MNB #533 - St. Louis, Missouri
Mar 11, 2019 16:11:29 GMT -6
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Post by MNB on Mar 11, 2019 16:11:29 GMT -6
Your scheduled programming has been interrupted by the following message:
The screen goes to static for a brief moment before the Criterion logo appears on the screen.
Announcer: The following segment has been paid for by The Collector.
The logo gradually fades out as it translations into a The Collector, standing in front of his collection, Yeshwa to his right, Mondo towering behind Yeshwa, and Antoni standing to his left. They are all standing in front of an EWC backdrop. A huge grin is on the face of The Collector.
The Collector: Do not adjust your television sets...Your stream is not being hijacked. Criterion just wanted to take a moment to address a few things.
Tonight you are going to see EWC officials correct a mistake that they’ve made since my collection debuted a month ago... They tried to downplay us...Act like we were nothing but another random group of “sports entertainers” joining the roster. What they soon found out was that Criterion cannot be held back, cannot be stopped. My collection was assembled for a very specific purpose and they have only just begun to take that journey. I made a statement that by StrangleMania they would be wearing gold around their wastes and I stand by that. Tonight, that prophecy comes true.
Curtis Mars and Freda Hobs are mere references on the Wikipedia page that is still being written about the greatest stable this business has ever seen.
Yeshwa: We aren’t here to entertain you...We have no obligation to do the song and dance that you all keep chanting for.
Antoni: We are wrestlers. We are here to compete and prove to the fans, prove to the locker room and prove to the entire industry why we were chosen....why we were collected.
The Collector: To raise the standard. To be the new bearers of this company. To be..the Criterion on which everyone else is measured.
Mondo: Mars...Louise...Hobs...Damage...It doesn’t matter who they bring in to put in our path because when you -
Criterion: Fight one of us...You fight ALL of us!
All three men grin as the Collector nods his head. Fade to black.
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #532 in the TARGET CENTER, Minneapolis, Minnesota.
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: Xavier Reid, Marquee, Natalie Young, Happy, NSFW, Griffin Hawkins, Kennedy Mathews, Kenneth Williams, Emma Louise, Joe Doe, Iggy Swango, Anthony Grunge, Rob Garcia, Arsenal, Mario, Gannondorf, Dominic Sanders, Darius, Nathan Quinn, The Family, Kendrick Kross, Curtis Mars, Nicole Taylor, Yeshwa, Antoni Malietoa, Maniac Mondo, Damage.
We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:
Curtis Mars with the X-Division Championship
NSFW with the Tag Team Championships
Iggy Swango with the International Championship
and finally...
Dominic Sanders with the Undisputed Championship
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/stadium, some reading:
"I'M A MANIAC, CAUSE DAMAGE!"
"GABI VEE BE WITH ME!"
"ALWAYS BET ON BLACK!"
"DR. BE MY THERAPIST!"
"DOMINIC SAUNDERS!"
"COLLECT ME!"
and "SHOCK MY AWE!"
The camera pans around The Enterprise Center once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello, Max Carter, and Steve Bennett are standing by.
Aiello: Good evening ladies and gentleman and WELCOME TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!
Carter: We have a great show for you tonight, let's get right to it, you aren't going to want to miss any of it!
Bennett: I'm beyond excited. Dominic teaming up with Hope Diamond, my only wish is that it were me instead, but damn that team deserves to be in the HoF already! Make it happen Mac!
Fade to the EWCTV advertisement.
Brian Spades approaches EWC Uprising new signing, D-Max.
Spades: Excuse me, sir? May I ask you some questions Mr. D-Max?
Taking a sip from his drinks on his head. D-Max turns and looks at Brian. After a long pause, he finally answers.
D-Max: Yeah? You going to ask me or what?
Spades: May I ask what’s with the helmet drink?
Taking another sip, D-Max nods his head and then wiggles his hands.
D-Max: It’s to keep these free for all the ladies you idiot.
Spades: May I ask what you are doing here at Brawl #533?
D-Max: Yeah, here for my debut of course.
Spades: Debut? You aren’t set to face anybody tonight on Brawl?
D-Max looks confused as he sips from his drinks and just stares at Spades awkwardly. Suddenly a small man comes running over.
Crippler: Yo, excuse me for a minute broskie.
Crippler turns to face D-Max and explains something to him. The two share a laugh. The Crippler turns back to spades.
Crippler: Aight, my dude here is just playin with your ass Bri, can I call you Bri?
Without allowing Brian to answer The Crippler laughs and continues.
Crippler: Yeah, we just here to enjoy this shit tonight man. Let’s get it, let’s get Brawl. We here to scope out some competish man. My boy here, he wants to get his eye on some ish, you feel me broskie? Emma Louise, the baddass herself CHECK! Lynx boyd, CHECK! Orion Samson, CHECK! Iggy Swango, CHECK! Nicole Taylor, speaking of, I think I need some therapy sesh’s, but CHECK! Hope Diamond, love this one, CHECK! Oh, and I can’t forget that fine one, Gabi Vee, CHECK! We here to see what they got to offer. Let’s get it. Get hyped and stay hyped broskie! Peace.
Leaving Brian Spades confused, Crippler smacks the shoulder of D-Max and they begin walking. D-Max sipping away as he stares at Brian Spades and walks off.
We open up backstage. Dimly lit room, somewhere unknown in the arena. Laughter can be heard as the camera focus’s and we see Freya Hobs and Curtis Mars leaning against a wall.
Mars: It’s not about revenge.
Freya: No, it’s about fun.
They bump heads and hold their foreheads together with smiles on their faces. Keeping contact, they slide their heads around to fac the camera.
Mars: This is your mistake Criterion.
Freya: This is what you asked for, this is going to be your demise.
Mars: If you’re the bar, we are breaking it. You attacked us first, now it’s time for us to play.
They laugh.
Freya: After we make toys out of Criterion, we will see NSFW at stranglemania.
Mars: And this won’t be the only championship with Shock & Awe.
Curtis taps his X-Division championship and then they turn kissing one another on the lips. When they go to pull apart, Freya bites the lip of Curtis until blood begins to trickle down. The two laugh and look to the camera.
Mars: You doubt us, you doubt what we can do.
Freya: You doubt what we are.
Mars: Tonight, we prove you wrong.
Freya: Tonight, we leave you in Shock
Mars: And Awe.
X-DIVISION MATCH
Aiello: It's time for our opening bout.
Bennett: I'm getting the hell out of here. These two crazy sons-of-bitches may just tear this whole place down and ruin the whole evening!
Carter: If only you weren't contractually obligated to be here...
Bennett: Shaddup and go fetch daddy's head-wax!
Stroup: The following contest is an X-Division Match!
As “DAMAGE” by The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion hits all lights go flickering like its lightning in different colors to the following lyrics:
Get out yer calculator, slide rule
No matter which way you fold or bend; turn
Well, you never gonna top us
You never gonna beat us...
Can ya dig my band?
Damage makes his way out when the guitar plays. He is seen wearing a black tank top with "DAMAGE" printed below his chest on the tank top along with long black leather pants and a black leather sleeveless jacket over his tank top with the black coolers for his eyes. He walks slowly down the ramp as the lyrics go:
Ungh!
Come on! (The Blues Explosion)
Damage! (Git down...)
What it isn't?
Damage!
That's right! (The Blues Explosion)
Takin' orders from a higher power...
Ladies & gentlemen, I got that bad feelin'
But right now, owoooh...
We gonna feel so good...
Please'ah, please'ah, a'feel good; and break it down!
Ungh!
Damage! (Git down...)
At's right!
At's right, 'cuz we're so good lookin'!
Damage!
Damage doesn’t shake the viewers' hands who try to reach their hands towards him. He is focused. He climbs up the steps and looks the people around the arena as he walks to the center of the apron. He slowly turns his attention to the center of the ring as he presses the top rope down and gets inside the ring by stepping over the rope. He walks to the center of the ring.
Stroup: Introducing first... From Detroit, Michigan, weighing at 326 pounds and standing at 7 feet tall... he is the Untamed Demon, DAAAAAMAAAAAAGEEEEEE!
C'mon... (The Blues Explosion)
Damage!
Get out da way!
With yer elegant 2...
Damage!
C'mon Detroit, 'cuz the blues is still #1, now!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage raises both hands as pyro goes out from all four turnbuckles.
Aiello: This will be our first opportunity to see Damage in action. What do you think we can expect?
Bennett: Between these two? A shit show. Nothing good happens when two giant bastards square off.
Carter: I'm sure we will see a lot of strength and power in this one. I'm actually kind of excited.
Bennett: Well get your little red rocket boner away from me then.
"Tears of Blood" by Biohazard hits and Maniac Mondo comes marching from behind the curtain with The Collector in tow.
Stroup: His opponent... making his way to the ring, from The House on the Edge of the Park... he’s standing at an impressive 6’10" and weighing in tonight at an astonishing 344 pounds...THIS IS MANIAC MOOONNDDOO!!!!
He circles the ring and stops, staring at the big Damage in the ring. He kneels down and starts pulling out a stack of tables from under the skirt. He slides them in one-by-one until four tables are in the ring. Mondo climbs to the apron and enters over the top rope. As the lyrics kick in, Mondo climbs to the second rope and intimidates the audience.
Aiello: This is one scary individual.
Carter: And he's already getting table-happy before the match even starts!
Bennett: We saw that sick bastard destroy Emma Louise a few weeks back in Cleveland with four tables. Looks like he plans on doing it again here tonight!
Carter: But Damage is a much, much bigger opponent. He might be able to keep that from happening.
The two stand nose-to-nose in the middle of the ring as the comparatively tiny Josh Daniels calls for the bell.
Aiello: We aren’t but a minute into this thing and Maniac Mondo is already busted open!
Bennett: Tell me when this thing is over.
Carter: You’re not going to go to sleep again, are you?
Bennett: Unfortunately not! My pillow has been banned from ringside!
As Bennett begins playing on his phone, Aiello and Carter keep their focus in the ring. The blood ignites Mondo’s fury. Mondo begins wailing on Damage with wild rights and lefts. He backs up to clothesline Damage over the top rope, but Damage ducks and sends Mondo to the floor with a back body drop. Damage steps over the top rope onto the ring apron and drives a double axe handle into Mondo’s forehead. He bends down and reaches under the ring and pulls out a baseball bat!
Aiello: Looks like Mondo has lumber of his own!
Carter: This could get ugly quickly!
Damage drives the butt of the baseball bat into Mondo’s ribcage. He drops to a knee and grabs the bat at both ends. He drives it downward across Mondo’s throat to choke him with the bat. Mondo gets a hand up and blocks the bat, pushing with all of his might against Damage’s power. As Damage continues to try to choke Mondo, Mondo uses his other hand to drive a fist right into Damage’s temple. Damage gets up to his feet and walks slowly away holding his head. Mondo gets up to his feet and screams loudly, running at Damage and delivering a big boot to the back of Damage’s head. Damage smacks hard into the ring post and falls to the ground. The Collector stands by and watches with a smile on his face as Mondo begins to take advantage of the match.
Mondo grabs the baseball bat and looks at it sadistically, licking it briefly before driving it down into the middle of Damage’s back. Mondo drops the bat and reaches into the ring and grabs one of the tables. He pulls it out and begins setting it up outside of the ring. Mondo reaches back into the ring and grabs a second table, this time setting it up on top of the first.
Aiello: Maniac Mondo is setting up these tables for something dangerous. This can’t be good for Damage!
Carter: I don’t know what he has in store here, but it won’t be pretty!
Mondo grabs Damage and slides him back into the ring, rolling under the bottom rope thereafter. Mondo gets up to his feet and positions Damage for a powerbomb. The crowd boos loudly as Mondo laughs and screams at the fans. The Collector walks over to the announcers’ table and we can hear him shouting over their headsets.
The Collector: Watch this!
The Collector notices Bennett on his phone and he grabs it, ripping it out of Bennett’s hands.
The Collector: I said watch this! You’re about to witness greatness from one of the pieces of my wonderful collection!
Bennett stands up, looking like he might hit The Collector. The Collector tosses the phone back at Bennett and steps away from the table quickly. Bennett sits back down in his chair. Mondo, having witnessed all of this, has hesitated too long. Damage breaks free from Mondo and drives a hard forearm into Mondo’s face. Damage grabs Mondo and shoves him through the ropes onto the ring apron. He lifts Mondo up and puts a huge hand around his throat. Damage lifts Mondo up and chokeslams him through both tables and to the floor!!!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Aiello: Oh my God! Damage just powered Maniac Mondo through those two tables and to the floor!
Bennett: That’s what you get you silly bastard! Your wonderful collection is in pieces!
Bennett yells this at The Collector, who looks at Mondo with both hands on his head. Damage steps over the top rope and drops down to the floor. He leans over and picks Mondo up, rolling him into the ring. Damage slides into the ring and stands to his feet. The crowd boos him as he casually places a foot on Mondo for a cover.
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THRE-KICKOUT!
Carter: I don’t believe it! Maniac Mondo just kicked out after being chokeslammed through two tables and to the floor!
Bennett: That sumbitch ain’t human!
Damage is irate at the referee and he grabs Josh Daniels by the shirt collar while screaming at him. The Collector slides the baseball bat into the ring to Mondo. Mondo grabs it and hides it behind his back as he slowly gets to his knees. Damage turns around and grabs Mondo, pulling him to his feet. Mondo raises up and drives the bat underneath Damage’s chin, splitting it open! Mondo tosses the bat aside and shoves Damage’s head between his legs. He lifts Damage up and powerbombs him right onto one of the other tables that’s still folded up in the ring! He drops for a cover.
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TH-Damage gets a foot up onto the ropes!
Aiello: I don’t believe it! How have these two been able to stay in this match after what we’ve seen?!
Bennett: Neither one of these sumbitches are human!
Mondo screams loudly at Josh Daniels, who backs up into the corner. Mondo bends down and grabs the fourth table, setting it up in the corner. He lifts Damage to his feet and raises him up for another powerbomb. He partially jogs towards the table for a powerbomb! Damage wiggles free. Mondo turns around. BIG BOOT! Damage kicks Mondo in the gut. HIGHWAY TO HELL RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE IN THE CORNER! Damage drags Mondo out to the middle of the ring and covers him properly this time.
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3!
Aiello: Damage wins in his debut match!
Carter: That was a grueling match. Neither of these men will be the same for awhile.
Bennett: That's probably a good thing for both of them.
Aiello: Well, folks, when we return we have more X-Division action... FSW's Greg Samuel takes on Emma Louise!
We move to a commercial break.
"8 Out Of 10" by Drake hits and the crowd begins to murmur, unsure of who is coming out next.
Aiello: Could this be a new arrival to the Monday Night Brawl Brand?
Bennett: I love this guy already.
Carter: What are you on about? He hasn't even come out yet. For all we know, it might not even be a guy.
Bennett: I said... I love this guy already. What don't you understand?
A well-groomed young man appears at the top of the entrance ramp, wearing a black dress shirt and khaki trousers. He sneers at the crowd and adjusts the sleeves of his shirt, rolling the up a little and stroking his elegant nose once before strutting down the ramp toward the ring. He ignores the uncertain crowd, focusing right on the ring and holding a hand out to the side, waiting for a ring attendant to hand him a microphone.
Aiello: This young man carries an air of superiority around him.
Bennett: I love that confidence! That's what gets you wins here!
Carter: It can also hand you losses if you ain't careful.
The man is now in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand as he addresses the crowd with a smirk.
Valentine: Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in-between... welcome to the best part of your night. Typically, I wouldn't even think to make an introduction such as the one you're seeing before you. However, I thought that it might be beneficial for all of you to see the man who you'll soon address as "Brawl's Brightest".
He smiles, taking a short bow.
Valentine: But don't be mistaken by my excellent looks, my elegance and poise, or my overwhelming charisma. No. I am not an entertainer. I'm not even a wrestler. I am a FIGHTER, plain and simple. I do not plan on proving myself to be the "best", I plan on proving that I am the SMARTEST and most capable of WINNING when it comes to stepping in between these ropes. And whether that's by being a thief in the night and stealing what I have to, or by one-punching each and every champion on this roster, stepping a boot across their necks and showcasing my complete and utter supremacy over them... then so be it. I do not care either way.
The crowd boos at this, not taking kindly to the attitude of this young man.
Aiello: A chip on the shoulder is a good thing for any young star wanting to prove themselves... but this might be a little much.
Bennett: A little much? Are you kidding me! This kid's gon' be a star, I can see it already.
Carter: We'll see about that.
Richie stares into the sea of fans, bringing the microphone to his lips once more.
Valentine: I hate to be the one to make such an uncouth introduction, but it would be... dishonest of me if I didn't let you all know what you're about to get into.
His grin is a devilish one. He drops the microphone and steps through the middle rope, before hopping down to ringside and make his exit to light booing from the crowd.
X-DIVISION MATCH
Carter: Welcome back to the 533rd episode of Monday Night BRAWL!
Aiello: And it's time for some more X-Division action!
Bennett: Bring on anything that will get the smell of Mondo and Damage out of my nostrils!
Stroup: The following contest is an X-Division match!
The main riff of ‘Mean Demeanor' by Run the Jewels hits and, without skipping a beat, Greg Samuel breaks out onto the stage. Immediately, the crowd boos the arrogant wrestler. Samuel bounces from foot to foot, as he snarls at the EWC fans. Samuel wears his signature black tights with a green “GS’ sitting on his left hip. The tights extend down beneath his black knee pads, which connect to his black kick pads. The only differentiation of color in his attire are his green elbow pad on his right elbow, and the gray sleeveless sweatshirt that he wears to the ring.
Stroup: First, wrestling out of Austin, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is “The Maine Attraction” GREG… SAMMUELLL!
Samuel’s nose twitches with disdain after hearing his name announced. He begins his way down the ramp, with a wide, cowboy-esque gate as he is showered in disapproval by the fans. Unsurprisingly, Samuel doesn’t care. He keeps his attention focused on the ring. Upon reaching the bottom of the ramp, Samuel turns to the ring steps. In turning, he notices a fan who is particularly passionate in his disdain for “The Maine Attraction.” The technical wrestler stops and looks at the fan for a moment, with disgust in his face. He then rolls his eyes and turns his back on the fan, stomping up the ring steps. Samuel stands on the ring apron for a moment, gaze fixed on the referee. After a few moments of nothing, Samuel barks at the referee, who is jumped. Samuel snaps a point down to the ropes, conveying his expectation to have the ring ropes opened for him. The referee begrudgingly obliges. This pompous display earns no love from the vocal fans in attendance. Upon arrival in the ring, Samuel darts into the corner, pulling off his sweatshirt and dropping it at ringside. He then grabs the top rope with both arms and pulls, limbering up for the math ahead as “Mean Demeanor” fades out.
Aiello: Greg Samuel has been doing particularly well over on Uprising, guys.
Carter: That he has.
Bennett: Oh yeah. So impressive. Mona Fox and Mercenary are his only two conquests. That's something to write home about...
Carter: But...
Bennett: Don't cut me off, boy! BUT I still like this guy. Emma Louise may be touting herself as a 'bad girl' of sorts, but there's no way in hell she makes it out of this one victorious!
Stroup: And his opponent... Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds from Los Santos by way of London, England: Emma Louise!
"Dubbed NWO Theme" hits and the lights begin to strobe. El Cazador leads the way shouting abuse at the fans in the crowd. Behind him walks Emma Louise. She shows zero emotion in her face instead looking straight ahead. They enter the ring and El Cazador climbs to the middle turnbuckle to continue shouting abuse. Emma remains standing in her corner.
Aiello: Guys, you have to love Emma Louise. She's had so many ups-and-downs here in the EWC. But she continuously fights through it and comes back for more every week!
Bennett: Well, I don't know where the hell you've seen ups... but this new attitude of hers certainly has her on a successful path... just not tonight.
Aiello: These two wasted no time getting their weapon of choice.
Carter: But which one will prevail?
Bennett: Does it really matter? This is surely going to be a much better match than the last one!
Samuel swings the stick at Emma, who blocks it with the chair. Emma drives the top of the chair into Samuel’s gut. She drops the chair and goes for a DDT onto the chair. Samuel drives a fist into her side, breaking the headlock. He raises the kendo stick up and cracks her in the shoulder with it. He then swings it at her left knee and nails her right in the side of the knee. She hops around the ring and Samuel drops the kendo stick. He runs and chop-blocks her leg right out from underneath her. Emma hits the mat hard and grabs at her knee. Samuel drags the chair over to Emma and lays it beneath her left leg. He grabs her leg and lifts it up in the air before driving her knee right into the chair. He does it a second and a third time before Emma is able to roll out of the ring and stumble around the outside of the ring trying to shake it off.
Aiello: Emma Louise is regrouping from that assault on her left knee by Greg Samuel.
Carter: She looks to be okay. She’s able to walk on it. But you wonder how much damage was actually done.
Emma bounces around on the outside testing her knee out before sliding back into the ring. Samuel immediately begins stomping on the back of her knee again when she gets back into the ring. Emma fights her way up to her feet and catches a kick attempt with her left hand. She delivers a textbook corkscrew leg whip, bring Samuel down to the mat. Both wrestlers get up to their feet. Samuel runs at Emma with a clothesline. Emma summersaults underneath it and grabs the kendo stick on the way to her feet. Samuel turns around and Emma cracks him right in the side of the head with the kendo stick! Samuel drops to the mat holding his head. Emma covers.
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Kickout by Greg Samuel.
Aiello: Emma Louise did not miss one bit on that shot!
Bennett: Still wasn’t enough. I hear those kendo sticks don’t even hurt that much!
Carter: I’ll bring one next week. We can test that out on you, Steve.
Bennett: SHADDUP!
Emma pulls the kendo stick across Samuel’s throat and delivers an aided side-Russian leg sweep. She goes for another cover.
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Thr-kickout by Greg Samuel.
