FNR #431 -LOUISIANA - 4/27/2018

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE

EPISODE 431
APRIL 27, 2018

Live from THE RIVER CENTER IN BATON ROUGE, LOUISIANA

EWC RAMPAGE

APRIL 27, 2018

Live From The RIVER CENTER IN BATON ROUGE, LOUISIANA

Commentators: El Chupacabra & Jesse Payne

Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui

Head Ref: Silas McKay

Backstage Help: Ace Heart

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"The Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson blasts in the arena as the show starts off with video footage detailing historic events that have taken place on Friday Night Rampage. Images of previous Champions are shown, starting with Chupacabra then moving onto Cameron Hayden, Michael Saint, Shadow Man, Level One and James Chambers. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Blade, Ebon, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, Kid Cactus, Kid Cannabis, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray and then explodes into Sedition members Gladiator and then The Rev, before switching to recent time with Olivia Saint and Gabreal Martin, Maggie Lockheart and Ace King, before ending with the EWC Tag Team Champions Moors Murders and the EWC Undisputed World Champion Luke Wolfe.

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The camera pans around showing the excited crowd jumping for joy in anticipation for the beginning of the show.

The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans holding up their signs.

"AMIS SHELTON"

"BRAWL BLOWS"

"ACE KING"

"LUKE WOLFE"

"BISHOP CHURCH"

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The feed cuts backstage to Michael Saint’s office. Saint is seen sitting behind his desk going over paperwork when there’s a knock on his door. Saint tells the person to enter and the camera pans around to catch the United States Champion Ace King walking through the door. The Louisiana crowd cheers when they first catch sight of King, he strolls over casually and shakes Saint’s hand before having a seat at his desk.

Ace King: Is that-

Michael Saint: Mhmm.

Ace King: Ahh. Very good.

King lowers the US title belt from his shoulder to his lap. He leans over to see a US Title match contract, now fully drawn up and with Michael Saint’s signature on it.

Ace King: I appreciate it.

Michael Saint: Hey, don’t mention it. Now all you need is an opponent.

Ace King: I meant every word that I said, you know. I fully plan on going into, and walking out of, Hardcore Revolution as the United States Champion. But not just the US Champ, the best US Champ in EWC history.

Saint nods his head. He folds his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair.

Michael Saint: You’ve already come a long way in proving that. But you’re going to have to keep it up if you want to get anywhere close to being called the “best in history”. Keep doing your job and I’m sure you’ll be in contention for it eventually.

Ace King: Well that all starts with Hardcore Revolution. I don’t know who is going to man up be the next person to fall, but whoever they are, they’re gonna have one hell of a fight on their hands. I don’t plan on losing this championship for a long time. Speaking of which, did anyone step forward yet or…?

Saint shakes his head no.

Ace King: Hmm.

Michael Saint: I guess you must have the boys thinking twice about their chances.

?: The boys maybe…

A unexpected, feminine voice startles the two men. Saint looks up and King turns his head to see “The Future” Magdalena Lockheart strides into the room with a smile on her face.

Magdalena Lockheart: ...but not all of us are boys now, are we?

Ace King stands and goes face-to-face with Lockheart.

Ace King: To what do I owe the pleasure, Miss Lockheart?

Maggie lowers her gaze for a moment. She glides her fingers through her hair, toying with it for just a moment. She saunters around King and places her hands down on oak top of Saint’s desk. King smirks, feeling ignored by the girl.

Magdalena Lockheart: Oh Ace, isn’t it obvious? You told Mister Saint here two weeks ago that he could throw anyone your way and you’d accept the challenge… I do hope that you meant it literally.

Lockheart reaches forward and pulls the United States Championship match contract towards her to look at. King walks up behind Lockheart, looking over her shoulder as she scans the document.

Magdalena Lockheart: Anyone got a pen?

King places his hands on his hips.

Ace King: You? Little Maggie Lockheart? You must be joking.

Michael Saint: I have a pen right here, actually.

Saint moves his pen towards Lockheart. She eyes up the pen for a moment before snatching it up. She presses the end of the pen against her lips as she thinks about the prospect of signing the contract. She appears as though she’s about to sign when she lets out a deep sigh. She turns towards Ace to go face-to-face a second time.

Magdalena Lockheart: Best US champ of all time, huh?

Ace King confidently nods.

Magdalena Lockheart: ...and you really want to do this?

Ace King: I think I made my intentions perfectly clear.

Lockheart looks up into King’s eyes. She sees that King is fully confident.

Magdalena Lockheart: Hmm… okay.

Lockheart turns back to the desk and quickly signs her name on the dotted line. The Rampage crowd cheers loudly as it seems like the match is now set for Hardcore Revolution. Lockheart smiles and turns her attention back towards King.

Magdalena Lockheart: You know, just between you and me, I think you already are the best United States Champion in EWC History. But if it’s a challenge you need, then it’s a challenge I’ll be more than happy to provide.

Ace King: Bring the best you’ve got. I can assure you now that it’s not going to be enough.

Lockheart smiles as she looks up into King’s eyes. She chews on the end of Saint’s pen almost seductively. She nods her head and bats her eyelashes up at King.

Magdalena Lockheart: I see. Good luck to you, Mister King.

Lockheart smirks and turns her attention toward Saint still sitting behind his desk.

Magdalena Lockheart: ...I promise I won’t let you down.

Michael Saint: Sure. No problem. Now can I have my pen back please?

Lockheart smirks and shakes her head. She turns back towards King.

Magdalena Lockheart: No…

She taps King in the center of his chest with the end of the pen.

Magdalena Lockheart: Kinda sucks when someone just takes the thing that you think belongs to you. Right Ace?

The smirking challenger saunters around King and takes a bow before heading out into the hallway.

Michael Saint: But that’s my pen though.

The crowd laughs.

Ace King: Aww geez Saint, look at what you made her do.

Michael Saint: Me?

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The screen is dark and only a grainy flicker cues the audience that the video is still rolling. Gradually, the camera adjusts to the no-light and vague dark shapes take form in the shadows. Then the shadows start moving, a light clicks on overhead, and the unfamiliar painted face of Jai Savage enters the frame in a dimly lit backstage room.

He centers himself in front of the camera, leans in, and begins speaking. His voice is low and weathered, carrying an ever-present intensity even in those quiet moments. The words roll off his tongue with a natural ebb and flow.

Jai: Si vis pacem para bellum. If you want peace, prepare for war. For the longest time I thought I understood what that meant. Whether I was some punk kid packing a knife in case I got jumped, or whether I was out in the sandbox with a rifle in my hand looking at every farmer and goat-herder as a potential enemy, I thought I understood the concept of wanting peace but being prepared for war. I was more than prepared. I fought that war. For ten years I fought that fuckin' war with the understanding that once I got out, once I got home, that peace I wanted so badly would be waiting there for me with open arms.

Jai pauses, inhaling a deep controlled breath. He doesn't look at the camera, instead staring off into the middle distance while some open wound of a memory festers and he tries to dull the pain. He shakes his head slowly, then stares back into the lens. The bitterness in his voice builds syllable by syllable.

