Post by MNB on Jul 30, 2018 20:30:40 GMT -6
Before the show goes onto the air, the MacTron fades into a shot of Nostalgia in front of a camera.
Nostalgia: Hello Monday Night Brawl! I apologize I have not been able to be there in person the last few weeks. Last week, as you all know, I ventured over to Uprising 3 to represent Brawl against their FSW Champion. Unfortunately things did not go my way. Reid managed to choke the life out of me. While I am disappointed with the loss, I feel we gave the Uprising fans a great match.
Now, Technically I could have been there this week. I cannot lie. But I kept getting fed information about a certain someone, so I had to pursue it. It is a super secret mission. But I can’t keep secrets from all my Sentimentalists, so here is one take of what will soon be released on the EWC website...
Tony “Cripsy” McVino does a double take as he notices the masked man with the “Will Give Maximum Effort for Food” sign to his right. Nostalgia’s friend and driver shakes it off, then turns the corner, pulling up to park against the curb. Nostalgia, dressed in a white and red striped shirt and pant combo with hat to boot, hops out the front seat.
He then opens the door for Ashley Brizzie, donning a red jacket and pantsuit combo with the hat to match.
Ash SanDiego: The tip on the tip-line said to meet here. The message said and I quote “Tell Big Daddy Nostalgia I have a lead on where Cyrus Black was. But it will cost him.” And it was stamped with a Unicorn.
Nostalgia: I think I know wh….
Wade Wilson: IT’S HIM! It is Really HIM!
Wade Wilson, jumping up and down with excitement puts his hands to his face, well mask, Home Alone style. Then he goes for shake Nostalgia’s hand.
Wade Wilson: Nostalgia big fan. You are even more strapping in person. Love the Waldo getup. Sexy. And you...Miss Diego...MEOOOOW!
Wade Wilson pretends to lick his hand then run it through the hair that is not on the top of his masked head.
Nostalgia: Wade, glad to meet you. So you can tell us where Cyrus Black is?
Wade is distracted by thoughts too dirty to mention.
Nostalgia: WADE!
Wade comes back to Earth.
Wade Wilson: Geez Nos. You don’t have to yell. You might scare Dopinder.
Wade produces a stuffed Unicorn from somewhere you don’t want to know. Nostalgia chuckles, shaking his head before asking again.
Nostalgia: So Wade, you said you information on the Whereabouts of Cyrus Black.
Wade Wilson: I did.
Ash SanDiego: So where is he? Is he coming?
Wade takes his stare from Nostalgia’s <beep>, then looks up at Ashley.
Wade Wilson: Oh. I don’t know.
Wade is about to catch some ‘tude from Ashley.
Ash Sandiego: What the <bleep> Wade? You said you had knew where Cyrus Black was.
Wade Wilson: I do. He WAS in EMF with me in March. But then disappeared on me.
Nostalgia sarcastically flails his arms in a exacerbated fashion.
Wade Wilson: I just really wanted to meet Nostalgia. I heard so much about him. Can you sign my left cheek? If you know what I mean.
Ashley Brizzie’s Pager vibrates. She looks at the numbers… 411. 702.
Ash SanDiego: Well as great as this has been. We got a fresh lead Leo.
Nostalgia: Ah Wade. Looks like duty calls.
Wade Wilson chuckles.
Wade Wilson: Duty. 702, that’s Vegas Baby! Here is a little tip for you, there is a secret velociraptor farm there.
Ashley rolls her eyes as she heads back into the GMC Yukon. Nostalgia chuckles, pats Wade Wilson on the back before heading back to the Yukon.
Wade Wilson: I’m never washing this again. OOOH. I might make a killing selling this on Ebay.
…..Any likenesses to any person, place, or thing is strictly coincidental.
The MacTron cuts back to Nostalgia.
Nostalgia: So I guess you are all wondering if I in fact ever found Cyrus Black. Well, you will have to tune in next week to find out. In the meanwhile, enjoy this great action I am missing. Two weeks is too long to be away from Brawl. I miss being in front of all the Sentimentalists. To make up for my absence, I would humbly request that Victor Price or “Doc” Hollister consider booking me an X-Division Title defense sometime before Night of Champions. As I would not feel right walking into Night of Champions as X-Division Champion without another defense beforehand. Thank you all for your time. Enjoy the rest of Brawl Everyone!
WARNING:
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #512 in Los Angeles, California.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Kendrick Kross, Dominic Sanders, David Scott, Griffin Hawkins, Nostalgia, Morgan Darkwater, Amis Shelton, Anthony Grunge, The Fudbruthas, Bishop Church, Mike McGuire, Emma Louise, Rob Garcia, Natalie Young, Charlie Hardin, The Jester, "Fabulous" Frankie Hayes, Vannah White, Nick James, Young Sinatra, and Happy.
We then get a shot of the Champions of Brawl:
Bishop Church with the Television Championship
Nostalgia with the X-Division Championship
Dominic Sanders with the International Championship
and finally...
Luke Wolfe with the Undisputed Championship
We are back ringside, where Ace Heart stands with a new mic in hand. The crowd simmers down.
Ace: Ladies and gentlemen! At this time, I’d like you to welco--
Ace is cut off when “Ballin” by Jim Jones blasts over the arena PA system. The crowd are on their feet and sending down a flood of negative reactions from boo’s, to jeers to name calling. The music continues to play.
No one comes out. The camera pans back to Ace who is patiently waiting in the ring. The music continues to play and the fans start to quiet down and people seem more confused.
The music continues.
Then slowly walking out from behind the curtain is Jeff Noon. He walks out and stands at the entrance. A few moments pass and out walks Rob Garcia, wearing both tag titles, one on top of the other. The audience erupt in boo’s and Rob starts to nod his head looking around at the fans in attendance. Jeff and Rob slowly make their way down to the ring, as fans send their hate towards Rob, he starts to thank them nodding his head. They eventually get to the ring and The music fades out. Rob walks over to Ace and pats both titles and looks at him with a grin. Jeff then stands behind Rob with his hands folded down in front of him.
Ace: Gentlemen, it’s nice to finally have your attention.
Ace says sarcastically.
Ace: Let’s get straight down to business. What in the hell was that all about last week, when you attacked Kendrick Kross?! He hasn’t had any issue with either of you. Why did you attack him!?
Rob smiles and laughs as Ace says this. Ace stands there eager for an answer. Jeff then goes to get Rob a mic and hands it to him. Rob tilts his head, smiles.
Rob: What happened? Who is Kanbrick?
Rob asks. Ace frustrated shakes his head.
Ace: You know exactly who he is, you attacked him last week after--
Jeff: The hipster!
Jeff yells out to Rob, that can be picked up over the two mics. Rob nods his head suddenly remembering.
Rob: Oh! That guy! Okay.. You want answers, Ace? I’ll give you answers on why I beat down “The My-Wife-Left-Me Kid” Kendrick Klops! You see, maybe yo don’t remember but that idiot Nostalgia brutally murdered my Undefeated title! Which I will be seeking reparations for but I'll get into that! And then what Nose did was he got the biggest bunch of retards he could find in EWC and made them his personal cronies!
The fans send a wave of boo’s to Rob, who in return nods his head and thanks the fans. Ace is shaking his head with a look of frustration.
Rob: Thank you! Thank you all! Yes I know you’re all with me! But anyways back to my point! Nostril knew that what he had done was the worst sin every committed here in EWC and that revenge was coming his way! So he hides behind these losers and thinks I’m not brave enough to take them all on! Well that's where you’re wrong Nos! And that’s where Kenny screwed up!
Rob says now looking into the hard camera with an angry experssion. He lifts up his sunglasses, his eyes bloodshot.
Rob: So Kenny! This is not personal! But you chose to side with the most evil man in all of pro wrestling! The most sadistic, evil, manipulative asshole in this business!!!
The crowd send down a rain of boo’s! Which Rob completely ignores.
Rob: Ken, you chose to side with this man! You chose your side in this war! And for that you will suffer! You and all the Geeks and Freaks! One by one! I will take you apart! Piece by piece! Even if I have to swallow my pride and go to Prime-SW! You! All of you will fall and pay for Nostalgias mistake!
The crowd continue to send a negative reaction.
Ace: Is this a precursor to tonight? Are you going to sneak up on Kendrick again or you going to meet him face-to-face, like a man would!
Rob turns his head with a look of fury in his eye beaming through Ace’s soul.
Rob: Be a man?! Chase Fart, I am the man around here! I’m the only solo tag team heavyweight champion of the world! There has never been a star like me! And yes Chase, I’ll say this! Tonight Kendell goes one on one with that big headed bastard, Bitch-ass Church! And I’d say this! Both of these clowns have been running their mouths! But if Ken wins, I can take that title from him and destroy it before I take Nos’s title and destroy it! Melting them both down and creating the Undisputed TEX Division Championship!
The fans continue to boo and Rob looks around nodding his head at them.
Rob: Yes I agree, they’re all terrible! But back to my point, if Kenninsula can’t seem to get the job done in his match tonight with Bishop “Headquarters” Church, then maybe, just maybe someone will have to come down and help him out! Or maybe not and watch him lose and cry about it later! Either way, Chase Fart, this war is on and I’m winning this one!
Rob then tosses the mic in the air, his music hits, the fans roar in boo’s and jeers! Rob turns to Jeff, they high five and exit the ring, leaving Ace Heart shaking his head in disgust.
Aiello: That man has gone off the deep end.
Bennett: Are you kidding me? He is the best in the EWC!
Carter: I have to slightly agree with Steve. He's the best at playing mind games and making people mad around here.
Aiello: He DOES do that well.
'Seven Nation Army' by The White Stripes beings to play throughout the arena as the lights flash red and white with each bass drum hit illuminating the stage briefly. When the snare comes in the rest of the lights come in to reveal Kendrick Kross standing in the middle of the stage with a slight smile on his face. When the cymbals hit in as the words "leave it alone" are said red and white pyro’s emit from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.
Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. and it is for the EWC Television Championship! Introducing first... Standing six feet two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, from Chelsea, London of the United Kingdom, Kendrick “K2” Kross!!!
Kendrick continues his way down the ramp slapping a few hands and with each cymbal strike the red lights brighten. As he reaches the end of the ramp he smiles before taking a left turn walking up the steps and climbing into the ring. He walks to the middle of the ring looking out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
Aiello: I spoke with Kendrick before we went on the air tonight and this man right here is determined to walk out of here tonight as the New EWC Television Champion.
Bennett: He’s going to have to get past Bishop Church and I don't think he can do it! Don't get me wrong... I don't like Bishop Church much, but Kendrick is as soft as Charmin!
Carter: Let’s just say these hits might have a little more sting to them than any normal match.
’Kashmir’ by Led Zepplin starts playing throughout the arena as , the house lights shut off and green lasers begin to pulse to the rhythm of the guitar…
... as Bishop Church steps out onto the stage with the EWC Television Championship wrapped around his waist. His expression is stoic as he appears on the top of the ramp way. Each step is deliberate and in tune. His silhouette slinks down towards to the ring side area only occasionally highlighted by green light.
Stroup: Standing six feet five inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-five pounds residing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania making his way down to the ring, one half of N ... S ... F ... W, he is the EWC Television Champion, they call him Bishop Church!!!
Church slowly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. He looks towards the hard camera side and as the song escalates, he raises one fist into the air. The house lights come on as his music fades out to the approval of the crowd.
Aiello: Here comes the reigning Television Champion Bishop Church and he looks ready for a fight.
Bennett: He’s going to have to be on his A game tonight, because this Kendrick Kross is a beady eyed little bastard but he’s quick on his feet.
Carter: Are you hearing yourself? You contradict yourself left and right, Bennett!
Aiello: Needless to say, these two have the potential to blow the roof off this place tonight.
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but Church tosses Kross over his head at the count of 1.
Aiello: It’s a bit early for covers in the beginning of this matchup here tonight.
Bennett: This isn’t just any regular old single’s match either, this one is for the EWC Television Championship.
Carter: Last time I checked it only takes three seconds to declare yourself the winner, Kross is going to be gunning for those covers here tonight.
Kross makes his way back up to his feet as does Church and the two meet in the middle of the ring throwing right hands. Bishop catches the upper hand and drives his fist deep into the midsection of Kendrick for a solid left haymaker to the body. Church grabs a stunned Kross and drives him down to the mat with a hard hitting gutwrench suplex. Kross arches his back after the impact from the suplex just as Church pops back up to his feet and wraps his arms around the head of Kross for a headlock. Bishop applies the pressure as Kross yells out from the pain and flails his arms around trying to reach for the ropes.
Aiello: Bishop Church doing what he can to wear the much faster Kendrick Kross out and slow down the pace of the match.
Church drags him back to the middle of the ring and slowly takes Kross down to one knee. Kross fires a right hand to the midsection of Church to cause some separation, but Church squeezes even tighter around the head of Kross stopping his attempt. Church wears Kross down to both knees on the mat before finally taking him all the way to the ground. The ref checks the status of Kross, but he shoves the ref off as Church suddenly pops his feet into the air and begins wrenching tighter on the neck of Kross with a handstand headlock.
Aiello: Bishop Church throwing a little style on the headlock with that hand stand, it may look flashy but he is really torquing on the neck of Kendrick Kross.
Carter: He’s going to work on that neck now to soften it up later in the match for that patent Sleeper Hold of his.
Kross starts to fade away before Church drops from the handstand and pulls back on the neck of Kross. In the midst of Church falling from the handstand Kross managed to pop up to his feet while Church still managed to keep the headlock applied. Kross tries to get free and when Church went to pull back on the neck of Kross, he manages to escape the headlock by walking out of it with a handstand of his own backing up to the corner. Church looks stunned in the middle of the ring as Kross lunges forward connecting with a spinning back kick to the face of Church. Church falls back to the mat as Kross quickly hooks his legs for the cover,
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but Church manages to kick out right at the count of two.
Carter: Kross landed that nasty looking spinning back kick directly to the face of Church, but it wasn’t enough to keep the Champ down.
Bennett: It will take a hell of a lot more than that!
Aiello: Kendrick wants to be the EWC Television Champion so bad that I believe he would try just about anything to get the victory tonight.
Kross motions the count of three with the ref before grabbing Church and guiding him back up to his feet. Kross drives a stiff knee into the midsection of Church causing him to buckle over as he charges for the ropes and bounces back as Church quickly grabs him in his arms and tosses him over his head with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Church rolls over and pulls Kross from the ropes before hook a single leg for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross manages to kick out just before the count of two.
Carter: It’s going to take more than that to keep this challenger down Champ, this one is hungry.
Aiello: These two are putting on a clinic here tonight and the fans can’t get enough of it.
Church grabs Kross and pulls him back up to his feet before sending Kross across the ring with an irish whip. Kross bounces back and ducks the clothesline attempt from Church before jumping onto the middle rope and flies back at Church grabbing him by the head and dropping him onto the mat with a springboard reverse ddt. Kross makes his way back up to his feet and over to the nearest corner to gather his thoughts. He watches Church down on the mat as he sits up before rolling over and sitting up to a knee before pushing himself back up to his feet. Kross delivers to quick left jabs to the face of Church to keep him dazed before dropping him on the mat with a snap suplex. Church lands hard against the mat as Kross walks over to a corner and begins to taunt the fans.
Carter: Kross manages to find himself the only one left standing with Church down on the mat.
Aiello: Kendrick Kross is taking it to the Champ and giving it everything that he has.
Church makes it back up to his feet as Kross charges across the ring connecting with a forearm smash to the face. Kross quickly charges for the ropes and bounces back connecting with another forearm smash to the face of Church dropping him to a knee. Kross charges the ropes once again and bounces back looking for another forearm smash, but Church pops up to his feet and snatches Kross before taking him down to the mat with a spinning overhead takedown. Church hooks the legs of Kross for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross kicks out after the count of two. Church makes his way back up to his feet and stands in the corner and patiently waits as Kross staggers back to his own feet.
Aiello: Man these guys are trading control back and forth like it’s about to go out of style.
Bennett: Bishop Church wants to walk out of here STILL the EWC Television Champion. I want him to walk out of here and never come back!
Carter: Well, Kendrick Kross wants to walk out of here the NEW EWC Television Champion, they both can’t get what they want it just doesn’t work like that folks.
Kross stands tall as Church positions himself behind Kross before charging forward and taking Kross down to the mat with a stiff Lariat to the back of the head. Kross grabs ahold of his head out of the pain, but he quickly manages to find his way back on his feet as he is met with another Lariat from Church sending him back down to the mat. Church falls back into a corner and regains his composure as Kross catches his breath down on the mat. Kross starts to stir on the mat and slowly makes his way back up to his feet as Church explodes out of the corner. Kross turns to face Church and out of instinct instantly ducks a Big Boot attempt as Church stumbles against the ropes chest first. Church grabs the top rope by both fist and shakes them before turning right into a Pele Kick from Kross.
Aiello: PELE KICK!, PELE KICK! Kross just connected with the Pele Kick in the middle of the ring.
Bennett: Lights out, son!
Carter: This one is a real nail biter, it has me on the edge of my seat folks.
Kross quickly grabs both legs of Church for the cover,
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but Bishop manages to kick out after the count of two. Kendrick quickly mounts the chest of Church and connects with multiple rights and lefts directly to the face leaving him stunned in the middle of the ring. Kross makes his way over to the ropes and steps through making his way onto the apron. Kross entices the fans to clap along as he grabs the top rope with both hands before jumping up and flying forward connecting with a springboard 450 Splash in the middle of the ring. Kross is positioned for the cover as the ref gets down to make the count,
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but Church manages to kick out before the count of three.
Carter: Bishop Church is showing everybody why he is the EWC Television Champion, not only did he kick out of the Pele Kick, but he just kicked out of that wicked Springboard 450 Splash.
Aiello: Kendrick Kross is pulling out all the stops and Church just won’t stay down for that three count.
Both men slowly make their way back up to their feet before meeting in the middle of the ring. Kross connects with a stiff right hand followed by Church landing one of his own. Kross fires back with two quick left jabs and Church answers with two jabs of his own. Kross lands a stiff back kick to the midsection of Church and charges for the ropes. Kross bounces off the ropes as Church charges forward and drives him into the corner with a shoulder thrust. Church continues to drives his shoulder into the midsection of Kross driving his body against the corner over and over again.
Aiello: Bishop Church is literally driving all the air out of the lungs of Kendrick Kross.
Carter: These two are still going at it strong, but Church has control of this match at the moment.
Church makes his way across the ring as Kross falls against the mat and rolls over to his back. Church stands directly across the ring in the opposing corner before charging forward and jumping over the body of Kross landing on the second rope before pushing himself off and connecting with a second rope body splash. Kross grabs his midsection after the impact as Church rolls him up for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross manages to kick out before the count of three.
Carter: We hardly ever see Bishop Church take to the ropes, but that springboard body splash looked beautiful.
Bennett: I’m surprised he didn't hurt himself with that "high risk" maneuver.
Aiello: I’m telling you Kendrick Kross is not leaving without the EWC Television Championship.
Church pulls himself back up to his feet and stands in the corner and motions for Kross to stand back up to his feet. Kross manages to pull himself back up to a knee and than grabs the top rope pulling himself back up to his feet. Church pulls down his left knee pad before charging forward and connecting with the Running Knee Strike directly to the temple of Kross.
Kross drops to the mat in a heap as Church looks on out into the crowd. Church snaps out of it before grabbing Kross and locking in a Sleeper Hold. Kross immediately returns back to life trying to fight out of the sleeper hold. The more Kross fights the deeper Church is able to sink the hold in. The more Kross fights the faster he begins to slip away. Church keeps applying the pressure as Kross’s arm and body fall limp. The ref grabs an arm of Kross and holds it into the air. The ref releases Kross’s arm as it falls back to the mat. The ref raises his arm into the air for a second time and releases as it falls to the mat for a second time. The ref raises Kross’s arm into the air for the third time and releases as it falls back to the mat, but Kendrick manages to stop it before it hits the mat breaking the count.
Carter: I thought for sure Bishop Church was about to pick up the victory but Kross just won’t give up here tonight.
Bennett: He's too stupid to know when to quit!
Aiello: I still can’t believe Kross managed to escape The Sleeper Hold from Church.
Kendrick starts to fight back driving his elbows into the midsection of Church causing him to loosen his hold. Kross manages to work his way back up to a knee and continues with the shots to the ribs of Church making his way back up to his feet. Kross slips out of the sleeper hold before quickly grabbing Church and taking him down to the mat with the Rack of Ribs. Church staggers back up to his feet and turns around right into a stiff Pele Kick from Kross taking him back down to the mat landing on his back. Kross makes his way back up to a knee as Church starts to stir.
