PRIME present: SHOWTIME!
Jun 25, 2018 20:04:35 GMT -6
darthquon, Waylon Graves, and 1 more like this
Post by PRIME on Jun 25, 2018 20:04:35 GMT -6
WARNING:
This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
PRIME PRESENTS
SHOWTIME!
Brought to you by Under Armour, PS4 and Dr Pepper
EWC PRIME PRESENTS: SHOWTIME!
LIVE! from Aviva Stadium, Dublin, Ireland
Commentators: Eva Leurox and Nessa Reeve
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Backstage Interviewer: Jenna Salvatore
The skies above all the arenas come alive with fireworks lighting up the skies. The titan tron flashes footage which shows all the Prime superstars on the roster, we find Arden Carney, Candy, Carlos Ruiz, Criss Cassidy, Diabhal, El Pablo, Equinox, Frankie Romono, Freddie Styles, Jacob Hammerstein, Hiroko Murakami, Honey Hunt, Khaos, Kristane Bane, Nevaeh, Richard Garcia, Stitches the Clown, Trixie, Waylon Graves/
SHOWTIME!
SHOWTIME!
SHOWTIME!
SHOWTIME!
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 camera captures fans from the various arenas and then the thick fog begins to disappear as the fans pump their fists in the air
Pyros blasts off the ring posts all across the globe as the various fans cheer for the show about to be on display
Leroux: Welcome to the GREATEST SHOW IN INDIE WRESTLING! SHOWTIME! A sold out arena of 51 thousand seats!
Reeve: Grrrrr....
Leurox: What the hell is wrong with you?
Reeve: Made some friends yesterday; the Irish know how to party... A little too much, my head hurts
Leurox: Well, get up to it cause I can hardly hear myself! This is the biggest crowd I have ever been around; wow! You don't pack this number of people in a building in the US
Reeve: You don't; this stadium was made for Soccer, and here we are selling it out! Indie is bigger than you think!
Leurox: This shows card is out of hand! Every match has a story behind it! We start the show with Richard Garcia returning to the ring after a lengthy knee injury
Reeve: We are glad to have him back, he is one hell of an athlete
Leurox: Speaking of one hell of an athlete, he is going up against the former indy champion Trixie! It is a tie breaker, whoever takes this one gets bragging rights!
Reeve: Next on the show Frankie Romono takes on Kristane Banes, Banes has had a poor start to his Prime career but we know he is one hell of an athlete
Leurox: Not just that but there is some serious bad blood between those two, with Frankie costing Banes a win and Banes attacking Frankie ruthlessly the week prior, you can bet both would be out for blood in that barbed wired match.
Reeve: They will
Leurox: Next is the first match of the tournament of Prime; Tysons first announcement as co-manager. As you know this is split along lines, Carlos Ruiz fights on Moss's side and Waylon on Tysons; with the power struggle going on, this match means just as much to the managers as it does to the superstars, you can bet they will both be watching
Reeve: Then we have Khaos vs Nevaeh in a steel cage match; both absolutely hate each other, they have one win a piece against each other and their last bout got out of hand and ended in a double DQ. Well, they won't have to worry about disqualification in this one; they can beat the hell out of one another
Leurox: Then we have our main event of the evening, Killjoy, Stitches, El Pablo and Candy; three of Primes top athletes, tussle for the title; a huge contest! No love lost in this one, Candy has been one of the most consistent athletes in all of EWC this season, to take her out, you have to absolutely bring it; can her opponents do that? Well we will have to see.
The camera opens backstage to Ben Moss massaging the shoulders of Carlos Ruiz in his locker room. The general manager looks absolutely animated as he breaths hard and encourages the man.
Ben Moss: Carlos, you have to go out there and win that match, do you understand me?
Carlos Ruiz: Si Senor!
Ben Moss: No Amigo I don't think you habla!
Carlos Ruiz: Spanish not your thing Senor
Ben Moss: Well fuck it then!
Ben Moss says as he waves the statement off like a fly flying over his ears.
Ben Moss: What I mean is, this is the first match of the tournament of Prime, you are on my team, and damn it you have been on a roll. I need you to go out there, and grab me a win.
Carlos scratches his head, he has a question
Carlos Ruiz: Why does it matter so much to you senor?
Ben Moss: Because that fucking bastard Tyson wants to come TO MY HOUSE, STEAL MY SHOW, MY OFFICE, MY COFFEE! Basically everything and just be the top dog in my pen? Fuck no!
Carlos looks bewildered as Ben Moss's grip continued to tighten around his shoulders as he yelled. He swats the hands away
Carlos Ruiz: Senor you need counseling, so angry... Sheesh.
Carlos picks up a towel and heads for the showers as Ben Moss stands there looking confused.
Somewhere backstage, we can faintly hear the roar of the crowd...much to the amusement of a peculiar-looking man, who turns to greet us with a wicked smirk.
??: You hear this crowd? They're all so excited for what's to come...if only they knew the tragedy that will befall each and every one of them.
He starts walking down the hall, forcing us to follow his movement and hang on every word he says.
??: I have traveled through space and time, and I have seen firsthand the fall of man...I've witnessed with my own eyes humanity's demise...and I have enjoyed every moment of it. I watched you all grow and evolve from the cavemen into something much greater...but at the end of time itself, you don't stand a chance. So, I came to this point in time and space, to see what mankind is made of.
He chuckles at the thought.
??: I find myself at an event on the calendar called Showtime...but I promise you, this is officially my time. I'm here with the biggest chip in the world on my shoulder, having watched humanity fail time and time again to rise above its own pettiness...and I'm going to take matters into my own hands. My name is Aeon Khronos...and time is on my side.
Aeon begins laughing maniacally, filling the halls with his response to those who would dare challenge him as we fade to black.
SINGLE MATCH
Richard Garcia
Vs Trixie
Leroux: The first ever match in SHOWTIME History. I sense we are in for a treat
Reeve: I am sure of it!
Dobrev: The first match of EWC Prime’s Showtime is scheduled for One Fall... Introducing first...weighing in at 213 pounds and hailing from Melbourne, Australia...RICHARRRDDDD GARRRRCCCCIAAAAAA!
'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley hits as the crowd get to their feet to await the man that is about to enter through the entrance curtains. Smoke billows through the entrance curtain and out onto the stage. The lights are dim and with every guitar riff during the first verse the lights flash in unison.
As soon as the song kicks in Richard Garcia bursts through the entrance curtains to an uproar from the crowd. The lights continue to flash in unison with the guitar riffs. Richard Garcia screams to the heavens above with excitement and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he passes by.
Once Richard Garcia reaches the bottom of the ramp he rushes towards the ring and slides into the ring before climbing up to the nearest turnbuckle and spreading his arms out, eagle-winged and screaming in excitement.
Richard Garcia jumps off of the turnbuckle and pumps himself up whilst waiting for his opponent to enter the ring.
Leroux: Richard Garcia is the son of a great wrestler. He is now looking to show greatness runs in the family. A win over Trixie here at Showtime would be a big step in the right direction.
Reeves: Not only can he wrestle, but he can sing too. He is already great in my book.
Dobrev: And his opponent, she was the inaugural Indy Champion...weighing in at 133 pounds and hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada….TRIXXXIEEEEE!
Trixie comes out of the curtain with a pair of sunglasses on for the entrance along with a denim waistcoat on. She poses at her side as she removes the sunglasses from her eyes. Next she lets the waistcoat fall off her as it slides off her arms. Trixie then walks down to the ring with a confident smirk to her.
She glances at the eyes and attention on her, but smiles accordingly. Her stride down to the ring is slow to allow for fans to get a glimpse of her. Trixie leaps onto the ring apron gracefully and stands on the apron for a moment to walk along it a step. There, she steps into the ring and writes with her finger "S,S" on the ring mat.
Afterwards, Trixie goes to the corner. She jumps and pulls herself onto the second rope to pose quickly for a picture and leaps down off the ropes. No sooner do her feet touch the ground does Trixie quickly get into her beginning pose. Right foot back, right shoulder slightly back and ready to strike. Lastly, tossing the sunglasses behind her to the corner she once posed on.
Leroux: Trixie is looking to show Garcia she is not a woman to be taken lightly. She always pushes her competition to the limit, and tonight will be no different.
Reeve: She has the confidence and skills to get the job done here tonight on Showtime.
Richard Garcia and Trixie circle the ring a few times, sizing each other up. They lock up, Garcia gets the advantage, putting Trixie in a headlock. He wrenches down a few times before Trixie manages to push him off, into the ropes. Trixie immediately goes for the Spicy Superkick, but Garcia has it scouted, and manges to sidestep, conituing his momentum to the other ropes.He bounces off the ropes, Trixie turns goes for a Hip Toss, but Garcia reverses it with a Hip Toss of his own, sending Trixie crashing to the mat. Trixie is quick to her feet, but Garcia right on her, her wraps her up, and sends her crashing to the mat with a T-Bone Suplex. Garcia hooks the legs...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TW...kickout by Trixie.
Leroux: Some good back and forth to start this match. Garcia is the first to get a pinfall attempt, but Trixie will never be that easy to beat. She is a former Indy Champ for a reason.
Garcia is quite to lock Trixie into a Headlock as she gets to her knees, she pushes herself up to her feet, but Garcia wrenches down, forcing Trixie back to her knees.He brings Trixie to her feet, but this time counters with a Belly to Back Suplex. Trxie pops to her feet, as Garcia gets to his knees she grabs his head, pulling him, then Trixie begins alternating a knee strikes the head and gut of Garcia.. She lets go, Garcia staggers back a few steps. Trixie charges, leaps, wrapping her legs around Garcia, then sends Garcia flying to the mat with a Headscissors. She takes a second to get up before sprinting to the ropes, she bounces off comes back at Garcia, then gives the crowd a show with the Sexy Leg Drop. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO...kickout byGarcia.
Reeve: There are going to be some cold showers tonight after watching Trixie do her thing in the ring.
Leroux: But don’t forget, she is as talented as she is stunning.
She takes a few seconds to receive some love from the fans before going to grab Garcia. She brings him to his his feet. But Garcia was ready, grabs the head of Trixie, and brings her down with a Stunner. Trixie bounces off a few feet with the force of impact. Garcia goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH..Trixie gets her shoulder up.
LeRoux: Garcia was able to change the momentum of this match in an instant. Wrestling is in his blood, and he has spent decades learning the tricks of the trade.
Garcia wastes no time pouncing on the dazed Trixie. He grabs the neck and head of Trixie as in Reverse DDT position, then wraps his legs around the waist of Trixie, locking in the Dragon Sleeper.
LeRoux: Trixie is in serious trouble here.
Reeve: My neck hurts just looking at it.
Trixie is fighting not to give into the pain. She tries to fight her way out by punching Garcia in the face, but he can’t get enough behind it with the awkward angle. She struggles a bit more, now swaying her way, she tries pushing herself up, but she can only get halway up before her legs drop back down. A few seconds after this attempt, she seems to stop struggling completely. The ref grabs her hand lifts it up..it drops…
ONE
The ref grabs Trixie’s hand second time, lifts, it and second time it falls again.
TWO
The ref grabs Trixie’s arm one more time, he lifts it up, SHE catches it, shaking it out. She grabs at the arm of Garcia with vigor, distracting Garcia’s attention away from his legs enough for generate enough momentum to flip herself over and onto her feet. Garcia begins getting to his feet as Trixie steadies herself. Trixie greets Garcia with the Fastball Punch as he gets to his feet, knocking him right back down. Trixie hops atop of him, hooks the legs...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH...Garcia gets his shoulder up.
Reeve: I am sure of it!
Dobrev: The first match of EWC Prime’s Showtime is scheduled for One Fall... Introducing first...weighing in at 213 pounds and hailing from Melbourne, Australia...RICHARRRDDDD GARRRRCCCCIAAAAAA!
'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley hits as the crowd get to their feet to await the man that is about to enter through the entrance curtains. Smoke billows through the entrance curtain and out onto the stage. The lights are dim and with every guitar riff during the first verse the lights flash in unison.
"Frustrated, degraded, down before you're done"
"Rejection, depression, can't get what you want"
"You ask me how I make my way"
"You ask me everywhere and why"
"You hang on every word I say"
"But the truth sounds like a lie"
"LIVE TO WIN!"