Jai: It wasn't. The only thing waiting for me was a world that didn't have a place for guys like me. A world that promised normalcy and offered sleepless nights and mind-numbing days and no job that wanted a guy whose only skill was destroying other people. They spent all that time and all that money stripping away civilian softness to make a killer, but when they don't need killers anymore they dump you back into the world with a handshake and a “thank you for your service” and expect you to just fuckin' forget the shit that kept you alive.

Jai is almost seething, speaking through a tensed jaw and gritted teeth. He takes a moment, still staring into the camera with coal-black eyes, and exhales a slow breath.

Jai: Si vis pacem para bellum... I carried that shit on my back and I rode across this continent from one coast to the other and back again searching for purpose, for peace, for SOMETHING that was supposed to make my life make sense again. And what happened along the way has been documented on the internet from a dozen different angles, in shitty dive bars and parking lots and on the streets with a bunch of assholes yelling 'WORLDSTAR!'. Those guys? They wanted war, and I left them in pieces. And in that violence, I found truth. I finally understood what those five ancient words meant.

For the first time, Jai smiles. It doesn't reach his eyes. His voice is all fire.

Jai: Si vis pacem para bellum. If I want peace I must prepare for war... because my peace is war. My peace is on the battlefield. My peace is standing in front of my enemy, one on one, while we beat the living hell out of each other until one of us can't fuckin' stand anymore!

And that's why I'm here.

My name is Jai Savage. The EWC ring is my new battlefield and this is my open declaration of war. This is my open challenge to every single wrestler in this company -- anyone, any time, any place. I don’t care about fame, or title shots, or having my face printed on a t-shirt. I didn’t come here for the money or to feed my ego. There are no games with me. There is no ulterior motive. I came here to fight, and I’m gonna start with EVERYONE!

Jai bellows that last word into the camera, all passion and fury, and that's not enough of an outlet for his energy. He takes a swing with his right hand and sends the camera and tripod toppling to the floor. It keeps recording, giving the audience an askew shot of Jai's boots as he kicks the door open and stalks out of the room before the segment cuts away.

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OPENING MATCH

ORIANNA JOHNSON
Vs
 JAI SAVAGE

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Jesse Payne: Opening match time!

El Chupacabra: The youngest member of our roster Orianna Johnson takes on Jai Savage!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the opening contest of Friday Night Rampage!

Thumbs” kicks in and Orianna jogs out and stops atop the ramp. She signals the fans while jogging in place and they cheer for her. A flash of pyros go off and she starts her journey toward the ring. On the way down, she tags hands and takes a few selfies with lucky fans, then finally slides under the bottom rope and scrambles to her vertical base. As her music continues to play, she runs the ropes and does a few cartwheels and other warm up moves that awe the fans. She continues it until her music dies down, then goes to her corner.


Emmanuelle Chriqui: First now residing in Lance, Michigan weighing in at One Hundred and Thirty-Five Pounds Orianna Johnson!!!!!

The lights go out and the arena is swallowed in darkness broken up only by the bright LED dots in the crowd of scattered smartphone screens. As the first notes of 'Duality' begin to play, searchlights sweep across the stage and the audience.

I push my fingers into my eyes...
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
But it's made of all the things I have to TAKE

The moment the drums kick in, strobes flash with each thumping beat, and suddenly the spotlights fix on a figure standing in the crowd at the top of the stairs, head bowed.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Making his way to the ring... Standing six feet, two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds... Fighting out of Vancouver, Canada... "SPARTAN" JAI SAVAGE!

At the sound of his name, Jai lifts his head, exposing the stark white-red-black of his war paint. He moves though the sea of humanity, slapping hands with fans on his way to the ring without ever taking his eyes off the squared circle. He vaults the barricade with ease and grace, and slides under the bottom rope and across the ring to kneel in the center.

Jai slams his fist on the mat, triggering a burst of pyro from the ring posts. He jumps to his feet, pounds his fist against his chest over his heart, then starts pacing the ring like a predator waiting for prey.

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and the opening match of Friday Night Rampage is underway! The two go to the center of the ring and we get a go behind by Orianna. Jai goes for a back elbow to break it up, but Orianna is able to duck under. Orianna grabs a side headlock, but it is not on long as Jai is able to shove his smaller opponent off to the ropes. Orianna off one side and dodges the big boot attempt from Jai. Orianna off the other side and attempts a running cross body block, but she is caught in the air by Jai. Jai goes for a slam, but Orianna is able to fight her way out of it. Orianna has Jai from the back, but Jai is able to go behind her. Jai goes to lock in a cross face chicken wing, but Orianna is able to fight her way out it.

Both are up and Jai goes for a whip, but Orianna is able to reverse. Jai off one side and is able to dodge the Meet My Knee attempt by Orianna. Jai off the other side and goes for The Tomahawk, but Orianna is able to duck the shot. Jai turns around into a rana attempt from Orianna, but Jai is able to cartwheel his way out of the move. Orianna gets to her knees and Jai goes for a dropkick to her face, but Orianna is able to dodge out of the way. Orianna goes for a leg sweep to Jai, but he is able to leap over it. Both competitors are up and we are at a stand still as the crowd roars in approval.

Jesse Payne: I want to know something. How awesome is our general manager? I mean every single show we get a group of great matches. Our openers are always solid and this is no different. It is like Michael Saint is able to see two people that are perfect against one another and then sign them just so they can fight one another.

El Chupacabra: Wow be careful you might chap your lips on my brother's ass man that is not good. Anyways I was looking forward to this match too though. I mean too young up starts and when I say young I mean it. Orianna Johnson is Eighteen Years Old.

Jesse Payne: So she is legal?

El Chupacabra: First off oh god that is disgusting man. Second you do not stand a chance. Third she is a very special talent. She won a reality show to get here, but unlike most the people you see on other wrestling TV shows she has talent.

Jesse Payne: Is that the one that Gabreal Martin was the host of?

El Chupacabra: No that show never had a conclusion. Then you got Jai Savage who is a legit bad ass. These two are going to do something special here tonight.

We get a lock up and Jai whips Orianna to the ropes. Orianna off one side and Jai goes to take her head off with The Tomahawk, but Orianna is able to reverse into a whirly bird head scissors takedown. Orianna with a cover

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kickout by Jai Savage!

Orianna does not even let Jai get to his feet before she starts to breakdance. Jai stares on a look of confusion on his face as he stands to his feet, but get sent back down with a Dance Dance Revolution! Cover again

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kickout by Jai Savage!

Both up and Orianna charges Jai who back drops her to the apron. Orianna with a kick to Jai and springboards in with The Flight of the Forearm, but she is caught by Jai who is able to turn it into a powerslam! Cover

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kickout by Orianna Johnson!

Both up and Jai takes over Orianna with Osoto Gari. The ref finally forces Jai off of Orianna who slowly gets to her feet. Jai with a gut shot and tries for a suplex, but Orianna is able to reverse into a jaw breaker staggering Jai. Orianna whips Jai to the ropes and when he comes back she goes for a high kick that he is able to dodge. Jai off the other side and comes back with The Arrowhead!

Jesse Payne: Oh god that was vicious!

El Chupacabra: That is very stiff welcome to this industry is what it is.


