BRAWL #599 (BRAWLYMPICS 2023) - ATHENS

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BRAWL #599 (BRAWLYMPICS 2023) - ATHENS Aug 7, 2023 20:58:06 GMT -6 Jack Hart and Narumi Tsutsumi like this

Post by MNB on Aug 7, 2023 20:58:06 GMT -6

WARNING:

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
"BRAWLYMPICS"
EPISODE #599 | AUGUST 7TH 2023

LIVE! from Panathenaic Stadium in Athens, Greece

EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Jim Connors
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Steve 'The Predator' Bennett
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray

"STARTAFIGHT" by Joey Valence & Brae 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 #598 in Lawrence, Kansas.

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, and Ruthless Aggression, all with the EWC Championship.

From there we look at the dawning of the Undisputed Championship as we know it today, with a focus on the men and women who have been a part of the red brand who have held the illustrious title including Sour Candy, Dominic Sanders, Cyrus Black, and Xavier Reid, before ending on the current champion Lavender.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Xavier Reid, King Flip, KU, Antoni Malietoa, Stitches, Melinda Rhodes, Darius, Dio, JoJo Rush, Bathsheba, S.T., Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, Chelsea Skye, Zack Tyler, Elissa Bradley, Cyrus, and others making their way onto the red brand.

We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:

Cyrus with the FX Broadcast Championship
Darius with the EWC International Championship

The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.

A wide aerial shot shows a majestic view Panathenaic Stadium earlier tonight, ahead of Monday Night BRAWL!

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

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

The camera feed pans to different areas in the 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.

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

Signs can be seen all over the stadium, some reading:

"Καλώς ήρθατε στην Αθήνα, BRAWL"

"Ας ελπίσουμε ότι αυτά τα σημάδια δεν θα είναι όλα ελληνικά για εσάς"

"Εκτιμούμε που είστε εδώ το ίδιο"

"Ας έχουμε μια υπέροχη βραδιά πάλης!"

"Επίσης, κάτι για έναν ασβό για τα παλιά"

and "Είθε να κερδίσουν οι καλύτεροι άνδρες, γυναίκες και άλλοι!"

The camera pans around Panathenaic Stadium once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello and Steve Bennett are standing by.

Aiello: Hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! We're in beautiful Athens, Greece for our 2023 edition of BRAWLYMPICS, and we are excited to be on the road to Night of Champions! I'm Joe Aiello alongside EWC Hall of Famer Steve Bennett, and boy do we have some exciting matches up ahead!

Bennett: Eight matches, Joe. EIGHT damn matches, practically a PPV-sized card all rolled into a special edition of BRAWL! Hell of a main event tonight, the Trios Tournament looks to see who advances to the next round as Shinijoshi take on The House to reignite their feud!

Aiello: That's right Joe, and tonight we see a possible kindling of a feud in the works as Tyler Bradford returns to BRAWL to take on King Flip! On top of that, we have Team BRAWL colliding in triple threat action as Lil' Petey, Caleb Scott, and Alex Carbajal square off!

Bennett: That's gonna be one to watch, as is Jason Anderson coming to BRAWL to take on the former EWC X-Division Champion Xavier Reid, who is likely gonna be mad as hell about losing the title to JoJo Rush at PARABELLUM!

Aiello: Indeed, a lot of fallout from the night...and even some from as recently as this past edition of PARAMOUNT, as we see New Money and Moonshine Inc. face off in tag action after the former were victorious in their Trios Tournament bout!

Bennett: Which is interesting as hell considering the man that New Money took out of their group, JRF, is in triple threat action against Zack Tyler and Chelsea Skye! On top of THAT we have a battle between a former Television Champion and our reigning FX Broadcast Champion, as Kendrick Kross takes on Cyrus!

Aiello: I'm sure Alexander Umbra will be keeping tabs on the man he's set to face soon enough for the title, but he has business of his own as he faces Daphne Kreel in our opening contest...and I'm being told that we've taken up our allotted time to run things down, so after this word from EWCTV we'll get right to it!

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A Barbenheimer vignette begins as members of the House and Shinijoshi are shown at the movies. The House are watching Barbie and Shinijoshi are in the Oppenheimer showing. During the explosion of Oppenheimer Narumi nods with an over the top serious expression as if an applicable explanation for her plan with Saidie and Sonya.

Narumi: So you see, this is how we go about becoming death in our match.

A theater-goer shooshes the House, but they all ignore it.

Dan: Regardless, when looking at this match, I can’t help but notice it feels like Shinijoshi and Saidie Sharpe. They’re everything… and she’s just Saidie.

After the movies are over both factions leave their respective showings and are shocked to run into one another.

Narumi: What are you doing here?

Brodie: Well isn’t it the Barbie in charge. We were watching the big movie of the summer, how the Barbies treat the Kens reminded us how you treat your honorary members like second class citizens. What are YOU doing here?

Narumi: If you must know, we were watching a gripping plot about how the world changes based on whose eyes are observing phenomena. It made me realize why you all see things crooked looking out from that slanted house of yours.

Both groups begin to bicker more as an EWC advertisement for Barbenheimer takes over and BRAWL then continues.

WITH A ROLL OF THE DIE, ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!
SINGLES MATCH, X-DIVISION RULES
Daphne Kreel
VS Alexander Umbra

We return to ringside where we get a glimpse of the ring, which already has a few tables set up on the outside, as well as a couple ladders just under the apron of the ring.

Aiello: And here we are folks, ready for our first match of Brawl #599. We get to see the up-and-comer Alexander Umbra, take on one-half of The Kruel Masters, Daphne Kreel.

Bennett: And this isn’t just ANY match, this is an X-Division match up. This will be both of their first steps into the X-Division category, officially. At Parabellum, Umbra was part of the Clusterphuck Match, which saw all hell break loose and even featured Umbra using the broken edge of a pokeball to shank Suene el Molde. Never thought I’d be saying those words, but here we are.

Stroup: The following match is an X-Division Rules singles match! Joining us first, from The Core Spire, weighing in at 157 pounds ... DAPHNE KREEL!

The opening rift of “Strike Back” comes over the sound system as Daphne Kreel steps out with a look of disdain all over her face, Kolby Kreel standing behind her enough to let her get her glory. As the song intensifies, Daphne makes her way down the ramp while ignoring the fans in the front row. She walks around the ring before hopping up onto the ring apron. She throws her trench coat off before leaping over the top rope, Kolby grabbing the coat and taking it over near the announcers. She chuckles to herself before stepping onto the middle rope and giving a sultry wink of her eye towards the audience. The boos grow louder as Daphne smiles with a wicked grin before leaning in the corner.

Stroup: And her opponent, from St. Paul, Minnesota, weighing in at 215 pounds ... ALEXANDER UMBRA!

"Make Believe" by Memphis May Fire echoes out from the speakers as Alexander Umbra steps out onto the entrance ramp, wearing black sweatpants, a black hoodie, and the red purge mask. As he walks down the ramp, the fans pepper him with a heavily mixed reaction, both cheering for Alexander and booing the Redd persona. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and instantly pops up to his feet, staring directly at Daphne.

DING DING DING
Alexander continues to stare forward at Daphne, when she launches forward and instantly begins to land lefts and rights, knocking Alexander back up against the ropes. Daphne Special! Right jab, left hook, discuss right elbow! The red purge mask flies out of the ring to the mats below. The look on Alexander’s face is pure shock and horror as he has already been caught off guard by Daphne’s offense. Kreel runs away from Umbra, bounces off the ropes, comes flying back … HUGE DROPKICK AND ALEXANDER UMBRA GOES FLYING OUT OF THE RING, CRASHING DOWN ONTO SOME OF THE LADDERS ON THE OUTSIDE!

Daphne turns and looks at Kolby, giving him a thumbs up, before running back to the ropes. She bounces off of them and uses the momentum to run towards the side of the ring where Alexander went over. Daphne jumps over the ropes … TOPE CON HILO ONTO ALEXANDER WHO WAS JUST GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET!!! Daphne quickly hooks Alexander’s leg, but Umbra kicks out before the ref could even get out of the ring.