Emma gets up to her feet and walks over to the steel chair. She sets it up in the ring and walks back over to Samuel. She lifts him up to his feet and grabs him by the wrist. She Irish-whips Samuel across the ring and goes for a drop toe-hold onto the chair, but Samuel grabs ahold of the top rope and blocks it. As Emma gets to her feet, Samuel runs at her and drives a leaping knee into her face. Samuel gets up to his feet and folds the chair back up, slamming it onto the mat with authority. He lifts Emma up and hooks her up, driving her down onto the chair face first with Fatal Attraction!!! He rolls her over and covers.
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Aiello: And the FSW Superstar comes over to Brawl for the night and wins one. He'll be heading back to Daly City happy after that one.
Bennett: Have you seen this guy? He's never happy. But me? I'm sure happy.
Carter: Why's that, Steve?
Bennett: Because he proved me right!
Aiello: That he did, Steve. When we come back, Lynx Boyd and another FSW superstar, Gabi Vee, square off!
We move to a commercial break.
SINGLES MATCH
Aiello: Up next, we'll see Lynx Boyd go one on one with Gabrielle Visconty!
Bennett: I bet you Gabi ain't too happy after losin' her title so quick!
Carter: I'd be careful, she could still whoop your ass.
Stroup: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, please welcome Lynx Boyd!
Instead of Boyd's music, part of "The Brady Bunch" theme song starts to play, but then "It's not you" by Halestorm starts to play. Lynx Boyd steps through the curtain looking infuriated as a loud boo comes over the crowd, but Lynx shrugs them off. She walks down the ramp slowly while mocking the fans in the front row. She leaps up onto the ring apron. She teases them before stepping through the ropes the normal way. She walks around the ring before stopping in the center and crossing her arms.
Aiello: What was up with the music!? Was Gabi behind that!?
Bennett: Boyd is probably gonna break Gabi for that now, let's be honest.
Carter: Do we know it was her though?
Stroup: And her opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii, Gabrielle Visconty!
“Walk on Water” by 30 Seconds to Mars begins to play through out the arena as the lights slowly dim. A single spotlight shines on the entrance way to great Gabi Vee as she walks out of the back. Images of Gabi Vee's highlights flash on the MacTron overhead. She smirks out over the crowd before raising her hands high in the air, then dropping them out to her side as the lights come back up. She turns around once before jogging down to the ring.
Gabi slips up onto the side of the apron, grins while she pulls her Gabi Vee hat off her head, and tosses it over to the announcers table. Gabi chuckles as she slips into the ring.
Aiello: Gabi looks pretty proud of herself.
Bennett: She is gonna die.
Carter: Maybe she did mess with Boyd's music.
Right as the bell sounds, Gabi circles to the right, eyeing Lynx. They look to lock up but Gabi steps back, grinning. Lynx rushes in to a drop to hold from Gabi. Gabi is quick to her feet and moves to the other side of the ring.
She motions for Lynx to bring it. Lynx looks a little agitated but moves in on Gabi. They lock up and Gabi quickly slips in a twisting wristlock on Lynx. Gabi yanks on the arm and then sends Lynx across the ring with a arm drag.
Lynx rolls back up to her feet but Gabi dives in and drives her knee into the small of Lynx's back, and then locks Lynx into a headlock, her knee still digging into the small of her back.
Aiello: Gabi seems to be controlling the pace early here tonight!
Carter: I'd say so, and Lynx looks not to happy about it at all.
Lynx manages to fight Gabi off for a moment, getting away and back to her feet. Gabi beckons for Lynx to bring it and readies for a lock up, but when Lynx moves in for the kill, Gabi darts behind the referee. Lynx attempts a grab at Gabi, but Gabi gets away and jogs to the other side of the ring, beckoning Lynx once more.
Lynx charges at Gabi and goes to take her head off with a stiff clothesline, but Gabi quickly ducks out of the ring and starts to slowly jog around the ring as Lynx leans against the ropes, yelling for her to get into the ring.
Bennett: Man, she is just looking to get stomped!
Aiello: She is playing mind games and I think they're working!
Lynx climbs out of the ring after Gabi, but Gabi slides back into the ring ... but before she is able to stand, Lynx grabs her by the boot! Gabi tries to kick her off, but Lynx drags her back to the outside, slamming Gabi face first into the floor!
Lynx then mounts over Gabi, grabs a handful of hair, and starts raining down stiff right hands into Gabi's face over and over again. She then gets up, picks Gabi up to her feet by her hair, and throws her back into the ring. Lynx slides in after her and goes for the pin, using the ropes for leverage;
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Gabi kicks out! Lynx wastes no time and lays more stiff punches into Gabi, then claws at her eyes. Gabi rolls around a bit before Lynx picks her back up, then brings her down to the mat with an implant DDT, but before she can make the cover, Gabi rolls to the rope and holds onto the bottom rope.
Aiello: Lynx has turned this match around quickly!
Bennett: Looks like the mind games didn't work!
Lynx doesn't allow Gabi to have a breath though, she takes Gabi by the hair, drags her from the ropes, picks her up, then uses Gabi's hair to plant Gabi with a hair snapmare! Before Lynx can take advantage, Gabi grabs Lynx by the ankle, pulls her off from her feet, and locks in an ankle lock in the center of the ring! Lynx starts to scramble, pulling herself and Gabi to the ropes as Gabi puts pressure on the ankle, but Gabi releases before Lynx reaches the ropes.
Lynx starts to pull herself up with the ropes, but then Gabi runs at her and connects with a stiff knee, sending Lynx out of the ring and to the arena floor! Gabi then runs to the opposite side of the ring, rebounds off of the ropes, and springboards over the top with a shooting star press ...
Carter: Look at that hang time! Shes flying!
Aiello: And she is about to come down hard!
And Gabi connects, landing right onto Lynx! Both women roll around, but Gabi gets back to her feet first. She then stomps Lynx in the gut a few times before picking her up and throwing her back into the ring. Gabi scales to the top turnbuckle, stalking Lynx as she staggers back to her feet ...
then Gabi launches herself from the top, grabbing Lynx's head and bringing her face down into Gabi's knees, connecting with the Jawbreaker; a double knee face breaker! As Lynx lays motionless, Gabi climbs to the top once more, then launches herself from the top again, this time connecting with the Ascension, a corkscrew shooting star press! After the landing, Gabi quickly drags herself onto Lynx and hooks both legs;
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Stroup: Here is your winner ... Gabrielle Visconty!
Aiello: And the mind games overcome!
Bennett: She got lucky!
Carter: She got into the mind of Lynx and got the best of her, that isn't luck!
We move to a commercial break.
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Aiello: These matches are coming thick and fast in what is turning out to be a wild night, here comes another one...
Stroup: Our next match is a triple threat and it is scheduled for one fall. Making her way down the aisle, accompanied by Isabelle Wentworth, now residing in Philadelphia, PA, please welcome Orion Samson.....
"The World Belongs to me" by My Darkest Days suddenly starts playing as Orion Samson steps out onto the stage with her wife Isabelle right by her side. They stand at thee top, look out at the audience before descending down the ramp. When Orion reaches the bottom, she gives Isabelle a kiss before slipping into the ring. She stands on the turnbuckle while posing for the fans .
Aiello:Orion Samson is a women on a mission as she looks to break her losing streak tonight!
Carter: Orion is such a gifted competitor, she’s working hard, but nobody’s perfect.
Bennett: Ha! Speak for yourself, I’m in the hall of fame, that’s as perfect as you can get.
Stroup: On his way to the ring, weighing one-hundred-and-eighty-pounds, from Nashua, New Hampshire, please welcome 'The Man Without A Plan' ... OWENSBY ... SMITH
"Tonight" by Seether starts to play and a modest pyrotechnic show begins. Owensby Smith runs out on stage with his valet, Sara Michaels, in tow. Owensby hops, jumps, and skips down the ramp with a high-five for every fan along the way. He does a complete circle around the ring and heads back up the ramp to meet Sara. Her hand in his, the two head back down toward the ring. On the ring apron, now, Owensby climbs up on the turnbuckle, facing outward at the fans, and then back-flips into the ring. Punching the air and bouncing around like a kid hyped up on sugar, Owensby riles up the fans in preparation for his upcoming match
Aiello: Owensby Smith is another competitor who is looking to bounce back with a win as he lost his on his Rampage debut a couple of weeks back!
Bennett: What is this the losers triple threat?
Carter: No, cause if it was you’d be in it Bennett.
Stroup: Making his way his way to the stage, from Albany New York, weighing in at 245 lbs … Darius!
The lights start flashing red and white as a distorted voice & instrumentals start to play from the sound system. Right as the opening chords begin, the lights go dark …
Loud pyro with white flames shoot from the stage ...
“Collapse, collapse!”
Darius sprints out onto the stage wearing a long, black trench coat over his gear & a black beanie to keep his hair back. He jogs to each side of the stage, taunting the crowd with rude gestures & faces, & then sprints down the ramp towards the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope then jumping to his feet with his arms held high in the air, rocking the devil horns.
Aiello: Darius is looking to continue his good form here tonight.
Bennett: Thank god, at least one person who isn’t a loser in this match... and what do you know he’s a brawl guy!
Carter: This is Brawl, Prime and Rampage competitors all going at it and there are definitely no losers in this match, all three of these competitors are evenly matched! This one should be a classic.
All three wrestlers stand looking at each other as the ref rings the bell to start the match.
Orion and Owensby start trading right and left hands as Darius leans against the ropes watching them both with a sly smile on his face. Orion whips Owensby off the ropes, Owensby comes back and ducks Orion’s clothesline. Owensby spins around and tries a spinning wheel kick but Orion dodges it. Suddenly Darius charges at the two and double clothesline’s them both to the mat. Darius rubs his hands together and laughs as he looks at his downed opponents on the mat.
Bennett: That’s what happens when you have the size advantage! Darius is a beast.
Carter: Unfortunately I gotta agree with you Bennett! How are the much smaller Orion and Owensby going to handle Darius?
Bennett: Don’t agree with me Carter, it makes me uncomfortable.
Darius picks up a Owensby and hits him with a belly to belly to suplex which sends him half way across the ring. Darius then turns his attentions to Orion, picking her up and slamming her onto the mat with a sitout suplex slam. Owensby is back on his feet, he bounces off of the ropes and back towards Darius. Darius lifts Owensby into the air but as Owensby comes back down he hits Darius with a Kesagiri chop. Darius drops to his knees. Owensby again comes off the ropes and comes back at Darius but this time Darius catch’s Owensby and hits him with a double underhook back breaker. Darius holds the back of his neck. He looks down at Owensby with an angry look on his face before turning and making his way out of the ring.
Carter: Darius does not look happy, I think he has some bad intentions!
Darius pulls the ring keeper off of his seat and grabs the chair he is sitting on. He folds the chair up and slides back into the ring with chair in hand.
Aiello: This is not a hardcore match, what is Darius thinking!
Bennett: He’s not thinking! Darius just wants to hurt someone and I like it.
Darius raises the chair, ready to bring it down onto Owensby but the ref gets in the way and tries to take the chair off of Darius.
Darius pulls the chair from the ref and as he turns around Orion comes from nowhere as she dropkicks the chair right into Darius’s face. Darius falls to the floor and rolls to the outside as the fans cheer.
Bennett: Orion should be disqualified for that! Disgusting behaviour!
Carter: Oh please its not Orion’s fault that Darius had the chair in his possession when she hit the drop kick.
As Owensby gets to his feet Orion hits him with a hard left forearm. Owensby stumbles but comes back towards Orion hitting her with a spinning heel kick knocking Orion to the floor. Owensby climbs to the top turnbuckle, sizing up a downed Orion, he stands on the turnbuckle and looks out around the crowd and taunts as they cheer. Owensby finally jumps for a frog splash on Orion but she rolls out of the way and Owensby hits the mat hard. Orion wastes no time, picking Orion up and hitting him with the Orion slam! Orion makes the pin....
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THR....Rope break! Owensby gets his foot on the ropes!
Aiello: That was a close one as Owensby just gets his foot on the rope in the nick of time!
Orion bangs the mat in frustration. She stands up as Darius gets back in the ring. Orion states Darius down, the two squaring up to each other. Darius laughs and pats Orion on the head. Orion screams at Darius before unleashing a fury of elbows and kicks on him. Darius back away to the corner as Orion continues to strike his face and body much to the delight of the fans. Darius swings an arm at Orion but she ducks under the arm and spins around Darius, hooking her arms around his waist and with all her strength she hits him with the belt of Orion! The ref counts....
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TH....Owensby flies across the ring and breaks the count at the last second!!!!
Carter: My god I thought Orion had it there! What more does she have to do to get the win?
Orion again pounds the mat in frustration, and as Owensby gets to his feet she charges at him, dropkicking him to mat. Orion gets on top of Owensby and start pounding into his head with vicious looking elbow strikes.
Carter: Twice now Orion thought she had the win only to come up short and now she’s starting to get angry!
Bennett: This is what a losing streak will do to you.
Orion stands up and leans against the ropes looking out at the crowd as she shakes her head. Darius is trying to get to his feet. Orion quickly runs to him and dropkicks him in the face. Orion turns around as Owensby is on his feet. Orion charges at him, Owensby leap frogs Orion then as she turns he jumps up and hits her with a hurricanrana. Darius is now up and he runs at Owensby but Owensby leap frogs him aswell. Darius turns Owensby connects with a Tilt-a-Whirl headscissors. With both Darius and Orion down, Ownesby looks out at the crowd who cheer for him as he smiles and jumps up to the top rope. Owensby jumps high and hits the frog splash on Orion. Ownesby gets up and looks at Darius who is still down, again he climbs the top rope.
Bennett:What is Owensby doing? This idiot should be pinning Orion after that frog splash!
Carter: He is the man without a plan and the crowd love him.
Owensby stands up on the top turnbuckle and taunts before he jumps and hits Darius with a perfect 450 splash, Darius rolls out of the ring in pain. Owensby jumps to his feet and raises his arms for the crowd as they cheer him. Owensby sees Orion pull herself up with the ropes. Owensby runs at Orion, Orion is ready as she catches Owensby with a snap powerslam.
Aiello: Orion is back in the driving seat.
Carter: Wait Darius has got that chair again.
As the ref is checking on Owensby, Darius pulls himself up to the ring apron with the chair and just as Orion sees him Darius throws the chair straight at her. The chair connects with Orion’s head as she collapses to the floor. Darius gets in the ring as the ref turns around looking confused Darius charges at Owensby who’s on his feet and hits him with the hunters mark. Darius makes the pin....ONE....
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Stroup: Here is your winner... Darius!!!!!!
Darius looks out at the crowd with a grin on his face as he raises his arms in the air victoriously.
Carter: What a match, anyone of these three talented athletes could have won this one!
Bennett: But only one person won the match and that was the big man Darius! The Brawl guy wins! Brawl is the best!
Aiello: The future of the EWC looks bright that’s for sure. We will right back with you after this commercial.
We move to a commercial break.
The crowd goes quiet as the sound of footsteps comes over the PA. The steps grow louder for a few seconds before they stop entirely, and after a moment, the strike of a match brings a flame to the screen. It casts a dim light onto a cigarette dangling from a man’s lips. He lights the cigarette, and its ember glows in the dark that returns when the flame dies out. After an exhale, a gruff voice speaks deliberately.
Man: You wouldn’t know it...
He takes another drag.
Man: ...but tonight - right now - you’re doing more than staring at the darkness. You're witnessing something special. Someday they’ll talk about this night. Someday they’ll remember it.
The ember glows in the darkness as the footsteps start up again.
Man: Because you’re looking at a man who can hang with anyone in the ring. You’re looking at a man who’s been waiting his whole life for something just like this. You’re looking at a man who, after all these years, is coming home for the first time.
The footsteps cease as the man takes another drag in the dark.
Man: And when old Tom Frost breaks down the door…
He strikes another match, and the dim light cast a shadow onto Tom Frost’s long, masculine face.
Tom Frost: The EWC will never be the same.
He grins, then blows out the flame, and the crowd begins to murmur as the footsteps trail off into silence.
SINGLES MATCH
(Winner will be put in international championship contender match after Stranglemania)
The whole arena goes dark for a moment, a spotlight hits the entrance ramp and 'Like a prayer' by Madonna plays from the PA system.
Life is a mystery...
The silhouette of a man moves into the spotlight, arms raised above his head as he starts to clap.
And it feels like home...
The lights go up around the arena, two red pyrotechnics go off at either side of the stage as the chorus hits
When you call my name
it's like a little prayer...
Cyrus starts clapping as he merrily skips from one side of the entrance ramp to the other, looking out at the sea of fans, goading them to clap along with him. Cyrus makes his way down the entrance ramp, engaging with fans along the way, dishing out high fives and hugs as he jives his way to the ring.
I'm down on my knees
I want to take you there...
Sliding underneath the bottom rope into the ring, Cyrus shuffles from one corner buckle to another, continuously banging the palms of his hands together as the fans are on there feet clapping with him,
Just like a prayer you know,
I'll take you there...
Cyrus casually leans against the ropes, with a cheesy grin on his face.
Aiello: Cyrus pumping up the crowd. What showmanship... Gotta love it.
Bennett: Love it? Only if he fell down and ruptured his spleen. That would be entertaining!
Carter: Always a ray of sunshine, Bennett. Always a ray of sunshine.
Bennett: Cyrus is just that kind of guy that you like to see get beat on... And I am betting Clay will do just that.
Guitar and harmonica begin to blare through the arena, the start of Gunning For You sends a silence across the crowd as Nick Nolan's lyrics echo through the arena. The state of Texas appears on the screen, and slowly fades into a highlight video.
My Gun is loaded it's getting time
Two shots of whiskey i'm takin' what's mine
Ain't what you're sayin it's what you do
Your time has come boy i'm Gunnin for You
When hell is rainin down you'll see my face won't heara sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm Gunnin for You
Clayton Byrd steps from the back, clad in his fathers leather vest and with red tights. His right arm is raised in the air, his fist clenched at it's apex. Clay begins his slow walk down the ramp. His eyes are fixed on the ring, and he trudges on. Not paying any notice to any of the fans in attendance.
There's desperation deep in your eyes
No turnin back now no compromise
Cause only one of us walks out that door
The other bleedin out on the floor
Clay walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring.
Carter: Clay looking to rebound on that though loss to Nicole Taylor last week here in Brawl.
Bennett: Nicole is a great wrestler, but like I said last Brawl – Clay is a beast! I expect him to put a Texas sized ass whoopin' on Cyrus.
Aiello: Looks like Cyrus is walking over to shake hands with Clay. Great show of respect.
Bennett: Bust his ass, Clay! Don't shake hands with that idiot!
Cyrus walks right up to Clay, hand extended. Clay looks at Cyrus' hand and then slaps it away, following it up with a big knife edge chop. Cyrus flops on the mat and slides out of the ring, playing it up to the crowd that Clay wouldn't shake his hand.
Bennett: HA! That's what you get.
Carter: Referee has started the count on Cyrus.
Cyrus slides back into the ring and is immediately met with a big boot to the head from Clay as he starts to stand up. Clay picks Cyrus up by his hair and pulls him up into a vertical suplex. Cyrus arches his back in pain as Clay is quickly back to his feet. He viciously starts stomping Cyrus into the mat. Clay drops to his knees and locks his hands around Cyrus' neck, chocking him. The ref runs over and starts yelling at Clay to break. Clay reluctantly breaks after a couple seconds and Cyrus quickly rolls back out of the ring as Clay stands to yell at the ref.
Carter: Smart move by Cyrus. Get a moment to clear the cobwebs and regroup.
Bennett: He should just give up! He's got no chance against Clay. He's like a whole foot taller than Cyrus.
Aiello: Looks more like four to five inches to me.
Bennett: When was the last time you got your eyes checked?
Back in the ring Clay is arguing with the ref as Cyrus slowly walks around the outside of the ring. While Clay bickers with the ref, Cyrus scales the ropes and poises himself on the top rope. Clay finally turns his attention from the ref to the outside of the ring, looking for Cyrus. Clay suddenly catches Cyrus out of the corner of his eye, but not in time to avoid Cyrus' missile dropkick. Clay goes down and Cyrus is back to his feet in the blink of an eye. He grabs Clay's legs and attempts an ankle lock, but Clay kicks him off before the move is locked in. Cyrus kicks Clay in the leg as he starts to stand and then hauls off and bitch slaps Clay across the face. Cyrus laughs at Clay, playing to the crowd, and then kicks Clay in the leg again. Clay reaches up and grabs a handful of Cyrus' hair and pulls him into a headbutt.
Bennett: POW! I heard that hollow thud from Cyrus' head all the way over here!!
Carter: Maybe Cyrus better stop playing to the crowd and pay attention to Clay.
Cyrus flops on his butt from the impact of that headbutt, looking dazed. Clay gets slowly to his feet and kicks Cyrus right in the face, laying him out on his back. Pin attempt as Clay goes for the cover.
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Kick out!
Clay grins as he appears to be happy that the match isn't over. Cyrus rolls over on his side as Clay gets to his feet. He drops a knee on the side of Cyrus' head and flops back on top of him, covering Cyrus' mouth and nose with his hand. Cyrus starts flailing as the Ref moves around to get a better angle on what is happening. Clay shifts, blocking the Ref's view, while continuing to smoother Cyrus. Clay hops up off Cyrus as the Ref moves in closer to inspect what was going on. He pulls Cyrus up by his hair and into a running powerslam, bouncing Cyrus off the mat like a rag doll. Clay is up to his feet, smiling over Cyrus.
Carter: Amazing show of power from the big man. Cyrus looks like he is needing to come up with a different game plan.
Bennett: Game plan? I told you, he needs to quit while he can still breathe without medical assistance! Clay is a BEAST!
Clay grabs Cyrus by his hair and starts to pull him to his feet, but gets caught by a kneeling jawbreaker from Cyrus. Clay staggers back from the move a couple steps and then slumps into the corner, holding his jaw.
Carter: Desperation move from Cyrus. Both men seem a little slow getting back to their feet.
Bennett: Cyrus is just delaying the inevitable at this point. Keep poking the bear, Cyrus.
Black runs, leaps up to smash his forearm to the face of Clay, but Clay catches him and delivers a vicious spinebuster. Clay grabs the throat of Black and lifts up into the air, but as they come up Black twists around, drops Clay to the mat still holding the arm and locks in an armbar. Black begins pulling with everything he has, Clay refusing to tap.