Jai gets to his feet slowly as Orianna is doing the same using the ropes. Jai stalks Orianna as she gets up. Orianna is up and Jai charges in with The Tomahawk, but Orianna drop toe holds him into the ropes. Orianna hits the ropes coming back with The Meet My Knee, but Jai moves. Orianna turns around into A V-42!!!!

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3!!!!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Jai Savage!!!!

Jesse Payne: Jai with a win in her debut match.

El Chupacabra: Mark my words that young man is going to be a big star here one day.

Jai celebrates as we go to...

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The camera cuts to the backstage area where we see Hannibal Zande getting ready for his match with Rob Garcia.
Suddenly, he hears a faint knock at the open door.

Voice: Hannibal.

Zande raises his head, seeing someone standing in the doorway. The camera continues it's focus on Hannibal.

Zande: Who the fuck are you?

Voice: Don't worry too much about that. I've been here awhile and, honestly, I'm surprised you don't know the answer to that. I just wanted to wish you luck tonight against Rob Garcia. He's... a piece of work, to put it lightly. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I've got your back if anything happens. I know that the ReVenants aren't around anymore, but you never know what that snake is going to do. And there's some... unfinished business between the two of us. I won't allow him to pull the same shit he pulled against me when I first got here.

Finally, the camera pans over to see Monday Night Brawl's Dominic Sanders standing in the doorway of Hannibal Zande's locker room. Hannibal walks over to Sanders and gets within inches of his face.

Zande: Is this where I'm supposed to say thank you?

Before a response can be given, Hannibal answers.

Zande: You want to help? How about you help yourself the fuck out of here. You've got beef with Rob, that ain't my issue. 

Sanders: Hey man... your loss. If you want to be an ungrateful son-of-a-bitch, then suit yourself.

Sanders backs out of Zande's locker room as the camera shows Hannibal shaking his head in disgust as he returns to preparing for his match.

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Ace Heart is backstage with Bishop Church. Church stares blankly out into space.

Ace Heart: Bishop Church ...

He sighs.

Ace Heart: Bishop Church, you're moments away from your match with the formidable Malice, anything you'd like to say? Maybe you'd like to cross promote your upcoming TV Title shot versus Ruthless Aggression?

Bishop Church: I've said my piece on them. So I'd like to make a formal introduction of sorts. You've met her just recently but even you don't know this. She is my tag team partner and tonight is her coming out party. 

Mike McGuire steps into view, grabs Ace's microphone, and pushes him off camera.

Mike McGuire: What he said. Hit me up, ladies. 

She winks at the camera in a saucy manner.

Bishop Church: Ohhh. Oh. Now I get it.

Mike McGuire: I'm Mike McGuire, he's Bishop Church, and we're taking on all comers. You think you got the balls to get in the ring with us? Consider this an open challenge.

Bishop Church: What does a ball or balls plural have to do with courage? Like a football? Like the fancy party?

Mike McGuire: Like what we just might kick 'em square in if they take us too lightly, is what.

Bishop turns his back to the camera and in hushed whisper seemingly admonishes her.

Bishop Church: But that's against the rules. We talked about this.

Mike McGuire: Fine, fine. Forget the balls. Sheesh. 

Bishop nods, totally missing her exasperated body language. He turns back to the camera.

Bishop Church: But she's right minus the testicular carnage. I look across the horizon and there is a sore lack of comradery here. The division's representative is one where there should be two - but Mike and me, we can count. One.

He points to himself. And then her.

Mike McGuire: Two. And one don't make a tag team, bucko. And it seems that the rest of the division is pretty shoddy-ass pickings, I mean, what do we got? I mean, the last champs split, and the rest of you sorry bunch are guys thrown together, the spoiled brat and his hired meatbag, a team that's name is ironic because they sure's Hell ain't, and a couple-a guys calling themselves DONKEY PUNCH. 

Bishop Church: Animal cruelty is not something to make light of.

Mike side-eyes her partner and clears her throat.

Mike McGuire: SO. Any of you ragtag bunch of losers want to come rumble with us? Maybe make this division a bit less of a laughing stock? Get in the ring. Because there's No Stopping our First Win.

Bishop Church: That's right. I'm not one to make such cliche promises but this partnership is born of a common goal. This isn't about redemption. This is about taking what has always been ours. We are Mike McGuire and Bishop Church and that spells out ...

He stops.

Bishop Church: I can't do this. It literally does not spell this.

Mike McGuire: We're NSFW. Not Superstars- F--

Mike gives a slight glance to her partner and amends her word choice.

Mike McGuire: FREAKIN' WRESTLERS.

Mike and Bishop drop their microphones at the same time and walk off the backstage interview set.

Bishop stops and looks at Ace.

Bishop Church: Hey.

Ace Heart: Yes?

Bishop Church: Fuck. You.

He shoves past Ace and joins his partner.

Mike McGuire: Didn't you tell me not to say 'fuck'? Hypocrite.

She gives him a big fat grin and a playful cuff in the shoulder as they walk off. The camera cuts back to ringside. 

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MATCH TWO

MALICE Vs BISHOP CHURCH

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Jesse Payne: Bishop Church up next.

El Chupacabra: Taking on Malice here tonight.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!!!

Lacey Savage comes out first and poses sexy for the fans. Then she turns to the curtain and does the "Scott Hall point" and Malice pushes violently through the curtain. Pausing to scowl at the fans he crosses his arms in front of his chest, bobbing his head from side to side to crack his neck. Then he lets his arms drop, fists clenched, and stalks to the ring with Lacey walking cocky behind her man. Walking up the steps, he steps through the middle rope and standing in the center of the ring he puts both arms out, fists clenched, to show off the list of names inked on the inside of both forearms. He then leans in the corner, arms crossed across his chest, and pops his neck from side to side, glaring at his opponent, a pent up storm of violence and rage waiting to be unleashed at the sound of the bell.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: First from The Road weighing in at Three Hundred and Five Pounds being accompanied by Lacey Savage. He is Malice!!!!!

’Low’ by the Foo Fighters starts playing, the house lights pulse to drum beat, and out comes Bishop Church. For just a moment as he appears on the top of the ramp way, his expression is stoic. He then peers into the crowd and smiles as if to soak in their adulation whether it is given or not.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Hailing from Las Vegas, New Mexico, they call him BISHOP CHURCH!

Church makes his way to the ring, glad handing with the fans in the crowd before finally climbing up into the ring.

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and this match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a lock up. Malice attempts to overpower Bishop, but Bishop holds him off enough to go behind into a side headlock. Malice attempts to take over Bishop with a back suplex, but Bishop with a punch to the head to block the move. Bishop attempts a side headlock takeover, but Malice is able to block the move. Malice shoves Bishop into the ropes and when Bishop comes back Malice attempts to take off his head with a clothesline, but Bishop is able to duck under. Malice turns around into a gut shot from Bishop who immediately goes for a Running Knee Strike, but Malice is able to dodge his way out of the move.

Bishop turns around into a gut shot from Malice who gets Bishop on his shoulders setting up for The Malicious Assault, but Bishop is able to hit a series of elbows causing Malice to drop him. Bishop has Malice from behind and attempts to lock in The Sleeper Hold, but Malice is able to fight his way out of it. Malice gets Bishop from behind and sets up for The Early Retirement, but Bishop drops down taking over Malice with a version of an arm drag. Bishop goes to drop an elbow on Malice who rolls out of the way. Both men are up and Malice goes for a slam on Bishop who is able to block. Bishop with a gut shot and goes for a suplex, but Malice blocks. The two men keep attempting suplexs, but the other man keeps on blocking it.