"Rejection, depression, can't get what you want"
"You ask me how I make my way"
"You ask me everywhere and why"
"You hang on every word I say"
"But the truth sounds like a lie"
"LIVE TO WIN!"
As soon as the song kicks in Richard Garcia bursts through the entrance curtains to an uproar from the crowd. The lights continue to flash in unison with the guitar riffs. Richard Garcia screams to the heavens above with excitement and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he passes by.
Once Richard Garcia reaches the bottom of the ramp he rushes towards the ring and slides into the ring before climbing up to the nearest turnbuckle and spreading his arms out, eagle-winged and screaming in excitement.
Richard Garcia jumps off of the turnbuckle and pumps himself up whilst waiting for his opponent to enter the ring.
Leroux: Richard Garcia is the son of a great wrestler. He is now looking to show greatness runs in the family. A win over Trixie here at Showtime would be a big step in the right direction.
Reeves: Not only can he wrestle, but he can sing too. He is already great in my book.
Dobrev: And his opponent, she was the inaugural Indy Champion...weighing in at 133 pounds and hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada….TRIXXXIEEEEE!
Trixie comes out of the curtain with a pair of sunglasses on for the entrance along with a denim waistcoat on. She poses at her side as she removes the sunglasses from her eyes. Next she lets the waistcoat fall off her as it slides off her arms. Trixie then walks down to the ring with a confident smirk to her.
She glances at the eyes and attention on her, but smiles accordingly. Her stride down to the ring is slow to allow for fans to get a glimpse of her. Trixie leaps onto the ring apron gracefully and stands on the apron for a moment to walk along it a step. There, she steps into the ring and writes with her finger "S,S" on the ring mat.
Afterwards, Trixie goes to the corner. She jumps and pulls herself onto the second rope to pose quickly for a picture and leaps down off the ropes. No sooner do her feet touch the ground does Trixie quickly get into her beginning pose. Right foot back, right shoulder slightly back and ready to strike. Lastly, tossing the sunglasses behind her to the corner she once posed on.
Leroux: Trixie is looking to show Garcia she is not a woman to be taken lightly. She always pushes her competition to the limit, and tonight will be no different.
Reeve: She has the confidence and skills to get the job done here tonight on Showtime.
DING DING DING!!!
Richard Garcia and Trixie circle the ring a few times, sizing each other up. They lock up, Garcia gets the advantage, putting Trixie in a headlock. He wrenches down a few times before Trixie manages to push him off, into the ropes. Trixie immediately goes for the Spicy Superkick, but Garcia has it scouted, and manges to sidestep, conituing his momentum to the other ropes.He bounces off the ropes, Trixie turns goes for a Hip Toss, but Garcia reverses it with a Hip Toss of his own, sending Trixie crashing to the mat. Trixie is quick to her feet, but Garcia right on her, her wraps her up, and sends her crashing to the mat with a T-Bone Suplex. Garcia hooks the legs...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TW...kickout by Trixie.
Leroux: Some good back and forth to start this match. Garcia is the first to get a pinfall attempt, but Trixie will never be that easy to beat. She is a former Indy Champ for a reason.
Garcia is quite to lock Trixie into a Headlock as she gets to her knees, she pushes herself up to her feet, but Garcia wrenches down, forcing Trixie back to her knees.He brings Trixie to her feet, but this time counters with a Belly to Back Suplex. Trxie pops to her feet, as Garcia gets to his knees she grabs his head, pulling him, then Trixie begins alternating a knee strikes the head and gut of Garcia.. She lets go, Garcia staggers back a few steps. Trixie charges, leaps, wrapping her legs around Garcia, then sends Garcia flying to the mat with a Headscissors. She takes a second to get up before sprinting to the ropes, she bounces off comes back at Garcia, then gives the crowd a show with the Sexy Leg Drop. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO...kickout byGarcia.
Reeve: There are going to be some cold showers tonight after watching Trixie do her thing in the ring.
Leroux: But don’t forget, she is as talented as she is stunning.
She takes a few seconds to receive some love from the fans before going to grab Garcia. She brings him to his his feet. But Garcia was ready, grabs the head of Trixie, and brings her down with a Stunner. Trixie bounces off a few feet with the force of impact. Garcia goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH..Trixie gets her shoulder up.
LeRoux: Garcia was able to change the momentum of this match in an instant. Wrestling is in his blood, and he has spent decades learning the tricks of the trade.
Garcia wastes no time pouncing on the dazed Trixie. He grabs the neck and head of Trixie as in Reverse DDT position, then wraps his legs around the waist of Trixie, locking in the Dragon Sleeper.
LeRoux: Trixie is in serious trouble here.
Reeve: My neck hurts just looking at it.
Trixie is fighting not to give into the pain. She tries to fight her way out by punching Garcia in the face, but he can’t get enough behind it with the awkward angle. She struggles a bit more, now swaying her way, she tries pushing herself up, but she can only get halway up before her legs drop back down. A few seconds after this attempt, she seems to stop struggling completely. The ref grabs her hand lifts it up..it drops…
ONE
The ref grabs Trixie’s hand second time, lifts, it and second time it falls again.
TWO
The ref grabs Trixie’s arm one more time, he lifts it up, SHE catches it, shaking it out. She grabs at the arm of Garcia with vigor, distracting Garcia’s attention away from his legs enough for generate enough momentum to flip herself over and onto her feet. Garcia begins getting to his feet as Trixie steadies herself. Trixie greets Garcia with the Fastball Punch as he gets to his feet, knocking him right back down. Trixie hops atop of him, hooks the legs...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH...Garcia gets his shoulder up.
LeRoux: Now Trixie gets the momentum on her side with a split second strike.
Reeve: She needs to capitalize. You can see girlfriend is in some serious pain from that Dragon Sleeper.
Trixie bides her time, catching her breath as she watches Garcia start to get to his feet. Trxie quickly lunges to her feet as Garcia is pushing himself off one knee, she comes up connecting with Shining Apprentice...She shows her excitement from the adrenaline running through her before she drops on him for the cover..the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THR...kickout by Garcia.
LeRoux: Trixie with another nearfall, but Garcia is proving to be extremely different to keep down.
Trixie quickly grabs Garcia by the head, setting him up for the Sexy Neckbreaker as she bring him to his feet. But Garcia quickly counters by grabbing the head of Trixie, spinning around, transitioning into the Wasted Sacrifice. He goes for the cover...the ref counts..
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THE...kickout by Trixie
Reeve: Garcia again almost puts this match in his Man-Purse or maybe Guitar Case?
Garcia waits for Trixie to stagger to her feet, she turns in his direction just in time for Garcia to connect with Buisaku Hurricanrana combination. Garcia takes a few seconds to catch his breath before heading over for the pinfall attempt. He gets to Trixie, goes for the cover, the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THREE….
NO! Trixie gets her foot on the ropes the informs Garcia as he raises his arm with deserving pride. He looks over to see it is indeed true. He slaps his hands together in frustration. But quickly gets to Trixie, dragging her away from the ropes. He heads to the corner, making his way to the top turnbuckle as long as the pain allows.
LeRoux: Richard Garcia going high-risk, hoping it will will be enough to put away Trixie.
Garcia steadies takes a second to steady himself, but stumbles a bit. This gives Trixie enough time to get to her feet, sprint toward Garcia, then connect with The Spicy Superkick. She grabs the head of the falling Garcia, driving him into the mat with the Sexy Neckbreaker. She goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THREE!
DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev: Here is your winner...TRIXXXXIEEEEE!
LeRoux: Trixie pulls it out!
Reeve: It looked like Garcia was about to leap toward victory. But Trixie bring the Sexy Time. I don’t think anyone could get up after that.
Trixie appeals to the fans, sharing her victory with them as she makes her way out the ring and up the ramp.
LeRoux: What a way to kick off Showtime. But it will only get more violent from here. Coming up next we have a dangerous, potentially career ending Barbed Wire Massacre match between Frankie Romono and Kristian Bane.
The camera cut to the backstage area where ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love is standing in front of Killjoy Ito.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Tonight is the night, the night you have dreamed about since you were a young kid killing yourself in that tiny gym trying to get noticed by Akio, the night you dreamed about when you were worked to the bone as a ‘young boy’, the night you dreamed about when you started your training and were used as a glorified training aid for the more advanced students, the night you dreamed about when you agreed to team up with an old man who’s best days were behind him, so they said but clearly those assholes were wrong because look where we are, we are in the Main Event of Showtime and tonight we make you the NEW Indy Champion and prove everyone wrong when they said I had no chance of ever being a manager of a champion again let alone standing ringside again and YES, technically I won’t be ringside because Ben Moss is a fucking troll who doesn’t have the first clue how to run Prime because if he did they wouldn’t have brought in James Tyson to help him but I’m getting off track, this is your night, the night you have been dreaming of since you decided to be a professional wrestler and tonight WE leave here as Champions!!!
Tommy puts his right hand on Killjoy’s left shoulder
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: The other three in this match have been or are now holders of that belt, they have been here before sure but they are old and tired, tired from going around and around in the same circle for the last six months, you Killjoy are young and fresh and wrestling is a young man’s game. You have not faced the wars like Stitches and El Pablo, their Monster’s Ball match took years off their career’s and they might pretend that match makes them ready for tonight but they are lying to themselves and Candy, shit she doesn’t even want to use a weapon out there tonight, she thinks she can get by on her wrestling skills but you don’t go to a duel without a gun do you, no not unless you want shot in the fucking head and that’s what are idiotic champion is doing.”
Tommy puts his left hand on Killjoy’s right shoulder
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Don’t forget who you are out there, you weren’t given the name Killjoy...you EARNED that name while beating people bloody and senseless in the underground fight clubs in Japan, The Club, where each and every night it was anything goes, weapons were encouraged, just like tonight. You were made for this match BECAUSE this match MADE YOU!!!!
Tommy smiles
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Tonight is your night, the night you have been dreaming about...now go out there and make Tommy proud. Go out there and show every drunken idiot in this arena who the new face of Prime is, beat them until the can’t move, until they can’t get up, until they are begging you to end this once and for all, until they are begging you to take that Indy Championship...tonight is YOUR night, those other people, they are just extras in the Killjoy Ito’s championship story...now go out there and bring back that championship gold.
Tommy slaps Killjoy on the chest as he walks past his manager
BARBED WIRE MASSACRE
Frankie Romono
Vs Kristane Bane
Frankie Romono
Vs Kristane Bane
"War is the Answer" by Five Finger Death Punch reverberates through the arena as the lights dim and an ominous red glow overtakes the rung and entrance. The camera pans around the crowd and transitions to the ring with the ropes having been replaced in barbed wire. Frankie makes his way out slowly holding his beloved Dolly.
Nina Dobrev: This match is a Barbed Wire Massacre, the winner will be the person who either pins or causes his opponent to submit. There is no count outs and no disqualifications. Introducing to the ring first from Boston, Massachusetts... Frankie Romono!
He continues towards the ring as the crimson red only intensifies his deranged demeanor.
Leurox: For the past few weeks these two's interactions have only ramped up. This all started back at Prime 31 when a backstage altercation between them after Frankie laid claim to a future Indy Championship shot after beating Trixie.
Reeve: Kristian Bane was being nice and offered him a pillow and blanket after his match. He knew he was exhausted.
Reeve: Kristian Bane was being nice and offered him a pillow and blanket after his match. He knew he was exhausted.
Leurox: You mean being a smart ass. Kristian Bane wasn't having it and ultimately Bane laid Frankie out to the point he had to be checked on by medical staff.
Reeve: He was helping him nap.
Leurox: If you say so, then at Prime 32. Frankie got his revenge costing Kristian a match against Carlos. So with the cards now evenly dealt, these two have a chance to put the words down in a big way.
Kristian Bane doesn't allow time for his music to begin the chorus as he rushes to the ring looking to fight. As soon as he slides into the ring, Frankie begins to unleash the fury of Dolly, his modified crutch on Kristian. Frankie has a look of determination as he continues the assault not even allowing his opponent the time to get to his feet. The referee not able to do anything but wait for a pin fall immediately calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Leurox: And Kristian Bane wasn't wasting any time but looks like he may have jumped too soon.
Reeve: Frankie is trying to help him bu giving him a crutch, like several times... over his body.