Aiello: Cyrus might be able to get the victory here!
Carter: He's going to break Clay's arm!
Bennett: You dumb sumbitches, that is Clay Byrd, he isn't going to let some little armbar stop him.
Clay eventually able to turn to his feet, stack Black, lift him up and slams Black into the mat with a powerbomb causing Black to let go of the hold. Clay circles around grabbing at his arm and spinning it around. He bends down to lift up Black, but Black throws up a foot kicking Clay in the face, twists around kicking the side of Clay's knee dropping clay to one knee. Black twists as he pushes himself to his feet, runs at the ropes behind clay and comes back with a running kick to the back of Clay's head that Black calls THE BLACKOUT! and then rolls Clay over for the pin.
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THREE!
Aiello: What a vicious kick for Cyrus Black and what a return! Beating Clay Byrd is no easy task!
Carter: You're not kidding. That took everything Cyrus Black had.
Bennett: Clay got robbed, Cyrus cheated.
Backstage we see Owensby Smith returning to the locker room after what might very well have been his toughest match thus far in the EWC. He heads over to a bench and plops down to untie his boots. Boots off, Owensby walks over to his locker to grab his street clothes when he spots an envelope hanging out of it. Unsure if maybe he's at the wrong locker, Owensby double-checks the number on it. Satisfied that it is in fact his locker, he pulls out the envelope, which has his name on it. He opens it and begins reading it to himself out loud.
Owensby Smith: Enjoy it while it lasts, but it won't last long. You thought you could run, but you were dead wrong. I will destroy all that holds you in place, turn your world upside down, send you into outerspace. Why? 'Cause you turned your back on me. Because of you this is how it has to be. See you soon, you pansy-ass son of a bitch.
Confusion sweeps across his face as he looks up and all around him. Nobody in the room with him except the camera man.
Owensby Smith: Any idea who put this in my locker?
The camera shifts from side-to-side in a "no" gesture. Owensby walks to the door, opens it and calls out to some of the stagehands nearby, waving the letter.
Owensby Smith: Hey, does anyone know who put this in my locker?
Everybody shakes their head and replies in the negative.
Owensby Smith: Huh. This is just too messed up.
Our scene closes with Owensby looking down at the letter, flipping it over in his hands, confused.
TAG MATCH
Aiello: Welcome back, folks. What a night it has been so far!
Carter: And it's only going to get better!
Bennett: You're damn right. The Champ is in action next! And he's going to pull that rockstar's hair right out of her lumpy little skull once more!
Carter: Last week, Dominic Sanders was able to top Iggy Swango in that first blood match. And awhile back we saw Dr. Nicole Taylor score a victory over Hope Diamond. This should be a good match.
Aiello: Let's not forget that Dominic Sanders and Hope Diamond have squared off this season, as well. They SAY they have put everything behind them and will coexist here tonight. We are about to find out.
Stroup: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
”Let It Rock” plays and the fans both cheer and jeer as Nicole Taylor comes out and heads toward the ring. Along the way she hands out high fives to a very select number cheering cheer for her, and hands her psychologist business card to a select few who are jeering her.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Los Angeles, California by way of Anaheim, California... Nicole Taylor!
She enters the ring and is all business as she goes to her corner with no theatrics and waits for her partner.
Aiello: Dr. Nicole has been very successful as of late, scoring herself a date with her partner tonight at StrangleMania for the International Championship.
Carter: These two HAVE to put that aside tonight if they want any shot at beating Hope Diamond and Dominic Sanders.
“3’s & 7’s” by Queens of the Stone Age hits the arena as the lights dim low before strobing between red and the pitch blackness of the arena. Just as the loud guitar riffs echo throughout the arena the lights starts pulsing red and Iggy Swango emerges from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music with the EWC International Championship hanging at her side in her hand.
Stroup: Her partner... Standing in at five feet seven inches tall, weighing one hundred and forty-five pounds, from San Francisco, California... She is the EWC International Champion, Iggy Swango!!!
Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out to the music before making her way down the ramp. She throws the devil horns with the International Championship hanging from her hand and sticks out her tongue taunting her fans as red and black confetti streamers come raining down from above on her way down to the ring. Iggy slides under the bottom rope and pops up on her knees in the middle of the ring. She slowly stands her to her feet before raising the International Championship high into the air. She moves over to the corner adjacent to Dr. Nicole and they wait for their opponents.
Aiello: Iggy Swango may not have come away with the victory over Sanders last week, but she sure showed a lot of guts and heart in that ring.
Bennett: And Prince's bass guitar's guts were what ended her night.
Carter: As cheesy as that is, Steve, you're correct. Dominic Sanders smashed Iggy's prized possession and DDT'd her right onto the shards to get the win.
The intro of “Being Evil Has a Price” blasts out of the sound system. As the word “EVIL” appears in big sparkling letters on the MacTron, Hope appears on the top of the ramp and raises her arms to greet the booing fans with double rock horns. She mocks the fans' reactions by placing her raised index fingers left and right of her temples, mimicking devils horns.
Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in his usual ring attire and the Undisputed Championship in his right hand. He points one finger at Hope and then applauds for his partner before raising the Championship up into the air.
Stroup: And their opponents... Hope Diamond and the EWC Undisputed Champion Dominic Sanders!
Bursting into laughter Hope struts down the aisle. She's in no particular hurry and takes her time to insult individual fans as she mocks their appearance, clothing or behavior. Sanders follows closely behind, smirking at Hope's antics as he remains unphased by the booing crowd. Hope climbs the stairs and turns around to lean into the turnbuckle. Hope makes out one fan who is particularly vocal and obvious in his dislike of Hope. Sanders slides under the bottom turnbuckle and into the ring. Hope points out to the fan and challenges him to come and have a match with her. Smirking in satisfaction to have silenced the loudmouth, Hope steps through the robes and makes a show out of rolling her shoulders and cranking her neck to get ready for the upcoming match. Sanders takes off his hoodie and gently lays the Undisputed Championship in their corner.
Aiello: Well, we wondered if these two would coexist and it's a good start.
Carter: Dominic Sanders obviously wants to help showcase his partner here tonight. He put aside his own agenda and came out to her music and walked in her shadow.
Bennett: That's a true Champion right there! We should all be very humbled in his presence!
Aiello: And here comes the Undisputed Champion.
Bennett: Game over. Call it now.
Sanders steps into the ring and he and Hope double-Irish whip Iggy into the ropes. Iggy ducks a double-clothesline and grabs Hope and Sanders by the heads, knocking their heads together. Hope stumbles away and towards her corner, where she exits to the apron holding her left eye. Sanders grabs his right eye and shakes his head, trying to get the cobwebs out. Iggy grabs Sanders and delivers a snap suplex towards her corner. As she gets off of the mat, Nicole reaches over and slaps Iggy on the shoulder hard. Iggy turns around and yells at her about the hard tag. Nicole smirks as she steps into the ring and dismisses Iggy. Iggy exits the ring and Nicole reaches down and grabs Sanders. Sanders gets up to his feet and delivers a headbutt right into Nicole’s cheek. She stumbles backwards and Sanders runs at her, delivering a hard clothesline to Nicole, sending her to the mat. Sanders walks over and tags Hope back into the match. Sanders grabs Nicole and delivers a back-breaker, holding her in that position. Hope is up to the top rope and leaps off, delivering a leg drop across Nicole’s throat. Hope covers Nicole as Sanders exits the ring.
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Carter: Great teamwork so far by Hope Diamond and Dominic Sanders.
Aiello: And not so much by the other squad across the ring.
Hope pulls Nicole up to her feet, but Nicole drives the point of her elbow right into Hope’s temple. She kicks Hope in the side, then in the side of the head, then back to the ribcage. Every strike is forceful and quick, Hope not able to keep up. Nicole’s strikes drive Hope into the corner, where Nicole climbs up the turnbuckles and drives fists into Hope’s face.
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Nicole descends the turnbuckle and grabs Hope by the wrist. She whips Hope across the ring hard into the opposite turnbuckle. Iggy puts her boot up on top of the turnbuckle in their corner and instructs Nicole to slam Hope’s head into the boot. Nicole does so and then tags Iggy into the ring.
Aiello: And there was some successful teamwork by Swango and Taylor.
Bennett: Color me shocked!
Iggy gets into the ring and shoves Hope into the corner. She backs up and runs at Hope, leaping with a hip attack. Hope ducks out of the way and Iggy slams her hip hard into the top turnbuckle. Hope grabs Iggy and drags her over to Sanders, who tags Hope and enters the match. They lock Swango up and deliver a double suplex to the International Champion. Hope exits the ring and Sanders drives a knee into Iggy’s jaw. He covers her.
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Sanders gets up to his feet and picks Swango up off of the ground. He lifts her up into a fireman’s carry, looking for the Riptide. Swango wiggles free and goes to tag Nicole in. Swango swipes at Nicole’s hand, but Swango misses?
Aiello: I think Nicole Taylor just moved her hand!
Bennett: That ain’t right. I think you’re seeing things!
Swango looks Nicole in the eyes and shouts at her.
Swango: What are you doing?! Tag me!
Swango goes to tag Nicole back in again, but before she can tag Nicole, Sanders rolls Iggy up and grabs her tights!
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3!
Aiello: For the second straight week, it's Dominic Sanders scoring the victory over Iggy Swango! Albeit with a hand full of tights!
Carter: The International Champion and Dr. Taylor just seemed very off tonight. Moreso Iggy Swango than Dr. Nicole.
Aiello: I don't know. I still think Nicole could have tagged in and she moved her hand. I am not so sure either one of them were into their partner selection tonight.
Bennett: And at StrangleMania we will see a new International Champion. And you can bet on that!
Carter: Oh please. Stop sucking up to Sanders!
Aiello: When we return, we've got a huge match! Xavier Reid and Kendrick Kross square off to see which one goes to StrangleMania to challenge Dominic Sanders for the Undisputed Championship!
We move to a commercial break.
We cut backstage where the camera picks up Xavier Reid as he is walking with his cousin Tlatoani Volando and his adviser Nikki Dupree
Tlatoani Volando: Man it would really suck to get all this way to the finals just to lose to Kendrick Kross and miss out on StrangleMania…
Nikki Dupree: Are you kidding me Tlatoani? Why in the world would you say that TONIGHT of all night’s?
Tlatoani Volando: I’m trying to motivate the guy, listen I want him going into this match hungry, desperate...like his life depends on it, I mean if I was Jon Spartan and I invested my reputation by calling a bum like you back up to Brawl after falling flat on your face the first time around AND THEN you blow the finals...hell I wouldn’t even bother shipping you back to FSW, I’d ship you off to Prime...and we know how THAT’S going for you…
Nikki Dupree: Knock it off, we don’t need your stupid voice in his head out there tonight…
Tlatoani Volando: Well on a positive note the new Elite 15 is out, you’re still the shit...get it….because you’re number 2…
Tlatoani laughs but he’s the only one
Tlatoani Volando: Damn, tough crowd...well it was Chiquitita’s joke anyways but hey more bounce money and hey...maybe Under Armour will have us back to their headquarters for more free stuff…
Nikki Dupree: Didn’t you eBay everything you got there last time?
Tlatoani Volando: Yeah...made a killing...you need to call them and tell them Xavier wants to come back for a visit again…
Nikki Dupree: Ok, I’ll get right on that…
Nikki ignores Tlatoani as the group turns the corner to see Brian Spades and his camera crew waiting on them...he motions for Xavier who walks over to him as they cut to the big screen inside Enterprise Center…
Brian Spades: Ladies and gentlemen...Xavier Reid…
The reaction is mixed but with a little more cheers than boos from the sold out crowd…
Brian Spades: Tonight we crown a Number One Contender for the Undisputed Champion and name the opponent for Dominic Sanders at StrangleMania as the tournament comes to a close with you facing off with Kendrick Kross in the finals of what has been a surprising but grueling tournament…
Xavier Reid: Our GM put eight hungry competitors inside that ring and dangled an opportunity of a lifetime in front of us...that alone will bring out the best in anyone...it certainly brought out the best in Kendrick and me…
Brian Spades: Speaking of Kendrick Kross you were quite critical of him and question his focus and if it’s entirely on the match here tonight…
Xavier Reid: No...his own actions called into question if he’s really focused on what’s right in front of him here tonight...by his own words his actions say NO...I merely pointed this out to him and the fans, look the guy tried to play off the same script he used against Griffin...questioning my desire to win back the X-Division Championship giving me the advice to just ‘move on’...see that’s spoken like a man who hasn’t been a champion in a LONG time...but make no mistake about it, my mind and my ‘focus’ is right where it needs to be...here in the EWC and on THIS match against Kendrick Kross…
Brian Spades: Well Kendrick did bring up a good point, pointing out the last championship match you were in you lost…
Xavier Reid: Yeah where I was a champion...when’s the last time Kendrick was a champion...hell I don’t remember him winning many championship matches he’s been in of late...that’s because he hasn’t...the guy keeps losing in matches just like this...number one contender matches...see Kendrick isn’t thinking this out too well...if my championship lost is going to ‘festering’ in my head and what...your head is going to be crystal clear...your last match against Iggy where she won the right to face Griffin...your last number one contender match is out of your head...brother you can’t have it both ways...YOU’VE LOST MORE OF THESE MATCHES THAN I’VE EVER BEEN IN...if self doubt is going to creep into either of our heads I’m betting on the guy that’s made of a career of getting beat in matches just like this...Kendrick is living in a dream world...where he can call out anyone and everyone because in his little head he believes what he’s saying is true and sounds good...it makes him feel better and makes him believe he has a real shot...the problem with that is he’s either just as guilty of what he’s accusing others for or...it’s just not factual...he displaces is own fears of inequality on us because he just doesn’t want to admit he questions himself...he says he’s not going to lose to me...like he has any say in that...Kendrick...I want you to listen close...listen to what I’m saying…
Xavier turns away from Brain Spades and looks right into the camera
Xavier Reid: Your run ends here tonight...this is the closest you will get to Dominic Sanders, the main event of StrangleMania and the Undisputed Championship...you should consider yourself lucky to have made the Finals...it was a good run for someone like you but it ends here tonight...there will be no underdog fairy tail story where Kendrick Kross defies the odds and main events StrangleMania...your run ends here tonight at the hands of me…
Brian Spades: Well best of luck Xavier…
Brian nods and walks away from Xavier as Tlatoani and Nikki walk back over to Xavier…
Tlatoani Volando: So is there any free swag that goes along with Main Eventing StrangleMania…
Nikki Volando: Can we leave him back here in the states Xavier…
Xavier shakes his head as he walks away from his cousin...
SINGLES MATCH
Finals in #1 Contenders tournament for Undisputed Championship
Aiello: What a show Monday Night Brawl has been so far. If you thought that last match was good, then boy are you in for a treat.
Carter: That's right Joe, up next up we have ... Kendrick Kross vs Xavier Reid
The jumbo screen flickers and the picture of a sky appears on the eve of a storm, the clouds are dark and rolling across the sky quickly and with aggression. The lights inside the arena start to dim, the rumbling of a storm can be heard over the speakers as lighting appears in the clouds
The cracking of lighting grows louder and louder until two strikes hit the stage
First from the right and then from the left as ‘Papercut’ starts to play out…
Smoke rises up from where the lightning hit stage as Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage, his arms crossed in a X over his chest as he stands at the top of the stage and looks out towards the ring.
Stroup: From New York City, stand at 5’11” and 220 pounds...Xavviierr Reeiiiddd.
The fans have a mix reaction as he starts to walk towards the ring, shadow boxing as he does so ignoring the fans until he reaches ringside
Xavier bounces up and down while looking at the ground and then looks up and smirks as he heads towards the steps and slams his foot down on each step as he marches up the steps and jumps into the ring and heads right to far corner and climbs to the middle rope and tosses his arms into the air and crosses them into a X as he looks out over the crowd.
'Seven Nation Army' hits the PA System. 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 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 shoot from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.
Stroup: From Chelsea London, weighing at 215 Pounds....Kendrick KROSS![/size][/font]
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 and takes a left turn and walks up the steps, climbing in through the top and second ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
The bell rings as the two men circle the ring. They eye one another, neither one wanting to make the first move as they slowly walk in and finally hook up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. A power struggle begins to develop, one pushing the other back, then the other following suit before Kendrick finally has enough of it and sends a hard knee into the gut of Xavier, causing him to double over. Kendrick grabs the head of Xavier and hits him with a hip toss, keeping control of his head and neck area grounding him.
Aiello: Kendrick is trying to quickly get ahold of this match. Looks like he has done it so far.
Carter: It’s early...quit trying to act like he is already wearing him out![/size][/font]
Bennett: Both of you shutup. Lets keep our eyes on this match going on![/size][/font]
Kendrick keeps wrenching on the neck before Xavier is able to roll him over for a pinning attempt, before the ref can even get down to count though Kendrick rolls back over, keeping control of the neck. Kross tries to keep the early advantage but Xavier starts sending punches to the side of Kross causing him to let loose of the hold and grab at his side. Xavier gets up quickly, followed by Kross but Xavier gets the advantage here, he grabs Kross’ arm and gets him in a wrist lock. Kross tries to reverse it but is unsuccessful and Xavier transitions it into a hammer lock! Kendrick grimaces, not in pain but in frustration with Xavier. He quickly gets out of it though and gets in a hammer lock of his own before releasing it, the two then walking back into their respective corners.
Aiello: Quick exchanges of holds here. This match might turn out to be a really tightly contested one.
Bennett: Did you expect anything else? These two know what’s at stake.
Kendrick and Xavier walk towards one another, Xavier and Kendrick look like they are going for another tie up but Kross doesn’t, he sends a boot into Xaviers gut and bends him over. Kendrick lifts him up though and sends loud and hard knifedge chops to the center of Xaviers chest, each chop Xavier grabbing at his chest. This backs Xavier up to the middle of the ropes and Kendrick grabs Reids arm then sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip. Kendrick runs towards a returning Reid but before he can do anything Xavier hits him with a hard clothesline knocking him down and goes for a cover. He drops down and hooks the outside leg.
ONE!
TW...KICKOUT!
Bennett: What’d that Son o’ Bitch think? That he was going to win this early on? Come on, Reid.[/size][/font]
Carter: I doubt that. But no harm in trying.[/size][/font]
Aiello: Let’s pay attention to the match, shall we?
Xavier looks at the ref and holds up three fingers then shakes his head. Xavier grabs Kendrick by the head and lifts him up only to send kicks to his thighs, each kick making a loud crack sounds throughout the arena followed by Kendrick grabbing his thigh.
Aiello: Smart move, Xavier is trying to slow down the quicker opponent.
Bennett: That’s because Xaviers smart. He’s got this win.
Carter: Let’s not count the chickens before they hatch?
Kendrick ends up falling to one knee and Xavier lines him up, he goes for a kick to the head but no! Xavier misses! Kendrick goes for a quick roll up but Xavier kicks out of it. They both quickly hop up but Kendrick hits Xavier with a beautiful dropkick straight to the nose. Kendrick nips up as a mixed reaction is heard. Kendrick stays on the attack though as he looks at Xavier trying to get up. Kendrick quickly sends a kick to Xaviers back as he had gotten up to one knee but quickly collapses once again. Kendrick sees his opportunity and pulls Xavier into the middle of the ring face first, crossing his legs into an indian death lock and goes for the bridge for a Muta Lock but Xavier senses it and before Kendrick can even attempt to lock it in Xavier crawls over to the ropes. Kendrick uncrosses the legs and walks away from Reid as it looks like he is letting Xavier up but no! He runs towards Xavier, sensing it though Xavier ducks grabs Kendrick between his legs and sends him out of the ring!
Xavier falls to a knee to catch his breath a bit but notices Kendrick is starting to stir, he looks at the other side of the ring and looks back at Kendrick, he does it again before running over towards the other side, bouncing off the ropes, on the return he gets into a back hand round and after landing on his feet jumps over the ropes with a corkscrew and lands hard onto Kendrick hitting the X-Treme Air! After the move Xavier quickly jumps up and looks at the downed Kendrick.
Carter: What a move! That just changed the momentum quick!
Aiello: There’s that dangerous ability Xavier has and just throwing caution to the wind!
Bennett: Get the Son O’ Bitch inside! He might just get this win!
Xavier grabs Kendrick and rolls him into the ring. He goes for the cover, while doing so puts his legs up onto the ropes trying to gain extra leverage!
Carter: He can’t win like this!
ONE!
Bennett: You know what they say, if you ain’t cheatin’ you ain’t trying and this Son O’ Bitch is tryin’![/size][/font]
TWO!
TH…
Before the ref can get to three he stops the count and notices Xaviers feet on the ropes. He looks at Xavier and knocks his feet off the ropes, Xavier pops up and tells the ref he wasn’t cheating and begins arguing. Kendrick takes the time with this though and trips Xavier, causing him to hit the mat hard. Kendrick quickly turns around to face the opposite way and Kendrick gets Xavier into a high-angled boston crab! Xavier pushes up pain obviously a factor in this. The ref keeps asking him if he wants to give up but he says no each time. He keeps shaking his head no but as each second goes by it gets harder and harder for him to not give up but in the end he pushes Kendrick off of him. Kendrick grabs the ropes and stops himself from going over the ropes. Xavier slowly gets up to a knee, facing Kendrick, noticing this Kendrick hits him hard with a superkick! Kendrick quickly goes for a cover!
ONE!
Aiello: Kendrick has got it here, he’s going to advance!
TWO!
Carter: He just might..that was a hard kick!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Xavier kicks out right as the refs hand is coming down for the three count. Kendrick looks at the ref in disbelief wondering how he could have kicked out of such a flush kick. Kendrick, not paying attention to Xavier, more worried about how the kick didn’t keep him down has given Xavier just enough time. He gets up and pushes Kendrick into the ref, knocking him down! Xavier sees this as the perfect opportunity, as Kendrick is now more worried about the ref. Xavier slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and quietly slides back in. He yells at Kendrick and as Kross turns around he gets hit hard by a steel chair, echoing throughout the arena! Xavier waits for Kross to slowly get up and hits him with another and one more the the head, the final one cutting Kendrick open! Xavier throws the chair to the outside and wakes the ref up as he drops down for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Aiello: How the hell did Kendrick kick out of three hard ass chair shots!?
