MNB #509 - MINSK

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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

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE #509 | JUNE 18TH 2018

LIVE! from the Minsk-Arena, Minsk, Belarus

EWC BRAWL
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart

"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena







The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #508 in Minneapolis.

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Kendrick Kross, Dominic Sanders, Justin Matthews, David Miller, Ruthann Hunter, Griffin Hawkins, Nostalgia, Orianna Johnson, Morgan Darkwater, Amis Shelton, AJ Johnson, Andrew Jackson, Anthony Grunge, Donkey Punch, Bishop Church, Mike McGuire, Emma Louise, Charlie Hardin, Natalie Young, and Vannah White.

We then get a shot of the Champions of Brawl:

Bishop Church with the Television Championship
Nostalgia with the X-Division Championship
Morgan Darkwater with the International Championship

The opening pyros hit and here we go.



The energy at the Minsk-Arena is electrifying.

Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.

A chant begins of

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Fireworks blast across the stage as the fans scream in delight.

A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!

The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!

The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.

The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading

"Take Them to CHURCH!"

"I Want to Rock with Hawkins!"

"Vannah is a Goddess!"

"я люблю драку!"

"MUCHO GRANDE!"

"EWC4LIFE"

and "LUKE WOLFE IS GOD"



As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello, Bennett and Carter are shown smiling.

Aiello: Hello, everybody. Or as the locals say "Zdravstvuj!"

Bennett: How do you say, "I am damn glad I found my passport" in Russian?

Carter: I'm not so sure about that, Steve, but we are so glad to be here in Minsk, Belarus!

Aiello: And we are here LIVE! for the June 18th edition of Monday Night BRAWL!

"American Idiot" by Green Day begins playing over the loudspeakers as the crowd raises to their feet, looking towards the entrance to see who is coming out.

Bennett: Now who in the hell is this?

Carter: I'm not so sure, but I think we are about to find out.

Aiello: Gentlemen, I don't think we have to wait any longer to meet our new Assistant General Manager!

As Aiello says this, a man appears on stage in a white-coated tuxedo. He stops briefly to look into the camera and adjust his bowtie.




Aiello: This must be "the Doc" that Victor Price was talking about.

Bennett: Well he's dressed like an idiot!

The man walks on down to the ring, smiling and high-fiving some fans. He walks up the ring steps and steps through the ropes. The ring is clad with red carpet. There is a wood table and a couple of chairs in the middle of the ring. He walks over and greets Jessica Stroup and grabs the microphone from her. As his music dies down, an "EWC! EWC! EWC!" chant fills the arena.

Man: HELLO, MINSK!

The crowd cheers.

Man: Welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! I am your new BRAWL Assistant General Manager, Roger Hollister. But you guys... you can all call me "Doc!"

Bennett: Ah well there you go. It's "the Doc!"

"Doc": We are so happy to be here overseas for our European tour. And folks... we have a GREAT show in store for you all tonight. From tag team matches to triple threat matches to the EWC Universal Champion, we are bringing it all to you guys here in Minsk! When President Danny Mac called me up two weeks ago and asked if I was interested in coming aboard, I jumped at the opportunity. I am here to bring you the best competitors week in and week out for as long as you can remember. I am here to help turn the BRAWL brand back into the EWC's flagship program. That's right. Our champion may be a "Rampage" native, but he is now on MY show here tonight.

The crowd cheers once more as "Doc" lowers the microphone to soak it all in.

Aiello: And, we must admit, it's a hell-of-a stacked card!

Bennett: Oh please. I could've booked this event better.

"Doc": But introducing myself... that's not the main reason I am out here. I have a blockbuster announcement to make concerning Monday Night BRAWL that will change the entire landscape of this program! Starting NEXT WEEK, when we go live from the San Siro Stadium in Milan, Italy, we will be airing at a different time.

Aiello: A different time?

"Doc": That's right, because as of yesterday evening we have officially re-negotiated our television contract that will now put Monday Night BRAWL... in the PRIME TIME TELEVISION SLOT!

The crowd cheers loudly.

"Doc": No longer will Monday Night BRAWL air at 11:00 PM Central Standard Time. Your flagship program is now taking over the 8:00 PM Central Standard Time slot! BRAWL will air earlier than ever starting next Monday, meaning you won't have to make that late-night pot of coffee in order to catch your favorite superstars in action! And we will begin that show with a GAUNTLET MATCH featuring six of your favorite Monday Night BRAWL superstars!

The crowd pops at this idea.

"Doc": That's right. Six members of our roster will take it to each other in Milan until one of them has prevailed over the other five! 

The crowd cheers for this announcement as another "EWC! EWC! EWC!" chant breaks out.

Aiello: What an announcement from our new Assistant General Manager!

Bennett: We're going prime time!

Carter: This could change everything you know about Monday Night BRAWL! AND we are going to have a Gauntlet Match!

"Doc" re-adjusts his bowtie and brings the microphone back up to his mouth.

"Doc": Now. We have some more business to attend to. Last week, we saw a young lady come out of the EWC Universe and beat one of our very own. This was something that is virtually unheard of in this great sport. Well, we have invited her to join us this evening. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the soon to be newest member of Monday Night BRAWL, Vannah White!

Hollister turns his attention to the top of the ramp as the crowd begins to stir, after several seconds... Vannah White appears from the backstage to a thunderous applause.

Aiello: There's no doubt that Vannah White garners quite the reaction from the crowd.

Bennett: Bullshit! She's smarter than she looks, that's why she didn't come out to any entrance music!

Carter: I don't know Steve, I think the reaction is justified if we're counting her looks alone!

Vannah White skips down to the ring microphone in hand wearing a vintage t-shirt paying respects to former EWC superstar, Crazyman. She rolls under the bottom rope and takes a seat at the table.

"Doc": Now, Vannah, I want to thank you for agreeing to meet with me tonight and your willingness to get a deal done. There has been no shortage of rumors of you joining Future Stars of Wrestling and I am just glad that you've decided to make the right choice by choosing to join Monday Night BRAWL!

The crowd gives a nice pop for "Doc".

Aiello: "Doc" obviously sees something in Vannah to give her this opportunity!

Carter: I certainly do.

Bennett: A nice pair of tits! You guys make me sick. Vannah White is not Monday Night BRAWL material!

Hollister smiles as he turns to Vannah White.

"Doc": Vannah, I know the sales pitch. FSW will give you an opportunity to grow. An opportunity to learn at your own pace. It will develop you in a way that maybe Monday Night BRAWL cannot.

Vannah White listens closely as Hollister holds up his finger in the air.

"Doc": But Vannah... Monday night is Prime Time. And, with the news I just broke to the world, Monday Night BRAWL is more Prime Time than ever! We bring the EWC the highest ratings. We have the most talented competitors and our lights shine the brightest. Monday Night BRAWL is the flagship brand of the EWC and, if you can succeed here, you can succeed just about anywhere else.

Hollister cuts his pitch short as Vannah White already has the contract in hand and signs her signature. This draws further support from the crowd. He smiles and extends his hand to Vannah White but she already has turned her attention to the crowd, spinning around in her chair.

Vannah White: I just want to thank everyone for the support. Over the past week things have been soooooo crazy but it's an absolute honor to be here in front of you all once again!!

The crowd gives a huge pop in return which makes Vannah White smile even more. She can barely contain her excitement as she hops up out of her chair and smack dab into the center of the ring.

Vannah White: Now that I am officially apart of Monday Night Brawl you all will come along with me on my journey! For the first time in EWC history the door has opened for a fan to make their dreams a reality! Many EWC stars of today have been offering me great advice and words of encouragement while others have found ways to undermine and discourage each and every single one of us.

Vannah nods her head in disapproval as the crowd begins to stir with boos.

Vannah White: They try to portray me as some sort of seasoned competitor because I got my butt whooped in a Siberian Prison like 7 years ago when I was 19 years old. And they will do and say these things not to make me feel good about myself but to justify why they may end up losing to a girl who hasn't trained a single day in her life.

Vannah White sighs.

Vannah White: Folks, we already have them running scared. And it 's because, at the end of the day, it's not the General Managers, the bookers, or even the President of EWC that calls the shots... IT'S YOU GUYS. Without you, there is no show. Without you, they have no ratings. No merchandise to sell, no hot dogs to make commission on, and the tickets are worth no more than the paper it's printed on.

Vannah White is pumped up and hops up onto the table and holds the BRAWL contract she signed high above her head in pride.

Vannah White: You guys have all the power and it's you guys who will share it with me and give me the strength I need to overcome all of the odds put forth against us!

Vannah White stops talking long enough for the fans to start up an''EWC'' chant that she approvingly nods her head to in rhythm.

Vannah White: EWC!

''EWC''

Vannah White: EEEEE DUBBAYA CEEEE

''EWC!''

Vannah White: EEEEEE DUBBAYA CEEEEEEE!

''EWC!''
Vannah White rocks her fist back and forth as she maintains her chants in unison with the crowd. The chant gets so loud and goes on for far too long to the point where the producers are forced to cut to the EWCTV break.

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TAG TEAM MATCH

DONKEY PUNCH

VS MUCHO GRANDE!

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“Safety Dance” by Men Without Hats begins to play and out comes the tag team known as Donkey Punch. Twin brothers Danny and Donnie Madison make their way down the ramp and very awkwardly enter the ring.

Aiello: And we are ready to kick off the action here on Monday Night BRAWL!

Bennett: And here comes my favorite tag team in the whole company! Donkey Punch! What a loveable duo of idiots!

Carter: As you remember, they were supposed to take on Captain Morgan Darkwater last week in Minneapolis in a handicap match, but they were assaulted in the backstage area by who we ASSUME was Rob Garcia and Jeff Noon.

Aiello: And a good assumption that is, Max. I don’t quite understand the dynamic between Garcia and Captain Morgan, but we will find that out later tonight when they take on NSFW!

"Bamboleo" by Gypsy Kings hits over the P.A. System and the crowd goes crazy for their Spanish Luchadore! Carlos Ruiz walks out from the back posing for the crowd in his leather jacket that is zipped halfway up, pink speedo wrestling trunks, pink boots, and Maui Jim sunglasses.

Aiello: And their opponents tonight will be the newly-formed tag team of MUCHO GRANDE! Carlos Ruiz has been making waves over on PRIME and has decided to bring his talents over to BRAWL for the evening.

Carter: Meanwhile, Grizzly Duggan has been on a rollercoaster ride over on Rampage as of late.

Carlos stops on the entrance ramp looking out over his adoring crowd, who is waiting for Grizzly Duggan to join Carlos. Carlos, instead, raises a microphone to his mouth and his music stops playing.

Ruiz: Buenos noches, amigos!

The crowd goes crazy for the Spanish Luchadore once more.

Ruiz: Gracias. I love every one of you! Si! Now, Carlos has bad news for you all. Señor Grizzly could not make it here to Minsk tonight. I very sorry to tell you this. Now, Carlos not hear from Señor Grizzly in two days. I not really know where he is. But I do hope that he will be able to get to the Amsterdam for Rampage this Friday!

Aiello: I wonder if that means this match will not happen tonight.

Bennett: Couldn’t tell you. I don’t understand a damn word this guy is saying!

Carter: Cut that out, Steve. English lessons have been doing wonders for this man!

Suddenly, Carlos begins laughing on the stage. He wags his finger to the crowd as he smiles.

