STRANGLEMANIA XIII

[President Mac]

WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

STRANGLEMANIA XIII
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper

STRANGLEMANIA XIII

March 26th 2018

Commentators: Mystery Man, Colin Hanks and FBI
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels

"DEVIL" by Shinedown. begins to blast throughout the Mercedes-Benz Stadium in Atlanta

Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty One 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, Xplode and then Drake again all with the EWC Championship.

This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:
Moors Murders, El Pablo, Ruthann Hunter, Magdalena Lockheart, Luke Wolfe, Ace King, Morgan Darkwater and Drake

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy at the Mercedes-Benz Stadium is on high as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.

Spotlights circle around the stadium 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 stadium and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake.

EWC

EWC

EWC

EWC


EWC

Fireworks emit while a fog machine covers the lower decks of the stadium in a crimson red haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks

Mystery Man: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to EWC's thirteenth StrangleMania event! We've got an action packed card that's jammed to the brim with fourteen matches, almost the whole roster is booked here tonight folks! Welcome, to the biggest, craziest and what is sure to be the bloodiest show of the year

Hanks: You aren't kidding, this is going to be the biggest event in EWC's long historic reign as the top professional wrestling company in the world, prepare yourself for only the best this evening.

FBI: Early on we have Grizzly Duggan and Lavender in a Singapore Cane match, and given the size difference, you know this one is going to be destructive and at the very least, violent.

Hanks: Following that Otaki, or Robina, whatever she's going by these days takes on Criss Cassidy in not one, not two, but three stages of hell. It's sure to be an instant classic.

Mystery Man: Dominic Sanders, David Miller and Robbie Rayder are all entrenched and entangled in a struggle to attain a shot at the International Championship. Only time will tell who walks away with their sights set on Captain Morgan Darkwater.

Hanks: Kendrick Kross goes head to head with Ruthann Hunter before her journey to the Main Event with the Television Championship on the line, it's anyone's ballgame at this point with a very game Kendrick Kross and a primed Ruthless Aggression Ruthann Hunter at the other end of the ring.

FBI: Griffin Hawkins vs AJ Johnson, Ace King vs Neo James Carner. Both matches are for shots at championships, International and United States respectively! These are hungry competitors who want to show their worth their weight in gold, with a street fight and ambulance match back to back, you know there's going to be blood.

Mystery Man: The Indy Championship is on the line between Stitches and El Pablo, will the Rainbowlution prevail or will Stitches successfully cash in that rematch clause? Only time will tell, just like in the follow up match as Luke Wolfe puts his title on the line in a Triple Threat Ultimate X match against Nostalgia and The ReVenants own, Keith Williams.

Hanks: Following that top notch entertainment we have the FSW Championship on the line in a Glass Table Match. Xavier Reid and Magdalena Lockheart are going to see who can send the other to the shattered abyss and walk out with the championship. Following that, the Battle Royal heard round the world is set to happen. The winner of this match will receive an Undisputed EWC Championship match in April! 

FBI: The card keeps on coming and it keeps on coming! The ReVenants take on quite possibly the longest running Tag Team Champions in EWC history. The Moors Murders! Will it just be another night at the office or will the uncouth ReVenant duo of Rob Garcia and Darian Gray topple Harvey Yorke and Toni Gunn?

Mystery Man: Then .. one of the most anticipated matches of the night .. between two EWC Legends. Jaden 'Xplode' Hunter will be going head to head with the current Undisputed Champion, Drake! This right here isn't for any title, the only thing that's at stake is pride and honor. These two are giving each other their greatest and their best on the only stage that could support a match of this magnitude. X goes head to head with Drake in what's sure to be an instant classic! Its being billed as an End of an Era match .. I can't wait to see it!!

Hanks: In the main event, it's a doozy folks. President Mac was gracious enough to jam pack every singles EWC Champion in one ring! Six of EWC's best and brightest: Captain Morgan Darkwater, Ace King, Luke Wolfe, Ruthann Hunter, El Pablo and Magdalena Lockheart all square off for the richest prize in the game. The Undisputed EWC Championship, with Morgan the only one not pulling double duty tonight, you've got to be biting your nails just like I am!

FBI: But that's the very end of the night, we're starting things off with Killjoy Ito and Trixie in a Ring Of Fire match! Stay tuned folks! This is a show you don't want to miss!!

Suddenly 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' begins to blast over the PA system and the crowd erupts into a frenzy as their hardcore hero has surprisingly arrived

Mystery Man: Wow look at this .. Shadow Man is in the house tonight!

Shadow Man makes his way out with a giant Taco-Launcher and starts shooting Taco's into the crowd

FBI: Again with this shit? Last time it smelt like fucking Tacos for the whole damn night

Shadow is done launching Tacos and enters the ring mic in hand. He waits for the crowd to slow down its insane amount of cheering and girlish boy band worshiping screaming




Shadow Man: Good Lord .. you'd think *Nsync just got back together or something

Shadow is forced to pause again as the cheers keep pouring down

Shadow Man: Uncle Shady is here tonight, well obviously I'm here tonight, its STRANGLE FUCKING MANIA .. which was its old working title, one I still prefer to this day. Change it Mac. Lets start a movement right now .. STRANGLE FUCKING MANIA. Make it happen kids. Hop on that TwitBook and FaceGram and InstaPost that shit or whatever the fuck it is you all do these days

Shadow Man laughs at his own jokes, looks over at FBI and gives him the middle finger before continuing

Shadow Man: Years and years ago, ShadowMania was born thanks to this very show. I leaped in the air, landed an impossible move, broke several bones and the rest has been history. I live, breathe, sweat, bleed, piss and shit EWC. I make sweet tender love to EWC. EWC is my damn life. So its my sacred duty to show up, on its biggest stage and send a very clear message to the entire locker-room

Shadow glances up the ramp way

Shadow Man: President Mac once came out here, stood in middle of the ring and announced a flashy new motto that we all strived for years to live by, he said ... 'Respect the Past, Embrace the Future'. It was on every fucking poster, on every billboard, on the website, on social media. Everywhere. This is a big deal to me because I'm one of those mother fuckers from the past. I'm one of those sons of bitches who did everything I possibly could to promote the fuck out of EWC while working my absolute ass off in the ring. Seriously kids, my ass came clean off. I couldn't sit down for months. No ass. Gone.

Shadow Man: Apparently, ripping the holy fuck out of our past has become the 'cool thing to do'. Respect has gone completely out the window. I've had to sit on the toilet and watch promo after promo ripping the mother fuck out of guys like Drake and Xplode. When did this become ok? When did respect suddenly become a thing of the past? Some of you make it very hard to get hard these days and I don't appreciate a limp dick in my hand

Shadow smirks



Shadow Man: Tonight Drake and Xplode .. 

DRAKE!

DE-STROY-ER!

DRAKE!

DE-STROY-ER!

Shadow Man: Yeah, let it all out kids. They deserve it. What they don't deserve is being shit on for the last few weeks leading up to tonight. They don't deserve to be mocked, called out and disrespected. I get it, some of you back stage are big bad baddies. You need to huff and puff and blow shit down. You need to pull on your testicles until someone stands up and says 'We get it kid, but pulling on your nuts is silly'. 

Shadow pauses again, collecting his thoughts

Shadow Man: I spoke to Mac at great length. I said someone needs to come out and address this shit, and Mac allowed me the opportunity to do it. I'm not trying to take anything away from tonight, that's not even possible at this point. Strangle Fucking Mania is the biggest event year after year and for good reason. But its also a big stage, all eyes are on us right now, and for that reason I want to say, lets get back to that old motto. Respect the Past and Embrace the Future. 

The fans begin to cheer

Shadow Man: The EWC is in great hands. Its filled to the brim with talent. The future is bright. Very bright. All you rookies and sophomores should be proud and damn excited in the direction this fed is heading. However pump the breaks just a little bit and remember how we got to this point. Twenty One Fucking Years of kicking ass and taking names. That's a massive amount of history. Part of that history will be featured tonight before the Main Event. Drake and Xplode. Two people who have earned everything they got in this business. 

The fans cheer even louder

Shadow Man: Xplode started at the bottom twice. He had to work his way through the entire roster, twice. Finally getting what he deserved and earned. Now he's in the Hall of Fame and no one can question that. Yet some do. Some question why he's on this card. Why's hes fighting before the Main Event. Why he's still around. Why? Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck are you to even ask that? Sit your ass down, open up a browser and ask google. Xplode earned his spot. Xplode earned this moment. Xplode deserves to be here tonight

Shadow Man: Those cats are certainly backstage rolling their eyes right now. 'Another old-timer ripping the new kids on the block'. No, check yourself kiddies. That's not what I'm doing here. Respect the Past and Embrace the Future. I'm standing up for everyone here tonight folks. The old guard, the new guard, the lion king .. anyone who signs a fucking contract in the EWC has my support and backing because that's what we fucking do here! We back each other. Support each other. Respect each other. 

The fans clap and nod along in agreement

Shadow Man: Which brings me to one of the new guard, Drake. Yes, he's new. He's only been in the fold for two fucking years. He busted his ass, started at the bottom, showed up every fucking week for an entire year, never took time off, won himself Rookie and Wrestler of the Year and the Undisputed Championship. Lest we forget he took down one of the best of all time, someone who was equally undefeated. A rookie did that. Tonight was supposed to be a nice send off for Drake. A nice 'thank you' to Drake. Yet what happened? The same questions? Why? What? Who? How? Are you kidding me? Drake busted his ass, promoted the fuck out of the fed, won the biggest prize three fucking times, and some of you still ask WHY? Or scream that Mac is gifting out matches here? 

Shadow Man shakes his head in disgust

Shadow Man: Look. Enough is enough. I can't take it or handle it anymore. Drake and Xplode deserve this moment. They earned this moment. This scheduling bull shit is exactly that. Bull shit. Drake and Xplode had zero control over who they got booked against and when. The moment the powers that be booked them, they showed the fuck up. They never bitched, complained or demanded anything. Some of you either don't know that, or somehow forgot about it. So I'm here to remind you. Stop fucking with our legacy just so you can sound important. If you want respect from people, go out and earn respect. Don't try to make a name for yourself by shitting on someone elses name. That's a pathetic, childish and pussy way of going about business. Drake doesn't deserve that shit. Xplode doesn't deserve that shit. 

Shadow stops. Smiles. Looks around at all the fans and cameras 

Shadow Man: Tonight is about opportunity. Mac and co have made it possible for people to walk out of here tonight with some really massive future moments. I'm embracing the youth movement. I am embracing our future. I look forward to what tonight and tomorrow brings. We are in such good hands. All I ask, for the love of everything Taco .. stop talking about shit you don't know anything about. Stop attacking our legends. Stop badmouthing our heritage. Leave that shit alone. Let those legends be legends. Go out and become your own legend. Forge your own path. Be great. Rise to the occasion and be the next person we talk about for years and years to come. This is STRANGLE FUCKING MANIA. Own it. 

The fans jump to their feet and cheer

Shadow Man: With that .. I want to say Thank you to Drake and Xplode for everything they have done for us. For all the memories. All the hardwork. You will never be forgotten. You will forever be legends, and tonight, we all get to witness your greatness for one final time. 

Shadow Man drops the mic as two video tributes begin to play on the jumbo screens. One for Xplode and One for Drake and highlights their epic feud 

Mystery Man: Powerful message from Shadow Man here tonight. Indeed, we need to Respect the Past, while we also Embrace the Future. Without both, the EWC cannot and would not exist. Hopefully this turns the page onto an exciting new era of EWC. We will be back with more StrangleMania .. right after this quick message from EWCTV

The fans continue to chant and cheer as we fade out

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RING ON FIRE MATCH
Killjoy Ito
Vs Trixie

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Cameras move to the ringside area, slowly panning across the capacity crowd packed into the Mercedes-Benz Stadium. A smooth transition fades to the announce position, where Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks are settled.

Mystery Man: It’s that time of year once again! The pinnacle of any superstar’s career with the EWC. It’s StrangleMania, people!

FBI: Big fuckin’ deal …, no literally. This is the biggest deal we got. You make your name tonight, and it don’t matter how much you suck the rest of the year – you’re golden!

Hanks: Plenty of chances to see that happen tonight, as well, with the kind of card we’re looking at. Obviously, the two main events are going to be outstanding, but what about the street fight between Griffin Hawkins and AJ Johnson? Or Ruthann Hunter defending the Television Championship against Kendrick Kross? Just one of the FIVE championship matches happening tonight!

Mystery Man: Settle your shirt fillings, Colin, we haven’t even gotten this party started yet … so let’s hurry up and kick it off! Killjoy Ito and Trixie face off in an inferno match, right now!

The shot cuts to a view of the ring, where Nina Dobrev stands in the center. Along the edges of the apron, tongues of flame already start to lick at the bottom cables. Every few seconds, the flames shoot high, startling the crowd.

Dobrev: The following contest is an inferno match. The object is to set your opponent on fire by any means!

Trixie comes out of the curtain with a pair of sunglasses on for the entrance along with a denim waistcoat on. She poses at her side as she removes the sunglasses from her eyes. Next, she lets the waistcoat fall off her as it slides off her arms. Trixie then walks down to the ring with a confident smirk to her. She glances at the eyes and attention on her, but smiles accordingly. Her stride down to the ring is slow to allow for fans to get a glimpse of her. Instead of jumping onto the ring apron as usual, she hesitates when the flames shoot skyward.

Dobrev: Introducing first, now entering the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada, representing the PRIME Brand. She stands five feet, six inches, and weighs in at one hundred and thirty-three pounds … the Bad Kitty … TRIXIE!

Steeling herself, she climbs the steps and quickly ducks through the ropes to avoid the jets. Moving to the center of the ring, writes with her finger "S, S" on the ring mat. Afterwards, Trixie goes to the corner. She jumps and pulls herself onto the second rope to pose quickly for a picture and leaps down off the ropes. No sooner do her feet touch the ground does Trixie quickly get into her beginning pose. Right foot back, right shoulder slightly back and ready to strike. Lastly, tossing the sunglasses behind her to the corner she once posed on.

The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racquet in the air. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy.

Dobrev: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Tommy Love, also representing the PRIME Brand. Standing six feet, two inches, and weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds … The Future Ace … KILLJOY! … ITO!

Tommy Love walks up the steps first, suspiciously staring at the flame jets, and enters the ring quickly, walking the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring without even looking at Trixie. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love who exits the ring and stands ringside, well back from the spurting flames.

Hanks: If nothing else, we can expect Love won’t be much of an issue during this match. Doubt he’s willing to get any closer to those gas jets than he needs to.

FBI: Depends on how good a manager he is. This kid, Ito, does fine on his own, but a little helping hand separates the good from the great.

John Dean, the referee for the match calls both Trixie and Ito to the center, going over the rules of the match, few as they are. Every time the jets unleash a spurt of flame, the crowd gives a small cheer. Dean steps back, signaling.

DING DING DING

As the bell sounds, Ito and Trixie begin to circle each other, both making small lunges in the hopes of psyching the other out. Ito lashes out with a low kick, but Trixie dodges and locks up, trying to force Ito back to the ropes, but the Future Ace overpowers and shoves her back before taking her down with a clothesline. Trixie is quick to stand, and Ito tries for a back elbow, but Trixie hooks and arm drags him down. Ito rolls to his feet and Trixie looks for a knife edged chop, earning a ‘Woo!’ from the crowd. She chops Ito again, backing him into the corner and shoots him to the ropes, trying for a running elbow, but Ito rolls under, coming to his feet with a back kick to Trixie’s gut, before he backflips with a pele kick to the head, knocking Trixie down. Back on his feet, Ito stomps on the back of Trixie’s head and shoulders, then grabs her by the top and drags her towards the ropes.

FBI: Oh, thank Christ, he’s taking her to that side. Once the flames get a whiff of that hair spray, it’ll be a damned mushroom cloud.

Mystery Man: Ito gaining the upper hand thanks to those martial arts kicks, looking to haul Trixie over to those jets along the apron. Trixie not about to go quietly, though…

Struggling to get some momentum in the other direction, Trixie drives a forearm into the back of Ito’s knee, buckling it and bringing the man down. Breaking the grip on her top, Trixie, pushes up and hits a basement dropkick to the back of Ito’s head, almost sending him into the flames! On the far side, Love begins fanning at the jets with his love paddle, hoping to keep them extinguished. Ito sees the danger he’s in and quickly scrambles back.

Hanks: Close call there, but Ito keeping back just enough.

Mystery Man: Must have been all that air from Tommy Love’s love paddle. He saved his man’s life, right there.

Hanks: Oh, yeah. Definitely. Guy’s a hero.

Ito gets to his feet and turns into a kick to the gut from Trixie, who snaps him over with a suplex, the impact causing the jets to unleash pillars of flame, leaving the surrounding ‘wall’ a little higher. Pulling Ito up, Trixie scoops him up and slams him down, hitting a knee drop to the head to follow up. Getting to her feet, she starts to back into the ropes, but stops when she feels the heat. Turning back to Ito, she just stomps on his chest and hits an elbow drop, instead. On the outside, Love tries yelling directions to Ito, but the hissing gas from the jets drowns him out. Trixie pulls Ito into a sitting position and nails a rolling neck snap. Clutching the back of his neck, Ito rolls away, grimacing in pain. Trixie follows, pulling him up and getting behind him to hit a belly to back suplex, dumping Ito on his neck. Quick to stand, she turns to find Ito on his knees, and immediately drops a leg across the back of his neck and head, driving him back down into the mat.

FBI: Looks like the Kitty’s honed in on something. Working over Ito’s neck pretty good.

Mystery Man: Size difference not an issue for Trixie so far, looking to soften Ito up for that neckbreaker.

FBI: Hopefully all that hair dye ain’t gotten to her brain. She knows pinning the guy won’t do nothing, right?

Hanks: Pin or no pin, Trixie hits that neckbreaker and she can just dump Ito into those flames.

Grabbing Ito by the hair, Trixie pulls him up onto his knees and drags him towards the ropes, which spurt high in response. On the outside, Tommy feverishly fans at the flames with his paddle, but all it does is send the blaze inward, closing the distance to the competitors. Trixie pulls Ito to his feet and tries to hip toss him into the ropes, but Ito traps her leg with his and reverses into a Russian leg sweep. Rolling away, he pushes up to all fours, taking a minute to catch his breath and roll the kink out of his neck. Trixie rolls to her side and starts to stand, but Ito is already up and sees her. Walking up, he shoots a kick into the small of her back, then hits a buzzsaw kick to the back of her head, causing the crowd to ‘Oooh’ as she slumps forward. Grabbing a handful of hair, Ito pulls her up and hits a knife edged chop, then a kick to the ribs, then an elbow smash followed by a rolling sobat that knocks Trixie back into the corner. The flames lick at the back of her calf, causing Trixie to scream in pain, jerking out of the corner, but right into Ito, who hooks the arms and throws her over with a release tiger suplex, dumping Trixie on the back of her head.

Mystery Man: A little singe to kitty’s tail, there. Trixie the first one to feel the burn from those flames.

Hanks: Not long enough to ignite anything, though, so Ito still with some work to do if he’s walking out the winner.

Curling up, Trixie reaches for her leg, which is already red from the burn. Coming up, Ito immediately stomps down on the leg, causing Trixie to scream again. Pulling her up, Ito snapmares her over and delivers another kick to the back, then gives himself some room to deliver a sliding elbow to the back of the neck. Trixie flattens out and Ito grabs her injured leg, using it to drag her towards the ropes as the flames climb in anticipation. Ito tries to force Trixie’s foot into the flames, but she comes to and begins kicking at his knees, hoping to buckle them. Ito struggles to keep his hold, but finally lets go and delivers a double stomp to the gut, causing Trixie to curl up again. Love yells something from the outside, but the roar of the flames drowns him out. Pulling Trixie up, Ito whips her towards the corner again, but she gets a foot up to stop herself. Ito charges in just as she turns, but Trixie hoists herself up onto the second rope and flips over him, hitting a blockbuster neckbreaker just as the flames erupt behind her!

FBI: Cutting it close there, cutie! That ass was almost hotter than usual.

Hanks: Trixie with the flipping neckbreaker, just managing to evade both Ito and those flames!

Ito rolls away as Trixie sits up, reaching for her leg and gritting her teeth in pain. All around, the flames continue to rise, engulfing the cables and sending wisps of smoke into the air. Getting to her feet, Trixie limps over to Ito and pulls him up, looking to whip him into the corner, but Ito reverses it into a short arm lariat. Trixie ducks under and spins around to latch on for a belly to back suplex, but Ito hooks his leg around her own to block it, then drives a solid punch into the crown of her head. Trixie reels back and Ito grabs her, hoisting her up for a vertical suplex, but Trixie falls down the backside, staggering away as her burned leg gives out. Ito turns around and lunges, but Trixie manages to snap off a superkick square into his chest! The force knocks Ito back into the ropes, where the flames lick up his back, causing him to scream as he falls forward onto his knees. Seeing this, Trixie runs in looking for a shining apprentice, but Ito suddenly launches himself up and hits a dropkick right on the bridge of her nose! Trixie goes down on the flat of her back, eyes glazing over as Ito lands on his back and immediately arches in pain, turning onto his side to keep his seared spine off the mat. Tommy tries to get close enough to call out, but can’t.

Mystery Man: Both competitors dealing with some decent burns in there now, but it looks like Ito took the worst of it after that kick from Trixie.

Hanks: Trixie having trouble putting any weight on that injured leg, though. You know that’s going to cause issues.

Rolling onto his stomach, Ito starts to crawl towards the ropes, but stops when the jets erupt right in front of him, forcing him to pull his hand back. On the far side, Trixie starts to sit up, shaking the cobwebs loose as the flames continue to climb higher. Ito makes it to his feet and slowly closes in on Trixie, whipping his body around to hit a corkscrew roundhouse to the back of her head. The crowd ‘Oohs’ as Trixie slumps forward. Grabbing her by the hair, Ito pulls her up onto all fours and begins dragging her towards the ropes again. Trixie does all she can to halt her movements, but Ito just yanks her up onto her knees and drives his own into her sternum, then goes back to dragging her. Again, Trixie puts the brakes on, sitting up on her knees and prying at Ito’s fingers. Reeling back, Ito tries for the knee again, but Trixie throws her arm up between his legs with a low blow, causing Ito to double over.

Hanks: Low blow from Trixie, but perfectly legal in a match like this.

FBI: You know Trixie. She can’t help herself.

Ito stumbles back, giving Trixie a second to catch her breath before shakily pushing to her feet. She lunges to grab hold of Ito’s head, trying to spin him around for the neckbreaker, but Ito kicks out the back of her knee, then hits a stiff side kick to the back of her head, sending her down on all fours. Despite the flames, Ito runs to the far ropes, bouncing off them with an enraged scream of pain, before aiming a Kettei-da for the middle of Trixie’s face! At the last second, Trixie moves her head and grabs the front of Ito’s tights, tripping him into the ropes. Ito falls across the middle cable, shrieking in agony as the flames kiss his skin. Recoiling away, he slaps at his hair and face while rolling to grind himself against the canvas. On the outside, Love is horrified, pointing his paddle at Trixie and screaming about intentionally trying to disfigure Ito. Flat on her back, Trixie tries to sit up, but collapses and gasps.

FBI: Looks like Blondie’s got a mean streak. She just sent him face first into that fire!

Mystery Man: Ito hurting after that last-minute counter from Trixie. If he’d landed that knee, it would have been lights out, but the Kitty still has a life or two left in her.

Hanks: Those flames are all the way up past the top rope now. You can literally feel the heat all the way over here, so just imagine what Tommy Love, or obviously the competitors are going through right now. It’s insane.

Still holding his face, Ito rolls to his knees, as Trixie finally finds the strength to sit up. Sweat-soaked hair clings to her forehead as she looks for Ito. Painfully getting to her knees, she forces herself up and slowly moves to Ito, reaching down to grab a handful of hair and pull him up. Once she has him standing, she hits a forearm to the jaw, then a kick to the gut, before whipping him to the ropes. Again, Ito reverses, this time into a back elbow that sends Trixie to the mat. Ito doubles over, hands to his knees as he gasps for air, large beads of sweat dotting his brow. Ito grabs a handful of Trixie’s hair and slowly pulls her up. Trixie tries to shove him away, but he keeps hold of her hair and pulls her right back in, hoisting her up and dropping down with a Burakkuauto brainbuster! Trixie’s body goes limp, twitching now and then as she stares at the lights. Collapsing to a knee, Ito struggles to catch his own breath.

FBI: That ought to do it. All he’s got to do now is drag her over to the apron and let the fire do its thing.

Mystery Man: Ito with a huge advantage after that brainbuster, but he doesn’t look in much shape to capitalize.

Hanks: Meanwhile Love is over there having an aneurism. If he’s not careful, this match will do more damage to him than it will his man.

Screaming to be heard over the flames, Love bangs the edge of his paddle on the steel steps, trying to get Ito’s attention. Trixie begins to stir, struggling to pull herself up, but collapses back to the mat again, obviously exhausted. Ito turns to look at Love, and forces himself to stand, arching his back as the burn down his spine puffs and blisters. Agony etched in his features, the Future Ace staggers over to Trixie, grabbing a handful of hair and slowly pulling her up onto her knees, straining to drag her over to the ropes. Once again, Trixie tries to break free, reaching up to drag her nails down Ito’s forearm. Ito manages to hold on, and yanks Trixie to her feet by the hold on her hair. Suddenly reaching out to grab Ito by his own hair, Trixie drops to her knees with a jawbreaker. Ito’s head snaps back and he reels, dazed, giving Trixie a chance to hit a weak chop block to the front of his leg, flipping Ito over onto his back. Immediately, he arches in pain as his burn scrapes across the canvas. Pushing to her feet, Trixie’s injured leg buckles, sending her stumbling into the ropes, burning the outside of her arm, as well. She screams and pulls away, right into a drop toe hold from Ito. Seething, Ito gets to his feet and pulls Trixie up as well.

Hanks: Trixie taking another trip into the flames, this time injuring her right arm it looked like, and Ito’s looking to take full advantage.

Trixie struggles to break loose, bringing her knee up into Ito’s gut and trying to shove him back into the ropes, but Ito slips his arm under her leg and tries to power her up onto his shoulders, but the burn down his back stops him, forcing him to let her down. Trixie elbows him in the side of the head, then tries to drag her nails down his burn, but Ito surges up to his feet. Lifting Trixie into a fireman’s carry, he tosses her forward and brings her down across his knee with a gutbuster. Bouncing off, Trixie clutches her stomach and rolls away, coughing as she pushes herself up to a knee. At the same time, Ito backs into the ropes, ignoring the scathing burn from the flames as he bounces off and zeroes in, catching Trixie flush on the jaw with the Kettai-da! Flopping over backward, Trixie’s body goes limp a few inches from the ropes. The jets erupts with columns of flame. Stooping, Ito takes a second to fill his lungs, before using his foot to shove her closer, forcing her into the fire until her hair and attire finally ignite!

FBI: I smell something cooking!

Mystery Man: Fire! Trixie’s on fire!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner … KILLJOY! … ITO!

EMTs and crewmen rush to the ring as the flames die, scrambling to pull Trixie out to the floor, spraying her down with fire extinguishers as Ito drops to his knees and catches his breath. A couple of medics begin tending to the burns on his back and legs as Tommy Love climbs into the ring to parade in celebration, his love paddle held high.

Mystery Man: Damn deserved and a hell of a fight! Trixie did her best, but there was no stopping Ito tonight!

The feed cuts backstage, and the crowd roars as United States Champion Ace King walks through the backstage area, aviator sunglasses shielding his eyes and Marley headphones covering his ears, ‘Aces High’ by Iron Maiden blaring through. However, as he rounds a corner, he suddenly stops and looks up in disbelief, exhaling heavily as he finds himself looking down at interviewer Ace Heart.

Ace Heart: Look, I know this might not be the best time, but… Could I get a quick word?

King takes another deep breath, then puts on a brave face as he removes his sunglasses and puts his headphones around his neck, looking down at Heart. He looks away for a moment, then allows a small smile to cross his face.

Ace King: Sure, why the hell not?

Heart’s a bit surprised at the answer, clearing his throat and straightening his tie before holding the microphone to his mouth.

Ace Heart: Well, first up, over the last month, every Champion in EWC has been attacked by this mysterious figure on the road to StrangleMania, so-

King holds his hand up to silence Heart, shaking his head.

Ace King: Not every Champion, but that’s neither here nor there. It’s a different group, but this all happened at Stable Wars, too. I don’t know if they’re connected or not, but my main concern tonight is fighting whoever’s put in front of me.

Ace Heart: Well then, I guess my other question’s pretty obvious: The last two times you’ve had a shot at the Undisputed World Championship, we’ve seen you really wear your heart on your sleeve more than usual. With this being the third time around, how are you feeling going in, especially with another match to worry about first?

King allows a small smirk to cross his face, his eyes shooting daggers toward the interviewer.

Ace King: I’ve been telling people my mind is a scary place, and yet everybody seems to want inside… Be careful what you wish for. It’s no secret that I’ve had my ups and downs along the way, but through it all, I’ve done exactly what I said I would do: Burn through any and all competition in my path, and tonight is where I finally reach the summit. Now, as much as I’d love to stay and chat, I’ve gotta fly. Catch you later, Heart… Stay classy.

With that, King puts his headphones and sunglasses back on, then taps Heart on the shoulder before taking his leave. The camera follows King, and the crowd starts to buzz… Because he’s headed toward the building’s exit, and doing so in a hurry.[/i]

We cut back to the announce table, where the entire commentary team is confused.

Mystery Man: Where the hell’s he going?

FBI: Motherfucker’s taking his fuckin’ ball and going home.

Colin Hanks: Bullshit! The guy's got two huge matches tonight, I wouldn't worry too much about him.

FBI: Where the fuck is he going, then, Tommy’s Boy?

Colin Hanks: You tell me, Female Body Inspector!

FBI: ...Fuck off.

Mystery Man: ...ANYWAY, we’ll almost certainly be monitoring Ace King’s status as best we can throughout the night. In the meantime, we’ve got another match!

Colin Hanks: Speaking of Ace, we’re about to see two of his Rampage cohorts in Lavender and Grizzly Duggan go at it!

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SINGAPORE CANE MATCH
WINNER GETS A TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP SHOT
Lavender
Vs Grizzly Duggan

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The lights go out as 'The Sense Of Me' by Mud Flow begins to play from the thirteen second mark. The lights flash in time to each acoustic guitar riff. When the drums kick in the lights come back on and out walks Lavender. She looks out across the crowd and then makes her way down to the ring.

Dobrev: Our next match of the evening is scheduled for one fall and is the Singapore Cane Match. Coming to the ring first. Weighing in at 132 pounds standing at 5’8 Lavenderrrr

As Lavender reaches ringside she walks over to the steel steps, walks up them and enters the ring before climbing the nearest turnbuckle and holding her arms up high in the air. Lavender steps down from the turnbuckle and waits for the match to commence.

Mystery Man: If you go by size, Lavender has a size disadvantage here.

FBI: Of course she does, Duggan is going to squash her and win this match.

Hanks: I wouldn’t be too sure of that, her speed and size could play an advantage.

Born of the Serpent’s Eye starts playing, at the 55 second mark of the song Grizzly walks out. He stare at the crowd and makes his way towards the ring.

Dobrev: Coming to the ring second. Weighing in at 385 Pounds, Standing at 6’8, From Columbia, South Carolina The Monster Among Men Grizzly Duugaaannn

Once at the ring he grabs the top rope, pulls himself up and steps over the rope and walks to the center of the ring. He raises both of his hands as three burst of pyro ignite from each corner in a synchronized fashion.

DING! DING! DING!

As the bell rings Duggan lets out an evil type smile in the direction of Lavender as if to tell her he already has this match won. She immediately drops down and rolls out of the ring though and grabs a cane that had been placed outside of the ring. She slides in and tries to hit Duggan on the head with a cane but he grabs it as it’s coming down and rips it out of her hands throwing it out out the ring. He shakes his head at her and hits her on the back with his arm causing her to go to her knees, he hits one more forcing her to a prone position as she grabs her back.

Mystery Man: This already isn’t looking good for Lavender.

FBI: I love it. Grizzly is going to make quick work of her and move on to get that TV Title.

Hanks: Come on, it’s still early. Don’t count her out yet. She’s fierce!

Grizzly steps over the top rope and drops off of the apron to grab the cane he threw out of the ring. He walks up the steps and steps over the top ropes once more, cane in hand and swings it at the back of Lavender who had reached one knee. She immediately falls back down to a prone position and lets out a scream as he hits her twice more and drops the cane. He pulls her over towards the middle of the ring and goes for the pin.

ONE!
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TW...KICKOUT!

Mystery Man: This match was almost over as quickly as it started.

FBI: How did she get her shoulder up. Come on ref, count faster!

Hanks: He’s counting just as he should.

Grizzly looks up at the ref after Lavender got her right shoulder up. He shakes his head and gets back to his feet followed by picking Lavender up but as she gets to her feet she gets a lowblow with her knee causing him to drop to one knee.

Mystery Man: What quick thinking on Lavenders part.

FBI: Oh come on ref, that’s a DQ you can’t do that in a cane match!

Hanks: Says who?

FBI: Says me!

Lavender at this point has walked over grabbing her back to pick up the cane and returned with it having a smile on her face. She swings it at his head and connects! She swings it three more times and connects splitting the cane. Grizzly falls onto his back and Lavender quickly covers him, trying to hook his big leg but can’t quite get it up.

Mystery Man: I don’t know that she’s done enough to Grizzly.

ONE!

Before the ref can even bring their hand down for two Grizzly throws Lavender off of him causing her to land on her back after flipping in mid air at the angle he threw her.She lets out a groan and grabs her back arching it. Grizzly gets up and holds his head his face has turned red as the cane shots to the head and the low blow pissed him off. Grizzly walks over to Lavender and grabs her head lifting her up off the mat and sets her onto the mat whipping her across the ring. On the return he hits her hard with a lariat causing her head to bounce off the mat and she immediately grabs it. Grizzly walks back over towards her and picks her up propping her up so she is leaning on the turnbuckle. He runs at her and hits her with a splash, causing her to double over onto the mat.

Grizzly picks her up and throws her across the ring into the other turnbuckle and follows her hitting another splash, before she can fall down he grabs her, brings her to the middle of the ring and slams her down with a spinebuster. Not leaving well enough alone though, Grizzly steps over the top rope once more and hops down. Reaching under the ring he brings out another cane and holds it up looking at it. He slides into the ring and walks over to a motionless Lavender who has flipped over onto her stomach. Grizzly proceeds to hit her on her back with the cane again, and a second time. He follows it up with three more before the cane splits. After he split he throws the cane out of the ring and drops down to cover her.

Mystery Man: Grizzly might kill her if he doesn’t get the pin here.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR...KICKOUT!

Hanks: She got the shoulder up! Barely but it’s up!

Grizzly gets up in a fit of rage mad that it wasn’t three. He backs the ref up into the corner and starts yelling in their face. Not realizing at this point Lavender has gotten to one knee. After turning around Lavender quickly gets up and sends a dropkick to Grizzlys kneecaps which drops him. She rolls out of the ring and grabs two of the canes. One she throws into the ring the other she slides in with. As Grizzly gets to one knee Lavender hits him in the chest twice causing Grizzly to grab at it. She follows that up with three targeted shots to the top of his head. After the first cane splits, she grabs the second and sends three more shots to the head of Grizzly which splits him open and causes him to fall to the mat. She goes for the pin on Grizzly and is able to hook his big leg this time.

Mystery Man: What a flurry of offense by Lavender. She could have him here!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE….KICKOUT!

Lavender slams her hand on the mat not believing it wasn’t three. She quickly gets up to her feet and pulls Grizzly to one knee. She gets him into a front facelock and she drops down hitting her with a hard DDT! Lavender quickly pops back up after hitting the DDT on the big man and slides out to grab another cane that was positioned outside of the ring. She slides back in and looks at it before slamming it across his back multiple times. When it splits she keeps using the same one to slam it across his back until it finally breaks in half. She throws the two halves out of the ring and slowly walks over to the corner grabbing her back. She climbs up the turnbuckle and waits as Grizzly slowly gets up. She jumps off and goes for a flying crossbody.

Mystery Man: The leap of faith!

Grizzly catches her as she gets to him. He throws her up onto his shoulder and starts to walk around the ring with her on his shoulder he starts to jump and attempt to slam her down but Lavender slips out of his grip and down his back landing on her feet. She follows it up with a quick drop kick that sends him out of the ring. He hits the ground hard but starts to get up to his feet. Lavender runs and dives through the ropes. She hits the suicide dive onto Grizzly and knocks him down hard as she falls down on top of him.

Mystery Man: What a move by Lavender!

FBI: It isn’t going to matter much, Grizzly is still winning this match.

Hanks: She just seized control of this match though.

FBI: Not for long.

Lavender pulls up on Grizzly, slowly pulling him up and rolling him into the ring. She gets another cane from under the ring and slides in after him. She slams the big man with the cane once, and then twice. It doesn’t affect him much though as each hit has gotten him to get up and turned his face red. On the third swing Grizzly grabs the cane. He rips it out of Lavenders hand and slams it into her head three times cutting her open. Grizzly wipes blood from his eyes due to the cut he suffered earlier in the match. After the swings he drops down to a knee as the loss of blood has weakened him. He slowly makes his way to a downed Lavender though and throws his arm over her.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR….KICKOUT!

Hanks: She got the shoulder up! This chick has fight in her.

Mystery Man: Yes she does, she could win this match.

FBI: She won’t though.