The early attack gives Frankie the upper hand and with the confidence boosted he lifts Kristian to his feet and places Dolly under his chin in what appears to be an attempt to drive it into this throat. He attempts to pull Bane's head forward but Bane stiffens up, with all the adrenaline he starts to ram elbows into Frankie's ribs. One after another before Frankie's grip slips. Bane pushes free and runs towards Frankie, Frankie attempts to swing the crutch only for Kristian to duck and counter on his own, he quickly turns and hits a big boot sending Frankie and Dolly to the mat.
Reeve: It would appear Bane doesn't need the crutch after all. Looks like his legs work just fine.
Leurox: You can tell these two have been at it before, and the fact that they now have the chance they aren't holding back.
Kristian begins to stomp on Romano as he ramps up his intensity. He looks at the barbed wire and then back to Frankie. He scoops Frankie up and tries to whip Frankie towards where the ropes would normally be, Frankie plants his feet. Bane is trying to swing Frankie as Frankie holds steady. Frankie in a show of equal power starts to slowly gain the advantage and pull Bane towards him. The two men are glaring one another trying to tug the other towards the barbed wire ropes. Frankie drops to his knee causing Bane to lose his footing a bit. Frankie springs forward tackling Bane into the barbwire. Kristian lets out a scream of agony as the first traces of blood trickle down his back.
Leurox: Good thing this isn't a first blood match, it would have just ended.
Leurox: Good thing this isn't a first blood match, it would have just ended.
Reeve: You can tell how sharp the barbs are, because it doesn't take much. I would be surprised to see this match last long as the blood loss will eventually effect their movements.
Frankie grapples Bane from the front and pushes him harder into the wire, Bane musters up his strength and pushes Frankie back enough to get away from the wire as he does the razor edges can easily been seen pulling from his skin. Kristian begins to hit a series of three punches, on the last swing Frankie puts his arm up to block and begins to his punch back. The two men are now engaged in a tit for tat, exchanging closed fist punches. Another wide swing by Bane is missed and Romono ducks under and gets behind and locks in a rear choke hold. He tightens his hold as the referee checks Bane for a submission. Bane is loosing his footing as Frankie constricts the hold even tighter. Bane drops to a single knee and his arms begin to go limp.
Leurox: And Frankie has him locked in.
Reeve: Now he's going to help Bane nap!
Frankie trash talks into Bane's ear, telling him to stay asleep, as he shoves him forward. He tries for a superkick to the back of Bane's head but Bane lunges to the mat. Frankie's temper is boiling as his face turns red, he grabs Bane's head and pulls him to his feet. As he is pulled up Bane knees Frankie in the chest and then hooks his head. He knees him again to stop him from any counter attempt. He tries for a suplex but Frankie uses his leg to stop him, again Kristian knees Frankie. This time Bane snaps Frankie back violently with a suplex into the barbed wire.
Frankie falls back first into the barbwire falling to the mat, getting tangled in each of the three wire ropes, ripping Frankie’s back wide open. Kristian tries for a quick cover.
1
2
Frankie falls back first into the barbwire falling to the mat, getting tangled in each of the three wire ropes, ripping Frankie’s back wide open. Kristian tries for a quick cover.
1
2
Reeve: It's over! Bane is going to win!
Quick kick out by Frankie.
Leurox: It's not going to be that easy.
Kristian picks Frankie up and grapples him in a bear hug lifting him slightly from the ground. He then tanks towards the wire using Frankie’s already bloodied back as a ram. He pushes him against the wire but the weight of the two men in more than it can handle and it gives way sending both men to the floor outside the ring as barbwire engulfs both men. The two men are screaming in agony as they both fight to free themselves.
Frankie is the first to free himself as he grabs the mat of the ring and pulls himself back into the ring leaving a trail of his blood to follow. He lays towards the center of the ring on his back as the bloody tears and cuts are clearly visible. He has a demented look in his eyes and a smirk comes across as the starts to motion as if he was making snow angels only to leave a bloody angel imprinted in the mat.
"HOLY SHIT"
"HOLY SHIT"
"HOLY SHIT"
Leurox: Holy indeed... that wire isn't meant to hold two six foot plus men.
Reeve: They look like cats that got stuck in yarn.
Reeve: They look like cats that got stuck in yarn.
Leurox: Except that yarn is tearing into their bodies and the more they fight to get out the deeper in it cuts.
Reeve: There's blood everywhere, it looks like... dare I say it? A BARBED WIRE MASSACRE!
Frankie is the first to free himself as he grabs the mat of the ring and pulls himself back into the ring leaving a trail of his blood to follow. He lays towards the center of the ring on his back as the bloody tears and cuts are clearly visible. He has a demented look in his eyes and a smirk comes across as the starts to motion as if he was making snow angels only to leave a bloody angel imprinted in the mat.
Leurox: Is that sicko really doing that?
Around this time, Kristian is now pulling his equally bloody body into the ring. Both men are moving a bit sluggish as arena paramedics near the entrance on standby as the match continues.
Both men are now back to their feet staring one another down, but it is Kristian who out of the blue in a spurt of energy runs at Frankie hitting him with a powerful clothesline, Frankie also in his own spurt of rage pops back to his feet. Again, Kristian runs at him hitting him with another clothesline and again Frankie is to his feet. Kristian runs at him a third time but Frankie dodges and collects Bane quickly hitting a rear pulling neck breaker. He covers Krisitan,
1
2
Kickout by Bane.
Both men are now back to their feet staring one another down, but it is Kristian who out of the blue in a spurt of energy runs at Frankie hitting him with a powerful clothesline, Frankie also in his own spurt of rage pops back to his feet. Again, Kristian runs at him hitting him with another clothesline and again Frankie is to his feet. Kristian runs at him a third time but Frankie dodges and collects Bane quickly hitting a rear pulling neck breaker. He covers Krisitan,
1
2
Kickout by Bane.
Reeve: I don't know if he kicked out or if his body is just convulsing from the loss of blood?!
Leurox: This match type doesn't allow for much action other than the two competitors trying to dodge the wire.
Leurox: This match type doesn't allow for much action other than the two competitors trying to dodge the wire.
Reeve: The MVP of this match is the barbwire, it's the only one winning!
Frankie can’t believe Bane kicked out. He sees Dolly sitting on the edge of the ring and scoops up his favorite weapon. He grips it tight in his hands and readies it as Bane starts to get up. Frankie takes a baseball swing but Bane seen it coming and ducks and gets to his feet as Romono turns back around. Kristian sets him up for the Bane Effect but from the audience comes Tay Tay with what appears to be a taser. The distracted Bane, loosens his hold on Frankie turning his attention to Tay Tay. Frankie uses this to his advantage and scoops Dolly back up and swings it hard into the back of Bane. Tay Tay tosses the taser to Frankie who attempts to use it on Bane who again uses his mastery of dodging to dip out of the way.
Leurox: What is this, is that a taser!
Reeve: That is certainly shocking, ha!
Reeve: That is certainly shocking, ha!
Bane backs towards one of the ring corner which are covered in larger barbed wire as Frankie runs at him to use the taser, Bane drops to the mat and does a toe hold drop sending Frankie face first into the corner catching his face and forehead. Frankie lets out a cry of pain as falls the ring, his face now pooling over with fresh blood. Kristian grabs Frankie by his hair and begins to drag him towards the center of the ring. Frankie reaches for the fallen taser unbeknownst to Krisitan and with his last bit of energy gets Bane in the ankle with the voltage. Bane drops to the mat. Frankie pulls himself over enough to barely cover him with his forearm.
1
2
3
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: Here's your WINNER! FRANKIE ROMONO
Leurox: A big win here for Frankie, he said he was going to get this win and he did just that!
Both men lay in a completely blood soaked ring as paramedics quickly intervene and check on both men as the match finally comes to an end.
Once the scene finds it’s way to Nevaeh, she is more than happy to start telling it like it is.
NEVAEH: This thing between Khaos and I…
NEVAEH: ...has gone on long enough. And tonight, I’m going to be the one to finish it!
She nods with confidence.
NEVAEH: I know you’re around here among the shadows somewhere thinking you are ready for me. But I’m going to prove otherwise before the night is through. It’s no secret this match is tailor-made for someone like you. However, that’s what’s going to make the moment that much better for me. To see your face when you fail in spite of it all. It’s going to be...just fucking priceless!
Nev lets out a laugh.
NEVAEH: Enjoy your final ‘Fall from Grace’. Because after tonight, I’m leaving you in the dust as I move on to bigger and better things.
And with that, Nev walks out of view as we fade.
NEVAEH: This thing between Khaos and I…
Nev moves her hand around in front of the camera as if she’s motioning to the two of them.
NEVAEH: ...has gone on long enough. And tonight, I’m going to be the one to finish it!
She nods with confidence.
NEVAEH: I know you’re around here among the shadows somewhere thinking you are ready for me. But I’m going to prove otherwise before the night is through. It’s no secret this match is tailor-made for someone like you. However, that’s what’s going to make the moment that much better for me. To see your face when you fail in spite of it all. It’s going to be...just fucking priceless!
Nev lets out a laugh.
NEVAEH: Enjoy your final ‘Fall from Grace’. Because after tonight, I’m leaving you in the dust as I move on to bigger and better things.
And with that, Nev walks out of view as we fade.
SINGLE MATCH
TOURNAMENT OF PRIME MATCH
Waylon Graves
Vs Carlos Ruiz
TOURNAMENT OF PRIME MATCH
Waylon Graves
Vs Carlos Ruiz
Leroux: I don’t know how they will get the blood stains out after that brutal battle between Frankie Romono and Kristian Bane. Frankie Romono managed to get the better of Bane, but who knows if he is able to move
Reeve: I am pretty sure the rest of Showtime won’t be for the faint of heart either. Coming up we have The Gravedigger Waylon Graves going up against The Spanish Luchadore, Carlos Ruiz. Both of these competitors an brag they have beaten a Indy Champion. And with this being the first Tournament of Prime match, one of these two could possibly earn a shot for the Indy Title.
Dobrev: Introducing now, fighting out of Denver, Colorado The Gravedigger Waylon Graves!
A slow intro by White Zombie rolls over the PA System as More Human than Human plays while the lights dim. As the lights die completely a pyro erupts on either side of the entrance ramp showering the area in an eerie green light as flashing strobes accompany the flare of the pyrotechnics. At the mouth of the entrance ramp Waylon Graves begins to march down towards the ring dressed in a faded leather duster. As he comes closer to the ring Waylon reaches up for the top rope so that he can pull himself onto the ring apron before stepping over the ropes and into the ring where he sheds the duster and tosses it back out of the ring while the sounds of his entrance music fade into the background....
Leroux: That is an intimidating man right there. He is big, strong, and mean.
Reeve: Inflicting stupid amounts is his business, and business is good.
Dobrev: And his opponent...weighing in at 212 pounds, hailing from Madrid, Spain. “The Spanish Luchadore” CARRRRLOSSSSS RUUUUUIIIIIZZZZZ!
"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. He stops on the way to the ring a couple of times to take selfies with the crowd. He slides into the ring and blows kisses to the adoring fans. He smiles as he removes his jacket and sunglasses and hands them to the ringside attendant.
Leroux: You can hear the fans admiration as he makes his way to the ring.
Reeve: Carlos has a big heart, and now he has a few big wins. He will be looking to drink his Spanish Wine after the match in celebration, not to drown the pains of a Showtime loss.
Before the bell even rings, Graves charges and nails the unsuspecting Spaniard from behind with a Forearm Smash, knocking Carlos into the corner. Graves spins Carlos around and begins unloading lefts and rights into the chest of The Spanish Luchadore. Graves stops to yell at the ref to ring the bell.
Reeve: Graves wasn’t waiting for an invitation. He just burst through that door unannounced.
DING DING DING!!!
Graves turns back to Carlos, Carlos goes for a hard right, but it is blocked by Graves, Graves comes back with a deafening knife edge chop across the chest of the smaller Carlos. Graves connects with four more Knife Edge Chops before grabbing a dazed Carlos then puts him on the top turnbuckle. Graves gets underneath Carlos, gets Carlos onto his shoulders, then slams Carlos down with a Backbreaker. Graves makes a cocky, lackadaisical cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TW...kickout by Carlos Ruiz.
Leroux: Graves is doing his best to bury Carlos Ruiz’s win streak here tonight.