Ruiz: I just kidding! Señor Grizzly thought that would be good joke! Ladies and gentlemen, I want to introduce to you my tag team partner! He is most grande man in the EWC! Together, the two of us make best new tag team in all of the world. MUCHO GRANDE! Please welcome... Señor Grizzly!

The crowd cheers as "Walk" by Pantera starts playing. Grizzly walks out and joins Carlos on the stage. Grizzly stares at the crowd and makes his way towards the ring with Carlos following close behind. Once at the ring, Grizzly grabs the top rope, pulls himself up, and steps over the rope and walks to the center of the ring. Carlos rolls into the ring after him and stands in front of Grizzly. Both men raise both of their hands in the air as three bursts of pyro ignite from each corner in a synchronized fashion. Their music fades out and the referee calls for the bell.

Aiello: Well, this is going to be a great way to start off the night, folks!

DING DING DING

Donnie Madison starts out in the ring with Carlos Ruiz. The two begin walking towards each other, but Danny Madison steps through the ropes drawing the attention of the referee and Carlos. Donnie delivers a swift thumb to the left eye of Carlos. Carlos winces and grabs his eye as Danny steps back through the ropes. Donnie walks back over and tags Danny and the two men walk over to Carlos and each grab a wrist. The two men Irish-whip Carlos into the corner hard, sending Carlos to his knees in pain. Grizzly Duggan stands on the ring apron shouting at the referee as he admonishes Donnie for still being in the ring.

Bennett: Great tag team tactics to start the match by Donkey Punch!

Aiello: You may say “great,” but they’re doing everything they can to get away with a fast one to start up here.

Danny picks Carlos up and lifts him up for a snap suplex. He rolls over on top of Carlos for the cover.







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Kickout by Carlos Ruiz.

Danny picks Carlos up into a front headlock and backs into their corner. Donnie tags himself in and they shove Carlos into the corner. The two begin delivering boots to Carlos’ midsection as Grizzly enters the ring, only to be stopped by the referee. Danny stays in the ring and Donnie exits.

Aiello: Now, come on referee. Danny isn’t the legal man!

Carter: They’re going to use the power of being twins to their advantage in this situation, Joe.

Bennett: You mean “the smart thing to do!”

Danny goes to Irish-whip Carlos into the ropes, but Carlos reverses it and back-bodydrops Danny to the mat on his return. Carlos begins walking over to his corner to tag in the big man, but Danny lunges forward and grabs Carlos’ ankle, preventing him from doing so. Carlos looks to shake his leg free, but Donnie jumps into the ring and runs over to Carlos and hits him with a clothesline. The referee begins warning Donnie about getting out of the ring, but Donnie explains to him that he’s the legal man. Throughout all of the confusion, Grizzly Duggan has seen enough. Grizzly steps over the top rope and runs at Donkey Punch, delivering a hard double clothesline. This sends Danny through the ropes and to the outside. Grizzly hurries back to his corner and steps back onto the ring apron.

Aiello: Grizzly Duggan sure is a great equalizer!

Bennett: Equalizer? He’s so big that he could take on half the roster on his own!

As the crowd gets behind the Spanish Luchadore, Carlos begins to feel the energy. He crawls towards his corner and lunges towards the outstretched hand of Grizzly Duggan, finally making the tag. Grizzly steps over the top rope and into the ring legally for the first time in the match. Carlos stands to his feet and now the two men stand on opposite sides of Donnie Madison. Donnie, not knowing where to go, runs at Carlos but is met by a hard right from Ruiz. Donnie stumbles towards Duggan, who delivers a hard right of his own, spinning Donnie around. Carlos rears back and hits Donnie with the Spanish Eyes, sending Donnie flying towards Grizzly Duggan. Duggan scoops Donnie up onto his shoulder and yells at the crowd with his free hand high in the air.

Aiello: This could be it for Donkey Punch tonight!

Carter: Not many people can get up from this, if any!

Grizzly walks circles around the ring with Donnie up on his shoulder, who is now pleading with Grizzly to not do this. Finally, Duggan takes off and hits Donnie with a hard Running Powerslam! He stays on top for the cover.






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Danny Madison slides back into the ring.








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SPANISH EYES TO DANNY MADISON!










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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners… MUCHO GRANDE!

“Walk” begins playing again as Carlos runs over and jumps on Grizzly’s back for a second, the two celebrating in the ring.

Aiello: An in-ring debut for MUCHO GRANDE! and a victorious one!

Bennett: Those silly sons-of-bitches had it coming!

Carter: Who? Donkey Punch for the loss? Or MUCHO GRANDE! for the win?

Bennett: Both of ‘em!

Cameras open up in the backstage area to find David Miller making his way through the halls, seemingly taking his time, yet moving with purpose. Every open door, he gives a brief glance inside, only to move on unsatisfied. Coming to the end, he curls his lip in disappointment and turns .. only to avoid smashing into Ace Heart, who seems to have taken an interest in the scavenger hunt. Miller’s eyes narrow, but he slowly offers a nod of acknowledgement. 

Miller: Ace.

Half-expecting the usual cold shoulder, it actually takes Heart a couple of seconds to realize what just happened. Still, to the veteran mic-man’s credit, his composure returned quick enough for him to seize the moment.

Heart: Uh, yes, how are you?

Ok, so it didn’t come back all that strong, give him a second.  

Heart: Care to tell us what seems to be escaping you?

Before David can answer, Ace offers up a suggestive brow.  

Heart: Or maybe, it’s a ‘ who ’ that escaped you?

Miller : None of your business.

Ace held the brow for an awkward second .. before finally letting it drop in defeat.  

Heart: O-kay. Then maybe we’ll just get some words on your match with Kross tonight? Or maybe some insight as to why you jumped ship to the new FSW? Does it have anything to do with how you've fumbled a few balls lately Miller shook his head, arms coming to a fold across his chest.  

Miller: I didn’t ‘ jump ship .’ I took an opening when I saw one. Don’t pussy-foot with me, Ace, I’m not a fan of it, and neither are they.

Reaching over Heart’s shoulder, Miller pointed out toward rhe arena. On cue, a decent ovation rose up from the crowd.  

Miller: I didn’t just drop the ball. I kicked it around like a damn comedy act. Part of me isn’t even sure why I’m still employed, other than being filler for a card, but soon as Hunter made it clear what he had in store for the FSW, I saw my chance to get some solid footing. I keep talking about how I made my name already. I did. But not here. Not in front of the EWC faithful. That’s where I went wrong .. along with a few other things. FSW is my chance to rectifty that. And that’s what I’m going to do. By the time I’m through working my way up from the Lovetts and the Banes, to the Conners, Reids and Otakis, there won’t be a single person that doesn’t know who I am, and what I do.

Cocking his head, Ace cut through the mini-rant with a single comeback.  

Heart: Kind of sounds like having to start over.

A few ‘ oohs ’ trickle back from the crowd. Even Ace seems to regret the words, if only a little .. but Miller just stares at him for a long minute .. before conceding with a nod.  

Miller: It is. In a lot of ways, it is. It’s been a long time since I’ve walked into a company a complete nobody. No preceding reputation. No old friends or foes to hype me up. The name David Miller has brought millions to their feet .. but those weren’t EWC fans. So, yeah. I’m having to prove my worth like it’s day one.

Twisting his head, he cracked the bones in his neck with a concussive ripple that caused a visible discomfort in Heart.  

Miller: It’s basically what I told Kross. We came in under the exact same circumstances. With the exact same background. Only he was smart. He kept his mouth shut and let the talent do the talking. I was too busy hauling baggage around to keep up. Luckily for me, some helpful hands have lightened that load in recent weeks, so things are going to be a little easier now .. once I’m done dealing with Kendrick tonight, anyway.

Heart: I have to say, it was a change to see you this invested in an X-Division match. From the start, you made your stance on the style fairly clear. Should we take this to mean we’ll see a little less resistance towards hardcore wrestling?

Miller: Maybe. I’m still not a fan. I’ve never had a problem throwing down with anyone, anywhere .. and I hate admitting it, but I spent my share in those CZW-type places. Guys like me don’t get accepted to the ‘ professional ’ promotions, so you take work where you can. Personally, I’m happy leaving that garbage behind me. What does matter is that Mac and Price and the powers that be, for all my fuck ups, keep handing me these shots. Maybe it’s time I swallowed my pride and took advantage. So, yeah .. I might just grab a chair or two. Or wrap Kross’ skinny little chicken legs around the ring post. I guess you’ll just have to wait and see.

Something behind Ace seems to catch Miller’s eye. He tries to follow whatever it is he noticed, but obviously can’t go too far.  

Miller: We're done for now.

Ace couldn’t help the ungodliest of shit-eating grins as he let Miller pass.  

Heart: Say hello to Ms. Young if you catch up to her.

A cacophany of sounds built up in the next instant. Whistles, jeers, cheers and ‘ oohs ’ all drowned out by eventul laughter as the stream faded out to commercial just as Ace scrambled to get past as Miller wheeled hard.

[MNB]

After the commercial break, the EWCtron fuzzes into White Noise. A few seconds later, Lil' Dicky's "Too High" begins playing as the screen now shows...





Narrator: A new team is ROLLING UP in the EWC. They will give the tag division the SPARK it needs. And they are getting ready to BLAZE through the competition. Leaving CLOUDS of SMOKE in their wake. EWC...get to ready to get LIT... It is almost...



Giggling and laughter can be heard right before the screen fades to black.

Carter: I am not sure what that was all about. I guess there is a new tag team looking to make their way into the EWC?

Bennett: Goddamnit. Just what the EWC needs, some godamn hippies. Son of a Bitch!

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SINGLES MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

ORIANNA JOHNSON

VS AJ JOHNSON

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Aiello: Anyway, shifting gears, what a great debut from MUCHO GRANDE!

Carter: Yeah, the Tag Team Division has a new threat on its’ hands and it comes in the combination of a Spaniard and a Giant.

Bennett: Who the hell cares about MUCHO GRANDE!? WHEN We are about to witness the return of the classiest guy in professional wrestling today… AJ JOHNSON. Today is everyone’s lucky day.

Aiello: AJ Johnson will be performing for the first time in awhile, and he will get some tough competition from the up and comer known as Orianna Johnson.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing first...weighing in 135 pounds and hailing from Bend, Oregon…..ORIANNNNNAAAAA JOHNNNNSONNNNN!

"Whatever It Takes" 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.

Aiello: Orianna Johnson has a bright future ahead of her under the tutelage of Ace King.

Carter: She is without a doubt a very talented competitor. Still green, but doesn’t mean she won’t find success here at Monday Night BRAWL.

Bennett: She is very unlucky fellas. She shares the same last name of AJ. Battle of the Johnson’s and obviously AJ will prove to be the bigger man like he always is. He is the only Johnson this world needs.

As the lights go out in the Arena, lyrics hit the PA system and red and black lights begins flashing. AJ then walks from the curtain and turns his back to the crowd and shakes his hips.



After flipping his hair, he turns around and begins dry humping towards the crowd and mocking the fans in attendance. He plays on the stage for a moment and then starts walking down the ramp towards the ring.

Once in the ring, AJ continues mocking the crowd as the boos are beginning to overtake the Arena. Before the ring announcer can begin talking AJ snatches the microphone and gestures for the announcer to walk away as he begins to tap the top of the microphone.