Daphne sits up and smacks the ground in anger.

Aiello: Bit of frustration from Kreel as she tries to figure out the next plan of attack against Umbra.

Bennett: Probably just needs one of them nat 20 rolls or something, Joe.

Kreel quickly rolls under the ring and begins rummaging through the junk under there, her boots sticking out from under the apron. Meanwhile, Alexander Umbra was finally starting to get his wits back after that early barrage from Daphne. Sitting up, he eyes his red purge mask and makes a b-line for it. But before he could, Daphne shot out from under the ring with a Louisville Slugger Softball Bat. Umbra’s hand was almost on the mask, when Daphne brought the bat down onto his back…the ringing of the bat echoing through the Stadium. She lifts the bat up again and DOWN once more across the back of Alexander Umbra. Daphne Kreel lifts her bat into the air with one hand, showing it off to the fans as the boos rain down onto her. Daphne turns and looks at Kolby, who just gives her a thumbs up and claps for her from near the announcer’s table. A wink at her husband and Daphne grabs the bat with both hands, turning towards Umbra to bring the bat back down one more time … BUT ALEXANDER GRABS IT! HE IS STANDING UP WITH THE MASK ON! Umbra grabs the bat and RIPS it from Daphne’s hands. Daphne pulls back her right arm AND SWINGS AT ALEXANDER! Alexander ducks, but reaches up under her arm and gets up behind her in a full nelson hold. Alexander lifts her up, turns her around in the air…TRIP TO NOWHERE THROUGH A NEARBY TABLE!!! FULL NELSON BOMB AND THERE ARE TABLE PIECES EVERYWHERE! Alexander hooks Daphne’s leg as the ref drops to the mat.

1…

2…

KICKOUT!!!

Alexander climbs to his feet and looks down at Daphne, who is laying still in the table wreckage. He lifts the bat up into the air and swings it dow- NO! KOLBY KREEL IS BEHIND HIM AND GRABBED THE BAT! Kolby yanks it from Alexander and tosses it to the side as Umbra turns and looks at him. Both men are in a stare off. Daphne is up on her knees behind Alexander Umbra … LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND AND ALEXANDER DOUBLES OVER IN PAIN! Kolby moves out of the way as Daphne jumps over Alex. … ANGER MANAGEMENT! FRONT FLIP NECKBREAKER ONTO ALEXANDER UMBRA!!! Kolby throws his hands up as the ref is giving him a dirty look, before heading back over to his seat near the announcer table. Daphne covers Umbra for the pin.

1…

2…

KICKOUT!

Aiello: Wow, close call there but Umbra just manages to stay in this!

Bennett: That was a hell of a front flip neckbreaker Joe, more of that and she could damn well take home this win!

Daphne sits up and smacks the ground hard again. In a fit, she stands to her feet and grabs a nearby chair, tossing it into the ring. Then another … then another. Turning and looking at Umbra get to his feet, although still wobbly, Daphne runs over and grabs a small nearby ladder. With a loud yell of aggression, she charges Alexander with it like a javelin, crashing hard into his midsection and causing him to double over in pain. She drops the top of the ladder down and UPPERCUTS Alexander with it, causing the Brawl star to stumble back up against the ring steps. Blood is starting to drip from his chin, but we are unable to see the damage because of the purge mask. Daphne puts the ladder on the apron and shoves it into the ring, before turning her attention back to Alexander. She runs over and grabs him by the head, rolling him into the ring under the bottom rope.

Daphne climbs up onto the apron, grabs the rope and slingshots her way onto the top rope. She jumps … KEYS TO SUCCESS! SHOOTING STAR PRE- NO! ALEXANDER KIPPED UP AND GRABBED HER AT THE END OF HER ROTATION AND HIT HER WITH A SIT-OUT FACEBUSTER!!! SOUND OF SILENCE ONTO THE LADDER! DAPHNE’S FOREHEAD IS BUSTED OPEN AND SHE IS BLEEDING HEAVILY IN THE RING! Kolby is up on the ring apron, yelling to see if Daphne is okay. Meanwhile Alexander lays just a few feet away from her, trying to catch his own breath and creating a pool of blood himself, from wherever he is cut on the face.

Kolby hops off the apron and runs around the ring, closest to Daphne. He starts slapping the mat to try and get Daphne to snap out of it and get up. Her eyes slowly open as Kolby begins to clap and encourages her even more as she grabs the ropes and pulls herself up.

Kolby (no mic): LOOK OUT!

Daphne turns around just in time and ducks as Alexander swings a steel chair over her head, just missing by a hair. Daphne takes the opportunity of Alexander being off balance, grabbing the top rope and springboarding herself up to the middle rope. At that point she hops off and grabs Alexander by the neck … spinning him around … TORNADO DDT ONTO ONE OF THE STEEL CHAIRS!!! ZORA’S SURPRISE!!! Alexander goes limp as Daphne is up to her knees and blows a quick kiss to Kolby. But she sees it first before he can … three men in black hoods and black pants, wearing green purge masks, climb over the barricade and grab Kolby, throwing him down to the ground and begin to lay kicks into him. Daphne watches as the ref slides out of the ring and begins to try to pry the green masked men off of Kolby, but they keep pushing the ref away. Daphne thinks for a moment to step out to help him, she glances back at Alexander, then back to Kolby … who is now on his feet, fending off his attackers.

Aiello: What in the...!?

Bennett: That's what I'm sayin', Joe! Things just got really damn weird, and there ain't much Daphne can do about it.

Alexander slowly climbs to his feet and sees everyone is busy with his reinforcements on the outside. He reaches into his boot and pulls out a small metal object, hits a button which reveals that it is a switchblade. Alexander begins to stalk Daphne, who is cheering on Kolby. One of the green masked assailants is down, the ref is trying to pull one off of Kolby’s back, and the other is engaged in a blow for blow battle with Mr. Kreel himself. Umbra straightens his Redd mask as he gets closer and closer to Daphne, trying to catch her off guard.

The fans suddenly pop, loudly.

Lil’ Petey has come through the crowd and jumps over the barricade, sliding into the ring.

Lil’ Petey (No mic): Sheeeeesh!

Alexander turns around to see what the noise was … MP3!!! JUMPING CUTTER BY LIL’ PETEY AND ALEXANDER’S KNIFE GOES FLYING OUT OF THE RING! Daphne turns to see what the commotion was, only to see Lil’ Petey slide out of the ring and begin to walk up the ramp backwards. He blows a kiss towards Ms Kreel and winks her way, before turning and running up the ramp and into the back. Daphne scowls, but turns to look at Kolby, only to see the three assailants have taken off back into the crowd. Kolby had made his way back to the announcer’s table and was talking to a ringside medic, while the ref was sliding back into the ring.

Seeing that everything was back to normal, Daphne takes the gift laid out before her and drops to her knees, rolling Umbra onto his back. She hooks his leg…

1…

2…

3…NO! KICKOUT!!!

Alexander kicks out just before the ref slapped the mat for the third time! Daphne lets out a loud scream as she quickly climbs to her feet.

Daphne bends over slightly and stalks Alexander as he slowly uses the ropes to get to his feet. Alex turns around and is instantly grabbed by Daphne, with her left arm over his shoulder and around his neck.

Daphne tries to drop back and hit Alex with a Dispel Magic, but Alexander grabs her and spins her around. Alexander jumps and grabs Daphne from behind … DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER! THERAPY SESSION ONTO DAPHNE KREEL!!! Daphne rolls around in pain as Umbra reaches into his right pants pocket, pulling out Daydream. He begins to stalk her again as she grabs the ropes and pulls herself up with one hand, while reaching around to her back with the other. Daphne makes it to her feet, fighting through the obvious back pain from the backbreaker…

CRACK!!!

DAPHNE TURNS AROUND AND IS INSTANTLY MET WITH A RIGHT HOOK TO THE JAW! DAYDREAM BELIEVER!!!

Alexander drops down for the pin as Kolby sees what is going on.