Reeve: Graves strength is almost supernatural. Carlos might have a better chance of leaving a Bullfight in less pain than he will this match.
Graves grabs Carlos by the arm,shoulder and jerks him to his feet. He whips Carlos into the corner, then charges. But Carlos catches himself uses the ropes to Springboard, then connect with a Spinning Roundhouse Kick. This stops the big man in his tracks, but still was not enough to bring him down. Carlos Ruiz bounces on then off the ropes, connecting with a Springboard Dropkick, dazing Graves, plus sending back a few steps. Carlos comes up with The Spanish Eyes, and connects, finally dropping Graves. Carlos goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THRE...the ref notices Graves leg has been under the ropes. He taps on Carlos on the shoulder then points to the ropes.
Carlos gets to his feet first, he takes a few steps back before turning, sprinting toward the ropes. He bounces off the ropes as Waylon Graves gets to his feet. Graves goes for a vicious Clothesline, but Carlos slides under. Graves turns to get hit with a Step Up Enziguri, stunning the big man. Carlos charges and connects with a Front Dropkick, knocking Graves back another step. Carlos charges again, this time connecting with a Low Dropkick to the knees of the off balanced Graves, bringing the big man down. Carlos hops over the large frame of Graves, then proceeds to grab the legs of Graves, attempting to lock in Cangrejo Espanol. But as he pulls the massive legs back, Graves uses his strength advantage to flip Carlos forward, through the ropes, and onto the apron. Graves gets to his feet before Carlos, walking over then kicking Carlos off the apron on the outside. The ref tries to talk Graves from heading to the outside, but Graves isn’t listening. The Gravedigger lands on the outside, grabbing the thick luscious hair of Carlos Ruiz, dragging the smaller man to his feet. Graves slams the head of Ruiz into the apron a few times as the ref starts his count. Graves grabs Carlos, wrapping him up in a Bear Hug before running Carlos’s back straight into the ringpost as the ref’s count gets to 3. Graves grabs Carlos by the arm and shoulder, yanking him to his feet. He rolls Carlos into the ring, forcing the ref to break the count, before pulling him right back onto the outside.
Reeves: Wait. That’s not how that usually plays out.
Graves grabs Carlos, pulling him to his feet into Suplex position, he lifts Carlos up for a Delayed Suplex for awhile, until Carlos manages to shift his momentum, flip out, and onto the apron. Graves turns, Carlos runs, leaps, and brings Graves crashing down with a Tornado DDT.
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
The ref’s count gets to 5 before either competitor begins to get to their feet. Carlos is the first, holding his back as he makes his way into the ring at the 7 count. Graves gets to his at 8, when Carlos surprises everyone by springing toward the ropes, he leaps onto the ropes, then off connecting with a Springboard Plancha onto Graves.
Leroux: Both these men are pulling out all the stops in this opening Tourney of Power match.
Both men are down for a few seconds. Carlos gets to his feet while Graves behinds to get to his feet. as the ref gets to 3. Carlos charges as Graves gets to his feet, Carlos leaps, going for a Cross Body Block, but Graves catches him as the ref gets to five. Graves taunts Carlos for a second before charging forward, driving Carlos’s back into the ringpost as the ref gets to 7. Graves doesn’t let go of Carlos, instead, places him onto the apron, then rolling him into the ring. Graves follows suit, just making the 10 count.
Graves reaches down, again grabbing the hair of Carlos, dragging him to his feet. Graves follows with an Irish Whip, sending Carlos into the ropes, as he bounces off, coming back at Carlos, Graves, grabs him, then slams him down with a devastating Sidewalk Slam.Graves goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH...Graves pulls Carlos up, negating the pinfall.
Leroux: Waylon Graves may just have finished Carlos off with Open Grave there. But it seems he wants to send a message to the rest of the Tourney of Power competitors.
Reeves: I think they would much prefer a text or email.
Graves again pulls Carlos to his feet, then whips him into the corner. The combination of the previous damage to his back, and the force of the Irish WHip. Carlos drops to the mat, holding his back, after the impact. Graves grabs Carlos, yanking him to his feet. Graves follows up by scooping him up and placing Carlos onto the Top Turnbuckle. They are now both on the Top Turnbuckle, as Graves wraps his arm around the head of Carlos, about to attempt Nail in the Coffin, but Carlos delays it with a few shots to the gut, loosening the grip of Waylon Graves, Carlos Ruiz ducks out of the hold, then takes a few tight -rope steps backwards. Carlos pushes down on the rope, which gives him a little boost as he leaps, driving his knee into the face of The Gravedigger.
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Leroux: The Spanish Luchadore showing the EWC why he is Spain’s Greatest Export.
Carlos crashes down on one side of the ringpost, as Graves crashes down onto the other side of the ring post. The ref starts his count.
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
THREE
.
.
FOUR...Carlos begins to get to his feet.
.
.
FIVE...Graves begins to get to his feet.
.
.
SIX...Carlos is stumbling on his feet toward the ring.
.
.
SEVEN...Graves gets to his feet.
.
.
EIGHT...Carlos dives into the ring.
.
.
Nine…
Graves is by the apron, Carlos tries to end the match with a Baseball Slide, but Graves side steps, grabs the leg of Carlos, dragging him out, subsequently resetting the ref’s count. Carlos starts pulling himself up on the legs of Graves. Graves connects with few hard rights as the ref tries to convince Graves to bring it back into the ring. Graves ignores as he reaches down, wraps his arms around Carlos, lifts, then slams Carlos into the apron with a Gutwrench Suplex The ref checks on Carlos who is clearly in pain. Carlos rolls into the ring holding his back. Graves takes his time getting into the ring. He taunts Carlos before grabbing the ropes for a little extra leverage as he uses his big boot to choke Carlos...the makes the DQ 5 Count..
ONE
.
TWO
.
THREE
.
FOUR
.
Graves releases before the ref gets to 5..But goes right back to it…
ONE
.
TWO
.
THREE
.
FOUR
.
Graves releases again. The ref gets between him as he check on Carlos.
Leroux: Graves is letting his nasty nature take charge here. If he breaks before the 5, technically it is legal. Doesn’t mean it’s right.
Reeve: Do you think there is grave soil on the bottoms of his shoes. Could he accidentally get Carlos possessed?
Graves grabs Carlos by his luscious locks of hair, dragging him to his feet. He whips Carlos into the corner, he charges, but Carlos manages to bring his feet up, delivering a blow that knocks Graves back a few steps. Carlos comes out of the corner, connecting with a Spinning Heel Kick that sends Graves staggering back. Carlos comes up to Graves, and connects with aq Step Up Enziguri, the big man falls into the ropes. Carlos sprints toward the other side of the turnbuckle, hops on then off the ropes, wrapping his legs around the head of Graves, going for a Hurricanrana, but Graves uses his brute strength to stop Carlos’ momentum. He lifts Carlos up for a Powerbomb, but Carlos pushes off his shoulders, puts his feet on the ropes for balance as his momentum spins Graves around connecting with a sort of modified Springboard Facebuster. Carlos goes for the cover... the ref counts….
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH..Graves pushes Carlos off with AuthoraTAI!
Leroux: Carlos Ruiz with a nearfall! I thought he had Graves there. Anyone watching can see why the fans love Carlos. He has no quit or fear in him. Maybe it is the running with the bulls. Maybe it is the fine Spanish WIne. Who Knows?
Reeve: Carlos has been using his speed to get the advantage. He needs to stick to that strategy to avoid Graves doing any more damage to his back.
Instead of keeping the pressure up, Carlos takes a minute to placate to the fans, and they love every second of it. Carlos notices Graves getting to his feet, so he walks over to Graves, connects with a few hard rights to the head of Graves, followed by a knee to the head, dazing Graves on his knees, Carlos then grabs the big man, and drives his head into the mat with a DDT. Carlos goes for the cover… the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH...Graves again aggressively pushes Carlos off of him.
Carlos gets to his feet, but Graves is not far behind. Carlos charges, but Graves uses his long, thick legs to kick Carlos in the gut, Graves steps up, driving his knee into the gut of Carlos, doubling him over. Graves wraps his arms around Carlos, lifts, then slams him down with a Gutwrench Suplex. He goes for the cover… the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
TH..Graves pulls Carlos up, breaking the count.
The Gravedigger scoops up the smaller Spanish Luchadore, then drives him down hard onto his knee with a Backbreaker. Instead of going for the pin. Graves stomps on the back of the downed Carlos. Graves stands over the back of Carlos, drops a knee into the center of Carlos’s back, holding it there, digging it into his back as he grabs the arms of Carlos, stretching them back towards him. Carlos is clearly in agonizing pain from all the damage inflicted upon his back from Graves throughout the match.Graves wrenches back more and more each second.
Reeve: He might rip Carlos Ruiz’s arms right off!
Leroux: That’s not possible. Don’t believe everything you see in movies.
The ref checks on Carlos, but he refuses to quit. Finally, Graves just lets go. Carlos grabs his back in agony. Graves gets up taunting the crowd before grabbing Carlos, dragging him to his knees. He whips Carlos into the ropes, as Carlos comes off the ropes, Graves catches him and hits him with an Atomic Drop. Carlos staggers, Graves charges, lunges, and drives his shoulder straight through Carlos, connecting with Last Rites. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THRE...Carlos just gets his foot on the ropes.
Leroux: Graves almost had the win there. He has been punishing Carlos. But Carlos has still managed to get some good shots of his own on Graves.
The ref taps Graves on the back, pointing to the foot of Carlos on the ropes. A frustrated Graves storms to his feet. He grabs Carlos, setting him up in Suplex position. He lifts Carlos up, and holds him there for a Delayed Suplex, but Carlos manages to sway enough for Graves to lsoe his grip. Carlos lands on his feet, immediately coming at Graves and connecting with a Spinning Roundhouse Kick, followed by a Legsweep. Carlos sprints to the ropes, hops on then off, connecting with a Springboard Moonsault. Carlos grabs the legs of Graves, barely able to flip him over due to Graves’ size and the weakened state of Carlos’s back, but he manages to lock in Cangrejo Espanol. He wrenches back, Graves is fighting to reacht he ropes, but even his long arms are too far away. SO he uses his brute strength to flip Carlos out of the hold with his tree trunk legs. Carlos slams into the corner. Graves takes a few seconds to get to his feet. Carlos manages to shake out the cobwebs. Carlos goes for the Spanish Eyes as Graves turns, but Graves catches his foot, pulling him in for a devastating lariat. Graves drags Carlos to knee, grabs him arm, pulling it between his leg, he lifts Carlos and slams him to the mat with End of the Line. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
ONE
.
.
.
TWO
.
.
.
THREE!
DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev:Here is your winner...WAYYYYLONNNN GRAAAAVVVVEESSSSSS!
Leroux: Graves with yet another big win here. He seems to be at his best when he needs to be. The other Tourney competitors need to keep on him.
Reeve: The Gravedigger may have buried Ruiz’s hopes of becoming the next contender to whoever walks away Indy Champion here tonight.
The ref tries to raise Graves hand in victory, but he pulls it away. He looks down at Carlos getting back to his feet. Graves decides he is not done, he isn’t finished inflicting pain, not to mention the envelope of sidecash he will receive. Waylon Graves comes from behind, driving his shoulder into the back of Carlos. Graves then drives his elbow into the back of Carlos, before grabbing him, then tossing him over the ropes. The fans start to cheer as Grizzly Duggan begins charging down the ramp to help the other half of Mucho Grande. But as he is steps from the ring, the lights flicker.
LeRoux: Flickering lights never leads to anything good.
Reeves: I know what you mean. It’s not like a pony or Mermaid will suddenly appear. It’s always someone mean.
On, Off,On, OFF, for a few seconds. When they come back on Draco Lazarus has his Golden Cane standing in front of Grizzly Duggan. Grizzly does not see the masked assailant running on the barricade, nor does he see who is presumably Draco’s tag team partner from Rampage, coming from behind with a chair. Draco taunts Grizzly with the Golden Cane while walking backwards. Grizzly senses someone behind him, but it is too late. As he turns, the masked assailant leaps off the barricade, connecting with Dropkick, knocking Grizzly backfirst into the other barricade.
LeRoux: Wait A Second...Is That? No it couldn’t be. What would he be doing with Draco Lazarus?