AJ Johnson: "Ladies and Gentlemen....Now making his appearance in this ring, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing in at 225 pounds....The best damn professional wrestler on this roster....AJ JOHNSON!!!!"

AJ then drops the mic and leans on the ropes in the corner of the ring as he begins smirking towards the crowd.

Aiello: As you can tell, his absence did not make these fan’s hearts grow fonder. He may still be the most despised competitor in the EWC.

Bennett: Lies. I am filing slander against you on his behalf. He is great and loved.

DING DING DING

Orianna Johnson and AJ Johnson circle each other, Orianna goes for a lockup, but AJ pulls back at the last second. He runs his hand through his hair then shakes them out with a smug, pleased with himself look on his face. Orianna is not phased, she charges at AJ, AJ goes for a Clothesline but Orianna ducks it, continues her momentum and bounces off the ropes then connects with a Handspring Cartwheel Back-Elbow Smash, sending AJ to the floor. AJ grabs his nose as he rolls outside the ring. Orianna grabs the ropes, she is about to Springboard over but AJ sees her, and runs to the other side of the ring. Pointing to his head, indicating his intelligence. He gets into it with some fans, with distracts him from seeing Orianna slide out of the ring, then charge. AJ turns around just in time to be taken down by a Lou Thesz press. Orianna starts unloading on AJ, much to the fans delight. She is about to transition to an Armbar as the ref starts the count. AJ wastes no time pulling the hair of Orianna, which draws the ref’s attention and breaks the count. Orianna manages to keep her grip of AJ’s arm, but AJ again counters by yanking the hair of Orianna, which again draws reprieve from the ref, to which AJ tells him to shut his mouth. AJ berating the ref gives Orianna enough time to hop on then off apron, and take AJ down hard with a Tilt-o-Whirl DDT. Orianna quickly grabs AJ, rolls him into the ring, then rolls in and makes the cover...the ref counts…






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2... Quick kickout by AJ

Aiello: Orianna Johnson with a near fall there.

Carter: AJ is trying to get into her head, up to the same tricks as before he went on hiatus.

Bennett: He didn’t lose a step. Look at him in all his glory.

Orianna gets to her feet, she takes a few steps back, she waits for AJ to start to get to his feet. As AJ is on his hands and knees pushing himself up, Orianna Johnson sprints to the ropes, bounces off, and speeds toward AJ. She is about to go for a Cross Body, Block, but AJ drops to the mat, pulling the ropes down, causing Orianna to fly over the ropes and crash onto the floor outside the ring. AJ takes his time getting to his feet. He rolls outside the ring, runs his hands through his hair, then slings the sweat at some fans. He is giving them the business AJ Johnson style as he grabs a handful of Orianna’s hair. He drags her to her feet, yelling, Go Back to School Rookie. He goes to slam Orianna’s head onto the apron, but she blocks it, then counters with a Back Elbow to the face before rolling in the ring. AJ mutters an expletive before re-entering the ring. Orianna, being a class act, let’s AJ get to his feet. They circle each other a few times, AJ goes for a hard right, but Orianna ducks under it, countering into a Float Over Russian Leg Sweep. She goes for the cover...the ref counts….




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Kickout by AJ

Aiello: Orianna Johnson is keeping the wily vet on his heels. Another nearfall.

Orianna Johnson rushes to her feet, AJ slaps the mat in frustration. Orianna charges as AJ gets to his feet, Orianna goes for the Ricochet Leg Lariat, but AJ Johnson ducks under it. Orianna lands, turns, and is dropped by a Superkick from AJ. AJ goes for the cover...the ref counts….




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Kickout by Orianna.

Bennett: You were saying? You can’t keep this class act down.

In typical AJ Johnson fashion, he berates the ref for a slow count. Giving Orianna the chance to sneak from behind and catch AJ with a Roll-Up. But she can’t make the pin as AJ keeps his momentum going and rolls out of the pin attempt. As soon as Orianna gets to her feet, she is sent back to the mat with a Standing Drop Kick. AJ storms to his feet, toward the ropes, he bounces off, leaps, and comes down with an Elbow Drop. Which he then follows with a series of four more quick elbow drops. He goes for the pin after the fifth...the ref counts…





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Th...kickout by Orianna.

AJ gives the ref the business as he grabs handful of Orianna's hair. He sets her up, then lifts her up for a Michinoku Driver, but Orianna escapes out the back. AJ turns to a kick to the gut, then a Forearm shot, then a hard right. She acts as if she is going to deliver a kick to the side of AJ, but but then suddenly breaks out into some new age breakdancing moves. AJ Johnsons just stares at her, thrown off for a second. He yells, “You call that dancing?” Then begins to shake his hips in a way that would make Elvis swoon. As AJ gets into it, Orianna abruptly changes a dance move into a vicious Capoeira Kick to their head.

Bennett: CHEATER! She is a CHEATER! AJ thought she wanted to dance. That is just wrong!

Carter: Clever move by the rookie. I wonder if she got that from Guardians of the Galaxy? Either way it worked in the movie, and for her here.

Orianna Johnson, drops to make the cover, she hooks the leg… the ref counts….





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THR...kickout by AJ Johnson.

Orianna is ready to end this match, she heads to the corner, climbs to the Top Turnbuckle, AJ staggers to feet a few seconds later. Orianna leaps, going for the Shooting Star Cross Body, but AJ is ready for it, and meets her with a Dropkick to the gut as she descends.

Aiello: Oh My! Orianna was ready to put this away with her Crowd Pleasing Crescendo, but AJ Johnson still had some fight left in him.

AJ pounces on the dzed Orianna. He grabs her, bringing her to her feet, and setting him up in Suplex position. He lifts, and drives her head first into the mat with a Brainbuster. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…





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AJ storms to his feet, kicking the bottom rope out of frustration before berating the ref. He walks over, grabs Orianna, setting her up for the Day Dreamer, but before he goes to lift her, Orianna counters with a Back Body Drop. She climbs between ropes, turns, grabs the ropes, and as AJ gets to his feet, she uses the ropes to Springboard Flying Forearm, and connects. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…




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THRE...AJ Johnson gets his foot on the rope at the last second.

Aiello: I thought Orianna had him there. She was a split second from victory. You can tell she is pulling out all the stops to win the chance to challenge for the Television Title.

Carter: This would be a big win for her, and could give her some real momentum heading into a Television Title match.

Bennett: Why give her false hope? We all know AJ Johnson was made for the Television Title.

Orianna runs her hands through her hair thinking she had the match won. She takes her time getting to her feet, plotting how to finish AJ Johnson off. As AJ gets to his feet, Orianna charges, she goes for a Clothesline but AJ ducks it. Orianna quickly stops her momentum and switches course. This time AJ goes for a clothesline but Orianna ducks. As AJ turns, Orianna wraps her legs around the head of AJ then proceeds to amaze the crowd by sending AJ flying with the Whirly Bird Headscissors. Orianna and AJ are both slow to get to their feet. Orianna is up first, a few seconds before AJ, Orianna charges and delivers Meet My Knee to a dazed AJ. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…






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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…...ORIANNNNAAAAA JOHNNNNSSSSONNNN!

Aiello: Orianna Johnson has earned her shot to challenge the newly crowned Television Champion, Bishop Church for the EWC Television Title.

Carter: Orianna has garned a lot of attention since her debut here at EWC. Now she gets her first chance at EWC Gold.

Bennett: That was a fast count. Did you see that? The ref counted fast because AJ gave him some lip. These refs need to be trained to be unbiased. He just cost AJ Johnsons the Television Title.

The ref raises Orianna’s Johnson arm to the sky in victory. She receives cheers, hoots, and hollers as she makes her way out of the ring. She celebrates the victory by exchanging High-Fives with the crowd as she makes her way up the ramp.

Aiello: Stay tuned folks, coming up next we have another match with future title shot implications as David Miller takes on Kendrick Kross for a chance to earn their way into the X-Division Title Match.

[MNB]

We return from commercial break to outside of the Minsk-Arena where we see Nostalgia walking out of his trailer, smoke billowing out behind him. He takes one more hit from the blunt before handing it out to the now exiting Smokey Jones. Nostalgia begins choking from the hit, his eyes watering, and glassed over. He rubs his eyes, when he opens them again he sees none other than Dominic Sanders standing before him.

Nostalgia: Saunders, what’s up man...you stalking me now?

Sanders: It’s… nevermind. Who the fuck cares? How are you feeling, Leo?

Nostalgia: I’m good man. I hate that I had to miss being in the ring to perform for these fans tonight. You are looking better than the last time I saw you. Big win over Xavier Reid. Congrats.

Sanders: Thanks. Xavier was a tough opponent. I needed that win, though, after my loss to Ace King. As for my health? My head feels better than it did last week. I’m still in concussion protocol, but I’m about ready to really get back into that ring.

Nostalgia: I know exactly what you mean. Not to mention the ribs are still a little sensitive. But I don’t think a week has gone by in the past four years that I haven’t dealt with some kind of pain or other.

Sanders: Four years? Heh. It’s been twenty years for me. Even that decade-long hiatus that I took I always felt some kind of pain. You live with it forever, my man. Even when we were in the E… uh… last promotion together, I never truly felt healthy. Which reminds me… you and me… we’ve never had a chance to step into the ring together. I mean, I wouldn’t want to embarrass you now, would I?

Sanders says this with a grin on his face, but also serious as he respects the hell out of Nostalgia.

Nostalgia: Well now. Since you put it that way. I wouldn’t want the EWC Universe to see what happens when you step into the ring with Championship Caliber talent.

Nostalgia smirks, looking around the parking lot.

Nostalgia: I don’t see Gil here to pick you and your ego up after I beat you. So maybe you don’t want to start something you can’t finish.

Nostalgia shoots Sanders the gun and the wink, his trademark maneuver after he finishes his smoking sessions.

Sanders: Don’t you worry about Gil. That clown may be my best friend, possibly my only friend from the way you’re talking. But that’s fine. This business isn’t about making friends, anyway. And I wouldn’t worry about beating me, either. I’m a lot better than I was a year ago. I am not so sure you’ve got what it takes anymore. Last I checked, you aren’t a world champion, nor are you… uh… getting that shot anytime soon. Looks to me like Natalie has the rights to that shot.

Nostalgia: Oh what Saunders. All give and no take? Did you get that stick surgically implanted up there again?

Nostalgia chuckles.

Nostalgia: Ok, you want to be more serious. Yes, Natalie Young has the chance to earn the right to fight for the Undisputed Title. But, last time I checked, I was the last one to beat Luke Wolfe. And this shiny belt is that reminder. I am fine with Natalie Young getting her shot. She is a great talent. I will get my shot, at Night of Champions. Because I am Undisputed Title material, the fans know it, and for them I will do whatever it takes to earn that shot. Even if that means beating you here tonight.

Sanders: IF you are still the champion at Night of Champions, that is. Heh. Looks like the new BRAWL Assistant General Manager has some plans for you and that shiny belt. But that’s beside the point. You want to think you’re tough and push that belt in my face while we talk, then how about you put your money where your mouth is? Now, I don’t need that title belt. Eventually, sure. But tonight? No. However, I would just LOVE to step into that ring with you, even if we aren’t cleared to do so or "Doc" doesn’t want it to happen. One way or another, I’m game.

Nostalgia: CHALLENGE ACCEPTED! I look forward to doing battle against you good sir. Good luck.

Dominic walks into the building, heading straight for the entrance to the arena area. Nostalgia follows closely behind.