Jesse Payne: These two men are jocking for position here with neither one of them willing to give the other man an inch in that ring. Two men that have been very impressive since debuting for the brand.

El Chupacabra: Two men that are similar and different at the same time. Both men like to go out there and hit some big time power moves. The real difference is that we got Malice who likes the hardcore violence type thing and Bishop Church could use all these big moves to wear you down just so he can put you to sleep. Two men at different points in the company as well. Malice has had a couple of heart breaking losses here in EWC. Two big back to back hardcore style matches Malice fell to big men via taking a heart breaking fall on a chair. Bishop Church honestly is on the complete opposite area. He is just a couple days away from a shot at bringing the Television Championship back home when he faces Ruthann Hunter on Brawl on the 30th. It the proverbial must win situation for them both. Malice needs a win to get in that win column. Bishop Church needs a win to keep that momentum going into his title match.

Bishop goes for the suplex again, but again we get a block by Malice who them connects with an elbow shot. Malice with a scoop and a slam. Malice off the ropes and drops a leg on the back of Bishop's head

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kickout by Bishop Church!

Both men up and Malice sets up for Malicious Assault, but Bishop is able to fight his way out of it. Malice turnsa round into a side belly to belly suplex from Bishop!


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kickout by Malice!

Bishop stalks Malice as he gets to his feet. Malice gets to his hands and knees before Bishop goes for a Running Knee Strike, but Malice is able to dodge out of the way of the strike. Bishop turns around into an overhead belly to belly suplex from Malice! Bishop stumbles to his feet and gets a gut shot from Malice who sets up and connects with The Deadfall!!!!!!!!

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kickout by Bishop Church!

Both men up and charge at one another with each man connecting with a clothesline that sends them both down!

Jesse Payne: Each man thinking the same thing right there.

El Chupacabra: Great minds think alike they say. These two men wanting to create a bit of separation from the other man to catch a breather, but might have made a miscalculation there.

The two men slowly get to their feet. Both men are up and start to trade shots with Bishop getting the advantage Bishop has Malice rocking. Malice swings with a wild haymaker, but Bishop ducks under before grabbing Malice and locking in The Sleeper Hold! Malice's eyes go wide as he fights to get out, but can't get to the ropes. Malice starts to fade, but Lacey Savage gets on the apron. The ref goes to force Lacey away and when he turns his back Malice back kicks Bishop between the legs! Lacey gets off the apron as Malice sets up Bishop before dropping him with The Early Retirement, but Bishop gets out. Malice turns around into a gut shot and A Running Knee from Bishop Church!

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DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Bishop Church!!!!

Jesse Payne: Bishop with a win here tonight

El Chupacabra: Lacey Savage tried to help, but it did not go so well.

Bishop celebrate as we go to....

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The camera cuts to the back and sees Kyle Gautier walking around the backstage area. As he roams the hallway, we see a figure wearing a long trench coat and a hat with his back to Gautier packing up equipment boxes and loading them onto a nearby handcart. Gautier approaches him and taps the man on the shoulder. The man whips around quickly revealing he is... Gil Griffin? Gil looks at Gautier and stops what he’s doing.

Griffin: May I help you?

Gautier: What are you doing?

Griffin: Oh... Well, I heard rumors that you were planning on stealing the show. I’ve always wanted to steal the show! I’m here to help you!

Gautier: Well, you got to lift with your knees or you'll blow out your O-Ring. I like your style, sir. How you fixed for sashes?

Gil looks around suspiciously for a second to make sure the coast is clear. He decides everything is safe so he whips open his trench coat, revealing handfuls of ribbons and sashes.

Griffin: Whatever you need, I’ve got. I hear you’re a number one contender. That deserves a special one.

As Kyle inspects his wares, a hand reaches out from off camera and taps him on the shoulder. Kyle makes eye contact with Gil and then they both turn their eyes to interviewer extraordinaire Ace Heart. Kyle flinches for a second.

Gautier: Wha...?

He looks back at Gil, who shrugs. Kyle brings his left wrist up to his gaze, stares incredulously at his bare wrist, shakes it for a second and then looks back at Ace.

Gautier: What are you doing here? It's not Monday! Wait....

He looks back at Gil.

Gautier: ... are we at the wrong show?

Griffin: I’m unsure. If it’s Monday, technically I’m at the right show. But I also didn’t intend to steal Brawl... so then, really, I’d be at the WRONG show. But if it’s Friday and this is Rampage... then yeah... I’m in the right place. What day is today, anyway?

Heart: Idiots! I work on both shows as the backstage interviewer. I was tasked with coming to see what you were doing and obviously you both have made me regret this decision immediately.

Kyle and Gil both allow a sound of understanding as they both look at Ace, then at each other, and then back at Ace.

Gautier: Are you that hard up for money, Ace? I know mustache oil is a bit pricey but...

Heart: What are you here for Kyle?!

Gautier: (obviously making up a lie on the fly) Well, I'm here...to... congratulate Orianna on her first match proper! Yeah, that sounds plausible.

Griffin: And I... I was... looking for mustache oil... as a gift for YOU!

Ace Heart sighs extra deeply.

Heart: So you're not here to goad Rob Garcia about that unsanctioned title shot you're always on about?

Gautier: First of all, it's called the Undefeated Title. You said it wrong. And second, you beautiful idiot, Rob works on Mondays.

Griffin leans over to Gautier's ear and whispers something, causing Gautier's eyes to perk up.

Gautier: Really? Well, I've got a date with some fans at ringside!

Kyle picks up a random box and heads off camera.

Griffin: And I have... mustache oil to find! Good day, Ace King!

Gil starts pushing the handcart down the hallway quickly and towards the parking garage, leaving Ace Heart behind looking confused. He yells towards Gil down the hallway.

Heart: IT'S ACE HEART! NOT ACE KING! ACE KING IS THE... Oh forget it. Why am I wasting my time with these idiots?

Ace Heart walks off and the scene cuts away.

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MATCH THREE

HANNIBAL ZANDE Vs ROB GARCIA

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Jesse Payne: Rob Garcia making his FNR debut right now!

El Chupacabra: He takes on Hannibal Zande who still has to be pissed about losing that triple threat last show despite not being involved in the pin!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring weighing 265 lbs, standing at 6'4", fighting out of Worcester Massachusetts, he is The Fearless Hannibal “Bomani” Zande!

Lights go black and "Survival Of The Fittest" by Mobb Deep begins to play. Lights begin flashing blue out from the back walks Hannibal, slowly with a hoodie on. He stands at the beginning of the ramp rocks back and forth, looks up and slides his thumb across his throat and then beats his chest yelling as fireworks shoot from the stage. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, mouthing to the fans as they boo him. Jumps onto the side of the ring, grabs the top rope and leans back and leaps over it. Hannibal takes the hoodie off and tosses it, sprints to one side of the ropes, bounces off and then does the same at the other. Hannibal stops in the center of the ring, looks out to the crowd smirking and slides his thumb across his throat again before walking to his corner and leaning against it waiting for the match to begin.