Grizzly gets to one knee and looks at the ref, shaking his head and taking a breath. He gets up and stumbles a bit before picking Lavender up. He whips her across the ring and on the return he lifts her up and hits her with a big spinebuster! It took everything out of him though as they both lay on the mat. Lavender however rolled over onto her stomach in order to prevent an immediate pin. Grizzly remains on his back for a few seconds before crawling over to Lavender. As he gets there he turns her over but he is met with multiple knees to his head and she rolls out of the ring landing on one knee. She grabs another cane and picks herself up, sliding into the ring. She grabs the ropes and pulls herself to her feet, the cane still in her hand. She stumbles over to Grizzly who had gotten to one knee after the knees to her head. She slams the cane into his chest multiple times as he lets out groans with each hit.

Mystery Man: She’s going to try to kill the dude if she keeps hitting him in the chest and head.

FBI: She better not. He needs to win this.

Hanks: If she keeps doing this Lavender is winning this thing and getting that TV Title shot.

Lavender slowly pulls up Grizzly the cane still in hand. She whips him across the ring and on the return she whips the cane into his knees causing him to hit the mat hard and bouncing off of it. She slowly walks over to the top rope the cane still in her hand she lines it up with her body when she gets to the top and as Grizzly gets up she jumps off and grasps the cane to her body with one hand as she goes for the leap of faith but instead Grizzly catches her. He throws her onto his shoulder and hits a running powerslam! Not wanting to leave well enough he picks her up once more and hits her with another running power slam and follows with a cover.

Mystery Man: He has got her here, no doubt.

ONE!
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TWO
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THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Mystery Man: One hell of a match we had here tonight, folks.

Dobrev: Your winner and Number One Contender for the Television Championship....Grizzly Duggannnn

The Ref raises Duggans arm as he holds his gut but has a foreboding look on his face.



FBI: Grizzly went through hell and back, but the son of a bitch showed what he could do. Lavender put up a hell of a fight though.

Grizzly is holding both hands up in the air as he has the same smirk on his face.

Hanks: It was definitely a hard fought match between Grizzly and Lavender. Grizzly just had that advantage at the end. It could have gone either way though right at the end though.

Mystery Man: Don’t go anywhere folks. We have another amazing match coming up next. Otaki and Criss Cassidy in a three stages of hell. It’s going to be good. First though let’s check out what’s happening backstage.

We cut to the back stage area. Where we find a red carpet leading to a door and on the door there is a sign that reads "The ReVenants." Behind the red carpet is a backdrop of a. "StrangleMania" banner. It looks like super stars would come here and take pictures before going to some award show. There is actually camera men around and other reporters, one from TMZ, another from FOX Sports and a 3rd from ESPN and a few other agencies we cant make out. One of those reporters is Ace Heart. He looks around at all the news media around. Tonight feels very special. And then a commotion starts. Cameras start flashing and reporters starts asking questions. To who? Well, these guys.

The reporters start asking for pictures and the boys take a few for the media with smiles. Rob holds up his Undefeated championship for all to see. Keith holds his hand up to wave away any questions. Neo is starring the reporters down with a look of death in his eyes and not answering any questions. When Ace steps forward and tries to speak o ver the rest of the reporters.

Ace: Uhh, Rob Garcia! Tonight you and Darian take on the Moors Murders, in a first ever confrontation. They have finally spoken on the matter. What are your thoughts?

Rob looks over at Darian and nods his head with a smile, then turns to Ace.

Rob: Yeah, the Moors Murders have spoken, and nobody gave a damn! The Moors Murders are a disgrace to the pro wrestling business! Their outdated hardcore blood and gut bullshit is ridiculous! I am not buying into it. I see through both of your ****!

All the reporters have calmed down now and are focused on Garcia all pointing their mics in his direction.

Ace: We understand your frustrations, Rob. But please we're live, pal, can you tone down the language?

Rob chuckle's and shakes his head.

Rob: I apologize, for the language. But me and the Rev's are pissed off and the people watching should be too. But they're too damn stupid to be angry! They clap and cheer for what ever they're told to.. Since we got here this place has been a cuck fest! When Neo held the TV title he defended it every night! The Undefeated Championship I was forced to create because no titles were being honored like I honor this one! I am a true Champion! Neo is a true champion, Darian and Keith are what true champions are! Not these lazy, ego maniacs!

Darian steps forward.

Darian: Thats right, the Moors Murders and some others in EWC are a sorry excuses for pro wrestlers, let alone champions.

Rob clears his throat.

Rob: Thats why tonight, every thing changes! Its out with the old and in with the bold! We will be leading EWC into a new era! The era of Perfection! The Murders should be ashamed! York is used to letting his family down so its no surprise the man doesn't care about letting the rest of the world down

Rob looks at the Rev's then back at the cameras.

Rob: Toni Gunn is a disgrace, a sell out and a joke of a champion as well. We know what she's about. And tonight the world will too! Because tonight Destined Perfection is taking home gold that we truly and we will revive a dead tag team division and take this brand to the promise land!!

Jeff Noon walks in and starts trying to push the cameras away.

Rob: Jeff, its all right.

Jeff turns around.

Rob: I got one more thing to say. Tonight history will be made! Tonight is StrangleMania, the biggest show of the year! But tonight also is the start of the ReVenants era!  Tonight starts a the era where the best of the best will reign supreme! And you're looking at four of the best in the wrestling business!

With that Rob turns and the Rev's do as well. Cameras start to flash and reporters starts calling out questions. But the Revs walk away and into their locker room. And shut the door behind them

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THREE STAGES OF HELL
TABLES MATCH | FIRST BLOOD MATCH | FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH
 Otaki
Vs Criss Cassidy

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Mystery Man: It's been a great show so far and we're one getting started. Our next match features a budding rivalry. Spanned across two brands. 

Hanks: That's right Mystery Man. Criss Cassidy and Otaki have battled on two different shows on three different occasions. Tonight they settle things once and for all.

FBI: She's not Otaki anymore boys. This is a different girl. We've seen her before and to tell you the truth I like her.

Dobrev: The following match is a Three Stages of Hell match. The first to two falls will be our winner. The first fall will be a table match. The second fall a first blood match. And if necessary the third fall will be a falls count anywhere match. Introducing first from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at 205 pounds, Criss Cassidy!

"Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play as smoke shoots out infront of the entrance. Criss Cassidy walks out from behind the curtains and stands on the ramp in a lavish robe and matching long tights. He holds his arms out and makes his way down to the ring.

Dobrev: And his opponent from Sherwood Forest. Robina Hood!

They say we wanted attention

Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela, along with a momentary flash of bright light, immediately caused an incredibly loud, and mostly positive, response from the tonight's audience as red petals rain down from the ceiling of the arena. A purple-haired lady comes through the black curtains, black jacket proudly draped over her shoulders and, instantly knowing that she is Robina Hood, the people in attendance begins to become even louder with their cheers. The forest-dweller throws her arms up high in the air, her forefingers pointing out towards the sky. This causes the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the stage floor, revealing her military-styled red dress - with a translucent portion in the front of the skirt - to the cameras and generated a lot of wolf whistles from the men and lesbians in attendance, before confidently beginning to walk down the ramp, keeping her distance from the people in attendance while doing so. She didn't waste much time in getting to ringside, up the ring steps and onto the ring apron. But instead of immediately entering the ring Miss Hood partly sat down on the middle rope and glanced towards the crowd, giving him a happy looking smile before finally entering the ring. Shortly after entering the ring Robina did a 270 degrees spin and punched the air at the moment “watch me ignite” escaped the P.A. System, electing an even louder response from the people in attendance tonight.

FBI: That dress is amazing!

Mystery Man: I don't know how she does it. But the Emo Princess can wrestle in anything.

DING! DING! DING!

The match begins with the two competitors slowly circling each other in the ring. They exchange words before Robina points at Criss and signals for his demise, sliding a finger across her throat. The two suddenly engage in a collar and elbow tie up with Hood quickly slipping under and hitting Cassidy with a forearm to the gut. Hood stays on the offensive with a european uppercut and an irish whip to the ropes. The Emo Princess attempts a spinning heel kick but Cassidy holds onto the ropes and catches her with a heel kick of his own. Cassidy hits the ropes but gets met with a reverse elbow from Robina. She follows with a boot to the gut and a DDT but Cassidy quickly pushes her off and gets free.

Mystery Man: These two know each other very well. They're going to have to go deep into their bag of tricks tonight.

FBI: It's going to come down to who can adapt to this environment. Three Stages of Hell can end your career.

Another staredown ensues before a second collar and elbow tie up. Cassidy transitions into an arm twist but Hood turns and hits him with a boot to the gut. She follows with multiple slaps and spinning backfist that knocks Cassidy into the corner. Hood continues the assault with a ballistic punching combination and an open hand slap that leaves Cassidy hanging from the turnbuckle. Hood turns Cassidy around and puts him up on the top turnbuckle. She tries to hook her arm around Cassidy's head but he fights back with a back elbow to the face. Cassidy hits another back elbow and a pushes Robina down to the mat. Criss regains his balance and leaps off the top into a moonsault that connects with Robina.

Hanks: Huge backflip off the top rope!

Mystery Man: The air is thin whenever Cassidy lives.

Cassidy climbs to his feet and calls for the audience to stand. He rolls out of the ring and grabs a table from ringside. Before he can do anything, Robina is on the apron and drops him with a high knee. Hood picks up the table and slides it into the ring. She pulls Cassidy to his feet and whips him into the steel steps causing an explosion and leaving Criss flat on the floor. Robina walks with a grin on her face and playfully slaps the back of Cassidy's head as he tries to climb to his feet.

Mystery Man: Robina is a catalyst for pain. Just toying with Criss.

FBI: She's scary and hot, all at the same time.

Robina drops a knee into the back of Cassidy and wraps her arm around his neck. She pulls Cassidy to his feet and begins to taunt him. Robina goes to whip him into the barricade but Cassidy reverses it and sends her crashing into the steel. He takes a second to recoup and goes under the ring to pull out a table. Cassidy sets it up at ringside and walks over to Robina who is still slumped over the barricade. He pulls her up and barely dodges a blood mist attack from Hood.

Hanks: Cassidy was prepared for that one! Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice..

Mystery Man: Robina's got him in a hammerlock!

The diversion is enough for Hood grab ahold of Cassidy and sweep him into a Robina's Arrow right onto the outside floor.

Hanks: Cassidy is out cold.

FBI: Smart move by Robina. She lured Cassidy in and took advantage.

Hood pulls Cassidy to his feet and lays him across the table at ringside. She jumps onto the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Robina raises her arms into the air and leaps into an flying elbow drop that connects with Cassidy and breaks the table beneath him.

Dobrev: The winner of the first fall: Robina Hood!!!

Mystery Man: Robina looks very comfortable in this no DQ setting. She takes advantage there and wins the first fall.

Referee John Dean signals one fall for Robina as she slowly pushes herself off Cassidy and smiles, looking down at her opponent.

FBI: One more fall and Robina's got the win. But I have a feeling she's looking to dismantle Cassidy tonight.

Hood walks over to where Nina Dobrev is and requests the steel chair she's sitting on. Dobrev stands and Hood takes the chair. Cassidy is already up to his feet and Hood swings the chair in his direction. Cassidy ducks out of the way and kicks Hood in the midsection. She drops the chair and Cassidy slams her face on the apron. He rolls Hood back in the ring and retrieves the chair. Cassidy slides in to take a swing at her, but Hood does a matrix evasion and counters with a headbutt to Cassidy's face. Cassidy drops the chair and gets backed into the ropes by a series of punches from Hood. She whips him across the ring and hits him with a snap scoop powerslam on the steel chair.

Hanks: Impressive move there by Hood. Showing why she held the FSW Championship for 205 days.

FBI: She'll also be in the battle royal later tonight for a shot at the Undisputed Championship.

Mystery Man: One of many wrestlers pulling double duty tonight at Stranglemania. No holding back for wrestling biggest event.

Cassidy rolls on the mat holding his back in pain while Hood picks up the steel chair, folds it, and places it in the corner. She circles Cassidy and stomps on his back multiple times before pulling him up and sitting him in the chair. Hood quickly comes running across the ring and drills Cassidy with a running arched big boot to the face, sending him to the mat. Robina begins to laugh as she walks to the corner and pulls off the protective covering from the second turnbuckle.

Mystery Man: Robina is in a zone right now. She's looking to create carnage.

FBI: Cassidy might've bit off more then he can chew.

Hood signals for Cassidy's end as she pulls him off the mat and grabs ahold of his head. She talks in his ear and takes off toward the exposed turnbuckle. Cassidy slides out of the snapmare driver and pushes Hood into the top turnbuckle. She slowly turns around and gets drilled with a steel chair to the face.

Mystery Man: That shot just echoed through the Mercedes-Benz Stadium!

FBI: Holy shit is Robina busted open?!

Cassidy asks the referee to check on Hood, but John Dean waves it off and says there's no blood. Cassidy slams the steel chair into Robina's gut before dropping it and picking up the table laying beside her. He sets the table up against the turnbuckle and pulls Hood to her feet. Cassidy wraps his arms around her waist and attempts a german suplex but Hood fights out and whips Cassidy into the opposite corner. She charges in for a big boot but gets countered with a drop toe hold right into the exposed turnbuckle. Blood immediately starts running down Hood's face and Dean signals one fall for Criss.

Dobrev: The winner of the second fall: Criss Cassidy!!!

Hanks: And we're all even! One a piece. It comes down to the final fall!

FBI: Robina looks pissed!

Hood rolls out of the ring and her eyes widen as the blood drips from her forehead to the floor. She looks up at Cassidy who tells her to get back in the ring and she obliges. Hood circles around and comes sliding in with a full head of steam. The two wrestlers exchange punches in the center of the ring with neither giving an inch. Cassidy strikes Hood with a european uppercut which she responds with forearm shot to the face. She ducks under a right hand from Cassidy and whips him into the ropes. Hood catches him off guard with a jumping butt bump, followed by a snap dragon suplex through the table in the corner.

Mystery Man: The blood seems to only motivate Robina and make her stronger.

FBI: She's got that look in her eye. Shit's about to go down!

Hood rolls out of the ring and heads toward the announcer's table. She smiles at Hanks and pulls a crowbar out from under the table.

FBI: Oh my god what is that doing under there?

Hanks: I have no idea. I didn't put that there!

FBI: You put that under there! Hanks!

Hanks: No, I would never do that!

Hood slides back into the ring while Cassidy pulls himself out of the wreckage. He stands up and gets hit in the face by Hood with the crowbar. Hood calls for Cassidy to get back up and charges toward him with another running crowbar to the face. Cassidy falls to the mat and covers his head in pain.

Mystery Man: Cassidy is busted wide open. Even worst than Robina.

FBI: And she's loving every second of it. This girl is amazing!

Robina drops to her knees next to Cassidy and wipes the pool of blood coming from his face. She licks the blood from her fingertips and smiles, leaving a smear of blood across her cheek.

Hanks: That is insane. Robina is taking this match to a whole new level.

FBI: She's sadistic and crazy. That's how you win Three Stages of Hell.

Hood gets to her feet and hits a jumping knee to the head of Cassidy. She hits a second knee and picks Cassidy up, and tossing him out of the ring. Cassidy crawls on the outside and he tries to wipe the blood from covering his eyesight. Robina stands in the center of the ring, watching him, laughing, before she hits the ropes into a suicide dive that connects with the Second Coming. Hood pulls Cassidy to his feet and slams him face first off the barricade. Cassidy hangs off steel barrier and Hood picks up the crowbar off the apron. She runs in for another crowbar shot but Cassidy counters with a back body drop into the first row.

Mystery Man: There goes the crowbar. A souvenir for the fans.

FBI: We'll see it on ebay tomorrow. I promise you that.

Cassidy hops onto the barricade and hits Hood with a crossbody block into the seats. Criss stands ontop of Hood and some chairs, calling for the fans approval.

Hanks: Bloody, bruised, and battered. Criss Cassidy is still a crowd pleaser.

Mystery Man: He's not letting Hood take control. Cassidy is definitely out of his element but he's fighting back.

Cassidy grabs ahold of Hood and walks her into the next row. He's given a beer by a crowd member and takes a sip before splashing the rest in Hood's face. This awakens her and she hits Cassidy with a back elbow to the midsection. She tries a spinning heel kick but slips in the beer and falls onto the steps. Cassidy takes advantage and hits a leg drop across her chest. He pulls Hood to her feet and slams her with a suplex on the stairs. Cassidy makes the pin.

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Cassidy pulls Hood up another flight of stairs and onto a level walkway. He hooks her for a fisherman's suplex but Hood blocks it and spins onto his back into a rear naked choke. Referee John Dean is right there asking if Cassidy wants to tap as he falls to one knee. He refuses to quit and gives it one big burst, jumping onto his back and sandwiching Hood between him and the floor. Hood releases the submission and Cassidy rolls onto his stomach, catching his breath.

FBI: Desperation move from Cassidy.

Mystery Man: And it worked. But he better stay on Hood while she's still down.

Cassidy pushes himself to his feet and grabs ahold of Hood's legs. He wraps them around for a Crucifixion but Hood kicks him off and into a wall. Hood kips up to her feet and runs toward Cassidy. He ducks under and sends Hood into the air, who scales the wall behind him and goes to the level above. Cassidy looks up and circles around, going up the stairs. Hood meets him at the top with a running butt bump that sends both of them down the flight of stairs. Hood crawls over Cassidy and makes a cover.

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Hanks: These two are taking some major punishment tonight. And the crowd is loving it.

Mystery Man: Both wrestlers know what's at stake and are trying to make their mark at Stranglemania.

Hood pulls Cassidy up the stairs and grabs ahold of him at the top. She tries to toss him back down, but Cassidy hits her with an elbow and slips to her side. Cassidy lifts Hood up and tosses her into the adjacent row of people with a release german suplex. Two fans catch Robina and break her fall but Cassidy comes charging in with a spear and takes them to the floor.

Hanks: The fans in that row are getting their monies worth!

FBI: Watch those hands! Keep 'em off the princess.

Cassidy pulls Hood up and takes her out from the row of seats. He hooks her leg and slams her to the floor with a fisherman's suplex for a pin.

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Cassidy releases Hood and sits up in disbelief. He gets to his feet and grabs ahold of her legs, twisting them around and turning Hood into a sharpshooter.

Mystery Man: Cassidy looking to finish! He's got that Crucifixion locked in deep!

Hanks: The referee is right there! Is she going to tap?

The Purple Haired Dynamo screams no and reaches out toward referee John Dean with her bloody hand. She grabs ahold of him and pulls the ref into Cassidy, breaking the hold. Hood crawls to her feet and jumps into a butt bump, but Cassidy catches her mid-air and runs her into the railing. Cassidy pulls her back for a suplex but Hood hugs the railing. Cassidy falls back and Hood quickly strikes with a baseball slide to the face. Hood pulls Cassidy up and runs him toward the railing. She tries to toss him over but Cassidy grabs ahold of her dress and spins Hood around. Cassidy hits her with corkscrew roundhouse and Hood drops to the floor. Cassidy gets to his feet and looks up to the next level of seats. He hops onto the railing and jumps onto the wall next to it. He climbs onto the top and looks down at Hood still on the floor. The crowd begins to rise and Cassidy jumps into a shooting star press that hits Hood straight on. Cassidy rolls off of Hood, holding his knees in pain.

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!

Mystery Man: What a move from Criss Cassidy! He needs to make the cover!

FBI: I thought Robina was the crazy one. She must've knocked some screws loose on Cassidy.

Criss winces and slowly gets an arm over Hood for a pin.

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Hanks: No! It's not over yet!

Mystery Man: I'm not sure who took the worse from that move. Criss can barely stand.

Cassidy rolls over on his back and takes in a deep breath. He slowly climbs to his feet but has to hold himself up with the chair. He waits for Hood to climb to her feet and creeps up infront of her. Cassidy grabs her for a suplex but Hood slips out and hit him with a headbutt. She pushes him off and knocks him down the stairs with a standing dropkick. Cassidy rolls down the stairs and Hood is quick to meet him at the bottom. She stomps on his chest and pulls him back to his feet. They head back through the crowd and Hood tries to run him over the barricade. Cassidy's leg gives out and he slides into it instead. Hood notices the leg and quickly gives it a double stomp. Cassidy screams in pain and holds his leg as Hood laughs and enjoys it.

Mystery Man: Robina's noticed the bad wheel and isn't hesistant to take advantage.

FBI: She's a cerebral assassin out there. Let's not speak about the last person she faced.

Hood pulls Cassidy to his feet and drags him over the barricade to ringside. Hood reaches into the ring and grabs the steel chair. She sets up outside and grabs ahold of Cassidy. She pulls him down for a reverse STO but Cassidy counters it into a rock bottom through the steel chair. Both wrestler stay down on the floor, covered in blood.

Mystery Man: Cassidy fights back! Not ready to go just yet!

Hanks: The back of Hood's head clanked off the steel. The tides may be turning.

Hood and Cassidy slowly climb to their feet and meet with an exchange of lefts and rights. The crowd cheers as Cassidy gets the upper hand but Hood quickly stops him with a kick to the knee. Hood slips behind him and hits the Grand Finale on the outside floor. Hood makes the cover.

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FBI: What is she doing?! This could have been over!

Mystery Man: Hood's desire to break him could be clouding her judgement!

Hood pulls Cassidy's shoulders off the floor and stops the pin with a grin on her face. Hood gets to her feet and retrieves the bent steel chair. She lifts it into the air and slams it down on the injured knee of Cassidy repeatedly. She tosses the chair into the ring and pulls Cassidy off the ground. Hood rolls Cassidy into the ring and slides in behind him. Cassidy uses the ropes to climb to his feet as Hood stalks him with a chair. She swings at his head but Cassidy ducks under and hits her with a european uppercut. Hood drops the chair and Cassidy grabs her for a russian leg sweep. Hood stomps on the knee of Cassidy and transitions into a Robina's Arrow onto the steel chair. Hood makes the pin.

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DING! DING! DING! 

Dobrev: The winner of tonight's match: Robina Hood!!!

FBI: Robina showed what she is made of and was in her element tonight. This was a bloodbath.

Hanks: Great match from both competitors. They really left everything out there.

Mystery Man: It was an amazing match, don't go anywhere we've got more action on the way!

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TRIPLE THREAT
TEXAS DEATH MATCH
WINNER GETS A SHOT AT THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
A Texas Death match is a wrestling match similar to the Last Man Standing Match, the only difference being that you must be pinned, then a 10-count is initiated. If the person pinned fails to get up by the count of 10, the participant loses the match.
Robbie Rayder
Vs David Miller
Vs Dominic Sanders

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Hanks: And now we get to see another brutal battle to crown new Number One Contender to the International Title. 

Dobrev: Introducing first….weighing in at 285 pounds and hailing from Aledo, Texas….DOMMMINNNNICCCC SSSSSANNNNDDDDERRRSSSSS!

The lights dim in the Mercedes Benz Stadium and a hush rolls through the 71,000 present in Atlanta. The instrumental version of "Phenomenal" by Eminem cues and begins to play throughout the stadium.

The fans rise to their feet as the lights dim. Once the beginning first few seconds of the song clear and the first chord hits at the eight second mark, "SANDERS" appears on the video board, which circles the rafters of the arena, on cue.

The crowd reacts with both cheers and boos as Dominic Sanders steps out from the back. His fists are taped and he is ready for a fight. He has a cast-iron brand of the state of Texas in his hand. Gil Griffin, following behind and wielding a blow-torch, raises the object into the air and pulls the trigger, sending a stream of fire into the air. Sanders continues down to the ring with a serious demeanor as Griffin laughs and teases some fans on the way to the ring. Sanders heads up the ring steps and walks along the ring apron. He steps through the ropes and looks out into the crowd, shaking his head at the mixed reaction he is getting. Griffin stands outside of the ring, shooting another flame into the air and laughing. Sanders has now acquired a microphone and the music fades.

Sanders: StrangleMania Thirteen. The greatest event of the year 2018 and we are in Atlanta, Georgia.

The crowd pops at the mention of "Atlanta."

Sanders: We've had some good matches so far tonight, but it's time for the show to be flipped upside down. It's time for the Texas Death Match!

Once again, a pop from the crowd.

Sanders: You see, it's a Texas Death Match. This match was made JUST. FOR. ME. I own this match and Robbie 'Aire' Rayder and David Miller are about to find that shit out.

Sanders holds up the cast-iron brand for the camera to see.

Sanders: And I will make sure they will remember this night... forever!

Sanders drops the microphone and stares off into the camera as he hands Griffin the brand

Mystery Man: Dominic Sanders telling the world he has come to win this fight. Let’s see if he can back those words up.

Hanks: Dominic Sanders has been impressie in his short time here. After a few tough losses to start his EWC career, he quickly found his way to being Co-Television Champion.

FBI: Not impressive enough or he would be in the Main Event later tonight.

The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long multicolor tights and boots, walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to point at the ring. Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring, then runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He gets to a knee and smiles then gets to his feet, leaning out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd.

Dobrev: making his way to the ring...weighing in at 205 pounds and hailing from Key West, FL…..ROBBBBBBBIEEEE RAYYYYYYDERRRRR!

Mystery Man: Robbie Rayder looking to give Rampage the win over two Brawl competitors here tonight. His speed and agility will make him a threat to both of his opponents here tonight.

Hanks: Rayder knows he is good enough to win EWC gold, this match is him time to shine.

FBI: Oh, he will have some Shiners alright.

As cameras pan across the capacity crowd, the lights begin to lower, drawing several fans to their feet in anticipation. Seconds pass in silence, before a single tone bleeds through the speakers, slowly leading into a hard, pounding cadence that echoes throughout the arena. Black and white video-clips begin to play in time with the beat, showing Miller shadow boxing in an empty ring, or glaring into the camera from various angles. As the music hits a raucous crescendo, becoming the marching metal chords of Damnation Plan's “Judgement Day,” the video clips change to a sporadic, jagged montage of Miller from past matches and the lights return in violent, pulsating strobes. A sudden riot draws the camera to a side entrance. Silhouetted against the tunnel opening, flanked by members of EWC security staff, stands a hooded figure casually loosening his wrists. Head bowed, the man begins a purposed march out into the crowd to a mixed reception.

Nina Dobrev: Introducing the fighter now approaching the ring. From Anaheim, California. Standing six feet tall and weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds. He is the King of Fighters ... DAVID ... MILLER!

A few hands slap at the man’s back and shoulders, while others display raised middle fingers. Pieces of trash and debris bounce off his battered hoodie. Security attempts to step in and regain control, but Miller simply waves them off, ignoring it all. Continuing his walk through the fans, he raises his hands almost absently, accepting palm slaps and fist bumps here and there before easily stepping up onto the guardrail, taking a moment to stare out into the thousands gathered within the arena. The divided masses continue to voice their equal love and hate, but he pays no mind. Dropping down to the floor, Miller stalks the inside of the guardrail and slowly circles around to the ring steps, rolling the joints in his shoulders loose. Climbing the steps up to the apron, he ducks between the ropes and paces, turning his attention to the stage. The hint of a smirk creeps in as he peels off his jacket and tosses it to a crewman, throwing combinations as his music slowly fades out.

Mystery Man: David Miller is as hard hitting as they come. He is a vet in this business, and is now is bringing his dangerous arsenal to the grandest stage of them all, Stranglemania.

Hanks: David Miller started out hot with a few big wins over a few hot names. But since has been trading wins and losses. He has been more aggressive of late, and tonight he is looking to make his mark. And win a chance to challenge for the International Title.

FBI: I just hope he injures someone here tonight. Doesn’t even have to be in this match. I just hope he does. That would make my night.

DING DING DING

David Miller is the first to act as he charges at Dominic Sanders, Sanders plants his foot, about to attempt a Big Boot, but Miller tackles him to the ground, and begins unloading powerful blows to the head of Sanders. That is, until Rayder decides to get in on the action, he charges, leaps, and connects with a Front Dropkick to the back of the unsuspecting Miller, sending Miller through the ropes to the outside. Rayder turns and sprints to the ropes, bouncing off, getting more speed on his way. Sanders is getting to his feet, he looks to see Rayder leaping, he drops to the mat, Rayder clears the ropes and connects with a Corkscrew Plancha, knocking Miller into the barricade.

Hanks: Did you see that? What a move by Rayder!

Both men are down on the outside. Sanders rolls out, looks at the downed opponents, then takes a knee, he turns his attention to under the ring. Sanders drags out a table, leaning it up against the ringpost. He walks over, grabbing Rayder, dragging him to his feet. With a firm grip on the hair of Rayder, Sanders takes a few steps toward the table. He whips Rayder into the table, but Rayder takes a few quick steps up the table and onto the apron. He leaps off attempting a Cross Body Block, but Sanders catches him, runs forward, transitions him onto his shoulders, driving Rayder’s head into the top of the table, then spinning around and slamming him down with a Powerslam hard onto the outside. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…

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Mystery Man: Here we go folks, the first example of the Deathmatch rules. After two devastating blows, Sanders got the 3 count. But for Sanders to win, Rayder must not stay down for the 10 count.

Hanks: No way that happens. Sure those were a few big blows, but Rayder is tough, and determined.

The ref starts The Deathmatch count as soon as Sanders slides into the ring. Meanwhile Miller is up.

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Rayder is on his feet. While the ref was counting, Miller made his way to the ring. He blocked a Hard right hand from Sanders, then followed up by driving his knee into the gut of Sanders. Miller grabs the head of Sanders, yanks it down as he alternates driving his left and knee into the head of Sanders. Meanwhile, Rayder has made his way into the ring, he charges at Miller from behind, but Miller hears him coming, Miller pushes Sanders upright before he slides to his left. Just in time as Rayder leaps, instead hitting a dazed Sanders with a Flying Forearm. Miller steps up to Rayder, but Rayder connects with a Back Kick to the gut of Miller. Rayder goes for a Spin Kick, but Miller catches it and pushes Rayder forward.

Rayder turns, and is met with a Spinning Back Elbow, flooring Rayder. Miller reaches down and grabs Rayder. Miller pounces on Rayder, locking in an Achilles Lock with a Leg Grapevine. But the painful situation does not last long for Rayder as Sanders comes from behind and comes down on both of them with a Leg Drop. Sanders grabs Miller, and in seemingly one motion brings him to his feet, and whipping him into the corner. He charges, goes a Big Boot, but Miller slides under at the last second, Sanders crashes into the corner. Miller grabs Sanders around the waist and runs him into the nearest corner chest-first, crushing the air out of their lungs. Using the momentum of the recoil, he drops into a backward roll, dragging Sanders with him. Planting his feet as he comes back over, he dead-lifts the opponent into a high-angle German suplex, driving him down on the back of his neck. Miller goes for the cover… the ref counts…

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The ref starts the ten count. Rayder and Miller are on their feet.

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Mystery Man: The force of the Death Roll is enough to leave anyone seeing stars. Miller is the definition of hard hitting.

FBI: He is even more violent than before, and I like it.

As the ref was counting, Miller connected with a few kicks to the legs and torsos of Rayder, but as he went for a Spinning Backfist, Rayder ducked it, then countered with a Spin Kick, then connected with a Superkick on the stunned staggering Miller, Miller falls into the ropes. Rayder charges, and connects with a Sick Kick, sending Miller over the ropes, and crashing down onto the outside.

Hanks: Rayder just connected with the Shock and Awe assault. With those strikes and the impact of Miller free falling. This may be Rayder’s chance.

Sanders charges from behind, going for a Clothesline, but Rayder feels it coming, ducks it, Sanders bounces off the ropes, and Rayder sends him to the outside with a Dropkick. Miller is getting to his feet, Rayder sprints toward the ropes, leaps on then off the top rope, and connects with a Springboard Sick Kick. Miller’s back crashes into the barricade, then he drops to the outside. Rayder makes the cover… the ref counts…

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The ref makes the Deathmatch Count…

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THRE...Miller begins to stir. Sanders is on a knee, grabbing a chair from under the ring.

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Mystery Man: A lot of hard hitting action thus far folks. This match is still either of these three competitors to win.

While the ref was making the Deathmatch count. Rayder saw Sanders going for the chair, he sprinted at Sanders but it was too late, as Sanders stormed to his feet and drove the chair into the gut of Rayder. Sanders followed with a harder shot to the gut of the chair, then by cocking back and slamming the chair into the back of Rayder. Sanders turns, then slides into the ring. He drops the chair as he walks over to the table, setting it up in the corner. He grabs the chair, drops to the mat, then rolls out of the ring. Sanders goes to slam the chair on the downed Rayder, but Rayders rolls out of the way. Sanders tries again, Rayder rolls out of the way again. Sanders tries again, but this time Miller hops over Rayder and catches the chair. Miller kicks Sanders in the gut, rips the chair out of his hand, then slams the chair on the ground.

Miller goes for a hard right, but it is blocked by Sanders. Sanders counters with a kick, a devastating Low Blow, Miller drops to a knee, his back arched, holding himself up with one first on the ground. Rayder uses the body angle of Miller in his favor, he takes a few steps on the back of Miller, hops off, and connects with a Flying Elbow to the face of Sanders. Rayder follows with a Superkick to the staggering Sanders. Rayder turns to go on the apron, but he is surprised by Miller planting a foot to his thigh and channeling the momentum into his back leg, then Miller snaps it up, driving his knee into the Rayder's temple. Rayder drops to the outside. Miller goes for the cover… the ref counts…

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Mystery Man: Shatterpoint, a strike with enough impact to knock an opponent unconscious time and again.

FBI: He doesn’t need a weapon. Getting hit by Miller is like getting hit with a lead pipe.

The ref starts the Deathmatch Count.

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Eight...Rayder is on his feet.


While Rayder was struggling to get back to his feet after that vicious blow, Sanders and Miller came to blows, with Miller getting the upperhand after ducking one of Sanders blows, putting him in a Muay Thai Cinch, then delivering a series of blows to the ribs with his knees. Miller finished this attack off with a Double Arm Underhook Suplex. Miller grabs the head of Sanders and begins unloading hard right hands into the forehead of Sanders. After the fifth, he slams Sanders head down on the mat a few times. Miller grabs the leg of Sanders, about to attempt a Single Legged Crab to slow down the bigger Sanders, but as soon as he locks it in, Rayder comes off the Top Rope with a Missile Dropkick. Rayder yanks Sanders to his feet, back him into the corner. Rayder climbs atop Sanders, and begins to unload hard rights with the crowd counting each strike

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Before Rayder can get to SEVEN, Sanders grabs the legs of Rayder, takes a few steps out from the corner, then drives Rayder to the mat with an Oklahoma Slam. Sanders grabs Rayder, drags him to his feet. He whips Rayder into the corner with the table set up, then follows suit, Raydr again, climbs up the table, this time doing a Backflip over the approaching Sanders. Rayder lands, then immediately leaves his feet again to send Sanders crashing through the table.

Hanks: UNBELIEVABLE! The athleticism displayed by Rayder here tonight is second to none.

FBI: All that dancing around won’t win him this match.

Mystery Man: Robbie Rayder has just a good a chance as any of these three to walk away as Number One Contender to International Title.

Sanders drops the ground, amongst the table debris. Rayder goes to the apron, he runs to the corner, hopping on the top turnbuckle in a single bound. He sets up, leaps, and connects with Aire Rayde V.1.

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

This takes a lot out of Rayder as well, as he just remains atop Sanders for the pin...the ref counts…

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The ref starts the Deathmatch Count.
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NINE...Sanders just gets to his feet in time, before dropping to the mat and rolling outside the ring.

Mystery Man: Robbie Rayder almost walked away number one contender to the International Title right there.

While Sanders barely escaped the loss, Miller got the advantage over Rayder after Miller caught the foot when Rayder attempted a kick. Miller took Rayder to the mat and begin unloading lefts and rights to the head of Rayder. Miller drags Rayder to his feet by the hair, sets him up for an Overhead Belly to Back Suplex, but Rayder manages to land on his feet. Miller steps up, going for a Forearm Smash, but Rayder counters with a Back Slide Pin, but before the ref can count, Miller rolls out. Miller storms to his feet, only to be taken out from behind with a Clothesline from Hell from Sanders.

Sanders turns to Rayder, goes for a kick, but Sanders catches the leg of Rayder pulls him close, then takes him down with a Clothesline with enough force for Rayder do a revolution before hitting the mat. Sanders looks at the downed opponents, then turns and makes his way out of the ring. He grabs another table from under the ring, then proceeds to slide it into the ring. Before making his way into the ring, he grabs a Kendo Stick from under the ring and enters the ring. He walks over to Miller and slams the Kendo stick down onto chest of Miller, then does the same to Rayder. Sanders does this one more time to each before dropping the weapon and turning his attention to setting up the table.

FBI: This match just got interesting. Sanders is out there having some fun.

Hanks: Just got interesting? These fans have been loving this Texas Deathmatch from the opening bell.

Mystery Man: You got that right. High Flying, Hard-hitting, Non-Stop action. Doesn’t get much better than this.

Sanders sets up the table near the corner, then goes back to the Kendo Stick. He turns his attention to Miller, now pushing himself to his feet, once he grabs the Kendo Stick. He swings at Miller when Miller just gets to his feet. Miller catches the Kendo Stick, pulls Sanders in for a Headbutt. The Kendo Stick drops to the mat. Miller goes for the Shatterpoint of Sanders, but Sanders manages to push Miller off before Miller reached impact point. Sanders grabs Miller, and sends him crashing through the table with a T-Bone Suplex. As He turns to make the cover, Rayder comes off the Top Rope going for Aire Rayde V.2, but Sanders, slides out of the way, causing Rayder to crash down onto the mat.

Sanders then moves surprisingly quick toward Miller, hopping over him, and climbing to the Top Turnbuckle. But as he sets up, Rayder is on top of him, connecting with hard right hands. Rayder is setting Sanders up for a Superplex, as Miller struggles back to his feet. As Rayder is finalizing the Superplex, Miller comes up and connects with a few Forearm shots to the back of Rayder. Miller then slides under Rayder, wrapping his arms and around him. Miller uses all his might to drive Rayder down to the mat, thus helping Rayder bring Sanders down with a SuperPlex.