Carter: The will to win...he hasn’t had gold here in EWC in what seems like an eternity. He’s ready for a shot at the Undisputed Championship!
Bennett: He isn’t going to get it, Xavier will be winning this match.
Xavier picks up a bloodied Kendrick and whips him into the turnbuckle. Resting there Xavier walks over to him and sends multiple punches to the cut on Kendricks head, opening it even more. Xavier lifts Kendrick up onto the top turnbuckle where he grabs him in a front face lock and then grabs his pants. He lifts Kendrick up and hits him with a hard superplex! Kendrick, having the ring awareness he does, after grabbing his back, just as Xavier does, rolls out of the ring making a big THUD! Xavier slowly gets up and sees where Kendrick is at. He walks towards the ropes and climbs through them to the outside of the ring. Xavier looks at the announce table and clears everything off of it. He walks over at the still motionless Kendrick and lays him on the table. Xavier hits Kendrick in the chest and head a couple of times before climbing back in then out of the ring, breaking the count which had gotten to seven, and then climbs up the turnbuckle. Xavier looks around and a smirk crosses his face as he jumps off the turnbuckle and hits a hard elbow onto the chest of Kendrick, sending them both through the table!
Bennett: HOLY SHIT!
Aiello: Xavier is out here putting life and limb for a chance at that Undisputed Championship.
Carter: If he can get up and get Kendrick into the ring he might have it!
Xavier, who grabs his shoulder, begins to stir a bit as the still what seems to be knocked out Kendrick lays there. Xavier picks him up and drags the dead weight that is Kendrick into the ring. He rolls him into the ring and goes for another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Aiello: What the hell!? How…
Bennett: Got to give it to Kross, he’s one tough Son O’ Bitch.
Xavier looks in shock as he rolls off of the tired and beaten down Kendrick. Kendrick slowly begins to stir and as Xavier notices this he starts to pick Kendrick up but Kendrick is able to get enough strength to send Xavier and his injured shoulder into the ring post! Xavier falls through the ropes after hitting the ring post and catches his head right on the corner of the steps as the sharp point cuts him open. Kendrick takes deep breaths as he crawls over to the ropes that he uses to pull himself up. He sees that Xavier has been cut open and has fallen to the middle of the floor. He smiles as he awaits for him to get up to one knee, he slowly does and Kendrick springboards off of the ropes, onto the opposite turnbuckle and hits Xavier with a hard Triangle Dropkick sending Xavier hard into the steps!
Carter: What a move! I haven’t seen Kendrick use that in recent memory!
Aiello: You never know what he will show up with!
Kendrick after hitting the ground hard from the triangle dropkick slowly starts to get up. Xavier however, is still resting on the steps. Kendrick picks up Xavier and rolls him into the ring. He crawls on top of Xavier and goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE!
KICKOUT!
Bennett: These two are going to have to kill each other!
Carter: It sure looks like it!
Aiello: At least it’s a great match!
Kendrick slowly gets up and looks at Xavier who has gotten to all fours. Kendrick runs to the opposite side of the ring and runs back, he jumps up but Xavier moves causing Kendrick to grab his leg! Xavier quickly gets up he grabs Kendrick and hits him with the buckle bomb followed by a Springboard Cutter!
Carter: The X-Tincition!
Xavier quickly goes for the cover hooking both legs.
ONE!
Bennett: He’s going to kickout!
TWO!
Carter: I don’t think so.
THREE!
Aiello: He’s done it! Xaviers done it!
Aiello: What a match we just had folks ... So much back and forth and danger between Kross and Reid.
Stroup: The winner of tonight's match XAVIER REID
Xavier Reid celebrates victory as the ref raises his arm
Bennett: That son of a bitch showed what he is made of .. shit
Carter: It was a hard fought match between Kross and Reid but Reid had just enough left in the tank to get it done, and overall seemed better equipped for tonight's match
Aiello: Don't go anywhere folks, we have more Brawl action coming up next when Criterion takes on Shock & Awe .. but first, a quick word from our sponsors .. don't go anywhere!
We move to a commercial break.
The cameras cut to a skybox in the arena where NSFW are present, spectators for this contest. Both are dressed as champions should be- suits, shades, championship belts slung over their respective right shoulders, and, of course, Mike's ubiquitous Mets cap. Bryan Spade is between them, microphone in hand.
Spade: Church. McGuire. It's obvious that you're here tonight to see just who you'll be facing in two weeks at Stranglemania. Shock and Awe or Criterion. Any preference?
Church: No.
McGuire: We look at it this way. Do we LIKE one team better? Probably. But if they fought their way through a tournament to face us, that means they're worthy to take their shot.
Spade: Both of these teams have been hot on your heels. Criterion has been vocal that they are destined to become tag team champions. Some say they destroyed The Limit, something that you two could never do in your fights with them. And Shock and Awe? While they've had one match thus far, Curtis Mars is one of the fastest rising stars EWC has ever seen. Already a champion, undefeated as a competitor. And his wife Freya Hobs looks to be on the same path on FSW. Do--
Church politely put his hand over the microphone. He relieved Spade of his duties.
Church: All of that conjecture, all of that speculation - it just doesn't matter.
McGuire: You can prognosticate all you want. At the end of the day, all that matters is what goes on in that fuckin' ring, from bell to bell. That's where all the questions get answered.
The two of them pointedly turn away from Spade and go back to watching the action below.
Aiello: Once again, Xavier Reid shocking the entire EWC Universe! Dominic Sanders is going to have his hands full with this one. But now, it's time for tonight's Main Event!
Carter: We found out who Dominic Sanders is facing for the Undisputed Championship, now we find out who NFSW faces for those tag team championships!
Bennett: Shock & Awe was never collected, so I'm going with criterion.
The Collector leads his warriors from behind the curtain. He walks with the confidence of a world champion leading his army. He grins and raises his hands shoulder length and points to the ring firing imaginary guns. Queing them to take their spots in the ring. Mondo shoves past him first and is followed by Antoni. Yeshwa grins at his larger stablemates and speeds up running down the ramp. Mondo and Antoni throw him into the air and he soars over the top rope and rolls through a forward flip to his feet. Mondo and Antoni enter on either side of the ring. Mondo going over the top rope. They spread the ropes apart so The Collector can slip in easily. He enters and points to his Collection as they taunt the crowd.
Stroup: Ladies and gentleman, this match is a tag team match scheduled one fall. It's to determine the number one contender for the EWC Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 479 pounds. Accompanied to the ring by The Collector and Maniac Mondo. Antoni Malieto and Yeshwa, CRITERION!
Aiello: I don't much like their attitude and you don't have to like all of their tactics, but this group right here are made up of three very dangerous individuals.
Carter: Talent wise, you can't take anything away from these guys and the fact they have this opportunity tonight is no mistake.
Bennett: These are my boys! Can't wait to see them kick some ass tonight, like always!
Lights go dark, 'Unbreakable" - Of Mice & Men plays and smoke fills the entrance-way. Once the lights come on, they flash red and purple and from the stage rises a platform begins to be raised in the side of the stage. As the stage itself is filled with smoke, knelt down on one knee is Curtis Mars in the center of the rising platform, X-Division championship around his waist. He uses his hand to hold up his head and as the platform raises higher, he slowly lifts his head up and there is an odd smile on his face. Once the platform stops, Curtis leaps into the air, lands with his arms spread out wide and lets out a loud scream of excitement. Then, from the back jumps Freya Hobs. She throws her arms back with a yell as the pyros go off. Both Curtis and Freya meet at the center of the stage. They put their foreheads together, Curtis grabs her head and kisses her forehead. Stepping away from one another, smiling, Freya slaps Curtis hard in the face and the two throw their hands back with excitement and let out a loud scream and then smash their forearms together and begin walking down the ramp.
Stroup: Ladies and gentleman. Now, on their way to the ring at a combined weight of 365 lbs, SHOCK & AWE!
The two slide in the ring and play to the fans. They meet in their corner and give each other little pushes, ending with another slap to Curtis's face. The two smile as they wait.
Aiello: If anybody can stop Criterion, it's these two. They have both been taring it up since arriving on the scene.
Carter: Curtis already faced Yeshwa, but with Mondo, maybe Antoni is the difference maker, but we will see. I'm excited for this one.
Bennett: You're foolish for doubting Criterion you idiots. Just watch, you'll be in Shock & Awe when your little Curtis and Freya are destroyed. Look at those two, they have nothing on Criterion!
Curtis and Yeshwa decide to start the match. Curtis and Freya bump heads, Antoni and Yeshwa smash forearms.
Yeshwa laughs at Mars as they circle the ring. Eventually, they work themselves into the middle of the ring and they lock hands, but immediately Yeshwa throws a knee to the gut of Mars and then Yeshwa spins under Mars's arm and attempts an arm-drag takedown, but Mars flips and lands on his feet. Yeshwa smiles as they circle the ring again. They meet in the middle and lock up around one another's head. They both attempts driving the other back, but neither really moving. Eventually, Yeshwa able to push Mars back and push's him into the ropes, then Yeshwa drops back with another arm-drag and again Mars flips landing on his feet. This time, as they circle and meet, they lock up again, but Yeshwa moves around, putting Mars in a cutter like position, but Mars flips over Yeshwa and lands on his feet. They circle around again, Yeshwa comes in hard with an elbow tot he face of Mars. Mars down on one knee, Yeshwa runs into the ropes, but on the return Mars leaps over him and when Yeshwa continues he bounces off the ropes again and on the return Mars puts his feet into the gut of Yeshwa attempting to use his momentum to spring him into the air, but Yeshwa able to flip in the air and land on his feet. Mars quick to his feet, Yeshwa runs at him and leaps up with a hurricanranna, but Mars able to keep flipping and lands on his feet. Yeshwa back up, they both charge at one another, Yeshwa throws a lariat that Mars ducks and continues to the ropes. Mars leaps up, puts both feet onto the top rope and springboards backwards with a moonsault, but on his way down Yeshwa moves aside and throws a kick to the face of Mars and Mars crashes hard into the ground. Yeshwa goes for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Aiello: What a back and forth by these two! What a start!
Carter: This has been a crazy beginning, both these guys are bringing it!
Bennett: Yeshwa has this fool where he wants him.
Yeshwa back to his feet, he lifts up Mars by the head and pushes him hard into Criterion corner and then tags in Antoni. Antoni grabs Yeshwa's arm, whips him into the ropes and on the return Antoni pushes Yeshwa high into the air and Yeshwa comes down with a hard forearm to the face of Mars which knocks him back into the turnbuckle and as he bounces off Antoni lifts Mars dropping him with a hard Samoan drop and goes for the cover on Mars.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Mars is able to kickout. Antoni lifts Mars to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the return Antoni throws a hard lariat that Mars is able to duck and continue running towards the ropes. On the return, once Mars is close enough, Antoni delivers a scoop powerslam and without letting go of Mars, Antoni stands to his feet, throws Mars up over his shoulder and begins to run towards the turnbuckle. Once close enough, right before Antoni is able to toss Mars into the turnbuckle, Mars pushes himself off of Antoni's back and pushes Antoni into the turnbuckle, Mars then leaps up onto the top rope and springboards off as Antoni bounces off of the turnbuckle, Mars delivers a springboard knee to the face of Antoni and both men are on the ground. Mars begins to push himself to his feet, stumbling he trips up as he makes his way to his corner and tags in Freya and right as Antoni rushes in to tag Yeshwa, he leaps up, but Freya is able to jump and land on the back of Antoni preventing the tag. She gets up, grabs the legs of Antoni and begins to drag him in the middle of the ring, but once there Antoni is able to pull her in with his feet and then push her back, roll over, leap and tag in Yeshwa. As Freya rushes forward, Yeshwa leaps up onto the top rope and springboards off delivering a European uppercut to the incoming Freya and Yeshwa goes for the pin.
ONE!...
KICKOUT!
Aiello: Quick kickout by Freya.
Carter: Shock & Awe had better get it together, Criterion has been in control for some time now.
Bennett: There's a reason for that guys, it's CRITERION!
Yeshwa to his feet, he pulls up Freya and whips her into the ropes. On the return, Yeshwa attempts a lariat, but Freya ducks, wraps up the arm of Yeshwa and spins around dropping him with a DDT. She swings around locking up an armbar that she calls, IT'S MINE! Freya begins to pull on the arm, but Yeshwa flips around to his feet. As he begins to stack Freya, Freya swings around and brings Yeshwa to the mat again with IT'S MINE! Still locked in. Yeshwa unable to roll this time. Freya pulling as hard as she can, Yeshwa refusing to tap able to reach his foot out and place it onto the ropes. Freya lets go of the hold, rolls backwards and pushes to her feet. Yeshwa sits up against the ropes grabbing his arm, Freya rushes towards him, she attempts to drive her knee into the face of Yeshwa, but Yeshwa drops to the ground and rolls out of the ring. Freya circles the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes and on the return leaps up over the top rope driving right into Yeshwa with a suicide dive as he turns around. On the outside, Freya gets up, pulls Yeshwa to his feet. She grabs the back of Yeshwa and runs towards the ring steps throwing Yeshwa hard into them causing the steps to break upon impact. The refs count begins.
1!
Freya stalks Yeshwa, grabs him and whips him into the barricade.
2!
Freya runs at Yeshwa, drives her knee into his gut, then grabs ahold of his head and runs towards the outside ring post and drives the face of Yeshwa right into it.
3!
Freya lifts Yeshwa, slides him into the ring. Freya follows and goes into cover.
ONE...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Yeshwa Kicks out!
Aiello: Freya bringing the fire tonight! This match sure hasn't disappointed.
Carter: This match could really go either way. Talent on both sides is insane and NSFW are going to have their hands full.
Bennett: Criterion have them right were they want them.
Freya back to her feet, she lifts up Yeshwa and whips him into Shock & Awe corner. Freya tags in Mars, flips Yeshwa to the ground. Mars jumps up, springboards off of the top rope with a 450 splash right onto Yeshwa for the pin.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Yeshwa kicks out. Mars back to his feet, he lifts up Yeshwa and lifts him to his feet. Mars tags in Freya and as she comes in Mars whips Yeshwa into the ropes, he grabs Freya's arm and spins her around whipping her towards Yeshwa and when the two meet, Freya nails a spear she calls BERSERKER! Then Mars runs, leaps up onto the top rope and before he can springboard off to complete CRAZYTIME! Anotni had rushed over, and smacked Mars's feet out of the way causing him to drop hard to the mat. Freya runs at Antoni and Freya attempts a spear to knock Antoni off of the ring apron, but Antoni moves aside and delivers a hard knee to Freya's face which cause her to drop inside of the ring. Antoni yells on Yeshwa who is seemingly out from Freya's finisher. Freya grabbing at her jaw, she inches towards her corner, but nobody is there. Yeshwa finally starting to move. Freya gets back to her feet, she runs at Yeshwa who is pulling himself to his feet with the ropes. Once Freya is close enough, Yeshwa drops down grabbing the top rope and Freya hits the ropes and flips over to the outside of the ring and this gives Yeshwa time to tag in Antoni. Freya is pushing herself to her feet, Antoni runs across the ring apron, leaps off grabbing Freya by the head and dropping back with diving DDT to ground. Antoni back up, he lifts Freya to her feet slides her into the ring, with her head still on the outside ring apron. Antoni walks over, lifts his elbow and smashes his elbow down into Freya's neck. Antoni slides in, throws his arm over Freya.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THH KICKOUT!
Aiello: Both these teams are bringing it tonight. This is for a chance at the tag team gold, they both want this.
Carter: It's going to take a lot to take one of these teams out.
Bennett: You sumbitches don't see what's in front of you. Criterion is the best damn tag team to come into this company. No way they lose this opportunity.
Antoni stands and lifts up Freya to her feet. Antoni whips Freya into the ropes, he also runs at her, as she bounces off, Antoni dives driving his shoulder into the face of Freya. Antoni lifts up Freya, grabs ahold of her delivers a pump handle into a fallaway face plant slam he calls RESURRECTION! Antoni goes for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHHRRRR Mars comes flying out of nowhere with a springboard 630 senton right ontop of Antoni breaking the pinfall. Mars rolls to his feet, as he does he is met with a flying knee to the face by Yeshwa. Mars rolls out of the ring, Yeshwa steps to his corner and puts his hand out. Antoni grabbing at his back as he starts to pull himself to his feet using the ropes. He stumbles to the downed Freya and lifts her to her feet. Antoni throws her into Criterion corner and then Antoni runs at Freya, but at the last second Freya leaps up and throws one foot in the air which Antoni ducks and slides out of the ring. Freya then spins around with a hook to the face of Yeshwa knocking him off of the ring apron to the outside and as she turns back around, Antoni had already slid back into the ring, hooks Freya's body and delivers a vicious belly to belly suplex. Antoni locks up her legs for the pin.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHRRRR KICKOUT!
Aiello: Bah gawd! How on earth was Freya able to kick out? She's taken a beaten, but there is no quit in this team!
Carter: Criterion has been in control a lot of it, but it's really been a back and forth battle. Neither team can figure the other out.
Bennett: Criterion will, the Collector told them how!
Antoni smacks the mat and looks at the ref holding up three fingers. Once he's up he bends down, lifts Freya and whips her into the ropes. On the return, Freya ducks an attack from Antoni and continues to the ropes. On the quick return as Antoni turns to face her, Freya dives with a vicious spear she calls BERSERKER! But Freya unable to go for the cover. Both Freya and Antoni down. Eventually, Freya is able to turn and throw a hand over Antoni.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHHHRRRR KICKOUT!
Aiello: HOW IN THE HELL DID HE JUST KICK OUT!? Freya unable to capitalize on that Berserker right away gave Antoni the time he needed to recover.
Carter: That was vicious, I think Antoni may have some broken ribs.
Bennett: Antoni can kick out of anything.
Freya rolls, slowly begins to crawl to her corner as does Antoni his. Freya reaches out, as does Antoni, Freya tags in Mars, Antoni tags in Yeshwa. The two come in fast and rush towards one another. Mars ducks an attack from Yeshwa, then Mars leaps up and hits Yeshwa with a pale kick. Mars gets to his feet, pulls up Yeshwa and pulls him into the corner. Mars runs at Yeshwa, but Yeshwa lunches forwards with an elbow to the face of Mars knocking him to the mat. Yeshwa begins to climb the turnbuckle, but once on top, Mars springs, leaps up onto the top rope grabs ahold of Yeshwa with both men standing on the top rope. Mars leaps off backwards connecting with a SPANISH FLY OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! Mars quickly back to his feet, runs back to the turnbuckle, leaps up and then off with a phoenix 630 that he calls THE WHISPERS! And he stays ontop of Yeshwa for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!... Antoni attempts to come in and break it, but he is met with another BERSERKER from Freya.
THREE!
Aiello: THEY DID IT! SHOCK & AWE DEFEATED CRITERION! What a battle, but a well fought victory for this team!
Carter: They deserve it after a performance like this. NSFW VS Shock & Awe, that's going to be a hell of a match!
Bennett: BULLSHIT! Criterion just got robbed!
Mars and Freya stumble towards one another and begin to celebrate.
MATCH WRITERS
..........
MATCH ONE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO: Dominic Sanders
MATCH THREE: Darius
MATCH FOUR: Cyrus Black
MATCH FIVE: Gabrielle Visconty
MATCH SIX: Dominic Sanders
MATCH SEVEN: Kendrick Kross
MAIN EVENT: MNB
..........
SEGMENTS
..........
Criterion
D-Max
Shock & Awe
Richie Valentine
Tom Frost
Owensby Smith
Xavier Reid
NSFW
..........
RECAP OF WINNERS
..........
X-DIVISION MATCH
Damage
VS Maniac Mondo
WINNER: Damage
X-DIVISION MATCH
Greg Samuel
VS Emma Louise
WINNER: Greg Samuel
SINGLES MATCH
Lynx Boyd
VS Gabrielle Visconty
WINNER: Gabrielle Visconty
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Orion Samson
VS Owensby Smith
VS Darius
WINNER: Darius
SINGLES MATCH
(Winner will be put in international championship contender match after Stranglemania)
Cyrus Black
VS Clay Byrd
WINNER: Cyrus Black
TAG MATCH
Dr. Nicole Taylor & Iggy Swango
VS Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
WINNERS: Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
SINGLES MATCH
Finals in #1 Contenders tournament for Undisputed Championship
Kendrick Kross
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER: Xavier Reid
MAIN EVENT
TAG MATCH
Criterion (Antoni & Yeshwa)
VS Shock & Awe
WINNERS: Shock & Awe
BRAWL #533 MVP(s): Shock & Awe
..........
The screen goes to static for a brief moment before the Criterion logo appears on the screen.
Announcer: The following segment has been paid for by The Collector.
The logo gradually fades out as it translations into a The Collector, standing in front of his collection, Yeshwa to his right, Mondo towering behind Yeshwa, and Antoni standing to his left. They are all standing in front of an EWC backdrop. A huge grin is on the face of The Collector.
The Collector: Do not adjust your television sets...Your stream is not being hijacked. Criterion just wanted to take a moment to address a few things.
Tonight you are going to see EWC officials correct a mistake that they’ve made since my collection debuted a month ago... They tried to downplay us...Act like we were nothing but another random group of “sports entertainers” joining the roster. What they soon found out was that Criterion cannot be held back, cannot be stopped. My collection was assembled for a very specific purpose and they have only just begun to take that journey. I made a statement that by StrangleMania they would be wearing gold around their wastes and I stand by that. Tonight, that prophecy comes true.
Curtis Mars and Freda Hobs are mere references on the Wikipedia page that is still being written about the greatest stable this business has ever seen.
Yeshwa: We aren’t here to entertain you...We have no obligation to do the song and dance that you all keep chanting for.
Antoni: We are wrestlers. We are here to compete and prove to the fans, prove to the locker room and prove to the entire industry why we were chosen....why we were collected.