1…

Kolby jumps away from the medic to go help Daphne…

2…

But the medic was still wrapping a bandage and some ice around Kolby’s right leg, causing him to slip and fall.

3!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... ALEXANDER UMBRA!

Alexander stands up, reaching under his mask and pulling his fingers out to reveal they are covered in blood. He marks an ‘X’ on Daphne’s forehead, just as Kolby climbs into the ring. Knowing it was time to go, Alexander slides out as Kolby Kreel quickly drops down next to Daphne to check on her

Aiello: Daphne was aggressive from the start and it nearly paid off in the end, despite all the extra curricular activities that happened in and out of the ring. But after the dust settled, Alexander and this Redd persona have come out of this with the win.

Bennett: Do you think Alexander was actually going to stab her?

Aiello: He did stab el Molde at Parabellum. So there is no telling what he would have done.

Bennett: I’m all for these X-Division bouts, but stabbing someone seems a little devious, even for my taste. Never thought I would be saying this, but thank God for Lil’ Petey.

Aiello: What a thrilling way to kick things off tonight, for sure! Folks, up next is triple threat action as JRF, Zack Tyler, and Chelsea Skye square off!

With that, we cut to commercial.

We cut to backstage where Cosmo Goldworthy and “Box Office” Bruce Booth of New Money are standing in the interview area, where Bob Murray is standing with them, microphone in hand.

Bob Murray: Joining me at this time, they’re making their official tag team as a debut.. Cosmo Goldworthy and “Box Office” Bruce Booth, collectively known as New Money! With that said, you two have been center of attention lately after you turned on your partner JRF last week after winning your first round matchup in the EWC Trios Tournament, and have definitively hindered his chances at winning tonight. Why did you two go to the extent you did last week?

Cosmo looks over to Bob and rolls his eyes. Bruce chuckles, not taking that question seriously.

Cosmo Goldworthy: What a redundant question. Why did we go to that extent? Bruce, the floor is yours.

Bruce Booth: That’s a dumb question, and naturally, there’s a simple answer. See, Murr-ay, the only way to go forward in this business is to stand out from everyone else, the only way to make a name for yourself is to look like a STAR. When I auditioned for my roles, I got each and every single one– I actually never failed an audition. Ever. Why? Because I had the IT Factor. More importantly, I was COMMITTED. What we did to JRF was nothing personal, Murr-ay, it’s as simple as two young men who understand professional wrestling to a tee, and that was a message sent to every single person in the back, at home, or in the stands.

Upon finishing, Cosmo nods his head, agreeing with everything that came out of Bruce’s mouth. Murray stares at the two, completely mortified.

Bob Murray: Well, uhm, moving on.. Tonight you two take on Moonshine Inc, 2/3 of The Left Hand, whom you beat last week in the Trios Tournament. What’s the plan tonight knowing that they’re going to be coming for revenge?

Cosmo Goldworthy: What’s the plan tonight? It’s very simple, is it not? Moonshine Inc may be comin' in for revenge, and they’re also comin' in to break the world’s most pathetic losin' streak. But y’see, I have a gripe with those two because they’ve got it all misunderstood. They tried to say we throw our money around like we’re somethin' big, newsflash, idiots. We ARE somethin' big. And not only that, but they tried to use workin' in a farm like it meant somethin'!

Cosmo scoffs, trying to hide his irritation.

Cosmo Goldworthy: And we’re supposed to care, why? Next time you call someone a piss ant, do your fuckin’ research. I didn’t grow up on no farm, I wasn’t even guaranteed that. I lived from HOUSE to HOUSE, with zero guarantee of a tomorrow! So when I throw my hard earned money around, when I show off my Audemars watch and my Cartier shades, it’s because I FUCKIN’ EARNED THAT SHIT! So tonight, I ain’t lettin’ these two idiots think they got somethin’ on us. We came to Brawl for a reason, and that is to dominate, just like we’re gonna dominate Rampage and Prime as singles wrestlers! Go on, Bruce!

Bruce Booth: I was also…brought up– I also had a rough upbringing! I’ll never forget when I got arrested at the young age of 19 for, apparently, “picking on homeless people”. Now, my father bailed me out and he said to me, I remember it clear as day, Cosmo, he told me…”Son, when you see a bum on the street, don’t even give them attention”. Well, dad, now, I’m being PAID to do it, and I LOVE doing it, so this whole Moonshine Inc. situation, as far as I’m concerned? Is a massive victory.

Cosmo Goldworthy: Know what, Bruce? You’re right. Admittedly, I’ve gotten arrested a couple of times, found myself in situations I wish I wasn’t in. But more often than not, y’know, my sweet talkin' got me on just community service. And that’s what I see this as. Charity work. Moonshine Inc might be one of the least irrelevant teams in EWC history, and for two weeks in a row, we have brought them up to OUR level.

Both Bruce and Cosmo have extremely smug looks on their faces, while Murray can’t believe that he’s responsible for interviewing these two.

Bob Murray: Well. Regardless of if you win or los–

Murray can’t go any further.

Cosmo Goldworthy: If? Nonono, Bill-

Bob Murray: It’s Bo–

Cut off. Again.

Cosmo Goldworthy: –we are winning tonight.

Cosmo looks at Bruce, and rolls his eyes. Bruce is completely appalled and disgusted at the thought of Moonshine Inc even winning tonight!

Bruce Booth: Moonshine Inc has as good a chance at beating us as you do feeling the touch of a woman other than your mother, Murr-ay! We’ve already beaten ‘em before in Trios, this is just the nail in the coffin.

Bob Murray: Anyways.. My point is you two will be on Brawl again, next month, for a historic 600th episode, as you meet the winners of the main event match between Shinijoshi and The House, in the semifinals of the EWC Trios Tournament. So with that said, who is your new partner gonna be?

Both Bruce and Cosmo side-eye each other, and it’s clearly something that they haven’t thought out ahead of time, let alone expected a question about. Cosmo speaks up, stammering.

Cosmo Goldworthy: Y’know–wow.. Honestly? Bill. Go to hell. I see what he’s tryin' to do here, Bruce! He looked directly at me! He’s targetin’ me, tryin' to get the answer off me?! Well you know what Bill? You ain’t gettin’ me like that! Bruce, you answer the man!

Bruce’s eyes widen, because clearly, he didn’t want to answer the question! The two whisper to each other, but Cosmo smacks his shoulder and directs him back to Murray, and the camera directly in front of them.

Bruce Booth: You’re real funny, Murr-ay! You wanna know who our new partner for the Trios tournament is going to be?! So does everyone in the entire WORLD. But Murr-ay, we’ll tell you and the rest of the world who is good enough to stand side-by-side by the Disgusting Brothers–

Cosmo Goldworthy: …New Money…

Bruce Booth: We’ll tell you, when we FEEL like it. Cosmo, I’m about tired of the way this guy wants to treat us, for his sake, I’m outta here.

Bruce walks off, headed to get ready for their match later tonight. Cosmo stares a confused Murray down, not breaking his gaze, not even for a second.

Cosmo Goldworthy: Their blood is on YOUR hands, Bill.

He storms off, not allowing Murray to rebuttal -- or even take in what was just said to him.

Bob Murray: ..Take it away, Aiello.

A PARAGON OF VIOLENCE AND NIGHTMARES!
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
JRF
VS Zack Tyler
VS Chelsea Skye

We return to ringside where commentary is on standby!

Aiello: Well folks, up next we have a triple threat match that sees JRF taking on Zack Tyler and Chelsea Skye...and the reason I phrase it like that is becaus of what happened not that long ago, the way his own Supreme teammates tried to take him out!

Bennett: Some call it a miracle he's even in this match Joe, but I say a Paragon like ol' JRF is more than ready to take on the challenge ahead with Zack Tyler and Chelsea Skye, two BRAWL mainstays that are looking to get back in the swing of things!

Stroup: The following match, set for one fall, is a Triple Threat Match! Joining us first, residing in the alley out back and weighing in at 175 pounds... ZACK TYLER!