Carter: Kendrick Kross is gaining momentum here folks after the Rack of Ribs and that Pele Kick.
Bennett: Kross ain't gonna do a damn thing from here on out.
Aiello: If he manages to let this opportunity slip through his fingers there’s no telling when he’ll get another shot at the EWC Television Championship.
Church rolls over to his stomach and pushes himself off the mat with his arms as Kross charges for the ropes and bounces back driving Church face first into the mat with The Tramp Stamp. Kross falls back against the ropes as Church bounces off the mat and rolls over onto his back. Kross looks as Church down on the mat and than at the top rope before looking back down at Church. Kross makes his way through the ropes and onto the apron before quickly climbing to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. Kross looks down at Church before leaping through the air and driving his feet into his chest with the Post Mortem. Kross hooks the legs of Church for the cover as the ref makes the count.
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A stagehand grabs the title and walks it over to the ring before handing it over to the ref. The ref grabs the title and presents it to Kendrick Kross as he grabs the title and raises it over his head. The ref grabs his other wrist and raises it into the air declaring the winner.
Aiello: These two went to war and we have ourselves a brand new EWC Television Champion!
Bennett: I can't believe that soft son-of-a-bitch did it!
Carter: That was a clear victory after a hard fought battle, spread the news folks, there’s a new Champion in town.
Kross continues celebrating in the ring as we move to a commercial.
SINGLES MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Aiello: Just before the break, we saw Kendrick Kross end Bishop Church's reign as the Television Champion... and the action doesn't end there, folks. There's so much more ahead of us tonight. Right now we will determine the for Kendrick Kross on next week’s BRAWL. Vannah White, plucky upstart, takes on the red hot Amis Shelton for a shot at the Television title!
Bennett: I subscribed to Vannah’s new YouTube channel the other day.
Carter: Isn’t it swell?
Bennett: I told her to eat shit.
Aiello: Real professional, Steve. Anyway, these two have a major chance and you don’t want to jinx it but Night of Champions is just around the corner!
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall and will determine the number one contender for the EWC Television Championship…
YOUNG RENEGADE!
The crowd erupt into a chorus of loud cheers as Hollywood Undead's 'Renegade' begins to play on the speakers.
Stroup: First, He is from Springfield, Illinois and weighs in tonight at 200lbs.. 'The Renegade'.... AMIS.... SHEEEEELLLLTTOOOOOON!
Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain with his arms outstretched as he embraces the reception from the crowd. Amis scouts the entire arena with a smile. Nodding his head, he proceeds down the ramp
Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more cheers from the fans. Amis looks out to the crowd once more before climbing off the turnbuckle and warming up on the spot.
The arena falls to complete darkness as ''Shooting Stars'' by Bag Raiders begins to play. Flashing blue and pink strobe lights cut through darkened arena as the camera pans to several fans who are cheering wildly. From the tunnel, Vannah White steps out with her I-Phone in hand.
Stroup: And his opponent: from Los Angeles, California, Vannah White!!
At the top of the stage she raises her cellphone and records the crowd whom are cheering her on. Smiling a mile wide she paces down the ring ramp with the camera pointed at her, as she talks to her fans while live streaming. Upon reaching ring side she heads to a nearby section of the barricade, holds the camera high up in the air and poses with a few lucky fans with front row tickets and shouts out...
Vannah: 'This is for you guys!'
After saying her goodbyes to the fans live and the one's watching her live stream at home she slips under the bottom rope and quickly skips up to her feet. Before she hands the referee her cellphone she strikes one last pose and takes a selfie. After handing the phone over she takes refuge in the corner of the turnbuckle and nervously waits for the ring of the bell.
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Shelton kicks out before two.
Aiello: Vannah with surprising quickness there.
Carter: I agree. Amis Shelton is regarded as one of the greatest wrestling technicians in the world with exceptional ring awareness. She caught him by surprise there.
Shelton gets up to his feet and grabs Vannah and drives her into the mat with a lifting single undertook DDT! He rolls her over for a cover.
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Kickout by Vannah.
Shelton stays on the offensive. Not even getting to his feet, he grabs her arm and puts her into a Fujiwara armbar. Vannah lets out a yelp as the referee checks for a submission. She shakes her head “no” as Shelton clamps down.
Aiello: Vannah is in trouble here.
Carter: There’s some of that technical ability we spoke about.
Bennett: I’m bored!
Continuing to refuse to give up, Vannah causes Shelton to change course. Shelton gets up to his feet, still clutching onto Vannah's wrist. He pulls her up to her knees and stomps her rib cage. He delivers a second stomp, Vannah cringing in pain. He releases her arm and delivers a sharp kick to her rib cage, rolling her over onto her back he drops into a cover.
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Vannah kicks out.
Aiello: Amis is doing exactly what he promised. He is putting Vannah through a wrestling clinic right here.
Carter: Vannah knows that but look at the fortitude she is exhibiting by taking everything Amis Shelton is dishing out and still staying in the game. That’s what endears her to her fans.
Bennett: Her fans are stupid little girls. Who cares what they think?
Carter: According to our merchandise numbers, quite a lot.
Amis yanks her up to her feet by her arm and begins to slowly wrench down on that arm. It’s like a bullseye to him at this point and he’s not letting go. He drives the point of his elbow into her own elbow. It drives her down to a knee and she facial expressions shown a possible unbearable amount of pain. But even then, she pumps her other hand into the air, balling up into a fist, to absorb any energy her fans will give her. Amis bends her arm backwards and she goes backwards. The crowd reaches a fever point as she suddenly kips up and sweeps Amis off his feet with her good arm. She manages to flip over into a jackknife pin but can only grab one leg!
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But the surprise was good for a two count!
Both competitors are on their feet now. Amis goes for a clothesline but Vannah ducks under! She bounces off the ropes and Amis looks to back body drop her high into the air. Vannah has it scouted and she leaps over Amis bent over frame and pulls him down executing a beautiful sunset flip! Amis shoulders are down!
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Amis rolls away and almost out of frustration, he superkicks a seated Vannah in the face! The crowd gasps at the impact of his kick!
He covers!
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Vannah is still in this fight!
Aiello: Amis Shelton put some extra mustard on that superkick! Vannah White nearly caught him and he is starting to show that aggression that made him a undisputed title contender!
Bennett: Good. Maybe SOMEBODY starts beating the piss out of someone here!
Carter: Vannah and Amis are pulling out all of the stops for this shot at the television championship! A lot of the line and this is starting to get serious!
Amis drags her up to her feet and just shoves her into the turnbuckle corner. Shelton begins to lay into Vannah with a couple of forearm smashes. He front facelocks her and lifts her up with ease. He steps onto the first ropes but Vannah kicks at him. He drops back on the mat and Vannah locks on her face lock. She comes off the turnbuckle, Amis going along for the ride! Spinning around, she goes for that Tornado DDT that wowed the crowd versus David Scott!
Amis has it scouted and stops her momentum in mid air. But much to everyone’s shock, Vannah grapevines her legs around Amis body and has a guillotine choke on the Renegade!
Aiello: Holy moly! Vannah pulls out a trick and it’s a doozy! She’s gonna choke the former FSW champion out!
Bennett: She can choke herself out while she’s at it!
Carter: Every week, Vannah impresses, win or lose! She may have not hit that tornado DDT but look at Amis. His face is turning red!!
With all her might, Vannah torques down on the guillotine. Her legs are locked together. With a resounding thud, Amis knee hits the mat. His arms reach for the ropes but they are nowhere close. Vannah wrenches and wrenches on the guillotine letting out a nearly primal yell. Like the prey of a boa constrictor, the light in Amis’ eyes begins to fade. The crowd begins to try to will Amis on but its split. They also pull for Vannah! There is conflict in the masses and they duel with their chants!
Let’s go Amis!
Let’s go Vannah!
Let’s go Amis!
Let’s go Vannah!
Both fighters try to feed off that energy. In a last gasp, Shelton lunges forward into the turnbuckle and Vannah’s lower back smashes into a pad that barely conceals that metal bolt! The hold is relinquished and the referee sees that both competitors lay on the mat sucking air. He begins to count them out.
Aiello: The fans have been treated to a clinic, yes. But they’ve also seen the lengths that Vannah will do to stay in this bout! Amis, too! And now both competitors are seconds away from being counted out.
Bennett: Good. Then no one wins.
Carter: What a ridiculous statement. No one in this arena wants that!
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Amis is on the apron right now, holding his neck gingerly. Vannah is on her hands and knees. She crawls to the middle of the ring but is having trouble getting up. Her arm is in immense pain and there is mostly a sharp pain in her low back now.
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Amis is to one knee. He sees Vannah just starting to come to. Maybe there is an opportunity.
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The referee waives off the ten count as he sees Vannah stumble to her feet. And just out of the corner, Amis as well. What referee Paul Turner didn’t expect is Amis to springboard off the top rope and with a laser point precision, missile dropkick Vannah White!
Vannah hits the mat and Amis signals for the end! The Dream Eater. It’s wiped out Morgan Darkwarter and AJ Johnson and here he goes again with it! Here comes the roundhouse kick!!
Vannah ducks! Amis is all turned around!!!
She rolls the Renegade up!
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Amis before that last fatal second, latches onto her arm and drags her down to the mat with the Clutch of Amis!
Vannah reaches out for the ropes but she is in the middle of the ring! No escape! Vannah taps on the match and submits!
Stroup: The winner of this match via submission and new number one contender for the Television Championship, Amiiiiis Sheeeeeltoooon!!
Amis releases the hold as soon as the bell rings and gets to his feet. His hand gets raised in victory. Vannah looks seemingly dejected that someone countered her counter in this very close encounter.
Aiello: Amis Shelton gets the nod for the Television Title shot!
Bennett: Good! Now we can watch him beat that toilet-paper quality Kendrick Kross next week!
Carter: When we return... Mike McGuire of NSFW makes her singles debut against Nick James!
SINGLES MATCH
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! We have seen Kendrick Kross and Amis Shelton win tonight, setting up what will be an epic clash next week in Oklahoma City!
Carter: It has not been a good night for NSFW, so far.
Aiello: But now, let’s see how NSFW’s other half fares in her singles debut here on Monday Night BRAWL. Mike McGuire has racked up the W's against tag teams galore but has never been in a solo contest here. Nick James is her opposition and well, he’s one tough brawler. While he came up short against Kendrick Kross last week, he has also defeated Grizzly Duggan which is no easy feat.
Bennett: I have been asked by EWC management to be more professional. Mike McGuire is an employee here and I promise I will pay attention and do my job.
Carter: You alright, buddy?
Bennett: I will call this match with my utmost ability.
Carter: "You SOB's?"
Stroup: Introducing first….hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing 250 pounds…. NICK JAMES!
The beginning of "Get Up" by Skrillex ft Korn begins to play as electricity animates through the light boards around the arena. As it returns to the main screen, JAMES appears on the screen as the drop in the song hits.
"I, am clearly broken and no one knows what to do"
James appears from behind the curtains as the lyrics begin. He has a hoodie covering his face. He stops at the top of the ramp.
"Times are looking grim these days..Holding on to everything, It's hard to draw the line"
He turns around as the drop hits and red lights start to flash throughout the arena
"SHUT THE FUCK UP GET UPPP"
The wobble from Skrillex hits and he turns around, removing the hoodie and walking down to the ring.
James ignores the crowd as he slides into the ring.
The house lights go dark. The Tron shows a close up of Mike's eyes, her fingers streaking lines of black under them as Patrick Stump's voice cries out 'Put on your War Paint!' This image fades out as 'The Phoenix' continues, and is replaced with a pulsing 'Mike McGuire' as orange lasers pulse through the entryway in a counterpoint to her partner's green ones. Mike appears silhouetted in them, raising a fist.
Stroup: And his opponent, from the Bronx, New York, representing NSFW, this is Mike McGuire!
Pyros hit as the song continues and the house lights raise. Mike takes off down the ramp in a burst of energy, tapping fists with the NSFW fans, and baseball slides into the ring.
Before the bell can ring, Mike dips to the outside and retrieves a cooler with a red bow tied around it. She walks over to Bennett at the announcer’s table and plops it down in front of him. It has a tag on it that reads: To Bennett, I’m Sorry.
Bennett: For me?
Aiello: See, let bygones be bygones, that’s what I say.
Carter: Certainly. Look at James in that ring! He’s pacing like a bull!
Mike rolls into the ring while Bennett eyes his present with wide eyed intent.
The two fighters go at each other in earnest, trading lefts and rights, each more intense than the last. There is absolutely no finesse or style involved, just a pair of brawlers punching each other, neither giving an inch. This seems to suit Mike just fine, as she’s beaming like a kid on Christmas between blows. However, her size disadvantage begins to come into play as Nick’s power begins to overwhelm and knock his opponent backwards, both of them eventually tumbling out of the ring.
If one thought that would stop them, however, they would be sorely mistaken- even in a heap on the floor mats, the brawling combatants continue to slug, kick, and knee each other in the gut.
Aiello: This isn’t a wrestling match, it’s a damn bar fight!
Bennett: Fine by me. Maybe that McGuire broad isn’t so bad after all.
Carter: ...is that cooler full of Coors Light?
Bennett: Damn right it is! Shit’s fucking warm, but I ain’t gonna bitch about that. Free beer is free beer, son. And nuh-uh, before you ask, you can’t have any.
The referee starts his ten-count.
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Mike and Nick continue to brawl, the trading of blows only ending when Nick James drives his knee, likely as hard as he can, into Mike’s midsection, lifting her up and eyeing the steel ring steps with wicked intent. He goes to throw her face first into them…
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But no! McGuire manages to get her foot out, catching herself and then using her momentum to seize James by the shirt, grip onto his hair, and begin smashing HIS face into the steel repeatedly! She doesn’t stop until her opponent’s nose is trickling blood. Taking advantage of James’ dazed state, Mike scrambles onto the ring apron, getting a running start and leaping into a senton!
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Unfortunately, though, Nick manages to come to his senses just in time to grab McGuire out of the air, grinning devilishly before slamming her back first into the ring apron!
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Aiello: James rolls McGuire into the ring to break up the ten count.
Carter: That was uncalled for!
Bennett: Oh, grow a pair, son, that’s what happens in a damn fight. I’m just gonna keep drinking my damn beer and enjoying it.
Nick covers Mike for the pin.
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No! Mike kicks out with authority, rolling away and giving Nick James the finger! She pays for her disrespect, though, as Nick grabs her by the offending hand and yanks her into a brutal short-arm clothesline, slamming her to the mat. But he doesn’t release her hand: instead, he yanks her up only to clothesline her again, and then repeats it once more before pinning her one more time.
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But Mike STILL kicks out!
Bennett: Now, that’s the kind of defiance I like to see in a damn fighter!
Carter: Just last week you were calling her a soulless ginger! Among other things.
Bennett: That’s before she bought me all this free beer. Now shut your mo-- AUUUGH!
Bennett flails as the beer he just opened reveals itself to be vigorously shaken beforehand, spraying its lukewarm contents all over him. Aiello shakes his head while Carter can barely stifle a laugh.
Bennett: GODDAMN REDHEADED SON OF A BITCH! SHE DID THAT ON FUCKING PURPOSE!
Nick audibly swears and yanks Mike up by the arm again, Irish whipping her none too gently into the ropes, following up with a nasty clothesline only to whip her back to the other side. With a speed belying his size, James charges like a freight train, but runs right into Mike’s boot!
Taking advantage, perhaps in a state of desperation, Mike jumps up onto the second rope, launching herself into a crossbody, but her attempt is ill advised- again, Nick catches her, popping her into a brutal front powerslam that shakes the whole ring!
Aiello: Nick James showing absolute dominance here. McGuire is fighting valiantly but she keeps running into trouble.
Carter: If she doesn’t think of some way to capitalize soon, James is going to get her to a point where even she can’t kick out.
Bennett is sitting soggy and sulky, arms folded. Coors Light is still dripping from his nose.
Bennett: ...good.
James doesn’t waste any time. He clambers up to the top turnbuckle to a chorus of boos from the crowd, flies into a Frog Splash…
And smacks belly first into the canvas as Mike rolls out of the way! The Mad Legend is left gasping for air as the wind is forcefully knocked out of him, and he rolls a bit in pain, holding his sides. Mike stirs, crawling for the ropes, the crowd getting behind her with a thunderous chant!
NS!
FW!
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FW!
Fueled on by this, Mike uses the ropes to yank herself to her feet, but Nick is stirring as well! The New Yorker turns and they lurch towards each other, once again beginning to throw an unrelenting volley of punches at each other. For a moment, it seems that we’ve gone right back to where we started, but then, Mike grins wryly.
Mike: Lights out, motherfucker!
Without giving him another second, Mike grabs ahold of the collar of Nick’s t-shirt, yanking it over the Canadian’s head, giving him a couple socks in the face before twisting into a brutal Rubbernecker!
Carter: Beautiful! I haven’t seen a neckbreaker that since Hon--
Bennett: Shut up. Nobody cares.
Mike floats over, hooking James’ leg and holding on for all she’s worth.
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Nick screeches in pain as McGuire grips hard on his nerve cluster, squirming and trying to slip out, but her grasp is in tight. Finally he flails back, dragging his nails hard into Mike’s face. She jumps back, clutching at her raked eyes, giving James an opportunity to straighten his shirt and get to his feet, slamming his knee into the smaller brawler’s gut before swinging her into the ropes.
At least, he tries to. Mike manages to dig deep and reverse the whip, sending James bouncing off the ropes. As he comes flying at her, Mike grits her teeth and grabs him, hitting a fairly sloppy but still effective belly to belly suplex!
Aiello: Can you believe that?
Carter: Amazing! It wasn’t pretty, but the fact that McGuire was able to overcome a distinct size and weight advantage to pull off a move like that is something even YOU have to admit is impressive, Bennett!
Bennett: I don’t got to admit shit.
James rolls away from the impact. Mike eyes him the way a hungry badger eyes a wounded cobra, a vicious grin on her face. She taps the ‘KF6’ sharpied onto her taped right hand, and the crowd gets to their feet, anticipating what’s coming.
James slowly pulls himself up. His stance is wobbly and he seems out of it. McGuire kisses her knuckles and hauls back…
...but it’s a feint! Nick grabs Mike’s right and whips her into the ropes, catching her on the rebound and launching her into a devastating Pop-Up Powerbomb!
POW! Mike's fist crashes with astounding force right between Nick James’ eyes as she is on top of his shoulders. James collapses with her on top. The referee counts the pinfall!
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Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, MIKE MCGUIRE!
The crowd is on their feet, cheering their heads off and chanting NS! FW! as Josh Daniels raises Mike’s hand up in victory. Mike grins to them, pointing at a couple fans wearing NSFW t-shirts as well as giving a coy wave to a still sulking and grumpy Bennett.
Aiello: What a singles debut for Mike McGuire! NSFW's night isn't a complete loss! What do you think, Steve?... Steve?
Carter: I think he took off for awhile. We will be right back after this commercial while we look for Steve!
The camera cuts backstage to the locker room of the Southern Belle. Dimly, the fans in attendance can be heard cheering for Natalie Young as she finishes lacing up one of her boots. It's as she's transitioning to the other that she looks up and notices the camera; while she does nod to it in greeting, the focused and almost grim expression doesn't leave her face. An inhale and she begins to speak, tone direct in its displeasure.
Young: You know, I should know better than to be bothered at being called a coward by a charlatan of a champion whose belly is yellower than the sun... but if I'm being honest? It still got under my craw. I mean, how many times has Luke Wolfe stood in the middle of the ring and insulted people when they weren't in attendance--but yet the moment anyone else does it, it's only due to lacking courage?
The blond comes dangerously close to scoffing for a moment there before instead letting out a belabored sigh.
Young: Hypocrisy, thy name is Luke.
A shake of her head.
Young: I'm not remotely surprised at you once again throwing stones for things you've done yourself, though. I mean, even when faced with thousands of people calling you on your bullcrap, you still like to act like you're blameless no matter the mountains of evidence that shows otherwise. But we're supposed to ignore that, right? Smile and nod and enable you because that's all you view the world around you as being--an echo chamber to validate you and protect you from being held accountable for your actions.
The Southern Belle smiles faintly, but it is utterly bereft of humor.
Young: I'd say it's a shame that your denial can't protect you, but I think you've been given ample opportunity to actually change rather than to talk the talk about a walk you're not strong enough to walk. You can deny reality all you want and try to lie about your actions like the coward you are, Luke--but the world sees through you. I see through you... and since you've proven to be unworthy of the Undisputed Championship?
Using the belt's proper name... ah, that must be music to the ears of the vast majority of the EWC. What the blond says next only adds to the melody, especially to the BRAWL fans in attendance.
Young: I'm going to relieve it of your presence once and for all, giving it the respect it deserves... and that you never have.