The Collector: To raise the standard. To be the new bearers of this company. To be..the Criterion on which everyone else is measured.
Mondo: Mars...Louise...Hobs...Damage...It doesn’t matter who they bring in to put in our path because when you -
Criterion: Fight one of us...You fight ALL of us!
All three men grin as the Collector nods his head. Fade to black.
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 #533 | MARCH 11th 2019LIVE! from ENTERPRISE CENTER, ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Victor Price & Jon Spartan
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bryan Spade
General Manager: Victor Price & Jon Spartan
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bryan Spade
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #532 in the TARGET CENTER, Minneapolis, Minnesota.
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: Xavier Reid, Marquee, Natalie Young, Happy, NSFW, Griffin Hawkins, Kennedy Mathews, Kenneth Williams, Emma Louise, Joe Doe, Iggy Swango, Anthony Grunge, Rob Garcia, Arsenal, Mario, Gannondorf, Dominic Sanders, Darius, Nathan Quinn, The Family, Kendrick Kross, Curtis Mars, Nicole Taylor, Yeshwa, Antoni Malietoa, Maniac Mondo, Damage.
We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:
Curtis Mars with the X-Division Championship
NSFW with the Tag Team Championships
Iggy Swango with the International Championship
and finally...
Dominic Sanders with the Undisputed Championship
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
A wide aerial shot shows that Enterprise Center St. Louis, Missouri is electric for Monday Night BRAWL!
A wide aerial shot shows that Enterprise Center St. Louis, Missouri is electric for Monday Night BRAWL!
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena/stadium, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena/stadium and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
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/stadium, some reading:
"I'M A MANIAC, CAUSE DAMAGE!"
"GABI VEE BE WITH ME!"
"ALWAYS BET ON BLACK!"
"DR. BE MY THERAPIST!"
"DOMINIC SAUNDERS!"
"COLLECT ME!"
and "SHOCK MY AWE!"
Aiello: Good evening ladies and gentleman and WELCOME TO MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL!
Carter: We have a great show for you tonight, let's get right to it, you aren't going to want to miss any of it!
Bennett: I'm beyond excited. Dominic teaming up with Hope Diamond, my only wish is that it were me instead, but damn that team deserves to be in the HoF already! Make it happen Mac!
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Brian Spades approaches EWC Uprising new signing, D-Max.
Spades: Excuse me, sir? May I ask you some questions Mr. D-Max?
Taking a sip from his drinks on his head. D-Max turns and looks at Brian. After a long pause, he finally answers.
D-Max: Yeah? You going to ask me or what?
Spades: May I ask what’s with the helmet drink?
Taking another sip, D-Max nods his head and then wiggles his hands.
D-Max: It’s to keep these free for all the ladies you idiot.
Spades: May I ask what you are doing here at Brawl #533?
D-Max: Yeah, here for my debut of course.
Spades: Debut? You aren’t set to face anybody tonight on Brawl?
D-Max looks confused as he sips from his drinks and just stares at Spades awkwardly. Suddenly a small man comes running over.
Crippler: Yo, excuse me for a minute broskie.
Crippler turns to face D-Max and explains something to him. The two share a laugh. The Crippler turns back to spades.
Crippler: Aight, my dude here is just playin with your ass Bri, can I call you Bri?
Without allowing Brian to answer The Crippler laughs and continues.
Crippler: Yeah, we just here to enjoy this shit tonight man. Let’s get it, let’s get Brawl. We here to scope out some competish man. My boy here, he wants to get his eye on some ish, you feel me broskie? Emma Louise, the baddass herself CHECK! Lynx boyd, CHECK! Orion Samson, CHECK! Iggy Swango, CHECK! Nicole Taylor, speaking of, I think I need some therapy sesh’s, but CHECK! Hope Diamond, love this one, CHECK! Oh, and I can’t forget that fine one, Gabi Vee, CHECK! We here to see what they got to offer. Let’s get it. Get hyped and stay hyped broskie! Peace.
Leaving Brian Spades confused, Crippler smacks the shoulder of D-Max and they begin walking. D-Max sipping away as he stares at Brian Spades and walks off.
We open up backstage. Dimly lit room, somewhere unknown in the arena. Laughter can be heard as the camera focus’s and we see Freya Hobs and Curtis Mars leaning against a wall.
Mars: It’s not about revenge.
Freya: No, it’s about fun.
They bump heads and hold their foreheads together with smiles on their faces. Keeping contact, they slide their heads around to fac the camera.
Mars: This is your mistake Criterion.
Freya: This is what you asked for, this is going to be your demise.
Mars: If you’re the bar, we are breaking it. You attacked us first, now it’s time for us to play.
They laugh.
Freya: After we make toys out of Criterion, we will see NSFW at stranglemania.
Mars: And this won’t be the only championship with Shock & Awe.
Curtis taps his X-Division championship and then they turn kissing one another on the lips. When they go to pull apart, Freya bites the lip of Curtis until blood begins to trickle down. The two laugh and look to the camera.
Mars: You doubt us, you doubt what we can do.
Freya: You doubt what we are.
Mars: Tonight, we prove you wrong.
Freya: Tonight, we leave you in Shock
Mars: And Awe.
X-DIVISION MATCH
Damage
VS Maniac Mondo
VS Maniac Mondo
Aiello: It's time for our opening bout.
Bennett: I'm getting the hell out of here. These two crazy sons-of-bitches may just tear this whole place down and ruin the whole evening!
Carter: If only you weren't contractually obligated to be here...
Bennett: Shaddup and go fetch daddy's head-wax!
Stroup: The following contest is an X-Division Match!
As “DAMAGE” by The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion hits all lights go flickering like its lightning in different colors to the following lyrics:
Get out yer calculator, slide rule
No matter which way you fold or bend; turn
Well, you never gonna top us
You never gonna beat us...
Can ya dig my band?
Damage makes his way out when the guitar plays. He is seen wearing a black tank top with "DAMAGE" printed below his chest on the tank top along with long black leather pants and a black leather sleeveless jacket over his tank top with the black coolers for his eyes. He walks slowly down the ramp as the lyrics go:
Ungh!
Come on! (The Blues Explosion)
Damage! (Git down...)
What it isn't?
Damage!
That's right! (The Blues Explosion)
Takin' orders from a higher power...
Ladies & gentlemen, I got that bad feelin'
But right now, owoooh...
We gonna feel so good...
Please'ah, please'ah, a'feel good; and break it down!
Ungh!
Damage! (Git down...)
At's right!
At's right, 'cuz we're so good lookin'!
Damage!
Damage doesn’t shake the viewers' hands who try to reach their hands towards him. He is focused. He climbs up the steps and looks the people around the arena as he walks to the center of the apron. He slowly turns his attention to the center of the ring as he presses the top rope down and gets inside the ring by stepping over the rope. He walks to the center of the ring.
Stroup: Introducing first... From Detroit, Michigan, weighing at 326 pounds and standing at 7 feet tall... he is the Untamed Demon, DAAAAAMAAAAAAGEEEEEE!
C'mon... (The Blues Explosion)
Damage!
Get out da way!
With yer elegant 2...
Damage!
C'mon Detroit, 'cuz the blues is still #1, now!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage!
Damage raises both hands as pyro goes out from all four turnbuckles.
Aiello: This will be our first opportunity to see Damage in action. What do you think we can expect?
Bennett: Between these two? A shit show. Nothing good happens when two giant bastards square off.
Carter: I'm sure we will see a lot of strength and power in this one. I'm actually kind of excited.
Bennett: Well get your little red rocket boner away from me then.
"Tears of Blood" by Biohazard hits and Maniac Mondo comes marching from behind the curtain with The Collector in tow.
Stroup: His opponent... making his way to the ring, from The House on the Edge of the Park... he’s standing at an impressive 6’10" and weighing in tonight at an astonishing 344 pounds...THIS IS MANIAC MOOONNDDOO!!!!
He circles the ring and stops, staring at the big Damage in the ring. He kneels down and starts pulling out a stack of tables from under the skirt. He slides them in one-by-one until four tables are in the ring. Mondo climbs to the apron and enters over the top rope. As the lyrics kick in, Mondo climbs to the second rope and intimidates the audience.
Aiello: This is one scary individual.
Carter: And he's already getting table-happy before the match even starts!
Bennett: We saw that sick bastard destroy Emma Louise a few weeks back in Cleveland with four tables. Looks like he plans on doing it again here tonight!
Carter: But Damage is a much, much bigger opponent. He might be able to keep that from happening.
The two stand nose-to-nose in the middle of the ring as the comparatively tiny Josh Daniels calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
The two big men begin trading blows immediately. Mondo comes out with the advantage, putting Damage in a choke hold. He backs Damage up into the ropes with both hands wrapped around Damage’s neck. Damage uses his strength to break the hold and drive a right fist right between Mondo’s eyes. The bridge of Mondo’s nose busts open and blood begins pouring down his face.Aiello: We aren’t but a minute into this thing and Maniac Mondo is already busted open!
Bennett: Tell me when this thing is over.
Carter: You’re not going to go to sleep again, are you?
Bennett: Unfortunately not! My pillow has been banned from ringside!
As Bennett begins playing on his phone, Aiello and Carter keep their focus in the ring. The blood ignites Mondo’s fury. Mondo begins wailing on Damage with wild rights and lefts. He backs up to clothesline Damage over the top rope, but Damage ducks and sends Mondo to the floor with a back body drop. Damage steps over the top rope onto the ring apron and drives a double axe handle into Mondo’s forehead. He bends down and reaches under the ring and pulls out a baseball bat!
Aiello: Looks like Mondo has lumber of his own!
Carter: This could get ugly quickly!
Damage drives the butt of the baseball bat into Mondo’s ribcage. He drops to a knee and grabs the bat at both ends. He drives it downward across Mondo’s throat to choke him with the bat. Mondo gets a hand up and blocks the bat, pushing with all of his might against Damage’s power. As Damage continues to try to choke Mondo, Mondo uses his other hand to drive a fist right into Damage’s temple. Damage gets up to his feet and walks slowly away holding his head. Mondo gets up to his feet and screams loudly, running at Damage and delivering a big boot to the back of Damage’s head. Damage smacks hard into the ring post and falls to the ground. The Collector stands by and watches with a smile on his face as Mondo begins to take advantage of the match.
Mondo grabs the baseball bat and looks at it sadistically, licking it briefly before driving it down into the middle of Damage’s back. Mondo drops the bat and reaches into the ring and grabs one of the tables. He pulls it out and begins setting it up outside of the ring. Mondo reaches back into the ring and grabs a second table, this time setting it up on top of the first.
Aiello: Maniac Mondo is setting up these tables for something dangerous. This can’t be good for Damage!
Carter: I don’t know what he has in store here, but it won’t be pretty!
Mondo grabs Damage and slides him back into the ring, rolling under the bottom rope thereafter. Mondo gets up to his feet and positions Damage for a powerbomb. The crowd boos loudly as Mondo laughs and screams at the fans. The Collector walks over to the announcers’ table and we can hear him shouting over their headsets.
The Collector: Watch this!
The Collector notices Bennett on his phone and he grabs it, ripping it out of Bennett’s hands.
The Collector: I said watch this! You’re about to witness greatness from one of the pieces of my wonderful collection!
Bennett stands up, looking like he might hit The Collector. The Collector tosses the phone back at Bennett and steps away from the table quickly. Bennett sits back down in his chair. Mondo, having witnessed all of this, has hesitated too long. Damage breaks free from Mondo and drives a hard forearm into Mondo’s face. Damage grabs Mondo and shoves him through the ropes onto the ring apron. He lifts Mondo up and puts a huge hand around his throat. Damage lifts Mondo up and chokeslams him through both tables and to the floor!!!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Aiello: Oh my God! Damage just powered Maniac Mondo through those two tables and to the floor!
Bennett: That’s what you get you silly bastard! Your wonderful collection is in pieces!
Bennett yells this at The Collector, who looks at Mondo with both hands on his head. Damage steps over the top rope and drops down to the floor. He leans over and picks Mondo up, rolling him into the ring. Damage slides into the ring and stands to his feet. The crowd boos him as he casually places a foot on Mondo for a cover.
1
2
THRE-KICKOUT!
Carter: I don’t believe it! Maniac Mondo just kicked out after being chokeslammed through two tables and to the floor!
Bennett: That sumbitch ain’t human!
Damage is irate at the referee and he grabs Josh Daniels by the shirt collar while screaming at him. The Collector slides the baseball bat into the ring to Mondo. Mondo grabs it and hides it behind his back as he slowly gets to his knees. Damage turns around and grabs Mondo, pulling him to his feet. Mondo raises up and drives the bat underneath Damage’s chin, splitting it open! Mondo tosses the bat aside and shoves Damage’s head between his legs. He lifts Damage up and powerbombs him right onto one of the other tables that’s still folded up in the ring! He drops for a cover.
1
2
TH-Damage gets a foot up onto the ropes!
Aiello: I don’t believe it! How have these two been able to stay in this match after what we’ve seen?!
Bennett: Neither one of these sumbitches are human!
Mondo screams loudly at Josh Daniels, who backs up into the corner. Mondo bends down and grabs the fourth table, setting it up in the corner. He lifts Damage to his feet and raises him up for another powerbomb. He partially jogs towards the table for a powerbomb! Damage wiggles free. Mondo turns around. BIG BOOT! Damage kicks Mondo in the gut. HIGHWAY TO HELL RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE IN THE CORNER! Damage drags Mondo out to the middle of the ring and covers him properly this time.
1
2
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match... DAMAGE!Aiello: Damage wins in his debut match!
Carter: That was a grueling match. Neither of these men will be the same for awhile.
Bennett: That's probably a good thing for both of them.
Aiello: Well, folks, when we return we have more X-Division action... FSW's Greg Samuel takes on Emma Louise!
We move to a commercial break.
"8 Out Of 10" by Drake hits and the crowd begins to murmur, unsure of who is coming out next.
Aiello: Could this be a new arrival to the Monday Night Brawl Brand?
Bennett: I love this guy already.
Carter: What are you on about? He hasn't even come out yet. For all we know, it might not even be a guy.
Bennett: I said... I love this guy already. What don't you understand?
A well-groomed young man appears at the top of the entrance ramp, wearing a black dress shirt and khaki trousers. He sneers at the crowd and adjusts the sleeves of his shirt, rolling the up a little and stroking his elegant nose once before strutting down the ramp toward the ring. He ignores the uncertain crowd, focusing right on the ring and holding a hand out to the side, waiting for a ring attendant to hand him a microphone.
Aiello: This young man carries an air of superiority around him.
Bennett: I love that confidence! That's what gets you wins here!
Carter: It can also hand you losses if you ain't careful.
The man is now in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand as he addresses the crowd with a smirk.
Valentine: Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in-between... welcome to the best part of your night. Typically, I wouldn't even think to make an introduction such as the one you're seeing before you. However, I thought that it might be beneficial for all of you to see the man who you'll soon address as "Brawl's Brightest".
He smiles, taking a short bow.
Valentine: But don't be mistaken by my excellent looks, my elegance and poise, or my overwhelming charisma. No. I am not an entertainer. I'm not even a wrestler. I am a FIGHTER, plain and simple. I do not plan on proving myself to be the "best", I plan on proving that I am the SMARTEST and most capable of WINNING when it comes to stepping in between these ropes. And whether that's by being a thief in the night and stealing what I have to, or by one-punching each and every champion on this roster, stepping a boot across their necks and showcasing my complete and utter supremacy over them... then so be it. I do not care either way.
The crowd boos at this, not taking kindly to the attitude of this young man.
Aiello: A chip on the shoulder is a good thing for any young star wanting to prove themselves... but this might be a little much.
Bennett: A little much? Are you kidding me! This kid's gon' be a star, I can see it already.
Carter: We'll see about that.
Richie stares into the sea of fans, bringing the microphone to his lips once more.
Valentine: I hate to be the one to make such an uncouth introduction, but it would be... dishonest of me if I didn't let you all know what you're about to get into.
His grin is a devilish one. He drops the microphone and steps through the middle rope, before hopping down to ringside and make his exit to light booing from the crowd.
X-DIVISION MATCH
Greg Samuel
VS Emma Louise
VS Emma Louise
Carter: Welcome back to the 533rd episode of Monday Night BRAWL!
Aiello: And it's time for some more X-Division action!
Bennett: Bring on anything that will get the smell of Mondo and Damage out of my nostrils!
Stroup: The following contest is an X-Division match!
The main riff of ‘Mean Demeanor' by Run the Jewels hits and, without skipping a beat, Greg Samuel breaks out onto the stage. Immediately, the crowd boos the arrogant wrestler. Samuel bounces from foot to foot, as he snarls at the EWC fans. Samuel wears his signature black tights with a green “GS’ sitting on his left hip. The tights extend down beneath his black knee pads, which connect to his black kick pads. The only differentiation of color in his attire are his green elbow pad on his right elbow, and the gray sleeveless sweatshirt that he wears to the ring.
Stroup: First, wrestling out of Austin, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is “The Maine Attraction” GREG… SAMMUELLL!
Samuel’s nose twitches with disdain after hearing his name announced. He begins his way down the ramp, with a wide, cowboy-esque gate as he is showered in disapproval by the fans. Unsurprisingly, Samuel doesn’t care. He keeps his attention focused on the ring. Upon reaching the bottom of the ramp, Samuel turns to the ring steps. In turning, he notices a fan who is particularly passionate in his disdain for “The Maine Attraction.” The technical wrestler stops and looks at the fan for a moment, with disgust in his face. He then rolls his eyes and turns his back on the fan, stomping up the ring steps. Samuel stands on the ring apron for a moment, gaze fixed on the referee. After a few moments of nothing, Samuel barks at the referee, who is jumped. Samuel snaps a point down to the ropes, conveying his expectation to have the ring ropes opened for him. The referee begrudgingly obliges. This pompous display earns no love from the vocal fans in attendance. Upon arrival in the ring, Samuel darts into the corner, pulling off his sweatshirt and dropping it at ringside. He then grabs the top rope with both arms and pulls, limbering up for the math ahead as “Mean Demeanor” fades out.
Aiello: Greg Samuel has been doing particularly well over on Uprising, guys.
Carter: That he has.
Bennett: Oh yeah. So impressive. Mona Fox and Mercenary are his only two conquests. That's something to write home about...
Carter: But...
Bennett: Don't cut me off, boy! BUT I still like this guy. Emma Louise may be touting herself as a 'bad girl' of sorts, but there's no way in hell she makes it out of this one victorious!
Stroup: And his opponent... Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds from Los Santos by way of London, England: Emma Louise!
"Dubbed NWO Theme" hits and the lights begin to strobe. El Cazador leads the way shouting abuse at the fans in the crowd. Behind him walks Emma Louise. She shows zero emotion in her face instead looking straight ahead. They enter the ring and El Cazador climbs to the middle turnbuckle to continue shouting abuse. Emma remains standing in her corner.
Aiello: Guys, you have to love Emma Louise. She's had so many ups-and-downs here in the EWC. But she continuously fights through it and comes back for more every week!
Bennett: Well, I don't know where the hell you've seen ups... but this new attitude of hers certainly has her on a successful path... just not tonight.
DING DING DING
Samuel and Emma both retreat from the ring, digging under the apron for weapons. Emma pulls out a steel chair while, simultaneously, Samuel emerges wielding a kendo stick. They both slide into the ring and to their feet.Aiello: These two wasted no time getting their weapon of choice.
Carter: But which one will prevail?
Bennett: Does it really matter? This is surely going to be a much better match than the last one!
Samuel swings the stick at Emma, who blocks it with the chair. Emma drives the top of the chair into Samuel’s gut. She drops the chair and goes for a DDT onto the chair. Samuel drives a fist into her side, breaking the headlock. He raises the kendo stick up and cracks her in the shoulder with it. He then swings it at her left knee and nails her right in the side of the knee. She hops around the ring and Samuel drops the kendo stick. He runs and chop-blocks her leg right out from underneath her. Emma hits the mat hard and grabs at her knee. Samuel drags the chair over to Emma and lays it beneath her left leg. He grabs her leg and lifts it up in the air before driving her knee right into the chair. He does it a second and a third time before Emma is able to roll out of the ring and stumble around the outside of the ring trying to shake it off.
Aiello: Emma Louise is regrouping from that assault on her left knee by Greg Samuel.
Carter: She looks to be okay. She’s able to walk on it. But you wonder how much damage was actually done.
Emma bounces around on the outside testing her knee out before sliding back into the ring. Samuel immediately begins stomping on the back of her knee again when she gets back into the ring. Emma fights her way up to her feet and catches a kick attempt with her left hand. She delivers a textbook corkscrew leg whip, bring Samuel down to the mat. Both wrestlers get up to their feet. Samuel runs at Emma with a clothesline. Emma summersaults underneath it and grabs the kendo stick on the way to her feet. Samuel turns around and Emma cracks him right in the side of the head with the kendo stick! Samuel drops to the mat holding his head. Emma covers.
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Kickout by Greg Samuel.
Aiello: Emma Louise did not miss one bit on that shot!
Bennett: Still wasn’t enough. I hear those kendo sticks don’t even hurt that much!
Carter: I’ll bring one next week. We can test that out on you, Steve.
Bennett: SHADDUP!
Emma pulls the kendo stick across Samuel’s throat and delivers an aided side-Russian leg sweep. She goes for another cover.
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Thr-kickout by Greg Samuel.
Emma gets up to her feet and walks over to the steel chair. She sets it up in the ring and walks back over to Samuel. She lifts him up to his feet and grabs him by the wrist. She Irish-whips Samuel across the ring and goes for a drop toe-hold onto the chair, but Samuel grabs ahold of the top rope and blocks it. As Emma gets to her feet, Samuel runs at her and drives a leaping knee into her face. Samuel gets up to his feet and folds the chair back up, slamming it onto the mat with authority. He lifts Emma up and hooks her up, driving her down onto the chair face first with Fatal Attraction!!! He rolls her over and covers.
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DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner... Greg Samuel!Aiello: And the FSW Superstar comes over to Brawl for the night and wins one. He'll be heading back to Daly City happy after that one.