Sections of lights within the arena begin to randomly cut off until it is completely dark. As each light is cut off, an image flashes each time on the giant production screen of first a side view of Zack's face (no make-up), then another light goes off as another side view of Zack's face is seen (with make-up), and finally the final lights go dark as a front view of Zack's face is seen. During all this, fog machines are slowly billowing in the entrance area. As Zack's image disappears, his [3:14] music then plays. At the [:17] mark, a Red beam of light illuminates the entrance stage and again at the [:20] mark. At the [:27] mark, Zack generically walks with his eyes focused on the ring as the light illuminates and stays on top of Zack. At ringside, he takes a running leap and slides under the bottom rope onto his stomach to inside the ring and the lights go dark. With a slight turn, he is now sitting and slithering backwards into the corner as the lights return to normal. His music by now has looped or replayed but dissipates in volume and Zack is also now without his jacket.

Stroup: And the opponents, first from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 123 pounds... CHELSEA SKYE!

The Opening riff to "Reborn Through Failure" hits the speakers and Chelsea comes out ready for action, she makes her entrance and poses for the crowd once she's in the ring

Stroup: Finally, from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing in at 265 pounds... JRF!

As the electrifying opening chords of "Little Wonders" by Rob Thomas reverberate throughout the arena, a hushed anticipation falls over the crowd. The pulsating beat builds, and a spotlight illuminates the entrance ramp, where a curtain shimmers with anticipation.

Suddenly, the curtains part, and a cascade of vibrant pyrotechnics burst into the air, creating a mesmerizing display of colors and lights. Emerging from the smoke and sparks, JRF, the embodiment of being The People's Paragon, strides confidently toward the ring, every step echoing with purpose and determination. JRF tags all the fans hands, not leaving one to go unnoticed, before sliding in the ring and climbing the top rope and raising his fist out to the people, symbolizing that they are all in this together.

DING DING DING

JRF charges at Tyler who launches JRF with a hip toss. JRF gets to his feet and is knocked back down with a dropkick. Tyler grabs JRF hitting him with a DDT. A dazed JRF stumbles back to his feet but he gets clotheslined over the top rope to the outside. Tyler turns into a forearm smash from Chelsea that cracks him across the jaw. She fires at Tyler with a superkick but he catches it and spins her around. Tyler lifts Chelsea up for an atomic drop but she counters taking Tyler to the mat with a headlock takeover. Tyler rolls to his feet but Chelsea runs at him hitting a spear. Tyler rolls from the ring as Chelsea reaches to grab him. Chelsea turns and a spinning backfist from JRF knocks her to the mat. JRF pulls her to her feet and shoots her off the ropes. JRF lifts her high into the air and drops her to the mat with a gorilla press slam. Chelsea staggers to her feet where JRF grabs her and hoists her into the air with a pop-up spinebuster. He hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Tyler slides into the ring and breaks the count. Tyler smacks JRF with a European uppercut staggering him into the corner as Chelsea rolls from the ring. Tyler runs and sends JRF flying with a monkey flip. JRF rolls from the ring but Tyler runs off the ropes and baseball slide into a hurricanrana to counter. However, JRF manages to counter the counter by managing to slam Tyler shoulder first into the ringside barrier. Tyler drops to the ringside mats. JRF grabs him and slides him back into the ring. JRF slides into the ring after him but Tyler is back on his feet. He springs off the middle rope and takes JRF to the mat with an armdrag. Tyler springs off the bottom rope and drops onto JRF with a legdrop. He hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

JRF rolls Tyler into a school boy to break the count. The referee counts Tyler’s shoulders.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

JRF kicks his way free to break the count. As both men lay on the mat, Chelsea comes flying in with a top rope splash that crashes down onto Tyler. She hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

JRF shoves her off Tyler to break the count.

Aiello: There’s your money shot right there! That splash was a thing of beauty.

Bennett: It was. Maybe in a one on one match, it may even have ended this but not tonight!

Chelsea is on her feet and yelling at the referee about something. JRF grabs her from behind and drives her to the match with a teardrop suplex. JRF climbs to the top turnbuckle and flies three quarters of the way across the ring hitting a Flying Falcon. He rolls over and makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Tyler dives in to break the count. Tyler pulls JRF to his feet and spins him before crashing down with a Crucifiction. He hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Chelsea smacks Tyler in the head with a right hand to break the count. She pulls Tyler to his feet and springs off the middle rope hitting Tyler with Angel’s Reckoning. She springs back landing on JRF with a standing moonsault and covers Tyler.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

JRF grabs her ankle and pulls her off Tyler to break the count.

Aiello: So close for all three in this one!

Bennett: One on one and that bell would have been ringing multiple times in this one.

JRF pulls Chelsea to her feet and brings her crashing to the mat with a JRFinale. He makes the cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Tyler drags JRF up off Chelsea and smacks him with a 666. JRF drops to the mat where Tyler makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Chelsea comes flying in and crashes down on both with Skye’s The Limit. It breaks the count. Chelsea shoves Tyler out of the ring and covers JRF.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall CHELSEA SKYE!

Chelsea stands on the middle turnbuckle and extends her arms soaking in the cheers of the crowd. She jumps down and shows off her muscular arms with a pose and a slight wiggle of her hips before heading through the ropes and up the ramp.

Aiello: Timing, patience and luck is what it took and Chelsea Skye is your winner here on Brawl. She picked her spot when she hit that Splash and it was a smart move to shove Zack Tyler from the ring too.

Bennett: I’ve said it before but it bears repeating, this could easily have ended with a JRF victory or a Zack Tyler win had this been one on one. That 666, this is over. The JRFinale? The same.

Aiello: Can't help but wonder what this means for JRF and Tyler, but you know that Skye is keeping an eye on both the FX and International Champions coming out of this match now...and speaking of champions, our FX Broadcast Champion is in non-title action as Cyrus takes on a former Television Champion in Kendrick Kross! Don't go away!

We move to a commercial break.

The camera cuts backstage where we find Brawl’s Bob Murray lurking outside Brawl’s GM, Jim Connors, office…he looks down at his watch a few times before the door opens and out steps ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love. Tommy, who has a big smile on his face, holds that binder that was presented to him and his client, Xavier Reid, at Parabellum. Bob walks towards Tommy, the cameraman in tow…

Murray: Oh it’s never a good thing when you are smiling Tommy…it either means some poor girl thinks she’s going to have my job now that she…um, ‘did a job’...someone’s office was just defiled and a cleaning crew is needed to clean up the, #SEEDING, or…

Love: Or Bob Jim Connors rolled out the red carpet and sweetened this deal here and we came to terms for keeping Xavier Reid on Monday Night Brawl!!!

There is a cheer from inside as Tommy pats the binder…

Love: And I mean, after the God awful showing Team Brawl had at Parabellum in Brand Warfare Jim Connors was backed into a corner right…I mean how the fuck does Team Brawl be the FIRST TEAM ELIMINATED!?!

Tommy shrugs his shoulders as he jesters with his hands…

Love: I’ll tell you how…because the team lacked leadership, it lacked togetherness…it lacked a SUPERSTAR…but fear not Brawl fans, Brawl has its SUPERSTAR!!!

Murray: Yeah, and what’s it costing Brawl…because I know you didn’t do this out of the kindness of your own heart Tommy…and that smile tells me you made out like a bandit…

Love: Bob…are you questioning my honor? Xavier Reid wants to and has always wanted to be right here on Brawl…the only question ever was was did Brawl want Xavier…you have seen the way he’s been treated over the years here and yet he still gives this brand his all…his blood, sweat and tears…he bleeds Brawl red Bob…and tonight Jim Connors SHOWED just how much he wants Xavier…

Murray: Yeah, how so…

But before Tommy can answer, the door to Jim Connors office opens again and out steps Xavier Reid…Bob Murray takes a step back…not expecting Xavier to be in the office…

Reid: By granting me a Championship match when Brawl heads to Las Vegas, Nevada for the historic Brawl #600!!!