And with that, the Southern Belle returns to her match preparations--the camera cutting away.
X-DIVISION RULES FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Aiello: That match tonight is sure to be a match of the year candidate! Speaking of great matches, how about what we just saw? Mike McGuire and Nick James just pushed each other to their limits in that last match, and I have a feeling the same will occur in this next match.
Bennett: Thank God we don't have to put with anymore of that nonsense from that loser Mike McGuire.
Carter: This will be an X-Division Rules match, so I expect this to be a hard hitting affair.
Pyros hit, lights flash red and black and "Ain't no Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play as fans begin to cheer and jeer and Happy drives out from the back on his custom Harley. He stops atop the stage and looks out to the crowd both left and right and revs his engine before his ride towards the ring. He's wearing blacked out custom Oakley's, his 'Crimson Demons' leather cut, no shirt underneath and black Jean's with white shoes.
Stroup: Making his way to the ring. Fighting out of Oakham Massachusetts, standing 6'2" and weighing 245, HAPPY!
He steps off of his Harley putting his glasses down on it and then taking his Cut and laying it onto the seat of the bike before sliding into the ring. Once inside Happy wears a menacing smile as he rolls his fists waiting for the match to begin.
Aiello: Happy with a big debut win over Emma Louise last week, looking to keep the momentum going.
Bennett: I hope he ran over Mike McGuire backstage on his way to the ring.
Carter: Happy seems right at home in the X-Division.
Stroup: Introducing; hailing from London, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 217 pounds... Young, SINATRA.
As the calming classical compositional aspects of Fleshgod Apocalypses "The Violation" crescendos upwards, a burst of fast, heavily distorted guitars and blast beaten drums pour from the arenas PA system and casecades out unto the audience. Smoke has already filled the top of the entrance ramp during the more calming opening moment of the theme music. As the song errupts, a kneeling Young Sinatra can be seen jetting upwardly, both arms extended outwardly, as if to soak in the raining boos that the crowd happily lets out. Slowly, but surely, Sinatra performs a little spin atop the ramp, as if the crowd were cheering rather than jeering. A concieted and angering smirk wisps intself onto his face as he casually walks down the ramp, both arms still extended. As he reaches the ring, Sinatra notices a younger member of the audience with their hand out, looking for a high five. He walks over to them and goes to give the fan a high five, but quickly retracts his arm, running his hand through his wetted hair instead, and flicking the beads of liquid out onto the crowd, much to the dismay of the child. He turns to face the camera, giving a little wink and gun-motion with his right hand. Turning his attention to the ring itself, he does a brisk run, sliding onto the ring apron while clutching the middle rope. He hoists himself up, as he latches one arm onto the top rope while facing the ring. He proceeds to whip himself around, latching his other arm on as well, leaning backwards as he faces the crowd, much akin to classic Chris Jericho. The smug and arrogant smirk remains on his face as he looks out and among the crowd. He finally, much to the relief of the crowd, enters the ring through the middle rope, but not without being unneededly cautious. "The Violation" begins to fade out.
Aiello: Young Sinatra is another X-Division member that does not use weapons.
Carter: It did not pan out for David Miller Scott when he took that approach for the X-Division Title, maybe Young Sinatra will have better luck.
Bennett: And maybe people who sign up for the X-Division should use weapons? But what do I know? I just work here sometimes.
Stroup: And their opponent...weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Hollywood, CA …. ANTHONY GRUNGE!
"In the City: by The Eagles plays on the PA. system. Anthony Grunge walks down to the ring with his Singapore cane, smiling and waving to the crowd. He's wearing a white t-shirt that says "No Frills" and white short tights.
Aiello: Grunge means business today, he came ready with his father’s Singapore Cane.
Carter: One of the longest tenured EWC competitors on the roster, he will be looking to show Happy and Young Sinatra why he has been here for years.
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Carter: Grunge is putting that Cane to work in the early going here.
Grunge starts choking Happy with the Singapore Cane. He releases his grip, kicking Happy out of the ring. He turns his attention to Sinatra, but Sinatra beats him to the punch with a Running Sitdown Single Knee Facebuster. Sinatra goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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Happy slides into the ring, where he is met with a Superkick by Grunge. Grunge goes for the pin...the ref counts…
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Aiello: Some fast paced action here. Each one if getting their shots, but no one can seemingly get the advantage in their favor.
Sinatra quickly grabs Grunge head from behind, dragging him to his feet, then lifting and driving him to the mat with an Inverted 1916. He senses Happy coming up behind him, so he sprints to the ropes, hops on then off with a Springboard Back Elbow, but Happy ducks under. Happy goes for a hard right, but Sinatra hits him with Front Dropkick first, sending Happy into the corner. As Happy staggers out, Young Sinatra grabs the head of Happy, then putting on a show for the fans as he drives Happy down with Sliced Bread #2. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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...broken up by Grunge
Grunge drops an Elbow on the back of Young Sinatra. As Sinatra gets to his feet, and turns, Grunge connects with a High Knee. Young Sinatra falls into the corner. Grunge charges, leaps, and gets a positive reaction from the fans with a Bronco Buster. He turns to see Happy charging, preventing Happy’s attack with a Hurricanrana sending Happy leaning between the second and third ropes. Grunge sprints to the opposite ropes, bounces off, heading back to Happy, he leaps, grabbing the ropes, slingshotting around, connecting with the 619. As Grunge stands on the apron, looking down on Happy, he sees movement from the corner of his eye. He looks up to see Young Sinatra coming down with a Springboard Leg Lariat down onto the outside.
Aiello: What an Impact! Young Sinatra might have just turned the tide to his side.
Carter: Even without the use of weapons, he is still very dangerous.
Young Sinatra slides into the ring, quickly grabbing Happy, setting him up for No Stars over Bethlehem, but Happy counters with a few hard shots, creating some space. Happy quickly leaps, taking Young Sinatra down with a RKO. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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...kickout by Young Sinatra.
Happy quickly hops to his feet, he sprints to the ropes, hops on then off, and crashes down onto Sinatra with a Springboard Moonsault. He heads to the corner, hops onto the top turnbuckle, sets himself, leaps, and connects with Eat This. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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Aiello: Grunge saves that match. Happy almost had him there.
Bennett: I almost joined their MC, but I came to work here instead.
Carter: Can you go an hour without bullshitting?
Happy grabs the back of his head, rolling off off Sinatra. Grunge slams the chair down onto the midsection of Sinatra, giving Happy the window to punish Grunge with No Control. Instead of going for a pin, Happy grabs the chair. He slams the chair down on the right knee of Grunge, b, brings it back up behind his head, and slamming it down on the knee again, then again, and again. Happy spins, and drives the chair into the head of the incoming Sinatra.
As Happy smiles at the hurting Sinatra, Grunge grabs his head from behind, and brings him to the mat with a Neckbreaker. Grunge makes his way the corner, then to the top turnbuckle. Grunge gets set, leaps, going for a 5 Star Frog Splash, but Happy gets the chair up with his knees, and Grunge suffers more damage as he crashes down. Happy then locks in Happy Place. Grunge is trying to fight the pain, he tries inching his way to the ropes, but his concentration is broken by the pain induced by the submission move. Finally Grunge has no choice but to tap out or risk injury.
Aiello: Happy with another big win here to start his EWC career.
Bennett: Happy gets the Happy Ending.
Carter: My loathing toward you knows no bounds. And Happy seems to have no limit for pain, as he seems to enjoy receiving it as much as giving it, which makes his a big threat in this X-Division.
Aiello: That was a brutal battle, and I have a feeling that trend will continue as Dominic Sanders defends the International Title against Griffin Hawkins again. This time in a Last Man Standing Match.
Bennett: With Victor Price as special guest referee... so you know Griffin Hawkins is going to lose.
Carter: How do they correlate?
Before Bennett could answer, we fade to commercial.
EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: VICTOR PRICE
Aiello: The nonstop action continues with the International Title Match next.
Bennett: Victor Price in the guest referee so I hope they charged extra for tickets.
Carter: With or without Price, these two have been putting on amazing matches over the last month. I am sure this will be no different.
Stroup: Entering the ring right now, from Windsor Ontario Canada....put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!
The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made in Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.
He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.
After he gets in the ring, he waits for his opponent
Aiello: Griffin Hawkins gets another shot at the title he covets. He is not letting the previous losses deter him. He is as talented as they come in that ring, and he knows he has the skills to take that title for Dominic Sanders.
Bennett: A legend in his own mind. Too bad this is the real world, not some music video, so his legendary status has dropped to warm up act.
Carter: Griffin Hawkins has a legendary Television Title reign, he is hoping tonight marks the start of an epic International Title reign.
The lights dim in the arena as the instrumental version of "Phenomenal" by Eminem cues and begins to play throughout the stadium. Once the beginning first few seconds of the song clear and the first chord hits at the eight second mark, "SANDERS" appears on the video board on cue.
Stroup: From Aledo, Texas. Weighing in at 285 pounds. He is the Extreme Wrestling Corporation International Champion... Dominic Sanders!
The crowd reacts with both cheers and boos as Dominic Sanders steps out from the back, the International Championship fastened tightly around his waist. Gil Griffin follows behind him grinning like an idiot. Sanders looks out over the mixed crowd and shakes his head. The two men walk to the ring and Dominic slides under the bottom rope. Gil remains on the outside of the ring, making jokes and laughing with some of the fans who have come to adore him. Sanders walks over to the corner and steps up onto the second turnbuckle. He unfastens the championship belt and raises it high in the air, inciting another mixed reaction. He descends the turnbuckle and hands the belt over the top rope to the timekeeper. Sanders then walks around the ring, getting prepared for his match as his music fades out.
Aiello: Dominic Sanders has had Griffin Hawkin's number thus far, and he will look to continue that trend.
Bennett: I would bet your house on it Joe.
Carter: Dominic Sanders wants to be the franchise of EWC, if he keeps his winning ways through Night of Champions, he might officially become the franchise.
Aiello: WOW! Look at the intensity these two have to start this match.
Bennett: Hopefully Sanders ends this Rock opera for good.
Carter: That doesn’t even make sense.
Sanders makes his way to the ring, instead of rolling in, he reaches under the ring, dragging out a table, which he slides into the ring. He reaches down again, this time procuring a Stop Sign. He gives a devilish smirk as he turns to make his way to Griffin. But Griffin comes out of nowhere by leaping off the steps, driving Sanders hard on the outside floor with a Slingblade. Price starts his count…
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Aiello: These two are really taking it to each other. This match could still go either way.
Bennett: Yeah. Sanders could win and go up the ramp or win and go through the crowd, either way.
Carter: These two superstars are once again putting on a Showstopper match. You can cut the electricity with a knife.
Sanders, finished with the table, is ready for him. They do a little trash talking nose to nose until Sanders comes with a Haymaker. Griffin ducks it, kicks Sanders in the gut, then takes him down with Number One Stunner. Price begins counting again…
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Aiello: Griffin may come to regret that aerial assault attempt.
Bennett: Like he should regret that hair style.
Carter: The stakes are high, I don't blame Griffin Hawkins for wanting to make sure he has done enough to keep Sanders down for the 10 count.
Meanwhile SanderS tossed a chair and the Stop Sign into the ring, followed by another table. He slides the table into the ring as Griffin gets to his feet. Sanders slides into the ring, charges at Griffin, but Griffin turns in time to duck a Big Boot. Sanders turns right Griffin stepping into him ,wrapping him up then sending him hard to the corner with a Master Exploder Suplex. Griffin then goes to set up the table as Price counts….
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Griffin brings Sanders to his feet, connecting with a few hard rights, then a kick to the gut. Griffin sets him up in Reverse DDT position, lifts, then drives Sanders to the mat with Sunday Bloody Sunday. Price starts to count as Griffin takes a second to catch his breath.
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Aiello: That may backfire on Sanders there. He might have got the 10 count if he let Griffin be.
Bennett: He is doing everyone a favor. He will beat Griffin so bad that Griffin will never bother for a title again.
Carter: Do you prepare all these ridiculous statements and assumptions before you get to the booth or do these terrible ideas just come to you?
Bennett: Does you Mom know you’re gay Carter?
Sanders whips Griffin into the corner, then comes in with a debilitating Big Boot. Hawkins is out on his feet. Sanders grab Hawkin’s head as he makes his way to the top turnbuckle. Sanders proceeds to drive Griffin headfirst into the mat with the Texas Tornado. Price begins his count again….
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Aiello: Shot in the Dark. This could be it!
Bennett: NO! NO! NOT ALLOWED!
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Griffin quickly makes his move as he grabs Sanders, going to set him up for South of Heaven, but Sanders manages to counter with a Modified Back Body Drop, but Griffin lands on his feet. Griffin goes for another Shot in the Dark, but Sanders stops, drops, and rolls, grabbing the chair as he does. As he pops to his feet, he slams the chair into the head of the incoming Hawkins. Sanders then drops the chair atop the head of Griffin Hawkins. Sanders makes his way to the corner, climbs to the top turnbuckle, steadies, then leaps, and crashes down on the chair, Hawkins rolled from under the chair at the last second. Griffin quickly grabs the Stop Sign, slams it down on the back of Sanders, then drops it. He grabs Sanders, sets him up, then drives him face-first into the stop sign with South of Heaven. Price starts the count...
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Aiello: GRIFFIN HAWKINS HAS DONE IT! HE HAS ACCOMPLISHED THE GOAL HE SET FORTH AT THE START OF THIS 2018 SEASON!
Carter: Griffin has now secured his third EWC Title reign, and could have very well locked in his spot for Night of Champions!
Bennett: This is a disaster. I am filing an appeal.
Griffin Hawkins hoists the International Title in the air as the ref raises his arm in victory. Griffin then goes to each corner, hoisting the title to the cheer of the crowd before making his way to the back.
Aiello: Coming up is the surprise bombshell dropped on the EWC Universe this weekend. Natalie Young gets another chance to win the EWC Undisputed Title from Luke Wolfe....NEXT!
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE
The arena goes black, a darkness that lingers for a few seconds until the opening chords of 'Monster' by Paramore play as the screen comes to life. Footage that has been treated to look old, faded rolls of Natalie fighting her way back up to her feet after being knocked down-- and the moment that she appears on the screen, the crowd cheers loudly for the fan favorite that is about to come out. As the blond regains her feet in that video footage, bruised and battered but still willing to fight, the chorus hits the sound system with a vengeance as Natalie Young makes her way out from behind the curtain, a bit of a bounce in her stride. It's not the sort that comes from being happily energetic, though. Rather? It's clear that her competitive fire is burning brighter than ever. As coral and white lights flash along the rampway, Natalie still slaps a few of the hands that are offered to her as she descends down it... but her focus is on the ring. Speeding up at the bottom of the ramp, she slides into the ring on her stomach before getting to her feet. The nearest turnbuckle is mounted as she looks out over the crowd, raising her fists in the air to evoke more cheers. She lingers there for a few moments before hopping down, doing a couple stretches to prepare for the match at hand.
There is a crackle of thunder, and the crowd ERUPTS as the lights start to dim, and we hear the sound of rain, thunder, and flashes of lightning inside the arena. As the sounds and sights of the storm continues to rage a distorted voice begins to speak.
Again the crowd pops for the "Prophecy: Chapter 1 logo! As "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor, the reaction turns from a buzz to a roar, when after a few moments a spotlight appears on stage illuminating Luke Wolfe, with the EWC Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Standing motionless on stage, smoke starts to build around him as he throws his hood back off his head, as the lights comes to life as pyro bursts from the stage! Slowly, he begins his walk down the entrance ramp toward the ring.
Stroup: And her opponent from Atlanta, Georgia... Weighing in at 225 pounds. He is The reining and defending EWC Undisputed! Heavyweight Champion of the WORLD... The Untouchable... LUKE WOLFE!!!
Luke slowly makes his way down the ramp, Passing fans along the way, shouting out into the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom he stops and slaps hands with a few of his fans at Ring Side. Slowly he walks up to the steps quickly getting to the ring apron and stepping through the ropes. He throws his arms open wide! As if he is emitting an aura of greatness!
Unstrapping the belt from around his waist he climbs the corner turnbuckle, raising it high in the air. He roars out to the fans waving for them to get on their feet! He's met with a nothing but cheers from the fans, as he steps down and hands the belt to an official on the outside.
Senior Referee Paul Turner requests for Luke to hand over the Championship belt. Luke never takes his yes off of Natalie Young, and vice versa. Turner takes the title and holds it up in the air, center ring. After a few moments, he hands the belt outside and signals for the bell!!!
Luke and Natalie stand across from each other corner to corner, both of them starring down the other.
Carter: Talk about a Pay-Per-View quality main event!
Wolfe and Young start to walk towards each other to the middle of the ring. Once in the center they begin talking to each other, but its unclear what they are saying… it doesn’t appear to be trash talk.
Aiello: Nothin but business from the two top wrestlers in the world today.
Bennett: Nothin but business now, but these two have been in each other’s heads since Scars and Stripes, if you ask me they should still be playing games with each other.
Carter: This isn’t about playing games, this is about who is the best wrestler in the world.
There is no handshake between the two, and neither of them even offer one. They start to circle each other and the crowd is at a fever pitch! They go for a collar and elbow tie up, but Natalie quickly slips it and whips Wolfe to the ground with an arm drag take down! Wolfe quickly spins back to his knees and Natalie is standing hands on knees smiling at him, waving for him to bring it on! Luke is back up and then they tie up! Natalie spins with a go around to behind she picks up Luke by the waist, dropping him to a seated position, Luke quickly bounces back up reversing it into a arm dragon twist! Natalie drops to the mat and nips back up, reversing the twist into a take down! Luke spins reversing it sweeping Natalie’s feet out from under her! They both pop back up to their feet and tie up again! After a few seconds neither of them get they advantage and they break! Both breathing heavy, we are back to a stand still!
Aiello: And we are at a stale mate!
Carter: Both trying to out wrestle the other and neither getting the advantage.
They go to lock up again and Luke ducks it and grabs Natalie from behind and quickly goes for a German Suplex! Natalie hits the mat, and Luke nips up to his feet! Natalie spins looking up at Luke on one knee, he waves for Natalie to bring it on, and we again tie up in the collar and elbow! Luke pulls her down into a headlock, but Natalie reverses it into a backdrop! She holds on looking for a pin!
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Luke pops back up to his feet and hits the ropes! Ducking under a clothsline from Natalie he hits the otherside and bounces back just as Natalie turns around Luke jumps up and hits a hurricanranna! He holds onto one leg for a pin!
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Luke jumps to his feet and springboards off the middle rope, backflipping landing on his feet looking for a reverse DDT, but Natalie has it scouted and moves under and hits the ropes and comes back just as Luke lands on his feet and she runs right through him with clothsline turning the champion inside out as he flips through the air and lands on his back! Natalie grabs Luke and locks in a rear chin lock, Wolfe tries to break out of it, but she pulls back on it further forcing her knee further into his back! You can see the pain on his face as he struggles! He manages to get to his feet and then drops down Natalie with a chin breaker!!! Natalie bounces off grabbing her jaw, Luke hits the ropes and nails a drop kick to her back, and she falls into the ropes, neck on the middle rope! Luke hits the ropes and slides under the bottom rope and nails her in the face with a closed fist! She pops back up to her feet stumbling backwards, Luke hops up on the Apron! He springboards off the top rope!
Aiello: FALLEN ANGEL!!!
Bennett: Natalie had it scouted! She dodged it!
Carter: Luke lands on his feet and rolls through!
Luke hits the ropes continuing his momentum! He bounces off and Natalie hits him with the GRIEF CYCLE!!!
Carter: Natalie completely stopped the Champ right in his tracks!
Natalie, falls and leans on the ropes catching her breath as Luke lays on the mat in pain grabbing at his lower back. Luke turns and leans into a seated position and Natalie NAILS Luke with a stiff kick to the lower back! She bounces off the ropes and doubles it and dropkicks Luke in the chest sending him back to the mat!
Aiello: What a combo from Natalie!
Carter: Natalie makes the cover!
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They both pop up back to their feet and Luke pulls Natalie down in a small package!
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They both quickly recover and tie up! Natalie quickly moves it into a fisherman’s suplex!
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Luke grabs the ropes pulling himself to his feet grabbing his lower back, Natalie comes at him looking for a clothline! Luke dodges it dropping down grabbing the top rope Natalie goes tumbling over the top! No! She manages to grab the top rope, as Luke stumbles back to the middle as Natalie skins the cat and pulls herself back into the ring! Natalie charges Luke, but Luke leap frogs, She bounces back and Luke drops down under, she bounces off again and Luke nails her in the face with a dropkick! She hits the mat and Luke pops! The crowd hops to it’s feet!!!