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

THIS IS AWESOME!!!

Hanks: DID YOU SEE THAT?! Miller, Rayder, and Sanders are down!

It seems like forever until the men begin trying to get to their feet. Miller is the first to get to his feet. He sees Rayder pushing himself up to his feet, until Miller connects with a kick hard enough for Rayder to under up on his back. After a few stomps to the gut of Rayder, Miller leans down to grab the leg Rayder, presumably to try to lock in a submission hold. But he is interrupted by a hard right to the face from Sanders, then another. Miller pushes forward to his feet, but is met by a kick to the gut, then a hand clasped around his throat. Sanders lifts up Miller, then drives him down to the mat with a Chokeslam. Sanders goes to the closest corner. Again he makes his way to the top turnbuckle, sets, looks to see Rayder still down, leaps and connects with Titletown. Sanders makes the cover...the ref counts…

Mystery Man: With the damage each one of these competitors has endured from the other, anyone one of these pinfalls could be the last.

Hanks: If Sanders can keep Rayder at bay, he may have this match won right here.

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As Miller barely kept Sanders from the win, Rayder took Sanders down with a Bicycle Kick. He went for a Springboard Moonsault, but Sanders got his knees up. Sanders picks up the Kendo Stick and slams it in the ribs of Rayder a few times before tossing it out of the ring. Sanders goes to grab Rayder, but Rayder takes him down with a Legsweep. Rayder upkips to his feet. Again he goes for a Springboard Moonsault, this time connecting. Rayder gets Sanders in position, and locks in Double Arm Trap Crossface Submission. It takes a few seconds until the ref is done with Miller, as soon as Miller gets to his feet. But the ref comes over to check on Sanders. He refuses to tap at first, but does a few seconds later.

*TAP*

*TAP*

*TAP*

Then oddly rolls out of the ring, and onto tje outside. The ref looks to see he is still on the ground, which he is.

Mystery Man: It seems Sanders tapped to get out of that Submission Hold. He is just biding his time, catching a breath.

FBI: Now that’s a smart man right there. He’s going places.

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Rayder has his back turned to Miller, not realize Miller is on the move. Miller comes up from behind, drives his fist into the kidneys of Rayder, then takes him down, immediately transitioning into a Crossface.The ref keeps counting not sure what to do in this situation.
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Eight,... the ref turns to see Rayder TAP...TAP...TAP, not seeing Sanders get to a knee and is handed the Brandr by his manager Gil Griffin..
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NINE...the ref sees Sanders up. He turns then starts the count for Rayder.
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NINE...Rayder gets to his feet right behind the Ten count.

Mystery Man: You can tell this match is taking its toll on the three competitors here tonight.

Hanks: Each one of these men is going through hell to earn that shot at the International Title.

FBI: I must admit, watching the pain on their faces has been quite amusing.

Sanders jabs the scolding Brand, burning Miller's back. Sanders drops the Brand,, grabs the hurting Miller, whipping him into the corner. Sanders charges and goes for a Big Boot, but just as earlier, Miller has it scouted, and hits Sanders with the Reverse Roundhouse. Before Miller can drop for the pin, Rayder connects with a Superkick to the back of Miller’s head. As soon as Miller hits the mat, Rayder is in the air and connects with a Standing Moonsault. Rayder then upkips to his feet, only to take a kick to the gut, Sanders leaps, grabs the head of Rayder, hops onto the middle rope, then off, driving Rayder down with the Texas Tornado DDT. Sanders gets to his feet as quick as his beaten abd battered body allows. He makes his way to the Top Turnbuckle. He sets hinself, leaps, and connects with Titletown. He makes the cover...the ref counts…

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As the ref begin the Deathmatch count, Sanders grabs the Brand. Miller is pushing himself up, when from behind, Sanders drives the brand into the back of Miller again. Sanders then drives the burning metal into the shoulder of Miller, for good measure.
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DING DING DING

Dobrev: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…..DOMMMMINNNNICCCCC SSSSSSANNNDDDDERRRRSSSS!

Mystery Man: Dominic Sanders ends this brutal match as the last one standing, BARELY. This grueling match took a lot of all three of these men. Miller was just able to edge Miller and Rayder out in the end.

FBI: I think every match should be a Texas Deathmatch

Hanks: While that would be highly entertaining FBI, it would put a lot of wrestlers on the shelf much sooner.

The ref raises the arm of Dominic Sanders in victory. Sanders is holding his back, until he raises his other arm up, pointing at the crowd as if saying I Told You So.. Sanders drops to the mat, then confidently strides up the ramp, adrenaline of the win a temporary painkiller.



Mystery Man: Following up this hard hitting spectacle, we have Griffin Hawkins vs AJ Johnson in a Street Fight. To say there is bad blood between them would be the understatement of the century. Stay tuned for more must-see action.

From the backstage area of the Mercedes-Benz Stadium, Kendrick Kross sees Candy coming this time as she walks down the hallway in front of him.

Kendrick Kross: What? No piggyback today?

Candy: Not today.

Though as she closes the distance between them, Candy throws a small bag through the air that he catches with ease. He studies the bag for a moment before questioning.

Kendrick Kross: What’s this?

As Candy comes to a stop before him, she smiles.

Candy: The candy I said I’d bring for you. It’s for luck!

Kendrick Kross: Oh, good! That’s one thing I may need tonight, a lot of luck.

Kendrick smiles a bit before sliding the bag into his pocket for later.

Candy: That’s it?! You aren’t even going to share?!

He should know better. Candy looks at him like he has six heads or something. Kendrick laughs a little and smiles. He reaches back in his pocket and pulls the bag out and hands it to her.

Kendrick Kross: Well of course I’m going to share with my favorite person! Take what your favorites are, but you better leave some for me! It is for good luck, right!?

Candy: Mhmm. Totally is.

However, she looks a little giddy as she reaches in the bag and begins munching away on the first thing she pulls out.

Candy: Not that you need it. I know you got this!

Kendrick smiles at Candy as she munches away and then takes a deep breath.

Kendrick Kross: One thing I will need is luck, I think. I lost my first title match two weeks ago, what’s to stop me from losing this one? I’m confident in myself, at the same time though I am worried about the match.

Candy: Don’t be. I’m sure you’ve learned a thing or two from last time. You’ll put that knowledge to good use and come away with the gold this time.

Candy continues to pull things out of the bag as she listens for his response. Kendrick reaches over and reaches into the bag that she is holding and pulls out a piece and starts to munch away at

Kendrick Kross: I feel as if I’ve learned enough, but Ruthann is a tough competitor. She isn’t exactly one that is just going to lay down. She’s been through many matches like this. Enough about me though. What about your title match after Stranglemania!?

Candy: It’s right around the corner. Doing my best to get ready for it. That’s why I’m here tonight. Scoping out the competition. Want to see who comes out on top of the Monster’s Ball.

Kendrick Kross: Any preference who you face?

Candy thinks about it for a moment then shrugs as she reaches for her next piece of candy.

Candy: I guess it really doesn’t matter. I’ve beaten them both. So I know I have it in me to get the job done. Guess we’ll just have to see what happens later!

Kendrick Kross: After your performance on this last Prime. I’m confident you’ll be the next Indy Champion!

Candy: Next Indy Champion? It does have a nice ring to it. Hope to prove you right on this. I know I’ll be ready when the time comes.

Candy gives the bag of candy back to Kendrick.

Candy: Enjoy the rest of your candy.

Kendrick lifts the bag up slightly to look inside.

Kendrick Kross: There’s only one piece left.

Candy: Be glad I didn’t eat that too.

Candy lets out a laugh as she starts to skip away.

Candy: See you later. After you win!

Kendrick Kross: Definitely. We’ll even have a party with the extra gold I’ll have.

Kendrick walks the opposite way eating the last piece of candy as he prepares to head down the ramp for his match

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TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
NO COUNT OUT MATCH
Kendrick Kross
Vs Ruthann Hunter

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Mystery Man: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back. We just witnessed one of the most brutal matches I think I’ve ever seen as David Miller, Dominic Sanders, and Robbie “Aire” Rayder just barely finished competing in a Texas Deathmatch. Coming up we have our very first of many EWC Title matches as Ruthann Hunter is set to defend her EWC Television title against the high flyer, Kendrick Kross. 

The lights dim as the first words "I got, I got, I got, I got" start playing.

DOBREV: Flying K, Kendrick Kross

Best Friend hits the PA system as the arena goes dark. A few seconds later smoke starts to fill the arena and Kendrick rises from the middle of the ramp. At :30 when the lyrics start red pyro shoots out from either side of the stage and the lights flash white and red as Kendrick slowly starts walking down towards the ring. Kendrick slowly walking, wearing a leather jacket, white tank top, black jeans and red high top sneakers stops in the middle of the ramp head down. As Nina Dobrev introduces him. "From Chelsea, London....weighing in at 215 pounds.....Kendrick Kross!

Kendrick slowly continues walking down the ramp until getting to the end of the ramp where he turns left, goes up the step and climbs into the ring and walks over towards the corner where he sits.

Mystery Man: Tonight, this talented high flyer looks to etch his name into the EWC record books on the grandest stage of them all, Stranglemania

Hanks: Kendrick Kross has been impressive enough to earn two Television Title shots since debuting a few short months ago.

FBI: If he doesn’t take this TV Title from Ruthann, I might have to fight him after.

DOBREV: AND HIS OPPONENT...weighing in at 200 pounds and hailing from Brooklyn, NY….she is YOUR EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONNNNN…..RUTHANNNNN HUNNNNTERRRRRR!

Du du du du-du du du

Du du du du du-du du du

The crowd starts to chant that part of the song out loud. As the lights go out as Fall Out Boy Centuries came blasting on. They look up at the ramp standing there with a smoke surround her was Ruthless Aggression with her head down. She lifts up her head as she has a long black trench coat that fit her body. As she walking down the ramp it a has "EWC 4 Life" written across it with a picture of a baseball bat on under it in blue and red colors. She smirks as she stops in the middle of the middle ramp looking around taking in the crowd. She closed her eyes as the words came blasting over the speakers.

Some legends are told

Some turn to dust or to gold

But you will remember me

Remember me for centuries

And just one mistake

Is all it will take.

We'll go down in history

Remember me for centuries

Hey, hey, hey

Remember me for centuries

She then threw her fist up in the air along with the title with a sick grin on her face. She walks towards the steps. She climbs inside of the ring and jumps up onto the turnbuckle as she sings the chorus with them.

Du du du du-du du du

Du du du du du-du du du

She then jumps down and turns around facing the person taking off the trench coat. She hands it to the person on the outside ready to fight.

Mystery Man: Ruthann Hunter has quite the test in front of her tonight, as she is pulling double duty tonight. First she must defend her Television Title against Kendrick Kross, with Kross doing his best to make sure it is not a successful defense. Then, win or lose, she moves onto the King of the Mountain match, looking for her chance to experience the glory that is being called the EWC Undisputed Title.

Hanks: Ruthless Aggression is looking to make her mark in the EWC history books once again. And first, she has to get through Kendrick Kross.

FBI: I can’t wait to see the look on her face after she loses both matches.

DING DING DING

Kross and Hunter circle one another a few times before locking up. As soon as they lock up, Kross with a Go-Behind. Before he can make his next move, Ruthann connects with an elbow to the side of the head, and another, forcing Kross to lose his grip. Ruthann turns and goes for a Spinning Heel Kick, but Kross ducks it, and drops down with an Elbow Drop as soon as Ruthann hits the mat. Kross is quickly back to his feet, only to leap and connect with another Elbow Drop.

He grabs Ruthann by the arm and shoulder, bringing her to her feet. Kross connects with a few European Uppercuts, forcing her back into the ropes. Kross whips Ruthann into the ropes, Ruthann bounces off and heads, Kross ducks for a Back Body Drop, but Ruthann halts her tracks and drives her knee into the face of Kross then follows it up with a Double Arm Underhook DDT. Ruthann hooks the legs...the ref counts…

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Tw...kickout by Kross.

Mystery Man: Ruthann went for the quick fall, but Kross is way too determined to let Ruthann off that easy.

Ruthann is quick to her feet, stalking Kross. As Kross is pushing himself to his feet, Ruthann charges and goes for a Punt Kick, but Kross manages to evade the impact at the last second. As Ruthann turns, she is met by a Step Up Enziguri by Kross. Ruthann drops to the mat, Kross charges at the ropes, hops on then off, and connects with a Springboard Moonsault. Kross holds the leg for the pin...the ref counts….

ONE

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Tw...kickout by Hunter.

FBI: Damnit REF! That should have been the end of this nightmare TV Title reign. We need that back on Neo’s waist.

Kross wastes no time with an upkip. He sprints to the corner. He climbs to the top turnbuckle, but at he as turns to set himself, he is pushed off the top turnbuckle and crashes down hard onto the outside.

Mystery Man: With an impact from that height, Kross's broken ribs have to be feeling that impact.

Ruthann Hunter steps between the ropes, then down to the outside. Kross is still down as Ruthann gets to him, she grabs him, bringing him to his feet. But as she does, Kross interrupts her plans by driving a knee into her gut. Kross quickly grabs Ruthann, whipping her into the barricade. Kross walks up and kicks the back of Ruthann’s surgically repaired knee. Kross steps to the side of Ruthann, then in seemingly one motion, hops the apron, grabs the head of Ruthann, leaps off the apron, spinning Ruthann around, and driving her down with a Tornado DDT.


Hanks: What a Move by Kross! That was Unbelievable, only on EWC.

It takes Kross a few seconds to get to his feet, due to the pain of his ribs, but he does while Ruthann is still motionless. Kross walks up Ruthann, grabs her leg, then proceeds to lock in an Ankle Lock. Kross is putting as much torque as possible as Ruthann writhes in pain.

Mystery Man: That is an interesting move choice by Kross. There is no count out but the match must be decided in the ring.

FBI: They should probably just let Kross make her submit now and save Ruthann more embarrassment.

After suffering a bit more, Ruthann finally gets enough momentum to spin around and deliver a few kicks to the gut of Kross, she delivers one more with enough force to knock Kross backwards. Kross quickly charges, and goes for a kick, but Ruthann lunges forward with a Spear. But both are down are Ruthann grabs at her ankle. It takes a few seconds but Ruthann gets to her feet first. She comes up behind Kross, spreads his legs, then wraps him up around the waist. She lifts him up, and swings him headfirst into the barricade.

Mystery Man: Ruthless Aggression calls that move PISSED OFF!

Hanks: Did you hear the sound of that impact! Kross must be seeing stars right now.

Ruthann completes Pissed Off a total of three times before releasing Kross. Ruthann drops to a knee to give her ankle a breather. A few seconds later she pushes herself up, walking over to Kross. She grabs him by the arm and shoulder, dragging him to his feet. At first she walks him over to the ring, and connect with a few hard rights to the ribs of Kross, but before she slides him in, she turns toward the ringpost. She goes to whip Kross into the ringpost, but Kross reverses it, sending Ruthann headfirst into the ring post. As Ruthann drops down, Kross drops to a knee, trying to catch his breath, which is getting harder with each shot to the ribs. It takes a few seconds for him to get his composure, but as he does, he hops onto the apron, runs along the apron, leaps, and connects with a 450 Frog Splash.

Hanks: DID YOU SEE THAT! Kross just hit a 450 Frog Splash from the Apron! There are few competitors able to perform a move like that.

Kross is stunned by the impact of that move as well. He takes his time getting to his feet. He walks over to the ring, bends down, and reaches under the ring. When he gets back to his feet, he has a chair in hand.

FBI: YES! That is a smart man right there.

Kross cocks the chair back as he approaches the still downed Ruthann. He goes to swing with all his might, but Ruthann was playing possum and rolls out of the way. Kross tries again, but Ruthann rolls out of the way once again. Ruthann is now on her knees, pushing herself to her feet. Kross goes for another swing, but Ruthann catches it, then drives a knee into the gut of Kross. Ruthann quickly steps into Kross, lifting him onto her shoulders, Kross drops the chair as this happens, and Ruthann happens to slam Kross into the chair with a Death Valley Driver.

FBI: NO! NO! That’s CHEATING! Ruthann should be forced to relinquish the title!

Mystery Man: I don’t think Ruthann even meant for that to happen. Just a lucky break.

Hanks: No so lucky for Kross.

Ruthann grabs Kross, dragging him to the ring, and sliding him in, then follows suit. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…

ONE
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THRE...kickout by Kross

Ruthann slaps the mat, thinking that she had the match won. She grabs Kross, bringing him to his feet. She sends Kross into the adjacent corner with an Irish Whip. Ruthann charges, a few feet from Kross she leaps, Stinger Splash, but Kross moves out of the way at the last second. Ruthann stumbles back, now bleeding after her head hits the ringpost again. Kross charges toward the corner, hops up the to the top turnbuckle, immediately leaping off and connecting with Whisper in the Wind. Kross goes for cover...the ref counts…

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Thr...kickout by Ruthann

Mystery Man: Kross gets the upperhand on Ruthann. Now he needs to keep up the pressure.

Kross quickly gets to his feet, sets his feet, crouches, leaps, and connects with a Standing Moonsault. He goes for another pinfall attempt...the ref counts…

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THRE...kickout by Ruthann.

Kross slaps the mat in frustration a few times before getting to his feet. He grabs Ruthann, drags her to her feet, as he does, picking her up on his shoulders. He then drops her to the mat with the K-Twist. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…

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TWO
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THREE…

Mystery Man: NO!!! RUTHANN HUNTER GETS HER FOOT ON THE ROPE! Kross was a blink of an eye away from becoming the new EWC Television Champion!

FBI: I swear, if this ref doesn’t learn how to count, I will get in there and do it myself. Make sure Kross doesn’t get cheated again.

Kross is noticeably angered as he gets to his feet. He kicks the bottom rope out of frustration before turning his attention back to Ruthann. Kross goes back to the ankle from earlier and begins stomping on it repeatedly. He takes a momentary break, only to move up and stomp down on the surgically repaired knee of Ruthann. He grabs the Ankle while facing away from Ruthann, attempting another Ankle Lock, but Ruthann immediately throws her leg upward, connecting with a Low Blow, this stuns Kross, Ruthann winces as she gets to her feet, takes a few steps, and drives Kross to the mat with a Bulldog. Ruthann, still a little dazed from the recent offensive by Kross, She makes her way over to the corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle. Ruthann turns, but as she does, Kross looks up to see her and quickly rolls out of the ring. Impressed with himself for his quick thinking he is not paying to Ruthann as she adjusts her angle leaps, and connects with a Corkscrew Shooting Moonsault!

THIS IS AWESOME!!! 

THIS IS AWESOME!!! 

THIS IS AWESOME!!! 

Mystery Man: What a show of athleticism and determination by the champion, Ruthann Hunter. Kross really had her on the ropes. If he can capitalize on this, she may be heading into the King of the Mountain Main Event, still EWC Television Champion.

Ruthann is the first to get to feet after awhile, while Kross begins to stir. Ruthann grabs Kross, drags him to his feet, drives her knee in the ribs of Kross, then immediately takes him down with a Snap Suplex. Kross grabs at his back, Ruthann takes her time getting to her feet, she heads back to Kross, and begins to repeat the process. But Kross blocks the second attempt, by hooking his foot around her leg. Kross goes for a Suplex, but Ruthann blocks it, then connects with a few hard shots to the ribs of Kross. Kross backs up, Ruthann steps into Kross, grabs his arm, yanks him forward, and takes him down hard with a Lariat.

Ruthann looks down at Kross, then over to the ring. She sees Kross still trying to get to his feet then turns and takes a few strides toward the ring, she stops at the apron, gets on a knee, lifts the Stranglemania drape, and grabs something she made sure would be there, the metal baseball bat with her name on it. She turns, and takes a few steps toward Kross, she drives the handle of the bat into the ribs of Kross, then again, and again. Ruthann pauses, gets to her feet, and heads to the legs of Kross.

With the metal bat, she locks in a Single Legged Boston Crab, Kross bangs his fists on the ground as reaction to the excruciating pain. The ref even comes to the outside, pleading with Ruthann to take it to the ring. Ruthann finally releases the hold, and Kross grabs at his knee, while again, banging his fist on the ground. Ruthann takes a knee, to recharge the battery before returning her attention to Kross. She gets to Kross, just as Kross is pulling himself up with help from the barricade. As Kross turns away from the crowd, Ruthann attempts to drive the Ruthless Aggression Bat into the chest of Kross, but Kross catches it. They get in a power struggle for a few seconds, until Kross pushes forward with all his might, then lets go as Ruthann is backed up a step. Kross drops to grab his knee, and at the perfect time because Ruthann had just swing for the fences, and it would have been ballgame if she connected with that impact on his ribs.

Ruthann’s momentum carries her past Kross into the barricade. When she turns back to Kross, she is greeted by a Pele Kick, knocking her back into the barricade, which she then falls over. Kross attempts to climb up by the barricade, his typically agility hindered by the earlier submission and the pain of his broken ribs. He does manage to get to on the barricade. He almost falls as he tries to steady himself, turning away from Ruthann and facing the ring, but he leaps, and connects with a Moonsault off the barricade.

THIS IS AWESOME! 

THIS IS AWESOME 

THIS IS AWESOME! 

Hanks: Another amazing display of athleticism from Kendrick Kross.

FBI: This is it, the end of Ruthless Aggression.

Kross gets to his feet, leaning against the barricade. He catches his breath as Ruthann begins to stir. When she gets to her hands and knees, Kross charges forward and drives Ruthann’s head into the unprotected flooring with a Curb Stomp.

Mystery Man: Oh My God! Kross just connected with a Curb Stomp to Ruthann Hunter on the hard concrete. The Television Champion is busted open.

FBI: Drinks on me everyone. This calls for a celebration.

Kross grabs Ruthann by the hair aggresively, dragging her to her feet, then pushing her over the barricade. Blood drips down as Kross grabs Ruthann, drags her to her feet, bringing her over, and rolling her into the ring. He goes for the cover… the ref counts…

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THREE!

Mystery Man: NO! She Got her Shoulder UP! Ruthann managed to get her shoulder up with one millisecond to spare.

FBI: NO!!!!! DAMNIT REF. I warned YOU!

Kross sits up, shocked he did not pick up the win there. He thinks about it, then goes for another pin, this time hooking the legs….

ONE
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TWO
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THR...Ruthann kicks out again.

Kross storms to his feet, and up in the ref’s face. When he finishes berating the ref, he makes his way over to the corner. He begins climbing to the top turnbuckle, still a bit slower due to the attack from Ruthann. As he turns to get set, he realizes Ruthann Hunter got her second wind. She is standing right there. She connects with a few hard rights as she climbs up to Kross. She connects with a few more as she gets to him. Ruthann goes for the Ruth Awaken, but Kross grabs the top rope with each hand, halting his momentum, subsequently causing Ruthann to crash hard down on the mat. Kross sets up, he leaps, and connects with a Phoenix Splash.

Mystery Man: The Kross Up! What a Move! Kross with a gravity defying move there.

Kross makes the cover, he hooks the legs...the ref counts…

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TWO

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THREE!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...and the NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION...KENNNNNDRICKKKKKK KRRRRROSSSSSS!

FBI: Now is a good time as any to light this Cuban! It’s a Celebration!

Hanks: Kendrick Kross can now add his name to the list of EWC Champions. It is a proud moment for him. Ruthann cannot be happy. She put on a top notch performance, but it was just not enough. Huge Win for Kross. The EWC now welcomes a new champion to the fold.

The ref hands Kross the Television Title, raising his arm in victory. Kross pulls his arm away and clutches the newly won gold hardware to his chest. He yells out to the fans...Told You. I Told You, before dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring. He clutches the Television Title tight as he makes his way up the ramp.

Mystery Man: Ruthless Aggression failed one half of her goal here tonight. Now to see if she can walk away with a different title at the end of the night, the EWC Undisputed Title. But before that we have much more great action to go.

Hanks: You are not kidding Mystery Man. I am especially excited to see this next match. AJ Johnson verus Griffin Hawkins in a Street Fight. This is a match you definitely do not want to miss a second of the action.

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STREET FIGHT
WINNER GETS A INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP SHOT
Griffin Hawkins
Vs AJ Johnson

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Hanks: ... And the madness doesn’t look to stop yet as we go straight into our next match, one that is set to be a truly brutal blood feud… Griffin Hawkins versus AJ Johnson… in a no-holds-barred Street Fight!

Mystery Man: Blood feud is right, Colin, for even though the winner of this next match gets a shot at Captain Darkwater’s International championship, both competitors have made it abundantly clear they’re in this fight for one reason and one reason only: to utterly destroy one another, and end careers.

FBI: That’s two reasons, genius.

Hanks: Two reasons or one, both superstars are coming at this match from two very different ways. For the Rock Warrior, it’s all about teaching respect, getting justice and proving to his opponent and the EWC Universe that he’s exactly where he’s meant to be. For AJ Johnson, it’s simply about destroying what he sees as a relic of the company’s past, putting old man Hawkins out to retirement… or the ICU.

FBI: This year’s Stranglemania is all about the new era, so I’m all behind AJ finally taking out the trash!

Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall --

Audience: ONE FALL!!

Nina Dobrev: -- and is a no-holds-barred Street Fight for a shot at the International Championship! Introducing first...

The lights in the arena go out as a rhythmic strumming of a guitar begins to build, slow and soft at first then growing to rapid shredding as the fans’ excitement builds with it. As the tune hits its epic crescendo reaches its peak, deep-red pyros go off with a ear-ringing boom, the smoky lights lingering like flares to reveal…

Nina Dobrev: From Windsor Ontario, Canada… weighing in at 227lbs… The Rock Warrior, GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!

Hawkins is looking more like the Road Warrior tonight, the spotlight that opens on him revealing the red pyro to be coming from the head of the Gibson guitar in his hands, edges studded with viscous looking steel spikes. The flickering crimson light is illuminating his face, jaw jutted in grim determination, eyes set with a cold hardness from behind dark streaks of face-paint. The usual black leather jacket is now joined by thick brown leather straps that are carrying various weapons, most noticeable being the second guitar strapped to his back, this one wrapped every inch in gleaming barbed wire. Finishing the riff on the guitar in his hands, Griff then swings it up into his own face, breaking the instrument in two, both halves hanging by the strings, the Rock Warrior seemingly unhurt by the blow, and - if anything - all the more fired-up and raring to go!

Hanks: Holy shit, Hawkins not waiting for the bell to start to show these fans that there’s no blow he can’t take!

FBI: Stupid showboating, if you ask me - that’s one less weapon he has going into this fight, and he’s just softening himself up for AJ!

As “Made in Hell” by Rob Halford finally kicks in, Hawkins tosses the broken remnants of his guitar aside and sets down the ramp at a determined pace, hardly slowing for fans to tag him in passing, let along slap hands with them like he usually does. The fans seems to get it though, as cheers for him continue to grow with chants of “Griff’s Gonna Kill You” begin to do the rounds.

Mystery Man: Hawkins is all business, deadly and determined not to lose focus in this all-important match.

Unhooking the barbed-wire entangled guitar from his back, Griff sets it aside in the corner of the ring before climbing the ropes to throw the horns to another wave of feverish cheers. He then hops down and faces the entrance ramp, eagerly beckoning and shouting for AJ to come out.

Instead we see a scrawny, tattooed young man walk on-stage, microphone in hand and electric guitar slung over his shoulder.

FBI: Who the hell is this punk? That ain’t AJ!

Mystery Man: You kidding me, that’s MGK - Machine Gun Kelly!

Sure enough, the man introduces himself and his band as the lights rise on them, and together they kick into a live performance of “At My Best”.

As the music builds to the female chorus, white-gold pyros go off center-stage and AJ Johnson appears, accompanied by his brother Jacoby, who seems to be acting as AJ’s caddy of sorts, stumbling under the weight of several duffle bags hanging from his shoulders and arms, the handles of bats, wooden planks and other objects poking through the openings. AJ hovers by the band, nodding his head and rapping along with Kelly’s second verse, then snatches the microphone from the startled artist as the chorus kicks in again, shouting over it.

AJ Johnson: And his opponent, from Atlanta Georgia, weighing in at 225lbs and accompanied by his brother Jacoby Douglas… he is the best damn professional wrestler on the roster and about to make this fucking fossil a bloody smear on that mat… he is AJ JOHNSON!!

He then hands it back to MGK, who accepts it and stumbles awkwardly into the third and final verse as AJ swaggers down the ramp, pointing at Griffin and laughing confidently, gesturing back at his loaded-mule of a brother and shouting “All for you, bitch - not gonna stop til I run outta weapons!”

FBI: Hell yeah! AJ’s packed and prepared for war, baby!

Hanks: I don’t think Johnson sees this as war, but a slaughter, a termination of Griffin’s career and physical health.

Mystery Man: What’s worse, he’s got his loathsome brother out here loaded with all manner of deadly weaponry - and there’s no rules in a Street Fight, so the referee can’t stop him handing AJ anything he wants, or to even stop Jacoby getting directly involved, effectively making this a handicap match! Hawkins potential work just doubled….

Griffin is unmoved by these threats, if anything responding with even more eager gestures for AJ to get into the ring and get this thing started! Smirking, AJ starts to climb the ring-steps and hesitates, looking back to Jacoby. He extends a hand, gesturing for a weapon, his brother dropping one of the bags to the floor with a thud as he opens it and starts rummaging inside. He pulls out an old-fashion black police baton and offers it up to his brother, who gives him an impatient glare and claps his hands to hurry Jacoby as he pores through the bag once more… and produces another baton! He passes both to AJ, who holds them by the smaller handles jutting out from their sides and gives them an experimental twirl before shrugging, seemingly satisfied. He gives Jacoby a look and makes a circling gesture with one of the batons, then steps into the ring, eyeing Hawkings with a predatory intensity.

FBI: AJ Johnson about to put some killer kung-fu hurt on the rocker punk --

Hanks: It’s punk rocker…

FBI: I had it right the first time.

Mystery Man: Hawkins doesn’t look the slightest bit threatened as he stares down AJ, utterly unarmed - he’s even goading AJ to strike first, and the bell hasn’t even rung!

The referee is standing between the two men, looking as out of place as he must feel as he makes sure both are ready before signalling for the bell…!

DING DING DING

Hanks: And with the bell rung, referee John Dean’s job is pretty much done until either wrestler attempts a pin or submission - remember, folks, there are no disqualifications or count-outs! Everything goes, and these two will most certainly go all-out!

The two men square off, inching closer and closer as the fans reach fever-pitch, baying for blood. AJ is shouting his usual trash talk, waving the batons and always coming within a hair’s-breadth of striking Hawkins, who doesn’t flinch once, returning the heated words with some of his own, openly daring AJ to land the first strike, see what happens. All the while, Jacoby is skirting around the ring, dipping under the apron and pulling out everything he can find: chairs, tables, ladders, fire extinguishers, sledgehammers, cables, and much more!

Mystery Man: What isn’t down there?

Jacoby sets a folder ladder against a barricade, then grabs a steel chair and throws it into the ring, the side striking Hawkins in the small of his back and sending him stumbling under the unexpected impact. AJ, ever the opportunist, lashes down at Hawkins with both batons, striking him in the forearm and ribs to “Ooohs” from the crowd. As Griffin carries on stumbling forward on his momentum, AJ follows up with strikes to the man’s back and the inside of his knee, bringing the Rock Warrior down to one knee!

Hanks: AJ making full use of Hawkins’ surprise, wielding those batons like a martial artist! You gotta think this isn’t how Griff saw the match starting…

FBI: Idiot deserved it! All this talk about being the seasoned Street Fighter, ready for anything, and he gets caught off-guard in the opening minutes? Hah!

Griffin is still on one knee, teeth grit more in frustration than pain as he flexes the feeling back into his arm. Then he begins to chuckle to himself as he pulls himself back to his feel, sweeping the hair from his face as he points to AJ with a good-natured look that says “You got me”... and then beckons for more!

Mystery Man: Hawkins bouncing back, and asking Johnson if that’s really all he has!

FBI: I hope AJ’s next blow knocks his damn teeth out - the idiot still isn’t grabbing a weapon!

AJ narrows his eyes, seemingly having expected the older man to show more pain and fear from his opening attack, but Hawkins just laughs in his face! Seeing red, Johnson raises the batons and rains down blow after blow upon Griffin’s head and torso, Griff blocking as best he can with his forearms until he sees a moment and seizes it - snatching the batons from AJ’s hands! Shaking the pain and grogginess from his head, Griffin advances on AJ, batons raised, and Johnson dashes across the ring, ducking out under the bottom rope to where Jacoby is waiting with an open duffle bag. Hawkins is pacing the ring, swinging the batons lazily, as AJ rummages through the bag.

Mystery Man: Griffin Hawkins took a savage series of blows before managing to wrest the batons from AJ, who was quick to retreat before his weapons could be used against him.

FBI: Griffin stole AJ’s weapons, and is too much of a coward to go after him! If he’s planning to just steal everything AJ uses on him, he’s going to find himself laid out on a stretcher in next to no time.

Hanks: Scared nothing - Griffin is biding his time, picking the right moment. He’s the veteran here, he knows better than to run head-first into a 2-on-1 situation, especially where weapons are allowed.

AJ cries out with joy as he finds what he’s looking for and draws out a lead pipe! He and Jacoby share a sick laugh as AJ kisses the pipe lovingly and points it back towards Griffin. He taps it against the side of his head, shouting “I’m gonna break your fucking skull!” Griffin looks him dead in the eye… and tosses the batons over his shoulder, out of the ring! He backs away from AJ, giving him the “come at me” gesture as AJ pulls himself back up onto the ring-apron, hesitantly climbing back through the ropes. He edges closer to Griffin, who keeps goading him to bring it, then looks over his shoulder to Jacoby - and that’s all the opening Griffin needs as he charges forward!

AJ barely notices in time to react, swinging for the fences, but Griffin is already leaping up, taking the blow that was meant for his head in the ribs as he hits Johnson with a Lou Thesz Press, taking both men to the mat as Griffin begins to unleash a barrage of closed-fists on his opponent. The impact of the landing knocks the lead pipe from AJ’s hand, sending it rolling across the ring, and after several more punches to his head Griffin clambers off AJ and darts over to retrieve it. Snatching it up, he launches himself back at AJ, bringing the pipe down hard… but AJ rolls out of the ring, the pipe smacking into the mat!

FBI: Damn Hawkins stole from AJ again!

Mystery Man: Hawkins’ patience and mind games finally paid off, and he managed to get the drop on a flustered AJ Johnson, taking him down with a Lou Thesz Press and delivering a rain of usually-illegal closed-fist punches, but all legal in this Street Fight!

Hanks: Jacoby is holding up AJ, who looks confused and frustrated - obviously he wasn’t expecting this kind of fight out of an “old fossil”!

Unlike last time, Hawkins isn’t going to wait around in the ring this time, instead rolling out after AJ, lead pipe clenched tightly as he approaches the Johnson brothers. Jacoby shakes the cobwebs from AJ, yelling for him to act, and AJ does… by pulling his brother in between Hawkins and himself just as Hawkins swings with the lead pipe! Griffin manages to pull the blow at the last second, Jacoby flinching back as AJ scrabbles for safety. Shouting at Jacoby to stay out his way, Griff manhandles the smaller man out of the way… and is blindside by AJ, who took the moment of jostling to grab a steel chair, swinging it the moment Jacoby is pushed aside. The chair makes a sickening impact off the side of Hawkins’ skull, denting the steel seat-plate and dropping the Rock Warrior instantly.

FBI: Hah! Try stealing that!

Hanks: Holy... what an impact with that steel chair from AJ Johnson!

Mystery Man: Johnson making full use of his younger brother’s presence to not only stop Griffin’s offensive, but stop the man himself with a steel chair.

Dazed, Griffin struggles to his hands and knees only to be struck hard across the back with the steel chair, falling flat as AJ yells at him to stay down. But there’s still plenty of fight left in Griffin as he forces himself back up, only to be levelled a third time with a sickening smack from the chair, which is beginning to be bent out of shape. Tossing the mangled chair aside, AJ picks up the lead pipe and mounts Griffin’s back, bringing the pipe across the man’s throat as he yanks back, choking Griff as his back is bent backwards, legs flailing and hands clawing at his neck and the hands of Johnson.

Mystery Man: After a series of merciless chair strikes, Johnson finally utilises his infamous lead pipe, using it to choke out Griffin Hawkins as he pulls back on the man’s neck and back.

FBI: Hell yeah! How do you like it when people take your toys, Griff?

Hanks: The pipe belonged to Johnson to begin with…

FBI: You know what I meant… kick his ass, AJ!

Griffin’s face is going a dangerous beet-red, eyes bugging and rolling wildly as the camera’s microphones can just about make out his weak spluttering as AJ doesn’t let up, his knuckles white as he pulls back on the pipe with all his might. Just when it looks like Griffin is about to pass out, AJ releases the hold in favour of grabbing a handful of his opponent’s long hair, holding up his bare-conscious head as Griffin struggles down deep breaths. “It would be too easy!” he spits, releasing the hair and thrusting Griffin’s head back down hard against the arena floor.

He climbs off Griffin and motions for Jacoby to help him as he moves over to a table. Jacoby, at first wary after his recent brush with Hawkins, soon scrabbles over to assist his brother, giving Griff a swift kick in the ribs as he passes, and together they set up a table on the outside.

Mystery Man: AJ Johnson could’ve won this by choking out Hawkins, but instead decides to set up a table, intent on inflicting more punishment.

Hanks: He claimed it would’ve been too easy, too quick, but you have to wonder how many of Hawkins’ past opponents made the same mistake not to try and put him away early. Street Fights are the Rock Warrior’s battlefield - the longer he stays in one, the more the fight favours him.

FBI: Are you two bozos seeing the same fight I am? Griffin is done, there’s no fight left in him, and AJ’s just going to make an example of him now!