The crowd cheers for this…

Love: As you all know Bob Xavier Reid has a Return Clause for the X-Division Championship since he defended the championship at Hardcore Revolution AND he is the #1 Contender for Brawl’s International Championship…

Bob looks at Tommy and this time he shrugs…

Murray: Yes, I am aware of this…so, which championship will Xavier be challenging for?

Tommy’s smile grows even wider…

Love: Well, that’s not up to us to announce…we know but we will allow Jim Connors to make that announcement and not ruin the surprise…

Tommy puts his hand on Xavier’s shoulder and the pair walk off camera leaving Bob Murray standing there holding the bag…

REACHING A KROSSROADS IN THE HEAT OF SUMMER!
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
Kendrick Kross
VS Cyrus

We return to ringside where we are just about ready for our next match!

Aiello: It's been a crazy night already but up next, non-title action as a former Television Champion takes on our FX Broadcast Champion...it's Kendrick Kross joining us from RAMPAGE as he takes on Cyrus!

Bennett: Joe, my brother in BRAWL...you said that just before the break. Our fans don't have that short of an attention span, I promise y--

Stroup: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, residing in Los Angeles and weighing in at 215 pounds... KENDRICK KROSS!

As The Devil in I plays smoke slowly starts to raise as Kendrick walks out from the back with a barbed wire bat in his right hand. He walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face before dropping the bat by the ring and sliding in ready for the match.

Stroup: And the opponent, residing in Carson City, Nevada and weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the FX Broadcast Champion... CYRUS!

The lights in the arena dim and two spotlights hit the top of the entrance ramp as The Purge by Demetrius X blasts over the PA system. Cyrus calmly walks out and stands in the spotlight for a moment before making his way down to the ring.

DING DING DING

Both go for a lock up but Kross grabs at Cyrus’ arm and pulls him to the mat with an arm drag. On the mat, Kross pulls Cyrus’s arm into an armbar while smacking Cyrus in the jaw with elbows. Cyrus manages to smack Kross in the head with a kick that forces him off. Cyrus gets to his feet and charges at Kross. Kross tosses Cyrus across the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Cyrus gets to his feet again but walks into a dropkick from Kross. Again Cyrus charges at Kross. Again Kross takes him to the mat. This time it’s with a snap powerslam that Kross rolls for a pin.

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TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Cyrus shoves his way free to break the count. Both get to their feet and Cyrus grabs Kross taking him to the mat with a saito suplex. Kross manages to get to his feet but Cyrus flies in with a bicycle kick. Kross ducks it but Cyrus quickly twists round and catches Kross with a series of multiple kicks to the chest, ribs and gut that doubled Kross over. Cyrus then grabbed Kross around the waist and took him over with a gutwrench suplex. Cyrus makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Kross lifts a shoulder off the mat breaking the count.

Aiello: Both with good early pin attempts!

Bennett: Some good hard hits too. You love to see it! I know I do.

Both get to their feet. Cyrus ducks a right hand and grabs Kross for a German suplex. Kross manages to roll free and bounces off the ropes. As he rebounds back, Cyrus catches him with a double knee facebuster. Cyrus rolls to the apron and pulls himself up to the top turnbuckle before launching himself at Kross with a Diving Headbutt. He hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Kross rolls to his side to break the count. Cyrus pulls Kross to his feet and lashes out with a right hand. Kross raises an arm to block and jabs at Cyrus with an uppercut. Kross smacks Cyrus upside the head with an enziguri. Kross then springs off the ropes hitting a Three Step Flip that crashes down on Cyrus. Kross hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Cyrus rolls to his side to stop the count. Both lay on the mat in a pile of body.

Aiello: So near, so far for both men here on Brawl!

Bennett: I still can’t pick a winner at this point!

Cyrus lifts Kross off the mat but Kross fights his way free with elbows to the gut. Kross wraps an arm around Cyrus and drives him to the mat with a DDT. Kross steps back to the corner as Cyrus gets to his knees. Kross charges and jumps for a Tramp Stamp. At the last second, Cyrus moves to the side and Kross connects with nothing but mat. He stumbles forward giving Cyrus time to get to his feet and jump at Kross hitting The Blackout. He rolls Kross over and makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall CYRUS!

Cyrus climbs to the middle turnbuckle. A spotlight shines down on him as he holds his arms out to his sides as he drinks in the glory of his victory. The spotlight stays on him as he climbs from the turnbuckles and heads up the ramp.

Aiello: Non title or not, that is a big win here on Brawl for Cyrus. Just when it all looked over, he moved at the right moment and it lead to a victory.

Bennett: A big win, yeah. However, as you say, he moved at the right time. Had he mistimed, this is a Kendrick Kross win for me It was such a close run thing.

Aiello: And so, BRAWL rolls on as we gear up for tag team action between New Money and Moonshine Inc. in just a moment!

Before we get to that however, we hear a familiar tune playing through the ringside area ...

#SHOT THROUGH THA’ HEART….

The Rebel steps out to her original theme, Atreyu’s “You Give Love a Bad Name” and it’s clear she’s not in great shape. Her right arm is braced heavily from the wrist up to the bicep, giving the arm an almost bionic look. The rest of her attire consists of a black vest, gray T-shirt, blue jeans, and simple, easy to remove ankle boots. She limps, leaning on a chrome skull topped black cane. The fans are cheering her on, even though she’d lost big at Parabellum. There’s no jumping up and sliding into the ring, just a careful march up the steps and entry through the ropes. She pulls a microphone from the back of her pants and brings to her lips, the music dying off quickly.

Rebel: Well… here I am… all promises as broken as the body you see before you. At Parabellum, last month, I did all I could. Ended up trying to carry the whole damn thing and my body gave out. In fact, during the match, and I’m not exactly sure when, I jacked my neck and at first I didn’t even notice it, but gradually my entire body felt heavy…

Mel looks down at the canvas, drawing in a deep breath.

Rebel: …I was barely able to move when Darius hit me post Parabellum main event. Should’ve seen it coming… I was weakened, he knew it, and it’s the only goddamn way he was ever going to be International Champion again. He never had Monday Night Brawl’s best interests at heart. Motherfucker put all his effort into biding his time till he could take the title from me.

The fans boo hard at the mention of Darius’ name and then quickly break into a chant.

Crowd: FUCK YOU, DARIUS!!!! FUCK YOU, DARIUS!!! FUCK YOU, DARIUS!!!

Mel holds her cane up as if to bring the court of public opinion to order, which seems to work for the moment.

Rebel: Now now, ya’ll can talk shit about him later when he pops up to talk his trash, rub it in, and brag about beating someone who was already a stone’s throw away from being paralyzed for the rest of her life.

She walks over to the ropes and leans on them, arms and legs crossed, microphone held side angle to her red lips.

Rebel: Which brings me as to why I’m out here. Ladies and Gents, I’ve had a long career full of ups and downs. Winning that International Championship a second time is a highlight of my career. I’d gone through a hell of a ride to get there and it took an even more hellacious toll on my body. Every match, I suffered a little injury and soldiered on, with one exception of course, but we all know about that one. I was out for about a month and a piece.

A brief pause as she takes a moment to get her shit together.

Rebel: It was when I was in the back, after the cash in by Darius, that I’d made my decision as I was struggling to feel my legs and I could barely lift my head or hands. I got lucky at the hospital and slowly it all came back to me, but I knew I was finished. I’m lucky that I can even walk, let alone come out here and say goodbye.

There’s a murmur in the crowd and Mel nods her head, looking around the arena, her eyes tearing up a bit.

Rebel: This ain't a 'rage quit' as some would say. I'm not taking my ball and going home. I'm doing what's best for myself and the biz. I can't carry on. All good things come to an end and this is the end of Melinda Rhodes as a professional wrestler folks. I had an alright career and I thank EWC for giving me the chance to go out one last time and be able to leave on my own terms. Last time, I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. This time, I got my chance.

She chuckles a little bit.

Rebel: Finally the song has come to an end. Thank you all so much for having me, may the next one be younger, stronger, and do far better than I ever did.

The Rebel turns away and the crowd starts to chant.