The arena goes dark except for the fans cell phones... 🎵I wear a mean dark pair of shades.. 🎵 plays threw out the arena and the crowd errupt in "boo's!" The music hits and the lights come on! Rob Garcia is standing at the top of the stage with Jeff Noon at his side. Rob is wearing his UNDEFEATED Championship around his waist and he looks around at the crowd with a cocky grin upon his face. Rob slowly looks around at the crowd and then shakes his head in disgust as Jeff focuses on the ring. Jeff whispers something to Rob and Rob nods his head and they start ro walk towards the ring tsking their time. Rob stops to talk trash to a fan and then marches to the ring and slides in, gets to his feet and goes to the ring post climbs the turn buckle he pats his championship and then throws both fists in the air! He then jumps off the turn buckle and walks to his corner where Jeff Noon is waiting. Jeff starts to whisper advice into Robs ear as they stare ahead waiting for the match to start.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent now residing in Beverly Hills weighing in a Two Hundred and Forty-Five Pounds! He is one half of the EWC World Tag Team Champions and the self proclaimed "King of Extreme" Rob Garcia!!!!!

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and this match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a lock up. The two jock for position and somehow Rob is able to back Hannibal to a corner. The ref gets in between the two men and forces a break. Once they break Rob rolls out of the ring and does a victory lap like he just won the match. Rob roll back in and shoots in on Hannibal for a double leg, but Hannibal is able to widen his base to block it and follows that up with a big double axe handle to the back of Rob. Hannibal scoops up Rob for a slam, but Rob is able to get out of it.

Hannibal turns around and Rob goes for the eyes, but Hannibal is able to dodge out of the way. Hannibal with a gut shot and attempts The Demoralizer, but Rob drops down and crawls between the legs of Hannibal. Hannibal turns around into a side headlock takeover from Rob. Rob is able to wrench on the hold a few seconds before Hannibal is able to get to his feet. Hannibal attempts to turn the side headlock into a back suplex, but when Hannibal has Rob up Rob is able to poke him in the eyes causing Hannibal to fall back to the mat. Rob again starts to wrench on the hold, but eventually Hannibal lets out a mighty roar before standing to his feet and tossing Rob half way across the ring. Rob lands on his feet and charges into Hannibal who pie faces him away. Rob again charges Hannibal, but this time he runs right into a big ass boot from him.

Jesse Payne: And that is why Hannibal Zande is a dangerous fucking human being. He can turn the tide of a match with one big more just like that right there. I mean it wasn't even a powerbomb or a press slam it was a fucking kick to the damn face.

El Chupacabra: He is one scary ass person that is for sure. Jacked to the moon and has a bad attitude towards others. He has no issue hurting anyone, shit I would not be shocked if he enjoyed beating the shit out of someone. I would not want to be Rob Garcia right now. I like Rob he is a talented person. He likes to have a good time. He likes to get fucked up and I admire that much in him. I love to get fucked up too, but he may want to take this seriously. Hannibal will not stand for any sort of funny stuff like that little victory lap. Rob trying to get in the head of his opponent that is good, but really you do not want to poke a fucking bear with a stick.

Hannibal picks up Rob by his hair and Rob slaps Hannibal across the face. Rob starts to laugh as does Hannibal for a second before....

CRACK!

Hannibal slaps the taste out of Rob Garcia's mouth. Hannibal picks up Rob by the throat before slamming him to the mat and covers

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kickout by Rob Garcia!

Both men are up and Rob goes to whip Hannibal to the ropes, but Hannibal reverses. Rob off one side and gets pressed overhead by Hannibal and goes to slam him, but Rob rakes the eyes of Hannibal. Rob lands on his feet and chop blocks Hannibal from behind. Hannibal goes to a knee and Rob dropkicks him in the face. Rob off the ropes and comes back with The Just Too Crazy Out of Control and Extreme For Anyone Else To Do! Cover by Rob


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big time kickout by Hannibal Zande!

Rob drops a series of elbows not letting Hannibal get up before going to the top rope. Rob leaps off with The Bitch Please, but Hannibal is able to roll out of the way! Both men are up and Hannibal with a gut shot before hitting a scoop powerslam

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kickout by Rob Garcia!

Hannibal picks up Rob and goes to lock him in The Agony, but Rob is able to get out. Rob trips up Hannibal rolling him up and putting both feet on the middle rope for leverage!

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The ref notices that Rob has his feet on the ropes and stops the count!

Rob grabs the legs of Hannibal and locks him in The Mexican Marijuana Leaf, but Hannibal is able to power his way out of it and kick off Rob sending him through the ropes to the outside.

Jesse Payne: The absolute power of that man right there it is insane.

El Chupacabra: Yeah Rob Garcia has to be getting really pissed off right now.

Rob gets to his feet on the outside and looks in the ring straight into the eyes of Hannibal Zande. Hannibal rolls out of the ring and starts to chase Rob around it. The two men eventually get back into the ring and Rob hits the ropes dodging the kick from Hannibal. Rob grabs Hannibal from behind and rolls him up with a hand full of tights!

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DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Rob Garcia!!!!!

Jesse Payne: Rob with the win.

El Chupacabra: I should be shocked that he won, but I am not. Rob has talent he may have had to cheat, but hell he won the match though.

Rob celebrates as we go to..

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The camera catches Kyle Gautier doing a very pronounced and cartoonish sneak throughout the back stage area, still clutching a box.  As he seems to be sneaking out of the arena, Blues Brothers style, his eyes narrow and focus on something.  The camera pans over and we discover he seems the door to the dressing room of Rob Garcia.   The camera pans back and Kyle is grinning like a fool. He hastily scribbles something down on a sheet of paper and affixes it to the door.   He then removes the 'Number One Contender ' sash he was wearing and adds it to the door as well. He then looks directly into the camera.

Gautier:  (sings) After these messages, we'll be riiiiiight back!

He smirks and then realizes something.

Gautier: Damn, I probably owe somebody copyright money.

He shrugs and holds up the box he was holding, which has PROPERTY OF FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE C/O MICHAEL SAINT stamped across it.

Gautier:  To the pawn shop I go!

He exits and the camera follows as far as the dressing room door.  Cradled around the entirely too big Rob Garcia name encased in a star is the the sash and the paper he scribbled upon, which has only one word on it.

'SOON!'

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MATCH FOUR

MAGDALENA LOCKHEART Vs DAVID MILLER

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Jesse Payne: David Miller coming over from Brawl for a match.

El Chupacabra: Taking on the former FSW Champion Maggie Lockheart!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!


The lights of the arena slowly dim to black, shrouding the crowd in darkness, causing murmurs of anticipation and flashes from camera phones. A haunting, but fervent piano begins to bleed through the P.A. system, slowly growing louder. Spotlights appear, sweeping over the crowd as a disembodied choir joins in behind the instrumental, adding more power to the music as the lights move faster through the now-riled fans. At the :45 second mark, 'Lost Generation' by Audiomachine hits its zenith with a crescendo. Both piano and vocals reverberate throughout the building as the lights converge on a side entrance at ground level, illuminating the hooded figure of David Miller as he storms out into the crowd, flanked by three members of the arena’s security staff. The reaction is immediate, in the form of an explosive and deafening ovation …

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Now being escorted to the ring, fighting out of Anaheim, California. Standing six feet tall and weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. This is The Assassin … DAVID ... MILLER!