Aiello: Surely, this isn’t happening, right?

Bennett: I hope to God it does!

Carter: I am not so sure about this, guys. These two aren’t cleared to wrestle here tonight. I can’t imagine that "Doc" is going to be happy about this.

The lights dim in the arena as the instrumental version of "Phenomenal" by Eminem cues and begins to play throughout the arena. 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 on cue.

Aiello: Regardless, here comes Dominic Sanders!

The crowd reacts with both cheers and boos as Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in street clothes. Sanders looks out over the mixed crowd and shakes his head. He walks to the ring and Dominic slides under the bottom rope. Sanders walks over to the corner and steps up onto the second turnbuckle. He raises his arms in the air, inciting another mixed reaction. He descends the turnbuckle and walks over to Jessica Stroup, whispering something to her as she gets into the ring. Sanders bounces around the ring getting prepared for this unsanctioned match as his music fades out.

Aiello: So I guess we ARE having a match between Dominic Sanders and Nostalgia here tonight.

Carter: Anything can truly happen here on Monday Night BRAWL.

Bennett: Hopefully Sanders finishes the job and sends Nostalgia home… for good.

Aiello: I don’t think it is like that Steve. They seem to share a mutual respect for one another.

Carter: This is what competition is all about. Two competitors that have circled each other for years, finally getting the chance to throw down for bragging rights.

The beat to “Redbone” by Childish Gambino begins playing throughout the arena 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!"

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from Pine Barrens, NJ…weighing in at 289 pounds…He is the X-Division Television Champion...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 the EWC X-Division Title high 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 and fist bumping fans at each set of 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 the EWC X-Division Title in the air, holds it for a few seconds. He brings it down and presses it against his chest, then slaps it with pride to psych himself up before handing it off to the ringside attendant.

“DON’T YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES!”

Upon hearing these words, Nostalgia retreats to his corner, stretching, waiting for the bell to ring.

Aiello: It will be interesting to see how this plays out, as neither man is close to 100%.

Carter: These two won’t hold back either. This could be amazing or go very very wrong. But, Joe, we don’t even have a referee out here!

DING DING DING

Nostalgia and Dominic Sanders exchange a handshake they circle one another. They go to lock up, but as soon as they do “American Idiot” by Green Day hits. Nostalgia and Dominic Sanders drop the grapple and turn their attention to the ramp as Roger "Doc" Hollister steps out from backstage to a chorus of boos, as they were looking forward to this match. EWC officials run past "Doc" and slide into the ring, stepping between the two. With a microphone in hand and a smile on his face, "Doc" addresses the crowd and the men in the ring.

"Doc": Now, now gentleman. I just LOVE your competitive nature! I really do! But, if I remember correctly, neither of you have been cleared by our Chief Physician, Hiro Lee. So we can’t have you two putting each other out of action with Scars and Stripes so close. So what we are going to do is we are going to make sure you both are cleared by Hiro within the next week. And IF he clears both of you, we will have a sanctioned one-on-one match between Nostalgia and Dominic Sanders in a non-title match!

The crowd cheers as "Doc" makes his way back to the backstage area. Sanders and Nostalgia look at each other through the officials. They both exchange smiles and exit the ring. The officials exit with them and the herd of people make their way to the back.

Aiello: We almost had a great impromptu match here, folks.

Bennett: Damn that man "Doc" for stepping his nose into their business! Let them fight!

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SINGLES MATCH
WINNER IS ENTERED INTO THE X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP PICTURE

KENDRICK KROSS

VS DAVID MILLER

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Aiello: Next up, we’ve got a big match with huge X-Division Championship implications. Former Television Champion Kendrick Kross takes on David Miller in just seconds.

Bennett: You tell me this, Joe. Miller just lost his shot. That son of a bitch doesn’t deserve a thing.

Carter: You’ve gotta be kidding me, Steve. Miller took Nostalgia to the limit last Monday night in that ladder match. He just came up short in becoming the X-Division Champion.

Bennett: And he’s also been over on Rampage getting beat down by Jai Savage and Draco Lazarus.

Aiello: That’s correct, but David Miller is always game and that’s why this has the aforementioned implications. Meanwhile, Kendrick is on a roll. Since dropping the Television Title, he’s dispatched Grizzly Duggan and Reek.

Carter: You could easily make assumptions on who will come out on top but if you’ve watched Monday Night BRAWL for any length of time, you know that anything could happen.

Bennett: Enough of the yapping, let’s get it on!

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…

"Under and Over It" hits the PA system as the lights flash. Kendrick walks out from the ramp to a mix of cheers and boos. He stops at the ramp and takes a deep breath. He pauses for a few seconds before heading down the ramp, slapping a few hands on each side as he does so.

Stroup: From Chelsea London, weighing at 215 Pounds....Kendrick KROSS!

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

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 …

Jessica Stroup: 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. He is The Wrestler … 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, throwing a few combinations. As the music fades, Miller seems to calm, moving face to face with Kendrick Kross.

DING DING DING

Aiello: Both of these men have wildly different styles. Kross here will try to catch Miller off guard with high-impact and high-risk moves.

At the moment, both competitors circle each other tentatively looking for the first opening of the bout.

Carter: Joe, no doubt we will some amazing moves from K2 tonight.

Bennett: Enough of the flipping floppity, boy. Miller can redeem himself tonight by knocking his dumb ass out of the sky.

They lock up, collar and elbow. Kross has a slight height advantage but Miller’s build is bigger by thirty pounds. They struggle in the middle of the ring like two bulls with their horns locked.

Aiello: Despite Kross’ daredevil style, Miller and him have a lot in common in terms of their combat sports experience.

Miller exerts his weight advantage and pushes Kross into a corner.

Bennett: Sock him right in the mouth, you son of a bitch!

Referee Paul Turner gets between the two but Miller voluntarily releases the lock up and steps back. Whatever look Miller gives Kross sets him off as he backhands Miller across the face. David staggers back into the ring and looks at Kross intently.

Miller: Do that again.

Kross obliges with a chop to the chest.

Miller: Again.

A forearm smash to the side of the head.

Miller: … again.

A forearm to the other side.

Miller: AGAIN!

A brutal double handed chop.

Before Kross can react though, Miller absolutely obliterates K2 with a headbutt!!!

Aiello: Whoa!!!

Bennett: That’s what I’m talking about!

Carter: That right there really is where the bell rang for this match. Now it begins.

Kendrick crumples to the mat in a heap but Miller doesn’t let up. He pulls Kross up and pushes him back in the corner and begins to hammer into Kross’s midsection with punches. The ref counts to four before Miller lets up. Kross staggers out of the corner. Miller kicks him in the gut, cinches K2’s arms over his shoulders and snaps him into the center of the ring with a suplex. He floats over and hooks Kross’s leg.







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Kross is still in it. Miller is relentless, though. He drags K2 up to his feet.

Aiello: Kendrick may still in this but he’s on shaky ground.

Bennett: What’s Miller doing? Take him out for good!

Carter: He looks to be sizing Kendrick up as he staggers about. Not sure what this is about.

Whether it was mistake or calculation, we’ll never know, Miller latches a hand around yanks K2 forward for a short arm clothesline but Kross ducks under and then he is off to the races. He bounces off one side and ducks under another clothesline attempt. Miller steps forward just to see an amazing act through the air. Kross springboards off the second rope with a moonsault, sees in mid-air Miller’s adjustment, and lands on his feet behind him. Miller quickly turns around and tries to level Kross with a roundhouse kick to the head but Kross blocks it and pushes away his leg. Kendrick grabs Miller by the arm, pulls him towards the corner, and uses him as leverage to quickly ascend the turnbuckle and smash into Miller with a twisting senton! Kross lands on top of Miller and the referee dives down to the mat to count!






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Aiello: Miller kicks out at 2!

Kross is still on the offensive and grabs Miller by the back of the neck and tosses him through the third and second rope. Miller catches himself on the apron and gets to his feet. It’s too late, though, as Kross has spring-boarded off the ropes again and knocks Miller off the apron with a triangle dropkick!

Aiello: Uh-oh, Kross’ opponent is on the outside of the ring!

Miller looks out of sort as he holds his jaw, now starting to feel the effect of multiple blows to the head. The audience reaches a fever pitch as Kross bounces off the opposite of the ring, gets a running start …

Aiello: High risk!

Suicide dive through the ropes!!

DAVID MILLER SIDE STEPS AND KROSS LAWN DARTS HIMSELF INTO THE BARRICADE! He just BARELY gets an arm up to even minimally absorb this huge misstep.

Bennett: Low return, you dumb son-of-a-bitch!

Carter: That was just horrific. Will Kross even be able to continue here?

Kross is flat out on the concrete and Miller stands over him with his fists balled. The referee begins to count them both out.



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Bennett: Be the Assassin, you fuckin’ pansy. End his career for good. Do what you’re good at, boy!

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He grits his teeth and reaches down and pulls a vulnerable Kross up.

Aiello: Oh God, he’s gonna do it. This is over!! Don’t do this, Miller!

Bennett: Do it. Take him out. Be the man, David!






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David Miller much to the ref’s chagrin rolls back and then out to reset the count.

Aiello: Miller is not happy with whatever that conflict was!

He reaches under the rope and grabs Kross by the nearest leg and drags him effortlessly to a post.

Carter: Uh-oh.. Miller may not want to end it for good but he’s sure going to neutralize all of this high flying from Kendrick Kross!

Bennett: Whatever, Miller is still being a pussy.

Instead of slamming Kross’s knees into the post one at a time, he expertly drives the point of his elbow into Kross’ kneecap.

Carter: Sick!

And then in one swift movement, he wraps Kross’ legs together and drops down with a figure four around the ring post.

Aiello: The excellence of execution would be honored!

Bennett: I give this little measly move a four out of ten!

Carter: It seems to wake Kross up though despite the pain!

Miller once again breaks it up before gets disqualified. He’s quickly in the ring and he paces back and forth in front of his fallen opponent. He shakes his head as if deciding that the right course of action. He pulls up K2 …

Aiello: Time for the HARD GOODBYE!!

But Kross flips out of the backdrop driver and lands on his feet. He racks up Miller from behind, and even with a slight knee wobble, he does it …

Aiello: He just served Miller with a big ole’ Rack of Ribs!!!

Carter: Even I think that was awful, Joe!

Aiello: It’s what he calls it!

Whatever its called, the rack bomb rocks Miller! K2 transition right into the cover!





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Miller gets his shoulder up just in the nick of time!! He rolls onto his belly and gets up hit hands and knees. Kross’ eyes widen and he sizes Miller up for the TRAMP STAMP …

But Miller dodges out of the way and Kross’ knee buckles. Miller sees that and is on it as it were blood in the water. He cinches up the bad knee and goes for a fisherman’s neck breaker…

Aiello: I always knew this was Miller’s Twisted Intent!!!

Bennett: If you don’t stop, I’m gonna slap the piss out of you.

Carter: Let's not do that.

Kross gives three sharp punches to Miller’s ribs and gets out of the hold. Miller releases and steps back and as if he was giving a receipt, K2 levels Miller with a snug European uppercut! Kross looks to the nearby turnbuckle. The crowd loves it!

Aiello: After all of that, he’s gonna try again?!

Bennett: I told you he’s a dumb son-of-a-bitch.

Carter: Or he may just want to put in the final touch…

K2 climbs up top and in an astounding display he takes flight with his version of the Phoenix Splash!!