Crowd: THANK YOU REBEL!!! THANK YOU REBEL!!! THANK YOU REBEL!!!

She just gives a sad little smile.

Rebel: No guys and gals, thank you. Have a wonderful night and enjoy the show.

Her old song plays and Mel drops down and exits ringside and soon after, the arena, potentially never to return.

We cut backstage, where we see Jim Connors looking scared for his life as he stares down his office door. He sees the handle start to turn...and immediately leaps toward the door, holding the handle to prevent someone from coming in!

Connors: Oh no you don't!

Jim locks the door, leading to some angry banging as we cut back to ringside...

GOTTA HAVE SOME MONEY TO BUY MOONSHINE!
TAG TEAM MATCH
New Money
VS Moonshine Inc.

We return to ringside where commentary is at standby for the next matchup.

Aiello: The action continues tonight, as Moonshine Inc are in pursuit of their first victory as a tag team as they take on the debuting team of New Money, between cousins Cosmo Goldworthy and Bruce Booth! These two teams have already crossed paths in round one of the EWC Trios Tournament, where Cosmo and Bruce came out on top..

Bennett: But you’re missing a key part of that! Not only did Cosmo and Bruce get the job done on Paramount last week, but they dropped the dead weight in their group - JRF! Tonight they’re looking to continue making statements, by defeating a team they have already defeated in their debut as a tag team!

Aiello: Honestly? I wish you wouldn’t bring that up! What New Money did last week was despicable and it cost JRF a chance at winning his match tonight and perhaps even wrestling again! Moonshine Inc are two extremely tough men, and I think they’re going to give New Money hell as revenge for their loss last week!

Bennett: What you ‘think’ doesn’t mean it’s going to come true! However, I agree with you that Moonshine Inc are tough, and this is going to be one hell of a fight! Who will net their first win as a tag team?!

Stroup: The following match is a tag team contest scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, at a combined weight of 421 pounds ... “BOX OFFICE” BRUCE BOOTH! ... COSMO GOLDWORTHY! ... NEW MONEY!

As the opening to "Living In Pain" by The Notorious B.I.G. plays, the lights dim black and flashing white lights strobe throughout the arena. When the beat drops, the lights flash green as all attention goes to the stage. "Box Office" Bruce Booth and Cosmo "Money Mo" Goldworthy swagger out from the back with a smug look on their face. Cosmo pops the blazer to his jacket and then extends his arms out, and Bruce throws his arms up, signaling gold pyro behind the two. They continue down the ramp and arrogance oozes out of the two, as they ignore the jeering crowd and enter the ring. Cosmo ascends up to the second rope - as well as Bruce as they both raise their arms up at the same exact time. Cosmo drops down after a couple of seconds, removing his jacket to prepare for the match - while Bruce savours the moment, staying up there for a couple of seconds as their theme music cuts off…

The lights in the arena go dark as a video appears on the jumbo screen of a man holding a steel guitar. Just as the [5:37] entrance theme plays for Moonshine Inc., the view cuts to Camera B (the entrance camera) as one brother (Jimmy) is seen casually walking out onto the stage. Looking to his side, his brother then makes his way through the curtain and stands beside him. Loud reactions from the crowd of cheers and boos fill the arena.

Stroup: And their opponents, accompanied by Zack Tyler, at a combined weight of 460 pounds ... MATT EVANS! ... JIMMY EVANS! ... MOONSHINE INCORPORATED!

Not reacting to the crowd, they casually walk to the the bottom of the rampway and go separate ways. Jimmy slides under the bottom rope as does Matt and now on their feet, the crowd reacts loudly as Zack Tyler makes his way through the entrance curtain and to the ring. Both brothers look on as Zack walks to the ring. Matt and Jimmy go about their usual testing the ropes as Zack makes his way ringside. Both Jimmy and Matt point at him and tell him to "stay there" pointing to a chair by the ramp as their music fades away and the match to soon begin.

DING DING DING

Match is officially off to a start, Jimmy Evans and Bruce Booth start this one off much like their match at Paramount #34 last week. It looks like they’re about to engage in a collar and elbow tie-up, but Bruce immediately rakes the eyes of Jimmy! Jimmy drops in pain, holding his eyes as referee Josh Daniels gives Booth a stern talking to for that. Booth ignores him and grabs Jimmy, about to ram him into the turnbuckles until Jimmy swaps places and sends him to the neutral corner! Jimmy goes to work on Bruce, unleashing hellacious punches on him. Bruce covers up, and it’s the referee’s count of four which stops him from taking any more punishment. He stumbles out of the corner, and Jimmy grabs him and hurls him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex! Bruce holds his back in pain, as Jimmy rises and tags in his brother Matt. Matt enters the ring and Bruce rises, only to be sweeped onto his stomach. Matt rolls forward, grabbing Bruce in a front chancery while Jimmy bounces off the ropes and nails a sliding dropkick to the jaw of Bruce! Jimmy lets go and rolls out, while Matt rolls Bruce over for the first cover of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

BRUCE KICKS OUT!

Aiello: Close call here but Bruce Booth is still in this!

Bennett: Gonna take a lot more than that to take the Box Office down by the looks of it!

Matt drags Bruce up and clubs the back. He takes the head, looking to lift him for a suplex but Bruce slips behind and shoves Matt shoulder first into the ring post! Matt stumbles backwards, as Bruce drives him down to the mat with an Inverted DDT. Bruce mounts Matt, and his frustration gets the best of him as he starts raining down mounted punches to his head. He drags him up, looking to make a tag - but Matt punches him in the ribs! He punches him again, and Bruce doubles over! Matt bounces off the ropes, but Cosmo intervenes and KNEES him right in the back!

Aiello: Oh boy, there goes Cosmo! That's not gonna feel good in the morning for Matt

Bennett: Goldworthy's got his eyes on victory tonight, Joe!

He stumbles forward, holding his back in pain as Bruce drives him into the mat with a Snap Powerslam! Bruce breathes heavily, crawling over and tagging in Cosmo. Cosmo climbs the top rope, calling the shots for Bruce. Bruce nods to Cosmo and drags Matt up, tilt a whirling him up into a backbreaker! Bruce holds Matt over his knee and Cosmo FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! Bruce rolls to the apron, dusting his hands off. Zack Tyler and Jimmy Evans are calling for their guy to get back in this, meanwhile Cosmo stands up and starts mouthing off to the two. “COME GET YOUR MANS! WE’LL END THIS QUICKER THAN WE DID LAST WEEK!” He smirks, reaching over to Matt, but Matt drives him down with a jawbreaker! Cosmo stumbles backwards, and Matt rises to his feet. Cosmo charges into Matt and he DROPS him with a clothesline! Cosmo rises up again, and this time he gets thrown with a hip toss! Cosmo groans out, as he feels pain jolting throughout his back. Matt steps over Cosmo and tags in Jimmy. Matt yanks Cosmo up and lifts him up in position for a powerbomb, as Jimmy enters the ring. Jimmy steps in and they hit WHITE LIGHTNING! The powerbomb/neckbreaker combo FLOORS Cosmo! Matt rolls over, and Jimmy stacks him for the cover!

ONE!
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TWO!
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TH–BRUCE BREAKS IT JUST IN TIME!

Bruce rises to his feet, and Matt steps back in! He charges in, and SPEARS BRUCE THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! Both men go crashing down, and Jimmy quickly drags Cosmo up! He looks to lift him up, but Cosmo floats behind and shoves him to the ropes! He fakes a body kick and instead nails the Question Mark Kick to the side of Jimmy’s head! Jimmy staggers, on spaghetti legs as Cosmo bounces off the ropes and FLIES INTO A SAVATE KICK! But Jimmy bounces off and SPINS INTO A DISCUS LARIAT! Cosmo is floored, and Jimmy is feeling it now as Zack Tyler gives instructions from ringside! Jimmy looks outside, calling his brother to get up! Matt is on the verge of doing so, until Bruce rises behind him and shoves him into the steel steps! Bruce holds his back, writhing in pain. Jimmy turns around, and it occurs to him that Cosmo is up, and he DROPS Jimmy with the C.R.E, CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING ELBOW! Bruce climbs to the apron and Cosmo tags him in! Bruce steps in and Cosmo taks the legs of Jimmy, slingshotting him forward into the DIRECTOR’S CUT FROM BRUCE! BRUCE SCRAMBLES TO THE COVER!