Immediately Draco and possibly his partner from Rampage match each strike Grizzly at the same time, Mask with a chairshot to the head, Draco to the knees of the Monster. They each back and strike two more times. While they were attacking, the familiar looking assailant runs down the barricade again, he leaps, connecting with a Cross Body Block, which is enough weight for the barricade to fold beneath them.
LeRoux: That’s him, that is Khaos. He takes on Nevaeh next in a Steel Cage match. What is he doing out here?
Reeves: Apparently putting people through barricades.
Draco calls for his new backup, and they to help Waylon Graves. Carlos managed to get the upper hand after he reverses a whip into the ringpost. Suplex onto the apron before that shows it’s effects as Carlos drops to a knee. Unfortunately, this is when Draco comes from behind, delivering a strike to the back of Carlos’s head. He tells the guy that most likely was his partner to take care of Carlos with Graves. Draco grabs a mic and heads into the ring with Khaos. The masked man begins clearing off the Spanish Announce Table as Graves gets to his his feet. Boos rain down on Draco as he snickers, thumbing his nose. He looks over at Khaos, nods, Khaos remains motionless as Draco offends the jeering crowd.
Draco Lazarus: Have you morons not figured it out yet? Your boos mean nothing to me, or any of us for that matter. YOU ALL mean nothing to us. We know how pathetic your lives are. We know that you Netflix binging couch potatoes get your excitement vicariously through us. So sit down, shut your grease loving or gluten free traps and let me speak.
The fans start to chant…
DRACO SUCKS!
DRACO SUCKS!
DRACO SUCKS!
DRACO SUCKS!
DRACO SUCKS!
Draco Lazarus: Draco Lazarus: DO I now? If I sucked, would we have stopped The Purple Haired Has Been, Sebsastian Conne...ver will win the Big One, and Newbie McIsuck from becoming #1 Contender to the FSW Title? If I sucked... could I make this happen?...
He looks over to Graves and Mask, he nods at them, then on cue, Graves slams Carlos through a table, Mask comes down with a Double Stomp a half a second after Carlos crashes through the table. While receives jeers and scattered “You Suck” Graves ignores it as he makes his way to the ring, as Mask begins degrading and instigating the fans. Draco is laughing, holding his gut, he slaps the chest of Khaos, pointing at the motionless Carlos. Khaos eyes him up and down, but doesn’t move for a few seconds before acknowledging Graves presence next to him.
Draco Lazarus: But don't worry I won't ruin your precious Main Event. I have money riding on it.
Draco snickers.
Draco: Now to the real point. I don't feel like wasting anymore breath of you pathetic drunken bastards. As even you dumbasses can probably guess, Azrael is no more. He has moved onto greener pastures so to speak.
Draco delivers a sinister smirk, looking over at MASK before continuing
Draco: As you see here, This fantastically, high flying psychopath, Khaos. Khaos, I can’t wait to see you make Nevaeh bleed. But make sure not to kill her. We still have a weekend getaway to plan. Then you see here we have Waylon Graves. A real monster. Inside and Out. Not some phony oversized Brute like Grizzly. He is more dangerous than Grizzly would be with an axe and a rabid blue ox. You see these two. They get it. They see the vision. Collateral Damage doing what we want, when we want. We will dominate. We will destroy. We will hold the EWC hostage until they give us what we deserve…
COLLATERAL DAMAGE SUCKS!!
COLLATERAL DAMAGE SUCKS!!
COLLATERAL DAMAGE SUCKS!!
COLLATERAL DAMAGE SUCKS!!
COLLATERAL DAMAGE SUCKS!!
Draco pauses, giving a look that broke the smugness meter.
Draco: EVERYTHING!
Draco chuckles uncontrollably at his terrible joke. But his laughter is cut short when he sees Grizzly Duggan is now up, hustling down to the ring, before Draco can introduce the last new member of Collateral Damage. Collateral Damage exit the ring post hate, making their exit through the crowd.
Leroux: Well it doesn't seem like We've seen the last of Collateral damage on Prime
Reeve: As much as I'd love to believe that, we know its not true.
As the scene switches to a shot of the Indy Champion, Candy appears to be deep in thought as she lifts her gaze to the camera
CANDY: So here we are. After months of building things up, it’s finally time for my first title defense.
She pauses.
CANDY: Now I have no doubt that most of you think I’m going to crack under pressure. I’m out of my element on this one. There’s no way I’m going to survive. And if that’s what you want to believe, so be it. It’s not like I can stop you. But I promise you’ll be seeing things different once we’re through. Haven’t you ever heard where there’s a will, there’s a way. Well, I’m about to find the way that has me retaining the Indy Championship.
She sounds pretty sure of that as she pats the title resting on shoulder.
CANDY: Try as you might. I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure this night ends on a sweet note!
She winks and shows off a smile.
CANDY: Now if you excuse me, there’s someone I need to talk to.”
And with that, Candy walks out of view.
STEEL CAGE MATCH
Khaos
Vs Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh
Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back, Sledgehammer in hand, to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her long the way.Khaos
Vs Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh
Dobrev: "Coming to the ring at this time from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH!"
After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Suddenly, the lights begin to flicker. When they turn back on Khaos is standing behind Nevaeh. Khaos catches Nevaeh from behind with a Standing Dropkick, sending her into the ropes.
LeRoux: KHAOS starts this match off with a cheap shot.
Reeves: Is it a Cheap Shot if it is within the rules? Let me check the rulebook. Hold please.
Khaos follows that up with a Step Up Enziguri to the back of Nevaeh’s head.
DING DING DING!!!
Khaos pounces on Nevaeh with a few stomps to the head and body before grabbing a handful of hair, yanking her to her feet. Khaos drags her over to the ropes, he pulls her head back, then goes to slam her head into the steel, but Nevaeh manages to get to her foot and hands up to block the impact. She throws her other leg up, catching Khaos with a Low Blow. Nevaeh follows up with a Spinning Back Fist that staggers Khaos. Nevaeh sprints toward Khaos, leaps, taking him down with a Thesz Press. Nevaeh then grabs the head of Khaos, smashing it repeatedly into the mat. She gets to her feet, walks on then over Khaos to get to her Sledgehammer. Nevaeh makes a show of it as she grabs her Sledgehammer, showing it off to the fans. She turns to see Khaos getting to his feet. Nevaeh charges, she cocks back to drive the Hammer portion into the gut of Khaos. Khos saw her coming, and managed to LeapFrog over her, out of danger. Nevaeh turns, but is met with Spinning Heel Kick, knocking her back into the ropes. Khaos charges, leaps, and sandwiches Nevaeh between the steel and himself with a Cross Body Block. Khaos keeps the dazed Nevaeh on her feet by grabbing her head. He turns her around, then starts rubbing her face back and forth across the steel.
Leroux: This match is off to a vicious start as expected. These two do not like each other. They are both out for blood.
Reeve: THERE WILL BE BLOOD! I always wanted to say that.
After dragging Nevaeh’s face against the steel, Khaos again grabs a handful of hair, brings Nevaeh’s head back, then slams it repeatedly into the steel cage. Khaos releases his grip, Nevaeh falls into the corner. Khaos begins climbing the cage, but he stops as he gets halfway up, he turns, holding his grip on the cage. Nevaeh shakes off the cobwebs, looking up at Khaos. Khaos lets go, lands on the ropes, bounces on then off, leaping, attempting a Springboard Moonsault. But Nevaeh takes evasive action, sidestepping the impact. The crafty Khaos manages to land on his feet. But as soon as he looks up, Nevaeh cuts him in half with a devastating Spear. Nevaeh heads over to grab her Sledgehammer. Khaos begins getting to his feet, but not before Nevaeh smashes the edge of the Sledgehammer into the side of Khaos, dropping Khaos to a knee. Nevaeh then jabs Khaos in the head with the Sledgehammer. Khaos drops, Nevaeh follows by taking a shot to each knee of Khaos then the head one more time before stopping to kiss her sledgehammer. She drops it on him, then turns to head to the ropes. She gets to the ropes, begins climbing the cage.
Leroux: Good strategy by Nevaeh there. If she takes out his legs, he won’t be able to climb the steel cage, thus he can’t win.
Nevaeh begins ascending the cage. She gets halfway up before Khaos even starts getting to his feet. She is almost at the top when Khaos starts to get to his feet.
Leroux: Nevaeh could have this match won.
Nevaeh is about to throw one leg over the cage, but she looks down to see Khaos stirring. Instead of trying to head down the cage, she brings her leg back over, she stands on top of the cage. Khaos gets to his feet, Nevaeh leaps off the cage, and comes crashing down on Khaos with Fall From Grace!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Reeve: Are they Dead?
Leroux: They may both feel like Death. But they are both still breathing. Not moving, but still Breathing.
Nevaeh and Khaos lie motionless for the better part of a minute. Nevaeh is the first to begin stirring, rolling back and forth. She begins pushing herself to her feet as Khaos begins to stir. Nevaeh is slowly making her way to the Cage Door. As she gets closer, she yells at the refs to open it. They have trouble undoing the chain wrapped around the door. Finally, as a commotion begins in the crowd, the refs get the chain off the door. They open it, the commotion gets closer as Nevaeh slides through the ropes. Boos can be heard as a beast of a man wearing a familiar mask hops over the barricade.
He charges at Neveah, now on the second step about to leap off, and connects with a Big Boot, then knocks her down. She seems to bounce off the steps, and almost off, but the masked man catches her, rolls her back onto the steps, climbs the steps, grabs her, dragging her in the ring, and dropping her on the mat. Before he can do anything else, the refs are in his face, trying to back him up. He is about to knock them out of the way until he sees Khaos getting to his feet. The massive man turns and heads back out the cage, then back through the crowd.
Leroux: That man just cost Nevaeh the win here.
Reeve: He might not only have cost her the win. He may now be the reason she loses. Khaos could walk out that cage right now.
But Khaos doesn’t, instead, he sees the downed Nevaeh, the ref closing the door, so he has a different, more savage idea in mind. He heads over and quickly begins scaling the cage. He gets to the top as Nevaeh begins stirring. Nevaeh starts to get to her feet. Khaos steadies himself waiting for the right time. When it comes, he leaps, and crashed down on Nevaeh with DreamWeaver.
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Leroux: Khaos takes his turn risking life and limb, but not for victory seemingly for the sheer joy of causing Nevaeh pain.
Reeve: Not many competitors think, “Oh look I could win. But NAAAHHH, I am going to climb 37000 feet and jump off the top of the cage onto my opponent.” That is basically what Khaos just did.
Again, neither competitor really moves, this time for over a minute. Khaos is the first to his feet. He heads over the corner. Taking his time making his way to the top turnbuckle. He looks over to see Nevaeh pulling herself up with the ropes. Khaos looks up at the top of the cage then over to Nevaeh. Khaos turns to Nevaeh, leaps, going for Missle Dropkick as Nevaeh stumbles off the ropes, but Nevaeh sees him coming, and falls to her left to avoid the impact. Khaos crashes into the mat. Nevaeh wears a sinister smile as she watches Khaos start to push himself to his feet, she charges from behind, driving Khaos into the mat with a One Handed Bulldog. Nevaeh doesn’t waste any time hopping over to the legs of Khaos. She grabs his leg, proceeding to attempt to lock in the Figure Four Leglock, but before she can, Khaos manages to kick her hard enough to create some separation. Khaos up kips to his feet, leaps, wrapping his legs around the head of Nevaeh, then takes her down with a Hurricanrana. Khaos gets his second win, he heads to the corner, hopping onto the turnbuckle. He turns, sets himself, leaps, and connects with Worst Nightmare.
Leroux: Nevaeh is in trouble here after that amazing show of Athleticism by Khaos.
Reeve: I still don’t believe that is a real move. Did he come from a video? Is this Pixels Universe?
This takes a lot out of Khaos as he takes a while to get to his feet. He slowly makes his way to the ropes, he begins scaling the cage. But before he can get halfway up, Nevaeh grabs his feet. Then drags him down, so his face and body rub against the steel for a bit before he falls off, and onto the mat. Nevaeh walks over and grabs her Sledgehammer. She comes up from behind, and starts choking Khaos with the Sledgehammer. Khaos is trying to get some sort of leverage to break the choke, but Nevaeh just leans back, putting more pressure on the throat of Khaos. Nevaeh finally releases. Khaos grasps at his throat as he coughs, trying to catch his breath. But it hard to do when the edge of a Sledgehammer is driven into your ribs, which is exactly what happpened to Khaos, then again, then again.