Aiello: Feel the Mountain’s Rain!!!

And he lands it perfectly. He lands directly on the prone Miller and quickly hooks a leg!!






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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: The winner of this match, via pinfall, Kendrick Kross!!!

Kross stumbles to his feet and referee Paul Turner raises his hand in victory.

Aiello: What a great match and an amazing finish! Kross took many risks and Miller REPEATEDLY made him pay. You have to wonder if perhaps the hesitation is what benefited Kross and ultimately hurt David Miller.

Bennett: You don’t have to wonder shit, Joe. He lost this match and he’s lost it here.

Carter: Did he really? I saw a different side of Miller tonight and it’s all good to me.

Bennett: You sappy sanctimonious son of a bitch!

Kross turns around after absorbing all of the positive energy from the crowd. He turns right into Miller! The tension is heavy…

Bennett: Round 2!

But Miller just nods at Kross with acknowledge and limps out of the ring to leave Kross to his celebration.

Carter: And a show of good sportsmanship from David Miller! Kendrick Kross with a huge victory tonight. Nostalgia better watch out because there is a new contender on his heels now.

"American Idiot" begins playing again and "Doc" Hollister steps out from the back with a microphone in hand.

"Doc": Kendrick Kross. Congratulations! A hard-fought victory tonight. David Miller, you also showed just how tough you are. You are to be commended, as well. Now, as far as these "Future Implications" are concerned... Kendrick Kross, you will in fact get an X-Division Title shot! Now, the decision I have to make is... do we do it next week at BRAWL?

Most of the crowd cheers.

"Doc": Do we do it sometime down the line?

A mixed reaction from the crowd.

"Doc": OOOOR... How about we settle this at Scars and Stripes?!

The crowd delivers a huge pop.

"Doc": Well, that gives me my answer. At Scars and Stripes, you will face off with Nostalgia for the X-Division Title!

Another big pop from the crowd.

"Doc": Of course, Mr. Saint over on... Rampage...

A small chorus of boos from the BRAWL faithful.

"Doc": ...has been given the opportunity to enter somebody into that match. I know who it is! But, I will not spoil it. You'll all have your answer later this week when Danny Mac releases the official Scars and Stripes card!

A cheer from the crowd as "Under and Over It" begins playing again.

Aiello: What a great match that will be at Scars and Stripes! We will be back with more Monday Night BRAWL after these commercials…

[MNB]

We return from commercial break to a raucous crowd. Suddenly, 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... FEAR… The sound of Thunder!"

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

As “Remember The Name” by Fort Minor begins to play the vast majority of the BRAWL crowd begins to boo, chanting…

MNB!!!

MNB!!!

MNB!!!

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen… Please welcome… The EWC Undisputed! WORLD Heavyweight Champion... The Untouchable... LUKE WOLFE!!!

Standing on stage with a slight smile on his face taking in the polarizing reaction from the crowd he’s not sure what quite to make of it.

Aiello: Wow… I knew Brawl fans were not happy when Luke took the belt to Rampage, but I’m absolutely shocked by this crowd reaction.

Bennett: Well what did you expect Joe? For the fans to just lay out the red carpet for him? He’s the first person since the creation of that belt to take it away from Brawl, the man BLEEDS Rampage green. This has nothing to do with him and everything to do with Brand loyalty.

Luke makes his way down the ramp, goes right to the steps and gets in the ring, wasting no time. Unstrapping the belt from around his waist, throwing it up on his shoulder. He grabs a mic from ringside, hardly anything can be heard over the roaring chants of “MNB!!”

“MNB!!!”

“MNB!!!”

“MNB!!!”

Luke nods along with the chant, and even pumps his fist along with it chanting along with them.

Luke: Wow… I mean I knew I was walking into hostile territory tonight, but I never expected THAT.

The crowd cuts him off with a round of boos.

Luke: No-no… don’t get me wrong… I get it- I do… I came out here after Stranglemania in front of a Brawl crowd, and you people cheered… But I suppose all of you expected me to make the jump to Brawl… and when that didn’t happen… Well I suppose you all wanted you’re belt back. But if you think that I have come out here tonight, to give a long ranting speech about Rampage and the feud with Brawl… You’re mistaken. I’m here to tell all of you, that you WILL be getting your belt back!

Carter: Huh?

Luke: And others as well… A couple months back before this show had to take a hiatus, I told the world that I would be the first champion who will appear on ALL brands across the world of the EWC. And that it would all start right here tonight! Now, for the past couple weeks people have seen me tweet out that everyone needs to forget everything they think they know about the EWC, cuz it’s about to change…

Carter: Yeah, what was all that? Caused quite a stir a couple times.

Luke: Some people took offense to it, some people thought I meant it disrespectfully to the rest of the locker room, it lit a fire under some… and Griffin Hawkins…

“YYYYEEEAAAHHH!!!!”

Luke: …he thought it meant we were getting more cup cakes at catering…

Pausing, Luke has to stop himself from laughing as the crowd clearly gets a laugh out of it as well.

Luke: So why can’t I just say what I mean when I throw tweets out there? Why do I need to be so cryptic and vague? Because it makes it all the more fun to come out here and tell all of you just what is up. Things are going to change… Starting tonight. In a world where there are people playing politics, and trying to complain and bitch their way to a title shot, we have twice as many ready and willing to work their way there! To step into this ring with me! People who are ready to do it the way it’s supposed to be done! People ready to do it the hard way, to do it the way I did it! And when I look into the eyes of those people and see that fire... I like what I see, because it means I have to raise MY game that much higher! There is a locker room full of true warriors who want nothing more then their chance to PROVE themselves in this very ring!

The crowd roars as the champion nods his head in agreement.

Luke: Now that is NO disrespect to the legends of the past. I respect what those guys did for the EWC, I respect the fact that they are treated like royalty. But since I became Champion I have garnered my fair share of haters, and it’s no secret that I am not regarded by many as in the same class as those legends from the past. You can look at my history and the numbers don’t lie, but so many people seem to think that the EWC is going to fall apart on my watch… and I say NO FUCKING WAY! Not here! Not right now! NOT IN MY HOUSE!

“YYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”

Luke: I’m not out here to bitch and complain, throw stones or try to stack my numbers up against anyone. What I am out here to do is change the conversation, change the expectation, and build MY OWN legacy as EWC World Heavyweight Champion—

The crowd cuts him off as they start to chant “UNDISPUTED”

Luke: No… NO! Don’t do that… I won’t say it!

The champ says laughing.

Luke: It’s an imperfect world but it’s the only one we’ve got, so I’m gonna change everything you think you know about ME and this championship. Yes… I’ve already discussed my tour around the EWC brands, but one thing I want everyone to know… is that while Rampage will always hold a special place in my heart… as long as this belt is around MY waist… I’m no longer a “Rampage” guy.

Aiello: Wow… I never thought I would EVER hear that!

Luke: I’m an EWC guy! The EWC is my brand! I’m a Brawl guy, I’m a Rampage guy, I’m an FSW guy, I’m a Prime guy… I am the FACE of this company, and I am going to absolutely work my ass off to prove that I should be! Rampage isn’t my house anymore… The entire EWC is MY HOUSE! So to everyone… EVERYONE… Who want’s to step up and take a swing at me… and make me EARN your respect!  I’m more then happy to do it! It’s always been said that the man makes the belt, the belt doesn’t make the man, so I am going to do everything I can to continue to elevate what this belt means… what it means to me… and what it means to all of you! So… just like later tonight in the main event, there will be LOTS of people will have their shot at me along the way to either show management that they should get a shot at this belt… Or just to get in the ring with me, and make me prove that I deserve to wear this belt, or if you just want to punch my teeth in cuz you hate my guts, more people will have their chance to step into the ring with the EWC World Champion  then ever before! I can’t change the rules of how Title matches are earned or how and when they are booked… but I CAN create conversation, YOU can create conversation. So to everyone… EVERYONE from Brawl to Rampage to FSW to Prime… Come and get me! I am going to make the world believe in me, one person at a time… and just like all of you… I’m going to do it in the ring... Where it matters…

“Remember the Name” hits once again as Luke hands the mic away and climbs to the second turnbuckle as fans in the crowd can be heard chanting…

“FEAR THE THUNDER!!!”

“FEAR THE THUNDER!!!”

“FEAR THE THUNDER!!!”

Aiello: Well it certainly is a NEW day in the EWC! Not only is Luke fallowing through on his promise not to only take the belt to all brands and away from Rampage, but he is now calling himself an EWC guy! He is affiliating himself with no one brand!

Carter: And think about all the doors this could possibly open for guys who thought that their chance at facing the Undisputed Champion could only be a once in a lifetime opportunity! This is going to open a lot of doors for A LOT of talent in the EWC that we might not otherwise have a chance to prove themselves.

Bennett: What Luke Wolfe did… was paint a giant bullseye on his back because he got his feelings hurt because some people don’t like him on social media, he will regret this… I can promise you that.

Aiello: Well, I don't think that's, what has happened at all… but none the less let’s go to the ring for our next contest!!!

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

EMMA LOUISE

VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS VANNAH WHITE

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Aiello: Prior to our Undisputed Champion coming out here, we witnessed a great battle between David Miller and Kendrick Kross. Both of them will be sore for a few days at least.

Carter: That was a great wrestling match without a doubt. But this match is just as tantalizing. As we will see the newcomer, Vannah White, take on two EWC vets in Emma Louise and Griffin Hawkins.

Jessica Stroup: The following match is a Triple Threat Match!. Introducing first….weighing in at 125 pounds and hailing from London, England…. VANNNNAHHHH WHHHHITTTEEEE!

The arena falls to complete darkness as ''Firefly'' by Breaking Benjamin begins to play. The lights turn on as the camera pans into the crowd whom are cheering wildly. The camera pans around the arena as ''Vannah, Vannah, Vannah'' chants break out in several sections around the arena. Somewhere in the crowd, Vannah White appears with her hands raised over her head. She hugs several fans, slaps a couple hands and begins to maneuver her way through the packed crowd. Slowly, she paces her way down the arenas steps slapping a few more hands from lucky fans on her way down. Upon reaching the barricade, she hops up on top of it and screams wildly...

''This is for you guys!”

She jumps off the barricade and rolls into the ring via the bottom rope and pops up to her feet as she leans back into the corner turnbuckle, observing the cheering crowd much to her own amazement.

Aiello: Vannah White won her debut over Emma Louise. But she has a whole new challenge with the addition of former Television and United States Champion, Griffin Hawkins.

Carter: She wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t up for the task Joe. She has a bright future here if she can perform at the level she did last week in her debut against Emma Louise.

Bennett: Really? No one is going to say ANYTHING about her name? Okay.

Jessica Stroup: Making her way to the ring...weighing in at several pounds of girly goodness and hailing from London, England…. EMMMMAAAAA LOUUUUUIIIIISSSSEEEE!

"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.

Aiello: Emma Louise has been a mainstay here at EWC for awhile now. She is a fierce competitor always ready to compete.

Carter: This would be a big upswing of momentum if Emma Louise can pull off the win here.

Bennett: There is no IF about it. This will be Emma’s night. Just look at her. It is her world and we are all just living in it.

Jessica Stroup: Entering the ring right now, from Windsor, Ontario, Canada....put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!

The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made in Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.

He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.

After he gets in the ring, he waits for the bell to ring.