Carter: You’re damn right it is!
Bennett: It’s great stuff but I still think it would be better if there were a few steel chairs involved.
Aiello: The EWC isn’t just about Chairs and tables and blood… It’s also the place where you will find the greatest wrestling on the planet!
Natalie slowly gets back to her feet and Luke hooks her and nails a snap suplex to the challenger! Luke hits the ropes and as Natalie gets to her feet Luke jumps up looking for another Hurricanranna… No! It’s a leaping TRIANGLE CHOKE!!! Natalie manages to roll through as they come to the mat, Luke has it locked in but Natalie manages to reverse it into a pinning combination!
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Aiello: What a save from Natalie!
Bennett: Again she had the champion scouted and turned his most devastating move into a pin!
Luke is the first back to his feet as Natalie tries to shake off the effects of the Triangle Choke. As Natalie gets to her feet Luke shoves her and she goes back first into the turnbuckle! He puts her on his shoulder and lifts her up puts her in a seated position on the top rope. Climbing up, Luke goes all the way to the top, pulling Natalie to the top with him—
Aiello: Oh, this could be the spanish fly!
Natalie suddenly seemingly gets a second wind and starts head butting the champion! Luke falls off the top rope and Natalie seems to be repositioning herself! Luke gets to his feet with is back to the turnbuckle, Natalie backflips off the top rope!
Aiello: She’s going for the REALITY CHECK again!
As she lands looking for the second faze into a DDT, Luke catches her before her feet can touch the ground and completely reverses the momentum, and throws her backwards in an overhead belly to belly suplex! She lands back first into the turnbuckle and drops down directly on her head!
Carter: Oh!!! Crash and burn…
Bennett: Oh… that was unfortunate…
Luke looks out into his hometown crowd with a slight grin, he looks down at the fallen Natalie Young for a moment, and then does a slow motion throat slash! Signaling for the end!
Aiello: This could be it for Natalie Young…
Luke picks up an almost completely limp Young and positions her for his finisher. He lifts her into the air, stalling… THE CROWD ERUPTS!!! DOOMSDAY DROP!!!
As he brings her down in the slam and transitions into the pin the crowd counts along!
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Aiello: I DON’T BELIEVE IT!!! SHE KICKED OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
Carter: No one has EVER kicked out of the Doomsday Drop!!!
Bennett: I don’t believe my eyes!
Aiello: Neither does Luke! Look at him!
As Luke looks on stunned as the seemingly unconscious Natalie Young kicked out of his Doomsday Drop the fans are going absolutely insane!
Luke stands at his feet looking down at Natalie who still isn’t moving. He shakes his head NO in disbelief. He takes a few steps back into the corner and crouches down, clearly resetting his game plan. He slaps the mat, seemingly ready to start again. He walks over taking a good look at his fallen challenger, he nudges her with his boot back onto her shoulders. He hops over the top rope to the outside, measures her he springboards off the top rope into a SPRING BOARD 450! He crashed down on Young! The crowd again counts along!
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Luke leans back falling backwards exhausted!
Bennett: What does Luke have to do to put her down???
Carter: It’s the Iron Man match all over again!
Luke goes to pick her up, when she surprises him by pulling him down into a small package!!!
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Before Luke can kickout and get to his feet Natalie has already bounced off the ropes and she nails him! CLOSURE completely by surprise! Luke goes down!!! The fans count along again!!!
Aiello: THAT’S IT! NEW CHAMPION!!!
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Carter: NO!!! Now Luke wont stay down!!!
Luke lays on his side holding the back of his head, as Natalie is also down catching her breath!
Bennett: Both wrestlers are down, if the ref gets to a ten count this match will be over… and… I think these fans might riot…
The ref starts his count, he gets all the way to seven before there is any movement. Natalie is the first to pull herself to her feet, with a dazed Luke up just after but the blow to the back of his head has obviously done some damage as he stumbles backwards and falls into the turnbuckle.
Carter: The World appears to be spinning for Wolfe, he cant seem to get his feet under him.
Natalie watching Luke closely, slowly moves away from the ropes ready to pounce on the Champion. Luke holding his head, appears to have trouble seeing as the camera zooms in as he opens and closes his eyes.
Aiello: This doesn’t look good, Wolfe could have a concussion.
He seems to have recovered, as he walks somewhat gingerly to the middle of the ring, right into Natalie who grabs him and flawlessly hits THE HITTING BOTTOM!!! The crowd roars as it counts along!!!
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Wolfe lays motionless on the mat, just as Natalie falls backwards doing the same. She covers her face with her hands looking like she is almost crying.
Pyro goes off in the rafters as “Monster” begins to play! Luke rolls out of the ring as Natalie sits up on her knees.
Carter: A new champion! Natalie Young has conquered Luke Wolfe!
Bennett: The Undisputed Championship has returned to BRAWL!!!
The official walks up behind Natalie and hands her the Undisputed Championship. She looks down at it and is almost in tears. Holding it up in the air, the crowd cheers her on, despite defeating the hometown hero! She walks over to the turnbuckle holding the belt up high in the air! Pyro once again goes off in the rafters!
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AND… NEEEEEWWWWW!!!! EWC UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!! NATALIE… YOUNG!!!
Aiello: What an amazing event we have seen here tonight ladies and gentlemen!
Carter: What an Undisputed Title match! They put on a wrestling clinic!
Bennett: And it might not be over yet… Wolfe might come back after that belt with his rematch clause…
Aiello: What we have seen tonight is the two best wrestlers in the business today show the world how it is done! With Natalie Young taking the series between these two up two ta one!
Carter: Wolfe’s title rein was great, but it’s the beginning of a new era!
Bennett: But it’s only going to get harder for the new champion, with NOC coming up, and a potential rematch with Wolfe down the line!
Aiello: So much to talk about wrestling fans, but we are out of time! For Max Carter… He’s Steve “The Predator” Bennett, I’m Joe Aiello… We will see you next Monday for the hottest show on TV! MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!!!
MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH TWO: SMOKEY JONES
MATCH THREE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FOUR: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FIVE: NOSTALGIA
MATCH SIX: NOSTALGIA
MAIN EVENT: LUKE WOLFE
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SEGMENTS
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NOSTALGIA
NATALIE YOUNG
ROB GARCIA
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SINGLES MATCH
"FABULOUS" FRANKIE HAYES
VS DAVID SCOTT
WINNER: No Contest
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
KENDRICK KROSS
VS BISHOP CHURCH (C)
WINNER: Kendrick Kross (NEW EWC Television Champion)
SINGLES MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
VANNAH WHITE
VS AMIS SHELTON
WINNER: Amis Shelton
SINGLES MATCH
NICK JAMES
VS MIKE MCGUIRE
WINNER: Mike McGuire
X-DIVISION RULES FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
HAPPY
VS ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS YOUNG SINATRA
WINNER: Happy
EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS DOMINIC SANDERS (C)
WINNERS: Griffin Hawkins (NEW EWC International Champion)
MAIN EVENT
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE (C)
WINNER: Natalie Young (NEW EWC Undisputed Champion)
BRAWL #513 MVP: Natalie Young, Griffin Hawkins, Kendrick Kross
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Nostalgia: Hello Monday Night Brawl! I apologize I have not been able to be there in person the last few weeks. Last week, as you all know, I ventured over to Uprising 3 to represent Brawl against their FSW Champion. Unfortunately things did not go my way. Reid managed to choke the life out of me. While I am disappointed with the loss, I feel we gave the Uprising fans a great match.
Now, Technically I could have been there this week. I cannot lie. But I kept getting fed information about a certain someone, so I had to pursue it. It is a super secret mission. But I can’t keep secrets from all my Sentimentalists, so here is one take of what will soon be released on the EWC website...
NOSTALGIA TV Productions presents…
WHERE IN THE WORLD IS CYRUS BLACK?
Tony “Cripsy” McVino does a double take as he notices the masked man with the “Will Give Maximum Effort for Food” sign to his right. Nostalgia’s friend and driver shakes it off, then turns the corner, pulling up to park against the curb. Nostalgia, dressed in a white and red striped shirt and pant combo with hat to boot, hops out the front seat.
He then opens the door for Ashley Brizzie, donning a red jacket and pantsuit combo with the hat to match.
Ash SanDiego: The tip on the tip-line said to meet here. The message said and I quote “Tell Big Daddy Nostalgia I have a lead on where Cyrus Black was. But it will cost him.” And it was stamped with a Unicorn.
Nostalgia: I think I know wh….
Wade Wilson: IT’S HIM! It is Really HIM!
Wade Wilson, jumping up and down with excitement puts his hands to his face, well mask, Home Alone style. Then he goes for shake Nostalgia’s hand.
Wade Wilson: Nostalgia big fan. You are even more strapping in person. Love the Waldo getup. Sexy. And you...Miss Diego...MEOOOOW!
Wade Wilson pretends to lick his hand then run it through the hair that is not on the top of his masked head.
Nostalgia: Wade, glad to meet you. So you can tell us where Cyrus Black is?
Wade is distracted by thoughts too dirty to mention.
Nostalgia: WADE!
Wade comes back to Earth.
Wade Wilson: Geez Nos. You don’t have to yell. You might scare Dopinder.
Wade produces a stuffed Unicorn from somewhere you don’t want to know. Nostalgia chuckles, shaking his head before asking again.
Nostalgia: So Wade, you said you information on the Whereabouts of Cyrus Black.
Wade Wilson: I did.
Ash SanDiego: So where is he? Is he coming?
Wade takes his stare from Nostalgia’s <beep>, then looks up at Ashley.
Wade Wilson: Oh. I don’t know.
Wade is about to catch some ‘tude from Ashley.
Ash Sandiego: What the <bleep> Wade? You said you had knew where Cyrus Black was.
Wade Wilson: I do. He WAS in EMF with me in March. But then disappeared on me.
Nostalgia sarcastically flails his arms in a exacerbated fashion.
Wade Wilson: I just really wanted to meet Nostalgia. I heard so much about him. Can you sign my left cheek? If you know what I mean.
Ashley Brizzie’s Pager vibrates. She looks at the numbers… 411. 702.
Ash SanDiego: Well as great as this has been. We got a fresh lead Leo.
Nostalgia: Ah Wade. Looks like duty calls.
Wade Wilson chuckles.
Wade Wilson: Duty. 702, that’s Vegas Baby! Here is a little tip for you, there is a secret velociraptor farm there.
Ashley rolls her eyes as she heads back into the GMC Yukon. Nostalgia chuckles, pats Wade Wilson on the back before heading back to the Yukon.
Wade Wilson: I’m never washing this again. OOOH. I might make a killing selling this on Ebay.
…..Any likenesses to any person, place, or thing is strictly coincidental.
The MacTron cuts back to Nostalgia.
Nostalgia: So I guess you are all wondering if I in fact ever found Cyrus Black. Well, you will have to tune in next week to find out. In the meanwhile, enjoy this great action I am missing. Two weeks is too long to be away from Brawl. I miss being in front of all the Sentimentalists. To make up for my absence, I would humbly request that Victor Price or “Doc” Hollister consider booking me an X-Division Title defense sometime before Night of Champions. As I would not feel right walking into Night of Champions as X-Division Champion without another defense beforehand. Thank you all for your time. Enjoy the rest of Brawl Everyone!
WARNING:
This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #513 | JULY 30TH 2018LIVE! from the Philips Arena, Atlanta, Georgia
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #512 in Los Angeles, California.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Kendrick Kross, Dominic Sanders, David Scott, Griffin Hawkins, Nostalgia, Morgan Darkwater, Amis Shelton, Anthony Grunge, The Fudbruthas, Bishop Church, Mike McGuire, Emma Louise, Rob Garcia, Natalie Young, Charlie Hardin, The Jester, "Fabulous" Frankie Hayes, Vannah White, Nick James, Young Sinatra, and Happy.
We then get a shot of the Champions of Brawl:
Bishop Church with the Television Championship
Nostalgia with the X-Division Championship
Dominic Sanders with the International Championship
and finally...
Luke Wolfe with the Undisputed Championship
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
The energy at the Philips Arena is electrifying.
A high-shot camera shows the electricity the fans have brought to the arena tonight.
The crowd is emotional tonight. Some fans can't contain their excitement for the show.
The energy at the Philips Arena is electrifying.
A high-shot camera shows the electricity the fans have brought to the arena tonight.
The crowd is emotional tonight. Some fans can't contain their excitement for the show.
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading
"LUKE'S A COWARD!"
"Make Me Famous, Amis!"
"Nostalgia 4:20"
"Where's Captain?"
"Atlanta Loves Happy"
"EWC4LIFE"
and "Sanders Stands Tall"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
One fan throws a fist up into the air in respect for Monday Night BRAWL.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
One fan throws a fist up into the air in respect for Monday Night BRAWL.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading
"LUKE'S A COWARD!"
"Make Me Famous, Amis!"
"Nostalgia 4:20"
"Where's Captain?"
"Atlanta Loves Happy"
"EWC4LIFE"
and "Sanders Stands Tall"
As the camera pans around the Philips Arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcers' table, where we see Joe Aiello, Steve Bennett, and Max Carter.
Aiello: Hello, everyone! Welcome to Monday Night BRAWL live from the Philips Arena in Atlanta! We have got an absolutely insane night planned for you tonight!
Carter: That's right! Dominic Sanders will defend his International Championship against Griffin Hawkins, once again... this time in a Last Man Standing Match! And the special guest referee: our very own BRAWL General Manager Victor Price!
Bennett: And we will finally see that bastard Bishop Church lose that Television Championship tonight. But don't get me wrong... I don't like Kendrick Kross all that much either! I just hate him less than I hate anyone in that NSFW!
Aiello: And, as part of an absolutely BLOCKBUSTER announcement made by President Mac yesterday, Luke Wolfe and Natalie Young will take over the Main Event spot as they go one-on-one for the Undisputed Championship!
Bennett: Wolfe is going to tear that little girl apart... again!
Carter: Not so fast! Don't forget that Natalie beat Luke Wolfe here on BRAWL weeks ago.
Bennett: With some fair cheatin' goin on!
Aiello: And we are going to start the action off right here and right now! Let's go to Jessica who is already in the ring!
SINGLES MATCH
Stroup: Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall. First... from Greenwich Connecticut. Weighing 250 pounds and standing 6’2” tall, “Fabulous” Frankie Hayes!
Pyros hit and “I’m Sexy and I Know It” by LMFAO begins to play. “Fabulous” Frankie Hayes struts out cockily with his manager Eddie Brown following behind him. They head to the ring playing to the female fans near the rails. Frankie thumbs his nose at most of them but finds at least one to shoot a wink and blow a kiss to. When the gather inside the ring, Eddie grabs Frankie’s robe and peels it off him so the women in the venue and watching at home can enjoy the sight of the world’s sexiest man. Eddie keeps the robe and exits the ring as Frankie poses for the fans and struts into his corner.
Carter: So let me get this right. Frankie Hayes’ deal is that he comes out and insults the audience, finds a woman in the crowd, and then sexually assaults her in front of a live audience?
Bennett: Willing participant, son. Who wouldn’t be mesmerized by the abs of the Fabulous One?
Carter: Do you hear yourself talk these days? Oh well, I guess since the trend is to retread the 80s, why not here, too?
Bennett: I’m about to retread your face if you don’t shut up and watch Hayes teach Miller how to be a man.
A double-tap of drums leads into the heavy chords of Zack Tempest’s “Slow Death,” bringing the crowd to its feet with an explosive and deafening ovation. The lights of the Phillips Arena pulsate in time with the cadence while a single black strobe behind the curtain silhouettes the form of David Scott as he strides out onto the stage, drawing even more fervor from the fans. Hands on his hips, the “Toughest Bastard in the Business” walks up to the top of the ramp and stares out over the scene. Twisting his head to pop the bones in his neck, Scott marches down towards the ring, wringing his wrists and cracking his knuckles. Almost absently, he reaches out to slap a hand or bump a fist, but his eyes never leave the ring.
Stroup: And his opponent, standing six feet tall and weighing two hundred thirty five pounds ... DAVID ... SCOTT!
Breaking into a sudden run, Scott dives beneath the ropes and pops to his feet, storming over to the far corner and hauling himself up to throw a fist in the air. The reaction is immediate as thousands of fists rise in response, alongside a bellowing roar from the crowd. Leaving it at that, Scott drops back to the mat and rolls out his neck one last time. Reaching back to grab hold of the ropes, he lunges forward to stretch his shoulders before moving to the center of the ring and placing his hands back on his hips, an intense stare directed towards the stage as the music fades out and the lights return to normal.
Sensually, he begins to rub baby oil on his chest and abs. Scott stands there and just grimaces at him growing more and more aggravated.
Referee Paul Turner calls for Frankie to start the bout but it just ignored. He begins to gyrate as the crowd boos but there seems to be a smattering of high pitched squeals, too.
Scott has had enough and he goes for a clothesline! Hayes ducks and Scott lays out out the referee!
Aiello: Our referees always have long nights but Paul didn’t think he’d start it off like this!
Bennett: Scott can’t handle Frankie’s fabolous posedowns so he’s gotta take it out on the innocent zebra!
Carter: Hayes knew exactly what he was doing and now there is no official at the moment…
As Scott turns around, not exactly sympathetic to the referee he just knocked out, Frankie squirts him in the eyes with the baby oil. The product may claim to produce no tears but the action is enough for Hayes to assert his wrestling prowess and take out Scott with his own clothesline.
The official is still out.
Too early. Scott pops back up. Kick to the gut from Frankie. He twists Scott around by the neck and starts to gyrate before hitting a stiff-looking reverse neckbreaker!
Aiello: You have to question the strategy of Hayes here. He just dropped David Scott here and he could have very well have got the three count. Then again, the offensive was done through nefarious means.
Bennett: Miller hit the referee on purpose because he wanted to take out his aggression on
Hayes. Look at Miller’s puny baby body. It doesn’t compare.
Carter: It’s David Scott. And again, do you ever listen to yourself?
Hayes goes for a cover and realizes his predicament. He gets up and lays a few boots into Scott’s sternum before turning his attention to Turner. Not to be confused with concern, Hayes tries to bring the official back to his feet. Eddie even tries to help by fanning his sports jacket in the direction of the referee!
Finally, Turner is back up, a little worse for wear and certainly wobbly.
Satisfied, Hayes turns around.
Right into a vicious knife edge chop from Scott.
The baby oil flies off Fabolous One’s chest as Scott lays into his repeatedly with this deadly chops. Frankie is forced backwards into the ropes. David whips Frankie into the ropes. Hayes bounces off. He leapfrogs over Scott. Bounces off another side. Scott plants himself flat on the mat but like a track and field runner Hayes clears the hurdle with ease. Hayes bounces off the ropes for a third time. Scott tries for a hip toss. Hayes blocks the attempt.
The referee is out of position and thus misses the thumb to the eye by Hayes!
Showing some amazing strength, Hayes lifts the compromised David Scott up and back down to the mat with a military press slam! He shoots a half nelson and rolls Scott back on this back. He goes for a pin - by putting one arm on his chest and flexing with his other!
1
Scott kicks out with ease!
Aiello: Frankie Hayes is an impressive specimen for sure but he HAS to know that sort of cover attempt won’t fly in the EWC.
Bennett: When did you get bent out of shape over having a little fun!?
Carter: Did you get into Smokey Jones’ primo stash or something, Steve?
Before Scott can do much of anything to recover, Hayes cuts off his momentum with an elbow drop. He pulls David to his feet and then pushes him into the corner. Hayes then uses his big muscular shoulders and repeatedly drives them into the midsection of David Scott!
Scott, sufficiently shouldered, takes a seat with his head just below the second turnbuckle. The crowd boos as Frankie gyrates at the sight of this situation. He takes a running start and leaps into the air for the bronco buster!
And instead crotches himself on the turnbuckle. The camera catches the look of pain from Hayes and shock from his manager that the crowd jewels have possible been mangled!
Scott though has a sick and twisted grin on his face and he seizes the opportunity. He drags Hayes away from the corner and then sits down on his chest and begins to hammer down rights and lefts on Frankie. He’s not concerned where they land as long as it lands on Frankie’s person. Frankie can only cover up as the blows get more intense.
Aiello: Frankie Hayes may have pushed this man too far! Look at him go!
Bennett: I don’t condone this sort of grievous violence. Miller is an animal. He has no soul!
Carter: You’re a hall of famer here, Steve. You used to do exactly this!
Bennett: I know what I used to do, boy! I could still do it! But I was always in the right when I did do it.
Carter: What!?
Turner counts to four before pushing Scott off of Hayes. Scott is infuriated and he gets right in the referee’s face. He points an accusatory finger just inches away.
Suddenly, David is turned upside down with a roll up from Frankie Hayes!