Leroux: People forget just how violent Nevaeh can get.
Reeve: Not those that believe the hotter they are the crazier they are.
Khaos then drives the butt of the Sledgehammer down on the ankle of Khaos, and again, and again. Before just tossing the Sledgehammer at his head. Lucky for Khaos, the hammer just skimmed it, but the handle didn’t. Nevaeh then begins making her way to the cage. But as she gets halfway up, Khaos has her foot. But he climbs up next to her, delivering a few hard elbows to the head of Nevaeh. Khaos grabs the head of Nevaeh in Stunner position. He leaps off the cage, and drives Nevaeh down with Nightmares and Dreamscapes.
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Leroux: This match is definitely living up the hype.
Reeve: That move was out of this world. Do you think he might just be an Alien? Maybe that isn’t even a mask.
Neither competitor moves for about a minute. Khaos is the first, and is quick to go on the offensive, as he grabs her by the hair, dragging her to knees, wrapping his arms under her, and is about to lift to drive her down with a Underarm DDT, but Nevaeh feels it coming, manages to slides out from Khaos’s grasp. She kicks Khaos in the gut, then takes Khaos down with a Snap Suplex. She quickly pounces on Khaos, wrapping him up, locking in Exile.
Leroux: If she chokes him out she can climb to the top without a care in the world.
Reeve: Besides falling off the cage. That would suck. Like BOOM Dead on Impact Suck.
Nevaeh keeps the move locked in until she thinks Khaos is out. She releases the hold, dropping him to the mat, then delivers a few kicks to the head of Khaos for good measure. She slowly staggers to the ropes. She begins climbing the cage. It takes so much effort, she does not see Khaos begin to get to his feet as she gets halfway up. Khaos sees this, and rage gives him an energy boost. He hurries over to Nevaeh’s location. He scales the cage, catching up with Nevaeh, he delivers a few hard rights, but Nevaeh counters with a few of her own the continues climbing to the top. Khaos follows suit. Again Khaos catches up, delivering a few hard rights, the last of which almost sends Nevaeh vrashing down but she manages to keep her grip. But Khaos made his way to the top of the cage. This give Nevaeh a little boost of energy and she scurries up to meet him…
Leroux: Here we go… two bitter rivals at the top of a cage, this does not end well for someone.
Nevaeh strikes first a Slap across the face. Khaos sways toward the cage, then towards the crowd but keeps his balance. He comes with a boot to Nevaeh’s gut, she leans forward, almost falling out of the cage, then swaying toward the ring. Khaos goes for another Nightmares and Dreamscapes, for Neveah pushes him off…
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Khaos crashes down to the mat, Nevaeh loses her footing, falling outside the ring. He head hits the cage on the way down, busting her open, but she still has the wherewithal to grab the cage with both her hands, saving her from imminent disaster. She takes a few seconds to catch her brief, she takes a deep breath as she looks at the motionless Khaos, then begins descending the cage. A few feet from the floor, she leaps off, both feet landing on the floor.
DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...NEVVVVAEHHHHH!
Leroux: Nevaeh survives this crazy battle with Khaos. She told Khaos she was ready for his chaotic psychosis and she was. Another impactful victory for Nevaeh to add to her Prime resume.
Reeve: So did we go with Alien...ORRRR?
Leroux: Ignore that and stay tuned...because coming up is the match EWC PRIME fans have been salivating at for months. This match been debated back and forth, and now it is here. Will Candy walk away from this Fatal Fourway Elimination Match with the sweet taste of victory? Or will El Pablo, Stitches, or Killjoy Ito giver her that rotten tooth feeling and walk away as the New Indy Champion? We find out...NEXT!
Nevaeh stares down Khaos for a minute, with a mischievous grin of content on her face, before heading up the ramp to celebrate her victory.
Reeves: Wait. I got it. He was on that Stan Lee Superhuman show.
Backstage, we find El Pablo performing a series of push-ups in one of the hallways; a bowl of Skittles on the concrete floor beneath his face, encouraging him to take a mouthful with each repetition. After a few moments, a pair of boots appears beside his head - the camera pans up to reveal EWC Indy Champion Candy, title belt glistening over her shoulder.
CANDY: Do you have a minute?
She questions as she munches from the candy bar in her hand.
CANDY: I’d like to talk to you about something.
After a momentary pause, EP performs one more push-up before hopping to his feet.
EP: Srrr! Rssrrrp?
EP swallows his mouthful of Skittles.
EP: Sure. What’s up?
CANDY: Well…
She finishes her own bite of candy before continuing.
CANDY: ...It’s not that I’m looking for a handout when it comes to this match or anything. But I think it’s in our best interest to work together to eliminate both Killjoy and Stitches.
Candy pauses, trying to gage his reaction to her request. But Pablo isn’t giving anything away just yet.
CANDY: Ya know, neither of us would like to see them with the title. Besides, once they’re gone...we can give the fans exactly what they want. The sweetest match possible for the Indy Championship!
She lets that sink in for a moment.
CANDY: Sooo, what do you say?
EP remains silent, mulling Candy’s proposition over for a moment.
EP: Y’know… when I came and spoke to you that first show after you won the belt, I said you wouldn’t have to worry about underhandedness or anything like that…and I’m a man of my word.
EP smiles.
EP: You and I have shown that we work great as a team…I’d say it’s only fair that we let this Dublin crowd get a little glimpse of that tonight!
CANDY: Sweet!
She smiles in return.
CANDY: Then I guess I’ll be seeing you out there. Maybe the sweetest person win!
As she extended out her hand, Candy saw his eyes glance toward her title before returning to her face. Her expression turns serious, with her smile fading, but otherwise she didn’t seem too bothered by it. This was all part of the job and they both know that. EP nods, still smiling, then takes her hand and gives a hearty shake.
EP: Let’s go seize our moment.
EP pulls his hand away and dips into his pocket, pulling out a fresh packet of Skittles. He raises it, gesturing for a toast. Candy pauses for a moment, then smiles, lifting her half-eaten candy bar and tapping it against the Skittles. The champion then turns and exits the shot, leaving EP alone to continue his warming up.
CANDY: Do you have a minute?
She questions as she munches from the candy bar in her hand.
CANDY: I’d like to talk to you about something.
After a momentary pause, EP performs one more push-up before hopping to his feet.
EP: Srrr! Rssrrrp?
EP swallows his mouthful of Skittles.
EP: Sure. What’s up?
CANDY: Well…
She finishes her own bite of candy before continuing.
CANDY: ...It’s not that I’m looking for a handout when it comes to this match or anything. But I think it’s in our best interest to work together to eliminate both Killjoy and Stitches.
Candy pauses, trying to gage his reaction to her request. But Pablo isn’t giving anything away just yet.
CANDY: Ya know, neither of us would like to see them with the title. Besides, once they’re gone...we can give the fans exactly what they want. The sweetest match possible for the Indy Championship!
She lets that sink in for a moment.
CANDY: Sooo, what do you say?
EP remains silent, mulling Candy’s proposition over for a moment.
EP: Y’know… when I came and spoke to you that first show after you won the belt, I said you wouldn’t have to worry about underhandedness or anything like that…and I’m a man of my word.
EP smiles.
EP: You and I have shown that we work great as a team…I’d say it’s only fair that we let this Dublin crowd get a little glimpse of that tonight!
CANDY: Sweet!
She smiles in return.
CANDY: Then I guess I’ll be seeing you out there. Maybe the sweetest person win!
As she extended out her hand, Candy saw his eyes glance toward her title before returning to her face. Her expression turns serious, with her smile fading, but otherwise she didn’t seem too bothered by it. This was all part of the job and they both know that. EP nods, still smiling, then takes her hand and gives a hearty shake.
EP: Let’s go seize our moment.
EP pulls his hand away and dips into his pocket, pulling out a fresh packet of Skittles. He raises it, gesturing for a toast. Candy pauses for a moment, then smiles, lifting her half-eaten candy bar and tapping it against the Skittles. The champion then turns and exits the shot, leaving EP alone to continue his warming up.
COMMERCIAL BREAK
WHAT IS EWCTV?
- All live EWC Pay-Per-View events (including StrangleMania, Night Of Champions, Rumble in the Bronx; WrestleFest)
- All day scheduled & live programming
- Plus, hours and hours of on-demand content & never before seen behind-the-scenes footage!
- Groundbreaking original series - See new episodes of BRAWL, RAMPAGE, FSW, PRIME and more
- Live in-ring action, reality shows and documentaries
HOW TO ORDER
Get the award-winning EWC Network through your TV provider. Call your local TV Provider today to subscribe.
Only $7.95/month
Only $7.95/month
WATCH ONLINE
If you are subscribed to EWC Network through your TV Provider you can now enjoy EWC Network on your:
PC, Laptop, PS3, PS4, or tablet.
PC, Laptop, PS3, PS4, or tablet.
EWCTV for only $7.95 USD per month
Along with being an EWCTV Subscriber, you get:
EVERY Pay-Per-View event included at no extra charge
15% off any and all EWC Merchandise from the EWC Store
20% off all tickets to LIVE EWC Shows
A free EWC Yearly Wall Calendar signed by the entire active EWC Roster
EVERY Pay-Per-View event included at no extra charge
15% off any and all EWC Merchandise from the EWC Store
20% off all tickets to LIVE EWC Shows
A free EWC Yearly Wall Calendar signed by the entire active EWC Roster
As an added bonus for all those currently subscribed including any new subscriptions prior to midnight June 30th
Receive a FREE copy of EWC PRIME PRESENTS: SHOWTIME! DVD and Blu-Ray combo when it's released later this year
+ free T-Shirt and Replica EWC Championship belt.
Receive a FREE copy of EWC PRIME PRESENTS: SHOWTIME! DVD and Blu-Ray combo when it's released later this year
+ free T-Shirt and Replica EWC Championship belt.
So act now if you aren't already subscribed to EWCTV
MAIN EVENT
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
EXTREME FATAL FOUR WAY ELIMINATION MATCH
Anything goes in this contest. Superstars are eliminated once pinned or submitted.
Stitches
Vs El Pablo
Vs Killjoy Ito
Vs Candy (c)
INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
EXTREME FATAL FOUR WAY ELIMINATION MATCH
Anything goes in this contest. Superstars are eliminated once pinned or submitted.
Stitches
Vs El Pablo
Vs Killjoy Ito
Vs Candy (c)
Leurox: This is the moment we have been waiting on for over a month now; holy smokes, I am seeing it and I can’t believe it is here.
Reeve: You better believe it Eva; I am trying not to scream, this is going to be epic.
Leurox: The build up to this fight has been insane, a couple of weeks ago there was an epic standoff in the ring between all four, and you could tell there is no love lost by Stitches and Killjoy for Candy.
Reeve: She and Pablo are friends, but the thing is, he has proven, when it comes to competition, he is willing to lay it all out there.
Leurox: That he has. I have to say though, Candy has been an exemplary champion all through her tenure, she is truly special.
Reeve: I agree with you there, what a champion she has been and what a year it has been for her; I mean she has one loss all season long, they are really going to have to bring out the big guns to take her out.
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the INDY CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, a two-time former indy champion; STITCHES THE CLOWN!
Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
Leurox: Stitches look mean, and ready to dish out some pain
Reeve: This man has had a hard fight back to this stage. He is both the longest reigning champion, and the shortest, two bipolar records but the former being a better representation of who he truly is.
Leurox: I agree with that; Stitches is one hell of a talent, he wants this, and he will give it his all.
Spotlights scan across the darkened arena as a lone voice hollers from the speakers, cracking under the weight of its own emotion:
Immediately, the intro to “Stronger” by Kanye West hits the sound system, the spotlights now pulsating to match the pounding of the kick drum.
As the main hook hits, a single burst of rainbow-coloured pyro explodes up from the stage, popping the crowd as they dance beneath a dazzling, dizzying disco light display. As Kanye begins to spit his verse, the curtain parts, and El Pablo bursts out onto the stage, arms outstretched with a huge grin on his face, the top of his mask concealed beneath the hood of his trademark, fur-lined vest.