Aiello: Griffin Hawkins has to be looking toward that International Title Match at Scars and Stripes. He is hoping to add the International Title to his impressive resume.

Carter: Well he better not overlook these ladies. If he isn’t one hundred percent focused, they could easily come away with the victory here tonight.

Bennett: God I hope so. That would make my night.

DING DING DING

All three competitors come to the center of the ring after the bell. Emma and Vannah look at each other then Griffin, they charge attempting a Double Clothesline, but Griffin saw it coming and ducked. Both women keep their momentum going, Emma bounces off the ropes, but Vannah wraps her arms around the ropes to stop her momentum. Emma goes for a Diving Spear, but Griffin uses her momentum against her, quickly throwing his arm around her head and neck and driving her down with a DDT. Griffin gets to his feet, he turns to check on Vannah, but Vannah is already on him, in mid-air, bringing him down with a Thesz Press, unloading some hard right and lefts down on his head and chest. She stops with the strikes, moving onto a submission attack as she grabs the arm of Griffin. She is about to attempt the Arm Triangle Lock, but Emma comes in with a Thrust Kick, knocking Vannah to the mat. Emma looks over he shoulder at Griffin, she bends down for leverage, then leaps, connecting with a Standing Moonsault. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…






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TW...kickout by Griffin Hawkins.

Emma storms to her feet, she leans down to grab Griffin, but as she does, Vannah comes from behind grabbing her, and tossing her through the ropes. Vannah turns, but Griffin is now in front of her. He wraps her up, then sends her to the opposite end of the ring with an Exploder Suplex. Griffin looks over to see Emma Louise beginning to get to her feet, then turns his attention back to Vannah. As he gets to her, he drops the mat, he locks one arm between her legs, then goes to finish locking in the Rings of Saturn. Vannah is struggling, in obvious pain. She is trying with all her might to reach the ropes with her feet but she comes just short. Her hand is in the air, fighting the urge to tap. Until suddenly, Emma Louise is in the ring, and connects with a Low Dropkick to the face of Griffin Hawkins. Then kicks Griffin, sending him rolling out of the ring.

Aiello: Some nonstop action here folks. Each one is getting their shots in, looking for that edge.

Carter: It has been pretty even so far Joe. Either one of these could still come away with the win.

Bennett: But we all still lose. Wake me up when this is over.

As Emma Louise looks at the downed Griffin. Vannah comes from behind, and catches Emma off-guard with a Roll-Up Pin...the ref counts…






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TH...kickout by Emma Louise.

Both women get to their feet at the same time, Emma charges for a Clothesline, but Vannah counters it into This is for you (enter city name)

Aiello: What a counter by Vannah. She might have won this match right under Griffin’s nose.

Vannah pulls back with more torque, Emma struggles to find a way out. Emma’s hand is in the air, she is squeezing it like a stress ball, fighting the pain, trying not to give up. She seems like she might be about to tap, but Griffin Hawkins saves the match with a Double AxeHandle to the back of Vannah forcing her to break the hold.

Griffin grabs Vannah by the arm and shoulder, bringing her to her knees. He wraps her arms, lifts her up, and brings her down with Welcome to Canada Motherf#cker.

Carter: What an Impact from that Double Arm Backbreaker.

Griffin goes for the cover...the ref counts…






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TH...kickout by Vannah.

As Griffin gets to his feet, he looks over to see Emma Louise coming out of the corner where she was biding her time. But Griffin charges, leaps, and sends Emma Louise flying into the corner with a Hurricanrana. Griffin looks to see Vannah getting to her feet. He charges at her, leaps, sending Vannah into the opposite corner with a Hurricanrana.

Carter: Griffin Hawkins may have his opening here. The crowd couldn’t get enough of that.

Griffin takes a knee, looking at both opponents, he gets up, heading over to Emma Louise. He reaches down, grabbing her then standing her up in the corner. He picks her up, lifting her onto the top turnbuckle. He points to the fans as he takes a few steps back. He looks to his left, leaps onto the ropes, then goes for a SpringBoard Hurricanrana. But as he wasn’t paying attention to Vannah, he didn’t see her charging up behind him. Vannah grabs back of Griffin at the same time Emma wraps her arms around the legs of Griffin, with the combined effort stopping his momentum. Emma and Vannah exchange a look and nod. Instantly, Emma leaps off the turnbuckle, and Vannah uses her strength to help slam Griffin down with a Double Powerbomb.

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

Aiello: Are three competitors are down right now while every fan in this building is on their feet.

Carter: Griffin’s high-flying ability is in full effect right now. But the ingenuity of and teamwork of Vannah and Emma seem to have all but ended Griffin’s chances off walking away with a victory here tonight.

Emma and Vannah are both slow to their feet. Vannah gets to her feet first, seeing Emma slowly getting to her feet, she charges, leaps, going for a Flying Clothesline, but Emma sees her at the last second, and manages to duck under. Emma charges at the downed Vannah, then gives the fans a show with the Booty Poppin’ Moonsault. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…





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THR...kickout by Vannah.

Emma quickly grabs the head of Vannah, bring her to her knees, then locks in the “HLA,”as she brings her to her feet.

Aiello: Emma has that Front Face Sleeper locked in tight. Vannah is in trouble here.

Vannah is trying to get a grip on the arms of Emma, thinking if she can get a strong enough hold, she could break free, but as she fights, Emma applies more pressure. Then Vannah tries a different tactic, trying to get leverage with her legs, but again, Emma applies more pressure,breaking Vannah’s focus. Vannah drops to a knee. The ref checks, by grabbing her arm and raising it...it drops…





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Carter: Vannah might be out here. Emma could have this won. But the fans are still cheering the newcomer on.

The ref grabs Vannah’s arm again, raising it again...and it falls again…




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The ref grabs Vannah’s arm for the last time...he raises...it falls...but Vannah stops her arm from completely falling, and begins shaking it out. Emma has a look of disbelief on her face as she can sense Vannah getting her second wind.

Aiello: Emma was a wrist-length away from victory.

Bennett: When Emma wins, we all win. When Emma is here we all win.

Carter: I thought you said...You know what? Why bother?

Vannah with a burst of adrenaline, pushes into Emma, wraps her arms around her waist, then brings her hard to the mat with a Northern Lights Suplex. She holds for the cover...the ref counts…





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THR...Emma kicks out.

Vannah takes a few seconds to catch her breath on a knee as Emma starts pulling herself up by the ropes. As she does, Vannah charges, but she is caught off-guard when Emma quickly leans forward and connects with a Back Heel Kick. Emma charges, going for a Clothesline, but Vannah counters with a Judo Throw into a pin...the ref counts…






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THRE...broken up by Griffin Hawkins. 

Aiello: Griffin Hawkins comes back from the dead to save this match. Unbelievable!

Griffin gets to his feet a few seconds before Vannah, giving him to lunge forward and connect with Shot in the Dark. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…






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THRE...Emma pulls Griffin Hawkins off Vannah White.

Carter: Griffin almost had it there.

Bennett: This is Emma’s moment right here.

Emma grabs Griffin, she goes for The Girl Crush, but Griffin pushes her off. He grabs the arms, setting her up, then driving her head first into the mat with South of Heaven. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…






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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner....GRIFFFFFINNN HAWWWWKINNNSSSS!

Aiello: Griffin Hawkins survives the best Emma and Vannah had to offer and came away with the win.

Carter: What a performance all around. But Griffin Hawkins managed to make his move at the right time.

Bennett: He ruined everything. Emma was supposed to win that match.

The ref raises Griffin’s arm in victory as the fans adorn him with cheers. Griffin goes to each corner, showing his appreciation for the fans.

Aiello: Folks, this night has been great, so far. And yet it seems like it is just getting started!

Carter: That's right. When we return, we will see NSFW take on the Tag Team Champion Rob Garcia and Captain Morgan Darkwater! Stay tuned!

[MNB]

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TAG TEAM MATCH

NSFW

VS MORGAN DARKWATER & ROB GARCIA

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Aiello: As we said before the break, it’s been an amazing night so far and we aren’t through. We have a major tag team contest coming up. The upstarts NSFW, made up by Television Champion Bishop Church and Mike McGuire are take on Rob Garcia, current tag champion, and his new partner International Champion, Morgan Darkwater.

Carter: There is so much to unwrap there. Through some contractual language, Jeff Noon and Rob Garcia have forced the Captain into an unwilling partnership. When this all started back on Rampage, Rob tried to simply hand Morgan the belt. Victor Price has, however, declared last week that it is an invalid transfer and the only way Morgan will become Tag Team Champion is for Rob and him to successfully defend it.

Bennett: You sons of bitches are giving me a headache.

Aiello: NSFW has been calling Rob for weeks about his lack of respect to the Tag Team Championships. That prompted Price to make this non-title matchup to perhaps test the mettle of these would be challengers.

Carter: Let’s also remember that Morgan has an International Title defend at the upcoming Scars and Stripes pay-per-view versus Dominic Sanders and Griffin Hawkins. Rob doesn’t seem to care one bit that he might be spreading his new tag partner too thin.

Aiello: Alright, folks, let’s take it to Jessica for the introductions…

Jessica Stroup: This tag team match is scheduled for one-fall …

Disturbed's cover of "Land of Confusion" begins to play and the house lights flash along with the beat of the song.



Mike McGuire and Bishop Church step out onto the stage. Mike points out for Bishop various fan signs for them. Side by side, they make their way down to the ring.

Stroup: Now on their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 400 pounds, Mike McGuire and EWC Television Champion Bishop Church, N ...S ...F ...W!

Mike is in the ring bouncing back and forth to either side of the ring multiple times before John finally climbs up the ring steps. They meet in the middle of the ring and look to the crowd. With Bishop two steps behind, they both pose by standing on the second rope each with a fist raised in the air.

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.

Stroup: And their opponents, first the current EWC Tag Team Champion, now residing in Beverly Hills, weighing in at 245 pounds, ROB GARCIA!!!

Rob is wearing his UNDEFEATED Championship around his waist and a Tag Team Title on each shoulder, 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 to walk towards the ring taking their time. Jeff turns towards the entryway and barks out a command, slapping a clipboard repeatedly.

Morgan Darkwater, nearly devoid of his usual charm, but still receiving a relatively positive reaction — makes his way out with International championship in tow.

Stroup: And his tag partner …

Noon is right in Stroup’s face and grabs the microphone from her.

Noon: No no no, no introductions, you haven’t earned one yet!

Rob looks back at Darkwater and laughs. Morgan continues down the ramp with a slight scowl on his face directed at Noon.

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 championships one at a time and then throws up his arms and the tag titles into 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. Morgan finally joins them at the ring and takes his place on the apron for this bout.

DING DING DING

Bishop Church and Rob Garcia are the men who will start this match …

Aiello: Rob Garcia and his manager are doing everything they can to put the screws to Morgan Darkwater before this match even begins.

Carter: It’s disgraceful, that’s what it is.

Bennett: It’s damn funny if you ask me.

Church and Garcia circle each other. Rob backs away. Garcia turns to Morgan.

Garcia: Watch this! Watch the master at work, boy!

Morgan does not react. Finally, a collar and elbow tie up. Rob uses his quickness to transition to side headlock. He points to his head proclaims how smart he is before Bishop shoots him into the ropes. Rob bounces off the ropes and Church puts him down with a shoulder tackle. The thud from the impact echoes throughout the arena. Morgan looks unimpressed.