Head bowed, Miller makes his way through the throng without taking notice of anything. Hands slap and grab for his jacket, still more reach out for slaps and fist bumps, but none of it seems to faze him. Leaving the security detail behind, he steps onto the floor mats and circles around to the steps, pausing at the bottom long enough to peel off his hoodie. Carelessly tossing it aside, Miller jogs up the steps to the apron and ducks between the ropes, immediately moving across to the far side to begin pacing from corner to corner like a caged animal. Every now and again, he glances up at the stage while throwing a few combinations, before returning to the restless back and forth march, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

 

The deep heartbeat bass of Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do” drops over the arena’s public announce speakers as the artist Magdalena Lockheart emerges from behind the curtain. Magdalena steps out into the center of an emerald spotlight wearing a long black dress. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and applies a dark cherry lipstick to her lips 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.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds; from Inwood, New York - She is the FUTURE, the artist known as 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! Another green spotlight shines straight down on her as glittering, sparkling confetti rains down from the ceiling onto the crowd. Flashes go off from all of the hungry cell phone cameras in attendance as Lockheart sheds the rest of her dress and reveals her slim waistline beneath. Lockheart pauses for a few moments to allow the crowd to snap more photographs before entering the ring.

DING DING DING!!!

Maggie and David step to the center of the ring. They lock up in the center of the ring. David grabs Maggie in a Side Headlock, but she shoves him off towards the ropes. David bounces off the ropes and Maggie hits him with a Jumping Calf Kick. David gets up on his feet and charges at Maggie. David attempts an Axe Handle Smash, but Maggie ducks down and hits him with a shoulder to the midsection. Maggie bounces off the ropes and hits David with a Scissor Kick. Maggie climbs up on the top rope. She jumps off with a Elbow Smash, but David gets his foot up and boots her in the face. Maggie stumbles back and David gets up on his feet. He whips Maggie off the ropes. Maggie bounces off the ropes and David catches her with a Back Body Drop. MAggie quickly gets up on her feet and charges at him, but David catches her with a Powerslam. David goes for the early cover,

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David picks Maggie up and places her on the top rope. David climbs up with her and delivers a Superplex. David goes for the cover again,

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Magdalena Lockheart kicks out.

Jesse Payne: David Miller is coming on strong so far here tonight.

El Chupacabra: He's trying to put Maggie away early, but it doesn't seem to be working out for him. A win over the former FSW Champion would do David Miller a great deal of good, but Maggie is not going to go down easily.

David picks Maggie up and tries to lift her in a Gut wrench, but Maggie doesn't let him lift her off the mat. Maggie reaches up and grabs David by the head. She flips him down to the mat with a Headlock Takedown. David quickly gets up on his feet, but Maggie hits him with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Maggie picks David up and delivers a Snap Suplex. Maggie climbs up onto the top rope, but David gets up on his feet. He grabs Maggie by the leg and trips her off balance. Maggie drops down to a seated position as David climbs up to the top rope and attempts a Superplex, but Maggie hits him with an elbow to the side of his head. Maggie flips over David and slams him to the mat with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb off the top rope. Maggie goes for the cover,

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Maggie goes to pick David up, but David headbutts her in the gut. David grabs her by the head and tosses her out of the ring. Maggie gets up on her feet and David runs towards the ropes. He dives between the middle and top ropes and nails with a Suicide Dive on Maggie Lockheart. David picks up the ring steps and sets them up next to Maggie. David picks Maggie up in a Fireman's Carry. He he goes to drive Maggie's head down to the ring steps with a Death Valley Driver, but she reverses into a bulldog. Maggie picks David up and tosses him back in the ring. Maggie slides into the ring and goes for the cover, but out of nowhere David rolls her up instead,

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David picks Maggie up and lifts her up in a suplex. David drops Maggie into a side slam, David goes for the cover,

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David picks her up and sets her up for a Powerbomb, but Maggie reverses with a hurricanrana . Maggie picks David up and delivers a Russian Leg Sweep. Maggie climbs up on the top rope and drops down on David with a flying knee drop. Maggie goes for the cover,

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David Miller with a kick out!

Jesse Payne: Oh so close there for Maggie Lockheart!

El Chupacabra Maggie letting it all hang out there tonight, but David is refusing to lose this match. He has something to prove to the whole EWC it looks like.

Both are up. Maggie takes out a knee of David. Maggie hits the ropes and goes for The Lacrimosa, but David Miller reverses into a set up for The Hard Goodbye, but Maggie reverses getting him set up and connects with The Lacrimosa!



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DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Magdalena Lockheart!

Jesse Payne: Maggie with the win here on Rampage

El Chupacabra A hard fought win at that. I have a feeling she has her sights set on Ace King and taking that United States Championship down the road.


Maggie celebrates in the ring as we go to....

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MATCH FIVE

GABREAL MARTIN Vs ACE KING

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Jesse Payne: Our United States Champion is up next!

El Chupacabra: Ace King one on one with Gabreal Martin.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!!!

The lights go out as the intro to Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold plays.
As the guitar kicks in we get an explosion of pyro and a pale orange spotlight shines on Gabreal Martin as he comes from the curtain to the ring.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: First being accompanied to the ring by Olivia Saint from Los Angeles, California wieghing in at One Hundred and Ninety-Five Pounds Gabreal Martin!!!!!

Gabreal stands in the center of the ring kneeling in almost a bow with arms out hands facing down.

"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"

The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is the EWC United States Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.

He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring a hole through his opponent.

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and this match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a stare down. The two men lock up and Gabe with a go behind into a side headlock. Ace jocks for position for a moment before taking over Gabe with a snapmare. Both men up and Gabe charges at Ace who brings him down with a side headlock takeover. Ace wrenches a bit before Gabe fights to his feet. Gabe with a series of elbows to the stomach of Ace to break the hold up before tossing Ace to the ropes. Ace off one side and comes back sending down Gabe with a shoulder block. Ace hits the ropes again and Gabe is to his feet. Ace on his way back and Gabe with a leap frog. Ace of the other side and Gabe with a drop down. Gabe goes for a dropkick, but Ace grabs the ropes and instead Gabe hits the mat hard.

Ace rushes to the downed Gabe and goes to lock him in a Texas Cloverleaf, but Gabe is able to fight his way out of it. Both men are up and Ace whips Gabe to the ropes. Gabe ducks the clothesline attempt from Ace and hits the other side coming back. Gabe with a flying head scissors and transitions it into a scissored Dragon Sleeper. Ace is not in the hold long as he uses his body weight to run backwards and slam Gabe into a corner turnbuckle. Ace grabs Gabe by the head and goes for a DDT, but Gabe is able to drop down. Gabe gets under Ace getting Ace on his shoulders setting up for a CHAOStrophy, but Ace is able to fight his way out of it. Ace grabs Gabe from behind and sets him up for The Blackjack Bomb, but Gabe is able to fight his way out of it.

Jesse Payne: Both men are going for some big time knock out blows right off the bat. They do not get paid by the hour and they know just how dangerous the man that is in the ring with them truly is.