Nina Dobrev: “From the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England… Weighing in at 195lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… a former indy champion… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EP pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking in the reaction of the fans and encouraging them to offer even more. After a few moments, he drops to a knee, reaching into the pocket of his vest and pulling out a packet of Skittles. He empties them into his hand, takes a deep breath, then rolls forward, popping back to his feet and “shooting” the candy shells out from his palm towards the camera.
He then charges towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and popping back up in one fluid motion, before bounding over towards the corner and ascending the turnbuckle, throwing his fists into the air in triumph. As the crowd continues to come alive, EP pulls another packet of Skittles from his pocket, tossing back his head and chugging them before hopping back down to the mat. He whips his vest off and tosses it to a crew member, performing a few last-minute stretches against the ropes as his music fades.
Leurox: Someone keep El Pablo and Stitches apart, right now they are giving each other the eyes.
Reeve: Pablo was the man who took the title off Stitches the first time. On Prime 31, they met and Stitches took the win then; but Stitches will be the first to tell you, Pablo has a way of picking up wins when they matter the most; he will be watching closely.
The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racquet in the air. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy.
Nina Dobrev: From Tokyo Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds, KILLJOY ITTOOO!
Tommy Love walks up the steps first and enters the ring and walks the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love who exits the ring and stands ringside.
Leurox: The referee is sending Tommy to the back, he has been banned from this contest
The referee points up the ramp to Tommy who is animated but makes his way back as the crowd cheer at his dismissal.
Leurox: Love is not happy about this
Reeve: What’s Love gotta do with it… Got to do with it.
Leurox: Stop it Eva
Reeve: Killjoy pretty much forced his way into this match with a series of stellar performances, he is the ultimate underdog in this fight but is here based on merit and I think he could shock a lot of people
Leurox: After his performance this season, I wouldn’t put it past him.
With all in the center of the ring he calls them to the center of the ring. He explains the rules, there isn’t much to say about that at all. Only way to get disqualified, is if Tommy Love shows up to Ito’s aid.
They nod, they understand the rules. The referee sends them to their corners but all three except Candy gather in a corner and talk strategy, Stitches lets them know, we take her out first and then get to business, they nod in concurrence.
Once the bell goes off all three slowly approach Candy who backs into a corner and considers strategies. As they near, Pablo turns around and nails Stitches with a roundhouse kick, and Candy goes for Killjoy with a stump to the midsection and nails him with a DDT. As much as Pablo wants that title, he plans to do it the right way rather than ganging up on a friend. Candy turns to Pablo, both the only ones on their feet, they shake hands, crack smiles and then have at it, they begin trading right hands. One for another they go at it as Killjoy and Stitches slowly rise to their feet; both on cue turn around and face Stitches and El Pablo respectively. Candy picks Killjoy and Pablo grabs Stitches. Candy runs at Killjoy and nails him with a drop kick whilst Pablo goes at Stitches with an enziguiri; but Stitches catches the feet and Pablo crashes to the mat.
Reeve: Strange dynamics happening between Pablo and Candy here; Pablo is watching out for Candy and at the same time beating her ass at any chance given
Leurox: What are friends for
Killjoy finds his feet quickly and goes at Candy again, he grabs her by the waist and then flings her across the room with a belly to belly suplex. She crashes hard into the mat and he goes on to continue his punishment. He drops punches into her face one after the other as she struggles to clog the holes in her defense to no avail, Ito just continues to drop punches on her. Across the ring, Pablo has taken advantage of the of a German suplex in which he landed on his feet and then surprised Stitches with a bulldog. He gives some distance between himself and Stitches and once the man rises he lands him with a crossbody.
Killjoy halts his assault on Candy and searches under the ring for a suitable weapon, he doesn’t find any. He hears the call of his name from the crowd and turns around to see what is apparently a very ugly old lady with a chiseled chin, a tilted grey wig tilted over her black hair and what looks like ‘the love stick’: a kendo stick beloved by Tommy Love. He goes to the lady and retrieves the stick from her.
Leurox: I don’t know Nessa, that lady looks weirdly like Tommy Love
Reeve: Or his grandma huh, we’ve never met her.
under and spins it around and behind his back a bit, a very fitting weapon he must think, he nods approving of the weapon and returns to the ring where Pablo and Stitches can be spotted trading punches, he goes right for Pablo and nails him in the back of the head with the kendo stick. Pablo crashes hard. Stitches and Killjoy stare at each other for a minute, would they keep to their plans or not? Stitches makes the decision for Ito, he crashes his fist into Ito’s jaw and Ito reacts with smacking him across the head with the kendo stick shattering the stick in pieces. He tosses the fragments over the top rope and just then, is caught from behind with a punch to the back of the head from the champ. He spills over forward she nails him with a German suplex.
Leurox: These guys are giving it their all
Reeve: I can’t hear myself, the fans are losing it
The screams from the fans feel the air as Candy hypes them up, she waves them on and they scream at the top of their lungs for their champion.
Candy picks Stitches for the first pin of the night.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: Not going to be that easy
Reeve: You call that easy? Ito just broke a Kendo stick over his head and he has refused to stay down; that’s determination!
Candy picks Stitches to his feet, this is indeed one of the highlight sub bouts fans have been waiting for all night; she stripped him of the title, and he definitely wants it back. She dishes a punch into his face and follows with a quick knee to the midsection. The hit to his stomach causes Stitches to bend forward; Candy bounces off the ropes and comes back with a scissors kick but by the time she gets there Stitches lifts his head and craps his palm around her neck tightly. She struggles for air and can’t find any; he picks her up and crashes her into the mat with a choke slam. Her tiny frame goes limb on the mat.
But Stitches isn’t done yet, he picks her up and lays her on his shoulder; he drops her hard into the mat with a fireman carry. He goes for the pin.
Leurox: Stitches wants her out of this fight YESTERDAY! Big time moves, he might just get the win here.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: No way!
Leurox: Yes way! There is that resilience of a champion.
Whilst Stitches makes his mark on the fight, else where El Pablo dropped Killjoy with a spinning DDT and then made his way out of the ring to go find himself something to his liking; and he finds it, a fifteen foot ladder which he sets up on the outside with his opponents occupied. He makes his way up the louder and the crowd cry louder in amazement at every step he takes up this monstrous ladder, once he gets to the top he waves the crowd on and they cry out aloud.
Killjoy slowly rises to his feet and searches for Pablo, he can’t find him, so he turns his attention to Stitches and Candy, he begins dishing punches at both of them who return the favor with a double punch to both sides of his face. As they whack him clean, they too wonder where Pablo is at, and once they look up they find the man flying down towards them like an airstrike, he lands thundering into all three of them with a frog splash; they all collapse like Dominos and so does he; his body took just as bad a punishment.
They all are knocked out for a moment but then EP crawls over to Killjoy Ito and goes for a pin.
Leurox: After that crazy move, Ito is done
The referee goes for the count.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: How on earth?
Stitches rolls out of the ring and onto the ground outside, he takes a moment to catch his breath as the other three struggle to find their feet. He searches under the ring and pulls out a stop sign with a dent on it; the same stop sign that he used to finish off El Pablo in their last title match. Once he has it he returns to the ring where Candy is clotheslined to the mat by Killjoy. El Pablo looking to catch Ito after that catches Stitches gaze as he swings the sign, he gets under it and then drop kicks the clown into the turnbuckle. Stitches slams hard and then falls on his face.
Leurox: He dodged a huge bullet there
Reeve: OMG but can he dodge what’s coming?!
Killjoy kicks the back of his leg bringing him to his knees; he then gets a running start on Pablo and nails him with the KETTEI-DA!
Leurox: Big time move!
He goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
Nina Dobrev: The first elimination of the match, EL PABLO!
Killjoy rolls Pablo out of the ring with his feet and once he turns around he meets Candy’s running crossbody. She plasters him to the ground; once she gets up, she meets a surprise of her own, Stitches wilding that same stop sign, he nails her right in the head and her head splits open and the blood begins to sip through.
Leurox: The champ is busted open OMG!
Reeve: She can’t last much longer!
Killjoy rises to his feet soon after Candy drops and he receives the same stop sign, this time to his midsection. He bends over from the impact and Stitches lets go of the sign, he picks up Killjoy and nails him with the SOUND OF SILENCE!
Leurox: Dear God Stitches has taken over here
Reeve: He really has! Wow!
He looks at both people down and picks to eliminate the champ first, he goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: How did she do that?
Reeve: I have no idea
Stitches disgruntled moves over to Killjoy Ito for a pin that way.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: Holy Moses! What the hell!
Reeve: They came here for a fight!
Stitches looks animated as hell, he picks up Candy and sends her to the ropes, as she returns she digs deep and flies straight into his face with a high knee. She crashes to the mat right after that exhausted and looking for air.
Leurox: These guys have left everything on the line here
Reeve: They truly have, what a contest!
Killjoy gets to his feet first and then goes for Candy, he pulls the champ up and then punishes the split above her eyes with a punch; she screams in pain. He then places her on his shoulder… The champ swings off the shoulder and nails him with the Candy Crusher! She goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
Nina Dobrev: The Second Elimination of the night! Killjoy Ito!
Killjoy rolls out of the ring and soon its Stitches and Candy standing in the ring staring at each other as the crowd scream at the top of their lungs.
They both limp to the center of the ring and begin to dish punches to each other. Stitches gains the advantage and nails the champ with a scoop slam! He nails her with a quick elbow drop and then goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: What the hell is wrong with her
Leurox: Candy says, not tonight!
Stitches heads to the turnbuckle, he takes off the pad and exposes the metal, he goes back and picks Candy. He drives her face into the metal over and over again till she falls flat on her back battered and bloodied; her blond hair spills blood over the canvas like a brush on a work of art. Stitches goes for the pin.
Leurox: This is horrific!
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: Not… Possible!
Stitches loses his shit, he picks her up from the mat, and sets her up for the SOUND OF SILENCE! She gets her head out of the way and then racks him in the eyes.
Stitches is blinded for a moment but once the fog in his eyes clears he is met with the swinging stop sign smashing into his skull, bouncing his brain around his head.
Candy drops the sign and then picks him up; she sets him up and then connects with the CANDY CRUSHER ON THE STOP SIGN! Stitches is bleeding! The back of his head spilling blood.
Candy goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
Nina Dobrev: Here’s your winner AAANNDD STILLL THE INDY CHAMPIOOON! CAAAANDY!
Candy collapses to the mat immediately after the announcement and out come the paramedic, with two sets of stretchers to help them out of the ring.
Leurox: HOLY SHIT! What a contest!
Reeve: The fans are screaming, I can’t hear myself!
Leurox: Stitches gave everything, Candy gave everything and then more!
Reeve: Let’s not forget Ito and El Pablo! This fight was one for EWC history books! EPICCC!!!!
Leurox: I hope these two are alright by the next show. SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT!
Reeve: We would but that is all the time we have for you tonight. DID WE PUT ON A SHOW OR WHAT?!
Leurox: That we did. Catch us every two weeks on Sundays, as per usual, this, PRIME, is the best show on television, GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!
Reeve: You better believe it Eva; I am trying not to scream, this is going to be epic.
Leurox: The build up to this fight has been insane, a couple of weeks ago there was an epic standoff in the ring between all four, and you could tell there is no love lost by Stitches and Killjoy for Candy.
Reeve: She and Pablo are friends, but the thing is, he has proven, when it comes to competition, he is willing to lay it all out there.
Leurox: That he has. I have to say though, Candy has been an exemplary champion all through her tenure, she is truly special.
Reeve: I agree with you there, what a champion she has been and what a year it has been for her; I mean she has one loss all season long, they are really going to have to bring out the big guns to take her out.
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the INDY CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, a two-time former indy champion; STITCHES THE CLOWN!
Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
Leurox: Stitches look mean, and ready to dish out some pain
Reeve: This man has had a hard fight back to this stage. He is both the longest reigning champion, and the shortest, two bipolar records but the former being a better representation of who he truly is.
Leurox: I agree with that; Stitches is one hell of a talent, he wants this, and he will give it his all.
Spotlights scan across the darkened arena as a lone voice hollers from the speakers, cracking under the weight of its own emotion:
“Viva Volando! Vive este momento! Viva la Rainbowlution!!”
Immediately, the intro to “Stronger” by Kanye West hits the sound system, the spotlights now pulsating to match the pounding of the kick drum.
