to fucking do to win
Both of Morgans feet are now off the ground and Ace and Eddie continue to lift the big man but Morgan is holding the ropes tightly. Eddie punches Morgan in the gut a few times, and both Ace and Eddie go for one final big lift and ….
SNAAAAAAAAAP!
The tope rope snaps off sending Morgan out of the ring and Ace, and Eddie with him.
Mystery Man: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!!!!
Instant replay shows the top rope snapping, Morgan flipping over and King and Crank following him. Morgans feet hit the ground but both Ace and Eddie are face planted on the ground with their feet on Morgan
Ace leaps to the apron and pulls himself back into the ring .. where he lays breathing very heavily
Meanwhile Crank is trying to move in such a way that his feet don’t touch the ground. Morgan is starting to stir and gets to his knees. Crank grabs onto Morgans back and throws himself backwards just barely grabbing the bottom rope .. Cranks left foot smacks the ground but his right foot stays up in the air
01:38:51
FBI: Crank is like a fucking cat .. he’s got 9 fucking lives tonight
Mystery Man: It looks like this match is going to continue despite the one rope being broken
Crank manages to flip himself over the top ropes and back into the ring. By then Ace King is back on his feet and greets Crank with a low blow, followed by a knee to the face.
Ace props Crank back up when suddenly .. The Dethroning!
Mystery Man: OH MY!!!!!!! Crank just spun that elbow to Ace’s head and Ace is down
Crank drops to the mat with Ace
FBI: I honestly thought it was about to be over .. and then that happens
Both men lay motionless for a few moments before Crank gets to his knees and starts to get Ace up with him. Now on his feet, he has Ace up against the ropes. Ace is very wobbly and can barely stand .. Crank begins to clap his hands and a similar clap and chant begins to follow around the arena by his fans from Ireland
As Crank gets Ace setup against the ropes .. Neo James Carner is suddenly back at ringside .. Crank has Ace partially over the ropes when Neo slides into the ring with a chair and whacks Crank in the back with it. Crank drops to his knees and Ace finally comes to his senses. Ace notices Crank at his feet and sets him up for a backwards suplex over the ropes, but he doesn’t have the energy to lift him. Neo has since left the ring
Mystery Man: Ace has no idea Neo just saved him
FBI: For what reason? Why did Neo come back? Just to be an ass?
Ace puts Crank chest first against the ropes, grabs his feet and starts to lift him over. Ace flips him over but Crank is holding onto the second rope .. neither of his feet are touching the ground
Ace starts to kick away at Crank, trying to get him to let go. He even drops to his knees, trying to pry Cranks hands apart
Neo then comes back around and punches Crank in the gut then runs off into the stands
The punch forces Crank to let go with the one hand, and Ace manages to force him to let go with the other hand
Mystery Man: He's done it! I can't believe it! Ace King has done it!!!
01:43:04
DING DING DING
Ace jumps onto the ropes with his hands raised high in victory as the bell sounds signaling his victory
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and Gentleman .. the Winner of the 2017 Rumble In The Bronx is ... ACCCCEEEEEEE KIIIIIIIIING!!!!
The Crowd cheers as the Gambler himself is named winner of the 2017 Rumble while confetti and balloons drop from the ceiling! Eddie Crank looks on in disappointment as he can't believe how this just ended
Mystery Man: Eddie Crank almost did it. He almost won the entire Rumble after entering first, but he certainly must be proud of what he did .. what he accomplished
FBI: How can he be happy or proud right now? He got screwed out of victory here tonight .. fucking bullshit is what this is. Neo took victory away from Crank and gave it to Ace King
Hanks: Ace King earned this win tonight, he might have come in a little later but he still did everyone on Rampage proud by outlasting some incredible wrestlers tonight and proving he belongs center stage and has booked his ticked against Drake for the EWC Championship in December
Mystery Man: Ace King versus Drake, what a match that will be at WrestleFest in Australia
Ace King continues to celebrate in the ring .. however the celebration is interrupted as Monday Night Brawl General Manager Victor Price makes his way down the ramp .. this time dressed in a Superman suit
FBI: How can he be happy or proud right now? He got screwed out of victory here tonight .. fucking bullshit is what this is. Neo took victory away from Crank and gave it to Ace King
Hanks: Ace King earned this win tonight, he might have come in a little later but he still did everyone on Rampage proud by outlasting some incredible wrestlers tonight and proving he belongs center stage and has booked his ticked against Drake for the EWC Championship in December
Mystery Man: Ace King versus Drake, what a match that will be at WrestleFest in Australia
Ace King continues to celebrate in the ring .. however the celebration is interrupted as Monday Night Brawl General Manager Victor Price makes his way down the ramp .. this time dressed in a Superman suit
FBI: Victor has lost his fucking mind on national television
Mystery Man: What in the world is he doing down here, and why is he dressed like Superman?