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2
Scott breaks the roll up. Both men scramble to their feet but Scott is faster. Kick to the gut. He lifts Hayes up into the air and in a show of unbridled aggression nearly drops Hayes on the back of his head with the Wild Bomb!
Scott goes for the cover and most certainly hooks the leg!
1
2
Just barely, Hayes rolls a shoulder up to escape the three count!
Scott locks both of his hands together to signal for his Full Nelson! Hayes stumbles to his feet and is caught up almost immediately in the submission!
Intentional or not though, Scott’s hands and Hayes’ body are slicked in baby oil and before the hold can go, Hayes breaks free from David’s clasped hands and knocks him loopy with an elbow. Hayes turns around and clotheslines Scott over the top rope! They begin to brawl up the ramp, really laying in lefts and rights. The referee calls them back but its in vain. Before he even can begin a 10 count, the two brawl onto the stage and through the backstage curtain. Referees and officials are shown backstage pulling the two apart.
The referee in the ring shakes his head and waives off the contest!
Stroup: Both men have been counted out! This match has been thrown out!
Aiello: Well, that happened.
Bennett: Those sons-of-bitches just went and left the match without finishing it. What's up with that?
Carter: Who knows but this is definitely not over between these two.
Aiello: Hayes and Scott will have to settle up in the future... but next up we have a huge Television Championship match. Bishop Church defends against Kendrick Kross. Next!
Before we cut to commercial, the MacTron shows the backstage area where a limo has just pulled up to park. The driver gets out of the car and opens up the back door. Out comes Rob Garcia, then followed by his best friend Jeff Noon. Rob dressed to impress and Jeff is dressed in his usual bland colors. They see the camera and ignore it and walk towards the building.
Suddenly Ace Heart comes running up.
Ace: Gentlemen! Gentlemen!
Rob doesn't acknowledge Ace and continues to walk towards the building. Jeff turns his head to Ace.
Jeff: Don’t talk to my client. You want answers, you wait like everyone else. Tonight in the ring, we’ll give you the answers you want.
Ace: Well, I hope so! You’ve got some explaining to d--!
Jeff casually slaps the mic out of Ace’s hand, cutting him off from finishing his sentence. Rob starts to laugh and they both walk away as Ace shuffles around on the floor trying to pick up his mic. We cut to commercial.
Aiello: Hello, everyone! Welcome to Monday Night BRAWL live from the Philips Arena in Atlanta! We have got an absolutely insane night planned for you tonight!
Carter: That's right! Dominic Sanders will defend his International Championship against Griffin Hawkins, once again... this time in a Last Man Standing Match! And the special guest referee: our very own BRAWL General Manager Victor Price!
Bennett: And we will finally see that bastard Bishop Church lose that Television Championship tonight. But don't get me wrong... I don't like Kendrick Kross all that much either! I just hate him less than I hate anyone in that NSFW!
Aiello: And, as part of an absolutely BLOCKBUSTER announcement made by President Mac yesterday, Luke Wolfe and Natalie Young will take over the Main Event spot as they go one-on-one for the Undisputed Championship!
Bennett: Wolfe is going to tear that little girl apart... again!
Carter: Not so fast! Don't forget that Natalie beat Luke Wolfe here on BRAWL weeks ago.
Bennett: With some fair cheatin' goin on!
Aiello: And we are going to start the action off right here and right now! Let's go to Jessica who is already in the ring!
SINGLES MATCH
"FABULOUS" FRANKIE HAYES
VS DAVID SCOTT
Stroup: Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall. First... from Greenwich Connecticut. Weighing 250 pounds and standing 6’2” tall, “Fabulous” Frankie Hayes!
Pyros hit and “I’m Sexy and I Know It” by LMFAO begins to play. “Fabulous” Frankie Hayes struts out cockily with his manager Eddie Brown following behind him. They head to the ring playing to the female fans near the rails. Frankie thumbs his nose at most of them but finds at least one to shoot a wink and blow a kiss to. When the gather inside the ring, Eddie grabs Frankie’s robe and peels it off him so the women in the venue and watching at home can enjoy the sight of the world’s sexiest man. Eddie keeps the robe and exits the ring as Frankie poses for the fans and struts into his corner.
Carter: So let me get this right. Frankie Hayes’ deal is that he comes out and insults the audience, finds a woman in the crowd, and then sexually assaults her in front of a live audience?
Bennett: Willing participant, son. Who wouldn’t be mesmerized by the abs of the Fabulous One?
Carter: Do you hear yourself talk these days? Oh well, I guess since the trend is to retread the 80s, why not here, too?
Bennett: I’m about to retread your face if you don’t shut up and watch Hayes teach Miller how to be a man.
A double-tap of drums leads into the heavy chords of Zack Tempest’s “Slow Death,” bringing the crowd to its feet with an explosive and deafening ovation. The lights of the Phillips Arena pulsate in time with the cadence while a single black strobe behind the curtain silhouettes the form of David Scott as he strides out onto the stage, drawing even more fervor from the fans. Hands on his hips, the “Toughest Bastard in the Business” walks up to the top of the ramp and stares out over the scene. Twisting his head to pop the bones in his neck, Scott marches down towards the ring, wringing his wrists and cracking his knuckles. Almost absently, he reaches out to slap a hand or bump a fist, but his eyes never leave the ring.
Stroup: And his opponent, standing six feet tall and weighing two hundred thirty five pounds ... DAVID ... SCOTT!
Breaking into a sudden run, Scott dives beneath the ropes and pops to his feet, storming over to the far corner and hauling himself up to throw a fist in the air. The reaction is immediate as thousands of fists rise in response, alongside a bellowing roar from the crowd. Leaving it at that, Scott drops back to the mat and rolls out his neck one last time. Reaching back to grab hold of the ropes, he lunges forward to stretch his shoulders before moving to the center of the ring and placing his hands back on his hips, an intense stare directed towards the stage as the music fades out and the lights return to normal.
DING DING DING
Scott and Hayes step to the center of the ring. Scott gestures for the Fabulous One to lock up. Frankie shakes a finger at him and then turns to his manager. Eddie tosses his a clear bottle of baby oil. Hayes uncaps the bottle and starts to squirt the contents all of his chest. Sensually, he begins to rub baby oil on his chest and abs. Scott stands there and just grimaces at him growing more and more aggravated.
Referee Paul Turner calls for Frankie to start the bout but it just ignored. He begins to gyrate as the crowd boos but there seems to be a smattering of high pitched squeals, too.
Scott has had enough and he goes for a clothesline! Hayes ducks and Scott lays out out the referee!
Aiello: Our referees always have long nights but Paul didn’t think he’d start it off like this!
Bennett: Scott can’t handle Frankie’s fabolous posedowns so he’s gotta take it out on the innocent zebra!
Carter: Hayes knew exactly what he was doing and now there is no official at the moment…
As Scott turns around, not exactly sympathetic to the referee he just knocked out, Frankie squirts him in the eyes with the baby oil. The product may claim to produce no tears but the action is enough for Hayes to assert his wrestling prowess and take out Scott with his own clothesline.
The official is still out.
Too early. Scott pops back up. Kick to the gut from Frankie. He twists Scott around by the neck and starts to gyrate before hitting a stiff-looking reverse neckbreaker!
Aiello: You have to question the strategy of Hayes here. He just dropped David Scott here and he could have very well have got the three count. Then again, the offensive was done through nefarious means.
Bennett: Miller hit the referee on purpose because he wanted to take out his aggression on
Hayes. Look at Miller’s puny baby body. It doesn’t compare.
Carter: It’s David Scott. And again, do you ever listen to yourself?
Hayes goes for a cover and realizes his predicament. He gets up and lays a few boots into Scott’s sternum before turning his attention to Turner. Not to be confused with concern, Hayes tries to bring the official back to his feet. Eddie even tries to help by fanning his sports jacket in the direction of the referee!
Finally, Turner is back up, a little worse for wear and certainly wobbly.
Satisfied, Hayes turns around.
Right into a vicious knife edge chop from Scott.
The baby oil flies off Fabolous One’s chest as Scott lays into his repeatedly with this deadly chops. Frankie is forced backwards into the ropes. David whips Frankie into the ropes. Hayes bounces off. He leapfrogs over Scott. Bounces off another side. Scott plants himself flat on the mat but like a track and field runner Hayes clears the hurdle with ease. Hayes bounces off the ropes for a third time. Scott tries for a hip toss. Hayes blocks the attempt.
The referee is out of position and thus misses the thumb to the eye by Hayes!
Showing some amazing strength, Hayes lifts the compromised David Scott up and back down to the mat with a military press slam! He shoots a half nelson and rolls Scott back on this back. He goes for a pin - by putting one arm on his chest and flexing with his other!
1
Scott kicks out with ease!
Aiello: Frankie Hayes is an impressive specimen for sure but he HAS to know that sort of cover attempt won’t fly in the EWC.
Bennett: When did you get bent out of shape over having a little fun!?
Carter: Did you get into Smokey Jones’ primo stash or something, Steve?
Before Scott can do much of anything to recover, Hayes cuts off his momentum with an elbow drop. He pulls David to his feet and then pushes him into the corner. Hayes then uses his big muscular shoulders and repeatedly drives them into the midsection of David Scott!
Scott, sufficiently shouldered, takes a seat with his head just below the second turnbuckle. The crowd boos as Frankie gyrates at the sight of this situation. He takes a running start and leaps into the air for the bronco buster!
And instead crotches himself on the turnbuckle. The camera catches the look of pain from Hayes and shock from his manager that the crowd jewels have possible been mangled!
Scott though has a sick and twisted grin on his face and he seizes the opportunity. He drags Hayes away from the corner and then sits down on his chest and begins to hammer down rights and lefts on Frankie. He’s not concerned where they land as long as it lands on Frankie’s person. Frankie can only cover up as the blows get more intense.
Aiello: Frankie Hayes may have pushed this man too far! Look at him go!
Bennett: I don’t condone this sort of grievous violence. Miller is an animal. He has no soul!
Carter: You’re a hall of famer here, Steve. You used to do exactly this!
Bennett: I know what I used to do, boy! I could still do it! But I was always in the right when I did do it.
Carter: What!?
Turner counts to four before pushing Scott off of Hayes. Scott is infuriated and he gets right in the referee’s face. He points an accusatory finger just inches away.
Suddenly, David is turned upside down with a roll up from Frankie Hayes!
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2
Scott breaks the roll up. Both men scramble to their feet but Scott is faster. Kick to the gut. He lifts Hayes up into the air and in a show of unbridled aggression nearly drops Hayes on the back of his head with the Wild Bomb!
Scott goes for the cover and most certainly hooks the leg!
1
2
Just barely, Hayes rolls a shoulder up to escape the three count!
Scott locks both of his hands together to signal for his Full Nelson! Hayes stumbles to his feet and is caught up almost immediately in the submission!
Intentional or not though, Scott’s hands and Hayes’ body are slicked in baby oil and before the hold can go, Hayes breaks free from David’s clasped hands and knocks him loopy with an elbow. Hayes turns around and clotheslines Scott over the top rope! They begin to brawl up the ramp, really laying in lefts and rights. The referee calls them back but its in vain. Before he even can begin a 10 count, the two brawl onto the stage and through the backstage curtain. Referees and officials are shown backstage pulling the two apart.
The referee in the ring shakes his head and waives off the contest!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Both men have been counted out! This match has been thrown out!
Aiello: Well, that happened.
Bennett: Those sons-of-bitches just went and left the match without finishing it. What's up with that?
Carter: Who knows but this is definitely not over between these two.
Aiello: Hayes and Scott will have to settle up in the future... but next up we have a huge Television Championship match. Bishop Church defends against Kendrick Kross. Next!
Before we cut to commercial, the MacTron shows the backstage area where a limo has just pulled up to park. The driver gets out of the car and opens up the back door. Out comes Rob Garcia, then followed by his best friend Jeff Noon. Rob dressed to impress and Jeff is dressed in his usual bland colors. They see the camera and ignore it and walk towards the building.
Suddenly Ace Heart comes running up.
Ace: Gentlemen! Gentlemen!
Rob doesn't acknowledge Ace and continues to walk towards the building. Jeff turns his head to Ace.
Jeff: Don’t talk to my client. You want answers, you wait like everyone else. Tonight in the ring, we’ll give you the answers you want.
Ace: Well, I hope so! You’ve got some explaining to d--!
Jeff casually slaps the mic out of Ace’s hand, cutting him off from finishing his sentence. Rob starts to laugh and they both walk away as Ace shuffles around on the floor trying to pick up his mic. We cut to commercial.
We are back ringside, where Ace Heart stands with a new mic in hand. The crowd simmers down.
Ace: Ladies and gentlemen! At this time, I’d like you to welco--
Ace is cut off when “Ballin” by Jim Jones blasts over the arena PA system. The crowd are on their feet and sending down a flood of negative reactions from boo’s, to jeers to name calling. The music continues to play.
No one comes out. The camera pans back to Ace who is patiently waiting in the ring. The music continues to play and the fans start to quiet down and people seem more confused.
The music continues.
Then slowly walking out from behind the curtain is Jeff Noon. He walks out and stands at the entrance. A few moments pass and out walks Rob Garcia, wearing both tag titles, one on top of the other. The audience erupt in boo’s and Rob starts to nod his head looking around at the fans in attendance. Jeff and Rob slowly make their way down to the ring, as fans send their hate towards Rob, he starts to thank them nodding his head. They eventually get to the ring and The music fades out. Rob walks over to Ace and pats both titles and looks at him with a grin. Jeff then stands behind Rob with his hands folded down in front of him.
Ace: Gentlemen, it’s nice to finally have your attention.
Ace says sarcastically.
Ace: Let’s get straight down to business. What in the hell was that all about last week, when you attacked Kendrick Kross?! He hasn’t had any issue with either of you. Why did you attack him!?
Rob smiles and laughs as Ace says this. Ace stands there eager for an answer. Jeff then goes to get Rob a mic and hands it to him. Rob tilts his head, smiles.
Rob: What happened? Who is Kanbrick?
Rob asks. Ace frustrated shakes his head.
Ace: You know exactly who he is, you attacked him last week after--
Jeff: The hipster!
Jeff yells out to Rob, that can be picked up over the two mics. Rob nods his head suddenly remembering.
Rob: Oh! That guy! Okay.. You want answers, Ace? I’ll give you answers on why I beat down “The My-Wife-Left-Me Kid” Kendrick Klops! You see, maybe yo don’t remember but that idiot Nostalgia brutally murdered my Undefeated title! Which I will be seeking reparations for but I'll get into that! And then what Nose did was he got the biggest bunch of retards he could find in EWC and made them his personal cronies!
The fans send a wave of boo’s to Rob, who in return nods his head and thanks the fans. Ace is shaking his head with a look of frustration.
Rob: Thank you! Thank you all! Yes I know you’re all with me! But anyways back to my point! Nostril knew that what he had done was the worst sin every committed here in EWC and that revenge was coming his way! So he hides behind these losers and thinks I’m not brave enough to take them all on! Well that's where you’re wrong Nos! And that’s where Kenny screwed up!
Rob says now looking into the hard camera with an angry experssion. He lifts up his sunglasses, his eyes bloodshot.
Rob: So Kenny! This is not personal! But you chose to side with the most evil man in all of pro wrestling! The most sadistic, evil, manipulative asshole in this business!!!
The crowd send down a rain of boo’s! Which Rob completely ignores.
Rob: Ken, you chose to side with this man! You chose your side in this war! And for that you will suffer! You and all the Geeks and Freaks! One by one! I will take you apart! Piece by piece! Even if I have to swallow my pride and go to Prime-SW! You! All of you will fall and pay for Nostalgias mistake!
The crowd continue to send a negative reaction.
Ace: Is this a precursor to tonight? Are you going to sneak up on Kendrick again or you going to meet him face-to-face, like a man would!
Rob turns his head with a look of fury in his eye beaming through Ace’s soul.
Rob: Be a man?! Chase Fart, I am the man around here! I’m the only solo tag team heavyweight champion of the world! There has never been a star like me! And yes Chase, I’ll say this! Tonight Kendell goes one on one with that big headed bastard, Bitch-ass Church! And I’d say this! Both of these clowns have been running their mouths! But if Ken wins, I can take that title from him and destroy it before I take Nos’s title and destroy it! Melting them both down and creating the Undisputed TEX Division Championship!
The fans continue to boo and Rob looks around nodding his head at them.
Rob: Yes I agree, they’re all terrible! But back to my point, if Kenninsula can’t seem to get the job done in his match tonight with Bishop “Headquarters” Church, then maybe, just maybe someone will have to come down and help him out! Or maybe not and watch him lose and cry about it later! Either way, Chase Fart, this war is on and I’m winning this one!
Rob then tosses the mic in the air, his music hits, the fans roar in boo’s and jeers! Rob turns to Jeff, they high five and exit the ring, leaving Ace Heart shaking his head in disgust.
Aiello: That man has gone off the deep end.
Bennett: Are you kidding me? He is the best in the EWC!
Carter: I have to slightly agree with Steve. He's the best at playing mind games and making people mad around here.
Aiello: He DOES do that well.
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
KENDRICK KROSS
VS BISHOP CHURCH
'Seven Nation Army' by The White Stripes beings to play throughout the arena as the lights flash red and white with each bass drum hit illuminating the stage briefly. When the snare comes in the rest of the lights come in to reveal Kendrick Kross standing in the middle of the stage with a slight smile on his face. When the cymbals hit in as the words "leave it alone" are said red and white pyro’s emit from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.
Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.. and it is for the EWC Television Championship! Introducing first... Standing six feet two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds, from Chelsea, London of the United Kingdom, Kendrick “K2” Kross!!!
Kendrick continues his way down the ramp slapping a few hands and with each cymbal strike the red lights brighten. As he reaches the end of the ramp he smiles before taking a left turn walking up the steps and climbing into the ring. He walks to the middle of the ring looking out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
Aiello: I spoke with Kendrick before we went on the air tonight and this man right here is determined to walk out of here tonight as the New EWC Television Champion.
Bennett: He’s going to have to get past Bishop Church and I don't think he can do it! Don't get me wrong... I don't like Bishop Church much, but Kendrick is as soft as Charmin!
Carter: Let’s just say these hits might have a little more sting to them than any normal match.
’Kashmir’ by Led Zepplin starts playing throughout the arena as , the house lights shut off and green lasers begin to pulse to the rhythm of the guitar…
... as Bishop Church steps out onto the stage with the EWC Television Championship wrapped around his waist. His expression is stoic as he appears on the top of the ramp way. Each step is deliberate and in tune. His silhouette slinks down towards to the ring side area only occasionally highlighted by green light.
Stroup: Standing six feet five inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and fifty-five pounds residing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania making his way down to the ring, one half of N ... S ... F ... W, he is the EWC Television Champion, they call him Bishop Church!!!
Church slowly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. He looks towards the hard camera side and as the song escalates, he raises one fist into the air. The house lights come on as his music fades out to the approval of the crowd.
Aiello: Here comes the reigning Television Champion Bishop Church and he looks ready for a fight.
Bennett: He’s going to have to be on his A game tonight, because this Kendrick Kross is a beady eyed little bastard but he’s quick on his feet.
Carter: Are you hearing yourself? You contradict yourself left and right, Bennett!
Aiello: Needless to say, these two have the potential to blow the roof off this place tonight.
DING DING DING
Bishop Church and Kendrick Kross both circle around the ring getting a feel for one another. Kross entices Church into a tie of strength and after locking in his wrist he quickly takes Church down to the mat with an arm drag. Church lands across his back and pops back up to his feet turning around right into a picture perfect dropkick from Kendrick in the middle of the ring. Kross immediately hooks the legs of Bishop for the cover as the ref hits the mat for the count, 1
but Church tosses Kross over his head at the count of 1.
Aiello: It’s a bit early for covers in the beginning of this matchup here tonight.
Bennett: This isn’t just any regular old single’s match either, this one is for the EWC Television Championship.
Carter: Last time I checked it only takes three seconds to declare yourself the winner, Kross is going to be gunning for those covers here tonight.
Kross makes his way back up to his feet as does Church and the two meet in the middle of the ring throwing right hands. Bishop catches the upper hand and drives his fist deep into the midsection of Kendrick for a solid left haymaker to the body. Church grabs a stunned Kross and drives him down to the mat with a hard hitting gutwrench suplex. Kross arches his back after the impact from the suplex just as Church pops back up to his feet and wraps his arms around the head of Kross for a headlock. Bishop applies the pressure as Kross yells out from the pain and flails his arms around trying to reach for the ropes.
Aiello: Bishop Church doing what he can to wear the much faster Kendrick Kross out and slow down the pace of the match.