With the table set up, AJ shoos Jacoby away as he returns to Griffin’s slumped form, once again grabbing the man by his hair and this time using it to help pull the man back to his feet. He takes a moment to slap Griffin in the face, laughing at the groggy man, before hooking his head underarm as he edges closer to the table. He goes to lift Griffin into a Brainbuster Suplex, but Griffin manages to hook the leg, blocking it. AJ tries again, is similarly blocked and gets frustrated, kicking out at the hooked leg… when Griffin uses the off-balance moment to spin the two around and hits an Exploder Suplex of his own through the table!

HOLY SHIT

HOLY SHIT

HOLY SHIT

Hanks: Holy shit is right…!

Mystery Man: I don’t know if Hawkins was playing possum all this time, or he was reacting on gut instinct, but he managed to reverse AJ’s Brainbuster with an Exploder Suplex of his own through a table! Both men are strewn across the wreckage, neither one moving…!

FBI: Come on AJ, get up!!

For a while neither man stirs, Griffin having hit the table with the back of his head and shoulders on top of still being half-conscious from AJ’s earlier strangulation. Jacoby is freaking out nearby, and eventually comes over to pull AJ from the wreckage. This seems to stir both men, as Griffin also rolls off the shattered table and uses the ring-apron to pull himself back to his knees. He looks back at AJ, who’s having a harder time collecting himself, then Griff’s gaze falls upon his barbed-wire guitar, a dark smile falling over his face. Rising to his feet, he stumbles forward and goes to grab the guitar, but is beaten to it by Jacoby who snatches it away and retreats around the corner of the ring to stay out of Griffin’s reach, shaking his head profusely. Griffin takes a step to chase after him before pausing, turning his head to give a knowing smirk at AJ.

Mystery Man: Jacoby Douglas thinking quickly to keep the barbed-wire guitar from Hawkins, but in doing so he’s left AJ’s side, and it looks like Hawkins has realised this. Griffin sizing AJ up…

Griffin stands some distance behind AJ, who’s groggily pulling himself up with the support of the barricade, Jacoby shouting wildly for his brother to turn around. AJ eventually does so sluggishly, as Griffin charges at him, mounting the barricade in an almost parkour-fashion as he grabs AJ’s head and brings him spinning back down to the floor with a powerful Tornado DDT that sends AJ’s head bouncing off the hard concrete, his entire body flipping and coming to rest at the foot of the ring steps. Griffin rolls to his knees, the crowds cheers suddenly falling to boos as Jacoby blindsides him with the barbed-wire wrapped guitar, flooring Hawkins as the Jukebox Hero clutches the back of his head with a pained roar.

Mystery Man: Griffin Hawkins with an incredible Tornado DDT off the barricades, but before he can capitalise the numbers game comes into play as Jacoby Douglas strikes from behind with the barbed-wire guitar. Again, both men are down…

Hanks: Much as I wish the referee could eject Jacoby, there’s really nothing he can do in this situation.

FBI: Hah! See how you like having your weapons used against you, Griff!

The referee is leaning over the ropes, trying to snatch the guitar from Jacoby who’s pulling back and threatening to take a swing at him. All the while, Griffin is struggling to his feet, the palms of his hands a deep red coming away from the back of his head. Wiping them down his face to leave a crimson mask of rage he grabs Jacoby by the shoulder, spinning him around. Jacoby cries out in alarm, raising the guitar to defend himself when Griffin grabs it, sticking his hand through the barbed-wire to grasp it by the neck and wrench it from the younger Johnson’s hands! He raises it above his head with a devilish gleam in his eye but Jacoby once again bolts away around the far corner of the ring. Smirking, Griff lowers the guitar and turns his focus back on AJ - who superkicks the guitar, with all its barbed-wire, directly into his face!

Hanks: JEEZ - what sickening impact!

FBI: If Griffin’s face wasn’t cut open before, it sure as hell is now! What a shot from AJ!

Griffin goes down hard, body slumping up against the ring-apron, blood-soaked hair matting to his face as his head falls against his chest. AJ sways and laughs, slapping himself in the face several times to shake the cobwebs loose and fire himself back up. He calls Jacoby back over, motioning for the bag, and pulls out a steel baking tray. He hands it to Jacoby, ordering him to hold it against Griffin’s face, and his brother complies, pinning Hawkins’ head against the apron as AJ takes a step back… and delivers another swift superkick against the tray with a nauseating crunch of steel and flesh, Griffin’s body going rigid before slumping to the floor in a bloody heap.

Mystery Man: Not satisfied with just one superkick to his opponent, AJ utilises his brother and a steel tray to deliver a second to the now devastated Griffin Hawkins.

FBI: That tray looks like one of those push-pin boxes - you can see Hawkins’ stupid face in it!

Hanks: My god… I knew we weren’t going to see a wrestling match from these two… I know they wanted to punish each other… but this is sick!

Sharing a laugh, AJ retrieves Griffin’s guitar from the Rock Warrior’s cut-up hands as Jacoby once again holds him up against the apron by his blood-slicked hair. AJ pretends to play a sweet solo on the guitar before raking it across Griffin’s face! Hawkins flails and roars in pain as both Johnsons laugh again. Casually tossing the guitar aside, AJ joins his brother as together they lift Griffin to his feet and roll him back into the ring.

Hanks: AJ looking to end this, finally!

FBI: Heh, don’t be so sure of that, kid! I don’t think AJ’s done here by a longshot!

AJ gestures for Jacoby to follow him into the ring, and once inside they begin to manhandle the dead-weight of Hawkins as they prop him up against the ropes then proceed to tie him up in the top and middle ropes! Head still hanging low, hair falling over his blood-washed face, it’s difficult to discern if Hawkin’s is even still conscious, let alone aware of the dire situation he now finds himself in as the Johnsons return their attention back to the sports bags at their feet. AJ delves into the longer of the two bags and pulls out a metal medical crutch, cackling like the Devil as he turns back to the captive and helpless Hawkins. Stepping up, he lines up a blow to Grifin’s head like he’s preparing to swing a golf club, rears back… and brings the crutch hammering down on Griff’s left knee!

There’s a dreadful crunch, and the metal bends in two as Hawkins snaps awake, howling in agony as he thrashes futilly against his bonds, feet scrabbling to gain purchase as his left leg gives out time after time. Laughing, AJ brings the end of the crutch up under Griffin’s chin, lifting it and forcing the man to look up at him as he gloats and jeers. Then he releases the hook and brings the crutch down hard on Griffin’s right knee!

Mystery Man: AJ Johnson has Griffin Hawkins tied-up in the ropes and completely at his mercy as he delivers swift and sickening blows to the helpless man’s knees with that metal crutch. Again, audience, this is all completely legal - the referee can’t do a thing about it.

FBI: Why would anyone want to stop this? I’d call AJ a legend-killer, but this is Hawkins we’re talking about, so it’s more history-footnote-erasing! Johnson’s doing the EWC a favour by wiping him out!

Hanks: I can’t believe you’re being so calm and happy as we’re watching these two men destroy one another…!

FBI: Hey, if you can’t stand the violence, get out the kitchen kid.

The referee is trying to step in, to appeal to AJ’s sense of honour and sportsmanship, but Johnson just laughs and casually throws Dean across the ring to thunderous boos from the capacity crowds as he throws the broken crutch at him. Jacoby retrieves a folded steel chair from where he’d thrown it into the ring earlier and hands it to his brother, who grips it by the legs and goes to swing it at Griffin only to freeze inches from the man’s slumped head. Laughing at the tense fans, AJ shakes his head and mouths “Too easy” and once again hands it back to Jacoby, ordering him to hold it up to Griffin’s face, Jacoby eagerly complying.

Hanks: Oh God, what’s the sick man got planned now…?

Making a picture-frame with his thumbs and forefingers, AJ lines up the perfect shot then launches himself against the opposite-end ropes, propelling himself forward and leaping, throwing his full weight and momentum into a bone-crunching running dropkick that not only connects, but sends Griffin flipping up and backwards over the ropes, and sending him crashing face-first onto the steel ladder Jacoby had propped against the barricades earlier in the match!

THIS IS AWESOME!!

THIS IS AWESOME!!

FBI: That’s one way of getting untied from the ropes!

Hanks: I… I can’t believe what we just witnessed!

Mystery Man: A truly punishing and unfortunate combination of moves sees Griffin Hawkins sent flying to the outside and onto a propped-up ladder. You couldn’t possibly think this was AJ’s intention with that devastating dropkick through a steel chair, but you can bet he’s not complaining about the end result!

AJ and Jacoby are leaning over the ropes, pointing and laughing as the battered and broken body of Griffin Hawkins grinds down the slanted ladder to come to an awkward heap at the floor. As the crowd’s boos rise, AJ retrieves the barbed-wire guitar and pretends to play it, really rocking out as Jacoby pantomime-creeps up behind him with the steel chair, swinging slowly and tapping him upside the head. Johnson pitches himself forward, front-flipping onto his back and clutching his head as his brother snickers like Muttley.

Hanks: Oh, this is just deplorable showboating! Instead of getting the job done and ending it, the brothers are now mocking the fallen Hawkins!

FBI: This is entertainment at it’s finest, Colin! Buck up… wait, what’s that?

As Jacoby is laughing over AJ’s ‘injured’ body we see the impossible… rising up from under the apron, face a crimson mask of baleful wrath and murderous intent, is Griffin Hawkins! Both Johnson brothers are oblivious in their self-indulgent pantomime until Hawkins lashes out, snaring Jacoby by his ankles and pulls him with a bellowing roar. Jacoby screams out as he’s sent sprawling to his stomach, chair sent skittering across the mat as he hammers and claws at the mat, Griffin pulling him out of the ring with slow, grim determination. AJ takes a moment to realise his brother’s cries are not part of the act, rolling and scrambling to his hands and knees as he dives to grab Jacoby’s hands, their fingers brushing before the younger brother is dragged clean out the ring… AJ is about to follow to come to his aid when Griffin introduces him to the business end of a fire extinguisher, a thick white cloud of foam sending him stumbling and scrabbling back, hands pawing at his blinded eyes!

Mystery Man: Like a demon from a crack in the Earth, Griffin Hawkins rose up and laid claim to Jacoby Douglas, blinding AJ with a blast from that fire extinguisher! And it looks like the Rock Warrior isn’t finished yet!

FBI: Where’s that bastard taking poor, innocent Jacoby?

Hanks: Innocent? Have you been watching the same fight?

Grabbing Jacoby by the hair, Griffin tosses him over the barricade into the crowd and vaults over after him, the audience parting to let him forcibly lead AJ’s younger brother away from the ring.

Hanks: Griffin showing smarts here, taking Jacoby as far from his brother, from the match, as he can… but how does he intend to keep him there?

Hawkins leads his captive by the hair through the crowds by the hair, quelling any hint of resistance with a swift number of Muay Thai elbows to Jacoby’s skull, or bouncing it off a nearby railing to the cheers of the fans. Then they get to the doors leading out to concessions and disappear from view.

Back in the ring, AJ finally has the foam out of his sore, red eyes and is blinking around the ring, stumbling from corner to corner for any sign of his brother or opponent, calling out Jacoby’s name, utterly confused and frustration building.

FBI: AJ! AJ! Hawkins took your brother that-a way!

Hanks: I don’t think he can hear you…

Practically tearing his hair out, AJ is pacing the ring angrily, yelling for Jacoby and cursing his opponent’s name six ways to Sunday when the crowds cheering rises to a frenzy, soon followed by…

: AJ JOHNSON!!

AJ’s head snaps up at the sound of his name, looking around wildly until a spotlight helps guide his gaze up to the arena’s Upper Circle, where Griffin Hawkins stands on a sound table set up against the balcony, a groggy and helpless Jacoby in one hand, microphone in the other.

Griffin Hawkins: AJ, are you watching? Are you watching closely? You brought your brother into this, AJ - what happens next is on you.

He tosses the microphone aside as AJ scrambles to the edge of the ring, bellowing for him to stop but ultimately helpless to get all the way up to the Upper Circle in time to stop whatever was coming next.

Hanks: Griffin can’t really be about to do what I think, is he…?

FBI: He’s gonna kill poor Jacoby - screw the Street Fight, someone stop this psycho, where’s security, where’s the cops?!

Hawkins yanks Jacoby’s hair, causing the woozy man to look up with glazed eyes as Griffin flips both him and AJ the bird, then hits Jacoby with the Number One Stunner, Jacoby’s knees bouncing off the table…. And sending him tumbling over the balcony a dozen feet or so onto a snacks cart, popcorn and floss flying everywhere as its wheels snapped off from the devastating impact, Jacoby’s broken body sprawled over its crumpled roof!

HOLY SHIT!!

HOLY SHIT!!

HOLY SHIT!!

Mystery Man: This is getting out of hand! Griffin dragged AJ’s brother up onto the Upper Circle balcony and stunned him twelve or fifteen feet to a cart below! That thing is solid steel, folks, popcorn or not there was no cushioning that fall!

FBI: What a callous and cowardly attack from that scumbag Hawkins! He could have killed Jacoby - an innocent bystander in this blood feud!

Hanks: I cannot believe what just happened! Jacoby Douglas is not a trained wrestler, folks, and even if he was no one is trained how to take a massive fall like that! What ruthless violence from the Rock Warrior to get the meddling younger brother out of the picture - Jacoby will be lucky if he can walk again, fucking hell!

AJ is beside himself, crying out for his brother and wringing his hands through his hair as backstage staff, arena security and EMTs rush to the carnage as, far above, Griffin Hawkins is lying flat on the table, almost lounging, as he looks down at the scene with a satisfied smile. He gives the unconscious form of Jacoby a playful wave and pushes himself back to his feet, climbing off the table and picking the microphone up again.

Griffin Hawkins: I wouldn’t worry about Jacoby too much, AJ…. you’ll be joining him soon enough. Wait right there, I’m coming for you bitch.

Jacoby is in a precarious position, his body strewn across the dented roof of the snacks cart like a puppet with its strings broken, EMTs struggling to reach him to assess him, much less bring him down. The crowds’ cheers intensify again as Griffin throws the microphone aside and disappears from view, leaving AJ torn between sticking in the ring with all the weapons to prepare for his return, or go and check on his brother. In the end he seems to settle for a mix of the two, snatching up the barbed-wire guitar again and climbing out the ring and over the barricade, barging his way through the crowds to get to his brother.

He gets to the scene of carnage and is being held back by security who are imploring him to let the medics do their job. He takes a swing at them and they take a step back, allowing him to barge past. Reaching up, he tugs at Jacoby’s arm against the medics advice, but his brother doesn’t so much as stir. AJ rounds on the EMTs, roaring at them to get him down… and catches their wide eyed stare, turning slowly on his heel to come face-to-face with Griffin Hawkins! AJ raises the guitar, but Hawkins delivers a swift gut-kick before he can swing it, doubling Johnson over so Griff can tuck his head and slamming it to the bare concrete with a sickening crunch with a snap DDT.

FBI: Another cowardly attack from Griffin Hawkins!

Hanks: Cowardly nothing, he told AJ to stay in the ring!

The barbed-wire guitar is finally in the hands of its true owner, Griffin Hawkins holding it aloft to raucous cheers from the crowd. Wiping the blood from his eyes and brow, he stoops down and grabs AJ by his golden locks, pulling his head up from where it had been pressed against the cold, hard concrete. Johnson’s already been cut open slightly across the brow from the sickening impact, a cut Griffin focuses on as he rakes the base of the guitar across the man’s face, one foot planted firmly against Johnson’s back to stop him escaping as the barbs cut into AJ’s flesh and tear it to bloody shreds as AJ screams. He’s tapping on the floor, but it’s no good.

FBI: AJ taps, someone stop the match!

Hanks: No gonna happen - this is a Street Fight, not a Falls Count Anywhere Match! Griffin has to pin or submit AJ inside the ring, and I think it’s obvious by now that he’s fully aware of this and is just decimating his opponent relentlessly out there!

Mystery Man: Griffin Hawkins follows up a swift DDT to the concrete with a rake across the face with his signature barbed-wire guitar! And all the way out in the audience, the referee cannot accept AJ’s tapping as a legal submission… this match continues, God help us all.

Hawkins finally relents, strips of AJ’s flesh tearing off in the barbs as the guitar is pulled away, blood pouring torrentially from many an open wound - if Hawkins’ face was a crimson-mask, Johnson’s was a mask from the Hellraiser movies, and just as sickening. Griffin is about to swing the guitar down on AJ’s skull when a thought occurs to him and he gets up, giving AJ a halfhearted punt in the ribs before making his way back through the crowds and over the barricade. He skirts the ring-apron, checking under every inch carefully.

Hanks: Whatever could Hawkins be looking for that Jacoby - lord preserve him - hasn’t already laid out around the ring? There’s everything but the kitchen sink out there!

FBI: ...Actually, I think I see a sink over there.

Colin Hanks’ question is soon answer as Hawkins stands back up, barbed and bloody guitar in one hand, a large, bulbous glass goblet gripped in the other.

FBI: Is he really going to have a drink, now of all times?

Hanks: Don’t you pay attention to the match notes? That’s the glass Griffin promised he was going to bring to the ring and fill with AJ Johnson’s blood… I thought it was just figurative, but there it is!

Sure enough, Griffin, holds the glass under the guitar, catching the steady shower of freshly spilt blood falling from the barbed-wire with a wicked smile, collecting a dark crimson pool at the bottom in next to no time. He carries the glass over to the commentary table and holds it out for FBI to take. FBI resolutely shakes his head.

FBI: Hell no, I’m not gonna be part of your sick games!

Griffin rears back with the barbed guitar and FBI quickly takes the goblet from him, holding it at arms-reach.

FBI: Okay, okay! Jeez…

Hanks: I wouldn’t drop that if I were you, looks like Griffin’s not done filling it just yet…

Hawkins turns his attention to the ring steps, cocking his head to the side curiously, dangerous mind working feverishly. He grabs the top half and throws it into the ring, the heavy black steel thudding to the mat loudly. He picks up the bottom half and slides it in as well before heading back towards the barricade and his opponent.

He vaults over the barricade and works his way through the crowd to find AJ already crawling towards him, blood still pouring heavily from his face. Laughing, Griffin reaches down and grabs a handful of Johnson’s hair, lifting the semi-conscious man to his heavy feet and dragging him back towards the ring. Throwing AJ across the barricades, Griffin climbs over after him, picks him back up and rolls him into the ring.

Hanks: God, someone please tell me Hawkins is looking to end this…

Mystery Man: This bloody battle has been a truly chilling, gruesome carnival of carnage, that’s for sure…. But if Hawkins is looking to put AJ away, I wonder why he brought the steel-stairs into the ring?

FBI: ...You had to ask… ugh, do I have to keep holding this damn glass.

Hanks: I would unless you want to be Hawkins’ third victim tonight.

Hawkins pulls AJ back to his feet, delivers a knee to the gut, doubling his bloody opponent over with a grunt. He then tucks AJ’s head between his legs, wraps his hands around his waist and lifts him up for a powerbomb… on the bottom half of the ring-steps! AJ’s body rebounds off the solid steel with a stomach-churning crunch - but Hawkins isn’t done, as he lifts him up and brings him down swiftly for a second powerbomb, and then a third! Finally releasing his hold, Griffin leaves AJ’s lifeless body sprawled over the steps, head hanging over the edge, glassy eyes staring up at the arena lights.

Mystery Man: Griffin’s triple powerbomb looks to have done it! He has the match won, we’re just a three-count away -- wait, what’s he doing now?

Griffin then stoops down and lifts the upper-half of the steps, turns them on their end and lowers them over AJ’s body, pinning him in the triangular indentation that usually goes flush against the ringpost. AJ isn’t moving, but even if he was it didn’t look like he’d have the energy to move, much less free himself as Griffin takes a step back, grabs his barbed guitar once more, and turns to start climbing the turnbuckle.

FBI: Oh God, no…!

Hanks: Johnson’s head is on the chopping-block, and Hawkins’ is about to bring the barbaric axe down!

Balancing on the top rope, Hawkings lifts the guitar over his head with both hands and leaps, bringing the barbed instrument down on AJ’s head! AJ’s body spasms wildly under the ring-steps, the guitar breaking in two with the impact, one piece falling on either side of Johnson, held together by the barbed-wire that rakes across his face. Hawkins casually tips the steps off Johnson’s body and covers it with a single boot. The referee counts…

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DING DING DING

Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner….. GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!

Hanks: Thank god that’s finally over!

Mystery Man: Everyone who followed this intense and heated feud knew not to expect a wrestling match, but not even a veteran like myself could possibly have predicted the lengths these men would go to… AJ Johnson had his brother Jacoby on his side, but ultimately Griffin Hawkins fought hard against the odds and put a bloodied and broken AJ away to win their Street Fight and win a chance to face Morgan Darkwater for the International Championship at a later date.

FBI: What a horrendous travesty of justice - and can I please let go of this disgusting glass now?

The referee raises Griffin’s hand in victory as the cheers grow even more wild. He then snatches his hand away and rolls out of the ring to take the glass goblet from FBI, who brushed his hand on Colin Hanks’ suit.

FBI: Ugh… thank god…

Climbing back into the ring, Griffin goes over to AJ’s prone and motionless body and slides the cup under his head so it catches all the blood running down Johnson’s face and hair. The large glass is overflowing in a matter of moments, and Hawkins retrieves it with a smirk… and proceeds to pour it over AJ’s body.

FBI: What a disgusting animal!

Hanks: Griffin Hawkins making his mark, making sure AJ remembers exactly what happened here… and finally, here come the EMTs!

Medical staff scramble into the ring, surrounding AJ as they roll him gingerly off the steel steps to the edge of the ring, where they load him off the apron onto a stretcher as Griffin gets his hand raised again to the thunderous cheers of the fans. Taking a moment to thank them over the mic.

Mystery Man: We’re not even halfway through the match’s on tonight’s stacked card and these two men gave the main event performances of their careers - which, giving AJ Johnson’s current condition, may have well just ended tonight. Next up we have… damn… an Ambulance Match between Neo James Carner and Ace King. Seems we’re destined to see another wrestler being carried out by medical staff… that match is next!

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NON TITLE AMBULANCE MATCH
IF NEO WINS HE GETS A UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP SHOT
Neo James Carner
Vs Ace King

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Colin Hanks: What a StrangleMania it's been so far, gentlemen!

Mystery Man: And there's still more to come!

A shot of the arena shows that an ambulance has been parked next to the stage, the rear of the vehicle facing the ramp for whomever is lucky enough to open it and throw the other inside to win. Adding to the spectacle, even the lights of the ambulance have been turned on as they flash brightly. Near the end of the ramp-way is a pair of stretchers to add to the symbolism of the stipulation.

"Shade Tree Mechanics" by The Bled begins to play and the winding chainsaw reVving strums of a guitar welcome us as Neo James Carner slowly saunters through the curtain to be greeted by a sea of unwelcoming boos. Neo James Carner stands at the top of the stage, his head leaned forward as his body sways to the haunting rhythms of “Shade Tree Mechanics” By The Bled as the song shifts to the opening verse with an explosive roar!

COLLECT YOUR BONES!!!!!

Neo throws up one arm over his head with his index and middle finger shot up in a V formation. Neo cusps his free hand around his wrist and then snaps his hand down as he begins to march towards the ring. The crowd showers him in a cavalcade of jeers that the Malevolent Resident of BRAWL doesn’t pay any mind. Neo stands at the middle of the ramp and glares at an audience member for an abnormally long period of time. Neo waves them off and then struts down to ringside. Circling the squared circle, Neo sprints up the steps and jumps up to the second ropes and stands with one foot perched upon the top turnbuckle. Neo gazes out to crowd and then points a finger at the opposite side of at the ring to the turnbuckles, he slowly raises that hand over his head into a V-Hand sign for the ReVs. A “V” pyro explodes out of the opposite corner as Neo cocks a smirk and hops off the top rope into the ring.

Nina Dobrev: In the the ring weighing in at 260lbs, hailing out of Pechanga Resort Casino in Temecula, California! Representing The ReVenants, NEO! JAMES! CARNER!!!

NJC throws a few fast jabs, bouncing around in the nearest corner while shadowboxing with intensity. Neo slaps each knee and then throws his arms up over his head. The crowd showers Neo's favorite wrestler in boos, Neo being Neo's favorite wrestler.

Carner confidently walks around the ring, jawing with the fans at ringside and throwing up the signature ‘V’, further infuriating the tens of thousands in attendance, though others have turned their attention back to the stage after an extended delay.

Mystery Man: Well, we talked about it earlier, but ever since he left the building, Ace King has been AWOL here for StrangleMania. Now it’s match time, and…

FBI: I told you all, the fucker bailed because he knew he’d get fuckin’ stomped.

Mystery Man: I doubted that before, but now…

Colin Hanks: No way, he’ll be here!

Mystery Man: If he is, he’s really cutting it close.

As the crowd starts murmuring amongst themselves, the feed cuts backstage to the production area; one of the show producers has his hands atop his head, only for the door to their meeting room burst open with President Mac standing in the doorway.

President Mac: Does anybody know where the hell he is?

Show Producer: No idea, haven’t heard a peep.

President Mac: Well, he’s got one minute to show up. If he doesn’t, we’re moving on.

Frantically, the writers come together to start discussions on what to do next; meanwhile, Neo’s watching all this unfold from the ring, barking ‘I KNEW HE’D CHICKEN OUT!’ at the fans sitting ringside, again throwing up the ReVenant ‘V’ sign to another heavy round of boos.

Mystery Man: I… I don’t know that I’ve ever seen anything like this before…

FBI: A match with Neo comes about, and Ace, he fuckin’ chickened out…

Colin Hanks: Can you not?

FBI: Can you not?

Meanwhile, the feed goes backstage once more, where we see President Mac furiously punching numbers into his phone, a frown scrunching up on his face.

President Mac: I can’t get him. I’m gonna try one more thing…

He quickly pulls the phone down, then punches a few more digits into his phone before holding it back up to his ear. One ring… Two rings… Then a sigh of relief crosses the President’s face.

President Mac: Oh, thank God I got you… Any idea where your fiance might be? He’s supposed to be in the ring already.

A garbled response on the other end prompts Mac to sigh and shake his head.

President Mac: OK, well, thanks anyway.

With a frown, Mac hangs up on the call, shoving the phone back in his pocket before turning to the show’s production staff.

President Mac: Well, I guess we have no choice but to-

Out of the corner of his eye, Mac spots something strange on the backstage monitors; he leans in a little closer to make sure he’s not seeing things.

President Mac: What… the…

As the rest of the production staff crowds around the monitors, the feed goes back out to the wide shot, where a flight of F-16 fighter jets fly over Mercedes-Benz Stadium, leaving red, white, and blue vapor trails in the sky. The crowd cheers heavily, while Carner appears confused in the ring.

Colin Hanks: Don’t those usually only come in after an anthem?

FBI: Who the FUCK cares?

Mystery Man: Don’t get me wrong, F-16’s are always cool, but even I’m trying to figure out their purpose… Unless…

As the vapor trails fade away, what looks to be a King Air plane appears in the sky, and the crowd gets excited even though Neo keeps chirping them, only for everyone to be confused as the opening to ‘Aces High’ by Iron Maiden starts playing.

Mystery Man: Wait a minute… Whose music is that?

FBI: Again, who the FUCK cares?

Pyro goes off in time with the drums of the opening sequence, but as it finishes, the final guitar notes are held; the feed cuts high above Mercedes-Benz Stadium on what appears to be a GoPro. The roar of the propellers nearly drowns everything else out, but a voice can be barely made out.

Pilot: GO, GO, GO!

After a few seconds, somebody jumps from the plane from the GoPro’s perspective; the jumper lurches back as the parachute deploys before settling down as the note from ‘Aces High’ remains held.

Mystery Man: Just when I thought this situation couldn’t get any stranger, NOW what?

FBI: NO MAS!

Colin Hanks: I’d much rather a pair of shoes than a parachute, guys.

As the jumper gets inside the stadium, fans start cheering as they realize the parachute is in the design of the Stars and Stripes. After about 30 seconds, the jumper lands on top of the ambulance sitting on the stage as the parachute collapses around him, and Neo standing confused in the ring.

Mystery Man: Wait a minute…

FBI: Get this FUCKING ALIEN OUTTA HERE!

Colin Hanks: Nice to meet you, President Trump. Plus, do you see the parachute?

Mystery Man: Just hang on now… Could it be…

After another few seconds, a very familiar voice rips through the Mercedes-Benz Stadium sound system…

“THE ACE OF SPADES! THE ACE OF SPADES!”

Mystery Man: HOLY SH-

FBI: FUCK SAKES, HE SHOULD BE DISQUALIFIED FOR TAKING SO LONG!

Colin Hanks: See? I TOLD YOU he’d make it!

Neo’s eyes go wide after hearing Lemmy’s signature growl; however, red, white, and blue fireworks blast off as the main riff of ‘Aces High’ kicks in instead of the traditional ‘Ace of Spades’ as Ace King emerges from underneath the parachute saluting the crowd, his flight suit off and the United States Championship around his waist as the Atlanta crowd roars in approval.

Mystery Man: Well, THAT’s how you make an entrance!

FBI: SOMEBODY SHOULD HAVE CLOSED THE DAMN ROOF!

Mystery Man: Quite a visual here nonetheless, and ‘The Gambler’ took a BIG roll of the dice just to get back in time!

Colin Hanks: StrangleMania’s up in the goddamn stratosphere, gents!

Ace surveys the crowd and nods in approval before his eyes lock in on Neo in the ring; Ace takes a couple steps on the roof, then slides down the windshield before jumping off the engine bonnet and landing on the ramp. He unhooks the United States Championship and slings it over his shoulder before starting his walk down to the ring, his eyes never leaving Carner as his arms are outstretched for the fans excitedly crowding the barricades.

Mystery Man: I know EWC’s in its 21st season, but this has to be one of the craziest visuals and overall situations I’ve ever seen!

FBI: Oh for FUCK SAKES, keep it in your pants!

Ace pauses in front of the ring, staring daggers through Carner as he holds the United States Championship high for all to see, shaking his head at his challenger.

Nina Dobrev: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in AT 225 pounds… He IS the UNITED STATES CHAMPION… ACE!!! KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGG!!!

Mystery Man: You know, even though it’s not on the line tonight, you can see Ace is looking to make a point in keeping one of his main adversaries away from the championship he so dearly treasures.

Colin Hanks: Run, Neo, Run!

FBI: He’d best be shining it up for Neo since nobody from fuckin’ Rampage can do anything against BRAWL when it matters.

Mystery Man: We’re supposed to be neutral…

FBI: I’m fuckin’ calling a spade a spade here.

Ace takes one last look out at the crowd before hopping up onto the ring apron, then over the top rope to set off a round of red, white, and blue fireworks from the turnbuckles as he lands in the ring to rapturous applause.

Colin Hanks: *snaps fingers* OHHHHHHH, so THAT’s why he said he had to fly!

Off-camera, you can hear Mystery Man bang his head off the announce table.

FBI: Dynamic deduction, dumbass.

Colin Hanks: Remember now, folks, this isn't for the championship. If Neo should win this will net him an opportunity to face Ace King again for a title shot at the EWC United States Championship.

Mystery Man: That's an important distinction to make, Colin. While Ace is a proud champion, bringing out the title and showing it off, this isn't actually a title match.

FBI: I'm ready to see Neo goozle this goofball.

DING DING DING

To say the crowd is at a fever pitch would be an understatement to describe the atmosphere to start this months in the making epic match. Neo and Ace keep their eyes locked on one another from across opposite corners of the ring. Carner cracks his knuckles, none too impressed with King and his gold pyro. The EWC United States Champion steps out of his corner, approaching the middle of the ring with his eyes still glued on Neo. Carner throws a V hand gesture up, directing it down then meets Ace, leaving just enough space for their faces not to be touching. The Infinity Man shakes his head at the Gambler, beginning to talk smack that isn't picked up for the audience to hear.

Ace takes it in stride, merely blinking as he listens to what his opponent has to say about him. You can tell from the look on King's face that he's trying to keep his composure. In an attempt to get the match started, Ace signals for a test of strength, holding both of his arms in the air above his head, motioning for Carner to lock up to see who is the stronger of the two.

Colin Hanks: Nice show of sportsmanship by Ace. Though I'm not sure if this match calls for it.

Mystery Man: We'll see what Neo does.

NJC looks at Ace for a moment, then begins to laugh. Amused that King would try to have him participate in this. Having had his fun, Neo's facial expression quickly switches to one of seriousness as he steps up to Ace and slaps him hard in the face. King shakes it off, signaling again for a test of strength. Carner in kind slaps him again, yelling more insults Ace's way. Close to snapping, Ace shouts at Neo to lock up. Neo shakes his head and instead spits in the face of King, refusing to take part in this mockery. Having had just about enough, the EWC United States Champion finally breaks from his attempt for a test of strength, slapping NJC as hard as he can. If I saw that right, a little spit might have flown out of Carner's mouth.

FBI: What does King think he's doing? What a sign of disrespect!

Colin Hanks: Ace only slapped Neo in defense!

Mystery Man: The man clearly wanted to start off with some wrestling, FBI.

The ReVenant nods his head, approving of this method. He touches his lip to see if he's bleeding and turns back to face Ace, having left his face where the champion slapped it. The Residence of Malevolence presses his forehead into King's, mouthing words the fans can only pretend to understand. Ace mouths back something else and now they're both leaning into each other, readying for the next series of blows. And they come with a hellacious fury from both competitors, Carner strikes first, paying back Ace for his slap with a slap of his own, rocking the Gambler as hard as he possibly can. In no time at all it becomes a blur of slaps as each man goes back and forth, exchanging strikes until it turns into knife edge chops, into European uppercuts, into kicks by Ace King.

Colin Hanks: These two are really hammering into each other!

Mystery Man: I don't know how long this one will go if they keep up this pace!

FBI: Ace hits like a girl! Look at those uppercuts! Barely any European on them!

Ace gets the better of Neo after one particular kick to the ribs and grabs him by the arm, irish whipping the Infinity Man across the ring and into a corner. King races after him, attempting a running clothesline that only meets the top turnbuckle pad as Carner dives out of the way. Spinning back around, Neo backs Ace into the corner and starts to work over his head and mid-section with a volley of closed fists. Carner applies a quick cravate, snapmaring his opponent out of the corner and into a seat position on the mat, backing up a few paces only to step forward and rudely slap the back of Ace's head. King remains seated, so Carner slaps him again, and again, and again. Eventually Ace gets back to his feet, but he's immediately irish whipped by Carner who sends him off into the ropes. As Ace comes back, he leaps into the air and catches NJC with a Slingblade so smooth and beautiful it's almost impossible to believe.

Colin Hanks: Wow! NJC was not prepared for that!

Mystery Man: It's hard to be with how fast Ace King is!

Not waiting to get him up, King stays down on the mat with Carner, peppering him in the face with forearms that don't look like they feel very good. Trying to escape, Neo rolls away from Ace, right under the bottom rope and out of the ring to the floor. King persistent in his pursuit follows after, stepping out to the ring apron only to get viciously chop blocked with a steel chair. In the short amount of time Neo was out of sight, he managed to procure a weapon out from underneath the ring and used it as a means to attack the back of Ace's left knee area. In the subsequent aftermath, Ace has collapsed on the ring apron holding his now injured knee. Leaving himself exposed, NJC takes advantage and cracks the chair over his opponent's head for good measure. The force of the blow sends Ace crumpling off of the apron and directly to the floor with a sickening thud.

FBI: That's how you do it, boys! Neo is taking care of business!

Neo abandons the steel chair and scoops the woozy Ace King up, body slamming him back down right onto the fallen instrument used for sitting. The sound is less than pleasing and results in Ace now holding his back as well as favoring his knee. Barely able to stand, Carner forces the champion back to his feet and sends him hobbling with an irish whip that results in Ace crashing into the steel steps. In a disgusting fashion, NJC forces Ace's face down into the floor by pressing the sole of his boot against the back of King's head. As King struggles, Carner pulls his foot away, only to grab Ace and scrape his face against the laces of Neo's boots.

Colin Hanks: Questionable tactics by Neo James Carner here. Is it really necessary to rub a man's eyes in your laces?

Mystery Man: I guess not, but it is effective.

FBI: Maybe he doesn't know how to tie his shoes! Carner is giving him a lesson he won't soon forget!

Getting distracted, Neo decides to jaw jack with an obvious Ace King fan front row. The fat slob is decked out head to toe in the Gambler merchandise, probably waste his whole measly paycheck to be here tonight. Ace King's #1 fan holds up a sign that reads, "NJC HAS A BABY DICK!", waving it Carner's face just out of reach. The ReVenant plays nice at first, keeping his distance and hurling insults, until he bolts at the fan and rips away the sign in a flash of activity that's hard to capture all at once. NJC rears back like he's going to punch the fan, causing him to nearly shit himself and fall over as he leaps back.

Neo laughs, shredding the sign up into pieces before turning around... STRAIGHT INTO A KENDO STICK SHOT TO HIS DICK! Using the same logic his opponent did, King has found a weapon from underneath the ring and is now turning its focus on Neo James Carner. Ace lights up Carner with several more stiff shots, coming over to quickly high-five the fan in the front row that suffered the brunt of Carner's anger. As Neo tries to walk away, King grabs him and applies a side headlock with the kendo stick, turning it into a neckbreaker that uses the weapon as part of the execution. Down on the ground now, King picks up the chair that was previously used against him and lays it on top of Carner. Ace drops the kendo stick and thrusts both arms into the air to rile the crowd up, which they are, responding with a blast of cheers for him. He points at Carner on the ground, somersaulting forward before leaping up into the air and crashing down with a senton that squashes Carner between the steel chair and the floor.

Colin Hanks: Oh my god! It looks like Ace is pulling out all the stops to make sure he wins.