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TWO!
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THRE—

ZACK TYLER YANKS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING!

Aiello: Now wait just a minute!

Bennett: Looks like all that Zack's still got something up his sleeve, even with the chatter about these three going their separate ways!

Cosmo stares outside the ring, wide-eyed. He just got a taste of his own medicine as Zack Tyler stopped them from capitalizing on victory! He looks to Bruce, then outside the ring, and he rolls out! Tyler is anticipating Cosmo as they start brawling! Both men are worn out from their matches tonight, but Cosmo scoops Tyler up and RAMS him into the barricades! Bruce groans, and he looks up to see Matt Evans enter the ring with Tyler’s skateboard in hand! Matt swings it at Bruce’s head, but he ducks under and KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE DICK! Matt doubles over, and Bruce takes the skateboard! Jimmy starts to rise - and Bruce turns and SMASHES IT OVER HIS HEAD!

Aiello: What!?

Bennett: Brilliant strategy!

Cosmo drags Matt up, and Matt hobbles away from Cosmo - trying to get his back into this.. But Cosmo digs into his trunks and places his 24k Gold Brass Knuckles onto his hand! HE RUSHES RIGHT INTO THE 24K MAGIC! Matt is out! Cosmo places them back into his trunks and runs around the ring, throwing referee Daniels in. Cosmo slides in behind him and forces Jimmy up. He throws Jimmy to Bruce, who lifts Jimmy upside down onto his shoulder. Cosmo hits the ropes, and THEY NAIL THE BOX OFFICE BOMB! Cosmo rises to his feet and guards the ring, as Bruce rolls Jimmy over for the pin!

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TWO!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winners of this match, via pinfall... NEW MONEY!

Cosmo rushes over and hugs Bruce, as the two raise their arms up in triumph. In back to back weeks, they’ve picked up victories in tag action and they mock the booing crowd. “THIS IS OUR SHOW NOW!” Bruce yells, climbing the top rope. Cosmo climbs the other side, pointing to Bruce. “YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT IT IS!” He exclaims, responding.

Aiello: At the very end, it came down to who would exploit the rules the most, and it was New Money who read Moonshine Inc like a book and picked up the victory! Regardless, that’s one way to get them started in the tag team division!

Bennett: You’re damn right that’s one way to get them started! It was indeed one hell of a fight, and it came down to New Money, the grittier, smarter team who picked up the victory! They’re out to make statements in the EWC and they’ve already netted victories in their debuts on Brawl and Paramount!

Aiello: I hear you on that Steve. Folks, up next is an X-Division match with some big implications as Jason Anderson looks to topple the former champion Xavier Reid, a couple weeks removed from losing the EWC X-Division Championship to JoJo Rush at PARABELLUM!

But it seems we don't get to that just yet, because as Moonshine Inc and New Money clear the ring ...

We return to the ring where Stroup is seen standing in the center of the ring.

Stroup: Would everyone in attendance please rise and help me welcome the NEEEEEW! EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION! DARIUS!

Smoke billows from the stage and pours down the entrance ramp as Darius' music blares throughout the arena, the crowd raining boos toward the stage as they wait for the champion to arrive. Darius runs through the smoke, his newly earned International championship wrapped around his waist over his closed trench coat, and absorbs the chorus of jeers thrown in his direction. A smug grin crawls along his lips as he pats the championship, then throws devil horns to the sky as fireworks, flames, and confetti erupt around him.

Aiello: Look at this tool! He stole that championship and is acting like he actually earned it!

Bennett: You watch your mouth! He EARNED that Golden Ticket, so he EARNED that championship! Show some respect to our champion!

Darius swaggers down the ramp with a cocky pep to his step, feigning high fives with a few fans along the way and mocking them when a look of disappointment shows on their faces. He walks around the ring slowly, displaying the championship proudly in anyone's face who boos him, then stops at the announcer's desk in front of Aiello.

Aiello: Yes, congratulations Darius. You're the champion now.

Bennett: What's the matter, Joe?! Say what you just said to our champion!

Aiello: I … I uh -

Darius slams his hands down onto the desk, getting a shriek from Aiello and a laugh from Bennett. Darius reaches his fist forward to Bennett for a bump, which Bennett accepts gladly. Darius then rolls into the center of the ring and stretches his arms out wide as pyro erupts around him once again. He reaches into his coat, pulls out a microphone, then shushes the crowd.

Darius: You are all quite rude, is that anyway to treat your International champion?!

The crowd rains down another chorus of deafening boos.

Darius: I did you all a favor, I did EWC a favor! Rhodes was never fit to be International champion, her victory over Flip was a fluke and it had to be remedied immediately! Sure, my new reign as champion cost Brawl at Parabellum … but who cares?! The excitement and allure of Parabellum dies the moment the show ends, the end results truly don't matter. What does matter is who leaves Parabellum as champions, because those champions star in the real show, the real main attraction … The Insanity Cage.

I cashed in at Parabellum to guarantee a spot in the Insanity Cage. I knew leaving Parabellum as champion would be my final chance, so I took my shot, I stabbed my team in the back, and now I'm the champion you all need headed into Night of Champions! So tonight is a night for celebration and new beginnings! Tonight we celebrate the most brilliant cash in of all time, the beginning of the greatest International champion reign, and we celebrate … a bond stronger than no other.

Darius points to the stage and suddenly, numerous crew members rush down the stage with a white arch, flowers, and other decorations themed with white and red. A priest emerges and enters the ring, standing across from the International Champion. Darius takes off his title, then his trenchcoat, revealing a tuxedo underneath. He puts the championship around his waist once more, then a flood of security guards rush down the ramp, watching over the barricades and entry way.

Darius: Tonight … we celebrate love.

The crew finishes setting up what looks to be a wedding backdrop, and wedding bells begin to ring. The lights dim as “Here Comes The Bride” begins playing over the PA system. A silhouette emerges from backstage and slowly makes its way to the ramp. The spotlight that shines down reveals it is indeed Elissa. Without a crutch now; it seems she’s healed up enough to walk down on her own without any assistance.

Aiello: That’s … a ….

Bennett: Now what?! Was it not enough for you to be rude to our Champion?! You got something to say about his very soon-to-be-wife?

Aiello: Just … I mean, isn’t that a bit … bold? It’s pretty and all, but …

Bennett: But nothing! Shut yourself up and don’t interrupt this sacred ceremony! We’re blessed to be able to even witness something like this! How many weddings have there even been on Brawl before, huh?

When even Joe can’t conjure an answer, that’s enough for Steve to give him a smug look. Knowing fully well he’s defeated, Joe goes quiet, the commentary team and audience all watching with a mix of reactions as Elissa continues making her way to the ring. Some of the guards pull the ropes apart, allowing her to enter with ease. Elissa smiles happily as she hands her bouquet off to the girl who was chosen to be the flower girl. The priest clears his throat before beginning to speak.

Priest: Dearly beloved … that’s how I would normally begin these procedures. However, the bride and groom both requested for me to forgo this section, so … vows. Darius, kindly give yours first.

Darius nods, grinning from ear to ear as he takes a hold of Elissa’s hand and gives it a kiss.

Darius: You truly are the best thing that’s happened to me. Our meeting may have been a chance encounter at the time. But clearly, some divine being knew what they were doing when they allowed us to meet. You are my fire, my reason for being not only in this company, but just ….

He gestures around the stadium with his free hand.

Darius: Alive in general, really. You’ve reminded me at my lowest that there are plenty of reasons to keep moving, to keep living. And no one is going to take you away from me. My title? Maybe. But you? Never. From here on out, I’m proud to call you my best friend, my wife, my soul mate .. my everything. As long as you’re with me, I don’t mind walking through Hell. For you, I would gladly do any and everything asked of me.