El Chupacabra: They both better know that. Ace King is our United States Champion for a reason. He has came very close to becoming the Undisputed Champion on more than one occasion. Gabreal Martin on the other hand is just as good as Ace.

Jesse Payne: Not a little bias since you know Gabreal is soon going to be marrying into your family?

El Chupacabra: Not much at least. I mean yeah he is going to be family, but he is talented. Former EWC United States Champion as well as a multiple time Tag Team Champion here. He was a former World Champion in KCW and actually beat me for it, so not enough bias to him for it to matter really.

Both men are up and Gabe charges Ace who goes for a back drop, but Gabe is able to land on his feet. Ace turns around and Gabe goes for a Superkick, but Gabe is able to dodge the shot. Ace with a Full House II! Ace off the ropes, but his foot is grabbed by Olivia Saint. Ace turns around to yell at Olivia when Gabe rolls him up from behind

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Both men are up and Gabe has Ace from behind setting up for The Rainmaker, but Ace ducks the shot. Ace grabs GAbe from behind and nails a blue thunder powerbomb!

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Both men are up and Ace whips Gabe to the rope, but it gets reversed. Ace off one side and Gabe goes for a back drop, but Ace tries to turn it into a sunset flip, but Gabe is able to roll through to his feet before connecting with A Boma-Ye!!!!! Ace gets to his knee and gets another Boma-Ye this time to the back of his head! Cover


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kickout by Ace King!

Gabe stalks Ace as he tries to get up. Ace gets to his knees and Gabe goes for another Boma=Ye, but Ace dodges the shot. Gabe turns around and Ace sets him up before Blackjack Bomb!!!!!! Ace covers, but Olivia Saint gets on the apron! The ref argues with the ref while Ace has Gabe pinned. Olivia rears back to hit the ref when the lights go out!

Jesse Payne: What the hell?

El Chupacabra: A power outage? What really?

The lights come back on and the ref is gone standing in his place is Annabelle!

Jesse Payne: It's Annabelle!

El Chupacabra: What is she doing here!

Olivia looks at he smiling Annabelle a moment before rearing back to hit her, but Annabelle catches the shot. Annabelle smiles again before spitting red mist into the face of Olivia Saint who falls off the apron holding her face. The lights go back out and when they come back on Annabelle is gone, but the ref has returned a look of shock on his face. Both men are up in the ring and Gabe goes for a Superkick to Ace who dodges it. Ace scoops up Gabe and Blackjack Bomb!!!! Cover


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DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Ace King!!!!

Jesse Payne: Ace King with the win here tonight.

El Chupacabra: I will call a spade a spade and say Ace was the better man here tonight. However, Annabelle may have opened up a can of words she does not want to deal with.

Ace celebrates as we go to...

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EWC UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
BAYOU DEATH MATCH

AMIS SHELTON

Vs

LUKE WOLFE(C)

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The cameras swiftly cut to the backstage area where we see Ace Heart walking towards an oncoming Amis Shelton. Ace raises his microphone as Amis comes to a halt.

Ace Heart: Amis! Amis! Could we get some final thoughts before you head out there?

Amis Shelton: Look, tonight I'm in enemy territory for sure. But that doesn't matter to me because I am here for one reason and one reason only. To leave as the new EWC Undisputed Champion and WHEN I do, I'm taking that championship right back to BRAWL and I'm going to put it on the line against the likes of Dominic Sanders and Natalie Young. I am going to prove that I am the fighting champion that's needed to carry the weight of the Undisputed title.

Ace Heart: But Amis, what if you lose tonight? It's a real possibility that Luke Wolfe could retain tonight.

Amis pauses for a moment, looking at Ace before continuing.

Amis Shelton: If I lose? You know what? I'll up the stakes right here. If I lose tonight, then I won't challenge for the Undisputed Championship again until StrangleMania next year. If I lose tonight then I don't deserve another opportunity. But that's only if I lose and if you ask me, I don't see myself losing. I am focused on the task at hand and that task is to become Champion.

With that said, Amis leaves and heads towards the gorilla position and through the entrance curtain

Jesse Payne: That is one focused young man right there.

El Chupacabra: He has to be this is in the biggest match in his career here tonight. Amis Shelton is fighting for our Undisputed Championship against Luke Wolfe.

Jesse Payne: That is right ladies and gentlemen with that segway we are going into our main event.

El Chupacabra: This is a Bayou Death Match. Difference between this match and a Texas Death Match?

Jesse Payne: We are not in Texas?

El Chupacabra: That and our ring ropes have been replaced with barbwire to make things a bit more fun.

Jesse Payne: We have two totally different definitions of fun I think.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is the special Bayou Death Match and it is for the Extreme Wrestling Corporation Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship!!!! The rules of this match are that no submission and no DQ after pinning your opponent they must then answer a ten count. If you fail to answer that ten count you will be declared the loser of this match!

YOUNG RENEGADE!

The crowd erupt into a chorus of loud cheers as Hollywood Undead's 'Renegade' begins to play on the speakers.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by his wife, Allana Shelton... He is from Springfield, Illinois and weighs in tonight at 200lbs.. 'The Renegade'.... AMIS.... SHEEEEELLLLTTOOOOOON!

Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain with his arms outstretched as he embraces the reception from the crowd with Allana Shelton following behind. Amis scouts the entire arena with a smile. Nodding his head, he proceeds down the ramp

Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more cheers from the fans. Amis looks out to the crowd once more before climbing off the turnbuckle and warming up on the spot.

There is a crackle of thunder, and the crowd ERUPTS as the lights start to dim, and we hear the sound of rain, thunder, and flashes of lightning inside the arena. As the sounds and sights of the storm continues to rage a distorted voice begins to speak.

Distorted Voice:

"Behold, he comes with lightning and clouds. Every eye shall see him, especially those who fight him, and they all shall scream in terror because of him. He IS the Alpha… THE Omega… The beginning AND the end. The warriors of darkness and the light march to his command. In these days, men will seek death because of him, but shall not find it. They will desire to die, but DEATH... will... flee... from HIM!" Luke Wolfe's Book of Prophecy.. Chapter... 1"

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The lightning and clouds on the jumbo-tron burst into a flash of bright light, going completely silent fallowed by...

Again the crowd pops for the "Prophecy: Chapter 1 logo! As "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor, the reaction turns from a buzz to a roar, when after a few moments a spotlight appears on stage illuminating Luke Wolfe, with the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Standing motionless on stage, smoke starts to build around him as he trows his hood back off his head, as the lights comes to life as pyro bursts from the stage! Slowly, he begins his walk down the entrance ramp toward the ring.

Emmanuelle Chriqui:  And his opponent from Atlanta, Georgia... Weighing in at 225 pounds. He is The EWC Undisputed! WORLD Heavyweight Champion... The Untouchable... LUKE WOLFE!!!

Luke slowly makes his way down the ramp, Passing fans along the way, shouting out into the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom 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 "Absolutely UNTOUCHABLE! Prophecy Chapter ONE!" Walking down the ramp, he holds it for the camera, and hands it back to the fan. Slowly he walks up to the steps quickly getting to the ring apron and stepping through the ropes. 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 an official on the outside.