Bennett: Have you seen this guy? He's never happy. But me? I'm sure happy.
Carter: Why's that, Steve?
Bennett: Because he proved me right!
Aiello: That he did, Steve. When we come back, Lynx Boyd and another FSW superstar, Gabi Vee, square off!
We move to a commercial break.
SINGLES MATCH
Lynx Boyd
VS Gabrielle Visconty
VS Gabrielle Visconty
Aiello: Up next, we'll see Lynx Boyd go one on one with Gabrielle Visconty!
Bennett: I bet you Gabi ain't too happy after losin' her title so quick!
Carter: I'd be careful, she could still whoop your ass.
Stroup: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, please welcome Lynx Boyd!
Instead of Boyd's music, part of "The Brady Bunch" theme song starts to play, but then "It's not you" by Halestorm starts to play. Lynx Boyd steps through the curtain looking infuriated as a loud boo comes over the crowd, but Lynx shrugs them off. She walks down the ramp slowly while mocking the fans in the front row. She leaps up onto the ring apron. She teases them before stepping through the ropes the normal way. She walks around the ring before stopping in the center and crossing her arms.
Aiello: What was up with the music!? Was Gabi behind that!?
Bennett: Boyd is probably gonna break Gabi for that now, let's be honest.
Carter: Do we know it was her though?
Stroup: And her opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii, Gabrielle Visconty!
“Walk on Water” by 30 Seconds to Mars begins to play through out the arena as the lights slowly dim. A single spotlight shines on the entrance way to great Gabi Vee as she walks out of the back. Images of Gabi Vee's highlights flash on the MacTron overhead. She smirks out over the crowd before raising her hands high in the air, then dropping them out to her side as the lights come back up. She turns around once before jogging down to the ring.
Gabi slips up onto the side of the apron, grins while she pulls her Gabi Vee hat off her head, and tosses it over to the announcers table. Gabi chuckles as she slips into the ring.
Aiello: Gabi looks pretty proud of herself.
Bennett: She is gonna die.
Carter: Maybe she did mess with Boyd's music.
DING DING DING
Right as the bell sounds, Gabi circles to the right, eyeing Lynx. They look to lock up but Gabi steps back, grinning. Lynx rushes in to a drop to hold from Gabi. Gabi is quick to her feet and moves to the other side of the ring.
She motions for Lynx to bring it. Lynx looks a little agitated but moves in on Gabi. They lock up and Gabi quickly slips in a twisting wristlock on Lynx. Gabi yanks on the arm and then sends Lynx across the ring with a arm drag.
Lynx rolls back up to her feet but Gabi dives in and drives her knee into the small of Lynx's back, and then locks Lynx into a headlock, her knee still digging into the small of her back.
Aiello: Gabi seems to be controlling the pace early here tonight!
Carter: I'd say so, and Lynx looks not to happy about it at all.
Lynx manages to fight Gabi off for a moment, getting away and back to her feet. Gabi beckons for Lynx to bring it and readies for a lock up, but when Lynx moves in for the kill, Gabi darts behind the referee. Lynx attempts a grab at Gabi, but Gabi gets away and jogs to the other side of the ring, beckoning Lynx once more.
Lynx charges at Gabi and goes to take her head off with a stiff clothesline, but Gabi quickly ducks out of the ring and starts to slowly jog around the ring as Lynx leans against the ropes, yelling for her to get into the ring.
Bennett: Man, she is just looking to get stomped!
Aiello: She is playing mind games and I think they're working!
Lynx climbs out of the ring after Gabi, but Gabi slides back into the ring ... but before she is able to stand, Lynx grabs her by the boot! Gabi tries to kick her off, but Lynx drags her back to the outside, slamming Gabi face first into the floor!
Lynx then mounts over Gabi, grabs a handful of hair, and starts raining down stiff right hands into Gabi's face over and over again. She then gets up, picks Gabi up to her feet by her hair, and throws her back into the ring. Lynx slides in after her and goes for the pin, using the ropes for leverage;
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Gabi kicks out! Lynx wastes no time and lays more stiff punches into Gabi, then claws at her eyes. Gabi rolls around a bit before Lynx picks her back up, then brings her down to the mat with an implant DDT, but before she can make the cover, Gabi rolls to the rope and holds onto the bottom rope.
Aiello: Lynx has turned this match around quickly!
Bennett: Looks like the mind games didn't work!
Lynx doesn't allow Gabi to have a breath though, she takes Gabi by the hair, drags her from the ropes, picks her up, then uses Gabi's hair to plant Gabi with a hair snapmare! Before Lynx can take advantage, Gabi grabs Lynx by the ankle, pulls her off from her feet, and locks in an ankle lock in the center of the ring! Lynx starts to scramble, pulling herself and Gabi to the ropes as Gabi puts pressure on the ankle, but Gabi releases before Lynx reaches the ropes.
Lynx starts to pull herself up with the ropes, but then Gabi runs at her and connects with a stiff knee, sending Lynx out of the ring and to the arena floor! Gabi then runs to the opposite side of the ring, rebounds off of the ropes, and springboards over the top with a shooting star press ...
Carter: Look at that hang time! Shes flying!
Aiello: And she is about to come down hard!
And Gabi connects, landing right onto Lynx! Both women roll around, but Gabi gets back to her feet first. She then stomps Lynx in the gut a few times before picking her up and throwing her back into the ring. Gabi scales to the top turnbuckle, stalking Lynx as she staggers back to her feet ...
then Gabi launches herself from the top, grabbing Lynx's head and bringing her face down into Gabi's knees, connecting with the Jawbreaker; a double knee face breaker! As Lynx lays motionless, Gabi climbs to the top once more, then launches herself from the top again, this time connecting with the Ascension, a corkscrew shooting star press! After the landing, Gabi quickly drags herself onto Lynx and hooks both legs;
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3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner ... Gabrielle Visconty!
Aiello: And the mind games overcome!
Bennett: She got lucky!
Carter: She got into the mind of Lynx and got the best of her, that isn't luck!
We move to a commercial break.
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Orion Samson
VS Owensby Smith
VS Darius
VS Owensby Smith
VS Darius
Aiello: These matches are coming thick and fast in what is turning out to be a wild night, here comes another one...
Stroup: Our next match is a triple threat and it is scheduled for one fall. Making her way down the aisle, accompanied by Isabelle Wentworth, now residing in Philadelphia, PA, please welcome Orion Samson.....
"The World Belongs to me" by My Darkest Days suddenly starts playing as Orion Samson steps out onto the stage with her wife Isabelle right by her side. They stand at thee top, look out at the audience before descending down the ramp. When Orion reaches the bottom, she gives Isabelle a kiss before slipping into the ring. She stands on the turnbuckle while posing for the fans .
Aiello:Orion Samson is a women on a mission as she looks to break her losing streak tonight!
Carter: Orion is such a gifted competitor, she’s working hard, but nobody’s perfect.
Bennett: Ha! Speak for yourself, I’m in the hall of fame, that’s as perfect as you can get.
Stroup: On his way to the ring, weighing one-hundred-and-eighty-pounds, from Nashua, New Hampshire, please welcome 'The Man Without A Plan' ... OWENSBY ... SMITH
"Tonight" by Seether starts to play and a modest pyrotechnic show begins. Owensby Smith runs out on stage with his valet, Sara Michaels, in tow. Owensby hops, jumps, and skips down the ramp with a high-five for every fan along the way. He does a complete circle around the ring and heads back up the ramp to meet Sara. Her hand in his, the two head back down toward the ring. On the ring apron, now, Owensby climbs up on the turnbuckle, facing outward at the fans, and then back-flips into the ring. Punching the air and bouncing around like a kid hyped up on sugar, Owensby riles up the fans in preparation for his upcoming match
Aiello: Owensby Smith is another competitor who is looking to bounce back with a win as he lost his on his Rampage debut a couple of weeks back!
Bennett: What is this the losers triple threat?
Carter: No, cause if it was you’d be in it Bennett.
Stroup: Making his way his way to the stage, from Albany New York, weighing in at 245 lbs … Darius!
The lights start flashing red and white as a distorted voice & instrumentals start to play from the sound system. Right as the opening chords begin, the lights go dark …
Loud pyro with white flames shoot from the stage ...
“Collapse, collapse!”
Darius sprints out onto the stage wearing a long, black trench coat over his gear & a black beanie to keep his hair back. He jogs to each side of the stage, taunting the crowd with rude gestures & faces, & then sprints down the ramp towards the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope then jumping to his feet with his arms held high in the air, rocking the devil horns.
Aiello: Darius is looking to continue his good form here tonight.
Bennett: Thank god, at least one person who isn’t a loser in this match... and what do you know he’s a brawl guy!
Carter: This is Brawl, Prime and Rampage competitors all going at it and there are definitely no losers in this match, all three of these competitors are evenly matched! This one should be a classic.
All three wrestlers stand looking at each other as the ref rings the bell to start the match.
DING DING DING
Orion and Owensby start trading right and left hands as Darius leans against the ropes watching them both with a sly smile on his face. Orion whips Owensby off the ropes, Owensby comes back and ducks Orion’s clothesline. Owensby spins around and tries a spinning wheel kick but Orion dodges it. Suddenly Darius charges at the two and double clothesline’s them both to the mat. Darius rubs his hands together and laughs as he looks at his downed opponents on the mat.
Bennett: That’s what happens when you have the size advantage! Darius is a beast.
Carter: Unfortunately I gotta agree with you Bennett! How are the much smaller Orion and Owensby going to handle Darius?
Bennett: Don’t agree with me Carter, it makes me uncomfortable.
Darius picks up a Owensby and hits him with a belly to belly to suplex which sends him half way across the ring. Darius then turns his attentions to Orion, picking her up and slamming her onto the mat with a sitout suplex slam. Owensby is back on his feet, he bounces off of the ropes and back towards Darius. Darius lifts Owensby into the air but as Owensby comes back down he hits Darius with a Kesagiri chop. Darius drops to his knees. Owensby again comes off the ropes and comes back at Darius but this time Darius catch’s Owensby and hits him with a double underhook back breaker. Darius holds the back of his neck. He looks down at Owensby with an angry look on his face before turning and making his way out of the ring.
Carter: Darius does not look happy, I think he has some bad intentions!
Darius pulls the ring keeper off of his seat and grabs the chair he is sitting on. He folds the chair up and slides back into the ring with chair in hand.
Aiello: This is not a hardcore match, what is Darius thinking!
Bennett: He’s not thinking! Darius just wants to hurt someone and I like it.
Darius raises the chair, ready to bring it down onto Owensby but the ref gets in the way and tries to take the chair off of Darius.
Darius pulls the chair from the ref and as he turns around Orion comes from nowhere as she dropkicks the chair right into Darius’s face. Darius falls to the floor and rolls to the outside as the fans cheer.
Bennett: Orion should be disqualified for that! Disgusting behaviour!
Carter: Oh please its not Orion’s fault that Darius had the chair in his possession when she hit the drop kick.
As Owensby gets to his feet Orion hits him with a hard left forearm. Owensby stumbles but comes back towards Orion hitting her with a spinning heel kick knocking Orion to the floor. Owensby climbs to the top turnbuckle, sizing up a downed Orion, he stands on the turnbuckle and looks out around the crowd and taunts as they cheer. Owensby finally jumps for a frog splash on Orion but she rolls out of the way and Owensby hits the mat hard. Orion wastes no time, picking Orion up and hitting him with the Orion slam! Orion makes the pin....
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TWO...
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THR....Rope break! Owensby gets his foot on the ropes!
Aiello: That was a close one as Owensby just gets his foot on the rope in the nick of time!
Orion bangs the mat in frustration. She stands up as Darius gets back in the ring. Orion states Darius down, the two squaring up to each other. Darius laughs and pats Orion on the head. Orion screams at Darius before unleashing a fury of elbows and kicks on him. Darius back away to the corner as Orion continues to strike his face and body much to the delight of the fans. Darius swings an arm at Orion but she ducks under the arm and spins around Darius, hooking her arms around his waist and with all her strength she hits him with the belt of Orion! The ref counts....
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TH....Owensby flies across the ring and breaks the count at the last second!!!!
Carter: My god I thought Orion had it there! What more does she have to do to get the win?
Orion again pounds the mat in frustration, and as Owensby gets to his feet she charges at him, dropkicking him to mat. Orion gets on top of Owensby and start pounding into his head with vicious looking elbow strikes.
Carter: Twice now Orion thought she had the win only to come up short and now she’s starting to get angry!
Bennett: This is what a losing streak will do to you.
Orion stands up and leans against the ropes looking out at the crowd as she shakes her head. Darius is trying to get to his feet. Orion quickly runs to him and dropkicks him in the face. Orion turns around as Owensby is on his feet. Orion charges at him, Owensby leap frogs Orion then as she turns he jumps up and hits her with a hurricanrana. Darius is now up and he runs at Owensby but Owensby leap frogs him aswell. Darius turns Owensby connects with a Tilt-a-Whirl headscissors. With both Darius and Orion down, Ownesby looks out at the crowd who cheer for him as he smiles and jumps up to the top rope. Owensby jumps high and hits the frog splash on Orion. Ownesby gets up and looks at Darius who is still down, again he climbs the top rope.
Bennett:What is Owensby doing? This idiot should be pinning Orion after that frog splash!
Carter: He is the man without a plan and the crowd love him.
Owensby stands up on the top turnbuckle and taunts before he jumps and hits Darius with a perfect 450 splash, Darius rolls out of the ring in pain. Owensby jumps to his feet and raises his arms for the crowd as they cheer him. Owensby sees Orion pull herself up with the ropes. Owensby runs at Orion, Orion is ready as she catches Owensby with a snap powerslam.
Aiello: Orion is back in the driving seat.
Carter: Wait Darius has got that chair again.
As the ref is checking on Owensby, Darius pulls himself up to the ring apron with the chair and just as Orion sees him Darius throws the chair straight at her. The chair connects with Orion’s head as she collapses to the floor. Darius gets in the ring as the ref turns around looking confused Darius charges at Owensby who’s on his feet and hits him with the hunters mark. Darius makes the pin....ONE....
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner... Darius!!!!!!
Darius looks out at the crowd with a grin on his face as he raises his arms in the air victoriously.
Carter: What a match, anyone of these three talented athletes could have won this one!
Bennett: But only one person won the match and that was the big man Darius! The Brawl guy wins! Brawl is the best!
Aiello: The future of the EWC looks bright that’s for sure. We will right back with you after this commercial.
We move to a commercial break.
The crowd goes quiet as the sound of footsteps comes over the PA. The steps grow louder for a few seconds before they stop entirely, and after a moment, the strike of a match brings a flame to the screen. It casts a dim light onto a cigarette dangling from a man’s lips. He lights the cigarette, and its ember glows in the dark that returns when the flame dies out. After an exhale, a gruff voice speaks deliberately.
Man: You wouldn’t know it...
He takes another drag.
Man: ...but tonight - right now - you’re doing more than staring at the darkness. You're witnessing something special. Someday they’ll talk about this night. Someday they’ll remember it.
The ember glows in the darkness as the footsteps start up again.
Man: Because you’re looking at a man who can hang with anyone in the ring. You’re looking at a man who’s been waiting his whole life for something just like this. You’re looking at a man who, after all these years, is coming home for the first time.
The footsteps cease as the man takes another drag in the dark.
Man: And when old Tom Frost breaks down the door…
He strikes another match, and the dim light cast a shadow onto Tom Frost’s long, masculine face.
Tom Frost: The EWC will never be the same.
He grins, then blows out the flame, and the crowd begins to murmur as the footsteps trail off into silence.
SINGLES MATCH
(Winner will be put in international championship contender match after Stranglemania)
Cyrus Black
VS Clay Byrd
VS Clay Byrd
The whole arena goes dark for a moment, a spotlight hits the entrance ramp and 'Like a prayer' by Madonna plays from the PA system.
Life is a mystery...
The silhouette of a man moves into the spotlight, arms raised above his head as he starts to clap.
And it feels like home...
The lights go up around the arena, two red pyrotechnics go off at either side of the stage as the chorus hits
When you call my name
it's like a little prayer...
Cyrus starts clapping as he merrily skips from one side of the entrance ramp to the other, looking out at the sea of fans, goading them to clap along with him. Cyrus makes his way down the entrance ramp, engaging with fans along the way, dishing out high fives and hugs as he jives his way to the ring.
I'm down on my knees
I want to take you there...
Sliding underneath the bottom rope into the ring, Cyrus shuffles from one corner buckle to another, continuously banging the palms of his hands together as the fans are on there feet clapping with him,
Just like a prayer you know,
I'll take you there...
Cyrus casually leans against the ropes, with a cheesy grin on his face.
Aiello: Cyrus pumping up the crowd. What showmanship... Gotta love it.
Bennett: Love it? Only if he fell down and ruptured his spleen. That would be entertaining!
Carter: Always a ray of sunshine, Bennett. Always a ray of sunshine.
Bennett: Cyrus is just that kind of guy that you like to see get beat on... And I am betting Clay will do just that.
Guitar and harmonica begin to blare through the arena, the start of Gunning For You sends a silence across the crowd as Nick Nolan's lyrics echo through the arena. The state of Texas appears on the screen, and slowly fades into a highlight video.
My Gun is loaded it's getting time
Two shots of whiskey i'm takin' what's mine
Ain't what you're sayin it's what you do
Your time has come boy i'm Gunnin for You
When hell is rainin down you'll see my face won't heara sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm Gunnin for You
Clayton Byrd steps from the back, clad in his fathers leather vest and with red tights. His right arm is raised in the air, his fist clenched at it's apex. Clay begins his slow walk down the ramp. His eyes are fixed on the ring, and he trudges on. Not paying any notice to any of the fans in attendance.
There's desperation deep in your eyes
No turnin back now no compromise
Cause only one of us walks out that door
The other bleedin out on the floor
Clay walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring.
Carter: Clay looking to rebound on that though loss to Nicole Taylor last week here in Brawl.
Bennett: Nicole is a great wrestler, but like I said last Brawl – Clay is a beast! I expect him to put a Texas sized ass whoopin' on Cyrus.
Aiello: Looks like Cyrus is walking over to shake hands with Clay. Great show of respect.
Bennett: Bust his ass, Clay! Don't shake hands with that idiot!
Cyrus walks right up to Clay, hand extended. Clay looks at Cyrus' hand and then slaps it away, following it up with a big knife edge chop. Cyrus flops on the mat and slides out of the ring, playing it up to the crowd that Clay wouldn't shake his hand.
Bennett: HA! That's what you get.
Carter: Referee has started the count on Cyrus.
DING DING DING
Cyrus slides back into the ring and is immediately met with a big boot to the head from Clay as he starts to stand up. Clay picks Cyrus up by his hair and pulls him up into a vertical suplex. Cyrus arches his back in pain as Clay is quickly back to his feet. He viciously starts stomping Cyrus into the mat. Clay drops to his knees and locks his hands around Cyrus' neck, chocking him. The ref runs over and starts yelling at Clay to break. Clay reluctantly breaks after a couple seconds and Cyrus quickly rolls back out of the ring as Clay stands to yell at the ref.
Carter: Smart move by Cyrus. Get a moment to clear the cobwebs and regroup.
Bennett: He should just give up! He's got no chance against Clay. He's like a whole foot taller than Cyrus.
Aiello: Looks more like four to five inches to me.
Bennett: When was the last time you got your eyes checked?
Back in the ring Clay is arguing with the ref as Cyrus slowly walks around the outside of the ring. While Clay bickers with the ref, Cyrus scales the ropes and poises himself on the top rope. Clay finally turns his attention from the ref to the outside of the ring, looking for Cyrus. Clay suddenly catches Cyrus out of the corner of his eye, but not in time to avoid Cyrus' missile dropkick. Clay goes down and Cyrus is back to his feet in the blink of an eye. He grabs Clay's legs and attempts an ankle lock, but Clay kicks him off before the move is locked in. Cyrus kicks Clay in the leg as he starts to stand and then hauls off and bitch slaps Clay across the face. Cyrus laughs at Clay, playing to the crowd, and then kicks Clay in the leg again. Clay reaches up and grabs a handful of Cyrus' hair and pulls him into a headbutt.
Bennett: POW! I heard that hollow thud from Cyrus' head all the way over here!!
Carter: Maybe Cyrus better stop playing to the crowd and pay attention to Clay.
Cyrus flops on his butt from the impact of that headbutt, looking dazed. Clay gets slowly to his feet and kicks Cyrus right in the face, laying him out on his back. Pin attempt as Clay goes for the cover.
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Kick out!
Clay grins as he appears to be happy that the match isn't over. Cyrus rolls over on his side as Clay gets to his feet. He drops a knee on the side of Cyrus' head and flops back on top of him, covering Cyrus' mouth and nose with his hand. Cyrus starts flailing as the Ref moves around to get a better angle on what is happening. Clay shifts, blocking the Ref's view, while continuing to smoother Cyrus. Clay hops up off Cyrus as the Ref moves in closer to inspect what was going on. He pulls Cyrus up by his hair and into a running powerslam, bouncing Cyrus off the mat like a rag doll. Clay is up to his feet, smiling over Cyrus.
Carter: Amazing show of power from the big man. Cyrus looks like he is needing to come up with a different game plan.
Bennett: Game plan? I told you, he needs to quit while he can still breathe without medical assistance! Clay is a BEAST!
Clay grabs Cyrus by his hair and starts to pull him to his feet, but gets caught by a kneeling jawbreaker from Cyrus. Clay staggers back from the move a couple steps and then slumps into the corner, holding his jaw.
Carter: Desperation move from Cyrus. Both men seem a little slow getting back to their feet.
Bennett: Cyrus is just delaying the inevitable at this point. Keep poking the bear, Cyrus.
Black runs, leaps up to smash his forearm to the face of Clay, but Clay catches him and delivers a vicious spinebuster. Clay grabs the throat of Black and lifts up into the air, but as they come up Black twists around, drops Clay to the mat still holding the arm and locks in an armbar. Black begins pulling with everything he has, Clay refusing to tap.