Victor enters the ring with mic in hand and immediately begins to yell at the crowd who are booing him
Victor: Shut the hell up because the Man of Steel has arrived with some news you are all going to want to hear first hand
The boos continue as Victor speaks anyways
Victor: After months of battling the evil Lex Luthor .. the man you all like to call President .. hashtag NOT MY FUCKING PRESIDENT .. the Man of Steel has triumphed. Your Dark Knight has fallen people .. the Champion you cheer for day in and day out .. the name you chant up and down the streets .. he's gone.
Mystery Man: What is he talking about?
Hanks: I don't like where this appears to be going
Victor: I am happy to say, I have destroyed the very last of the Kryptonite .. I have won. I am earths mightiest hero. Zoom into my face and listen the fuck up EWC Nation ..
The camera cuts in close to Victor as the crowd has now settled a little
Victor: Drake .. the mighty mighty might Drake .. he's gone.
Mystery Man: WHAT???
Victor: The EWC Undisputed Championship .. vacated
FBI: What in the actual fuck is going on?
Victor: The times are a changing people .. The Price Era is in full effect. The two thorns in my flesh, Valora and Drake .. both gone. My reach is now greater than ever .. the board is backing me 100% from here on out .. so I say to all of you .. any of you .. who is next? Mess with me .. and you get the horns.
The entire arena is silent as no one knows how to react to what has just happened
Victor: Finally .. the sound of victory.
Victor looks over at Ace King and shakes his head
Victor: Congratulations Ace King .. I'd say I'm sorry for shitting on your parade, but .. you are nothing more then Rampage scum. As for who will be the next EWC Undisputed Champion? Your looking at him
FBI: Is he about to hand himself the EWC Championship?
Victor: Ladies and Gentleman .. I am proud to announce .. that I am your ..
Just then "Coming Undone" by KORN begins to blast over the PA system and the entire room erupts in cheers as President Mac makes his way down to the ring
Mystery Man: Here we go ..
The music dies down but the cheering doesn't as Mac is now in the ring, mic in hand
Mac: I've heard just about enough from you tonight Victor
Victor goes to speak but his mic seems to have been turned off
Mac: I speak .. you listen Victor .. It's a little late for April Fools and a little early for Halloween wouldn't you say?
Mac smirks as the fans laugh
Mac: Tonight we saw 30 Wrestlers nearly kill themselves for an hour in this ring. Each of them fighting for the right to battle at WrestleFest for the EWC Undisputed Championship. Ace King, you did a tremendous job tonight and you deserve congratulations on winning
The crowd cheers on for Ace. Ace nods his head in appreciation for the recognition from Mac
Mac: The EWC is proud of each of its brands. Brawl, Rampage, FSW and Prime. We are proud of all of you no matter what this over-sized 12 year-old child has to say
Victor smirks
Mac: Unfortunately, Victor performed some magical shady shit, and unfortunately his little announcement tonight is true. Our EWC Champion, one of the greatest to ever lace them up .. last years rookie sensation who has poured his heart and soul into this fed for almost 2 years .. the man who has successfully defended the Undisputed Championship over and over .. a good fucking man .. Drake, is no longer under contract with the EWC.