Church drags him back to the middle of the ring and slowly takes Kross down to one knee. Kross fires a right hand to the midsection of Church to cause some separation, but Church squeezes even tighter around the head of Kross stopping his attempt. Church wears Kross down to both knees on the mat before finally taking him all the way to the ground. The ref checks the status of Kross, but he shoves the ref off as Church suddenly pops his feet into the air and begins wrenching tighter on the neck of Kross with a handstand headlock.
Aiello: Bishop Church throwing a little style on the headlock with that hand stand, it may look flashy but he is really torquing on the neck of Kendrick Kross.
Carter: He’s going to work on that neck now to soften it up later in the match for that patent Sleeper Hold of his.
Kross starts to fade away before Church drops from the handstand and pulls back on the neck of Kross. In the midst of Church falling from the handstand Kross managed to pop up to his feet while Church still managed to keep the headlock applied. Kross tries to get free and when Church went to pull back on the neck of Kross, he manages to escape the headlock by walking out of it with a handstand of his own backing up to the corner. Church looks stunned in the middle of the ring as Kross lunges forward connecting with a spinning back kick to the face of Church. Church falls back to the mat as Kross quickly hooks his legs for the cover,
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but Church manages to kick out right at the count of two.
Carter: Kross landed that nasty looking spinning back kick directly to the face of Church, but it wasn’t enough to keep the Champ down.
Bennett: It will take a hell of a lot more than that!
Aiello: Kendrick wants to be the EWC Television Champion so bad that I believe he would try just about anything to get the victory tonight.
Kross motions the count of three with the ref before grabbing Church and guiding him back up to his feet. Kross drives a stiff knee into the midsection of Church causing him to buckle over as he charges for the ropes and bounces back as Church quickly grabs him in his arms and tosses him over his head with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Church rolls over and pulls Kross from the ropes before hook a single leg for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross manages to kick out just before the count of two.
Carter: It’s going to take more than that to keep this challenger down Champ, this one is hungry.
Aiello: These two are putting on a clinic here tonight and the fans can’t get enough of it.
Church grabs Kross and pulls him back up to his feet before sending Kross across the ring with an irish whip. Kross bounces back and ducks the clothesline attempt from Church before jumping onto the middle rope and flies back at Church grabbing him by the head and dropping him onto the mat with a springboard reverse ddt. Kross makes his way back up to his feet and over to the nearest corner to gather his thoughts. He watches Church down on the mat as he sits up before rolling over and sitting up to a knee before pushing himself back up to his feet. Kross delivers to quick left jabs to the face of Church to keep him dazed before dropping him on the mat with a snap suplex. Church lands hard against the mat as Kross walks over to a corner and begins to taunt the fans.
Carter: Kross manages to find himself the only one left standing with Church down on the mat.
Aiello: Kendrick Kross is taking it to the Champ and giving it everything that he has.
Church makes it back up to his feet as Kross charges across the ring connecting with a forearm smash to the face. Kross quickly charges for the ropes and bounces back connecting with another forearm smash to the face of Church dropping him to a knee. Kross charges the ropes once again and bounces back looking for another forearm smash, but Church pops up to his feet and snatches Kross before taking him down to the mat with a spinning overhead takedown. Church hooks the legs of Kross for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross kicks out after the count of two. Church makes his way back up to his feet and stands in the corner and patiently waits as Kross staggers back to his own feet.
Aiello: Man these guys are trading control back and forth like it’s about to go out of style.
Bennett: Bishop Church wants to walk out of here STILL the EWC Television Champion. I want him to walk out of here and never come back!
Carter: Well, Kendrick Kross wants to walk out of here the NEW EWC Television Champion, they both can’t get what they want it just doesn’t work like that folks.
Kross stands tall as Church positions himself behind Kross before charging forward and taking Kross down to the mat with a stiff Lariat to the back of the head. Kross grabs ahold of his head out of the pain, but he quickly manages to find his way back on his feet as he is met with another Lariat from Church sending him back down to the mat. Church falls back into a corner and regains his composure as Kross catches his breath down on the mat. Kross starts to stir on the mat and slowly makes his way back up to his feet as Church explodes out of the corner. Kross turns to face Church and out of instinct instantly ducks a Big Boot attempt as Church stumbles against the ropes chest first. Church grabs the top rope by both fist and shakes them before turning right into a Pele Kick from Kross.
Aiello: PELE KICK!, PELE KICK! Kross just connected with the Pele Kick in the middle of the ring.
Bennett: Lights out, son!
Carter: This one is a real nail biter, it has me on the edge of my seat folks.
Kross quickly grabs both legs of Church for the cover,
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but Bishop manages to kick out after the count of two. Kendrick quickly mounts the chest of Church and connects with multiple rights and lefts directly to the face leaving him stunned in the middle of the ring. Kross makes his way over to the ropes and steps through making his way onto the apron. Kross entices the fans to clap along as he grabs the top rope with both hands before jumping up and flying forward connecting with a springboard 450 Splash in the middle of the ring. Kross is positioned for the cover as the ref gets down to make the count,
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but Church manages to kick out before the count of three.
Carter: Bishop Church is showing everybody why he is the EWC Television Champion, not only did he kick out of the Pele Kick, but he just kicked out of that wicked Springboard 450 Splash.
Aiello: Kendrick Kross is pulling out all the stops and Church just won’t stay down for that three count.
Both men slowly make their way back up to their feet before meeting in the middle of the ring. Kross connects with a stiff right hand followed by Church landing one of his own. Kross fires back with two quick left jabs and Church answers with two jabs of his own. Kross lands a stiff back kick to the midsection of Church and charges for the ropes. Kross bounces off the ropes as Church charges forward and drives him into the corner with a shoulder thrust. Church continues to drives his shoulder into the midsection of Kross driving his body against the corner over and over again.
Aiello: Bishop Church is literally driving all the air out of the lungs of Kendrick Kross.
Carter: These two are still going at it strong, but Church has control of this match at the moment.
Church makes his way across the ring as Kross falls against the mat and rolls over to his back. Church stands directly across the ring in the opposing corner before charging forward and jumping over the body of Kross landing on the second rope before pushing himself off and connecting with a second rope body splash. Kross grabs his midsection after the impact as Church rolls him up for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,
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but Kross manages to kick out before the count of three.
Carter: We hardly ever see Bishop Church take to the ropes, but that springboard body splash looked beautiful.
Bennett: I’m surprised he didn't hurt himself with that "high risk" maneuver.
Aiello: I’m telling you Kendrick Kross is not leaving without the EWC Television Championship.
Church pulls himself back up to his feet and stands in the corner and motions for Kross to stand back up to his feet. Kross manages to pull himself back up to a knee and than grabs the top rope pulling himself back up to his feet. Church pulls down his left knee pad before charging forward and connecting with the Running Knee Strike directly to the temple of Kross.
Kross drops to the mat in a heap as Church looks on out into the crowd. Church snaps out of it before grabbing Kross and locking in a Sleeper Hold. Kross immediately returns back to life trying to fight out of the sleeper hold. The more Kross fights the deeper Church is able to sink the hold in. The more Kross fights the faster he begins to slip away. Church keeps applying the pressure as Kross’s arm and body fall limp. The ref grabs an arm of Kross and holds it into the air. The ref releases Kross’s arm as it falls back to the mat. The ref raises his arm into the air for a second time and releases as it falls to the mat for a second time. The ref raises Kross’s arm into the air for the third time and releases as it falls back to the mat, but Kendrick manages to stop it before it hits the mat breaking the count.
Carter: I thought for sure Bishop Church was about to pick up the victory but Kross just won’t give up here tonight.
Bennett: He's too stupid to know when to quit!
Aiello: I still can’t believe Kross managed to escape The Sleeper Hold from Church.
Kendrick starts to fight back driving his elbows into the midsection of Church causing him to loosen his hold. Kross manages to work his way back up to a knee and continues with the shots to the ribs of Church making his way back up to his feet. Kross slips out of the sleeper hold before quickly grabbing Church and taking him down to the mat with the Rack of Ribs. Church staggers back up to his feet and turns around right into a stiff Pele Kick from Kross taking him back down to the mat landing on his back. Kross makes his way back up to a knee as Church starts to stir.
Carter: Kendrick Kross is gaining momentum here folks after the Rack of Ribs and that Pele Kick.
Bennett: Kross ain't gonna do a damn thing from here on out.
Aiello: If he manages to let this opportunity slip through his fingers there’s no telling when he’ll get another shot at the EWC Television Championship.
Church rolls over to his stomach and pushes himself off the mat with his arms as Kross charges for the ropes and bounces back driving Church face first into the mat with The Tramp Stamp. Kross falls back against the ropes as Church bounces off the mat and rolls over onto his back. Kross looks as Church down on the mat and than at the top rope before looking back down at Church. Kross makes his way through the ropes and onto the apron before quickly climbing to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. Kross looks down at Church before leaping through the air and driving his feet into his chest with the Post Mortem. Kross hooks the legs of Church for the cover as the ref makes the count.
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DING DING DING
Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of this match via Pinfall... and the NEEEEEW EWC Television Champion! Kendriiiiick Kroooooss!A stagehand grabs the title and walks it over to the ring before handing it over to the ref. The ref grabs the title and presents it to Kendrick Kross as he grabs the title and raises it over his head. The ref grabs his other wrist and raises it into the air declaring the winner.
Aiello: These two went to war and we have ourselves a brand new EWC Television Champion!
Bennett: I can't believe that soft son-of-a-bitch did it!
Carter: That was a clear victory after a hard fought battle, spread the news folks, there’s a new Champion in town.
Kross continues celebrating in the ring as we move to a commercial.
SINGLES MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
VANNAH WHITE
VS AMIS SHELTON
Aiello: Just before the break, we saw Kendrick Kross end Bishop Church's reign as the Television Champion... and the action doesn't end there, folks. There's so much more ahead of us tonight. Right now we will determine the for Kendrick Kross on next week’s BRAWL. Vannah White, plucky upstart, takes on the red hot Amis Shelton for a shot at the Television title!
Bennett: I subscribed to Vannah’s new YouTube channel the other day.
Carter: Isn’t it swell?
Bennett: I told her to eat shit.
Aiello: Real professional, Steve. Anyway, these two have a major chance and you don’t want to jinx it but Night of Champions is just around the corner!
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall and will determine the number one contender for the EWC Television Championship…
YOUNG RENEGADE!
The crowd erupt into a chorus of loud cheers as Hollywood Undead's 'Renegade' begins to play on the speakers.
Stroup: First, He is from Springfield, Illinois and weighs in tonight at 200lbs.. 'The Renegade'.... AMIS.... SHEEEEELLLLTTOOOOOON!
Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain with his arms outstretched as he embraces the reception from the crowd. Amis scouts the entire arena with a smile. Nodding his head, he proceeds down the ramp
Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more cheers from the fans. Amis looks out to the crowd once more before climbing off the turnbuckle and warming up on the spot.
The arena falls to complete darkness as ''Shooting Stars'' by Bag Raiders begins to play. Flashing blue and pink strobe lights cut through darkened arena as the camera pans to several fans who are cheering wildly. From the tunnel, Vannah White steps out with her I-Phone in hand.
Stroup: And his opponent: from Los Angeles, California, Vannah White!!
At the top of the stage she raises her cellphone and records the crowd whom are cheering her on. Smiling a mile wide she paces down the ring ramp with the camera pointed at her, as she talks to her fans while live streaming. Upon reaching ring side she heads to a nearby section of the barricade, holds the camera high up in the air and poses with a few lucky fans with front row tickets and shouts out...
Vannah: 'This is for you guys!'
After saying her goodbyes to the fans live and the one's watching her live stream at home she slips under the bottom rope and quickly skips up to her feet. Before she hands the referee her cellphone she strikes one last pose and takes a selfie. After handing the phone over she takes refuge in the corner of the turnbuckle and nervously waits for the ring of the bell.
DING DING DING
Shelton and Vannah stand across from each other. Shelton looks over at Vannah with a fire in his eyes, knowing his opponent is less-experienced. Vannah, having grown in confidence lately, takes a step forward towards Shelton. Shelton walks up to Vannah and the two lock up. Shelton uses his strength advantage to back Vannah up into the ropes. The referee asks for a break and Shelton complies, backing away from Vannah. As Amis re-approaches Vannah, she brings him down with an arm drag, keeps ahold of the wrist, and flips over into a quick cover. 1
Shelton kicks out before two.
Aiello: Vannah with surprising quickness there.
Carter: I agree. Amis Shelton is regarded as one of the greatest wrestling technicians in the world with exceptional ring awareness. She caught him by surprise there.
Shelton gets up to his feet and grabs Vannah and drives her into the mat with a lifting single undertook DDT! He rolls her over for a cover.
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Kickout by Vannah.
Shelton stays on the offensive. Not even getting to his feet, he grabs her arm and puts her into a Fujiwara armbar. Vannah lets out a yelp as the referee checks for a submission. She shakes her head “no” as Shelton clamps down.
Aiello: Vannah is in trouble here.
Carter: There’s some of that technical ability we spoke about.
Bennett: I’m bored!
Continuing to refuse to give up, Vannah causes Shelton to change course. Shelton gets up to his feet, still clutching onto Vannah's wrist. He pulls her up to her knees and stomps her rib cage. He delivers a second stomp, Vannah cringing in pain. He releases her arm and delivers a sharp kick to her rib cage, rolling her over onto her back he drops into a cover.
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Vannah kicks out.
Aiello: Amis is doing exactly what he promised. He is putting Vannah through a wrestling clinic right here.
Carter: Vannah knows that but look at the fortitude she is exhibiting by taking everything Amis Shelton is dishing out and still staying in the game. That’s what endears her to her fans.
Bennett: Her fans are stupid little girls. Who cares what they think?
Carter: According to our merchandise numbers, quite a lot.
Amis yanks her up to her feet by her arm and begins to slowly wrench down on that arm. It’s like a bullseye to him at this point and he’s not letting go. He drives the point of his elbow into her own elbow. It drives her down to a knee and she facial expressions shown a possible unbearable amount of pain. But even then, she pumps her other hand into the air, balling up into a fist, to absorb any energy her fans will give her. Amis bends her arm backwards and she goes backwards. The crowd reaches a fever point as she suddenly kips up and sweeps Amis off his feet with her good arm. She manages to flip over into a jackknife pin but can only grab one leg!
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But the surprise was good for a two count!
Both competitors are on their feet now. Amis goes for a clothesline but Vannah ducks under! She bounces off the ropes and Amis looks to back body drop her high into the air. Vannah has it scouted and she leaps over Amis bent over frame and pulls him down executing a beautiful sunset flip! Amis shoulders are down!
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Amis rolls away and almost out of frustration, he superkicks a seated Vannah in the face! The crowd gasps at the impact of his kick!
He covers!
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Vannah is still in this fight!
Aiello: Amis Shelton put some extra mustard on that superkick! Vannah White nearly caught him and he is starting to show that aggression that made him a undisputed title contender!
Bennett: Good. Maybe SOMEBODY starts beating the piss out of someone here!
Carter: Vannah and Amis are pulling out all of the stops for this shot at the television championship! A lot of the line and this is starting to get serious!
Amis drags her up to her feet and just shoves her into the turnbuckle corner. Shelton begins to lay into Vannah with a couple of forearm smashes. He front facelocks her and lifts her up with ease. He steps onto the first ropes but Vannah kicks at him. He drops back on the mat and Vannah locks on her face lock. She comes off the turnbuckle, Amis going along for the ride! Spinning around, she goes for that Tornado DDT that wowed the crowd versus David Scott!
Amis has it scouted and stops her momentum in mid air. But much to everyone’s shock, Vannah grapevines her legs around Amis body and has a guillotine choke on the Renegade!
Aiello: Holy moly! Vannah pulls out a trick and it’s a doozy! She’s gonna choke the former FSW champion out!
Bennett: She can choke herself out while she’s at it!
Carter: Every week, Vannah impresses, win or lose! She may have not hit that tornado DDT but look at Amis. His face is turning red!!
With all her might, Vannah torques down on the guillotine. Her legs are locked together. With a resounding thud, Amis knee hits the mat. His arms reach for the ropes but they are nowhere close. Vannah wrenches and wrenches on the guillotine letting out a nearly primal yell. Like the prey of a boa constrictor, the light in Amis’ eyes begins to fade. The crowd begins to try to will Amis on but its split. They also pull for Vannah! There is conflict in the masses and they duel with their chants!
Let’s go Amis!
Let’s go Vannah!
Let’s go Amis!
Let’s go Vannah!
Both fighters try to feed off that energy. In a last gasp, Shelton lunges forward into the turnbuckle and Vannah’s lower back smashes into a pad that barely conceals that metal bolt! The hold is relinquished and the referee sees that both competitors lay on the mat sucking air. He begins to count them out.
Aiello: The fans have been treated to a clinic, yes. But they’ve also seen the lengths that Vannah will do to stay in this bout! Amis, too! And now both competitors are seconds away from being counted out.
Bennett: Good. Then no one wins.
Carter: What a ridiculous statement. No one in this arena wants that!
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Amis is on the apron right now, holding his neck gingerly. Vannah is on her hands and knees. She crawls to the middle of the ring but is having trouble getting up. Her arm is in immense pain and there is mostly a sharp pain in her low back now.
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Amis is to one knee. He sees Vannah just starting to come to. Maybe there is an opportunity.
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The referee waives off the ten count as he sees Vannah stumble to her feet. And just out of the corner, Amis as well. What referee Paul Turner didn’t expect is Amis to springboard off the top rope and with a laser point precision, missile dropkick Vannah White!
Vannah hits the mat and Amis signals for the end! The Dream Eater. It’s wiped out Morgan Darkwarter and AJ Johnson and here he goes again with it! Here comes the roundhouse kick!!
Vannah ducks! Amis is all turned around!!!
She rolls the Renegade up!
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Amis before that last fatal second, latches onto her arm and drags her down to the mat with the Clutch of Amis!
Vannah reaches out for the ropes but she is in the middle of the ring! No escape! Vannah taps on the match and submits!
DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via submission and new number one contender for the Television Championship, Amiiiiis Sheeeeeltoooon!!
Amis releases the hold as soon as the bell rings and gets to his feet. His hand gets raised in victory. Vannah looks seemingly dejected that someone countered her counter in this very close encounter.
Aiello: Amis Shelton gets the nod for the Television Title shot!
Bennett: Good! Now we can watch him beat that toilet-paper quality Kendrick Kross next week!
Carter: When we return... Mike McGuire of NSFW makes her singles debut against Nick James!
SINGLES MATCH
NICK JAMES
VS MIKE MCGUIRE
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! We have seen Kendrick Kross and Amis Shelton win tonight, setting up what will be an epic clash next week in Oklahoma City!
Carter: It has not been a good night for NSFW, so far.
Aiello: But now, let’s see how NSFW’s other half fares in her singles debut here on Monday Night BRAWL. Mike McGuire has racked up the W's against tag teams galore but has never been in a solo contest here. Nick James is her opposition and well, he’s one tough brawler. While he came up short against Kendrick Kross last week, he has also defeated Grizzly Duggan which is no easy feat.
Bennett: I have been asked by EWC management to be more professional. Mike McGuire is an employee here and I promise I will pay attention and do my job.
Carter: You alright, buddy?
Bennett: I will call this match with my utmost ability.
Carter: "You SOB's?"
Stroup: Introducing first….hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing 250 pounds…. NICK JAMES!
The beginning of "Get Up" by Skrillex ft Korn begins to play as electricity animates through the light boards around the arena. As it returns to the main screen, JAMES appears on the screen as the drop in the song hits.
"I, am clearly broken and no one knows what to do"
James appears from behind the curtains as the lyrics begin. He has a hoodie covering his face. He stops at the top of the ramp.
"Times are looking grim these days..Holding on to everything, It's hard to draw the line"
He turns around as the drop hits and red lights start to flash throughout the arena
"SHUT THE FUCK UP GET UPPP"
The wobble from Skrillex hits and he turns around, removing the hoodie and walking down to the ring.
James ignores the crowd as he slides into the ring.
The house lights go dark. The Tron shows a close up of Mike's eyes, her fingers streaking lines of black under them as Patrick Stump's voice cries out 'Put on your War Paint!' This image fades out as 'The Phoenix' continues, and is replaced with a pulsing 'Mike McGuire' as orange lasers pulse through the entryway in a counterpoint to her partner's green ones. Mike appears silhouetted in them, raising a fist.
Stroup: And his opponent, from the Bronx, New York, representing NSFW, this is Mike McGuire!
Pyros hit as the song continues and the house lights raise. Mike takes off down the ramp in a burst of energy, tapping fists with the NSFW fans, and baseball slides into the ring.