That-that-that that don’t kill me / Can only make me stronger,
Man, I been waitin’ all night now / That’s how long I been on ya!
Man, I been waitin’ all night now / That’s how long I been on ya!
As the main hook hits, a single burst of rainbow-coloured pyro explodes up from the stage, popping the crowd as they dance beneath a dazzling, dizzying disco light display. As Kanye begins to spit his verse, the curtain parts, and El Pablo bursts out onto the stage, arms outstretched with a huge grin on his face, the top of his mask concealed beneath the hood of his trademark, fur-lined vest.
Nina Dobrev: “From the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England… Weighing in at 195lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… a former indy champion… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EP pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking in the reaction of the fans and encouraging them to offer even more. After a few moments, he drops to a knee, reaching into the pocket of his vest and pulling out a packet of Skittles. He empties them into his hand, takes a deep breath, then rolls forward, popping back to his feet and “shooting” the candy shells out from his palm towards the camera.
He then charges towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and popping back up in one fluid motion, before bounding over towards the corner and ascending the turnbuckle, throwing his fists into the air in triumph. As the crowd continues to come alive, EP pulls another packet of Skittles from his pocket, tossing back his head and chugging them before hopping back down to the mat. He whips his vest off and tosses it to a crew member, performing a few last-minute stretches against the ropes as his music fades.
Leurox: Someone keep El Pablo and Stitches apart, right now they are giving each other the eyes.
Reeve: Pablo was the man who took the title off Stitches the first time. On Prime 31, they met and Stitches took the win then; but Stitches will be the first to tell you, Pablo has a way of picking up wins when they matter the most; he will be watching closely.
The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racquet in the air. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy.
Nina Dobrev: From Tokyo Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds, KILLJOY ITTOOO!
Tommy Love walks up the steps first and enters the ring and walks the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love who exits the ring and stands ringside.
Leurox: The referee is sending Tommy to the back, he has been banned from this contest
The referee points up the ramp to Tommy who is animated but makes his way back as the crowd cheer at his dismissal.
Leurox: Love is not happy about this
Reeve: What’s Love gotta do with it… Got to do with it.
Leurox: Stop it Eva
Reeve: Killjoy pretty much forced his way into this match with a series of stellar performances, he is the ultimate underdog in this fight but is here based on merit and I think he could shock a lot of people
Leurox: After his performance this season, I wouldn’t put it past him.
With all in the center of the ring he calls them to the center of the ring. He explains the rules, there isn’t much to say about that at all. Only way to get disqualified, is if Tommy Love shows up to Ito’s aid.
They nod, they understand the rules. The referee sends them to their corners but all three except Candy gather in a corner and talk strategy, Stitches lets them know, we take her out first and then get to business, they nod in concurrence.
DING DING DING!!!
Once the bell goes off all three slowly approach Candy who backs into a corner and considers strategies. As they near, Pablo turns around and nails Stitches with a roundhouse kick, and Candy goes for Killjoy with a stump to the midsection and nails him with a DDT. As much as Pablo wants that title, he plans to do it the right way rather than ganging up on a friend. Candy turns to Pablo, both the only ones on their feet, they shake hands, crack smiles and then have at it, they begin trading right hands. One for another they go at it as Killjoy and Stitches slowly rise to their feet; both on cue turn around and face Stitches and El Pablo respectively. Candy picks Killjoy and Pablo grabs Stitches. Candy runs at Killjoy and nails him with a drop kick whilst Pablo goes at Stitches with an enziguiri; but Stitches catches the feet and Pablo crashes to the mat.
Leurox: Epic start to the battle here, these four are here for business
Reeve: Strange dynamics happening between Pablo and Candy here; Pablo is watching out for Candy and at the same time beating her ass at any chance given
Leurox: What are friends for
Killjoy finds his feet quickly and goes at Candy again, he grabs her by the waist and then flings her across the room with a belly to belly suplex. She crashes hard into the mat and he goes on to continue his punishment. He drops punches into her face one after the other as she struggles to clog the holes in her defense to no avail, Ito just continues to drop punches on her. Across the ring, Pablo has taken advantage of the of a German suplex in which he landed on his feet and then surprised Stitches with a bulldog. He gives some distance between himself and Stitches and once the man rises he lands him with a crossbody.
Killjoy halts his assault on Candy and searches under the ring for a suitable weapon, he doesn’t find any. He hears the call of his name from the crowd and turns around to see what is apparently a very ugly old lady with a chiseled chin, a tilted grey wig tilted over her black hair and what looks like ‘the love stick’: a kendo stick beloved by Tommy Love. He goes to the lady and retrieves the stick from her.
Leurox: I don’t know Nessa, that lady looks weirdly like Tommy Love
Reeve: Or his grandma huh, we’ve never met her.
under and spins it around and behind his back a bit, a very fitting weapon he must think, he nods approving of the weapon and returns to the ring where Pablo and Stitches can be spotted trading punches, he goes right for Pablo and nails him in the back of the head with the kendo stick. Pablo crashes hard. Stitches and Killjoy stare at each other for a minute, would they keep to their plans or not? Stitches makes the decision for Ito, he crashes his fist into Ito’s jaw and Ito reacts with smacking him across the head with the kendo stick shattering the stick in pieces. He tosses the fragments over the top rope and just then, is caught from behind with a punch to the back of the head from the champ. He spills over forward she nails him with a German suplex.
Leurox: These guys are giving it their all
Reeve: I can’t hear myself, the fans are losing it
The screams from the fans feel the air as Candy hypes them up, she waves them on and they scream at the top of their lungs for their champion.
Candy picks Stitches for the first pin of the night.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: Not going to be that easy
Reeve: You call that easy? Ito just broke a Kendo stick over his head and he has refused to stay down; that’s determination!
Candy picks Stitches to his feet, this is indeed one of the highlight sub bouts fans have been waiting for all night; she stripped him of the title, and he definitely wants it back. She dishes a punch into his face and follows with a quick knee to the midsection. The hit to his stomach causes Stitches to bend forward; Candy bounces off the ropes and comes back with a scissors kick but by the time she gets there Stitches lifts his head and craps his palm around her neck tightly. She struggles for air and can’t find any; he picks her up and crashes her into the mat with a choke slam. Her tiny frame goes limb on the mat.
But Stitches isn’t done yet, he picks her up and lays her on his shoulder; he drops her hard into the mat with a fireman carry. He goes for the pin.
Leurox: Stitches wants her out of this fight YESTERDAY! Big time moves, he might just get the win here.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: No way!
Leurox: Yes way! There is that resilience of a champion.
Whilst Stitches makes his mark on the fight, else where El Pablo dropped Killjoy with a spinning DDT and then made his way out of the ring to go find himself something to his liking; and he finds it, a fifteen foot ladder which he sets up on the outside with his opponents occupied. He makes his way up the louder and the crowd cry louder in amazement at every step he takes up this monstrous ladder, once he gets to the top he waves the crowd on and they cry out aloud.
“YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH”
“DOOOOOOOOOOOOO IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH”
“DOOOOOOOOOOOOO IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT”
Killjoy slowly rises to his feet and searches for Pablo, he can’t find him, so he turns his attention to Stitches and Candy, he begins dishing punches at both of them who return the favor with a double punch to both sides of his face. As they whack him clean, they too wonder where Pablo is at, and once they look up they find the man flying down towards them like an airstrike, he lands thundering into all three of them with a frog splash; they all collapse like Dominos and so does he; his body took just as bad a punishment.
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
They all are knocked out for a moment but then EP crawls over to Killjoy Ito and goes for a pin.
Leurox: After that crazy move, Ito is done
The referee goes for the count.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: How on earth?
Stitches rolls out of the ring and onto the ground outside, he takes a moment to catch his breath as the other three struggle to find their feet. He searches under the ring and pulls out a stop sign with a dent on it; the same stop sign that he used to finish off El Pablo in their last title match. Once he has it he returns to the ring where Candy is clotheslined to the mat by Killjoy. El Pablo looking to catch Ito after that catches Stitches gaze as he swings the sign, he gets under it and then drop kicks the clown into the turnbuckle. Stitches slams hard and then falls on his face.
Leurox: He dodged a huge bullet there
Reeve: OMG but can he dodge what’s coming?!
Killjoy kicks the back of his leg bringing him to his knees; he then gets a running start on Pablo and nails him with the KETTEI-DA!
Leurox: Big time move!
He goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: The first elimination of the match, EL PABLO!
Killjoy rolls Pablo out of the ring with his feet and once he turns around he meets Candy’s running crossbody. She plasters him to the ground; once she gets up, she meets a surprise of her own, Stitches wilding that same stop sign, he nails her right in the head and her head splits open and the blood begins to sip through.
Leurox: The champ is busted open OMG!
Reeve: She can’t last much longer!
Killjoy rises to his feet soon after Candy drops and he receives the same stop sign, this time to his midsection. He bends over from the impact and Stitches lets go of the sign, he picks up Killjoy and nails him with the SOUND OF SILENCE!
Leurox: Dear God Stitches has taken over here
Reeve: He really has! Wow!
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
“THIS IS AWESOME”
He looks at both people down and picks to eliminate the champ first, he goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: How did she do that?
Reeve: I have no idea
Stitches disgruntled moves over to Killjoy Ito for a pin that way.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Leurox: Holy Moses! What the hell!
Reeve: They came here for a fight!
Stitches looks animated as hell, he picks up Candy and sends her to the ropes, as she returns she digs deep and flies straight into his face with a high knee. She crashes to the mat right after that exhausted and looking for air.
Leurox: These guys have left everything on the line here
Reeve: They truly have, what a contest!
Killjoy gets to his feet first and then goes for Candy, he pulls the champ up and then punishes the split above her eyes with a punch; she screams in pain. He then places her on his shoulder… The champ swings off the shoulder and nails him with the Candy Crusher! She goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: The Second Elimination of the night! Killjoy Ito!
Killjoy rolls out of the ring and soon its Stitches and Candy standing in the ring staring at each other as the crowd scream at the top of their lungs.
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
They both limp to the center of the ring and begin to dish punches to each other. Stitches gains the advantage and nails the champ with a scoop slam! He nails her with a quick elbow drop and then goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: What the hell is wrong with her
Leurox: Candy says, not tonight!
Stitches heads to the turnbuckle, he takes off the pad and exposes the metal, he goes back and picks Candy. He drives her face into the metal over and over again till she falls flat on her back battered and bloodied; her blond hair spills blood over the canvas like a brush on a work of art. Stitches goes for the pin.
Leurox: This is horrific!
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
Kick Out!
Reeve: Not… Possible!
Stitches loses his shit, he picks her up from the mat, and sets her up for the SOUND OF SILENCE! She gets her head out of the way and then racks him in the eyes.
“THIS IS CRAZY”
Stitches is blinded for a moment but once the fog in his eyes clears he is met with the swinging stop sign smashing into his skull, bouncing his brain around his head.
Candy drops the sign and then picks him up; she sets him up and then connects with the CANDY CRUSHER ON THE STOP SIGN! Stitches is bleeding! The back of his head spilling blood.
Candy goes for the pin.
1
.
.
.
2
.
.
.
3
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: Here’s your winner AAANNDD STILLL THE INDY CHAMPIOOON! CAAAANDY!
Candy collapses to the mat immediately after the announcement and out come the paramedic, with two sets of stretchers to help them out of the ring.
Leurox: HOLY SHIT! What a contest!
Reeve: The fans are screaming, I can’t hear myself!
Leurox: Stitches gave everything, Candy gave everything and then more!
Reeve: Let’s not forget Ito and El Pablo! This fight was one for EWC history books! EPICCC!!!!
Leurox: I hope these two are alright by the next show. SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT!
Reeve: We would but that is all the time we have for you tonight. DID WE PUT ON A SHOW OR WHAT?!
Leurox: That we did. Catch us every two weeks on Sundays, as per usual, this, PRIME, is the best show on television, GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2018
END SCREEN
SEGMENTS BY:
EL PABLO
CANDY
NEVAEH
AEON KHRONOS
KILLJOY ITO
EL PABLO
CANDY
NEVAEH
AEON KHRONOS
KILLJOY ITO
THANKS TO:
SEBASTIAN CONNOR
SEBASTIAN CONNOR
GRIZZLY DUGGAN
SPECIAL THANKS TO:
NOSTALGIA