Ace King after recovering picks up the kendo stick once more and drags Carner to his feet by his hair. The Gambler leads the Residence of Malevolence over to one of the stretchers, forcing him to get on it and lie down, offering encouragement in the form of a series of kendo stick shots to the head. Feeling he's secure, King begins to wheel Carner up the ramp on the stretcher, using the weapon in hand to choke Carner and keep him pressed to it in the process.

After some time Ace is able to get Carner up the ramp and down the side ramp off of the stage that leads to the ambulance. With Carner in position right outside of the double doors, King leaves the Infinity Man there. He raises the stick over head to a massive reaction from the crowd and brings it down into the groin of Carner, eliciting plenty of cheers.

Mystery Man: He's really working over that groin area of Carner.

FBI: What he's doing is potentially destroying billions upon billions of possible NJC offspring! Ace has no scruples.

Colin Hanks: No scruples? I know for a fact that Neo James Carner has tried to attack a child with a hammer.

FBI: Debatable, Colin. I heard that thug was strapped.

Colin Hanks: He was five years old!

King looks up at the top of the ambulance, avoiding the doors altogether as he starts to scale the vehicle. Getting atop the roof, Ace looks down at Neo on the stretcher. Wasting little time or thought, he turns his back to the crowd and flips off the ambulance with a corkscrew moonsault in a brilliant display of acrobatic skill. It seems like an eternity, when it's only a few seconds at best before he comes crashing down, landing with all of his weight on top of the ReVenant. With the amount of force that pushes him down into Carner, King actually bounces off of his opponent as he lands the move, and plops on the floor as NJC does the same shortly after rolling off the stretcher.

Colin Hanks: What a highrisk maneuver! The margin for error was slim!

Mystery Man: Neo's stomach might be up in his throat after a moonsault like that!

The crowd start up a chant of, "Holy shit!", repeating it over and over. Surprisingly, Ace King is the first to stir and gets Carner back up. The Vegas Volcano opens up the back of the ambulance for the first time, attempting to push Neo into it. It looks like he might... UNTIL THAT ASSHOLE HITS HIM IN THE DICK! Yup, it's penis payback, and Ace King winds up on the receiving end. A few closed fists later and Neo has King's leg propped up in the ambulance. Carner takes hold of the door and swings it with all of his might, right into King's already injured left knee! Metal collides with flesh and bone as the EWC United States Champion cries out in agony, only to right after have his leg grabbed and DDTed straight into the ground.

Not through with the torture, Carner gathers King up and dumps him into the ambulance, following after him as he starts to swing the door into Ace's face repeatedly. Inside this time and propped up, the glass of the window bashes into King instead of metal. Reluctant to stop, Neo continues until the glass starts to crack and eventually burst completely out from the frame in the door, leaving Ace an absolute bloody mess and covered in shards of the window.

Colin Hanks: Neo James Carner is trying to kill Ace King!

Mystery Man: Ace may not have a face after Neo is done with him.

FBI: Good!

Wanting to prolong the punishment, Neo pushes King out of the ambulance rather than trying to leave him inside it and close the doors for the win. The Infinity Man takes a moment to notice his chest, now covered in Ace's blood, which draws a large smile from the ReVenants member. Carner looks down at King and slaps his own chest three times slowly in succession, yelling about how he's the man not Ace. Neo uses his foot to grind into the injured knee of King, bringing more anguishes cries of pain from the champion. Still trying, still fighting, the bloody and battered Ace King uses the ambulance as a means to get himself halfway up. Neo kicks away at his knee, and you can see that Ace is in pain, but he doesn't care at this point. He looks up at Neo and asks for another, so Carner obliges, kicking at King's injured knee again. Roaring now, the Gambler rises up and slams into Neo with a clothesline that nearly takes his head off. If it weren't for Ace desperately reaching out and grabbing NJC into the 21, he might very well have fallen backward into the solid concrete.

Colin Hanks: He's fighting back! He's fighting back! Ace is fighting back!

Mystery Man: Carner is in trouble!

FBI: No! No! No!

Trapped, Carner can only scream in pain now as the roles have reversed with the Vegas Volcano wrenching on his opponent with the guillotine choke locked in tight as well as the body scissors. The picture painted is a bloody masterpiece, literally, as Ace still roars while applying the submission, a crimson mask replacing what was his face.

Releasing the hold, Ace takes a breather to collect himself, letting Carner linger at his feet. Having more energy, King gets Neo up and leads him around to the front of the ambulance, rocking Carner with several European Uppercuts. Out on his feet, Carner is easily manhandled up onto the vehicle's hood. A few more European Uppercuts later, King has Neo where he wants him and in place for a big move. Hoping it doesn't end in disaster, the Gambler lifts Carner up and over in a quick motion that leaves him colliding back first with the windshield as Ace hits a devastating vertical suplex!

Colin Hanks: The Gambler is going for broke! He's refusing to let NJC out punish him! Dishing out just as much as he can take!

Mystery Man: These two wrestlers will never be the same again after this match. It'll be a miracle if they can compete in their respective matches still to come.

Half in, half out, NJC has been left stuck in the windshield of the ambulance after the suplex. Shards of glass can be seen lodged in the flesh of Carner, blood starting to pour out as his back is beginning to resemble what Ace's face looks like currently. Groaning and visibly in pain, the Infinity Man is collected out of his predicament by Ace King who leads him up to the roof of the ambulance.

Ace offers up several more European uppercuts, hitting Carner as hard as he can. Neo takes a few steps back, unguarded, allowing for King to sprint up and go for the... HIGH ROLLER!!! Unfortunately, NJC holds on and snatches the Gambler out of the air as he goes to do this, bringing him back up and on two feet. Carner backs up, runs forward... NCSK! NCSK! NCSK!

FBI: Neo Classical Sympho-Knee!!! That's all she wrote!!!

Neo absolutely rocks Ace with the running bicycle knee, pulling the stunned champion back in for one more move... THE CLOCKTOWER DRIVER!!!

Carner brings Ace down head first at a perfect angle, connecting with the metal roof of the ambulance beneath the two of them. An audible gasp can be heard from the crowd as this move happens and it leaves both men completely wiped out. The Residence of Malevolence remains on his back, panting, while Ace is just below him, on his back in a near unconscious state.

Colin Hanks: I think they may be nearing their limit. And it wouldn't be surprising either considering what we've seen so far!

NJC struggles to be the first to their feet, bringing Ace with him. The two look worse for wear to say the least with all the blood and torn flesh in view. The Infinity Man leads Ace over to the edge of the ambulance over by where the stretcher is a few feet below. Neo looks over and judges the distance, thinking he can pull off whatever it is he has in mind. Carner keeps King facing him and hooks him in a front facelock, going to pick him up with a vertical suplex lift.

Colin Hanks: Oh my god, what is he going for? What is he going for?!

Mystery Man: I don't know, Colin, but it can't be good!

FBI: Good? It's going to be GLORIOUS!

Carner attempts to keep Ace vertical, but it's for naught as King knees him in the top of his head several times and slips behind him. Ace grabs hold of Carner, mustering all his strength to lift Neo with a torture rack, looking down at the stretcher now. He seems to have an idea similar to Neo's as he stands on the very edge, contemplating what happens next. What he decides to do is... JUMP OFF THE AMBULANCE AND DRIVE NEO JAMES CARNER DIRECTLY ONTO THE STRETCHER BELOW WITH THE BLACKJACK BOMB!!!

Colin Hanks: SWEET BABY JESUS!!!

They sort of ping pong off the contraption usually meant for safely transporting the injured, now probably resulting in their own injuries. Both of their bodies lie strewn out on the floor, unable to move after the impact of that move. The crowd is loudly chanting, "HOLY SHIT!", once more and clapping to show their support of the breathtaking action.

Mystery Man: How are they even still alive?! The people in Atlanta, Georgia are absolutely loving it, but I'm concerned for them.

FBI: Shut up, Mystery, they're big boys. They know how to walk it off.

After a good amount of time Ace King is able to use the stretcher to get up, barely standing as he forces NJC to get up with him. The ambulance doors are still open, so all he has to do is lightly push Carner in and close them, and that's it!

DING DING DING

Colin Hanks: I believe that's it!

Mystery Man: Ace King has done it!

Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

His name announced, Ace collapses against the ambulance with a literal waterfall of blood still gushing from his forehead and cascading down his face. Despite it all, the EWC United States Champion has lived to fight another day.



FBI: This is a travesty. I won't have it; I won't acknowledge it. Neo James Carner was robbed and the ReVenants are going to cause hell because of this

Mystery Man: Ace King certainly had to use every ounce of his being to win this match tonight, there is no way Neo James Carner will simply go quietly into the night. I would imagine things are just heating up for these two and I expect, one way or another, Neo will get his shot at the United States Championship

Hanks: Neo certainly deserves it, that Television Championship reign was pretty great, considering he defended it on every episode of Brawl that he had it. Major props to Ace King though he will look to go 2-0 tonight and perhaps become our next Undisputed Champion .. we've got more StrangleMania coming up folks!

[President Mac]

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INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
MONSTERS BALL MATCH
Stitches
Vs El Pablo

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The camera cuts back to Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks sitting at the announcers table

Mystery Man: We are about to see one of the most sadistic matches in our business.

FBI: It’s not that it’s the most sadistic match MM, it’s that the two people involved in this match might be two of the least stable men in this business.

Colin Hanks: Hold up, I’ll give you Stitches The Clown being unstable but El Pablo?

FBI: Yes, I’d put El Pablo right there with Stitches when picking who from the EWC needs to be put in the cuckoo’s nest, the man seems to live on nothing but Skittles, trying to listen to him talk is like listening to a drunk friend after an all night bender and I have been told by a good source he sees the world in technicolor, the old brain is scrambled to the point where Stitches looks normal.

Colin Hanks: Shocker, FBI doesn’t like people who have fun in life.

Mystery Man: Well these two were locked away in their isolation chambers last night and only recently released as they make their final preparations for this match but I can’t even imagine what that kind of isolation does to a man, no sleep, no food or water and cut off from everyone in the outside world.

Colin Hanks: Stitches was enjoying it, he was LIVING in the isolation chamber ever since Prime #027, this is like a nice beach vacation to normal people.

FBI: Well being cut off from Skittles is like being cut off from sex to normal people so I expect El Pablo to pissed off and ready to kill.

Mystery Man: Well sit back and enjoy this Indy Championship match and WELCOME to Monster’s Ball!!!

'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.

Nina Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under the rules of The Monster’s Ball for the EWC Indy Championship!!! Introducing first the challenger, from The Carnival of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260lbs and standing 5’11”, he is the former EWC Indy Champion STITCHES THE CLOWN!!!!!

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.

Mystery Man: Stitches still wearing that protective mask for the broken nose he suffered at WrestleFest.

Colin Hanks: A ladder to the face will do that to you.

FBI: Yeah, he’s making Cowboy Bob Orton look like a fast healer.

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.

Mystery Man: This match is suited for a man like this, there will be no champions advantage here tonight.

FBI: Fitting as at WrestleFest their ladder match ALSO suited the challengers.

Colin Hanks: God I miss the times where Clowns were funny and nice.

Spotlights scan across the darkened arena as a lone voice hollers from the speakers, cracking under the weight of its own emotion:

“Viva Volando! Vive este momento! Viva la Rainbowlution!!”

Immediately, the intro to “Stronger” by Kanye West hits the sound system, the spotlights now pulsating to match the pounding of the kick drum.

That-that-that that don’t kill me / Can only make me stronger,
Man, I been waitin’ all night now / That’s how long I been on ya!

As the main hook hits, a single burst of rainbow-coloured pyro explodes up from the stage, popping the crowd as they dance beneath a dazzling, dizzying disco light display. As Kanye begins to spit his verse, the curtain parts, and El Pablo bursts out onto the stage, arms outstretched with a huge grin on his face, his Indy Championship belt around his waist and the top of his mask concealed beneath the hood of his trademark, fur-lined vest.

Nina Dobrev: From the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England, weighing in at 195lbs and standing 5’11”, He is the Technicolour Tecnico, the Leader of the Rainbowlution, and YOUR EWC INDY CHAMPION… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!

EP pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking in the reaction of the fans and encouraging them to offer even more. After a few moments, he drops to a knee, reaching into the pocket of his vest and pulling out a packet of Skittles. He empties them into his hand, takes a deep breath, then rolls forward, popping back to his feet BUT instead of “shooting” the candy shells out from his palm towards the camera like normal he shoves the Skittles into his mouth.

Mystery Man: One has to wonder how going almost 24hrs without Skittles will effect him?

FBI: Look at him, he’s like a crackhead for sugar.

Colin Hanks: Don’t knock what the lack of sugar will do to your body, I once cut out sugar for…

FBI: Nobody cares Colin!!!!

He then charges towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and popping back up in one fluid motion, before bounding over towards the corner and ascending the turnbuckle, ripping the Indy belt from around his waist and thrusting it into the air in triumph. As the crowd continues to come alive, EP pulls another packet of Skittles from his pocket, tossing back his head and chugging them before hopping back down to the mat. He hands his belt to the referee, then whips his vest off and tosses it to a crew member, performing a few last-minute stretches against the ropes as his music fades.

Mystery Man: These two have had quite the rivally on Prime and it all comes to ahead tonight in Monster’s Ball.

DING DING DING

Both men look at one another and then roll outside the ring and start looking for plunder under the ring.

Mystery Man: Stitches tossed a chair, a cane and what looks like a garden rake into the ring.

Colin Hanks: And El Pablo shoves a fire extinguisher, a stop sign and a bowling ball under the bottom rope.

FBI: One has to wonder which one of our idiot staff members puts this shit under the ring and why he hasn’t been fired yet?

Both men stop and look up across the mat at one another before slowly raising to their feet, there hands wrapped around bags.

Mystery Man: Oh my god, what do they have?

FBI: Pain in a bag MM, pain in a bag

Both men roll back into the ring, bags in hand and look at each other, Stitches is the first to open his bag and he pours out thumbtacks into his hand and down onto the mat.

Mystery Man: Of course, a bag filled with thumbtacks!!!

Colin Hanks: But look, El Pablo is laughing

As he watches Stitches pour out the bag El Pablo laughs as he then opens his back and starts to pour out his bag into his hand on onto the mat.

Mystery Man: SKITTLES!!!!

FBI: Are you kidding me? Does this moron think Skittles are going to beat Thumbtacks like Rock beats Scissors?

Colin Hanks: I never understood how paper beats rock?

Both men have a handful of their bag’s content and start to circle one another as the fans come to their feet in excitement as both men stop and throw at one another like two gunfighters drawing in the wild west and then take a step forward and start swinging on one another with rights to the face, Stitches face being protected by that mask is able take the advantage over El Pablo and with a final right sends the champ to the mat.

Mystery Man: Stitches mask gave him the advantage there as he now starts to stomp away at El Pablo.

Stitches kicks away and then reaches down and grabs the chair he brought into the ring, he drives the end into the throat of the champ and leans down cutting off the air supply to El Pablo.

FBI: Can Pablo really afford to lose anymore brain cells do to lack of oxygen?

Colin Hanks: Stitches may choke him out right here.

But El Pablo is able to force the chair off his windpipe and roll out of the ring but the challenger isn’t about to let the champ have time to regroup as he follows him out to the floor and sends El Pablo into the guardrail and the comes running in with a knee to the chest. As El Pablo slumps down to the floor, his back against the guardrail Stitches walks over and lifts up a section of the metal steps leading to the ring.

Mystery Man: Stitches has bad intentions in mind.

FBI: Bad intentions, he’s looking to end El Pablo once and for all.

Stitches takes aim and throws the steps but El Pablo is able to roll out of the way as the steps hit the rail sending those in the front row falling back into the second and third rows. Stitches can’t believe he missed and this give El Pablo an opening as he springs up and sends Stitches falling back into the ring post with a running double foot drop kick to the chest.

Mystery Man: El Pablo grabs Stitches by the air and bounces his face off the apron and the rolls him back into the ring.

Colin Hanks: He’s looking back under the ring for...oh my god!!!

The fans cheer as El Pablo pulls out one of those t-shirt guns and points it at Stitches who starts to back away towards the far ropes. El Pablo climbs into the ring, the gun still pointed at Stitches as he motions to the fans for encouragement.

FBI: Listen to these sick people, they want him to shoot Stitches!!!

El Pablo lines Stitches up and pulls the trigger but instead of a t-shirt a Jumbo Bag of Skittles comes firing out at Stitches and hits him right in the face to the cheers of the EWC fans.

EWC

EWC

EWC

EWC

Mystery Man: But Stitches shakes it off, his face was protected by that protective mask and El Pablo can’t believe it, he reaches down to the mat and grabs a handful of loose Skittles and pours them in the barrel.

Colin Hanks: He’s trying to reload the gun with buckshot I guess

FBI: It doesn’t work that way idiot

Stitches takes off his protective mask and looks down at it, there is a dent in it from the bag of Skittles as El Pablo aims the gun again and pulls the trigger but nothing happens, he pulls the trigger again and nothing, El Pablo looks up just as Stitches uses the mask to smack El Pablo across the face. El Pablo drops the gun and Stitches drops down to his knees and unloads on the face of El Pablo with that protective mask.

Mystery Man: We never thought about the weapon Stitches was wearing to the ring.

FBI: Brilliant on his part.

Stitches tosses the mask down and gets to his feet and grabs a chair, he wraps it around the head of El Pablo and pulls him by the arm to the corner, he positions El Pablo in the corner and climbs up to the top rope and looks down at El Pablo.

Mystery Man: He’s going to try and cave in the skull of the Indy Champion

Colin Hanks: But El Pablo is in reach of that fire extinguisher

As Stitches is about to jump El Pablo grabs the extinguisher and aims it, Stitches jumps as El Pablo sprays and Stitches takes a face full foam. Stitches grabs at his face as El Pablo takes the chair off his head, he lifts it up in the air and brings it down across the back of Stitches, again and again and again as the bloodthirsty EWC fans go crazy

Mystery Man: El Pablo unleashing weeks and weeks of frustration onto Stitches, the attacks, the burning of his life supply of Skittles

FBI: Yeah, because blinding a man because he destroyed your candy is fair.

El Pablo looks down at the bent and destroyed chair and looks out towards the crown, a fan in the front row wearing an El Pablo mask gets his attention and El Pablo rolls out of the ring and hands the fan the chair, the fan holds up a sharpie and

Mystery Man: He’s signing the chair for the fan, in the middle of the match, what is he thinking?

Colin Hanks: El Pablo loves his fans

FBI: And inside the ring Stitches is starting to get to all fours in the big pile of Skittles, better that than the thumbtacks I guess.

El Pablo leans back as the fan pours some Skittles into the champions mouth and he seems to ‘El Pablo Up’ as the sugar hits him bloodstream and he marches up the steps with purpose and heads to the top rope, inside the ring Stitches sees him coming and in a move nobody saw coming shoves a handful of Skittles into his own mouth.

Mystery Man: Did Stitches just eat some of those Skittles?

FBI: Well if you can’t beat him join him

El Pablo gets to the top rope but Stitches gets to his feet first, he runs over to the corner and spits the Skittles into the face of El Pablo, El Pablo loses his balance and falls down towards the mat but his foot gets hung up on the second turnbuckle, he’s hanging upside down, his head resting on the mat as he tries to wipe away the Skittles Mist from his eyes.

Mystery Man: Stitches grabs that bowling ball and...no, NO!!!

And there is a loud grown from the crowd as Stitches rolls the ball right into the face of El Pablo

FBI: Strike!!!!

El Pablo crumbles to the mat and Stitches drops and covers

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But El Pablo kicks out just as the refs hand is about to hit the mat

Mystery Man: El Pablo lives!!!!

Colin Hanks: And Stitches can’t believe it

Stitches looks at the referee who holds up two and he shakes his head, he grabs El Pablo by the head and begins to bounce his head off the mat and then covers again

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And the fans go nuts as El Pablo kicks out again, Stitches gets to his feet and grabs his own head, wondering what he has to do to beat El Pablo and sees the garden rake, he walks over and picks it up and looks back at El Pablo

Mystery Man: This isn’t good, no, come on, that rake can has metal tips, he could puncher El Pablo

FBI: Well we are about to see if The Leader of the Rainbowlution in facts bleeds Skittles!!!

Stitches raises the rake into the air and brings it down but El Pablo is able to roll out of the way just in time, Stitches turns and takes another swing and yet again El Pablo is able to move just in time and for the third time Stitches takes the rake up into the air but this time lets out a grown of his own as he drops the rake and grabs the cane that El Pablo has brought up between his legs.

Mystery Man: El Pablo has gone dirty here tonight

Colin Hanks: It was self defense but look El Pablo is still having a tough time seeing from that Skittles mist

El Pablo reaches out like a blind man on the mat until he find something and that something is Stitches protective mask he wore to the ring, El Pablo sits up and puts the protective mask over his mask and it's as if a miracle has happened and all of a sudden he regains his sight.

FBI: You have to be kidding me

Mystery Man: We have seen odder things pal

As El Pablo turns Stitches, who still has ahold of the rack, used the metal end and drives it into the midsection of the champion

Mystery Man: Stitches fighting out of pure instinct here

FBI: And straight rage

Stitches grabs the metal end and rams it into the face of El Pablo, right where the bag of Skittles dented the protective mask earlier and the mask shatters from the impact. Stitches drops the rack and grabs El Pablo as he’s about to fall to the mat, he hooks him under the arms and snaps him down onto the metal stop sign

Mystery Man: SOUND OF SILENCE!!!!

FBI: And that’s perfect because listen to this crown

The crowd is stunned as Stitches covers

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DING DING DING

Stitches rolls off and the referee points to him

Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner and NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION...STITCHES THE CLOWN!!!!

Mystery Man: He’s done it, Stitches has regained the Indy Championship and look at him

The referee hands Stitches the belt and he sits next to a motionless El Pablo and rocks back and forth with the belt up to his face.

Hanks: El Pablo certainly has nothing to be ashamed of here. These two put on a show for us, and Stitches came up on top

Mystery Man: What a victory for Stitches. He becomes the first ever 2x Indy Champion and he'll be one happy camper heading back to Prime

FBI: That is one happy clown!!!!

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X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
ULTIMATE X MATCH
Keith Williams
Vs Nostalgia
Vs Luke Wolfe

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Mystery Man: And there is no time to waste here as we are already moving onto our next match

FBI: Nothing going on backstage? 

Hanks: Apparently not .. 

Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen the fallowing contest is an ULTIMATE X match and is for the EWC X Division Championship of the WORLD! 

YYYEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Mystery Man: Listen to this crowd! They have been waiting for this all night! This is first they will get to see of their Hometown Hero, the X-Division Champion Luke Wolfe!!!

Hanks: I do not envy Mr. Wolfe one bit. I don't know how he can possibly have any focus at all on tonight's matches with his wife in a coma in just downtown.

FBI: He is standing backstage and I can we can only wonder what is going through his mind right now, and you KNOW Keith Williams is going to take advantage of that, and we know these fans have a true love for Nostalgia as well, but if he is smart he will use that to his advantage as well.

Mystery Man: Yes, typically in these situations Luke Wolfe has already started getting into the heads of his opponents, but with the warning from his former Legion partner Gabreal Martin last Friday night, his wife in the hospital, the horrific things that Keith Williams did to a manikin of his wife, it would appear that the mind games are pointed in his direction this time. And you have to believe they are taking their toll.

The arena is plunged into darkness as "Roman Holiday" by Every Time I Die screeches its way out of the speakers in the arena, triggering the attention of those in attendance, as echoes of boos travel through the stadium. Their attention turns to the stage where dark blue lights have started to go off. As the tempo of the song picks up, it can barely be seen that someone has made their way out in the middle of the darkness, planting themselves in the middle of the stage. As the opening lyrics are shouted out, the dark blue fades away and the regular lights come on full strength, showing the back of Keith Williams as he's pointing at what's on his clothing. He's noticeably wearing a black denim vest that's covered in patches of bands, with the words "California C*nt" printed on the back in a font style you might find with a death metal or black metal band, directly below this is a giant mustache graphic that's been ironed on as well.

Dobrev: Introducing the first challenger, from Sacramento, California... Weighing in at 234 lbs, he is "The Hollywood Playboy", "The Sovereign of Sleaze"--

Hanks: Oh jeeze, here we go again.

Mystery Man: I'm glad he made sure to give the cue cards of everything he likes to be called to Nina... I'm not sure we would know who he was without it.

FBI: Th'guy's been around... He collected alot of nick-names...

Dobrev: "The Sultan of Sleaze","The Human Sleaze Machine", "The Ayatollah of Sleaze and Cola", "Mr. Small Package", "Satan's Sleazy Serpent","Ace of the XXX", "The Whiskey King".... THE CALIFORNIA C*NT--

"BOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Dobrev: And would like to be announced as... the NEXT EWC XxX-Division Champion... KEITH WILLIAMS!!!

Hanks: Hey he added another nickname... The next X-Division Champion...

FBI: The next TRIPLE X rated champion.

Hanks: Right, my mistake.

Williams spins around, stroking his mustache and gleefully taking a look out at the crowd. He takes a few steps and then stops... He raises one finger to tell the crowd to hold on just one second, and he again disappears backstage. After a moment he comes out with a huge sack slung over his shoulder.

Hanks: I doubt that's Damien in that bag.

FBI: That bag is full of "toys" I can promise you. I think Keith is looking to make a major impact on tonight's X-Division match.

He slowly saunters his way down the rampway to ringside, taking his time to taunt fans on either side of him. As he reaches the ring, Keith goes to enter by rolling under the bottom rope, he takes the sack and shoves it in the ring under the bottom rope, is about to fallow inside, but hesitates for a moment to thrust against it to the beat of the song, eventually getting to his feet and treating everyone with another round of mustache strokes for good measure. He mounts the turnbuckle nearest to him, hopping up to the middle rope and posing with his arms spread wide. As the music dies down, KW abandons his post and tosses his vest to a company stooge on the outside, he takes the sack and turns it upside down as weapons of all shapes and sizes fall out of it, with a shit eating grin on his face, he shakes it till it is completely empty and then looks inside to makes sure there is nothing left inside. He pulls out one final thing... I mustache comb... He takes a few moments to comb his stache, taunting the crowd before taking to practicing his elbows in the corner before the match begins.

Mystery Man: Good thing he brought his mustache comb... It wouldn't be Ultimate X without it...

The beat to “Redbone” by Childish Gambino begins playing throughout the arena, as a roar of cheers flows through the Medicares-Benz Stadium. As a the lights go out and a red spotlight circles the arena. The red spotlight gets to the ramp entrance to find Nostalgia through the curtain.

“MADE ME PUT AWAY MY PRIIIDDEEE!”

Nostalgia stands motionless for a few seconds with his chin tucked to his chest until he hears…

“STAY WOKE!"

Dobrev: Hailing from Pine Barrens, NJ…weighing in at 289 pounds….The Prophet of Pain….NOSTALGIAAAA!

On hearing his name, Nostalgia takes a bow. As he gets to a standing position, pyrotechnics explode encircling him.

“STAY WOKE!"

He walks through the pyrotechnics with his right fist in the air. As he makes his way down the ramp, he slaps the hands of as many fans as he possibly can. He switches between high -fiving fans at each barricades every few feet.

“NOW STAY WOKE”

Nostalgia jumps on the apron, the over the ropes and into the ring. Nostalgia circles the ring with his arms spread wide, palms up, signaling for the fans to make some noise . Nostalgia stands in the center of the ring, and raises his Right Fist High in the air, holds it for a few seconds.

“DON”T YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES!”.

Upon hearing these words, Nostalgia retreats to his corner, and stretches.

Dobrev: And now--

"YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

"ME-SSI-AH!!!"

"ME-SSI-AH!!!"

"ME-SSI-AH!!!"

The camera pans the crowd, as they are on their feet waiting for the sound of thunder.

Mystery Man: Listen to this crowd! They want to see Luke Wolfe!

FBI: Born and raised in the hills just outside of Atlanta, a mere thirty miles away from the city, in Blarney a town of like three hundred people, Luke Wolfe has been a hometown hero since highschool, all the way through his collegiate run, and his run in Ultimate Fighting. Now, here he is on the biggest stage of them all infront of his hometown fans!

Hanks: Christmas day 2015 he stood on a rooftop during the Christmas day parade and inspired thousands to riot and rise up. Now, he has been doing everything he can to give this city and everyone around the world something they can believe in.

But it's not the sound of Thunder that the crowd hears... Its the opening drums to the iconic song "Judgment Day", the marking for Luke's greatest battles and the crowd loses their minds, as the arena jumps to their feet with anticipation!

"YYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"

As the song moves into it's opening ten to fifteen seconds, the dark side of Luke... His Demons come out holding torches for their leader.

The druids known as Demons line each side of the rampway, holding the torches high above, for Luke to walk under. A few moment's later The stage is filled with druids in white, representing the good side. The druids in white known as Angles lines each side of the stage holding candles.

Fallowing the angles walking out on stage, is a man in a dark hood... but clearly not Wolfe. He stands for a moment...

and then slowly makes his way down the ramp through the entry of torches and stands in front of everyone. He stands motionless as the sounds of "Judgement Day" come to a close. The lights dim down to a pitch black as the lights begin to flicker and flash in a blue hue, and the sounds of rain and thunder fill the arena, and the crowd again pops for their hometown hero.

"YYYYYEEEEAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"


The sound of thunder and lightning slowly fades as it moves seemlessly into "Invincible" by Skillet.





The crowd POPS! At the opening chords to "Invincible" by Skillet, as rounds of cheers roar through the building!

After a few moments a spotlight appears on stage illuminating Luke Wolfe, with he X-Division Championship around his waist. Standing motionless on stage, smoke starts to build around him as he stands between the Angles on both sides of the stage.



Unlike usual Luke doesn't throw off his hood, as he makes his way down the ramp under the torches, held by the demons. Slowly, he begins his walk down the entrance ramp toward the ring. He stops next to the hooded man who has been motionless since arriving. Both Luke and the man look at each other, and then at the same time they both throw off their hoods together revealing...


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Mystery Man: It's XAVIER REID!!!

"YYYYEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

FBI: Luke Wolfe is recruiting again...

Hanks: For weeks we have been wondering what has been going on between Reid and Wolfe! And now we know!

Luke and Xavier exchange a few words and Luke slaps Reid on the shoulder and reluctantly Xavier heads back up the ramp backstage.

Hanks: For YEARS... everyone has said Luke can't do it on his own... he just sent his backup away from the ring!

Luke slowly makes his way around the ring, Passing fans along the way, shouting out into the crowd. He stops and slaps hands with a few of his fans at Ring Side, even grabbing a sign showing it to the camera, that says "The TRUE Messiah! Come and See!" He holds it for the camera, and hands it back to the fan. Slowly walks up to the steps quickly getting to the ring apron and stepping through the ropes. As he makes his way to center ring he stops for a moment and gives Keith Williams the double bird! Williams just laughs as Luke turns back the the camera. He throws his arms open wide! As if he is emitting an aura of greatness!

Unstrapping the belt from around his waist he climbs the corner turnbuckle, raising it high in the air. He roars out to the fans waving for them to get on their feet! He's met with a nothing but cheers from the fans, as he steps down and hands the belt to the official in the ring. He holds it up in the air showing that the title is on the line. The ring crew quickly make it into the ring, as the official hands the belt to them, and they climb a ladder securely fastening it to the center of the X. All the wrestlers have their eyes on the belt as it now hangs above them.

DING DING DING

All three men standing in different corners, the bell rings and Luke springs at Williams with rage! Nostalgia who was about to head to the center of the ring to start things off is caught off guard as Luke springs from one end of the ring to the other and nails Williams with a clothsline corner splash! Williams stumbles out of the corner trying to catch his breath, and Luke rains down punches on Keith relentlessly till Keith falls to one knee, and then he stops the fury of punches with a low blow to Wolfe who immediately stops and falls to one knee.

Mystery Man: I don't care who you are, that will stop you in your tracks every time.

With Luke on one knee, he looks up and sees Keith standing infront of him, and Keith gives him a bye-bye wave and then brings the chair down HARD on Luke's head! As if he had just been shot Luke falls face first onto the mat. Keith looks at the chair denting admiring his work.

BOOOOOOOO!!!

As Nostalgia waited for his opening, he sees it and as Keith admires his handiwork Nostalgia superkick's the chair right into the face of the California C*nt! Keith falls down grabbing at his forehead but Nostalgia wastes no time showing that he was more than ready for this match. He grabs what appears to be a Kendo stick from the pile of weapons that Williams brought to the ring, and he brings it down HARD on the back of Williams, the sound of it's CRACK! Echos through the arena! The crowd ERUPTS for the fan favorite and he whips Williams over and over again with it.

FBI: Williams might regret having brought those toys to the ring...

Mystery Man: Well this is the X-Division chances are they would have found this stuff somewhere anyway.

Williams makes his way into the corner and pulls himself up, Nostalgia takes a crack at his midsection but Williams blocks it and grabs the stick! He pulls it away from him and jabs him in the face with the end of it! Nostalgia stumbles back, and Williams throws the weapon away. He grabs the dazed Nostalgia and goes for an irish whip but he reverses it and sends Williams into the ropes instead who is met with the "Fallen Angel" Flying forearm from Luke Wolfe spring boarding off the apron!!!

"YYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

Williams rolls to the outside to get a breather and Wolfe and Nostalgia meet in the middle of the ring. They begin to talk to each other when something strange happens. The crowd starts to start dueling chants...

"NOS-TAL-GIA!!!"

"LETS GO LUKE!!!"

"NOS-TAL-GIA!!!"

"LETS GO LUKE!!!"

Both Luke and Nostalgia stop and look back and forth at the fans, almost stunned. Both... somewhat expecting to be the overwhelming favorite.

Mystery Man: Luke may be the hometown hero, but there are A LOT of Nostalgia fans here in Atlanta tonight!

Nostalgia and Luke look at each other, and at the same time they both reach out their hand to shake the other. The crowd goes nuts as they shake hands, and then begin to deliver blows back and forth to each other!!!

"YYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

The two trade punches for a few moments till Nostalgia gets the better of Luke who stumbles backwards when Nostalgia sends him into the ropes! Nostalgia comes at him and Luke leap frogs him at the last second, they two continue to run the ropes and Luke looks for a clothsline but Nostalgia ducks it and slides under Luke's legs at the very last second! Luke tries to catch up and turns around and is met by a perfect dropkick from the challenger! Luke hits the mat, but then recovers when he leaps up with his legs and catches Nostalgia around the neck performing a hurricannra with his shoulders on the mat! They both pop back up, and Luke goes for a discus clothsline and Nostalgia ducks it, but then he is caught with the pele' kick from Wolfe! Nostalgia falls and slowly rolls out of the ring, Luke pops back up to his feet only to be grabbed from behind and brought down on the back of his head with a reverse DDT from Williams! Luke grabs the back of his head and Williams pulls from his boot a small cheese slicer. He laughs as he grabs Luke by the hair sitting him up. He takes the slicer...

FBI: Oh Jesus...

He RIPS it across the forehead of Wolfe!!!

Mystery Man: HOLY HELL!!!

Luke falls to the mat with his face in his hands! Keith laughs looking at the the blade that is covered in Luke's blood.

"OHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Hanks: That... is used to slice cheese man...

Hanks says completely stunned... he lightly runs the took across his tongue being careful not to cut himself, but licking Luke's blood off the blade.

Mystery Man: First Williams practically lights his wife's face on fire... and now he slices up Luke Wolfe's face like cheese...

FBI: The rivalry between these two is hard to watch...

Williams picks up Wolfe laughing as blood runs freely down his face. He strokes his mustache as he delivers a hard punch to the forehead knocking down the champion! Standing over him he tells Luke to get up to his feet and fight him. Dazed Luke can't even respond and Williams picks Luke up and sends him into the ropes but Luke somehow reverses it and when Williams hits the ropes it's the same time that Nostalgia is climbing up onto the ring, and Nostalgia pulls down the top rope and Williams and Nostalgia both tumble down to the outside floor! They both get up to their feet, and Williams get's in Notalgia's face and shoves him. Nostalgia responds with a shove of his own, and neither one see Wolfe coming to them and he leaps and flies through the air flipping and coming crashing down on both of them!!!

The crowd goes crazy!!!

"THIS IS AWESOME!!!"

"THIS IS AWESOME!!!"

"THIS IS AWESOME!!!"

Luke get's up and immediately turns his attention to Williams, who is on the ground this time.

Mystery Man: What does Luke have in his hand?

The camera zooms in and we can see that Luke has a box cutter in his hand as he extends out the blade!!!

FBI: He did say he was gonna carve up Keith's face...

Hanks: I don't know if I can take this...

This time Luke grabs Keith by the hair, and brings the tip of the blade down on the forehead of Williams!!!

"OHHHHHH!!!"

Williams winces in pain, but only rolls away in a seated position. Luke grabs Williams again, holding him in somewhat of a one handed rear chin lock, and he places the blade along the scalp of the California C*nt... and he SWIPES it across!!!

Hanks: OHHH Man!!!

This time Williams grabs at the open wound, holding his face just as Luke did earlier. In all the violence between Luke and Williams neither of them noticed Nostalgia climbing the truss on one of the corner turnbuckles! Luke spots him, and while Williams is down, he makes his way over to the same truss and starts climbing after him! Nostalgia makes it to the top first and as Luke makes it to the top he tries to stomp on the fingers of Wolfe!

Mystery Man: Ohhh man, they are way up there!!!

Wolfe lets go with one hand and hangs from the top of the Truss with one hand! The crowd and everyone in the arena waits with anticipation to see what is going to happen, Nostalgia goes to stomp on his other hand, and Luke has tangles his legs in the truss, and he lets go and falls backwards but is held onto the truss by his legs! Nostalgia not wanting to make his way to the belt with Luke so close leans down and tries to pry Luke's legs free! Luke rolls up using every bit of abdominal streangth he has and grabs Nostalgia by the hair and slams his face down! Nostalgia dazed is laying on the top of the truss and Luke finally makes his way to the top of it as well. There is barely any room to move with both men standing on the pillar!