Aiello: Cyrus might be able to get the victory here!
Carter: He's going to break Clay's arm!
Bennett: You dumb sumbitches, that is Clay Byrd, he isn't going to let some little armbar stop him.
Clay eventually able to turn to his feet, stack Black, lift him up and slams Black into the mat with a powerbomb causing Black to let go of the hold. Clay circles around grabbing at his arm and spinning it around. He bends down to lift up Black, but Black throws up a foot kicking Clay in the face, twists around kicking the side of Clay's knee dropping clay to one knee. Black twists as he pushes himself to his feet, runs at the ropes behind clay and comes back with a running kick to the back of Clay's head that Black calls THE BLACKOUT! and then rolls Clay over for the pin.
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DING DING DING
Aiello: What a vicious kick for Cyrus Black and what a return! Beating Clay Byrd is no easy task!
Carter: You're not kidding. That took everything Cyrus Black had.
Bennett: Clay got robbed, Cyrus cheated.
Backstage we see Owensby Smith returning to the locker room after what might very well have been his toughest match thus far in the EWC. He heads over to a bench and plops down to untie his boots. Boots off, Owensby walks over to his locker to grab his street clothes when he spots an envelope hanging out of it. Unsure if maybe he's at the wrong locker, Owensby double-checks the number on it. Satisfied that it is in fact his locker, he pulls out the envelope, which has his name on it. He opens it and begins reading it to himself out loud.
Owensby Smith: Enjoy it while it lasts, but it won't last long. You thought you could run, but you were dead wrong. I will destroy all that holds you in place, turn your world upside down, send you into outerspace. Why? 'Cause you turned your back on me. Because of you this is how it has to be. See you soon, you pansy-ass son of a bitch.
Confusion sweeps across his face as he looks up and all around him. Nobody in the room with him except the camera man.
Owensby Smith: Any idea who put this in my locker?
The camera shifts from side-to-side in a "no" gesture. Owensby walks to the door, opens it and calls out to some of the stagehands nearby, waving the letter.
Owensby Smith: Hey, does anyone know who put this in my locker?
Everybody shakes their head and replies in the negative.
Owensby Smith: Huh. This is just too messed up.
Our scene closes with Owensby looking down at the letter, flipping it over in his hands, confused.
TAG MATCH
Dr. Nicole Taylor & Iggy Swango
VS Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
VS Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
Aiello: Welcome back, folks. What a night it has been so far!
Carter: And it's only going to get better!
Bennett: You're damn right. The Champ is in action next! And he's going to pull that rockstar's hair right out of her lumpy little skull once more!
Carter: Last week, Dominic Sanders was able to top Iggy Swango in that first blood match. And awhile back we saw Dr. Nicole Taylor score a victory over Hope Diamond. This should be a good match.
Aiello: Let's not forget that Dominic Sanders and Hope Diamond have squared off this season, as well. They SAY they have put everything behind them and will coexist here tonight. We are about to find out.
Stroup: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
”Let It Rock” plays and the fans both cheer and jeer as Nicole Taylor comes out and heads toward the ring. Along the way she hands out high fives to a very select number cheering cheer for her, and hands her psychologist business card to a select few who are jeering her.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Los Angeles, California by way of Anaheim, California... Nicole Taylor!
She enters the ring and is all business as she goes to her corner with no theatrics and waits for her partner.
Aiello: Dr. Nicole has been very successful as of late, scoring herself a date with her partner tonight at StrangleMania for the International Championship.
Carter: These two HAVE to put that aside tonight if they want any shot at beating Hope Diamond and Dominic Sanders.
“3’s & 7’s” by Queens of the Stone Age hits the arena as the lights dim low before strobing between red and the pitch blackness of the arena. Just as the loud guitar riffs echo throughout the arena the lights starts pulsing red and Iggy Swango emerges from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music with the EWC International Championship hanging at her side in her hand.
Stroup: Her partner... Standing in at five feet seven inches tall, weighing one hundred and forty-five pounds, from San Francisco, California... She is the EWC International Champion, Iggy Swango!!!
Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out to the music before making her way down the ramp. She throws the devil horns with the International Championship hanging from her hand and sticks out her tongue taunting her fans as red and black confetti streamers come raining down from above on her way down to the ring. Iggy slides under the bottom rope and pops up on her knees in the middle of the ring. She slowly stands her to her feet before raising the International Championship high into the air. She moves over to the corner adjacent to Dr. Nicole and they wait for their opponents.
Aiello: Iggy Swango may not have come away with the victory over Sanders last week, but she sure showed a lot of guts and heart in that ring.
Bennett: And Prince's bass guitar's guts were what ended her night.
Carter: As cheesy as that is, Steve, you're correct. Dominic Sanders smashed Iggy's prized possession and DDT'd her right onto the shards to get the win.
The intro of “Being Evil Has a Price” blasts out of the sound system. As the word “EVIL” appears in big sparkling letters on the MacTron, Hope appears on the top of the ramp and raises her arms to greet the booing fans with double rock horns. She mocks the fans' reactions by placing her raised index fingers left and right of her temples, mimicking devils horns.
Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in his usual ring attire and the Undisputed Championship in his right hand. He points one finger at Hope and then applauds for his partner before raising the Championship up into the air.
Stroup: And their opponents... Hope Diamond and the EWC Undisputed Champion Dominic Sanders!
Bursting into laughter Hope struts down the aisle. She's in no particular hurry and takes her time to insult individual fans as she mocks their appearance, clothing or behavior. Sanders follows closely behind, smirking at Hope's antics as he remains unphased by the booing crowd. Hope climbs the stairs and turns around to lean into the turnbuckle. Hope makes out one fan who is particularly vocal and obvious in his dislike of Hope. Sanders slides under the bottom turnbuckle and into the ring. Hope points out to the fan and challenges him to come and have a match with her. Smirking in satisfaction to have silenced the loudmouth, Hope steps through the robes and makes a show out of rolling her shoulders and cranking her neck to get ready for the upcoming match. Sanders takes off his hoodie and gently lays the Undisputed Championship in their corner.
Aiello: Well, we wondered if these two would coexist and it's a good start.
Carter: Dominic Sanders obviously wants to help showcase his partner here tonight. He put aside his own agenda and came out to her music and walked in her shadow.
Bennett: That's a true Champion right there! We should all be very humbled in his presence!
DING DING DING
Swango and Hope Diamond start this one off. Swango claps her hands together and she locks up with Hope in a collar-and-elbow tie up. Hope bends her backwards and Iggy’s head touches the mat. Iggy powers her way back up and gets back to a vertical base. Iggy steps under and puts Hope in a hammerlock. Hope drives a right elbow backwards and into the side of Iggy’s head. Iggy grabs Hope in a rear waistlock now and lifts her up for a German suplex. Hope lands on her feet behind Swango and shoves Iggy chest-first into the corner. She drives an elbow to the back of Iggy’s head and then pulls Iggy towards her corner where she tags Sanders into the match.Aiello: And here comes the Undisputed Champion.
Bennett: Game over. Call it now.
Sanders steps into the ring and he and Hope double-Irish whip Iggy into the ropes. Iggy ducks a double-clothesline and grabs Hope and Sanders by the heads, knocking their heads together. Hope stumbles away and towards her corner, where she exits to the apron holding her left eye. Sanders grabs his right eye and shakes his head, trying to get the cobwebs out. Iggy grabs Sanders and delivers a snap suplex towards her corner. As she gets off of the mat, Nicole reaches over and slaps Iggy on the shoulder hard. Iggy turns around and yells at her about the hard tag. Nicole smirks as she steps into the ring and dismisses Iggy. Iggy exits the ring and Nicole reaches down and grabs Sanders. Sanders gets up to his feet and delivers a headbutt right into Nicole’s cheek. She stumbles backwards and Sanders runs at her, delivering a hard clothesline to Nicole, sending her to the mat. Sanders walks over and tags Hope back into the match. Sanders grabs Nicole and delivers a back-breaker, holding her in that position. Hope is up to the top rope and leaps off, delivering a leg drop across Nicole’s throat. Hope covers Nicole as Sanders exits the ring.
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Kickout by Nicole Taylor.
Carter: Great teamwork so far by Hope Diamond and Dominic Sanders.
Aiello: And not so much by the other squad across the ring.
Hope pulls Nicole up to her feet, but Nicole drives the point of her elbow right into Hope’s temple. She kicks Hope in the side, then in the side of the head, then back to the ribcage. Every strike is forceful and quick, Hope not able to keep up. Nicole’s strikes drive Hope into the corner, where Nicole climbs up the turnbuckles and drives fists into Hope’s face.
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Nicole descends the turnbuckle and grabs Hope by the wrist. She whips Hope across the ring hard into the opposite turnbuckle. Iggy puts her boot up on top of the turnbuckle in their corner and instructs Nicole to slam Hope’s head into the boot. Nicole does so and then tags Iggy into the ring.
Aiello: And there was some successful teamwork by Swango and Taylor.
Bennett: Color me shocked!
Iggy gets into the ring and shoves Hope into the corner. She backs up and runs at Hope, leaping with a hip attack. Hope ducks out of the way and Iggy slams her hip hard into the top turnbuckle. Hope grabs Iggy and drags her over to Sanders, who tags Hope and enters the match. They lock Swango up and deliver a double suplex to the International Champion. Hope exits the ring and Sanders drives a knee into Iggy’s jaw. He covers her.
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Swango kicks out.
Sanders gets up to his feet and picks Swango up off of the ground. He lifts her up into a fireman’s carry, looking for the Riptide. Swango wiggles free and goes to tag Nicole in. Swango swipes at Nicole’s hand, but Swango misses?
Aiello: I think Nicole Taylor just moved her hand!
Bennett: That ain’t right. I think you’re seeing things!
Swango looks Nicole in the eyes and shouts at her.
Swango: What are you doing?! Tag me!
Swango goes to tag Nicole back in again, but before she can tag Nicole, Sanders rolls Iggy up and grabs her tights!
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Nicole just stands on the apron watching, not breaking the count up.
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here are your winners... the team of Hope Diamond and the EWC Undisputed Champion Dominic Sanders!Aiello: For the second straight week, it's Dominic Sanders scoring the victory over Iggy Swango! Albeit with a hand full of tights!
Carter: The International Champion and Dr. Taylor just seemed very off tonight. Moreso Iggy Swango than Dr. Nicole.
Aiello: I don't know. I still think Nicole could have tagged in and she moved her hand. I am not so sure either one of them were into their partner selection tonight.
Bennett: And at StrangleMania we will see a new International Champion. And you can bet on that!
Carter: Oh please. Stop sucking up to Sanders!
Aiello: When we return, we've got a huge match! Xavier Reid and Kendrick Kross square off to see which one goes to StrangleMania to challenge Dominic Sanders for the Undisputed Championship!
We move to a commercial break.
We cut backstage where the camera picks up Xavier Reid as he is walking with his cousin Tlatoani Volando and his adviser Nikki Dupree
Tlatoani Volando: Man it would really suck to get all this way to the finals just to lose to Kendrick Kross and miss out on StrangleMania…
Nikki Dupree: Are you kidding me Tlatoani? Why in the world would you say that TONIGHT of all night’s?
Tlatoani Volando: I’m trying to motivate the guy, listen I want him going into this match hungry, desperate...like his life depends on it, I mean if I was Jon Spartan and I invested my reputation by calling a bum like you back up to Brawl after falling flat on your face the first time around AND THEN you blow the finals...hell I wouldn’t even bother shipping you back to FSW, I’d ship you off to Prime...and we know how THAT’S going for you…
Nikki Dupree: Knock it off, we don’t need your stupid voice in his head out there tonight…
Tlatoani Volando: Well on a positive note the new Elite 15 is out, you’re still the shit...get it….because you’re number 2…
Tlatoani laughs but he’s the only one
Tlatoani Volando: Damn, tough crowd...well it was Chiquitita’s joke anyways but hey more bounce money and hey...maybe Under Armour will have us back to their headquarters for more free stuff…
Nikki Dupree: Didn’t you eBay everything you got there last time?
Tlatoani Volando: Yeah...made a killing...you need to call them and tell them Xavier wants to come back for a visit again…
Nikki Dupree: Ok, I’ll get right on that…
Nikki ignores Tlatoani as the group turns the corner to see Brian Spades and his camera crew waiting on them...he motions for Xavier who walks over to him as they cut to the big screen inside Enterprise Center…
Brian Spades: Ladies and gentlemen...Xavier Reid…
The reaction is mixed but with a little more cheers than boos from the sold out crowd…
Brian Spades: Tonight we crown a Number One Contender for the Undisputed Champion and name the opponent for Dominic Sanders at StrangleMania as the tournament comes to a close with you facing off with Kendrick Kross in the finals of what has been a surprising but grueling tournament…
Xavier Reid: Our GM put eight hungry competitors inside that ring and dangled an opportunity of a lifetime in front of us...that alone will bring out the best in anyone...it certainly brought out the best in Kendrick and me…
Brian Spades: Speaking of Kendrick Kross you were quite critical of him and question his focus and if it’s entirely on the match here tonight…
Xavier Reid: No...his own actions called into question if he’s really focused on what’s right in front of him here tonight...by his own words his actions say NO...I merely pointed this out to him and the fans, look the guy tried to play off the same script he used against Griffin...questioning my desire to win back the X-Division Championship giving me the advice to just ‘move on’...see that’s spoken like a man who hasn’t been a champion in a LONG time...but make no mistake about it, my mind and my ‘focus’ is right where it needs to be...here in the EWC and on THIS match against Kendrick Kross…
Brian Spades: Well Kendrick did bring up a good point, pointing out the last championship match you were in you lost…
Xavier Reid: Yeah where I was a champion...when’s the last time Kendrick was a champion...hell I don’t remember him winning many championship matches he’s been in of late...that’s because he hasn’t...the guy keeps losing in matches just like this...number one contender matches...see Kendrick isn’t thinking this out too well...if my championship lost is going to ‘festering’ in my head and what...your head is going to be crystal clear...your last match against Iggy where she won the right to face Griffin...your last number one contender match is out of your head...brother you can’t have it both ways...YOU’VE LOST MORE OF THESE MATCHES THAN I’VE EVER BEEN IN...if self doubt is going to creep into either of our heads I’m betting on the guy that’s made of a career of getting beat in matches just like this...Kendrick is living in a dream world...where he can call out anyone and everyone because in his little head he believes what he’s saying is true and sounds good...it makes him feel better and makes him believe he has a real shot...the problem with that is he’s either just as guilty of what he’s accusing others for or...it’s just not factual...he displaces is own fears of inequality on us because he just doesn’t want to admit he questions himself...he says he’s not going to lose to me...like he has any say in that...Kendrick...I want you to listen close...listen to what I’m saying…
Xavier turns away from Brain Spades and looks right into the camera
Xavier Reid: Your run ends here tonight...this is the closest you will get to Dominic Sanders, the main event of StrangleMania and the Undisputed Championship...you should consider yourself lucky to have made the Finals...it was a good run for someone like you but it ends here tonight...there will be no underdog fairy tail story where Kendrick Kross defies the odds and main events StrangleMania...your run ends here tonight at the hands of me…
Brian Spades: Well best of luck Xavier…
Brian nods and walks away from Xavier as Tlatoani and Nikki walk back over to Xavier…
Tlatoani Volando: So is there any free swag that goes along with Main Eventing StrangleMania…
Nikki Volando: Can we leave him back here in the states Xavier…
Xavier shakes his head as he walks away from his cousin...
SINGLES MATCH
Finals in #1 Contenders tournament for Undisputed Championship
Kendrick Kross
VS Xavier Reid
VS Xavier Reid
Aiello: What a show Monday Night Brawl has been so far. If you thought that last match was good, then boy are you in for a treat.
Carter: That's right Joe, up next up we have ... Kendrick Kross vs Xavier Reid
The jumbo screen flickers and the picture of a sky appears on the eve of a storm, the clouds are dark and rolling across the sky quickly and with aggression. The lights inside the arena start to dim, the rumbling of a storm can be heard over the speakers as lighting appears in the clouds
The cracking of lighting grows louder and louder until two strikes hit the stage
First from the right and then from the left as ‘Papercut’ starts to play out…
Smoke rises up from where the lightning hit stage as Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage, his arms crossed in a X over his chest as he stands at the top of the stage and looks out towards the ring.
Stroup: From New York City, stand at 5’11” and 220 pounds...Xavviierr Reeiiiddd.
The fans have a mix reaction as he starts to walk towards the ring, shadow boxing as he does so ignoring the fans until he reaches ringside
Xavier bounces up and down while looking at the ground and then looks up and smirks as he heads towards the steps and slams his foot down on each step as he marches up the steps and jumps into the ring and heads right to far corner and climbs to the middle rope and tosses his arms into the air and crosses them into a X as he looks out over the crowd.
'Seven Nation Army' hits the PA System. 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 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 shoot from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.
Stroup: From Chelsea London, weighing at 215 Pounds....Kendrick KROSS![/size][/font]
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 and takes a left turn and walks up the steps, climbing in through the top and second ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell rings as the two men circle the ring. They eye one another, neither one wanting to make the first move as they slowly walk in and finally hook up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. A power struggle begins to develop, one pushing the other back, then the other following suit before Kendrick finally has enough of it and sends a hard knee into the gut of Xavier, causing him to double over. Kendrick grabs the head of Xavier and hits him with a hip toss, keeping control of his head and neck area grounding him.
Aiello: Kendrick is trying to quickly get ahold of this match. Looks like he has done it so far.
Carter: It’s early...quit trying to act like he is already wearing him out![/size][/font]
Bennett: Both of you shutup. Lets keep our eyes on this match going on![/size][/font]
Kendrick keeps wrenching on the neck before Xavier is able to roll him over for a pinning attempt, before the ref can even get down to count though Kendrick rolls back over, keeping control of the neck. Kross tries to keep the early advantage but Xavier starts sending punches to the side of Kross causing him to let loose of the hold and grab at his side. Xavier gets up quickly, followed by Kross but Xavier gets the advantage here, he grabs Kross’ arm and gets him in a wrist lock. Kross tries to reverse it but is unsuccessful and Xavier transitions it into a hammer lock! Kendrick grimaces, not in pain but in frustration with Xavier. He quickly gets out of it though and gets in a hammer lock of his own before releasing it, the two then walking back into their respective corners.
Aiello: Quick exchanges of holds here. This match might turn out to be a really tightly contested one.
Bennett: Did you expect anything else? These two know what’s at stake.
Kendrick and Xavier walk towards one another, Xavier and Kendrick look like they are going for another tie up but Kross doesn’t, he sends a boot into Xaviers gut and bends him over. Kendrick lifts him up though and sends loud and hard knifedge chops to the center of Xaviers chest, each chop Xavier grabbing at his chest. This backs Xavier up to the middle of the ropes and Kendrick grabs Reids arm then sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip. Kendrick runs towards a returning Reid but before he can do anything Xavier hits him with a hard clothesline knocking him down and goes for a cover. He drops down and hooks the outside leg.
ONE!
TW...KICKOUT!
Bennett: What’d that Son o’ Bitch think? That he was going to win this early on? Come on, Reid.[/size][/font]
Carter: I doubt that. But no harm in trying.[/size][/font]
Aiello: Let’s pay attention to the match, shall we?
Xavier looks at the ref and holds up three fingers then shakes his head. Xavier grabs Kendrick by the head and lifts him up only to send kicks to his thighs, each kick making a loud crack sounds throughout the arena followed by Kendrick grabbing his thigh.
Aiello: Smart move, Xavier is trying to slow down the quicker opponent.
Bennett: That’s because Xaviers smart. He’s got this win.
Carter: Let’s not count the chickens before they hatch?
Kendrick ends up falling to one knee and Xavier lines him up, he goes for a kick to the head but no! Xavier misses! Kendrick goes for a quick roll up but Xavier kicks out of it. They both quickly hop up but Kendrick hits Xavier with a beautiful dropkick straight to the nose. Kendrick nips up as a mixed reaction is heard. Kendrick stays on the attack though as he looks at Xavier trying to get up. Kendrick quickly sends a kick to Xaviers back as he had gotten up to one knee but quickly collapses once again. Kendrick sees his opportunity and pulls Xavier into the middle of the ring face first, crossing his legs into an indian death lock and goes for the bridge for a Muta Lock but Xavier senses it and before Kendrick can even attempt to lock it in Xavier crawls over to the ropes. Kendrick uncrosses the legs and walks away from Reid as it looks like he is letting Xavier up but no! He runs towards Xavier, sensing it though Xavier ducks grabs Kendrick between his legs and sends him out of the ring!
Xavier falls to a knee to catch his breath a bit but notices Kendrick is starting to stir, he looks at the other side of the ring and looks back at Kendrick, he does it again before running over towards the other side, bouncing off the ropes, on the return he gets into a back hand round and after landing on his feet jumps over the ropes with a corkscrew and lands hard onto Kendrick hitting the X-Treme Air! After the move Xavier quickly jumps up and looks at the downed Kendrick.
Carter: What a move! That just changed the momentum quick!
Aiello: There’s that dangerous ability Xavier has and just throwing caution to the wind!
Bennett: Get the Son O’ Bitch inside! He might just get this win!
Xavier grabs Kendrick and rolls him into the ring. He goes for the cover, while doing so puts his legs up onto the ropes trying to gain extra leverage!
Carter: He can’t win like this!
ONE!
Bennett: You know what they say, if you ain’t cheatin’ you ain’t trying and this Son O’ Bitch is tryin’![/size][/font]
TWO!
TH…
Before the ref can get to three he stops the count and notices Xaviers feet on the ropes. He looks at Xavier and knocks his feet off the ropes, Xavier pops up and tells the ref he wasn’t cheating and begins arguing. Kendrick takes the time with this though and trips Xavier, causing him to hit the mat hard. Kendrick quickly turns around to face the opposite way and Kendrick gets Xavier into a high-angled boston crab! Xavier pushes up pain obviously a factor in this. The ref keeps asking him if he wants to give up but he says no each time. He keeps shaking his head no but as each second goes by it gets harder and harder for him to not give up but in the end he pushes Kendrick off of him. Kendrick grabs the ropes and stops himself from going over the ropes. Xavier slowly gets up to a knee, facing Kendrick, noticing this Kendrick hits him hard with a superkick! Kendrick quickly goes for a cover!