Victor smiles and yells 'I TOLD YOU SO' to everyone
Mac: Victor, you look and smell like a finger that has been stuck up his ass all day. If you think for one second I'm going to allow you to name yourself as EWC Champion, you are even more delusional then I thought. The EWC Undisputed Championship is earned. It's earned in the ring. It's earned with blood, sweat, tears and effort.
Mac pauses as the fans cheer
Mac: So I am here to announce, officially .. with approval from ME .. WrestleFest XV will determine our next EWC Undisputed Champion .. and it will be a battle of our 2017 Rumble Winner .. Ace King .. and the 2017 Rumble Runner-up, Eddie Crank
The crowd cheers as Ace King and Eddie Crank both look shocked, relived and excited at the same time
Mac: As for you Victor .. I'd sleep with one eye open from here on out. Someway, somehow .. the balance will be restored. Count your days as Brawl GM numbered my friend .. you on your way out
Mac drops the mic as the crowd explode with cheers. Mac walks over to Ace King and raises his right arm .. Mac talks to both Ace King and Eddie Crank as Victor looks on in anger
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RECAP OF WINNERS
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
SARAH LACKLAN VS CRISS CASSIDY VS HEAVEN LEIGH VS STITCHES THE CLOWN (C)
WINNER: Stitches The Clown (and still Indy Champion)
FSW CHAMPIONSHIP
HATCHET GULLY VS OTAKI (C)
WINNER: Otaki (and still FSW Champion)
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
REBEL RHODES VS ANDREW JACKSON (c)
WINNER: Rebel Rhodes (NEW EWC International Champion)
30 PERSON RUMBLE
WINNER: Ace King
RUNNER UP: Eddie Crank
3RD: Morgan Darkwater
4TH: Annabelle
5TH: Otaki
6TH: Stitches
7TH: Maggie Lockheart
8TH: Luke Wolfe
9TH: Xavier Reid
10TH: Cheyenne
11TH: Neo James Carner
12TH Rebel Rhodes
13TH: Nostalgia
14TH: Shelley Silver
15TH: Markus Lord Raab
16TH: AJ Johnson
17TH: Konnor Klay
18TH: Sarah Lacklan
19TH: Ruthann Hunter
20TH: Jeremy Warren
21ST: Freddie Styles
22ND: Anthony Grunge
23RD: Neveah
24TH: Emma Louise
25TH: John Blade
26TH: Latoya Hixx
27TH: Amis Shelton (No Show)
28TH: Cyrus Black (No Show)
29TH: Kristian Bane (No Show)
30TH: Rayne (No Show)
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INDY CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
SARAH LACKLAN VS CRISS CASSIDY VS HEAVEN LEIGH VS STITCHES THE CLOWN (C)
WINNER: Stitches The Clown (and still Indy Champion)
FSW CHAMPIONSHIP
HATCHET GULLY VS OTAKI (C)
WINNER: Otaki (and still FSW Champion)
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
REBEL RHODES VS ANDREW JACKSON (c)
WINNER: Rebel Rhodes (NEW EWC International Champion)
30 PERSON RUMBLE
WINNER: Ace King
RUNNER UP: Eddie Crank
3RD: Morgan Darkwater
4TH: Annabelle
5TH: Otaki
6TH: Stitches
7TH: Maggie Lockheart
8TH: Luke Wolfe
9TH: Xavier Reid
10TH: Cheyenne
11TH: Neo James Carner
12TH Rebel Rhodes
13TH: Nostalgia
14TH: Shelley Silver
15TH: Markus Lord Raab
16TH: AJ Johnson
17TH: Konnor Klay
18TH: Sarah Lacklan
19TH: Ruthann Hunter
20TH: Jeremy Warren
21ST: Freddie Styles
22ND: Anthony Grunge
23RD: Neveah
24TH: Emma Louise
25TH: John Blade
26TH: Latoya Hixx
27TH: Amis Shelton (No Show)
28TH: Cyrus Black (No Show)
29TH: Kristian Bane (No Show)
30TH: Rayne (No Show)
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