Mystery Man: Those were not made for two people to stand on them!

The X structure sways ever so slightly as the to try to get the other off the top.

Hanks: They could BOTH take a tumble... What is going to happen here???

Suddenly Luke get's the advantage and throws Nostalgia from the top of the truss to the ring below.... BUT...

Mystery man: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!

Nostalgia on his way down managed to somehow grab the chord forming the X!!!

Hanks: HOW did he pull that off???

Luke, stunned standing on the truss watches as Nostalgia makes his way toward the middle of the X. He rolls up his legs and wraps his arms and legs around the chord and starts to try to inch his way across. Suddenly, a stunned Luke leaps off the truss and hits a guillotine legdrop to Nostalgia who was hanging from the X and they BOTH come crashing down into the ring!!! They hit the mat with a thunderous CRASH and neither man is moving!

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

Suddenly sleazy Keith's head pops up from outside the ring. He stands up seeing both men down. Then he has a thought... The technicians who Hung the belt! He quickly flips up the ring apron and looks under the ring.

Mystery Man: What is Keith looking for?

Suddenly Keith pulls out the ladder from under the ring!

"BOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Mystery Man: Oh, come on!

Hanks: There is an unwritten rule in the X-Division that ladders are not to be used in Ultimate X!

FBI: Like you said... an UNWRITTEN rule...

Hanks: It's about respect, for the Division and what it stands for.

FBI: Has Williams ever struck you as someone who had any respect for anything?

Keith slides the ladder in the ring, and set's it up! He looks at Nostalgia and Luke both motionless on the mat and laughs stroking his mustache. He steps on the first rung of the ladder...
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The crowd is stunned, just as Williams and everyone else...

Mystery Man: What's this???

Hanks: You guys recognize this music?

FBI: I can't say that I do...

The camera shows Williams who is looking at the blank screen in confusion, when suddenly a video package for Annabelle starts to play!!!!

The crowd ERUPTS!!!

Mystery Man: Wait... Could it be???

FBI: That's her on the video...

After about thirty seconds no one comes out, and Keith laughs and walks over to Luke and shouts at Luke who appears to be completely out of it.

Keith: Nice try Luke! If your wife was actually here... I'd give her a MUSTACHE RIDE!!!

Suddenly the lights go out in the area!

"YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Hanks: Is it true??? Is the Queen of the Damned back???

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"YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Mystery Man: SHE'S BACK!!!

Hanks: She just woke up from a coma! Is this like a YEA... She's back! Or a... Pet Semetary situation?

FBI: What are you talking about??? She has her eyes glued on Keith Williams!

Williams looks somewhat shocked, but not afraid. He strokes his mustache and smiles and starts to trash talk to her, he points at Luke's fallen bloody body and bashes him to her face. But she doesn't look away. Williams get's closer and closer till....

Mystery Man: CRIMSON MASK!!!

Annabelle spits the blood mist in the eyes of Williams!!! He stumbles and holds his face and turns around and walks right back into Annabelle! She lifts him up for her Brainbuster finisher and walks with him up in the air in the ring, till she is positioned perfectly above the chair that Williams used earlier on Luke! She drops him down on his skull, and she pops up one one knee, looking down at Keith breathing heavily in fury.

"ANN-A-BELLE"

"ANN-A-BELLE"

"ANN-A-BELLE"

"ANN-A-BELLE"

She looks around at the crowd as they chant her name, and then she looks over and notices her husband rolling, slowly getting to his feet. She rolls out of the ring, and pulls something out from under the ring.

Mystery Man: It's Luke's razor wire baseball bat!!!

She brings it down hard on the steel steps making the bang echo through the arena. Luke is now to his feet and he has spotted his wife. She has her eyes locked on him and she makes her way quickly into the ring. The two never break eye contact... Annabelle points the bat at Wolfe...

Mystery Man: What??? What is she doing???

FBI: She doesn't know who he is!

Hanks: PET SEMETARY!!!

Luke doesn't move a muscle, and she slowly turns the bat and hands it to Luke... her husband gently takes it from her and holds it as neither of them move. Annabelle stands with an emotionless look on her face, Luke drops the bat and the two suddenly embrace with a hug!!!

"YYYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

Luke and Annabelle kiss passionately and then again hug!

Mystery Man: The Wolfe's have been reunited after all this time!!!

FBI: Pet Semetary Collin? See? I knew it all along...

"WELCOME BACK!!!"

"WELCOME BACK!!!"

"WELCOME BACK!!!"

She let's go of Luke and holds his face and the two exchange words, what she says can not be heard, but Luke picks up the bat and the lights go out again! Only for about ten seconds and they come back on and Annabelle is gone! Luke has the razor wire bat in his hand and looks to be completely refreshed. And not at all worried about where Annabelle went.

Hanks: Where'd she go?

Mystery Man: I have a feeling that Luke knows exactly where she is this time.

Nostalgia gets up to his feet, having missed the entire event and Luke comes at him and swings hard and nails Nostalgia in the gut with razor wire!!! Nostalgia falls to his knees, and Luke brings the bat down on his back, slicing him up there as well! Williams has gotten to his feet a little dazed but he tries to sneak up on Luke who turns around and swings and the bat breaks as it connects with Williams skull!!!

FBI: OH WOW!

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

Luke drops the bat, and picks up a completely limp Keith Williams and then hooks him and lifts him up vertically in the air! He holds him up for about 5-10 seconds and then brings him down!!! DOOMSDAY DROP!!! Williams, appears to be out cold, as Nostalgia is getting back up, he shoves Luke from behind who hits the ropes bounces back and walks right into Nostalgia's PAVLOV'S BELL!!! Nostalgia brings him right down on a trashcan crushing it under them! He looks at the ladder standing in the ring for a moment, and then grabs it taking it down and throwing it across the ring!

"YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!"

Mystery Man: Alright!! Now that's how this match is supposed to be won! Get rid of that ladder! This is ULTIMATE X!!!

Nostalgia walks around the ring getting the crowd excited telling them to get on their feet! They do just that, as he heads over to the turnbuckle, and jumps up and grabs the rope as he makes his way across the X! The crowd is on their feet cheering on the fan favorite! Williams start to slowly move, he looks confused and stunned but he looks up and see's Nostalgia nearly to the middle of the X! He's reaching for the title his legs gangling...

Mystery Man: He's got a little further to go!!!

Williams stumbles to his feet, he yanks on Nostalgia's legs just as he tries to move forward another couple inches and Nostalgia falls and Williams nails him with TOO SLEAZY UPPERCUT!!!

Mystery Man: This is what the X-Division is all about! How much more could any of these men have??? Who is going to be able to get to the middle of that X???

Hanks: Logic says none of them will have enough left in the tank to get it... Someone will.

FBI: Rated X people... Rated X

Williams stumbles around spaghetti legged. He looks for that ladder again... He spots it and wabble legs his way over to it grabbing it.

Mystery Man: Oh come on!

Hanks: NO!

"BOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Williams grabs the ladder and lifts it up, you can tell he is struggling to lift it the match clearly taking a toll on all their bodies.... Williams turns around and he is met by Luke Wolfe who grabs the ladder as well, and shakes his head no!!!

"YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHH!!!"

Angry Keith screams out...

Keith: FUCK YOU!!!

...and spits in Luke's face! He swings the ladder and LEVEL'S Luke! But as he turns around Nostalgia has made it back to his feet and he dropkicks the ladder back into Williams face! The bloody Williams stumbles back and falls on the top rope! Nostalgia grabs the ladder and runs the top of it straight into the face of the California C*nt! Williams takes a tumble over the top rope and Nostalgia throws the ladder out with him! Just as he does so, he turns and sees Luke across the ring on the top turnbuckle... Slowly Luke is reaching up and he grabs the cable! Nostalgia on the otherside of the ring does climbs the turnbuckle and does the same!

Mystery Man: It's a race to the finish line!

FBI: Both men are climbing hand over hand to get to the middle, Nostalgia is moving a little faster than Wolfe!

Hanks: Think of how much blood Luke has lost, it's a wonder the guy is moving at all... let along scaling the Ultimate X!

Nostalgia reaches the middle before Luke and goes and reaches for the belt. Luke swings and kicks at Nostalgia making him lose his grip on the belt! Luke makes it a little further to the center and now both men are at the center of the X! Luke continues to kick at the mid section of Nostalgia, you can see the pain in his face as Luke connects with every kick! Suddenly Nostalgia swings and wraps his legs around Luke's midsection!

FBI: He is crushing his midsection like a vice!!!

Luke screams in pain, trying not to let go of the cables... but Nostalgia's grip only tightens! Luke lets go of the cables and grabs at his waist in pain, and Nostalgia drops him!!! Luke crashed down to the center of the ring! Williams slides in under the bottom rope and Nostalgia grabs the belt from the center of the X and lets himself swing and crash down to the mat below!!!

DING! DING! DING!!!

Mystery Man: THAT'S IT!!! WE HAVE A NEW X-DIVISION CHAMPION!!!

Hanks: THIS is what the X-Division is all about! Nostalgia showed that not only is he ready for the X-Division, but he is ready to lead it down the path that Luke wanted it to be!

FBI: Williams on the other hand.

Mystery Man: Keith Williams tried to do exactly what he said he was going to do. and he would have probably gotten away with the belt if it wasn't for Annabelle's return! And you have to believe that Annabelle and Keith Williams are not even close to finished.

Hanks: Well, there will be no Triple X division tonight.

Williams rolls out of the ring, and walks back up the ramp waving off the finish as if he doesn't care. Nostalgia gets to his feet holding the X-Division Championship on his shoulder... He grabs Luke and helps him to his feet, Luke looks on seeing Nostalgia with the X-Division Title. Pausing for a moment, stunned... Luke sticks out his hand to shake hands with Nostalgia. The two shake hands and then Luke pulls Nostalgia in and gives him a short congratulatory hug, whispering something in his ear.

Dobrev: Here is your winner.... and... NEW!!! EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION.... NOSTALGIA!!!!!

Nostalgia and Luke shake hands and Luke raises Nostalgia's arm and points to him and then steps out of the ring giving Nostalgia his moment. Nostalgia walks over to the turnbuckle, looking at the belt, and then out into the crowd... He points to everyone all around the arena... and then raises the belt above his head!!!

"YYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

"THAT WAS AWESOME!!!"

"THAT WAS AWESOME!!!"

"THAT WAS AWESOME!!!"

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"YOU DESERVE IT!!!"

"YOU DESERVE IT!!!"

"YOU DESERVE IT!!!"

Mystery Man: Wow, what a match that was... but get ready because we are not done yet!

FBI: The violence is going to continue when Xavier Reid we we just saw before Ultimate X has now aligned himself with Luke Wolfe, takes on Magdalena Lockheart for the FSW Championship in a GLASS Tables match!!!

Hanks: If you thought this got bloody... Hold onto your shorts... It's about to get bumpy. 

The newly acquired X-Division Title almost falls off the shoulder of Nostalgia as he limps down the hall. He stops, throwing his hand against the wall, taking a second to gain his composure before continuing back to his trailer to rest up for the Battle Royal. A few seconds pass, he pushes himself off the wall and begins walking gingerly. It is not hard for Ace Heart and an EWC cameraman to catch up the obviously hurting Nostalgia.

Ace Heart: Nostalgia. Nostalgia. Can I get a quick word?

Nostalgia stops, again, throwing his hand on the wall to help his balance, which allows Ace and the cameraman to get in front of Nostalgia.

Ace Heart: Nostalgia, congratulations on winning the X-Division Title in that grueling match.

Nostalgia: Thank you very much Ace. That may have been the most grueling match of my wrestling career.

Ace Heart: Of that I have no doubt. How does it feel to bring the X-Division Title back to Brawl?

Nostalgia: Well Ace, I can tell you without a doubt, this is the proudest moment of my short EWC career Ace. My body is paying for it now, but to beat two talented competitors like Keith Williams and Luke Wolfe for the X-Division Title at Stranglemania. That is PRICELESS!

Ace Heart: But you are not done yet. Ne…..

Ace Heart is interrupted by a high pitched hysterical laugh, escorted by a loud, Slow Clap. Nostalgia turns as fast as his pain ridden body allows to see a small woman with glowing green eyes and dark green hair, wearing a devilish grin as she approaches. Nostalgia recognizes the slow clapping, older gentleman with the peppered gray and black beard instantly. Margot the Mad reaches into her dress and pulls out...


Nostalgia: You! What Are You DOING HERE?! You’re supp…

Before Nostalgia can finish his sentence, Margot the Mad pulls the Trigger...


Ace, now a few steps behind Nostalgia, is at the wrong place at the wrong time as Draco Lazarus pushes Ace Heart out of the way, and…

TTTHWACK!

Draco cracks his Golden Cane against the back of Nostalgia. Nostalgia grabs at his back as he drops to a knee. Draco cocks back, and delivers another vicious blow to the back of Nostalgia, knocking him to the ground. Margot the Mad spins and perioutes her way to Ace Heart. She looks him dead in the eye, blows him a kiss, then begins laughing hysterically as she grabs the mic and brings it to the older bearded gentleman. The cameraman is recording Draco stomp down on the back of Nostalgia repeatedly. That is, until a giant hand pushes the camera toward the man with the microphone…


The man with the mic clears his throat and taps on the mic a few times.

Maestro: Is this thing on? Well, well, well. EWC, you must be wondering who I am.You can call me Maestro, and I am here to orchestrate the death of a few careers. Starting with this winner right here, Leonardo Lutter. Oh shit. Sorry. Nostalgia. You think Jenny Hunt just up in leaving you snd her starting in a movie called Ghosted was a coincidence? You think Carlos Ruiz getting deported when we show up is a coincidence? Attacking Maggie Lockheart. And well you know. That other stuff.. I am going to take everything from you!

Maestro snaps his fingers, at this time Draco stops stomping on Nostalgia. The Reaper wraps his arms around Nostalgia, and deadlifts him to his feet. Reaper picks opponent up in Military Press, Draco leaps off the sound equipment box and drives Nostalgia to the hard floor with an RKO.

Maestro: Leonardo, you know what you did. And now that you see this ruggedly handsome face, you know who is behind all the bad shit going on in your life. NOSTALGIA, stop being rude and pay attention.

Nostalgia is clearly unconscious, Margot the Mad grabs Nostalgia’s head and shakes him, then releases, forcing his head to bang against the floor. She then uses her fingers to open Nostalgia’s eyes, and makes him face Maestro.

Maestro: I DID THIS! It did not have to happen, but you took something from me, and now you are paying the consequences. But you are not my only grievance Little Leo. Oh no. I came to EWC to make sure all those who have wronged me pay the damn piper. You were just the first. I have a nice list of future EWC competitors that will suffer just as you have. And they deserve it just as much as you. SO EWC, take a nice, long look… this is not going to stop anytime soon. Watch your backs people. Collateral Casualties are here. And you are not going to like what follows…

Maestro throws the mic as the face of Nostalgia before snapping his fingers again. “The Reaper” Azrael leans down to pick up Nostalgia… when all of a sudden, Kyle Guatier and Neveah come out of nowhere. Kyle Guatier nails The Reaper in the back of the head with a Cowbell of all things while at the same time, Neveah drives a sledgehammer into the back of Azrael’s knees. Their combined effort brings the big man down. Draco is about to rock Kyle from behind with Nostalgia’s X-Division Title, but he is beaten to the punch when FSW Champion, and Nostalgia’s former tag team partner, Magdalena Lockheart, smashes Draco in the back of the head with the FSW Title. Kyle Guatier and Neveah begin to stomp on the downed giant Samoan, as Maggie unloads vicious kicks to the ribs of Draco. This continues for a few seconds until Margot the Mad pulls something from her pocket. It is some sort of bag, she tosses it in the air a few times, then chucks it down at the ground. Smoke begins to engulf the area. When the smoke clears, Collateral Casualties are nowhere to be found. Magdalena looks down at her fallen former teammate for a few seconds, concern seen in her eye, before she grabs the FSW Title and heads out of the camera view. Kyle hands Nostalgia the X-Division title, then he and Nevaeh wait until the medical crews shows up to check on Nostalgia.

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FSW CHAMPIONSHIP
GLASS TABLE MATCH
Xavier Reid
Vs Magdalena Lockheart

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Mystery Man: Well that was some interesting developments backstage with our new X-Division Champion. Now its time for another Championship match .. lets see if Magdalena can hang onto her FSW Championship or if Reid will become yet another new Champion here tonight

Nina Dobrev:  Our next match is a Glass Table Match for the FSW Championship!  Introducing first, the challenger, hailing from New York City, weiginign in at 220 pounds....XAVIER REID!

The lights inside the arena go out as Cochise starts up to a now mixed reaction from the fans. A single strobe light flashes in the direction of the stage. As the lyrics come in Xavier walks out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. He paces back and forth across the stage before walking to the edge of the ramp and raising his arms into the air, crossing his forearms into a X over his head. He walks down to the ring, eyes glued on the ring and ignores the fans he passes. Xavier marches up the steps and jumps into the ring. He heads right to the corner and climbs up to the middle rope and once again raises his arms into the air and crossed his forearms into a X.

The deep heartbeat bass of Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do” drops over the arena’s public announce speakers as the FSW Champion Magdalena Lockheart emerges from behind the curtain. Magdalena steps out into the center of an amber spotlight wearing a long black dress. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and applies dark cherry lipstick with the aid of a pocket mirror. The ramp in front of her lights up like a model’s runway. Lockheart struts down the ramp as if she’s modeling the dress, pausing briefly at the bottom to pose while flashbulbs go off all around her.

Nina Dobrev: Standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds; from Inwood, New York - She is the FSW CHAMPION.....MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!!!

Lockheart walks around the ring towards the camera side, moving all of the way to the southeast ringpost before pulling herself up onto the ring apron. She centers herself on the apron and stands facing the crowd.

But I got smarter, I got harder, In the knick of time.

And me I rose up from the dead I do it all the time.

I got a list of names, yours is in red underlined

I check it once, then I check it twice- Ooh!

Lockheart grabs her dress with both hands and on beat with the song, she rips the dress down the center! An amber spotlight shines straight down on her as golden, sparkling confetti rains down from the ceiling onto the crowd. Flashes go off from cell phone cameras as Lockheart sheds the rest of her dress and reveals the FSW Championship belt hidden beneath. Lockheart pauses for a few moments to allow the crowd to snap more photos.

Scanning from Xavier Reid and Maggie Lockheart who stand eye to eye in the center of the ring, we see two large glass tables on the east and west end sides of the outside ringside area. Jacob Waters calls for the bell....

DING DING DING

...and the match is off with a quick start, as Reid leaps up into the air and cracks Maggie across the jaw with a Superman Punch! The crowd handily boos him as he stands over the backing up body of Lockheart, who scowls at him as she pulls herself up.

She sidesteps quickly as Xavier Reid comes running in for yet another giant punch, landing himself instead into the corner. Maggie hurls her leg forward. *CRACK!* The sound of Maggie Lockheart’s boot smacking the ribs of Reid echoes through the front rows. Maggie attempts another kick but Reid catches this one, ENZIGURI! Lockheart leaves him on the canvas after the huge head kick!

Mystery Man: Great start to this match, as both Maggie Lockheart and Xavier Reid came out swinging for the fences.

FBI: Batter up!

Both competitors are back to their feet and champpushes Reid back into the corner once again, this time hitting him with a knife edge chop to the chest. Xavier Reid reverses after the chop though, bringing Maggie Lockheart into her holding her chest in anguish, but Reid is not finished, as he seats Maggie on the corner and climbs up to the top with her- FIREMAN’S CARRY SUPLEX OFF THE TOP!

Colin: Reid's going for big shots early, and that's gonna pay dividends later.

Xavier Reid kips right up to his feet, pulling his opponent over to the ropes as he glares to the outside seeing the glass table, the shine glistening off his eyes as he stares at it. This leaves Maggie enough time to kick up at him, stunning him, LEAPING HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN! The momentary pause leaves Maggie Lockheart with the advantage, and she doesn’t look like she’s willing to give it up so easily. As Xavier begins to get to his feet she leaps up in his direction- DOUBLE STOMP ACROSS THE ENTIRETY OF HIS BODY!

Mystery Man: God damn! Maggie Lockheart just stomped Reid like a dog!

FBI: What dogs have you been stomping lately, MM? Maybe I need to make a call to the S.P.C.A.

Maggie measures up her new found enemy as he struggles to get to his feet, holding the same spot on his chest that she viciously stomped through. She pushes away with his arms, belting another hard kick across his bare chest. He screams out in pain, trying to back up, but is unable to free himself from the agony, as Maggie follows him right in- YAKUZA KICK! FACEBREAKER DDT! And the crowd is on their feet, screaming for their heroine at the top of their lungs!

Mystery Man: The sold out crowd is loving every bit of this Glass Tables match so far, now if only Maggie Lockheart can finish off old Xavier and send these people home happy!

FBI: Send them home? We’re only halfway through the PPV, nitwit. What are you trying to do, sanction a few empty arena matches?

Mystery Man: Why not, we haven’t seen one of those in awhile.

With the clear advantage on her side now, Maggie Lockheart pulls her opponent out of the ring, taking Xavier by the back of his head and walking him over to the nearest glass table. She attempts to flail his head forward, he blocks, instead sending her face-first into the glass! The table does not break but rumbles hard, causing a sizable amount of damage as Reid cracks into it yet again. A third attempt is blocked by Maggie, who intertwines their legs together quickly and pulls down, RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP HEADFIRST INTO THE GLASS TABLE!

Mystery Man: God damn... that was pretty sick!

FBI: Indeed it was, but the glass table STILL did not break! Lowe’s certainly didn’t make these tables.

Colin: And what is that supposed to mean? I actually worked for a Lowe’s.

FBI: My point exactly.

Although the thick paned glass table somehow still did not break, the skin on the forehead of Xavier Reid was not so lucky. A gush of crimson begins to pour down his face like a sieve, and Maggie Lockheart is quick to pick up on that. She places her boot on his face, grinding him down into the thin mats covering the concrete floor outside. Maggie lifts what she perceives to be a lifeless Reid to his feet, connecting with a huge right hand that leaves a squirt of blood flying. She brings Reid onto her shoulders to finally put an end to him- La Crimosa? NO! Reid somehow squirms out and over the shoulders of Lockheart, landing him feet first on the table. He leaps up and FACE PLANT! Into the table, BUT IT DOES NOT BREAK!?

Mystery Man: Are you kidding me!? Massive face buster there from Xavier Reid, I honestly thought Maggie was about to eat glass right then and there!

Holding the back of Maggie Lockheart’s head in his hands, Reid looks down at her in utter shock that the glass table still did not break. He reigns down right hands, desperate to put an end to the champion as blood continues to pour from the gash in his forehead. Xavier Reid vigorously wipes away the down-pour to clear his vision, before pulling himself away from Maggie. He goes under the apron quickly, pulling out two pairs of handcuffs?

Mystery Man: Oh no, this isn’t going to be good.

FBI: The hell it isn’t, this is going to be a fucking treat and a half to see Maggie get what’s coming to her!

Climbing back onto the large glass table, Reid is reading to pin down the champion. But she has somehow came to now, blasting him with a surprise elbow that re-opens his wound! Reid nearly drops the handcuffs out of his hand, but instead heaves back and then forward, connecting with the skull of Maggie Lockheart with the weapon! Lockheart falls back out of her seated position, but Reid is not done, connecting again and again and again with the handcuffs, her jaw nearly being displaced with every shot! Lockheart is unconscious now, a sitting duck to Xavier Reid as he handcuffs both her right and left arms to separate legs of the table, stretching the handcuffs chain to their full capacity.

Mystery Man: Come on ref, do something about this! This just...this isn’t right!

FBI: You may not think so MM, but this match is no disqualifications. Maggie Lockheart knew what she was signing up for!

Reid turns his attention to Maggie, the crowd on their feet as he leaps high into the air. X MARKS THE SPOT! AND THE GLASS SHATTERS EVERYWHERE!

Mystery Man: OH MY GOD!

FBI: YES!

DING DING DING

Nina Dobrev: And the winner of this match by breaking of the glass table and NEW FSW CHAMPION….Xavier Reid!!

Xavier Reid is handed the FSW Championship and he celebrates his incredible victory 

Mystery Man: By God! He's done the impossible! He's done it! 

FBI: Xavier Reid has dethroned Maggie!

Hanks:  Xavier Reid has done it ladies and gentlemen!!!

Mystery Man: I am in total shock right now. Incredibly happy for Xavier as he earned this moment, but still shocked. Maggie seemed like she was destined to remain FSW Champion for a long long long time. Now she will need to regroup and shift gears and try and win herself the EWC Undisputed Championship

Hanks: What a moment for Reid though .. enjoy it young man .. you earned it!

[President Mac]

Nostalgia, still noticeably limping, is slowly making his way to the ring for the Undisputed Title #1 Contender Battle Royal. He stops a second to stretch out his back, the new accessory, the EWC X-Division Title strapped around his waist. . As he swings from side to side, he notices Neveah walking up, leaning slightly to her left. In her left hand is a gym bag packed with items from her shopping trip with Kyle Gautier, in her right hand, a can of paint.

Nostalgia: Hey Nevaeh. Got a sec?

Nevaeh stops next to Nostalgia, puts down the packed gym bag, then the can of paint. Nostalgia goes to take a step forward, but his left knee gives out. Nevaeh manages to get under him before he falls. She lifts his leg, so it is now supported by the can of paint.

Nevaeh: I guess I do now. What can I do for you? Besides, hold you up.

Nostalgia flashes a quick smirk in Nevaeh’s direction before the wincing returns.

Nostalgia: I just wanted to say I really appreciate you coming to my aid earlier. I doubt I would even be able to compete in this Battle Royal if it wasn’t for you and Kyle.

Nevaeh: We weren’t the only ones.

Nostalgia looks slightly confused.

Nevaeh: Magdalena lended a hand as well.

Before he could react to this news, Nev continues.

Nevaeh: But don’t be too thankful. While I can’t speak for the others, I know I didn’t help you out because I’m a nice person. I just don’t like those fuckers. After what they did, they had this coming.

Nostalgia still looks dumbfounded that Magdalena came to his aid, despite the way he broke off their partnership. He quickly turns his attention back to the beautiful blonde speaking to him.

Nostalgia: And here I thought I had a new friend.

Nostalgia chuckles as he finishes.

Nostalgia: Yeah, I saw that. And no matter the motive, I still appreciate what you did. And I feel I should must warn you, that Maestro is major bad news. So just be careful.

Nostalgia takes a quick glance down, and noticed the bulging gym bag.

Nostalgia: That bag looks packed to the brim. What do you have in there? An anvil?

Neveah: Hmm. Something I didn’t think of. That’s too bad.

When Nostalgia shoots her an inquisitive look, Nev waves off his previous comment.

Nevaeh: It’s filled with weapons. So here’s my warning to you, stay out of my way in this Battle Royal, or I might just have to use one on you. As for Maestro, if he wants to come at me...let him. Like I said, weapons. And I’m not afraid to use them. On anyone.

Nev meets his gaze as she says those last words.

Nostalgia: Consider me warned. Obviously I am going to give everything I have left in the tank to win this shot at the Undisputed Champion. So if we have to battle, we have to battle. I won’t be holding back either. But, there are quite a few others higher on my list of targets than you. Mainly, the ReVenants and Collateral Damage, Casualties, whatever the hell they are calling themselves.

Nevaeh: Well, we share that much in common. Maybe I’ll share a few weapons with you for that cause. But after that, all bets are off!

Nostalgia undoes the strap of the X-Division Title, takes it off his waist, and throws it over his shoulder. As he is about to make his next statement, he pats on the gold plated center.

Nostalgia: Seeing as how this is my first official act as X-Division Champion, I may have to take you up on that offer, as the X-Division Champ should utilize weapons in a NO RULES Battle Royal.

Nevaeh: Makes sense to me. See you out there.

With that, Nev shifts and waits for Nostalgia to get his balance before retrieving the paint can he was on and the bag with the rest of her weapons. She could have kicked the can out from under him. But that that was cheap. If Nev was going to beat Nostalgia, she was going to do it in the ring. When Nev walks away, Nostalgia swings his body back and forth again, stretching his back, then adjusting the X-Division Title to his other shoulder before following a feet behind Nevaeh as they both make their way to the Battle Royal.

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BATTLE ROYAL
WINNER FACES THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION IN APRIL
FEATURING
Kyle Gautier
Hiroko Murakami
Rob Garcia
Natalie Young
Keith Williams
Bishop Church
Kendrick Kross
Khaos
Collateral Damage (Draco Lazarus and "The Reaper" Azrael)
Amis Shelton
AJ Johnson
Nevaeh
Nostalgia
Otaki
Marquee
Jay Thunder
Xavier Reid
Dominic Sanders
Neo James Carner
Killjoy Ito
Darian Gray
Sebastian Conner

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Mystery Man: Here we go ladies and gentlemen. One of the most highly anticipated and first of its kind matches of the night! 

FBI: There is nothing typical about this Battle Royal here folks, there are no rules. Anything goes. The only way to eliminate someone is the standard over the top elimination, both feet hitting the ground. Other then that, this is going to be an absolutely insane and bloody affair

Hanks: Added to that .. the winner of this match gets to face the NEW EWC Undisputed Champion next month!!!
Kyle Gautier, Hiroko Murakami, Rob Garcia, Natalie Young, Keith Williams, Bishop Church, Kendrick Kross, Khaos, Draco Lazarus, "The Reaper" Azrael, Amis Shelton, AJ Johnson, Nevaeh, Nostalgia, Robina Hood, Marquee, Jay Thunder, Xavier Reid, Dominic Sanders, Neo James Carner, Killjoy Ito, Darian Gray, and Sebastian Conner are now all in the ring together .. all anxiously awaiting the sound of the bell

Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is a OVER THE TOP BATTLE ROYAL. There are no count outs, no disqualifications, weapons are encouraged. The winner of tonight’s match will be the last person standing in the ring, after all other 22 combatants have been successfully eliminated. All 23 Wrestlers are now in the ring .. so lets sound that bell

DING DING DING

Mystery Man: So much at stake here .. the winner of this match will face tonight’s Main Event Winner .. the newly crowned EWC Champion, and that match will take place in April at one of the following 4 shows .. PRIME #029, FN'R #431, FSW #059 or MNB #508

FBI: The location and date of the match all depends on who wins the Main Event. So if it’s a member of PRIME as an example, then the match will take place at PRIME #029

The ring is in total chaos now as punches, kicks, elbows and knees are being thrown about trying to hit anything and everything

Mystery Man: It sure is a crowded ring right now

FBI: Who will be tossed out first, who will be the one to do it, and who will give us our nights first weapon in this match .. those questions and more .. will be mother fucking answered

Hanks: Nice

The ReVenants Darian Gray, Rob Garcia, Keith Williams and Neo James Carner immediately ban together and form a back to back to back to back circle in the middle of the ring, fighting off everyone coming at them

Mystery Man: No surprise here, everyone is gunning for the ReVs

FBI: Also no surprise, they are working together to fend them all off

Darian Gray spots an opening and slides out of the ring, grabs a steel chair and tosses it to Rob Garcia. Rob winds up and cracks Marquee across the face with the chair, not once, but twice. Rob throws down the chair and clotheslines Marquee over the top and out of the ring

ELIMINATED: Marquee by Rob Garcia

Hiroko Murakimi of Prime is throwing elbows like its no ones business and manages to catch Khaos square in the jaw. She lands a number of punches to his stomach and then super kicks him in the face. With Khaos against the ropes, Hiroko lands a series of elbows to Khaos’ face and throat before giving him the old heave-ho and tossing him over the ropes

ELIMINATED: Khaos by Hiroko Murakami

Hanks: Just like that, we are down by two

Mystery Man: I expected the brands to work together for at least a little while, but that is not the case

Darian Gray appears from under the ring with a bag .. smiling he reaches is and pulls out a sculpture. He throws it into the ring hitting Dominic Sanders in the back of the head. Gray then reaches in again and grabs a paint can. He forces it open and climbs up the steps and hits Kyle Gautier in the face with the can, which spills red paint all over the place

FBI: This got messy pretty fast

AJ Johnson and Jay Thunder are squared off in the corner, Rob Garcia is beating down on Sanders who was hit in the head with the sculpture. Bishop Church is trading blows with Xavier Reid, while Keith Williams and Neo James Carner are battling Collateral Damage. Robina Hood is teaming with Nostalgia as they double team Sebastian Conner. Kendrick Kross is going toe to toe with Killjoy Ito. Natalie Young has her hands full with Darian Gray as Amis Shelton comes to her aid and the two battle away with the ReV member

Hanks: Everyone appears to be accounted for

Nevaeh managed to slide out of the ring and grabs a hammer she picked up from the shop, which Kyle comes to realize wasn’t for house supplies. Nevaeh slides back in the ring and swings her hammer hitting Rob Garcia in the back of the head.
Mystery Man: OUCH! Felt that all the way over here

Rob drops to the mat grabbing his head, which leads to several wrestlers kicking at him. Have no fear, the ReVs are here to the rescue as Neo, Gray and Williams push everyone away helping Rob to his feet. Still dazed, Rob is blindsided by Kyle Gautier who lands a hard left on him. This prompts Gray to grab Kyle by the mustache and but Kyle counters with a headbutt

FBI: I think he lost half of his stache right there

Kyle then turns his attention back to Rob as the two exchange blows in one corner of the ring. Rob is against the turnbuckle as Kyle takes the advantage. Meanwhile, Robina Hood managed to grab her Shinai Sword and is brutally attacking Sebastian Conner with it

Mystery Man: Those two are setting themselves up for an epic feud that’s for sure

Darian Gray has Hiroko up on the ropes and is trying to eliminate her when he hears Neo yell out. As half of the wrestlers in the ring turn, Kyle Gautier has Rob Garcia almost completely over the ropes. Neo is pushing to try and get to him, but the new X-Division Champion Nostalgia gets in the way and locks arms with Neo. Keith meanwhile is tangled up with Young and Shelton. Rob is trying to battle back with one hand on the ropes and the other punching at Kyle but Kyle reaches with his foot and kicks up the paint can that is still in the ring, just high enough to grab it and use it to knock Rob off the rope and over onto the ground

ELIMINATED: Rob Garcia by Kyle Gautier

Dominic Sanders and new Television Champion, Kendrick Kross are exchanging blows now, as Conner has the upper hand on Hood. Church is in a brawl with AJ Johnson and Killjoy. Meanwhile Darian Gray is doing everything he can to eliminate Hiroko. He sends her over the top, but she manages to hang onto the ropes, so Darian spots half of the sculpture he used once already and throws it at Hiroko hitting her in the head and knocking her to the ground

ELIMINATED: Hiroko Murakami by Darian Gray

Neo James Carner has found himself a pool cue, he breaks it in half over his knee and he starts randomly attacking anyone and everyone in his path. Bodies are dropping as he continues to hit everyone. Only Neo, Darian and Keith are left standing as they all stare at the Superstars rolling around the ring in pain

FBI: Well that was an interesting tactic. It should by them some time to catch their collective breath

Many take this opportunity to slide out of the ring in search for more weapons. However, Bishop Church refuses to use any of the weapons and attempts to stand up to Neo and his tornado pool cue approach

Mystery Man: Bishop Church has done little to no PR for StrangleMania, he hasn’t said anything on camera at all I don’t think since his debut

FBI: Church is a man of few words, if any at all, but he relies on his fists to get the job done

Neo charges at Church but Bishop grabs one of the cues out of Neos hand and throws it out of the ring. Neo then uses the other half of the cue and whips it across Bishops face. Taunting him to come at him. Neo hits him again, this time dropping Church to his knee. Williams then sneaks up behind Church and pulls his arms back, which gives Neo a free shot at Bishop, but Kendrick Kross manages to grab Neo’s feet and drags him hard to the mat and out of the ring

Hanks: Looks like Neo hit his face hard. His upper lip is busted open

The New FSW Champion Xavier Reid grabs his Kendo Stick from under the ring and sneak attacks Darian Gray from behind. Williams turns to help Gray but Church hits Williams with a DDT in the middle of the ring. Reid continues to hit Gray with the Kendo Stick, cutting Gray above the left eye. Rob Garcia is still ringside and tries to hand Gray a chair, but Gray can’t see properly due to the blood blinding him. Reid uses this opportunity and clotheslines Gray up and out of the ring

ELIMINATED: Darian Gray by Xavier Reid

Mystery Man: The ReVs are certainly the targets here tonight, two of them are gone and two of them remain .. but for how long

There now an all-out war outside the ring between Amis Shelton, Natalie Young, Sebastian Conner, Robina Hood, Nostalgia and Kendrick Kross. Xavier Reid and Neo James Carner have now met in the ring and the two are trading punches. Azrael and Draco are double teaming Dominic Sanders. Jay Thunder and Killjoy are tangled up in the corner. Nevaeh appears to be looking for another weapon to use and has her sights on Keith Williams as her apparent target

FBI: Not as much blood as I thought there would be by now

Nevaeh finds herself a Toaster and heads over to Keith Williams who is holding his own against Bishop Church. Nevaeh wraps part of the chord around her fist and then swings for the fences catching Keith in the side of the head cutting his ear. She then uses the chord from the Toaster to try and choke Williams but Williams manages to flip Nevaeh over him and onto her back. He then pries the Toaster loose and goes to hit her in the head with it but Church rips the toaster out of his hands and throws it out of the ring

Mystery Man: Bishop won’t use weapons, and apparently, he won’t let anyone else use them either

Bishop grabs Keith and swings him into the ropes, inadvertently he crashes into Kyle Gautier and now Kyle is dazed and up against the ropes. New FSW member Azrael spots this golden opportunity and grabs his tag team partner Draco and the two of them team up to send Kyle up and over the ropes

ELIMINATED: Kyle Gautier: By Azrael and Draco

Nevaeh is back on her feet and grabs the hammer that is still in the ring and uses the handle to bring AJ Johnson to his knees. She then kicks him in the groin and spin kicks him in the face knocking him hard to the mat. She then sees that Azrael is still celebrating, so she sneaks up behind him and hits him in the back of the head with the hammer, then uses a running start to clothesline him over the top of the ropes

ELIMINATED: Azrael by Nevaeh

FBI: I think Nevaeh should gets some t-shirts done up that say “Its Hammer Time”

Hanks: I’d buy it

AJ Johnson is on one knee, spits out a small amount of blood and then gets up and charges at Nevaeh. Nevaeh turns around but its too late as she is met by a massive clothesline by AJ Johnson that sends her over the top

ELIMINATED: Nevaeh by AJ Johnson

AJ then picks up the hammer and throws it at Nevaeh, hitting her in the stomach

The crowd here in the Mercedes-Benz arena begins to stir as a young woman hops the barricade and climbs up onto the ring apron! EWC security rush at her but when she brushes her hair back it becomes evident who she is. Inside the ring, Draco Lazarus hears the commotion and turns to see what's going on. The young woman springboards off of the top rope and connects with a hesitation missile dropkick straight to Lazarus' face!