Aiello: Rob decided to hot dog it early in this bout and it’s already costing him.

Bennett: He’s just warming up against these sons of bitches.

Carter: Strange notion of warming up when he’s being dragged over to the NSFW corner.

Church looks over to Mike and then grabs a leg of Garcia and drags toward the corner. He slaps an outreached hand and tags in Mike. Bishop exits. Garcia is up on his knees when he realizes his opponent has just changed. He strikes and tries to go for a clothesline from the ducking position. Mike goes under his arm, reaches behind, and drops with a swift reverse neckbreaker. Instead of going for the cover, she tags in Church. Mike and Bishop exchange a look as it to continue the strategy she’s established. Bishop forces Rob to his feet and puts him on his ass with a snap mare. He then digs a knee into his back and wraps on a hold.

Aiello: It looks like NSFW has chosen to focus in on Rob’s neck while his partner looks on without a care in the world.

Bennett: Rob’s neck is invulnerable to these namby pamby holds.

Carter: Doesn’t look that way.

Bishop holds Rob in place and reaches behind him to tag Mike back in. With Rob in the seated position, Mike gets a running head start, bounces off the ropes, and puts Rob flat on the mat with basement dropkick to the jaw. Mike pounces on top of Rob with a lateral press.





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Rob kicks out!!

Mike quickly tags out to Church.

Aiello: Classic tag strategy by NSFW here. They’ve isolated what is perceived the weakest member of the opposition and are tagging in and out in rapid succession.

Bennett: Perceived by dumbasses like you!

Carter: Rob is the smaller man. Morgan Darkwater is a hard man to get off his feet so their strategy seems to be quite effective so far.

Noon is in hysterics towards Morgan, screaming at him to help Garcia. Morgan glares at him curtly while holding up the tag rope for all to see. Bishop, meanwhile, slings Garcia half way across the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex. He tags Mike in and near the prone body of Garcia … Bishop gut wrenches Mike into the air…

Bennett: NSFW implodes!!! Thank God!!

And powerbombs Mike on top of Garcia!!

Aiello: No, Bennett, NSFW calls that the Cherry Bomb!

Carter: Not every day you see tag partners use each other as a means to cause harm!

Mike covers Rob with a hook of the leg!!





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This time, Rob, barely kicks out. Mike waits for Rob to struggle to his feet. She primes up her right hand for her knockout blow, KFS! She swings. Rob ducks under and with Mike turns around she gets raked across the eyes for her trouble. She stumbles back and Rob seizes the opening with and smashes into Mike with a running lariat. He’s back on his feet and stomps over to Morgan … and slaps him across the face!

Aiello: Whoa!!!

Morgan stares at Rob with murderous intent but Noon bellows at Morgan to remember just what his role is all while tapping at the clipboard. The clipboard has a document labeled in bold letters CONTRACT.
 
Garcia: What are you gonna do? Huh? HUH?

Garcia is now getting right in Morgan’s face, putting himself on his toes to each Morgan’s height.

Garcia: Get in there and do your damn job!

Aiello: Well, I suppose that's... one way to tag your partner into the match.

Bennett: It's the ONLY way!

Mike is just getting to her feet as Morgan enters the ring. The International Champion still gets some impressive fanfare. He steps up to Mike and glares down at her. McGuire doesn’t hesitate and clocks Darkwater a with left hand jab. Morgan, probably more by the surprise, staggers back. Mike bounces off the ropes again and charges towards Morgan. Whatever she intended doesn’t matter because Darkwater catches her, hauls her up on shoulders and plants her into the mat with a power slam!

Garcia: Get it done, Cap’n!

Church can only watch as Morgan drags Mike to her and cinches in a bear hug. Her body goes limp and looks like a rag doll as Morgan torques in the hold. Morgan steps back, just close enough for Rob to tag himself him. The referee orders Morgan to release the hold, which he does by just dropping Mike to the mat.

Garcia: I’m going to show you how to put in the work, you just watch and see.

Rob pulls Mike to her feet… and raises a hand in the air…

Garcia: Watch me do it better than you ever could.

Rob goozles Mike and puts her in the air…

Aiello: Garcia has her up for Morgan’s signature choke slam, the Hangman’s Noose!

Bennett: Rob is right. Look at that form. Perfect.

The referee is out of position as Morgan tries to enter the ring. Mike dangles in the air but Rob’s hold is nowhere as tight as it should be and she slips free. Seeing the situation, Mike kicks Garcia right between the legs. Church shakes his head but reacts forward, beckoning for the tag.

Carter: You were saying?

Bennett: She cheated. Kicked him right in the family jewels!

Aiello: I hate to use this against you but whatever the referee doesn’t see is fairplay, Bennett.

Morgan is shown laughing away from Noon’s ever present gaze. Rob crawls over to the corner holding himself and Morgan tags him self into the bout. Before Mike can regain her composure, Morgan levels her with a big boot. He casts a quick look at Rob on the apron and effortly executes the Hangman’s Noose on Mike McGuire!! Morgan goes to cover…

Garcia barely recovered screams at him.

Garcia: No, no, no!!! The pin is mine to have.

Morgan shakes his head and obliges as Noon commands for Rob to be tagged back in. Rob darts in for the cover.






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Mike kicks out!!

Aiello: You have to wonder if it would have been over if Darkwater covered right there.

Bennett: You heard the man. It’s his win to get! He’s the Tag Champ!

Carter: With no official partner, mind you.

Garcia: It’s over, Cap’n Crunch, we win! No, I win!!

Rob begins to go for his variant of the Texas Cloverleaf, the “Mexican Marijauna Leaf” but Mike kicks her legs free and Rob in a prone double over position gets slugged right in the mouth. Mike rolls over onto her belly and crawls slowly towards her corner. Rob grabs onto a leg and tries to drag her back towards the middle of the ring. Mike gets rolled onto her back and kicks Rob in the face with her free leg. He staggers back. She resumes her crawl towards her partner. Mike reaches out her hand. Church stretches forward on the apron, still holding his tag rope. The crowd boos as Garcia grabs onto her leg again… she is pulled up and she is hopping on one leg. Rob toys with her and pie faces her. Mike reacts with a step up enzuguiri to the back of the skull. Finally …

Aiello: Mike with the hot tag!!!

Bishop is in like a house of fire… Rob is up and it put back down with a clothesline. Church runs to the apron and knocks the Captain off the apron! He turns back around and ducks a super kick attempt from Rob. Church wraps his arms around Rob’s waist and takes Rob across the ring with a release German suplex. He slaps his knee signaling for an apparent end to the match.

Bennett: Bishop Church is looking to end another career tonight!

Carter: You know that isn’t what happened!

Aiello: It may not end his career but it will end the match if Bishop hits this running knee strike!

Church sizes him up and bounces off the ropes for a running start, but Noon is at the apron and hooks his hand out and trips Church up! Church stumbles forward and stumbles right in line to a vicious DDT from Garcia. He covers!






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Rob slaps the mat in frustration. He looks at Morgan who stands on the apron.

Garcia: No, no, no! I told you this one is mine!

Rob picks Bishop by his hair and then up right, he Irish-whips Church chest first into the turnbuckle, charges forward, and plants his knees into Bishops back. He lands on his feet and rolls up Bishop!






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Rob puts his feet on the second rope. Mike runs across the apron, dodges Noon’s attempt to trip by kicking him in the jaw. His clipboard goes flying in the air, contract and all!




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She breaks up the pin by pushing Rob’s legs off the ropes. Both competitors scramble to their feet but Church quickly catches Rob off guard with a belly-to-belly suplex! He hooks the leg!





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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: The winners of this match via pinfall, NSFW!!!

Aiello: NSFW just defeated the Tag Team Champion!

Bennett: Non-title, so doesn’t mean a thing!

Carter: It just may!!

Mike and Bishop celebrate with their backs turned to the Captain. Noon screams with rage.

Noon: Get them! Take them out!

He waves the crumpled scrap of paper at Morgan. Morgan suddenly springs into action and double clotheslines NSFW! Rob rolls out the ring and and digs for something under there. Meanwhile the Pirate yanks Mike to her feet and quickly brings back down The Skull N’ Crossbones! Bishop pushes Morgan off his partner but is suddenly cracked over the back with a steel chair from Rob Garcia.

Aiello: Here we go again. Damn it, Captain, do something about this!!

Church, a big man in his own right, and stumbles forwards right into a devastating Hangman’s Noose from Darkwater. Rob pushes Darkwater away.

Garcia: Get outta my way!

Garcia hauls back on the chair and smashes it into Bishop’s prone body! 



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Three times, each with a sickening thud.

Carter: I can’t believe we are watching this unfold.

Aiello: It seems like Rob, and by Rob’s orders, they are taking out their competition one at a time.

Bennett: If they are, it’s a very smart strategy to take these sons of bitches out.

Morgan watches the attack unflinchingly. The crowd begins to boo and some of those cheers that were the captain begin to dissipate due to his actions right here. Rob is having a very good time and is laughing it up with his manager. Mike crawls on top of Church, perhaps thinking that it would end this attack. But Rob persists and begins laying the steel chair over her back.




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Rob goes for a fifth but Morgan grabs onto his arm. Rob looks at him indignantly.

Garcia: Oh, you want the last shot? You got it!

He hands the chair over to Morgan. Darkwater hesitates for a moment and throws the chair onto the mat. He slowly walks over to the ropes and exits the ring.

Garcia: What are you doing?! That's not what you're supposed to do!

Noon hands Rob all of his gold belts and they exit the ring to thunderous boos. Officials pour out from the back to check on the fallen Bishop and Mike! Rob continues screaming at the Captain up the ramp.

Garcia: You get ONE warning! And that was it! You'd better get your shit together!

Aiello: I don’t even know what to say. Let’s … let’s just go to commercial break.

[MNB]

SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
IF NATALIE YOUNG WINS, SHE FACES LUKE WOLFE FOR THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP AT SCARS AND STRIPES 
NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE

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Aiello: Before the commercial break, we saw such a sickening display from Rob Garcia. He ought to be ashamed of himself!

Bennett: You shut your mouth! Don’t talk about the ReMnant like that!

Carter: I’m just glad that Captain Morgan refrained, himself. There’s still dignity behind that coarse beard of his!

Aiello: Well, folks, we will keep you in the loop with how NSFW is faring, but coming up next is our Main Event! And it’s going to be a good one!

The arena goes black, a darkness that lingers for a few seconds until the opening chords of 'Monster' by Paramore play as the screen comes to life. Footage that has been treated to look old, faded rolls of Natalie fighting her way back up to her feet after being knocked down-- and the moment that she appears on the screen, the crowd cheers loudly for the fan favorite that is about to come out.

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is a non-title match and is scheduled for one fall!

As the blonde regains her feet in that video footage, bruised and battered but still willing to fight, the chorus hits the sound system with a vengeance as Natalie Young makes her way out from behind the curtain. Her left fist and wrist are taped heavily from the damage done by the locker in Kentucky at Rampage. Regardless, she has a bit of a bounce in her stride. It's not the sort that comes from being happily energetic, though. Rather? It's clear that her competitive fire is burning brighter than ever.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing first, from Durham, North Carolina… Natalie Young!