Before the bell can ring, Mike dips to the outside and retrieves a cooler with a red bow tied around it. She walks over to Bennett at the announcer’s table and plops it down in front of him. It has a tag on it that reads: To Bennett, I’m Sorry.
Bennett: For me?
Aiello: See, let bygones be bygones, that’s what I say.
Carter: Certainly. Look at James in that ring! He’s pacing like a bull!
Mike rolls into the ring while Bennett eyes his present with wide eyed intent.
DING DING DING
If one thought that would stop them, however, they would be sorely mistaken- even in a heap on the floor mats, the brawling combatants continue to slug, kick, and knee each other in the gut.
Aiello: This isn’t a wrestling match, it’s a damn bar fight!
Bennett: Fine by me. Maybe that McGuire broad isn’t so bad after all.
Carter: ...is that cooler full of Coors Light?
Bennett: Damn right it is! Shit’s fucking warm, but I ain’t gonna bitch about that. Free beer is free beer, son. And nuh-uh, before you ask, you can’t have any.
The referee starts his ten-count.
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Mike and Nick continue to brawl, the trading of blows only ending when Nick James drives his knee, likely as hard as he can, into Mike’s midsection, lifting her up and eyeing the steel ring steps with wicked intent. He goes to throw her face first into them…
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But no! McGuire manages to get her foot out, catching herself and then using her momentum to seize James by the shirt, grip onto his hair, and begin smashing HIS face into the steel repeatedly! She doesn’t stop until her opponent’s nose is trickling blood. Taking advantage of James’ dazed state, Mike scrambles onto the ring apron, getting a running start and leaping into a senton!
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Unfortunately, though, Nick manages to come to his senses just in time to grab McGuire out of the air, grinning devilishly before slamming her back first into the ring apron!
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Aiello: James rolls McGuire into the ring to break up the ten count.
Carter: That was uncalled for!
Bennett: Oh, grow a pair, son, that’s what happens in a damn fight. I’m just gonna keep drinking my damn beer and enjoying it.
Nick covers Mike for the pin.
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No! Mike kicks out with authority, rolling away and giving Nick James the finger! She pays for her disrespect, though, as Nick grabs her by the offending hand and yanks her into a brutal short-arm clothesline, slamming her to the mat. But he doesn’t release her hand: instead, he yanks her up only to clothesline her again, and then repeats it once more before pinning her one more time.
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But Mike STILL kicks out!
Bennett: Now, that’s the kind of defiance I like to see in a damn fighter!
Carter: Just last week you were calling her a soulless ginger! Among other things.
Bennett: That’s before she bought me all this free beer. Now shut your mo-- AUUUGH!
Bennett flails as the beer he just opened reveals itself to be vigorously shaken beforehand, spraying its lukewarm contents all over him. Aiello shakes his head while Carter can barely stifle a laugh.
Bennett: GODDAMN REDHEADED SON OF A BITCH! SHE DID THAT ON FUCKING PURPOSE!
Nick audibly swears and yanks Mike up by the arm again, Irish whipping her none too gently into the ropes, following up with a nasty clothesline only to whip her back to the other side. With a speed belying his size, James charges like a freight train, but runs right into Mike’s boot!
Taking advantage, perhaps in a state of desperation, Mike jumps up onto the second rope, launching herself into a crossbody, but her attempt is ill advised- again, Nick catches her, popping her into a brutal front powerslam that shakes the whole ring!
Aiello: Nick James showing absolute dominance here. McGuire is fighting valiantly but she keeps running into trouble.
Carter: If she doesn’t think of some way to capitalize soon, James is going to get her to a point where even she can’t kick out.
Bennett is sitting soggy and sulky, arms folded. Coors Light is still dripping from his nose.
Bennett: ...good.
James doesn’t waste any time. He clambers up to the top turnbuckle to a chorus of boos from the crowd, flies into a Frog Splash…
And smacks belly first into the canvas as Mike rolls out of the way! The Mad Legend is left gasping for air as the wind is forcefully knocked out of him, and he rolls a bit in pain, holding his sides. Mike stirs, crawling for the ropes, the crowd getting behind her with a thunderous chant!
NS!
FW!
NS!
FW!
Fueled on by this, Mike uses the ropes to yank herself to her feet, but Nick is stirring as well! The New Yorker turns and they lurch towards each other, once again beginning to throw an unrelenting volley of punches at each other. For a moment, it seems that we’ve gone right back to where we started, but then, Mike grins wryly.
Mike: Lights out, motherfucker!
Without giving him another second, Mike grabs ahold of the collar of Nick’s t-shirt, yanking it over the Canadian’s head, giving him a couple socks in the face before twisting into a brutal Rubbernecker!
Carter: Beautiful! I haven’t seen a neckbreaker that since Hon--
Bennett: Shut up. Nobody cares.
Mike floats over, hooking James’ leg and holding on for all she’s worth.
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No! Nick James isn’t through yet, it seems, as he kicks loose from the pin. Mike rolls off, and James groggily sits up, trying to untangle himself from his shirt. He manages it, but not before Mike scrambles to her feet and darts behind him, locking in the SLAG!
Nick screeches in pain as McGuire grips hard on his nerve cluster, squirming and trying to slip out, but her grasp is in tight. Finally he flails back, dragging his nails hard into Mike’s face. She jumps back, clutching at her raked eyes, giving James an opportunity to straighten his shirt and get to his feet, slamming his knee into the smaller brawler’s gut before swinging her into the ropes.
At least, he tries to. Mike manages to dig deep and reverse the whip, sending James bouncing off the ropes. As he comes flying at her, Mike grits her teeth and grabs him, hitting a fairly sloppy but still effective belly to belly suplex!
Aiello: Can you believe that?
Carter: Amazing! It wasn’t pretty, but the fact that McGuire was able to overcome a distinct size and weight advantage to pull off a move like that is something even YOU have to admit is impressive, Bennett!
Bennett: I don’t got to admit shit.
James rolls away from the impact. Mike eyes him the way a hungry badger eyes a wounded cobra, a vicious grin on her face. She taps the ‘KF6’ sharpied onto her taped right hand, and the crowd gets to their feet, anticipating what’s coming.
James slowly pulls himself up. His stance is wobbly and he seems out of it. McGuire kisses her knuckles and hauls back…
...but it’s a feint! Nick grabs Mike’s right and whips her into the ropes, catching her on the rebound and launching her into a devastating Pop-Up Powerbomb!
POW! Mike's fist crashes with astounding force right between Nick James’ eyes as she is on top of his shoulders. James collapses with her on top. The referee counts the pinfall!
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DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, MIKE MCGUIRE!
The crowd is on their feet, cheering their heads off and chanting NS! FW! as Josh Daniels raises Mike’s hand up in victory. Mike grins to them, pointing at a couple fans wearing NSFW t-shirts as well as giving a coy wave to a still sulking and grumpy Bennett.
Aiello: What a singles debut for Mike McGuire! NSFW's night isn't a complete loss! What do you think, Steve?... Steve?
Carter: I think he took off for awhile. We will be right back after this commercial while we look for Steve!
The camera cuts backstage to the locker room of the Southern Belle. Dimly, the fans in attendance can be heard cheering for Natalie Young as she finishes lacing up one of her boots. It's as she's transitioning to the other that she looks up and notices the camera; while she does nod to it in greeting, the focused and almost grim expression doesn't leave her face. An inhale and she begins to speak, tone direct in its displeasure.
Young: You know, I should know better than to be bothered at being called a coward by a charlatan of a champion whose belly is yellower than the sun... but if I'm being honest? It still got under my craw. I mean, how many times has Luke Wolfe stood in the middle of the ring and insulted people when they weren't in attendance--but yet the moment anyone else does it, it's only due to lacking courage?
The blond comes dangerously close to scoffing for a moment there before instead letting out a belabored sigh.
Young: Hypocrisy, thy name is Luke.
A shake of her head.
Young: I'm not remotely surprised at you once again throwing stones for things you've done yourself, though. I mean, even when faced with thousands of people calling you on your bullcrap, you still like to act like you're blameless no matter the mountains of evidence that shows otherwise. But we're supposed to ignore that, right? Smile and nod and enable you because that's all you view the world around you as being--an echo chamber to validate you and protect you from being held accountable for your actions.
The Southern Belle smiles faintly, but it is utterly bereft of humor.
Young: I'd say it's a shame that your denial can't protect you, but I think you've been given ample opportunity to actually change rather than to talk the talk about a walk you're not strong enough to walk. You can deny reality all you want and try to lie about your actions like the coward you are, Luke--but the world sees through you. I see through you... and since you've proven to be unworthy of the Undisputed Championship?
Using the belt's proper name... ah, that must be music to the ears of the vast majority of the EWC. What the blond says next only adds to the melody, especially to the BRAWL fans in attendance.
Young: I'm going to relieve it of your presence once and for all, giving it the respect it deserves... and that you never have.
And with that, the Southern Belle returns to her match preparations--the camera cutting away.
X-DIVISION RULES FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
HAPPY
VS ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS YOUNG SINATRA
Aiello: That match tonight is sure to be a match of the year candidate! Speaking of great matches, how about what we just saw? Mike McGuire and Nick James just pushed each other to their limits in that last match, and I have a feeling the same will occur in this next match.
Bennett: Thank God we don't have to put with anymore of that nonsense from that loser Mike McGuire.
Carter: This will be an X-Division Rules match, so I expect this to be a hard hitting affair.
Pyros hit, lights flash red and black and "Ain't no Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play as fans begin to cheer and jeer and Happy drives out from the back on his custom Harley. He stops atop the stage and looks out to the crowd both left and right and revs his engine before his ride towards the ring. He's wearing blacked out custom Oakley's, his 'Crimson Demons' leather cut, no shirt underneath and black Jean's with white shoes.
Stroup: Making his way to the ring. Fighting out of Oakham Massachusetts, standing 6'2" and weighing 245, HAPPY!
He steps off of his Harley putting his glasses down on it and then taking his Cut and laying it onto the seat of the bike before sliding into the ring. Once inside Happy wears a menacing smile as he rolls his fists waiting for the match to begin.
Aiello: Happy with a big debut win over Emma Louise last week, looking to keep the momentum going.
Bennett: I hope he ran over Mike McGuire backstage on his way to the ring.
Carter: Happy seems right at home in the X-Division.
Stroup: Introducing; hailing from London, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 217 pounds... Young, SINATRA.
As the calming classical compositional aspects of Fleshgod Apocalypses "The Violation" crescendos upwards, a burst of fast, heavily distorted guitars and blast beaten drums pour from the arenas PA system and casecades out unto the audience. Smoke has already filled the top of the entrance ramp during the more calming opening moment of the theme music. As the song errupts, a kneeling Young Sinatra can be seen jetting upwardly, both arms extended outwardly, as if to soak in the raining boos that the crowd happily lets out. Slowly, but surely, Sinatra performs a little spin atop the ramp, as if the crowd were cheering rather than jeering. A concieted and angering smirk wisps intself onto his face as he casually walks down the ramp, both arms still extended. As he reaches the ring, Sinatra notices a younger member of the audience with their hand out, looking for a high five. He walks over to them and goes to give the fan a high five, but quickly retracts his arm, running his hand through his wetted hair instead, and flicking the beads of liquid out onto the crowd, much to the dismay of the child. He turns to face the camera, giving a little wink and gun-motion with his right hand. Turning his attention to the ring itself, he does a brisk run, sliding onto the ring apron while clutching the middle rope. He hoists himself up, as he latches one arm onto the top rope while facing the ring. He proceeds to whip himself around, latching his other arm on as well, leaning backwards as he faces the crowd, much akin to classic Chris Jericho. The smug and arrogant smirk remains on his face as he looks out and among the crowd. He finally, much to the relief of the crowd, enters the ring through the middle rope, but not without being unneededly cautious. "The Violation" begins to fade out.
Aiello: Young Sinatra is another X-Division member that does not use weapons.
Carter: It did not pan out for David Miller Scott when he took that approach for the X-Division Title, maybe Young Sinatra will have better luck.
Bennett: And maybe people who sign up for the X-Division should use weapons? But what do I know? I just work here sometimes.
Stroup: And their opponent...weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Hollywood, CA …. ANTHONY GRUNGE!
"In the City: by The Eagles plays on the PA. system. Anthony Grunge walks down to the ring with his Singapore cane, smiling and waving to the crowd. He's wearing a white t-shirt that says "No Frills" and white short tights.
Aiello: Grunge means business today, he came ready with his father’s Singapore Cane.
Carter: One of the longest tenured EWC competitors on the roster, he will be looking to show Happy and Young Sinatra why he has been here for years.
DING DING DING
Happy charges at Young Sinatra, but Sinatra takes Happy down with a Deep Arm Drag. He goes to grab Happy when Grunge comes from behind, driving his father’s Singapore Cane down onto the back of Sinatra. Sinatra grabs his back, standing up straight. Grunge then slams the cane into the back of Sinatra’s leg. Grunge is about to swing again, but comes out of the corner, driving his shoulder through Grunge with a Spear. Happy is quick to his feet. He turns and kicks an approaching Sinatra in the gut, followed by Back Kick, and finished off with a Stunner. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…1
2...broken up by Grunge
Carter: Grunge is putting that Cane to work in the early going here.
Grunge starts choking Happy with the Singapore Cane. He releases his grip, kicking Happy out of the ring. He turns his attention to Sinatra, but Sinatra beats him to the punch with a Running Sitdown Single Knee Facebuster. Sinatra goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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2...Happy grabs Sinatra’s leg, dragging him outside.
Happy slides into the ring, where he is met with a Superkick by Grunge. Grunge goes for the pin...the ref counts…
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2...Sinatra breaks it up with a Double Axe Handle
Aiello: Some fast paced action here. Each one if getting their shots, but no one can seemingly get the advantage in their favor.
Sinatra quickly grabs Grunge head from behind, dragging him to his feet, then lifting and driving him to the mat with an Inverted 1916. He senses Happy coming up behind him, so he sprints to the ropes, hops on then off with a Springboard Back Elbow, but Happy ducks under. Happy goes for a hard right, but Sinatra hits him with Front Dropkick first, sending Happy into the corner. As Happy staggers out, Young Sinatra grabs the head of Happy, then putting on a show for the fans as he drives Happy down with Sliced Bread #2. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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...broken up by Grunge
Grunge drops an Elbow on the back of Young Sinatra. As Sinatra gets to his feet, and turns, Grunge connects with a High Knee. Young Sinatra falls into the corner. Grunge charges, leaps, and gets a positive reaction from the fans with a Bronco Buster. He turns to see Happy charging, preventing Happy’s attack with a Hurricanrana sending Happy leaning between the second and third ropes. Grunge sprints to the opposite ropes, bounces off, heading back to Happy, he leaps, grabbing the ropes, slingshotting around, connecting with the 619. As Grunge stands on the apron, looking down on Happy, he sees movement from the corner of his eye. He looks up to see Young Sinatra coming down with a Springboard Leg Lariat down onto the outside.
Aiello: What an Impact! Young Sinatra might have just turned the tide to his side.
Carter: Even without the use of weapons, he is still very dangerous.
Young Sinatra slides into the ring, quickly grabbing Happy, setting him up for No Stars over Bethlehem, but Happy counters with a few hard shots, creating some space. Happy quickly leaps, taking Young Sinatra down with a RKO. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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...kickout by Young Sinatra.
Happy quickly hops to his feet, he sprints to the ropes, hops on then off, and crashes down onto Sinatra with a Springboard Moonsault. He heads to the corner, hops onto the top turnbuckle, sets himself, leaps, and connects with Eat This. He goes for the cover...the ref counts…
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NO...Grunge breaks it up with a chair shot.
Aiello: Grunge saves that match. Happy almost had him there.
Bennett: I almost joined their MC, but I came to work here instead.
Carter: Can you go an hour without bullshitting?
Happy grabs the back of his head, rolling off off Sinatra. Grunge slams the chair down onto the midsection of Sinatra, giving Happy the window to punish Grunge with No Control. Instead of going for a pin, Happy grabs the chair. He slams the chair down on the right knee of Grunge, b, brings it back up behind his head, and slamming it down on the knee again, then again, and again. Happy spins, and drives the chair into the head of the incoming Sinatra.
As Happy smiles at the hurting Sinatra, Grunge grabs his head from behind, and brings him to the mat with a Neckbreaker. Grunge makes his way the corner, then to the top turnbuckle. Grunge gets set, leaps, going for a 5 Star Frog Splash, but Happy gets the chair up with his knees, and Grunge suffers more damage as he crashes down. Happy then locks in Happy Place. Grunge is trying to fight the pain, he tries inching his way to the ropes, but his concentration is broken by the pain induced by the submission move. Finally Grunge has no choice but to tap out or risk injury.
DING DING DING
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….HAPPY!Aiello: Happy with another big win here to start his EWC career.
Bennett: Happy gets the Happy Ending.
Carter: My loathing toward you knows no bounds. And Happy seems to have no limit for pain, as he seems to enjoy receiving it as much as giving it, which makes his a big threat in this X-Division.
Aiello: That was a brutal battle, and I have a feeling that trend will continue as Dominic Sanders defends the International Title against Griffin Hawkins again. This time in a Last Man Standing Match.
Bennett: With Victor Price as special guest referee... so you know Griffin Hawkins is going to lose.
Carter: How do they correlate?
Before Bennett could answer, we fade to commercial.
EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: VICTOR PRICE
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS DOMINIC SANDERS
Aiello: The nonstop action continues with the International Title Match next.
Bennett: Victor Price in the guest referee so I hope they charged extra for tickets.
Carter: With or without Price, these two have been putting on amazing matches over the last month. I am sure this will be no different.
Stroup: Entering the ring right now, from Windsor Ontario Canada....put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!
The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made in Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.
He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.
After he gets in the ring, he waits for his opponent
Aiello: Griffin Hawkins gets another shot at the title he covets. He is not letting the previous losses deter him. He is as talented as they come in that ring, and he knows he has the skills to take that title for Dominic Sanders.
Bennett: A legend in his own mind. Too bad this is the real world, not some music video, so his legendary status has dropped to warm up act.
Carter: Griffin Hawkins has a legendary Television Title reign, he is hoping tonight marks the start of an epic International Title reign.
The lights dim in the arena as the instrumental version of "Phenomenal" by Eminem cues and begins to play throughout the stadium. Once the beginning first few seconds of the song clear and the first chord hits at the eight second mark, "SANDERS" appears on the video board on cue.
Stroup: From Aledo, Texas. Weighing in at 285 pounds. He is the Extreme Wrestling Corporation International Champion... Dominic Sanders!
The crowd reacts with both cheers and boos as Dominic Sanders steps out from the back, the International Championship fastened tightly around his waist. Gil Griffin follows behind him grinning like an idiot. Sanders looks out over the mixed crowd and shakes his head. The two men walk to the ring and Dominic slides under the bottom rope. Gil remains on the outside of the ring, making jokes and laughing with some of the fans who have come to adore him. Sanders walks over to the corner and steps up onto the second turnbuckle. He unfastens the championship belt and raises it high in the air, inciting another mixed reaction. He descends the turnbuckle and hands the belt over the top rope to the timekeeper. Sanders then walks around the ring, getting prepared for his match as his music fades out.
Aiello: Dominic Sanders has had Griffin Hawkin's number thus far, and he will look to continue that trend.
Bennett: I would bet your house on it Joe.
Carter: Dominic Sanders wants to be the franchise of EWC, if he keeps his winning ways through Night of Champions, he might officially become the franchise.
DING DING DING
Griffin charges before the bell even rings, so when Sanders turns Griffin is in the air, wrapping his legs around Sander’s head, but Sanders is still ready for him, grabs him by the back, and tosses him over the ropes. Griffin crashes down on the outside. Sanders then sprints to the opposite ropes, bounces off, heading back toward Griffin, Sanders dives through the ropes and connects with a Suicide Dive. Victor Price yells at Sanders to bring the action into the ring as Sanders gets to his feet. Sanders ignores the wishes of Price, bringing Griffin to his feet, then slamming Griffin’s head into the apron repeatedly. Sanders then thrusts his hand around the throat of Griffin, setting him up for a Chokeslam, but Griffin connects with a few hard elbows, creating some space. Griffin leaps, grabbing the back of Sanders head, then driving him down with a Codebreaker. Griffin listens to Victor Price advising him to bring the action to the ring, dragging Sanders toward the ring. As they get close, Griffin sends Sanders into the ringpost with an Irish Whip. Griffin wastes no time dragging Sanders back to his feet, then whipping him into the steel steps. Sanders is leaning up, Griffin charges, he goes for the Kinshasha but Sanders rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Griffin to crash into then over the steps. Aiello: WOW! Look at the intensity these two have to start this match.