Hanks: Oh my god, that's Magdalena Lockheart!

FBI: She just drilled Draco Lazarus with the Black Star! But why on Earth?

Draco is down after that vicious strike and Lockheart slides out of the ring where she is met immediately by EWC security. The crowd begins to cheer Lockheart as she is dragged up the entrance ramp while she shouts obscenities down at the fallen Lazarus.

Mystery Man: Draco Lazarus and the rest of Collateral Casualties did attack Maggie a few weeks ago, knocking her out with some sort of noxious gas.

Hanks: Well in that case Lockheart just picked her spot for revenge. She may have just caused Draco a shot at the Undisputed Championship right here!

Bishop Church wanders over to the fallen Draco, lifts him up and throws him over the ropes

ELIMINATED: Draco Lazarus by Bishop Church

Hanks: And just like that, Collateral Damage has been eliminated

FBI: They worked well together, it will be interesting to see what they do in the Tag Division

Mystery Man: We are down to 14 Wrestlers left in this one

AJ Johnson and Amis Shelton are locked up in the middle of the ring. Keith Williams and Neo James Carner are going to work on Robina Hood. Bishop Church and Dominic Sanders are trading punches. Xavier Reid and Jay Thunder are battling Kendrick Kross and Sebastian Conner. Natalie Young and Nostalgia appear to be working together against Killjoy Ito

Hanks: Staring to see some Brand loyalty here now

AJ sends Shelton to the mat with two hard lefts, followed by an uppercut .. Shelton rolls out of the ring. Robina Hood has broken free of the ReVs double team but is met by AJ Johnson who is in the middle of the ring. He kicks her in the midsection, and as she hobbles over he grabs her hair and sets her up for The Day Dreamer!!!!!

Mystery Man: Wow! Robina Hood is OUT! She’s on the mat and not moving at all. What a move that was by AJ Johnson.

Meanwhile Shelton is back in the ring now. AJ Johnson attempts a Superkick on Shelton, but Shelton manages to catch AJ’s foot which surprised both of them. Shelton drops AJ’s foot and then charges at him with a vicious elbow to the head. Shelton then picks AJ up and .. LAWN DART!

Mystery Man: Oh my! That was a devastating move into the turnbuckle just there

Shelton then grabs AJ, flips him over and nails him with the ‘You’re Fucked’! The crowd is going insane cheering on Shelton now. The others in the ring are watching now as Shelton has AJ up on the ropes and now over the top

ELIMINATED: AJ Johnson by Amis Shelton

Hanks: What a shocking elimination that is! AJ was one of the favorites to win this whole thing

Bishop Church is trying to catch his breath after a long hard battle with Dominic Sanders, but Dominic seizes the opportunity, picks up a steel chair and hits the big Bishop Church in the back of the head with it. Dominic does this three more times before the chair is now useless. Dominic now climbs to the top rope

FBI: You never climb the top rope in a Battle Royal kid!

Dominic leaps and catches Bishop with a TEXAS TORNADO!!!!

FBI: I stand corrected .. do that .. again and again .. wow

Dominic drags Bishop by the hair, props him against the ropes and then flips him over the top sending the big man down to the hard cement on the outside

ELIMINATED: Bishop Church by Dominic Sanders

Xavier Reid now finds himself in a battle with both Neo James Carner and Keith Williams. The ReVs continue to work together. Dominic and Thunder are now going at it. Kendrick Kross is locked up with Nostalgia while Robina Hood and Natalie Young are teaming up against Sebastian Conner. Killjoy and Amis Shelton meanwhile are taking a break on opposite sides of the ring

Mystery Man: We are down to the final 12

Rob Garcia is now back at ringside and he has a

FBI: Is that a fucking chainsaw?

Rob throws the chainsaw to Keith Williams who starts it and charges at Xavier Reid with it. Everyone has now rolled out of the ring as Keith Williams chases Reid with a Chainsaw

Hanks: What in the hell am I watching right now

Security run down to the ring and escort Rob Garcia out of the area and also charge the ring and demand Keith hand over the chainsaw. Keith is arguing that there is no blade on the chainsaw, but everyone can clearly see there is a blade, so he cuts the engine and hands it over. Meanwhile, Xavier doesn’t realize that Neo is behind, and Neo sneaks up and tosses Xavier over the top eliminating him

ELIMINATED: Xavier Reid by Neo James Carner

Mystery Man: Well that was just bizarre .. but it worked for the ReVs as it usually does

With everyone back in the ring now, Jay Thunder catches Dominic Sanders off guard with a Thunder Driver! Keith Williams, Kendrick Kross and Neo James Carner all get Dominic to his feet and put him up against the ropes. Nostalgia, Young and Hood all come to Sanders rescue, but Jay Thunder manages to get off a thunderous superkick and sends Dominic through the ropes onto the pavement

Hanks: He’s out but not eliminated

Jay Thunder, Keith Williams, Kross, Nostalgia, Ito, Conner, Hood, Carner, Young and Shelton all continue to battle in the ring. Keith and Carner trying to team up as much as possible but the others are bent on trying to keep them apart.

FBI: Sanders is back up and he’s got a friend

Sanders slides into the ring with a chair wrapped in barbed wire and he starts swinging it, knocking down Jay Thunder, Keith Williams, Kendrick Kross, Conner and Neo James Carner before tossing it aside. Sanders then makes his way over to Jay Thunder and delivers several blows to the head. Sanders then looks up once again and starts climbing the rope ready for some TITLE TOWN but WAIT! Jay is back on his feet and stumbles over to the ropes and pushes Sanders off and onto the ground. Sanders rolls around clutching his knee

ELIMINATED: Dominic Sanders by Jay Thunder

FBI: Like I said .. never ever go on the top rope in a Battle Royal

Jay Thunder is yelling at Sanders and laughing at him when Keith Williams sneaks up from behind and throws him over the top, landing right next to Sanders

ELIMINATED: Jay Thunder by Keith Williams

Mystery Man: And just like that, we are down to 9!

Kendrick Kross sneaks up on Williams, taps him on the shoulder and as he turns kicks him in the groin then picks him up for the K TWIST!!! Neo James Carner comes to the rescue though and prevents Kross from causing any further damage
Sebastian Conner has Robina Hood in a sleeper hold, while Amis and Natalie get to work on Keith Williams. Nostalgia, Killjoy and Kross are in a battle with Neo.

FBI: Its worth noting that Sanders and Thunder are fighting on the ramp right now, while everyone else that has been eliminated has now been cleared out

Sanders hits Thunder with a DDT on the ramp and both lay motionless as medics come running to attend to them
Back in the ring, attempted a roundhouse kick on Williams, but Williams blocked it and countered with a GOLDEN ELBOW! Williams now has Kross up against the ropes but Kross manages to break loose and then finally catches Williams with that roundhouse kick!! Kross props Williams up on the ropes and flips him over but Williams is hanging on. Kross kicks Williams in the groin not once, not twice but three times cause Williams to let go, and then Kross finishes him off with a headbutt sending Williams to the ground

ELIMINATED: Keith Williams by Kendrick Kross

Hanks: The New Television Champ finds himself in the final 8!

As Kross turns around he is met by Nostalgia who promptly places the TV Champ into PAVLOVS BELL! Nostalgia then grabs Kendricks legs and starts ON THE CLOCK! He is swinging the TV Champ round and round getting him higher and higher and sends him flying into the ropes. Nostalgia then follows up close behind and finishes him off with a flying elbow causing Kross to go up and over the ropes

ELIMINATED: Kenrick Kross by Nostalgia

Mystery Man: And just like that, its down to 7

Killjoy Ito’s manager Tommy Love is now ring side and hits Nostalgia in the back of the head with a Tennis Racquet

Hanks: He calls that his Love Stick

Nostalgia is furious and attacks Tommy, Killjoy sees this and comes running over to his Managers aid. Right behind him is Neo and Sebastian. Together the three of them get Nostalgia over the top and onto the ropes. Nostalgia is laying on the ropes hanging on for dear life

Robina, Natalie and Amis pull Neo and Sebastian off but Killyjoy with the help of his manager Tommy, manage to get Nostalgia to lose his grip and he tumbles to the outside

ELIMINATED: Nostalgia by Killjoy Ito

Mystery Man: Another favorite is gone. The newly crowned X-Division Champion is out

Nostalgia immediately goes after Tommy Love and chases him into the stands. Killjoy is yelling from in the ring, worried about his manager. Sebastian Conner takes advantage of the distracted Killjoy and kicks him in the midsection, sets him up in a suplex position, lifts him completely vertical and flips him over the top rope

ELIMINATED: Killjoy Ito by Sebastian Conner

FBI: Down to the final 5

Sebastian celebrates his elimination of Killjoy for a little too long as when he turns around Robina Hood is waiting with her Shinai Sword which she uses against his mid section, then arm, then back, then head. She attacks him over and over. She then reaches into her pocket, places on her brass knuckles and screams FALCON … PUNCH and drives her fist into Sebastians face causing him to tumble against the ropes. She then hits him with a European Uppercut and before he falls forward she uses all her strength to push over the ropes

ELIMINATED: Sebastian Conner by Robina Hood

Mystery Man: We are down to the final 4. 3 members of Brawl vs 1 member of FSW

FBI: Robina likes these odds

Neo had managed to slide out of the ring and grabbed himself another pool cue. Back in the ring, Neo and Robina square off .. Neo with his cue, Robina with her Sword. Meanwhile Amis Shelton and Natalie Young are locked up in the corner. Both appearing to be conserving energy

Neo charges at Robina but she blocks the cue with her arm and then slices at it with her sword shattering it in half. Neo smirks and punches Robina in the face causing her to drop her brass knuckles. Neo picks them up, tries to put them on but they are too small so he throws it at her instead and clocks her in the mouth

Hanks: Ok, that had to hurt. Like .. a whole lot

Robina charges at Neo but he moves and pushes her towards Natalie. Amis moves out of the way and Robina collides with Natalie. Robina is dazed and stumbles backwards as Natalie uses the ropes and then jumps in the air and nails Robina with DENIAL!!
Neo runs towards the now down and out Robina and drags her to the ropes by her hair. He stands her up and begins to lift her onto the ropes. Natalie walks over and reluctantly sides with Neo as the two of them send Robina over the top

ELIMINATED: Robina Hood by Neo James Carner and Natalie Young

Hanks: Neo gets his second credited elimination of the night, and we are down to the final 3

Mystery Man: Its an all BRAWL final 3

FBI: Saint must be pissed .. well .. Rampage only had one representative anyways

Neo, Natalie and Amis all circle each other now .. Natalie and Amis nod at each other and the two of them charge at Neo but Neo wisely rolls out of the ring and refuses to be double teamed. Rob Garcia, Keith Williams and Darian Gray are now spotted each coming down separate areas of the stadium. Amis and Natalie are distracted by this and Neo slides under the ring

Security has prevented the ReVs from rejoining the action as Natalie and Amis are looking for Neo. Keith then charges backstage and seconds later the lights start flickering

Amis and Natalie look around when suddenly Neo appears with a barbed wire wrapped chair and hits Amis in the back with it causing his skin to bleed immediately on impact. Amis then smashes a bottle of tacks in the middle of the ring. Glass and tacks fly all over the place

Neo clocks Natalie upside the head causing her to go flying against the ropes. He then kicks Amis in the groin and then walks over to him, slowly getting him back to his knees and nails him with the CLOCKTOWER DRIVER ontop of the glass and tacks

FBI: Holy shit

Amis is all cut cup and bloodied now and is in an enormous amount of pain. Neo got some of the tacks stuck in his legs and glass stuck in his thigh, as he’s tending to that he doesn’t realize that Natalie is back up on her feet TURMOIL!!!! to the back of Neos head. Neo falls forward onto the tacks and glass

Mystery Man: She wont use weapons, but she kind of almost did just now

Neo is desperately trying to get the tacks off his body and his on one knee when Amis comes with the barbed wire wrapped steel chair and hits Neo across the face with it slicing open his bottom lip

Amis and Natalie now work together and have Neo up against the ropes but he’s refusing to be sent over. Neo heads back to the middle of the ring and grabs the chair once more, this time he opens it up and puts Neos head through the opening and closes it as hard as he can. Neo screams in pain as Amis and Natalie perform a double superkick sending Neo over the top and onto the ground

ELIMINATED: Neo James Carner by Amis Shelton and Natalie Young

Mystery Man: That was brutal. These final moments have been insane.

FBI: We are down to the final two .. and I’m surprised. I really thought Neo was going to win this match. He was incredible tonight. Both earlier and then now.

Hanks: Its down to the newest member of Brawl, Natalie Young and the former FSW Champion Amis Shelton. One of these two will be our next Number One Contender for the Undisputed Championship

The medics are attending to Neo outside the ring, as Rob Garcia, Darian Gray and Keith Williams are all now half way down the ramp wanting to check on their ReV member

Amis and Natalie, both beaten, tired and bleeding circle each other. Neither wanting to make the first move. Natalie is looking to lead with her legs here as she keeps looking for an opportunity to use them on Amis

Natalie lunges at Amis but her pushes her to the side. Amis Shelton then loads the leg and connects with a vicious Roundhouse Kick to the back of the Natalie’s head, leaving her dazed. Amis quickly spins and connects with his elbow the to side of Natalie’s head, knocking her down to the mat

Hanks: Dream Eater!!!!

Amis grabs Natalie by the hair and gets her to her feet but Natalie is able to convert a DDT on Amis and both are now down on the mat

FBI: This match has been going on for a long time. They are both tired. Its going to take something special to pull off the win here

At that moment The ReVs rush back into the ring. Rob Garcia and Keith Williams grab Amis Shelton and hold him up as Neo grabs the barbed wire covered steel chair and holds it up to Amis’ face. As he winds up Darian Gray points to the rampway as Kendrick Kross, Xavier Reid, Nevaeh and Kyle Gautier are all on their way out

Hanks: These are a group of people who all hate the ReVs and they are here to keep them honest right now

Neo smiles and whispers something to Amis. The ReV’s then back out of the ring and exit through the stands

Natalie is trying to get back to her feet, while Amis is resting against the ropes. Natalie is stumbling towards Amis when Amis pulls out the SHINING WIZARD KICK!!!

Hanks: THAT CAME OUT OF NOWHERE!!!

Natalie is down for the count. Amis stumbles towards her and uses all the strength he has left to lift her up. He has her up on his shoulders as he stumbles to the ropes. He backs into the ropes and is trying to release Natalie but she is hanging onto him. So he runs forward and then slams backwards into the turnbuckle causing Natalie to loosen her hold. Amis then manages to get her legs over the top rope and then STUNNER!!!!!!!!!!!

Amis drops Natalie’s neck onto the ropes and propels her to the ground

ELIMINATED: Natalie Young by Amis Shelton

DING DING DING!!

Mystery Man: He did it! Amis Shelton DIT IT!

Dobrev: Winner and new Number One Contender for the EWC Undisputed Championship .. AMMMMMIISSSSSSSS SHELLLLLLLTONNNNNN!

The fans are going insane as Amis pulled off the incredible victory

Mystery Man: Amis Shelton, what a story this has been. He is now the Number One Contender

Amis can’t believe he’s won.



He is cut and bleeding as the medics attend to him, but he raises his arm in victory

FBI: This was an impressive win for Amis. What a showing for Natalie Young too. Her first match in the EWC and she goes the distance. She gets two eliminations on the night. Neo James Carner in the final 3, Robina Hood in the final 4. These are big big names folks and they showed us all what they are made of here tonight

[President Mac]

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TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
NO DQ MATCH
Rob Garcia & Darian Gray
Vs Moors Murders

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Mystery Man: Ladies and gentleman I don't think anyone will forget what we just witnessed. The crowning of the next Number One Contender to the Undisputed Title. So much talent in that Battle Royal from all four EWC brands, yet only one could walk away with the chance to challenge for the Undisputed Title next month. Congratulations go out to Amis Shelton. What a wonderful story that turned out to be for him!

Dobrev: The following match is for the EWC Tag Team Titles. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 510 pounds...representing the ReVenants! They are the team of Rob Garcia and Darian Gray…. DESTINED PERFECTION!

"If it bleeds, we can kill it."

After that bad ass opening from Predator,

"Paint It Black" by The Rolling Stone begins to play and the lights in the arena are snuffed out. Red lights on the stage blink on and off, on and off, showing the outline of three figures that make their way out from behind the curtains.

As the music picks up, the red lights start to blink more rapidly, and eventually the arena lights come back to life. Who are these three mystery men? The ReVenants! Garcia and Keith, Darian Gray, and Jeff Noon ! Jeff is posed in the middle of the three, back to the camera with his arms and clenched fists out to the side of his body, while the other two are leaned over towards him and both pointing at Jeff with their two index fingers. Garcia spins around, a big grin on his face as he points to his two partners in crime. The Big Bad Wolves all do some sort of wolf pack gesture to each other, touching the ends of their fingers together and then immediately drawing back to pose some more, taking in the reaction of the crowd. Some people love it, but most people seem to hate it and the obvious nature of their super cockiness.

The ReVenants make their way down to the ring, taunting the fans as they go, Darian crotch chopping in the general direction of his groin and yelling, "Suck it!", while Rob rushes at and flips off fans brave enough to try to act tough with him. Jeff pats his brothers on the back, proud of himself, them, and what they're accomplishing right now, at this very moment. Upon reaching ringside,Rob fakes out any fan foolish enough to think they can touch him or go for a high five, all the while laughing the entire time in their face. Darian enters the ring, grasping the top rope and pulling back on it, releasing it only to flex his muscles for the enjoyment of... Everyone! Jeff and Rob join him, the three posing together in the middle of the ring. To really make it feel special, several streams of red pyro go off behind them. Their entrance music ends, and they all stop posing, taking to their corner as they goof around pre-match.

Mystery Man: Rob Garcia and Darian Gray are looking to capture the Tag Team Gold for the ReVenants here at Stranglemania.

FBI: I have goosebumps I am so excited for to see Moors Murders versus ReVenants.

Hanks: Rob Garcia and Darian Gray are pumped to be getting their shot to take the Tag Titles home to their ReVenant brotheren.

‘The Saw is the Law’ by Whitechapel begins to play through the arena as red lights cover the crowd and smoke fills the stage.

As the lyrics begin, Harvey Yorke emerges from the smoke dressed in a black wool coat, Toni Gunn following close behind in her own red and black button-down. As Harvey drops to one knee and lets out a yell, Toni flips off the crowd with both hands, and we see just barely through the smoke the Kray Twins and Xander Healy stood behind the two of them.

Dobrev: From North Yorkshire, England, accompanied by Xander Healey and the Kray Twins, they are the team of Toni Gunn and Harvey Yorke…The EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS….The Moors Murders!

The duo march down the ramp, Harvey glaring at the crowd whilst Toni goes out of her way to verbally harass a select few fans. Harvey enters the ring first, jumping the ropes and landing with his arms held out at his sides. As he goes to the team’s corner, removing his coat, Toni enters the ring under the bottom rope. She mimics Harvey by holding her arms out to the sides, soaking in the ‘appreciation’ of the fans with a sinister smirk on her face. The Kray Twins and Xander settle down at ringside as Toni takes off her button-down, teases throwing it into the crowd, and then throws it down to her managers outside. The Moors Murders remain in their corner, discussing tactics and preparing for the match.

Mystery Man: The Moors Murders won the Tag Team Titles at last year’s Stranglemania. They have been a dangerous and dominant duo.

FBI: This might be my favorite match of the night. Doesn’t get any better than The Moors Murders versus any members of The ReVevnants.

Hanks: I expect mayhem to follow as Rob Garcia and Darian Gray will do anything in their power to win these EWC Tag Team Titles.

DING DING DING

As soon as the bell rings, Darian Gray charges at Harvey Yorke, but Yorke side-steps, taking Gray down with a Drop Toe Hold. Yorke pounces on Gray, setting in a Side Headlock. Gray manages to get to his feet, Yorke puts more and more pressure with each step toward his corner. When he gets a few steps from the corner, Gray manges to push Yorke off as Yorke was making an adjustment to apply to more pressure, Yorke catches himself in the corner, he turns as Gray comes charging in for a Jumping High Knee, but Yorke duck and Gunn connects with a straight punch to the face of Gray. The ref comes to warn Gunn, but as he does Gunn starts arguing with him, also distracting Gray, giving Yorke to sneak from behind from with a Low Blow on Gray. Gray drops to a knee, clutching his crown jewels.

Mystery Man: Gunn and Yorke showing early on they are not worried about getting their hands dirty in order to retain the EWC Tag Team Titles.

As soon as Yorke walks to the front of Gray, he delivers a kick to the head of Gray, knocking the big man to the mat. Yorke grabs the arms of Gray, laying them out above his head. Yorke then proceeds alternating a few stomps on each hand of Gray. As Gray spins on his back, trying to shake out the pain of his hands, Yorke walks down to the ankles of Gray, alternating stomps on each ankle. Yorke goes to grab the ankle of Gray, but Gray uses his powerful leg to push Yorke off, and back into Gunn, knocking Gunn off the apron. Gray charges, going for a Clothesline, but York ducks leaps, and attempts to take Gray down with a Crucifix pin, but the bigger Gray catches Yorke, spins around, and drives Yorke hard into the mat.

Gray turns and taunts Gunn as he reaches down to grab Yorke. He brings Yorke to his feet, then whips him into the corner. As Yorke hits the corner, Garcia drives his knee into the back of Yorke. Gray charges in and connects with a punishing Clothesline, Yorke staggers for a few steps before dropping to the mat. Gray tags Gracia, Gray grabs Yorke and yanks him to his feet as Garcia makes his way to the ring. Destined Perfection hook the arms of Yorke, lift, and hold him in the air for awhile until they come down with a Double Delayed Suplex. Yorke bounces off the mat, grabbing at his back, wincing in pain.

While the ref is faced away from Gunn’s corner, instructing Gray to get in his corner, Gunn, who just witnessed the of the Double Delayed Suplex, slides into the ring. Gray spots Gunn and tries to pointing her presence out to the ref, but he is not having any of it, focused on getting him out of the ring. This gives Gunn the chance to sneak up on Garcia and deliver a series of headbutts, stunning Garcia. Gunn drags Yorke to the corner. Then slaps her hands together to imitate a “TAG.”

Hanks: I have no love loss for the ReVenants, but Come On Ref, you have to be on top of that.

FBI: It’s not cheating if you don’t get caught Hanks. It’s not the ref’s fault the Moors Murders are too smart for him.

Gunn walks over to Garcia, she goes for a hard right but Garcia blocks it, steps into Gunn, wraps his arms around her, then takes her to the mat with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Garcia gets to his feet, sprints to the ropes, bounces on and off the ropes going for a Lionsault, but as he is about to make impact, Gunn gets her knees up. Garcia bounces off holding his gut. Gunn gets to her feet, bounces back first off the ropes, then comes down with a Leg Drop to the throat of Garcia. Gunn aggressively grabs Garcia, dragging him to his feet, then immediately sending him down to the mat with a Snap Suplex.

Gunn, now on her feet, again bounces off the ropes, this time close enough to her corner for Yorke to make the “Tag”. Gunn goes for another Knee Drop as Yorke makes his way into the ring, but Garcia rolls out of the way. Garcia gets up looking at Yorke, Garcia charges at Yorke but Yorke runs and slides under the Clothesline attempt. Garcia turns, charges again, but Gunn gets up at the same time, Yorke and Gunn step up and connect with a Double Dropkick. The ref finally gets on Gunn’s case to get out the ring. That is, until Yorke goes for the pin, the ref counts…

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Mystery Man: Sound, albeit dirty, teamwork by Moors Murders thus far, but it is going to take more than to defeat their formidable challenges, Destined Perfection.

Gunn and Yorke proceed to stomp on the downed Garcia, until the ref gets in Gunn’s face to leave the ring. Escorting her as she didn’t leave last time. Yorke has Garcia by the head, bringing him to his feet. But the ref being distracted by Gunn gives Gray the chance to head into the ring, comes from behind, spins Yorke around,scoops him up then sends him to the mat with a Fall Away Samoan Drop. Gray slaps his hands together indicating a tag as Garcia rolls out of the ring, and drops to the ground so the ref can’t see him. Gunn starts harassing the ref for his incompetence, inadvertently giving Garcia the chance to sneak to his corner. Gunn gives up her name calling as she watches Gray grab Yorke, drag him to his feet, then whip him into the ropes. Yorke bounces off, heading back to Gray, Gray grabs Yorke and drives him down hard with a Tilt A Whirl SideWalk Slam. Gray goes for the cover… the ref counts…

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Mystery Man: The ReVenants may have turned momentum in their favor with some underhanded tactics of their own.

FBI: This may be the greatest Tag Match ever. Moors Murders vs The ReVenants

Hanks: Maybe for the fans that enjoy the company of society’s underbelly.

At this time, Jeff Noon hops on the apron, yelling at the ref for his attention to complain about the cheating. He is threatening violence with Rob Garcia’s Undisputed Title in hand, winning the focus of the ref. Giving Garcia the chance to join the fold. Gunn, also distracted by Noon’s ridiculous antics, doesn’t see Garcia coming until the last minute, but she does in time to turn before Rob can do whatever he had planned. Rob pauses caught in the act, then he goes for another Belly to Belly but Gunn prevents this with a series of Headbutts, forcing Garcia to release his grip. Gunn is about to strike, but is spun around by Gray, Gray connects with a Backhand Chop then whips Gunn into the ropes. As Gunn bounces off the ropes, Garia gets to his feet joining Gray, the duo step up and connect with a Double Big Boot.

FBI: YES! BURGER KING FOOT LETTUCE! I Knew We’d SEE It!

Hanks: I feel bad for this ref, how could he be expected to keep order with two conniving teams like the ReVenants and Moors Murders?

Burger King Foot Lettuce prompts Noon to abruptly hop off the apron. The ref turns to see Garcia and Gray picking up Gunn, then charging to the ropes, and tossing her through them, Gunn crashing hard to the outside. Destines Perfection exchange a High-Five before heading back to Yorke. The ref is now getting in Garcia’s face to leave the ring. As the two ReVenants members argue with the ref, Yorke charges from behind, and connects with a Front Dropkick, with each foot pushing the Gray and Garcia into the ref.

Mystery Man: THE REF IS DOWN! Anything Can Happen Now!

Gray is the first to get to his feet, but as he turns to Yorke, he is met with an Pele Kick, knocking him to the mat. Garcia is now on his feet, grabs the shoulder of Yorke, spins him around, but Yorke counters with an Eye Poke. Yorke quickly grabs the right hand of Garcia, then proceeds to crack a few fingers, before Gray comes from behind with a Clubbing Forearm. Gray quickly spins Yorke around, picking him up into a Military Press. Gray takes a few steps to toward the corner, and tosses Yorke into the top turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes. The two ReVenants reps high five again. Gray points up to the corner. Garcia smirks then makes his way over and climbs to the top turnbuckle. As he is getting set up, Gunn comes out of nowhere with a chair, smashing Garcia in the head. Garcia is out, he keeps his grip of the ropes for a few seconds, before falling to his left, and down to the outside.

Gray is screaming at Gunn as she slides between the ropes. She runs at Gray, tosses the chair to him, Gray catches it, and Gunn straight punches the chair into the face of Gray.With the ref still down, the Moors Murders decide to just inflict some pain, and try to wear down the bigger, stronger Gray. Harvey Yorke locks in a Crossface ChickenWing with a Body Scissors, while Gunn locks in a Knee Bar. Gray is flailing, trying to think of a way to stop the pain. But he can’t, but after a few seconds, Jeff Noon sneaks into the ring, and grabs the chair, that is until he gets the attention of Toni Gunn.

Noon takes a few slow, cautious steps forward, enticing Gunn to storm to her feet. Fear covers Noon’s face as he turns and high tails it out of the ring. Only to find Gunn chasing him. Gunn follows him around the corner, Noon runs past a, getting to his feet Garcia, Gunn turns the corner, Garcia steps up, thrusting his knee into the gut of Gunn. Garcia goes behind Gunn, locks his arm under hers, and sends her crashing into the barricade with a Dragon Suplex.

Mystery Man: What an Impact! Gunn might be down for the count here thanks to that Dragon Suplex.

Hanks: Without a ref, these two teams are free to tear each other apart by any means necessary.

FBI: This is Sparta. Glorious. This is glorious I mean.

Meanwhile in the ring, the ref is starting to stir. Yorke, after using the ropes as leverage as he choked Gray with his foot, grabs the chair Gunn abandoned. He walks over to Gray and cracks Gray in the back. Yorke then sets up the chair, grabs Gray, brings him to his knees, then sets him up for the Ninth Symphony, he checks to make sure he has the right angle and distance to finish the move on the chair, but as he does, Gray manages to wriggle free, and counter with a Back Body Drop. Gray picks up the chair, he cocks back, but before he can swing, the ref is on his feet.

Gray stops, immediately throwing the chair out of the ring, denying it’s usage to the ref. The ref and Gray argue for a bit before the ref is forced to drop it without proof. Garcia is calling out for the tag. Gray grabs Yorke, he whips Yorke into the corner. As Gray heads to his corner, Yorke catches Garcia off guard with an Elbow. Yorke then charges at Gray, Gray goes for a hard right but Yorke counters it into a Crucifix Armbar.

Mystery Man: Illumination II. Gray is in for some serious pain right now.

Hanks: The ReVenants had the advantage, but as usual the Moors Murders find a way to turn a match back in their favor.

Gray is in obvious pain, luckily it doesn’t take long for Garcia to intercede with a few stomps to Yorke, forcing Yorke to release the hold. Outside the line, there is a distraction outside the ring, Noon was creeping toward Gunn with the Undisputed Title, until The Moors Murders entourage get in front of Tony, forcing a quick retreat by Noon. Gunn gets to her feet and makes her way back to her corner.

Hanks: I have a feeling that little interaction would have not ended well for Noon.

Meanwhile, Garcia is now the legal man. After a Double DDT, Garcia is on the top turnbuckle, he leaps, attempting a Frog Splash, but Yorke rolls out of the way at the last second. Both competitors are now down, the ref starts his count.

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Garcia gets close enough to reach out for Yorke, but he whiffs as Yorke makes the tag and drops to the mat. Garcia puts on the breaks, he turns his head to Gunn, and Gunn greets him with by spitting in his face. Garcia wipes at his face, disgusted. Gunn charges in the ring, wraps in the distracted Garcia, and connects with Lobotomy. Gunn makes the cover...the ref counts…

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Gunn wastes no time grabbing Garcia, and leaning him up into the corner, then proceeds to drive her knee into the face of Garcia a few times. As Gunn takes a few steps out of the corner, Garcia falls over. Gunn heads back to Garcia, she grabs Garcia,dragging the still dazed Garcia to his feet, while managing to lock in the Autoerotic Asphyxia.

Mystery Man: This could be it. Garcia was already a bit out of it, it shouldn’t be long now.

Garcia is losing consciousness, lucky for him, Gray has recovered and charges to break up the submission. As soon as he does, he is greeted by a series of kicks to the legs and torso by Yorke. Yorke stops and goes for a hard right, but it is blocked by Gray. Gray kicks Yorke in the gut, then sets him up for the Pumphande Oklahoma Stampede. Before he can finish the move, Yorke managed to slip out the back. Gray is about to charge, until the ref gets in his way, telling him and Yorke to get back to their respective corners. Gray acts like he is debrungingly heading back to the corner, but Yorke charges from behind, hitting a Dropkick, sending Gray into his corner. The ref gets on Yorke’s case, Yorke just throws his hands up before heading back to his corner. Meanwhile, Gunn has Garcia in the corner, delivering a series of kicks to the gut of Garcia. She tags Yorke, Yorke grabs Garcia, dragging him out of the corner, then he lifts Garcia and with the help of Gunn, they complete War of the Roses.

Mystery Man: Moors Murders displayed great teamwork with that Aided Gutbuster.

Yorke goes for the cover...the ref counts…

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Gray turns his attention back to the, now getting to her feet, Gunn. He charges, and delivers a devastating Brush with Excellence. Gray rolls Gunn out with his foot. As he turns back to Yorke and Garcia, the ref again is in his face, escorting him to his corner. Meanwhile, Rob Garcia blocked a hard right from Yorke, taking him down with a Clothesline with enough force, Yorke did a revolution before hitting the ground. Garcia walks over and makes the tag to Gray.

Gray points to the top turnbuckle, Garcia makes his way to the top as Gray walks over to Yorke. Gray picks up Yorke, holding him over his shoulder, walking toward his corner. When he gets within a good distance, he slams Yorke down with a Yokosuka Cutter. As soon as he makes impact, Garcia crouches down for leverage, leaps, and connects with a Flipping Leg Drop. Gray plops down on Yorke… the ref counts…

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DING DING DING

Dobrev: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. And NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...Rob Garcia, Darian Gray… DESSSSTINNNEDDDD PERRRRFECTTTIIIIIOOOONNNN!

Mystery Man: And with the move they are calling “In-N-Out”, the team of Rob Garcia and Darian Gray make the EWC history books. What an unbelievable win by these two ReVenant members. They ended the epic reign of The Moors Murders on the grandest stage of the year. This will be one they will never forget.

FBI: Nothing can be taken away from Moors Murders though. They are an epic team, and I imagine they will be getting a rematch very soon. This tag division is heating up once again, for the first time in a long time. What a shake up tonight. Every single Championship that was on the line tonight changed hands. I don't think that's ever happened before

Jeff Noon grabs the Tag Titles, and slams them into the chests of Garcia and Gray. The trio celebrate in ridiculous fashion as always as Moors Murders give them the death stare.

Mystery Man: We just witnessed some brutal tag team action here. But stay tuned, because coming up next we have the battle of the legends. Two of the greatest to ever grace the EWC ring are in action next when Xplode returns one last time to face Drake in Drake’s final match. Get your popcorn ready, the fireworks are about to go off, and it is going to be crazy in this arena when these two proverbial giants face off to settle the score once and for all.

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LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
Xplode
Vs Drake

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The fans cheer loudly as the camera pans around the ring. Joe Aiello from Monday Night Brawl has joined in for this match and Monday Night Brawl's own Jessica Stroup is now shown, standing at center ring in a glittering dress. She smiles as she raises a microphone.. and speaks.

Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a special one. It is the end of an era, an era that saw the EWC rise to heights never before seen in it’s glorious past … an era of domination in the industry like never before. Both competitors bring to this ring a history of excellence. For years, they gave their all in this ring … polar opposites of one another and yet … very much the same type of competitors.

Coming to the ring first, he is a man that needs no introduction, voted unanimously the most recognized name in the history of the sport. Upon entering the business, this man raised to a level that few could even consider a possibility. Despite what has been said recently Stroup glares towards the locker room this man has faced the best in the business, both in EWC’s past and at the present, and has come out on top 99% of the time. He is a former EWC Undisputed Champion. He was the first to be undefeated for over a year. He holds the EWC’s record as the longest reigning champion in history .. and he has represented the company on multiple occasions successfully in other federations. Voted one of professional wrestling's most dominant wrestlers over the last decade and universally considered the Greatest of All Time by the big 5 promotion alliance …

He is the Destroyer of Worlds

He is the Seeker of Pain….

He is…. a two time Undisputed Champion of the World….

Ladies and Gentlemen…. XPLODE!!!!

The lights dim down as the fans begin to cheer! The lights then switch to a dark crimson red hue, and a fog machine emits its contents, completely enshrouding the stage area. Musical instruments are tuned up, as if a live band is starting to play. Finally, the band begins to play, and we see Godsmack playing live from the corner of the stage!!!

Hanks: Ooooooh…. Check that out! Godsmack is playing! Classy!

FBI: We are witnessing a rare return to the ring by a man who many thought would never step into that ring again. This is a treat.

A large object slowly rolls out on to the stage. It’s a semi truck… with a large “X” emblazoned over the engine and cab area! Fire begins to erupt from the smoke stacks as “I stand alone” begins to play loudly!!! The fans really cheer loudly as the truck honks it’s horn loudly before driving down the ramp and towards the ring!!

FBI: HOLY SHIT!!! I LOVE IT!!!

The truck comes to a stop at ringside. Behind the cabin, the trailer begins to shake. Finally, the top of the trailer erupts…. and Xplode emerges from within! He looks ripped, his face full of determination! As his figure slowly rises up out of the trailer, he glances around the arena! The fans continue to cheer as he stands proudly! He then hops down on to the engine of the truck and then to ringside before heading into the ring! Xplode circles the ring for a moment, and the turnbuckles erupt in flames. He ascends a turnbuckle and raises both arms next, his face contorted as he roars loudly to the excitement of the fans!!!