As coral and white lights flash along the rampway, Natalie still slaps a few of the hands with her right that are offered to her as she descends down it... but her focus is on the ring. Speeding up at the bottom of the ramp, she slides into the ring on her stomach before getting to her feet. The nearest turnbuckle is mounted via a one-handed climb as she looks out over the crowd, raising this time only her right fist in the air to evoke more cheers. She lingers there for a few moments before hopping down, doing a couple stretches to prepare for the match at hand.

Aiello: Despite a disappointing loss to Lavender on Rampage a few weeks back, Natalie Young has still been seen as someone who is a strong candidate to take on Luke Wolfe here tonight.

Carter: And the stakes couldn’t be higher. A win for Natalie tonight means she goes on to Scars and Stripes for a rematch with the gold on the line! But one has to wonder… how is she going to fare with that left hand busted up as badly as it is?

Bennett: About as well as a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest! That’s how! The champ is going to wipe the floor with this poor girl, and there ain’t a damn thing she can do about it!

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"

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.

Jessica Stroup: And her 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. 

Aiello: Folks, this could be an instant classic, that's for sure!

Carter: Wolfe, looking to prove himself as a worthy champion. Young, trying to prove that she deserves a shot! And, if she wins tonight, a shot she gets!

DING DING DING

Natalie and Wolfe circle around the ring, trying to see who will make the first move. The champ fakes going for Natalie’s left leg, causing her to bounce out of the way. They continue to circle, this time Natalie takes a swing at Wolfe with a right-legged roundhouse. Wolfe ducks out of the way and grabs Natalie in a rear-waistlock. Natalie reverses behind and goes to lift Wolfe up. Wolfe leans forward and rolls through, flipping Natalie over and into the “Game Over.” Natalie quickly squirms over to the bottom rope and latches on with her right hand, forcing a break of the hold.

Aiello: Luke Wolfe went for it all right there, early on!

Carter: That he did. But Natalie is too fresh and quickly gets to the ropes.

The two competitors get up to their feet, Natalie shaking her leg just a bit to get the blood flowing again. Wolfe scrambles over to Natalie and reaches for her left wrist. Natalie instinctively lands a hard right to the side of Wolfe’s head. Wolfe staggers back and looks at Natalie while holding the side of his head. He lets out a little smile, shakes his head a bit, and the two lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie up. The stronger Wolfe gains the advantage and shoves Natalie back into the turnbuckle. He delivers a swift back elbow into the jaw of Natalie, who cringes at the pain. Wolfe delivers another and Natalie turns away, trying to shake off the blows. Wolfe grabs Natalie from behind and delivers a German suplex and bridges.




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Kickout by Natalie Young.

Aiello: So far the champ is showing why he’s the champ. He’s been relentless thusfar.

Bennett: I said it before and I’ll say it again! This poor girl doesn’t stand a chance!

Wolfe gets up off of the ground and stomps on Natalie’s taped left hand and wrist, causing her to scream a bit in pain. She rolls over onto her back and Wolfe walks over to her. With her right leg, she kicks upward and into Wolfe’s gut. He doubles over, giving Natalie the opportunity to get to her feet. As Wolfe is bent over, Natalie strikes with a left-footed kick to Wolfe’s chest, standing him upright. She kicks at his gut again with her left foot, but Wolfe catches it. Natalie hops on her right foot for a second and delivers a sickening enzuiguri. Wolfe collapses to the mat and Natalie drops to her knees and rolls him over with her right hand. She goes for the cover.




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Kickout by Luke Wolfe.

Aiello: Finally, Natalie is beginning to settle into this match a little bit.

Natalie props herself up onto her knees. She rears back and knees Wolfe in the ribcage hard. And another. With her good hand, she grabs ahold of Wolfe’s left arm and lifts it up, this time delivering a knee to Wolfe’s upper-ribcage right underneath the armpit. She keeps her grip of his wrist and delivers a knee to the outside of his elbow, looking for hyperextension. She lets go of his wrist and gets to her feet, Wolfe rolling over and pushing himself to his knees and shaking his elbow out. Natalie drives a right boot right into Wolfe’s chest.

Carter: Natalie Young is being relentless now. She’s got fire in her eyes and she can almost taste that title shot!

Bennett: It won’t last long!

Natalie allows Wolfe to get to his feet and she delivers another kick to his ribs. But this time, he catches her foot. Natalie goes for another enzuiguri but Wolfe ducks, Natalie crashing to the mat. Once again Wolfe locks in the “Game Over,” this time in the center of the ring.

Bennett: I told you! This is it! It’s over! Ring the damn bell!

Aiello: Natalie is in trouble here, folks!

Carter: She has to reverse it, break it, get to the ropes, or something if she wants her title hopes to stay alive!

Natalie screams in pain as she slowly tries to claw her way to the ropes. The referee asks if she wants to quit, every time inciting a more forceful “NO!” from Natalie. She is now inches away from the ropes and Wolfe breaks the hold.

Bennett: What is that stupid son-of-a-bitch doing?!

Aiello: He’s the champ, Steve! He does what he wants to do. It’s worked out for him so far!

Carter: And he’s trying to prove that he’s different. He has a lot of respect for Natalie. She wasn’t quitting, so he will try something else!

Wolfe is on his feet now, Natalie laying on the mat grabbing her leg. Wolfe, once again, stomps on the injured hand of Natalie Young as she is trying to rub out the pain in her leg from the maneuver. Wolfe lifts Natalie off of the ground and sends her with a hard whip into the turnbuckle. She falls down hard onto the mat. Wolfe goes to the corner and climbs through the ropes to the ring apron. He ascends the turnbuckle and waits at the top. As Natalie gets to her feet Wolfe leaps and lands a missile dropkick right to the side of Natalie’s face. He goes for the cover.




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THR… KICKOUT by Natalie Young.

Aiello: That was a close, close call!

Carter: Natalie has no quit in her, that’s for sure!

Natalie lays flat on her back in the ring, gasping for air and rubbing her cheek. Wolfe sits up on his knees and looks at the referee, wanting to yell at him for the count. Instead, he gets back up to his feet and walks over to Natalie. As he goes to lift her off of the ground, Natalie delivers a kick with her right leg into the temple of Luke Wolfe. Wolfe stumbles towards the ropes and through them to the outside. The referee checks on Natalie and then begins his count as she catches her breath.



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Aiello: A count out would work to Natalie’s advantage, folks. Remember, if Natalie Young wins in any way, she will face Luke Wolfe for the title at Scars and Stripes!

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Wolfe is back to his feet on the outside of the ring, Natalie up to her hands and knees inside the ring. Wolfe walks over to the ring apron and grabs the middle rope. He slides his left knee up to the apron and then goes to climb up the whole way. But something is wrong. Wolfe looks down at his right foot. The cameras pan down and see a hand around Wolfe’s ankle.


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Bennett: What the hell is going on here?! Who is that?!




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Wolfe tries to kick his foot free, but is struggling to do so.

Aiello: Not like this! I don’t know who that is under the ring, but not like this damnit!

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He yanks his foot out of the boot and rolls into the ring just before the ten count.

Bennett: What brilliance!

Carter: Very smart move by the champ. He will certainly do anything to ensure he wins this match!

Wolfe stands up to his feet, one boot now on the arena floor. He looks out over the top rope, seeing the hand is gone and has a confused look on her face. The refreshed Natalie Young is now on her feet and stands in the middle of the ring. Wolfe turns around and is met by a hard kick to the side of the head. He collapses to the canvas. Natalie goes for the cover.



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THRE… KICKOUT BY LUKE WOLFE!

Aiello: This one was almost over! Luke Wolfe kicked out!

Natalie gets up to her knees and puts her hands through her hair in a bit of frustration. She looks over and sees that Wolfe only has one boot on, a very confused look draping across her face. She gets up to her feet and looks around for the boot. She looks through the ropes and sees it lying on the arena floor. She looks over to the referee, asking what happened.

Carter: You can tell that even Natalie Young doesn’t want a cheap victory here tonight.

Aiello: But what’s done is done. She needs to move on if she wants any chance to become the challenger!

Natalie walks over towards Wolfe, who has now had enough time to recover. He pops up to his feet quickly and delivers a textbook dropkick right to Natalie’s face. Natalie drops to the ground, laying flat on her back. Wolfe walks back over to the ropes and climbs through, standing once again on the ring apron. He’s calling to the crowd for the Spring Board 450 Splash.

Aiello: This could be it, Max!

Carter: If Luke Wolfe hits this, there’s a great chance this match is over!

Bennett: Good! End it and let’s go to Italy!

Luke looks out at the crowd and then back down at Natalie in the ring. He rears back on the top rope and leaps up onto it for the Spring Board 450 Splash. But his uncovered sock slips on the rope and he comes crashing down on the back of his head next to Natalie.

Bennett: FOUL! FOUL PLAY!

Aiello: That bootless foot couldn’t grip onto the slick ropes!

Natalie makes her way to her feet and leans back onto the top rope. She catches her breath for a moment while Wolfe begins to stir. He gets up to his hands and knees and the intensity in Natalie’s eyes begins to burn bright. Wolfe is up to his feet hunched over grabbing the back of his head. Natalie charges and connects with Closure! Wolfe crashes to the canvas. Natalie rolls him over and drapes an arm over his chest.




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DING DING DING

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner and the NEW Number One Contender for the EWC Undisputed Championship.. NATALLLIIIIIIIE YOOOOUNG!

“Monster” by Paramore begins playing as the crowd roars to their feet.

Aiello: She’s done it! Natalie Young has done it!

Carter: And she will face Luke Wolfe in two weeks at Scars and Stripes for the EWC Undisputed Championship!

Bennett: This is bullshit! There’s no way that just happened!

Aiello: And you may have a point, Steve. There’s no telling just WHO was under that ring!

Natalie gets to her feet and the referee raises her right hand high in the air, emotions taking over her face.

Carter: Regardless, that was a great match and the two of these certainly haven’t seen the last of each other!

As Wolfe is slowly getting to his knees, he looks up and sees Natalie standing on the turnbuckle with her arms high in the air. A mixed look of anger and disbelief is on his face. Wolfe gets up to his feet and walks over to Natalie. She descends the turnbuckle and turns right into Wolfe. He looks down at her taped up left wrist and a frustrated smirk comes across his face. He shakes his head and grabs her right hand, shaking it out of respect. He then raises her arm high in the air.

Aiello: What a showing of respect from the champ! We are about out of time! For Steve Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello! We will see you next week in Milan, Italy for our final installment of Monday Night BRAWL before the big Scars and Stripes pay-per-view! Goodnight, everybody!

Wolfe releases her hand and climbs through the ropes, dragging his Undisputed Championship up the aisle as we go off the air.

[MNB]

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO: Nostalgia
MATCH THREE: Bishop Church
MATCH FOUR: Nostalgia
MATCH FIVE: Dominic Sanders
MAIN EVENT: MNB

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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DONKEY PUNCH
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
WINNER: MUCHO GRANDE!

ORIANNA JOHNSON
VS AJ JOHNSON (N/S)
WINNER: Orianna Johnson (#1 Contender for Television Championship)

DAVID MILLER
VS KENDRICK KROSS
WINNER: Kendrick Kross (#1 Contender for the X-Division Championship)

EMMA LOUISE
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS VANNAH WHITE
WINNER: Griffin Hawkins

NSFW
VS MORGAN DARKWATER/ROB GARCIA
WINNER: NSFW

NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE
WINNER: Natalie Young (Earned a shot at the EWC Undisputed Championship at Scars and Stripes)

BRAWL #509 MVP: Natalie Young

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