Bennett: Hopefully Sanders ends this Rock opera for good.
Carter: That doesn’t even make sense.
Sanders makes his way to the ring, instead of rolling in, he reaches under the ring, dragging out a table, which he slides into the ring. He reaches down again, this time procuring a Stop Sign. He gives a devilish smirk as he turns to make his way to Griffin. But Griffin comes out of nowhere by leaping off the steps, driving Sanders hard on the outside floor with a Slingblade. Price starts his count…
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Sanders begins to push himself up with by the steps. Griffin comes over, grabbing him and bringing him to his feet, but as they do, Sanders pokes Griffin in the eyes, then quickly drives his knee into the gut of Griffin, finally lifting Griffin, and bringing him down with an Atomic Drop. Griffin is dealing with the impact, Sanders charges and strikes with a devastating Clothesline from Hell. Price starts counting as Sanders slides into the ring to set up the table.
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Griffin begins to get to his feet.
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7...Griffin gets to his feet, then slides in the ring.
Aiello: These two are really taking it to each other. This match could still go either way.
Bennett: Yeah. Sanders could win and go up the ramp or win and go through the crowd, either way.
Carter: These two superstars are once again putting on a Showstopper match. You can cut the electricity with a knife.
Sanders, finished with the table, is ready for him. They do a little trash talking nose to nose until Sanders comes with a Haymaker. Griffin ducks it, kicks Sanders in the gut, then takes him down with Number One Stunner. Price begins counting again…
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Sanders begins to get to his feet, Griffin comes off the top rope, going for a Cross Body Block, but Sanders catches him, spins, and drives him down with a Powerslam. Sanders grabs the hair of Griffin bringing him to his feet along with him. He wraps his arm around the neck, then grabs Griffin’s leg, then sends Griffin crashing through the table with Funky Town. As Price begins counting, Sanders slides back to the outside.
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9 Griffin pulls himself up by his feet.
Aiello: Griffin may come to regret that aerial assault attempt.
Bennett: Like he should regret that hair style.
Carter: The stakes are high, I don't blame Griffin Hawkins for wanting to make sure he has done enough to keep Sanders down for the 10 count.
Meanwhile SanderS tossed a chair and the Stop Sign into the ring, followed by another table. He slides the table into the ring as Griffin gets to his feet. Sanders slides into the ring, charges at Griffin, but Griffin turns in time to duck a Big Boot. Sanders turns right Griffin stepping into him ,wrapping him up then sending him hard to the corner with a Master Exploder Suplex. Griffin then goes to set up the table as Price counts….
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7..Sanders begins pulling himself up with the ropes….
Griffin brings Sanders to his feet, connecting with a few hard rights, then a kick to the gut. Griffin sets him up in Reverse DDT position, lifts, then drives Sanders to the mat with Sunday Bloody Sunday. Price starts to count as Griffin takes a second to catch his breath.
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Griffin grabs Sanders, bringing him to his feet then dragging him over to the table. He connects with a few hard rights to the head of Sanders, then slams his head down into the table a few times. He rolls Sanders onto the table then jets to the corner. He quickly hops on the top turnbuckle, gets himself set, he leaps, crashing down onto the table with Holy Diver, but Sanders rolled off at the last second. Both men are down as the Price starts the count….
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Aiello: That may backfire on Sanders there. He might have got the 10 count if he let Griffin be.
Bennett: He is doing everyone a favor. He will beat Griffin so bad that Griffin will never bother for a title again.
Carter: Do you prepare all these ridiculous statements and assumptions before you get to the booth or do these terrible ideas just come to you?
Bennett: Does you Mom know you’re gay Carter?
Sanders whips Griffin into the corner, then comes in with a debilitating Big Boot. Hawkins is out on his feet. Sanders grab Hawkin’s head as he makes his way to the top turnbuckle. Sanders proceeds to drive Griffin headfirst into the mat with the Texas Tornado. Price begins his count again….
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Griffin just barely gets to his feet, but Sanders is there, swinging the Stop Sign, lucky for Griffin, he notices it, and ducks under. Griffin comes back and drills Sanders with Shot in the Dark.
Aiello: Shot in the Dark. This could be it!
Bennett: NO! NO! NOT ALLOWED!
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9...Sanders pulls himself up by the ropes just in time.
Griffin quickly makes his move as he grabs Sanders, going to set him up for South of Heaven, but Sanders manages to counter with a Modified Back Body Drop, but Griffin lands on his feet. Griffin goes for another Shot in the Dark, but Sanders stops, drops, and rolls, grabbing the chair as he does. As he pops to his feet, he slams the chair into the head of the incoming Hawkins. Sanders then drops the chair atop the head of Griffin Hawkins. Sanders makes his way to the corner, climbs to the top turnbuckle, steadies, then leaps, and crashes down on the chair, Hawkins rolled from under the chair at the last second. Griffin quickly grabs the Stop Sign, slams it down on the back of Sanders, then drops it. He grabs Sanders, sets him up, then drives him face-first into the stop sign with South of Heaven. Price starts the count...
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DING DING DING
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NEW EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION….GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!Aiello: GRIFFIN HAWKINS HAS DONE IT! HE HAS ACCOMPLISHED THE GOAL HE SET FORTH AT THE START OF THIS 2018 SEASON!
Carter: Griffin has now secured his third EWC Title reign, and could have very well locked in his spot for Night of Champions!
Bennett: This is a disaster. I am filing an appeal.
Griffin Hawkins hoists the International Title in the air as the ref raises his arm in victory. Griffin then goes to each corner, hoisting the title to the cheer of the crowd before making his way to the back.
Aiello: Coming up is the surprise bombshell dropped on the EWC Universe this weekend. Natalie Young gets another chance to win the EWC Undisputed Title from Luke Wolfe....NEXT!
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE
Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen it’s time for your Monday Night BRAWL Main Event! The contest is scheduled for one fall and It is for the EWC UNDISPUTED World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first the challenger, from Durham, North Carolina… Weighing in at 171 pounds… She is the number one wrestling contender… NATALIE YOUNG!!!
The arena goes black, a darkness that lingers for a few seconds until the opening chords of 'Monster' by Paramore play as the screen comes to life. Footage that has been treated to look old, faded rolls of Natalie fighting her way back up to her feet after being knocked down-- and the moment that she appears on the screen, the crowd cheers loudly for the fan favorite that is about to come out. As the blond regains her feet in that video footage, bruised and battered but still willing to fight, the chorus hits the sound system with a vengeance as Natalie Young makes her way out from behind the curtain, a bit of a bounce in her stride. It's not the sort that comes from being happily energetic, though. Rather? It's clear that her competitive fire is burning brighter than ever. As coral and white lights flash along the rampway, Natalie still slaps a few of the hands that are offered to her as she descends down it... but her focus is on the ring. Speeding up at the bottom of the ramp, she slides into the ring on her stomach before getting to her feet. The nearest turnbuckle is mounted as she looks out over the crowd, raising her fists in the air to evoke more cheers. She lingers there for a few moments before hopping down, doing a couple stretches to prepare for the match at hand.
There is a crackle of thunder, and the crowd ERUPTS as the lights start to dim, and we hear the sound of rain, thunder, and flashes of lightning inside the arena. As the sounds and sights of the storm continues to rage a distorted voice begins to speak.
Distorted Voice:
"Behold, he comes with lightning and clouds... FEAR... The sound of Thunder!"
"Behold, he comes with lightning and clouds... FEAR... The sound of Thunder!"
The lightning and clouds on the jumbo-tron burst into a flash of bright light, going completely silent fallowed by...
Again the crowd pops for the "Prophecy: Chapter 1 logo! As "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor, the reaction turns from a buzz to a roar, when after a few moments a spotlight appears on stage illuminating Luke Wolfe, with the EWC Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Standing motionless on stage, smoke starts to build around him as he throws his hood back off his head, as the lights comes to life as pyro bursts from the stage! Slowly, he begins his walk down the entrance ramp toward the ring.
Stroup: And her opponent from Atlanta, Georgia... Weighing in at 225 pounds. He is The reining and defending EWC Undisputed! Heavyweight Champion of the WORLD... The Untouchable... LUKE WOLFE!!!
Luke slowly makes his way down the ramp, Passing fans along the way, shouting out into the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. Once at the bottom he stops and slaps hands with a few of his fans at Ring Side. Slowly he walks up to the steps quickly getting to the ring apron and stepping through the ropes. He throws his arms open wide! As if he is emitting an aura of greatness!
Unstrapping the belt from around his waist he climbs the corner turnbuckle, raising it high in the air. He roars out to the fans waving for them to get on their feet! He's met with a nothing but cheers from the fans, as he steps down and hands the belt to an official on the outside.
Senior Referee Paul Turner requests for Luke to hand over the Championship belt. Luke never takes his yes off of Natalie Young, and vice versa. Turner takes the title and holds it up in the air, center ring. After a few moments, he hands the belt outside and signals for the bell!!!
DING DING DING
Aiello: And the crowd is on their feet! Luke and Natalie stand across from each other corner to corner, both of them starring down the other.
Carter: Talk about a Pay-Per-View quality main event!
Wolfe and Young start to walk towards each other to the middle of the ring. Once in the center they begin talking to each other, but its unclear what they are saying… it doesn’t appear to be trash talk.
Aiello: Nothin but business from the two top wrestlers in the world today.
Bennett: Nothin but business now, but these two have been in each other’s heads since Scars and Stripes, if you ask me they should still be playing games with each other.
Carter: This isn’t about playing games, this is about who is the best wrestler in the world.
There is no handshake between the two, and neither of them even offer one. They start to circle each other and the crowd is at a fever pitch! They go for a collar and elbow tie up, but Natalie quickly slips it and whips Wolfe to the ground with an arm drag take down! Wolfe quickly spins back to his knees and Natalie is standing hands on knees smiling at him, waving for him to bring it on! Luke is back up and then they tie up! Natalie spins with a go around to behind she picks up Luke by the waist, dropping him to a seated position, Luke quickly bounces back up reversing it into a arm dragon twist! Natalie drops to the mat and nips back up, reversing the twist into a take down! Luke spins reversing it sweeping Natalie’s feet out from under her! They both pop back up to their feet and tie up again! After a few seconds neither of them get they advantage and they break! Both breathing heavy, we are back to a stand still!
Aiello: And we are at a stale mate!
Carter: Both trying to out wrestle the other and neither getting the advantage.
They go to lock up again and Luke ducks it and grabs Natalie from behind and quickly goes for a German Suplex! Natalie hits the mat, and Luke nips up to his feet! Natalie spins looking up at Luke on one knee, he waves for Natalie to bring it on, and we again tie up in the collar and elbow! Luke pulls her down into a headlock, but Natalie reverses it into a backdrop! She holds on looking for a pin!
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Luke pops back up to his feet and hits the ropes! Ducking under a clothsline from Natalie he hits the otherside and bounces back just as Natalie turns around Luke jumps up and hits a hurricanranna! He holds onto one leg for a pin!
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Luke jumps to his feet and springboards off the middle rope, backflipping landing on his feet looking for a reverse DDT, but Natalie has it scouted and moves under and hits the ropes and comes back just as Luke lands on his feet and she runs right through him with clothsline turning the champion inside out as he flips through the air and lands on his back! Natalie grabs Luke and locks in a rear chin lock, Wolfe tries to break out of it, but she pulls back on it further forcing her knee further into his back! You can see the pain on his face as he struggles! He manages to get to his feet and then drops down Natalie with a chin breaker!!! Natalie bounces off grabbing her jaw, Luke hits the ropes and nails a drop kick to her back, and she falls into the ropes, neck on the middle rope! Luke hits the ropes and slides under the bottom rope and nails her in the face with a closed fist! She pops back up to her feet stumbling backwards, Luke hops up on the Apron! He springboards off the top rope!
Aiello: FALLEN ANGEL!!!
Bennett: Natalie had it scouted! She dodged it!
Carter: Luke lands on his feet and rolls through!
Luke hits the ropes continuing his momentum! He bounces off and Natalie hits him with the GRIEF CYCLE!!!
Carter: Natalie completely stopped the Champ right in his tracks!
Natalie, falls and leans on the ropes catching her breath as Luke lays on the mat in pain grabbing at his lower back. Luke turns and leans into a seated position and Natalie NAILS Luke with a stiff kick to the lower back! She bounces off the ropes and doubles it and dropkicks Luke in the chest sending him back to the mat!
Aiello: What a combo from Natalie!
Carter: Natalie makes the cover!
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KICKOUT!
They both pop up back to their feet and Luke pulls Natalie down in a small package!
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KICKOUT!!!
They both quickly recover and tie up! Natalie quickly moves it into a fisherman’s suplex!
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KICKOUT!!!
Luke grabs the ropes pulling himself to his feet grabbing his lower back, Natalie comes at him looking for a clothline! Luke dodges it dropping down grabbing the top rope Natalie goes tumbling over the top! No! She manages to grab the top rope, as Luke stumbles back to the middle as Natalie skins the cat and pulls herself back into the ring! Natalie charges Luke, but Luke leap frogs, She bounces back and Luke drops down under, she bounces off again and Luke nails her in the face with a dropkick! She hits the mat and Luke pops! The crowd hops to it’s feet!!!
“YYYEEEAAAHHH!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
Carter: You’re damn right it is!
Bennett: It’s great stuff but I still think it would be better if there were a few steel chairs involved.
Aiello: The EWC isn’t just about Chairs and tables and blood… It’s also the place where you will find the greatest wrestling on the planet!
Natalie slowly gets back to her feet and Luke hooks her and nails a snap suplex to the challenger! Luke hits the ropes and as Natalie gets to her feet Luke jumps up looking for another Hurricanranna… No! It’s a leaping TRIANGLE CHOKE!!! Natalie manages to roll through as they come to the mat, Luke has it locked in but Natalie manages to reverse it into a pinning combination!
1
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Luke releases the hold! KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: What a save from Natalie!
Bennett: Again she had the champion scouted and turned his most devastating move into a pin!
Luke is the first back to his feet as Natalie tries to shake off the effects of the Triangle Choke. As Natalie gets to her feet Luke shoves her and she goes back first into the turnbuckle! He puts her on his shoulder and lifts her up puts her in a seated position on the top rope. Climbing up, Luke goes all the way to the top, pulling Natalie to the top with him—
Aiello: Oh, this could be the spanish fly!
Natalie suddenly seemingly gets a second wind and starts head butting the champion! Luke falls off the top rope and Natalie seems to be repositioning herself! Luke gets to his feet with is back to the turnbuckle, Natalie backflips off the top rope!
Aiello: She’s going for the REALITY CHECK again!
As she lands looking for the second faze into a DDT, Luke catches her before her feet can touch the ground and completely reverses the momentum, and throws her backwards in an overhead belly to belly suplex! She lands back first into the turnbuckle and drops down directly on her head!
Carter: Oh!!! Crash and burn…
Bennett: Oh… that was unfortunate…
Luke looks out into his hometown crowd with a slight grin, he looks down at the fallen Natalie Young for a moment, and then does a slow motion throat slash! Signaling for the end!
Aiello: This could be it for Natalie Young…
Luke picks up an almost completely limp Young and positions her for his finisher. He lifts her into the air, stalling… THE CROWD ERUPTS!!! DOOMSDAY DROP!!!
As he brings her down in the slam and transitions into the pin the crowd counts along!
1!
2!
THRE-OOOOH!!! KICKOUT!!!
Aiello: I DON’T BELIEVE IT!!! SHE KICKED OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
Carter: No one has EVER kicked out of the Doomsday Drop!!!
Bennett: I don’t believe my eyes!
Aiello: Neither does Luke! Look at him!
As Luke looks on stunned as the seemingly unconscious Natalie Young kicked out of his Doomsday Drop the fans are going absolutely insane!
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
“HOLY SHIT!!!”
Luke stands at his feet looking down at Natalie who still isn’t moving. He shakes his head NO in disbelief. He takes a few steps back into the corner and crouches down, clearly resetting his game plan. He slaps the mat, seemingly ready to start again. He walks over taking a good look at his fallen challenger, he nudges her with his boot back onto her shoulders. He hops over the top rope to the outside, measures her he springboards off the top rope into a SPRING BOARD 450! He crashed down on Young! The crowd again counts along!
1!
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THRE-OOOH!!! KICKOUT AGAIN!
Luke leans back falling backwards exhausted!
Bennett: What does Luke have to do to put her down???
Carter: It’s the Iron Man match all over again!
Luke goes to pick her up, when she surprises him by pulling him down into a small package!!!
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KICKOUT!!!
Before Luke can kickout and get to his feet Natalie has already bounced off the ropes and she nails him! CLOSURE completely by surprise! Luke goes down!!! The fans count along again!!!
Aiello: THAT’S IT! NEW CHAMPION!!!
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THRE-KICKOUT!!!
Carter: NO!!! Now Luke wont stay down!!!
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
“THIS IS WRESTLING!!!”
Luke lays on his side holding the back of his head, as Natalie is also down catching her breath!
Bennett: Both wrestlers are down, if the ref gets to a ten count this match will be over… and… I think these fans might riot…
The ref starts his count, he gets all the way to seven before there is any movement. Natalie is the first to pull herself to her feet, with a dazed Luke up just after but the blow to the back of his head has obviously done some damage as he stumbles backwards and falls into the turnbuckle.
Carter: The World appears to be spinning for Wolfe, he cant seem to get his feet under him.
Natalie watching Luke closely, slowly moves away from the ropes ready to pounce on the Champion. Luke holding his head, appears to have trouble seeing as the camera zooms in as he opens and closes his eyes.
Aiello: This doesn’t look good, Wolfe could have a concussion.
He seems to have recovered, as he walks somewhat gingerly to the middle of the ring, right into Natalie who grabs him and flawlessly hits THE HITTING BOTTOM!!! The crowd roars as it counts along!!!
1!
2!
THREE!!!!
Aiello: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! SHE’S DONE IT!!!
DING DING DING
Wolfe lays motionless on the mat, just as Natalie falls backwards doing the same. She covers her face with her hands looking like she is almost crying.
Pyro goes off in the rafters as “Monster” begins to play! Luke rolls out of the ring as Natalie sits up on her knees.
Carter: A new champion! Natalie Young has conquered Luke Wolfe!
Bennett: The Undisputed Championship has returned to BRAWL!!!
The official walks up behind Natalie and hands her the Undisputed Championship. She looks down at it and is almost in tears. Holding it up in the air, the crowd cheers her on, despite defeating the hometown hero! She walks over to the turnbuckle holding the belt up high in the air! Pyro once again goes off in the rafters!
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AND… NEEEEEWWWWW!!!! EWC UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!! NATALIE… YOUNG!!!
Aiello: What an amazing event we have seen here tonight ladies and gentlemen!
Carter: What an Undisputed Title match! They put on a wrestling clinic!
Bennett: And it might not be over yet… Wolfe might come back after that belt with his rematch clause…
Aiello: What we have seen tonight is the two best wrestlers in the business today show the world how it is done! With Natalie Young taking the series between these two up two ta one!
Carter: Wolfe’s title rein was great, but it’s the beginning of a new era!
Bennett: But it’s only going to get harder for the new champion, with NOC coming up, and a potential rematch with Wolfe down the line!
Aiello: So much to talk about wrestling fans, but we are out of time! For Max Carter… He’s Steve “The Predator” Bennett, I’m Joe Aiello… We will see you next Monday for the hottest show on TV! MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!!!
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH TWO: SMOKEY JONES
MATCH THREE: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FOUR: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FIVE: NOSTALGIA
MATCH SIX: NOSTALGIA
MAIN EVENT: LUKE WOLFE
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SEGMENTS
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NOSTALGIA
NATALIE YOUNG
ROB GARCIA
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SINGLES MATCH
"FABULOUS" FRANKIE HAYES
VS DAVID SCOTT
WINNER: No Contest
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
KENDRICK KROSS
VS BISHOP CHURCH (C)
WINNER: Kendrick Kross (NEW EWC Television Champion)
SINGLES MATCH
WINNER BECOMES #1 CONTENDER FOR THE EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
VANNAH WHITE
VS AMIS SHELTON
WINNER: Amis Shelton
SINGLES MATCH
NICK JAMES
VS MIKE MCGUIRE
WINNER: Mike McGuire
X-DIVISION RULES FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
HAPPY
VS ANTHONY GRUNGE
VS YOUNG SINATRA
WINNER: Happy
EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS DOMINIC SANDERS (C)
WINNERS: Griffin Hawkins (NEW EWC International Champion)
MAIN EVENT
EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
NATALIE YOUNG
VS LUKE WOLFE (C)
WINNER: Natalie Young (NEW EWC Undisputed Champion)
BRAWL #513 MVP: Natalie Young, Griffin Hawkins, Kendrick Kross
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