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and our main event EWC Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship Bayou Death Match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a hand shake. The two men lock up and we get a go behind by Amis who then transitions into a side headlock before spinning around Luke and setting up for The Highwind Crash, but Luke is able to fight his way out of the move. The two men are both up and Luke with the go behind this time. Luke transitions into a side headlock before spinning Amis around and setting up for The Doomsday Drop, but Amis is able to fight his way out of the move! The two men continue to jock for position and eventually break free of one another before each man is able to roll out of the ring. Each man gets under the ring and pulls out a weapon Luke has a chair and Amis is able to get a kendo stick.

Both men roll back into the ring catching a glimpse of the other man. The two stare for a moment before nodding and each man drops the weapon they brought into the ring. The two men again go to the center of the ring and are nose to nose for a moment before they start to trade shots. Luke is able to get the better of trade. Luke with a series of shots that he attempts to end in a discuss lariat, but Amis is able to duck under the shot. Luke turns around into a gut shot from Amis who then follows it up with The Highwind Crash!!! Cover


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Amis knocks Luke to the mat and starts to pound away at the face of Luke. Amis finally relents letting Luke get to his feet before gut shotting him again. Amis sets up for another Highwind Crash, but Luke is able to back drop his way out of it. Both men up and Amis charges Luke who back elbows him in the side of the head before sending him down with a hard clothesline turning Amis inside out! Luke gets on the apron and springboards back into the ring with a 450 Splash into a cover!


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Jesse Payne: Well then this match has started off in a rather interesting fashion hasn't it? I mean these two have quite literally just thrown every single thing that they have at the other man right off the bell. We have already seen two pins one for each man. Shit if this was a straight up one on one match this would be over by now and hell it was Amis who got the first pin of the match which means that we would also have a new Undisputed World Champion in our midst. Though give credit to Luke Wolfe for being able to get enough spring off the barbwire to be able to hit that 450 Splash.

El Chupacabra: On a technicality you are actually one hundred percent correct my friend. Both men have managed to put the other man down with a major move. Luke for his worth did not hit a Doomsday Drop so he still has that sitting in his bag of tricks if he wants to use it to get the win, but now in the back of his mind he has to be wondering if he is lucky to still be in this one. Amis hit a finish on him straight up in the center of the ring. What will either of these two competitors have to do to finally put the other man out of it. If we are kicking out of moves that have almost always ended the match how in the blue hell am I going to be able to get the win here?

Amis is on wobbly legs as he stumbles at Luke who gut shots him and goes for The Doomsday Drop, but Amis is able to fight of the move before hitting a jaw breaker. Amis with a Round House and goes for a back elbow, but Luke is able to dodge the shot. Luke grabs the head of Amis and goes for a DDT, but Amis fights out and grabs the kendo stick off the mat. Luke turns around into a kendo stick shot the liver. A second. A third. Finally Amis cracks Luke over the top of the head with the stick. Amis with a cover!

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Both men up and Amis connects with a bicycle knee to the jaw of Luke send him back down to the mat! Amis grabs the kendo stick from off the mat before climbing to the top rope. Luke gets his feet and Amis comes off the top with an overhead kendo stick shot to the head of Luke Wolfe busting him open and shattering the kendo stick! Amis with a cover

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Amis picks up the chair off the mat and swings at the head of Luke who is able to dodge the shot. Amis turns around and gets a gut shot from Luke. Luke with a snap suplex before picking the chair off the mat. Amis is up and gets a chair to gut followed up by one to the back. Luke drops the chair before grabbing Amis and dropping him head first onto the chair with a DDT! Cover

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Luke does not let Amis up before punting him in the side of the head. Luke rolls out of the ring before coming back in with another chair this time one wrapped in barbwire! Luke lifts the chair overhead and starts to bring it down repeatedly on the back of Amis. Luke connects with ten unanswered shots to Amis before going for a cover

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Both men are up and Luke has the chair cocked and ready. Luke swings, but Amis ducks under before spearing Luke with both men taking out a whole side of barbwire ring ropes causing them to crash to the outside!

Jesse Payne: Oh my god! They just completely destroyed one side of the ring. These two are going to let it all hang out and completely destroy one another if they get the chance. For what?

El Chupacabra: For the Extreme Wrestling Corporation Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship. The richest prize in the game. A belt that I remind you I never held. Luke Wolfe just won this belt and he is going to refuse to let go of it. He has worked his hardest for so long to finally get the recognition that he rightfully deserves in this company. Now we got Amis Shelton coming here from Brawl after winning that big battle royal at Stranglemania. Only one of these two men can leave with that belt and that is the one who is willing to do the violent thing to the other man. Neither man is a push over either as we have seen and the other man is willing to do just as much to them as they are willing to do to the opponent.

Amis looks over and Luke before putting an arm over him for a cover, but out of nowhere Luke is able to turn it into a Triangle Choke Submission! Amis' eyes bugs out as he scrambles!

Jesse Payne: Why a submission?

El Chupacabra: If he chokes out Amis he can pin him and let him lay on the mat completely out of it while the ref count him down!

Amis guts it out as he gets to his feet. Amis lifts Luke up and powerbombs him through the announce table! Amis collapses onto Luke for a cover

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Luke is beside himself in anger as he stares at Amis who is a crimson masked mess. Luke tosses Amis into the ring before getting under it. Luke pulls out a group of light tube before also pulling out a pane of glass putting it all in the ring. Luke gets in the ring and grabs a light tube before smashing it on the back of Amis. A second tube and a second time to the back. A third tube and a third time to the back. Luke covers

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Luke pounds on the mat in frustration before going over to the pane of glass. Luke sets the pane in the corner before going over to Amis. Luke sets up Amis for a powerbomb and runs to the corner, but Amis fights his way out it. Luke turns around only for Amis to scoop him up and Lawn Dart him face first through the pane of glass!!!!!

Jesse Payne: Holy shit!

El Chupacabra: That is it we have a new EWC Champion. Amis cover the guy now!

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DING DING DING!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner AND STILL EWC UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION LUKE WOLFE!!!!


Jesse Payne: Luke is able to retain.

El Chupacabra: That was insane. These two men gave of their souls here tonight. Luke Wolfe fought and clawed in the end he is still our EWC Champion!

Bloody Luke Wolfe holds his title in the air as we fade out!

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END CREDITS

SEGMENTS

MIKE MCGUIRE
BISHOP CHURCH
AMIS SHELTON
KYLE GAUTIER
JAI SAVAGE
HANNIBAL ZANDE
DOMINIC SANDERS
MAGDALENA LOCKHEART

OPENER
JAI SAVAGE VS ORIANNA JOHNSON
WINNER: JAI SAVAGE

MATCH 2
MALICE VS BISHOP CHURCH
WINNER: BISHOP CHURCH

MATCH 3
HANNIBAL ZANDE VS ROB GARCIA
WINNER: ROB GARCIA

MATCH 4
DAVID MILLER VS MAGDALENA LOCKHEART
WINNER: MAGDALENA LOCKHEART

MATCH 5
GABREAL MARTIN VS ACE KING
WINNER: GABREAL MARTIN

MAIN EVENT
EWC UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
AMIS SHELTON VS LUKE WOLFE(C)
WINNER: LUKE WOLFE(STILL EWC UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!)

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