ONE!
Aiello: Kendrick has got it here, he’s going to advance!
TWO!
Carter: He just might..that was a hard kick!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Xavier kicks out right as the refs hand is coming down for the three count. Kendrick looks at the ref in disbelief wondering how he could have kicked out of such a flush kick. Kendrick, not paying attention to Xavier, more worried about how the kick didn’t keep him down has given Xavier just enough time. He gets up and pushes Kendrick into the ref, knocking him down! Xavier sees this as the perfect opportunity, as Kendrick is now more worried about the ref. Xavier slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and quietly slides back in. He yells at Kendrick and as Kross turns around he gets hit hard by a steel chair, echoing throughout the arena! Xavier waits for Kross to slowly get up and hits him with another and one more the the head, the final one cutting Kendrick open! Xavier throws the chair to the outside and wakes the ref up as he drops down for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Aiello: How the hell did Kendrick kick out of three hard ass chair shots!?
Carter: The will to win...he hasn’t had gold here in EWC in what seems like an eternity. He’s ready for a shot at the Undisputed Championship!
Bennett: He isn’t going to get it, Xavier will be winning this match.
Xavier picks up a bloodied Kendrick and whips him into the turnbuckle. Resting there Xavier walks over to him and sends multiple punches to the cut on Kendricks head, opening it even more. Xavier lifts Kendrick up onto the top turnbuckle where he grabs him in a front face lock and then grabs his pants. He lifts Kendrick up and hits him with a hard superplex! Kendrick, having the ring awareness he does, after grabbing his back, just as Xavier does, rolls out of the ring making a big THUD! Xavier slowly gets up and sees where Kendrick is at. He walks towards the ropes and climbs through them to the outside of the ring. Xavier looks at the announce table and clears everything off of it. He walks over at the still motionless Kendrick and lays him on the table. Xavier hits Kendrick in the chest and head a couple of times before climbing back in then out of the ring, breaking the count which had gotten to seven, and then climbs up the turnbuckle. Xavier looks around and a smirk crosses his face as he jumps off the turnbuckle and hits a hard elbow onto the chest of Kendrick, sending them both through the table!
Bennett: HOLY SHIT!
Aiello: Xavier is out here putting life and limb for a chance at that Undisputed Championship.
Carter: If he can get up and get Kendrick into the ring he might have it!
Xavier, who grabs his shoulder, begins to stir a bit as the still what seems to be knocked out Kendrick lays there. Xavier picks him up and drags the dead weight that is Kendrick into the ring. He rolls him into the ring and goes for another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...KICKOUT!
Aiello: What the hell!? How…
Bennett: Got to give it to Kross, he’s one tough Son O’ Bitch.
Xavier looks in shock as he rolls off of the tired and beaten down Kendrick. Kendrick slowly begins to stir and as Xavier notices this he starts to pick Kendrick up but Kendrick is able to get enough strength to send Xavier and his injured shoulder into the ring post! Xavier falls through the ropes after hitting the ring post and catches his head right on the corner of the steps as the sharp point cuts him open. Kendrick takes deep breaths as he crawls over to the ropes that he uses to pull himself up. He sees that Xavier has been cut open and has fallen to the middle of the floor. He smiles as he awaits for him to get up to one knee, he slowly does and Kendrick springboards off of the ropes, onto the opposite turnbuckle and hits Xavier with a hard Triangle Dropkick sending Xavier hard into the steps!
Carter: What a move! I haven’t seen Kendrick use that in recent memory!
Aiello: You never know what he will show up with!
Kendrick after hitting the ground hard from the triangle dropkick slowly starts to get up. Xavier however, is still resting on the steps. Kendrick picks up Xavier and rolls him into the ring. He crawls on top of Xavier and goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE!
KICKOUT!
Bennett: These two are going to have to kill each other!
Carter: It sure looks like it!
Aiello: At least it’s a great match!
Kendrick slowly gets up and looks at Xavier who has gotten to all fours. Kendrick runs to the opposite side of the ring and runs back, he jumps up but Xavier moves causing Kendrick to grab his leg! Xavier quickly gets up he grabs Kendrick and hits him with the buckle bomb followed by a Springboard Cutter!
Carter: The X-Tincition!
Xavier quickly goes for the cover hooking both legs.
ONE!
Bennett: He’s going to kickout!
TWO!
Carter: I don’t think so.
THREE!
DING DING DING
Aiello: He’s done it! Xaviers done it!
Aiello: What a match we just had folks ... So much back and forth and danger between Kross and Reid.
Stroup: The winner of tonight's match XAVIER REID
Xavier Reid celebrates victory as the ref raises his arm
Bennett: That son of a bitch showed what he is made of .. shit
Carter: It was a hard fought match between Kross and Reid but Reid had just enough left in the tank to get it done, and overall seemed better equipped for tonight's match
Aiello: Don't go anywhere folks, we have more Brawl action coming up next when Criterion takes on Shock & Awe .. but first, a quick word from our sponsors .. don't go anywhere!
We move to a commercial break.
The cameras cut to a skybox in the arena where NSFW are present, spectators for this contest. Both are dressed as champions should be- suits, shades, championship belts slung over their respective right shoulders, and, of course, Mike's ubiquitous Mets cap. Bryan Spade is between them, microphone in hand.
Spade: Church. McGuire. It's obvious that you're here tonight to see just who you'll be facing in two weeks at Stranglemania. Shock and Awe or Criterion. Any preference?
Church: No.
McGuire: We look at it this way. Do we LIKE one team better? Probably. But if they fought their way through a tournament to face us, that means they're worthy to take their shot.
Spade: Both of these teams have been hot on your heels. Criterion has been vocal that they are destined to become tag team champions. Some say they destroyed The Limit, something that you two could never do in your fights with them. And Shock and Awe? While they've had one match thus far, Curtis Mars is one of the fastest rising stars EWC has ever seen. Already a champion, undefeated as a competitor. And his wife Freya Hobs looks to be on the same path on FSW. Do--
Church politely put his hand over the microphone. He relieved Spade of his duties.
Church: All of that conjecture, all of that speculation - it just doesn't matter.
McGuire: You can prognosticate all you want. At the end of the day, all that matters is what goes on in that fuckin' ring, from bell to bell. That's where all the questions get answered.
The two of them pointedly turn away from Spade and go back to watching the action below.
TAG MATCH
Finals of #1 Contender tournament for Tag Team Championships
Criterion (Antoni & Yeshwa)
VS Shock & Awe
Finals of #1 Contender tournament for Tag Team Championships
Criterion (Antoni & Yeshwa)
VS Shock & Awe
Aiello: Once again, Xavier Reid shocking the entire EWC Universe! Dominic Sanders is going to have his hands full with this one. But now, it's time for tonight's Main Event!
Carter: We found out who Dominic Sanders is facing for the Undisputed Championship, now we find out who NFSW faces for those tag team championships!
Bennett: Shock & Awe was never collected, so I'm going with criterion.
The Collector leads his warriors from behind the curtain. He walks with the confidence of a world champion leading his army. He grins and raises his hands shoulder length and points to the ring firing imaginary guns. Queing them to take their spots in the ring. Mondo shoves past him first and is followed by Antoni. Yeshwa grins at his larger stablemates and speeds up running down the ramp. Mondo and Antoni throw him into the air and he soars over the top rope and rolls through a forward flip to his feet. Mondo and Antoni enter on either side of the ring. Mondo going over the top rope. They spread the ropes apart so The Collector can slip in easily. He enters and points to his Collection as they taunt the crowd.
Stroup: Ladies and gentleman, this match is a tag team match scheduled one fall. It's to determine the number one contender for the EWC Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 479 pounds. Accompanied to the ring by The Collector and Maniac Mondo. Antoni Malieto and Yeshwa, CRITERION!
Aiello: I don't much like their attitude and you don't have to like all of their tactics, but this group right here are made up of three very dangerous individuals.
Carter: Talent wise, you can't take anything away from these guys and the fact they have this opportunity tonight is no mistake.
Bennett: These are my boys! Can't wait to see them kick some ass tonight, like always!
Lights go dark, 'Unbreakable" - Of Mice & Men plays and smoke fills the entrance-way. Once the lights come on, they flash red and purple and from the stage rises a platform begins to be raised in the side of the stage. As the stage itself is filled with smoke, knelt down on one knee is Curtis Mars in the center of the rising platform, X-Division championship around his waist. He uses his hand to hold up his head and as the platform raises higher, he slowly lifts his head up and there is an odd smile on his face. Once the platform stops, Curtis leaps into the air, lands with his arms spread out wide and lets out a loud scream of excitement. Then, from the back jumps Freya Hobs. She throws her arms back with a yell as the pyros go off. Both Curtis and Freya meet at the center of the stage. They put their foreheads together, Curtis grabs her head and kisses her forehead. Stepping away from one another, smiling, Freya slaps Curtis hard in the face and the two throw their hands back with excitement and let out a loud scream and then smash their forearms together and begin walking down the ramp.
Stroup: Ladies and gentleman. Now, on their way to the ring at a combined weight of 365 lbs, SHOCK & AWE!
The two slide in the ring and play to the fans. They meet in their corner and give each other little pushes, ending with another slap to Curtis's face. The two smile as they wait.
Aiello: If anybody can stop Criterion, it's these two. They have both been taring it up since arriving on the scene.
Carter: Curtis already faced Yeshwa, but with Mondo, maybe Antoni is the difference maker, but we will see. I'm excited for this one.
Bennett: You're foolish for doubting Criterion you idiots. Just watch, you'll be in Shock & Awe when your little Curtis and Freya are destroyed. Look at those two, they have nothing on Criterion!
Curtis and Yeshwa decide to start the match. Curtis and Freya bump heads, Antoni and Yeshwa smash forearms.
DING DING DING
Yeshwa laughs at Mars as they circle the ring. Eventually, they work themselves into the middle of the ring and they lock hands, but immediately Yeshwa throws a knee to the gut of Mars and then Yeshwa spins under Mars's arm and attempts an arm-drag takedown, but Mars flips and lands on his feet. Yeshwa smiles as they circle the ring again. They meet in the middle and lock up around one another's head. They both attempts driving the other back, but neither really moving. Eventually, Yeshwa able to push Mars back and push's him into the ropes, then Yeshwa drops back with another arm-drag and again Mars flips landing on his feet. This time, as they circle and meet, they lock up again, but Yeshwa moves around, putting Mars in a cutter like position, but Mars flips over Yeshwa and lands on his feet. They circle around again, Yeshwa comes in hard with an elbow tot he face of Mars. Mars down on one knee, Yeshwa runs into the ropes, but on the return Mars leaps over him and when Yeshwa continues he bounces off the ropes again and on the return Mars puts his feet into the gut of Yeshwa attempting to use his momentum to spring him into the air, but Yeshwa able to flip in the air and land on his feet. Mars quick to his feet, Yeshwa runs at him and leaps up with a hurricanranna, but Mars able to keep flipping and lands on his feet. Yeshwa back up, they both charge at one another, Yeshwa throws a lariat that Mars ducks and continues to the ropes. Mars leaps up, puts both feet onto the top rope and springboards backwards with a moonsault, but on his way down Yeshwa moves aside and throws a kick to the face of Mars and Mars crashes hard into the ground. Yeshwa goes for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Aiello: What a back and forth by these two! What a start!
Carter: This has been a crazy beginning, both these guys are bringing it!
Bennett: Yeshwa has this fool where he wants him.
Yeshwa back to his feet, he lifts up Mars by the head and pushes him hard into Criterion corner and then tags in Antoni. Antoni grabs Yeshwa's arm, whips him into the ropes and on the return Antoni pushes Yeshwa high into the air and Yeshwa comes down with a hard forearm to the face of Mars which knocks him back into the turnbuckle and as he bounces off Antoni lifts Mars dropping him with a hard Samoan drop and goes for the cover on Mars.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Mars is able to kickout. Antoni lifts Mars to his feet and whips him into the ropes. On the return Antoni throws a hard lariat that Mars is able to duck and continue running towards the ropes. On the return, once Mars is close enough, Antoni delivers a scoop powerslam and without letting go of Mars, Antoni stands to his feet, throws Mars up over his shoulder and begins to run towards the turnbuckle. Once close enough, right before Antoni is able to toss Mars into the turnbuckle, Mars pushes himself off of Antoni's back and pushes Antoni into the turnbuckle, Mars then leaps up onto the top rope and springboards off as Antoni bounces off of the turnbuckle, Mars delivers a springboard knee to the face of Antoni and both men are on the ground. Mars begins to push himself to his feet, stumbling he trips up as he makes his way to his corner and tags in Freya and right as Antoni rushes in to tag Yeshwa, he leaps up, but Freya is able to jump and land on the back of Antoni preventing the tag. She gets up, grabs the legs of Antoni and begins to drag him in the middle of the ring, but once there Antoni is able to pull her in with his feet and then push her back, roll over, leap and tag in Yeshwa. As Freya rushes forward, Yeshwa leaps up onto the top rope and springboards off delivering a European uppercut to the incoming Freya and Yeshwa goes for the pin.
ONE!...
KICKOUT!
Aiello: Quick kickout by Freya.
Carter: Shock & Awe had better get it together, Criterion has been in control for some time now.
Bennett: There's a reason for that guys, it's CRITERION!
Yeshwa to his feet, he pulls up Freya and whips her into the ropes. On the return, Yeshwa attempts a lariat, but Freya ducks, wraps up the arm of Yeshwa and spins around dropping him with a DDT. She swings around locking up an armbar that she calls, IT'S MINE! Freya begins to pull on the arm, but Yeshwa flips around to his feet. As he begins to stack Freya, Freya swings around and brings Yeshwa to the mat again with IT'S MINE! Still locked in. Yeshwa unable to roll this time. Freya pulling as hard as she can, Yeshwa refusing to tap able to reach his foot out and place it onto the ropes. Freya lets go of the hold, rolls backwards and pushes to her feet. Yeshwa sits up against the ropes grabbing his arm, Freya rushes towards him, she attempts to drive her knee into the face of Yeshwa, but Yeshwa drops to the ground and rolls out of the ring. Freya circles the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes and on the return leaps up over the top rope driving right into Yeshwa with a suicide dive as he turns around. On the outside, Freya gets up, pulls Yeshwa to his feet. She grabs the back of Yeshwa and runs towards the ring steps throwing Yeshwa hard into them causing the steps to break upon impact. The refs count begins.
1!
Freya stalks Yeshwa, grabs him and whips him into the barricade.
2!
Freya runs at Yeshwa, drives her knee into his gut, then grabs ahold of his head and runs towards the outside ring post and drives the face of Yeshwa right into it.
3!
Freya lifts Yeshwa, slides him into the ring. Freya follows and goes into cover.
ONE...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Yeshwa Kicks out!
Aiello: Freya bringing the fire tonight! This match sure hasn't disappointed.
Carter: This match could really go either way. Talent on both sides is insane and NSFW are going to have their hands full.
Bennett: Criterion have them right were they want them.
Freya back to her feet, she lifts up Yeshwa and whips him into Shock & Awe corner. Freya tags in Mars, flips Yeshwa to the ground. Mars jumps up, springboards off of the top rope with a 450 splash right onto Yeshwa for the pin.
ONE!...
TWO!...
KICKOUT!
Yeshwa kicks out. Mars back to his feet, he lifts up Yeshwa and lifts him to his feet. Mars tags in Freya and as she comes in Mars whips Yeshwa into the ropes, he grabs Freya's arm and spins her around whipping her towards Yeshwa and when the two meet, Freya nails a spear she calls BERSERKER! Then Mars runs, leaps up onto the top rope and before he can springboard off to complete CRAZYTIME! Anotni had rushed over, and smacked Mars's feet out of the way causing him to drop hard to the mat. Freya runs at Antoni and Freya attempts a spear to knock Antoni off of the ring apron, but Antoni moves aside and delivers a hard knee to Freya's face which cause her to drop inside of the ring. Antoni yells on Yeshwa who is seemingly out from Freya's finisher. Freya grabbing at her jaw, she inches towards her corner, but nobody is there. Yeshwa finally starting to move. Freya gets back to her feet, she runs at Yeshwa who is pulling himself to his feet with the ropes. Once Freya is close enough, Yeshwa drops down grabbing the top rope and Freya hits the ropes and flips over to the outside of the ring and this gives Yeshwa time to tag in Antoni. Freya is pushing herself to her feet, Antoni runs across the ring apron, leaps off grabbing Freya by the head and dropping back with diving DDT to ground. Antoni back up, he lifts Freya to her feet slides her into the ring, with her head still on the outside ring apron. Antoni walks over, lifts his elbow and smashes his elbow down into Freya's neck. Antoni slides in, throws his arm over Freya.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THH KICKOUT!
Aiello: Both these teams are bringing it tonight. This is for a chance at the tag team gold, they both want this.
Carter: It's going to take a lot to take one of these teams out.
Bennett: You sumbitches don't see what's in front of you. Criterion is the best damn tag team to come into this company. No way they lose this opportunity.
Antoni stands and lifts up Freya to her feet. Antoni whips Freya into the ropes, he also runs at her, as she bounces off, Antoni dives driving his shoulder into the face of Freya. Antoni lifts up Freya, grabs ahold of her delivers a pump handle into a fallaway face plant slam he calls RESURRECTION! Antoni goes for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHHRRRR Mars comes flying out of nowhere with a springboard 630 senton right ontop of Antoni breaking the pinfall. Mars rolls to his feet, as he does he is met with a flying knee to the face by Yeshwa. Mars rolls out of the ring, Yeshwa steps to his corner and puts his hand out. Antoni grabbing at his back as he starts to pull himself to his feet using the ropes. He stumbles to the downed Freya and lifts her to her feet. Antoni throws her into Criterion corner and then Antoni runs at Freya, but at the last second Freya leaps up and throws one foot in the air which Antoni ducks and slides out of the ring. Freya then spins around with a hook to the face of Yeshwa knocking him off of the ring apron to the outside and as she turns back around, Antoni had already slid back into the ring, hooks Freya's body and delivers a vicious belly to belly suplex. Antoni locks up her legs for the pin.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHRRRR KICKOUT!
Aiello: Bah gawd! How on earth was Freya able to kick out? She's taken a beaten, but there is no quit in this team!
Carter: Criterion has been in control a lot of it, but it's really been a back and forth battle. Neither team can figure the other out.
Bennett: Criterion will, the Collector told them how!
Antoni smacks the mat and looks at the ref holding up three fingers. Once he's up he bends down, lifts Freya and whips her into the ropes. On the return, Freya ducks an attack from Antoni and continues to the ropes. On the quick return as Antoni turns to face her, Freya dives with a vicious spear she calls BERSERKER! But Freya unable to go for the cover. Both Freya and Antoni down. Eventually, Freya is able to turn and throw a hand over Antoni.
ONE!...
TWO!...
THHHHRRRR KICKOUT!
Aiello: HOW IN THE HELL DID HE JUST KICK OUT!? Freya unable to capitalize on that Berserker right away gave Antoni the time he needed to recover.
Carter: That was vicious, I think Antoni may have some broken ribs.
Bennett: Antoni can kick out of anything.
Freya rolls, slowly begins to crawl to her corner as does Antoni his. Freya reaches out, as does Antoni, Freya tags in Mars, Antoni tags in Yeshwa. The two come in fast and rush towards one another. Mars ducks an attack from Yeshwa, then Mars leaps up and hits Yeshwa with a pale kick. Mars gets to his feet, pulls up Yeshwa and pulls him into the corner. Mars runs at Yeshwa, but Yeshwa lunches forwards with an elbow to the face of Mars knocking him to the mat. Yeshwa begins to climb the turnbuckle, but once on top, Mars springs, leaps up onto the top rope grabs ahold of Yeshwa with both men standing on the top rope. Mars leaps off backwards connecting with a SPANISH FLY OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! Mars quickly back to his feet, runs back to the turnbuckle, leaps up and then off with a phoenix 630 that he calls THE WHISPERS! And he stays ontop of Yeshwa for the cover.
ONE!...
TWO!... Antoni attempts to come in and break it, but he is met with another BERSERKER from Freya.
THREE!
DING DING DING
Aiello: THEY DID IT! SHOCK & AWE DEFEATED CRITERION! What a battle, but a well fought victory for this team!
Carter: They deserve it after a performance like this. NSFW VS Shock & Awe, that's going to be a hell of a match!
Bennett: BULLSHIT! Criterion just got robbed!
Mars and Freya stumble towards one another and begin to celebrate.
END SCREEN
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO: Dominic Sanders
MATCH THREE: Darius
MATCH FOUR: Cyrus Black
MATCH FIVE: Gabrielle Visconty
MATCH SIX: Dominic Sanders
MATCH SEVEN: Kendrick Kross
MAIN EVENT: MNB
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SEGMENTS
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Criterion
D-Max
Shock & Awe
Richie Valentine
Tom Frost
Owensby Smith
Xavier Reid
NSFW
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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X-DIVISION MATCH
Damage
VS Maniac Mondo
WINNER: Damage
X-DIVISION MATCH
Greg Samuel
VS Emma Louise
WINNER: Greg Samuel
SINGLES MATCH
Lynx Boyd
VS Gabrielle Visconty
WINNER: Gabrielle Visconty
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Orion Samson
VS Owensby Smith
VS Darius
WINNER: Darius
SINGLES MATCH
(Winner will be put in international championship contender match after Stranglemania)
Cyrus Black
VS Clay Byrd
WINNER: Cyrus Black
TAG MATCH
Dr. Nicole Taylor & Iggy Swango
VS Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
WINNERS: Hope Diamond & Dominic Sanders
SINGLES MATCH
Finals in #1 Contenders tournament for Undisputed Championship
Kendrick Kross
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER: Xavier Reid
MAIN EVENT
TAG MATCH
Criterion (Antoni & Yeshwa)
VS Shock & Awe
WINNERS: Shock & Awe
BRAWL #533 MVP(s): Shock & Awe
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