Stroup: ….and his opponent.

The fans immediately stand up and scream, deafening all who are in the arena! The announcers try to speak but can not be heard as the crowd continues to yell their support for their hero as he is announced for one… final… match.

Stroup: …he is one of the the most successful competitors of all time with a 99% winning percentage. He holds the record for the longest undefeated streak in EWC history. This man is the only THREE time EWC Undisputed Champion. This man entered the business and shook the entire industry by capturing every-

“Bleed for Me” by Shinedown begins to play, interrupting Jessica Stroup! The fans stand up and lose their minds as Drake steps out on to the stage, his grey hoodie pulled tightly over his head! Reaching his hands out, he slaps the hands of the fans as he heads down the ramp and towards the ring!!

FBI: I guess Drake didn’t care much for introductions?

Aiello: Drake has never been about the fluff and stuff. He is a blue collar fighter, a man of the people…. it’s hard to accept that this will be his last match in the EWC… ever.

FBI: Drake has deserved far more recognition than he has received throughout his career. His name will be reflected upon for years to come as new talents rise up the ranks and strive to be… well… him?

Hanks: Hold on a second there! Drake is a great talent and champion, but it is yet to be decided if he is on the level of Xplode! This match tonight will solve the ultimate question. Who is TRULY the greatest of all time? Who is the gold standard to which the industry will reflect upon for years to come? This is the dream match …. this is it. Only one will claim the ultimate prize.

Aiello: Agreed. This is about more than title belts and year end rewards. This is about careers… legacies… this is about the EWC!

Stroup tries to speak once more but the fans override her with loud cheers! Drake enters the ring and glares at X, a smirk on his face. He unbuckles the EWC Undisputed Championship from around his waist and hands it to the referee, kissing it once before doing so.

FBI: …The fans really support Drake. The responses here is just amazing. This isn’t the main event? I am not so sure about that.

Hanks: Some would argue that it is. The entire industry is tuning in to this.. an end of an era.

Drake and Xplode stare at one another as the fans cheer loudly. X smirks and stretches, pulling on the ropes. Drake continues to glare at him, and then he adjusts his kneepad.

FBI: Woooow…. do you see that?!

Hanks: Drake …. there is heavy wraps on his knee? This could be a game changer.

FBI: You know that X sees it..

DING DING DING

The bell is rung. X and Drake circle one another for a moment. They then lock up! Xplode instantly takes the edge, driving Drake into the mat hard! The fans cheer loudly as X flexes, displaying his biceps! Drake smirks and slowly gets up, cautious. He is obviously favoring his knee.

X watches Drake and the two circle one another once more! They lock up! Drake immediately brings X in for a side headlock! X pulls out and shoves Drake back into the mat once again! This time with even more authority! Drake hits the mat, only to hold his knee! X sees this and backs away… talking to the referee..

The referee checks on Drake but he pushes him away, claiming that he is fine. Drake slowly gets up and adjusts his knee pad!

FBI: Xplode looks better than he has in years tonight! He is ripped! Drake needs to get to it quick and wear him down or this could be over fast!

Drake is back up and Xplode looks hesitant to lock up once more. Drake taunts him, yelling at him to “come on”! Xplode shakes his head and lunges at Drake. Drake sidesteps, and grapples X from behind! X shows his power, as he attempts to rip Drake’s hands apart!

Another counter brings Drake and Xplode to the mat as Drake duplexes X into the mat hard!! Both men spin over and rush back to their feet but Drake is quicker… using a leg sweep to bring Xplode back down to the mat hard!

Drake is on Xplode, mounting him! Hard fists drive into Xplode’s arms as he tries to knock out the Destroyer of Worlds!

Aiello: This is a last man standing match, folks! I expect this one to get nasty!

Drake continues to pound Xplode, refusing to let up! Finally, a fist catches Xplode on the jaw, snapping his head back with a sickening thud! The referee yanks Drake off of Xplode and begins to count…

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Shaking off the cobwebs, Xplode slowly gets up. He checks his eyes for swelling and slowly turns around..

MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE BY DRAKE!!!!

Drake leaps into the air and nails the Maximum Overdrive… sending Xplode face first into the mat! Drake rolls away once again as the ref counts..

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FBI: Drake is firing hard here tonight!! This is crazy!!

Hanks: Xplode may have been away from the ring for too long.

Xplode use the ropes to get back up as Drake stalks him. Drake grabs Xplode but Xplode drops to a knee and raises his arm, right into the groin of Drake!! Drake stumbles backwards, holding his crotch as the fans boo!!

Aiello: OUCH!!!! THATS A LOW BLOW!!!

Regaining himself, Xplode grabs Drake and lifts him into the air, nailing a backdrop! Quickly, Xplode brings Drake back to his feet and nails a thunderous spinebuster!! Xplode stomps Drake repeatedly…. then looks at the damage as Drake rolls in agony! Xplode looks at Drake’s knee…. walks over to it….. and drops a knee on to Drake’s extended leg!!!! Drake screams in horror! Xplode sees this, twists around… and applies a figure four leg lock!!!

Drake is in agony!!!!

Aiello: Xplode has found the knee…. this is terrible… someone stop this!!

Xplode continues to assault the knee relentlessly! Anchoring himself, he pulls back on the submission before finally letting go! Drake rolls on pain, his eyes bloodshot! X smirks as he slowly gets up and then rolls out of the ring.

FBI: What’s he doing now?!!

Grabbing a metal chair, Xplode folds it and turns to look at the ring, a sadistic smile on his face. Suddenly, Ruthann Parks emerges from the backstage area!!!

Aiello: WHAT’S THIS?!!! RUTHANN IS HERE!!!! WHAT IS SHE DOING?!!!

Ruthann rushes down to ringside and steps in front of Xplode! She pleads with Xplode to put the chair down, pointing towards the ring and asking for him to show mercy! The fans begin to chant: LET THE BLOOD FLOW!!! LET THE BLOOD FLOW!!!!

The fans cheer Ruthann on as Xplode looks at her, his face slowly shifting to a more calm nature. He nods his head…. but then is driven into the metal chair as Drake performs a baseball slide to the ringside area!!!

Hanks: DRAKE IS ON THE ATTACK!!!

Both Xplode and Drake are on the concrete floor, only Drake moving slowly! Ruthannn looks over both of them and then rushes to check on her husband! The referee begins to count….

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Rolling back into the ring, Drake breathes hard, still favoring his knee! Xplode is slowly getting up now, his eyes glossed over. Ruthann sees her husband. Frustrated that she asked for mercy only to be attacked, she helps Xplode to his feet and pushes him toward the ring! Xplode nods and slowly rolls in. Behind him, a metal chair is slid in as well. Ruthann rushes to the ring and begins to argue with the referee..

FBI: What’s this??!!! WAIT….

Drake walks over to Xplode and grabs him by the head. He pulls Xplode to his feet… only to be hit over the head with a metal chair!!!! The fans begin to boo loudly as Xplode tosses the chair out of the ring! Ruthann points at Drake and hops back down to ringside as the referee begins to count!!!

Aiello: OH COME ON!!!??!!!

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Aiello: LOOK AT THIS??!!! DRAKE IS BACK IN IT!!!

Shocked, Xplode rushes towards Drake and swings a hard fist! Drake ducks underneath, lifts Xplode up, shifts his weight, a nails a side buster slam!! Not letting go, Drake rolls Xplode over and brings him back to his feet! Drake lifts Xplode once again, drops him on his shoulder… and performs a spinning powerbomb! Xplode hits the mat hard as the fans go crazy!! Drake stands up but his knee finally gives up, sending him back down to his rear end in the corner of the ring! Xplode slowly rolls over, desperately trying to get up.

Aiello: Somehow… Drake has pulled out all the stops. He won’t give up. He can’t! He has shown the world why he is the Ultimate World Champion, a person of extreme character that has remained true to the positive side of the business despite what has been said and done to him. This is Drake at his very core… he could be any of us or all of us… and this is his story!

Xplode slowly rises to his feet! Drake begins to get up… stalking his prey. Using the ropes, he walks towards Xplode but his knee will not hold his weight! He falls forward, right into Xplode’s grasp! Xplode kicks him in the gut and hooks the arms…

FBI: THIS IS IT… THE DROP ZONE!!!!

Xplode yanks hard… but Drake slips free! Falling backward, Drake spins around and brings Xplode down to the mat in a small package!! Drake is not done however! Spinning again, he rolls into position and locks in…. THE MACHINE!!!! XPLODE SCREAMS IN AGONY AS DRAKE WRENCHES BACK!!!! THE SUBMISSION IS LOCKED IN!!!!

Aiello: DRAKE HAS HIS FINISHER LOCKED IN AND…. XPLODE IS TAPPING OUT!!!!

The fans scream loudly as Xplode taps repeatedly, begging to be released!

Hanks: THIS IS A LAST MAN STANDING MATCH THOUGH!!! SUBMISSIONS WON’T DO IT!!!

The referee shouts at Drake that he will need to let go of the hold! After a few moments longer, Drake releases him as Xplode screams in agony! Using the last of his energy, Drake gets into position. At Ringside, Ruthann slaps the mat and screams at her husband to get away!! Xplode, not willing to give up, fights to get back to his feet as he holds his collar bone! Ruthann points at Drake who is behind him…. waiting…

Stalking….

Crouching…..

Xplode turns around….

Drake, like so many times before in his career, performs the impossible as he lunges into the air! Grabbing Xplode by the head, he goes for the Maximum Overdrive!!

…but…

Hanks: OH MEH GOODNESS!!

FBI: HOW IN THE HELL??!!

Xplode catches Drake in mid air!! Walking across the mat, he picks Drake up and drives him HARD INTO THE MAT WITH CHOKESLAM!!! Drake lands on his back, his arms stretched out. He is exhausted! Xplode mounts Drake now and punches him… again… and again…. and again… each time blowing Drake’s face up more and more.

Aiello: I CAN’T WATCH!!

Xplode stumble backwards now, his chest heaving. He is exhausted. Lifting a middle finger, he begins to point it at Drake. Drake smiles, his bloody teeth reflecting back at Xplode. Planting his hand, Drake begins to rise once again as Xplode shakes his head in disbelief.

Drake is up… and he stumbles forward.

Xplode catches him and the two glare at one another. The arena goes completely silent as both men say nothing. For a moment, time stands still… all of the fight… the feuds…the story… it finally ends.

Xplode kicks Drake in the gut and then hooks the arms! Xplode then performs the Drop Zone with thunderous authority!!



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Aiello: OH MY GOODNESS … THE MATCH IS OVER!!! THE MATCH IS OVER!!!

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Ruthann slides into the ring and hugs her husband as Jessica Stroup speaks.

Stroup: Your winner … the legend himself .. the Destroyer of Worlds .. He is the Greatest of all time … XPLODE!!

Xplode’s theme song begins to play as he raises a fist in victory! The fans begin to blow and offer respect towards Xplode as he and Ruthann leave the ring. As they hit the ropes, Xplode looks over his shoulder and sees Drake slowly stirring.

Aiello: Oh come on.. he is down. Someone stop this?!

Xplode leaves Ruthann and slowly stumbles towards Drake. He offers…. a hand. Drake sees this and accepts it, and Xplode helps him to his feet!! The fans absolutely lose it… some crying and cheering for the love of the support!

FBI: I didn’t see this coming. Oh wow… look at them. The End of an Era. Much respect.

Aiello: Agree. There will never be another like them.

Xplode helps Drake out of the ring and both him and Ruthann take Drake’s arms. The three of them walk up the ramp and head to the stage. Drake looks over his shoulder and says “Thank You.” Xplode nods…. and they raise their hands one… last… time. Xplode and Ruthann both head towards the backstage area and out of sight. Still on the stage, Drake says nothing for a time. He then asks for a microphone and speaks..

Drake: This story ….. is over. Thank you.

Dropping the microphone, Drake heads backstage with a hard limp. The fans continue to cheer loudly and offer their support.

FBI: BOTH of those men … are very possibly the greatest to ever be in this sport. The EWC will never forget them … Thank you for putting on one hell of a show Xplode and Drake. You have my respect forever

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MAIN EVENT
EWC UNDISPUTED
CHAMPIONSHIP
KING OF THE MOUNTAIN MATCH

Morgan Darkwater
Vs Ace King
Vs Luke Wolfe
Vs Ruthann Hunter
Vs Magdalena Lockheart
Vs El Pablo

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Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentleman we just witnessed one hell of a match just now. Hall of Famer and EWC Legend, Xplode pulled off the incredible victory against Future Hall of Famer and 3x Undisputed Champion, Drake. What a career these two have had, and we are so lucky to have had them in our federation

FBI: I still personally cannot believe that this is the end of the road for those two. Xplode has had one hell of a long, fantastic career. While Drake was just getting started, but did more in a short period then most will even come close to doing in a full career 

Hanks: Now, its bittersweet that we look to the future. As Mac has always preached, and we heard about earlier tonight .. the EWC Respects its past and Embraces its future. We will never forget the amazing work Xplode and Drake have done for the EWC, both in our federation and outside, as they heavily promoted and recruited for us, and we are forever grateful to them and their amazing examples of excellence. 

Mystery Man: Next we will crown our newest King or Queen. The person who will step into the giant shoes left by Drake, and attempt to defeat 5 other people on their way to becoming the NEW EWC Undisputed Champion!

FBI: I don't give praise very often, but Xplode and Drake both set such fine examples of what it means to be the federations top Champion. Whoever wins this match tonight will need to continue what they started. Carry the Championship with pride, and keep it elevated above all else. They will need to lead by example, standout as different and be a loyal leader of the Locker Room

Mystery Man: Well put .. and it looks like this match is about to get started! Its hard to hold back the emotions of the Xplode/Drake finale, we respect the hell out of those two and now we look to embrace what the future has in store. Who will it be? Who will lead the EWC into the future? Will it be Darkwater? King? Wolfe? Hunter? Lockheart? El Pablo? Each thinks they are THE ONE .. but as they say, there can be only one .. and we are about to find out just who that is!

Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen… IT’S TIME… For your EWC STRANGLEMANIA MAIN EVENT! It is a King of the Mountain match to determine the NEW EWC UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!!

Mystery Man: The wrestlers are all here at ringside, ready to go. All we need is their introductions and this thing is gonna crazy.

FBI: What a night we have already seen, but you ain’t seen nothin yet.

Hanks: These men and women… they are going to burn this house down.

The official stands in the center of the ring, holding up the EWC Undisputed Championship in the air. The camera zooms in a gets a close up shot of it, as Nina Dobrev continues with introductions.

Dobrev: Introducing first in the corner to my left, from BRAWL representing the EWC International Championship… Captain Morgan DARKWATER!!! And introducing in the corner to my right, from Rampage representing the EWC United States Championship… ACE KING!!! Standing infront of me leaning on the ropes, from Rampage, former EWC X-Division Champion … LUKE WOLFE!!! In the left corner to my front, from Brawl the former EWC Television Champion … Ruthan “Ruthless Aggression” Hunter!!! In the far right corner to my front from FSW, the former FSW Champion … MAGDALINA LOCKHEART!!! And finally sitting on top of the ladder outside the ring, from Prime, the former Indy Champion … EL PABLO!!! Ladies and Gentlemen THESE are your TOP contenders for the Undisputed Championship, let… King of the Mountain begin!!!

Nina Dobrev steps out of the ring, as does the official holding the title, and the ref in the ring signals for the bell!!!

DING! DING! DING! 

Mystery Man: AND… HERE… WE… GO!!!

El Pablo LEAPS off the top of the ladder that he was sitting on during introductions and catches Ace King with a Frankenstiener as he falls catching King completely off guard! Darkwater and Ruthless come at each other from their corners and Ruthan goes for a clothsline on the big man, but he hardly moves. She hits the ropes and tries again, but again to no avail. She hits the ropes one more time, but this time the Captain grabs her by the throat and lifts her into the air! Ruthless though uses her feet to push herself away from the pirate, but Morgan doesn’t loosen his grip, but when Ruthless swings back she drives both feet directly into the face of the big man sending him stumbling backwards, and Ruthless uses that momentum to send them both tumbling over the top rope, down to the floor!

Following El Pablo’s surprise Frankenstiener to Ace, he got up and took a tumble out of the ring, and FSW’s Lockheart came sprinting across the ring, and nailed El Pablo with a speeding dropkick to the face, the moment he turns his head and he falls over the top rope as well!!! This leaves only Lockheart and Wolfe in the ring. Wolfe hasn’t moved a muscle from his leisurely standing position leaning on the ropes with his legs crossed since the bell rang. Seemingly just watching the action. But, Lockheart turns and locks eyes with Atlanta’s own Luke Wolfe and she waves for him to bring it! Wolfe slowly stands up and walks to the middle of the ring, meeting Lockheart there. The two exchange words… It’s clearly nothing nice… and they tie up in the middle of the ring, while action is taking place all outside the ring.

Hanks: What a start to this match, the action has spilled out everywhere!!!

Ace King and El Pablo have locked up outside the ring, Ace now getting a bit of retribution as he takes El Pablo and throws him into the ladder knocking it over and sending the Prime champion through it tumbling into the guard rail and then slamming his face down on it. Ruthless and Captain are on the far side of the ring, and she is attempting to keep the momentum in her favor using speed against the much larger captain. She runs, jumps and leaps off the steel steps crashing into Morgan! But he catches her in a bear hug, and then brings her and viciously slams her into the steel turnbuckle post! While all this is going on Lockheart and Wolfe have just tied up in the middle of the ring, Lockheart slides Wolfe into a headlock, and Wolfe shove her off!

She hits the ropes, and bounces back, Wolfe leapfrogs over and as she bounces off the other side she comes back toward him and Wolfe bounces springboarding off the middle rope flipping backwards grabbing her mid run, and drops her down with the reverse DDT, executing the Messiah DDT!!! The crowd ERUPTS for the signature move from the hometown hero! But as soon as he stands up he is nailed by a missile dropkick from his frenemey Ace King coming off the top rope! Ace pops up to one knee, as Wolfe crashes to the mat!

Mystery Man: Wolfe and King had a pretty decent friendship going but there are no friends in war, and this is the biggest prize in all of sports.

Hanks: I’m sure everyone in this match knows that, only one person can walk out the champion.

FBI: These champions and former champions have all been through so much already tonight. All of them devastated in their earlier matches beyond belief. It’s a testament to each of them that they are in the ring again tonight.

Ace goes for a pin on Wolfe!

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Hanks: Ha… It burns Luke so bad that Ace has a pinfall victory over him, just a qualifying pin or not I don’t think there is any way aside from knocking him out cold that Ace will pin Luke tonight on the biggest stage of all!

Wolfe rolls out of the ring fallowing kicking out, and Lockheart is getting back up, stepping back into the ring is Captain Darkwater as well. The three look at each other and Lockheart and Ace go after the big man together! They manage to back him up into the turnbuckle, but after a few blows Captain shoves them both off him! They both get back up, but Darkwater comes at them and levels BOTH of them with a double clothsline from Hell! Darkwater goes for a cover on King, hoping to qualify!

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Mystery Man: It doesn’t matter who you are, you want the least amount of people to qualify as possible breaking up that pin was a smart move!

El Pablo wastes no time on the big man, he knows he needs to keep moving! He hits the ropes and nails a dropkick to the knee to the Captain! He hits the ropes once more and then hits his finisher TASTE THE RAINBOW!!! He goes for the cover!!!

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Mystery Man: I don’t believe it! El Pablo took down the big man and is the first to qualify to hang the title!

Dobrev: El Pablo is now eligible to hang the title! Captain Darkwater must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box!

El Pablo wastes no time at all running outside to grab the ladder, but he no more then shoves it under the bottom rope when he is caught by Luke Wolfe coming by and locking in a leaping Triangle Choke Submission!!!

Mystery Man: You can’t qualify outside the ring!!!

Wolfe has it locked in tight and isn’t releasing, El Pablo taps out and Luke lets go thinking he has qualified! He rolls in the ring grabbing the ladder, but the ref stops Wolfe waving it off, shouting that he can’t qualify on the outside of the ring! Luke rolls his eyes in frustration and heads over to Lockheart and King who are starting to wake up getting off the mat! Ruthless Aggression comes leaping off the top rope looking for a dropkick similar to what Ace did earlier but this time Luke sees it coming and he grabs her as some comes at him and drops her with a powerbomb!!! He drops and hooks her leg looking to qualify!

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Luke rolls over and sees that it was Ace who broke up the pin, and the two lock eyes and neither man looks to be very impressed with the other.

Mystery Man: Uh-Oh… this friendship might be over.

FBI: Luke did say he was looking to finally get past Ace… It still burns him that Ace has always had his number.

The two slowly stand up staring each other down. Neither of them says a word to each other, when Magdalena Lockheart comes at them and they double clothsline her to the ground!

Hanks: Maybe there still is a little teamwork in them after all…

Darkwater’s time in the penalty box is almost up as the crowd counts down…

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Darkwater is let out of the cage and he slowly steps up on the apron and over the top rope. Ace and Luke seem to be working together now, looking much like the tag team we saw them as a couple weeks ago on Rampage! They nod to each other and Luke hits the ropes, and at the last second Ace drops to his hands and knees and Luke springs off of him, and at the Captain who catches Luke mid air and with no wasted motion launches him over his head and out of the ring! Luke lands feet first ontop of the penalty box! King is standing toe to toe with the big man in the middle of the ring.

Both Darkwater and King are completely oblivious to Luke standing ontop of the box. Luke looks like he is about to jump off to hit Darkwater from behind when El Pablo jumps off the corner turnbuckle and lands ontop of the box as well!!! Luke and El Pablo look at each other, Luke almost stunned at the feat that El Pablo just accomplished. But without warning the two start delivering, vicious left and rights to each other!!! El Pablo gets the upper hand and El Pablo throws Wolfe from the top of the cage sending him flipping down back into the ring, and as he falls through the air he is caught by Ruthless Aggression mid air and she nails the RUTH AWAKENING!!! She quickly makes the cover!

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Dobrev: Ruthless Aggression is now qualified to hang the title, Luke Wolfe must spend 2 minutes in the penalty box!

El Pablo Moonsaults back into the ring, and lands on a standing up Ruthless!!! They roll through and El Pablo rolls through and hooks her leg for the cover! Ruthless kicks her free leg trying to get free!

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Hanks: What was the point of that??? El Pablo already qualified?

FBI: Um… More people in the penalty box means less people in the ring, not only that but Ruthless just qualified!

Dobrev: Ruthless Aggression must spend two minutes in the penalty box!

Mystery Man: And she has to spend two minutes in the penalty box with Luke Wolfe the man she just pinned to qualify…

Luke already in the cage, is slumped over in a crouched position, but when they open the door and Ruthless has to walk inside he gets to his feet, and becomes furious and starts to deliver blow after blow to Ruthan! Before they even lock the penalty box shut Luke SLAMS Ruthan’s head in the door!

“OHHHHHHHHH!!!”

They lock the door, and the two continue to battle back and forth inside the cage as it shakes with them inside it. This whole time Ace King and Captain Morgan have been going at it. King besting the big man with moving and shaking. As the captain stumbles to his feet we see Ace walk up the turnbuckle and leap in a twisting motion grabbing the captain and delivering a tornado DDT! The captain quickly tries to recover getting to his hands and knees and just as he gets to one knee Lockheart comes across the ring and delivers THE LACRIMOSA!!! She goes for the cover!

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All this time El Pablo has set up the ladder in the middle of the ring, he runs over and asks the official on the outside for the belt, and it is given to him! Ace and Lockheart tie up, and she delivers a series of knee strikes to Ace King! Ace drops to one knee and Lockheart hits the ropes again looking for the Lacrimosa… but Ace gets up at the last minute and grabs her and delivers the BLACKJACK BOMB! He was going to go for the cover but he looks up and sees El Pablo has nearly hung the belt! Ace quickly grabs the otherside of the ladder and pushes it over backwards! And El Pablo crotches himself on the top rope! Dropping the belt on the outside, the official goes and grabs it! Quickly Ace tries to qualify and capitalize on his blackjack bomb, cover!

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Mystery Man: Ohhhh! Too much time wasted!

King rolls over slamming his hand on the mat in frustration, the clock starts to count down for Ruthless and Wolfe who are still battling it out inside the penalty box!

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The officials open the door and Wolfe throws Ruthless out of the box! She stumbles out but quckly turns around and the two continue to battle it out on the outside! Back inside the ring, Captain is back on his feet, Lockheart is starting to move, and Ace turns around right into the big man who Immediately sets him up for the SKULL’N’CROSSBONES!!!

Mystery Man: Don’t forget, these two men had something of an alliance too…

Hanks: And like you said, there are no friends when it comes to war!

Captain Darkwater drives Ace down onto the mat and makes the cover!

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FBI: Ace King appears to be completely out of it!

Dobrev: Captain Morgan Darkwater is now qualified to Hang the Title… Ace King must spend 2 minutes inside the penalty box!

Darkwater looking to now be on a mission sets up the ladder, and goes over and demands the title from the official! He takes it and seemingly easily climbs the ladder, it looks like he is going to get an easy win when Magdalena Lockheart jumps off the top rope and dropkicks Darkwater off the ladder! The captain drops his throat on the top rope and falls down to his back! Magdalena hits the ropes! Comes back and again delivers the LACRIMOSA!!! She goes for the cover!

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Hanks: She just pinned the big man!

Mystery Man what a lucky break for the captain to throat himself on the top rope right into the Lacrimosa! Absolutely devastating!

Dobrev: Magdalena Lockheart is now qualified to hang the title, Captain Darkwater must spend two minutes inside the penalty box!

FBI: Ace King still has about a minute to go inside the box, I wonder what is going to happen when the big man gets in there.

Hanks: Are they both gonna fit in there together?

Mystery Man: I’m sure they’ll fit.

On the outside, Wolfe and Ruthless are still battling! Ruthless takes Wolfe and sends him shoulder first into the steel steps! He hits them with a CRASH! As Luke falls to the floor, Ruthless sees another ladder and slides it in the ring under the bottom rope.

Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentlemen… Just to recap, Everyone in the match has qualified to hang the belt OTHER than Luke Wolfe!

Hanks: He is still trying to find his way into the second level of the match!

Lockheart now has the title and is climbing the first ladder to try to hang the title, when El Pablo springboards off the top rope and lands on the other side of the ladder! They meet at the top and start to exchange blows! Lockheart hangs the Undisputed Title on her shoulder so she can grapple it out with El Pablo! Ruthless Aggression sets up a second ladder and starts to make her way to the top! She meets El Pablo and Lockheart at the top of her ladder and delivers a meeting of the minds!

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Mystery Man: And Ace King is out of the penalty box!

Hanks: Darkwater still has about a minute.

FBI: I didn’t see them fighting in there did you?

Hanks: I can’t say I did.

Ace looks up and sees the three of them battling it out uptop in the ring. He goes and grabs another ladder from ringside!

Mystery Man: Gotta get another ladder there’s no room for him up there.

Ace slides the ladder in the ring, and sets it up. He makes his way to the top, and rather than brawling with the three he tries to pry away the belt from Lockheart, who isn’t giving it up easy!

FBI: Ladies and Gentlemen that is what the Undisputed Title means, we have FOUR wrestlers on ladders above the ring, putting their bodies on the line to try and hang that title up there.

Hanks: And believe me it’s a lot harder than it looks.

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Mystery Man: And Captain Morgain is out!!!

Morgan quickly rolls in the ring, and walks over and grabs the ladder that El Pablo and Lockheart were fighting at the top of, in a tremendous show of strength he lifts the ladder up and walks it across the ring and tosses both competitors AND the ladder outside to the arena floor below!!!

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

“HOLY SHIT!!!”

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In the scuffle Ace falls to the outside as well as he was tied up with Lockheart, his ladder falls leaning on the ladder that Ruthless Aggression is standing on. Out of nowhere Luke Wolfe pops up runs up the ladder and leaps at Ruthless as if he were going for a flying head scissors, but he holds on and they tumble to the ground and Luke locks in the Triangle Choke to Ruthless Aggression! The crowd ERUPTS as it looks like there hometown boy is about to finally qualify when Captain Darkwater comes over and stomps on the submission just as it looked like Ruthless was about to tap… Furious Luke stands up and looks at the much larger captain Darkwater. He spouts off in anger when suddenly Darkwater grabs Wolfe by the throat and throws him into the corner and begins to deliver body punches! Luke executes a standing switch and delivers some punches of his own to the skull of the Captain! Dazed Captain leans in the corner as Luke sprints to the otherside of the ring spins on a dime and NAILS a speeding dropkick to the face of Darkwater!!! He stumbles out of the corner to a waiting Luke Wolfe who hooks him to lift him in the air…

Hanks: No way… There is no way he is getting the big man up in the Doomsday Drop…

Luke SCREAMS echoes through the arena as he hoists the big man up for only a moment, unable to stall but then twists and drops him down in the DOOMSDAY DROP!!!

Mystery Man: I don’t believe it! He got it!!!

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Mystery Man: And Luke Wolfe is STILL trying to find his way into the second level of King of the Mountain.

Wolfe rises up to his knees with an exhausted look on his face, and falls backwards. Meanwhile, Ruthless goes and get’s the title from the ref, steadying back her ladder and begins her climb. Luke rolls over and pulls himself up with the ladder and starts to slowly climb up the other side! As Ruthless gets to the top she reaches up and tries to hang the title just as Luke gets there and punches her in the mid section! Ruthless drops the title on the mat and it just happens to land on the stomach of Darkwater who is starting to stir… he grabs the title as he starts to turn over. Luke grabs Ruthless and he hooks her! Hoists her into the air, lifting her over the top of the ladder and rather than bring her down with a suplex he turns it mid air and drops down in the DOOMSDAY DROP!!! Both Wolfe and Ruthless are motionless as the ref counts!

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Dobrev: Luke Wolfe is now eligible to win the match;Ruthless Aggression must spend 2 min inside the penalty box!

Mystery Man: Listen to this hometown crowd ERUPT for the hometown Luke Wolfe!

Hanks: That’s it! Everyone is now Eligible!

Wolfe is still motionless laying ontop of Ruthless as the ref tries to revive him so that Ruthless can head to the penalty box, but it’s not needed because Darkwater walks over and grabs Luke by the back of the neck and pulls him off of Ruthless! The officials roll her out of the ring, as Darkwater throws Wolfe back first onto the ladder and it falls down Luke coming crashing down with it! Wolfe’s eyes wince in pain as Darkwater looks down at him with the title belt in his hand. He again grabs Wolfe lifting him into the air with the hangman’s noose! He walks him over to the ropes and tosses him to the outside over the top rope with ease! Darkwater sets up the ladder once more as Ace King rolls in the ring! Darkwater and King lock eyes for a moment, and then exchange words.

Mystery Man: Makes you wonder what kind of deal they made inside that penalty box…

El Pablo and Lockheart roll in the ring, and suddenly it looks to be three on one! Captain looks at all three of them and just nods and says… “Okay” The three of them come at him and he delivers a left hook to Ace that knocks him to the ground! He turns to Lockheart and ties up with her, but El Pablo nails the big man in the back of the knee with a hard kick! King is back to his feet and comes at the Captain but he grabs him by the throat! He also has Lockheart by the throat with El Pablo pours something into his hand… El Pablo taps him on the shoulder and the Captain turns his head and looks at El Pablo when he delivers THE FACE PAINTER!!!

Hanks: SKITTLES!!!

The crowd ERUPTS for the Face Painter! The captain releases both Lockheart and King, Lockheart heads to the top rope and King grabs Captain Darkwater as he gets to his feet and tries to makes sense of everything and King nails the HIGH ROLLER!!! Lockheart leaps off the top rope as the Captain rolls to his hands and knees… FINAL HEAVEN! And suddenly from the outside Luke Wolfe springboards off the top rope with a 450 splash!

Hanks: You think that will keep the big man down?

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Dobrev: Captain Darkwater has to spend 2 min in the penalty box!

Hanks: Well you have to believe that that team work is over!

FBI: Clearly the idea was to get Darkwater out of the match, his bohemoth strength is just too much! But now we have four wrestlers in the ring who want to hang that belt, and Ruthless Aggression who has one more minute in the cage!

Wolfe has hold of the title belt, but he lays on the canvas exhausted. Ace grabs the belt and easily pulls it away from Wolfe who clearly has nearly nothing left in the tank. El Pablo grabs the other end of the belt from Ace, and the two look at each other with El Pablo shaking his head no. He signals that he is going to be the one to hang the belt, and Ace Drops the belt and gives Pablo a kick to the mid section! He picks him up… Lockheart picks up the title belt… and Ace Delivers the BLACKJACK BOMB!!! Pablo is out cold and Ace shoves him out of the ring. He turns and sees Luke practically sleeping on the ground and Lockheart climbing the ladder with the belt! Ace climbs the other side of the ladder, and the two are nearly at the top! Suddenly a second ladder comes into view of the camera as it stands up.

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Hanks: Ruthless Aggression is out of the box!

The camera turns to see Ruthless Aggression out cold sitting in the Box. The captain pays no attention to her as he stands with his hands on his knees watching helplessly as Ace and Lockheart make it to the top of the ladder. The officials try to revive Ruthan but she doesn’t move. Not knowing what to do, they close the box back up to make sure Darkwater stays inside.

Mystery Man: Darkwater has one more minute to wait.

Hanks: Even the big man is clearly tired, every one of these wrestlers is running on fumes.

The camera backs out and Luke Wolfe has set up a second ladder! Leaning it against the standing ladder… The crowd ROARS as Luke has picked himself up and made it back into the match! Luke manages to pull himself up the ladder as Ace and Lockheart are at the top fighting over the title belt! Making it to the top, the crowd is losing their minds as the three battle it out!

“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”

“THIS IS AWESOME!!!”

“THIS IS AWESEOME!!!”

All three are fighting over the belt!

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FBI: And Darkwater is out of the cage!

Hanks: Ruthless looks like she is finally starting to wake up…

Darkwater rolls in the ring, moving a bit slower than normal. The match clearly taking it’s toll on him as well. He walks up behind Lockheart and brings her down hard with a monstrous powerbomb!!! Lockhearts head bounces off the mat, and she appears to be knocked out! She brought the belt down with her and Morgan picks up the belt, and both Luke and Ace look down at the Captain who has the belt firmly in his grasp. He raises the belt above his head and the crowd pops!!! He walks over to the ladder and begins climbing up while Ace waits for him and Luke lays on his belly on his ladder. Ace and Darkwater exchange words with each other, and then begin exchanging blows! Neither man is budging, and then begin a tug of war over the belt! Luke reaches his hands in between them…

Mystery Man: BURN NOTICE!!!

Luke Wolfe ignites a fireball in between the faces of Darkwater and King!!! They both fall off the ladder grabbing their faces!!! The belt by happenstance falls ring in front of the face of Luke Wolfe on is ladder! Wolfe looks almost confused, as he slowly reaches down and grabs the belt.

Hanks: Do it!

Mystery Man: Everyone is down!

Luke looks out into the crowd as his hometown fans are on their feet!!! Slowly, with every ounce of energy he has left. Luke grabs the belt and crawls over to the ladder standing straight up. He takes a seat ontop of the ladder, he looks up, reaches up and grabs the hook and hangs it!!!

DING! DING! DING!!!

Luke looks down at the ground with his head hanging, clearly exhausted.

Mystery Man: In his home town of Atlanta! Luke Wolfe has finally achieved his dream of climbing back up the mountain! Tonight! Luke Wolfe proved that he is definitely the UNDISPUTED champion!

“Invincible” by Skillet hits and the crowd goes nuts!!!

“ME-SS-IAH!!!”

“ME-SS-IAH!!!”

“ME-SS-IAH!!!”

Luke looks back up at the belt hanging above his head, and reaches up and grabs it! He holds it above his head and the crowd goes nuts!!!

Hanging it on his shoulder, he steps down slowly off the ladder and then falls to his knees. He hunches over placing his forehead on the title belt!

Hanks: Ultimate X! King of the Mountain! Luke Wolfe spoke on and on about the strength of the human spirit, and I feel like tonight he gave a perfect example of that! What a story .. he lost his X-Division Championship earlier tonight, but her overcame adversity and pulled off an amazing win here tonight

Pyro goes off in the rafters! As the crowd is on their feet for their hometown hero!!!

Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen… Here is your winner… and NEW!!!!

“YES!!!”

“YES!!!”

“YES!!!”

Dobrev: EWC UNDISPUTED HEAVYWIEGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD… The Messiah… LUKE WOLFE!!!

Luke gets to his feet and throws his fist in the air holding the belt as he hears his name announced!!! The official raising his hand in victory!

Mystery Man: What an amazing night!!! This on the grandest night of them all! On the night that Luke Wolfe calls Purge Night…

Hanks: He purged like he never had before… Jut like he said he would.

FBI: And we saw the return of his wife Annabelle!!! The Wolfe’s are reunited, and we have NEW Undisputed Champion of the World!

Mystery Man: Tonight will go down in history folks .. we have SIX yes SIX new Champions tonight. I don't think that's ever happened in the history of the EWC. Every match was stellar, every performance was next level. Tonight was truly a night of opportunity. We Respect the Past as we bid farewell to two of the greatest of all time, and We Embrace The Future as we crowned 6 new Champions here tonight. What a night. 

Hanks: Only Ace King and Morgan Darkwater leave here tonight with the same titles they came in with .. every other Championship changed hands. This Main Event certainly delivered too. Those six deserved to be in that match but only one can win it all, and tonight it was Luke Wolfe

Mystery Man: On behalf of everyone EWC, we thank you for tuning in, in what will go down as the GREATEST STRANGLEMANIA IN HISTORY! Good night everyone!