Despite his dubious manner of ‘earning’ the International Championship, his vows earn a respectful enough pop as the crowd claps and cheers. Elissa barely manages to keep some tears from falling down her face as she looks straight into Darius’s eyes.

Priest: Now your vows, Miss Bradley.

Elissa takes a moment to regain her composure, gently rolling her fingers over Darius’s hand as she takes her turn.

Elissa: That has been one of the many things I’ve loved about you, you know? You’ve always found a way to take my breath away.

A small handful of the audience chuckles at the rather cliché line. Elissa ignores them and continues on.

Elissa: If I am your fire, then you are my Earth, my world. There is literally nowhere else I would rather be at this exact moment. I know the engagement happened a mere two months ago, but honestly? This wedding … it feels perfectly timed for me. So anyone who disagrees?

Elissa smirks.

Elissa: Well … good thing it’s my wedding then, huh?

Darius nods in agreement, mouthing the words ‘Damn straight’.

Elissa: You complete me … just as I do so with you. From this moment on, I, too, am proud and happy to call you my best friend, husband, soul mate … my everything also. My heart, my body, my soul? I devote it to you and no one else. I say this not just to you and the priest, but Hera, whose domain and land we’re holding this holy ceremony in. May she and the world continue to bless us, no matter what life throws at us.

Darius nods, looking equal parts impressed and ecstatic as the audience joins him, cheering and approving of Elissa’s vows. The priest gives his own nod of approval before clearing his throat to grab the future couple’s and crowd’s attention before speaking up.

Priest: Do you, Darius, take Elissa to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and not so good times, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself unto her for as long as you both shall live?

Darius: Damn straight, I do!

Priest: And do you, Elissa, take Darius to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and health, in good times and not so good times, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself unto him for as long as you both shall live?

Elissa nods, a wide grin now able to be easily spotted across her face as she nods then verbally replies.

Elissa: I most certainly do!

Priest: And now for the exchange of rings.

Rather than taking turns like a normal couple would, both Darius and Elissa produce their ring for each other simultaneously. With each using their right hand, they place their bands on one another’s respective left ring finger at the same time.

Priest: Before these witnesses, you have pledged to be joined in marriage. You have now sealed this oath with your wedding rings. By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you officially married as husband and wife.

Darius barely waits for the priest to finish before pulling Elissa close and giving her a deep, passionate kiss on the lips. Elissa returns it as we cut back to the camera fades.

A BOSS AND A BASTARD MEET FOR SOME BRUTALITY!
SINGLES MATCH, X-DIVISION RULES
Jason Anderson
VS Xavier Reid

We return to ringside where it’s time for the next match of the night.

Aiello: Folks, don’t go anywhere because we’ve got an X-Division match coming up, as the former EWC X-Division Champion Xavier Reid takes on Rampage’s Jason Anderson! A very high stakes matchup as both of these men are looking to go for that X-Division Championship!

Bennett: Not only that, but there is also A LOT of history between Reid and Anderson! Once allied in the Love Club, but it’s solely up to Jason to move past the respect and adulation that he held for Reid and step out of his shadow in order to earn victory tonight!

Aiello: Tonight a Boss and a Bastard meet for some Brutality, and we’re going to see exactly why, as SOMEONE needs to walk out of this match on top and honestly, I’ve got no idea who it’ll be!

Bennett: I’ve got no idea either, but these are two guys who don’t know how to quit, and so they’re going to have to give their absolute all to ensure victory tonight!

Stroup: The following match is a X-Division contest scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 215 pounds ... “THE BOSS” JASON ANDERSON!

The arena lights start to flash on and off as NF- No Excuses came over the speakers as smoke appears on the Extreme Tron in big letters with his picture Jason Anderson “The Boss”. Jason appears on the stage wearing his hood over his head standing on his right is David and on his left is Diana wearing all leather black with her shades on her face and blow pop in her mouth. Jason play to the crowd a bit as Dave and Diana walked on his side walking with him down to the ring.

He get inside of the ring and pop the hood off his head like AJ Styles on the top rope point a finger down to Angel. She is jumping up and down for her father as he grins and winks at her as he jump down off the corner ropes. He look right at the person across from him while he take off his hood jacket and start to test ropes a bit.

Stroup: And his opponent, accompanied by Tommy Love, from New York City, weighing in at 220 pounds ... XAVIER REID!

The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out. Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage and pulls his t-shirt off and drops it on the stage. His manager, ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love follows him out onto the stage, waving 'The Love Stick' around. Xavier walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy follows from behind and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’. Tommy points to the ring and Xavier marches up the steps and steps into the ring, goes to the far corner and jumps up to the second rope and looks out over the fans as Tommy Love walks towards the referee, already complaining about something trying to influence the referee or at least bully him into giving them the advantage.

DING DING DING

As soon as the bell sounds, Xavier and Jason charge RIGHT into action! They waste no time, punishing each other with back and forth elbows! It appears Jason’s starting to get the best of Reid as he wobbles him with a pair of elbows! Jason looks for a rolling elbow of sorts but Reid clocks him with a boot to the jaw as he turns! Jason stumbles backwards, and now Reid fires off with multiple chest kicks! He swings a lariat but Jason ducks and TOSSES HIM WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX! Reid holds the back of his neck, stumbling up to his feet as Jason clotheslines him to the outside! Jason wastes no time, bouncing off the ropes for a SUICIDE DIVE – NO! REID SIDE-STEPS IT! He reaches over, grabbing a steel chair from under the ring. Jason turns to Reid and REID TOSSES THE CHAIR RIGHT INTO THE SKULL OF ANDERSON! Reid drops the chair and lifts Jason up. He takes his head and backs up, LIFTING HIM FOR A BRAINBUSTER ON THE RAMP!

Aiello: Oh my! Things already getting brutal in the early going!

Bennett: Should've seen this coming, I'm sure!

Reid stares around with a crazed look on his face, as Tommy cheers him on. “That’s what you get!” He shouts at the downed Anderson. Reid lifts Jason up and throws him into the steel steps. Jason leans against the steps, dazed as Reid starts booting the hell out of him! Jason covers up to the best of his ability, but he’s in a world of hurt. Reid backs up and stomps around the ring, looking under. He picks up a kendo stick, approaching Jason, but Jason throws a heavy punch to the ribs. Reid coughs out in pain as Jason snatches the stick and BASHES against his hip with it! He bashes against the other side of his body with it! Reid falls into the apron and Jason starts going to town on him! The welts immediately show on Reid’s body as he’s trying to get away! But Jason sweeps him with a kendo shot to the leg! Reid falls to his ass, and Jason swings FOR HIS HEAD! But Reid slides under just in time and picks up that chair, slamming it into the side of Jason’s neck! Reid drags Jason up and throws him into the ring. Jason groans, crawling to the ropes to try and get up. Reid slides in behind him, holding the chair up. He swings right at the head of Jason – but Jason moves out the way! REID HITS THE TOP ROPE, AND CHAIR BOUNCES OFF INTO HIS SKULL! Reid drops the chair, dazed and confused as he turns to Jason WHO HITS THE FLASH! THAT RIGHT HOOK DROPS REID! JASON COULD BE CLOSING IN ON A VICTORY ALREADY AS HE MAKES THE COVER!

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REID KICKS OUT!

Jason slaps the mat in anger, but he’s far from surprised. Jason picks up that chair and stares around with a deranged look on his face. He turns to Reid, but Reid sweeps Jason onto his back! Jason holds onto the chair though, but all it does is hurt him as Reid LEAPS INTO A STOMP TO THE CHAIR - SLAMMING IT INTO JASON’S FACE! Jason drops the chair, rolling over as he holds his face and he might have gotten cut on the chin! Reid kicks Jason out of the ring and follows. He rolls out and pulls the top of the steel steps off! He raises the steps and watches Jason rise.. HE SLAMS IT RIGHT INTO - NO! JASON DUCKS! REID HITS THE POST INSTEAD! The vibration of steel to steel forces Reid to drop the steps as he nearly jammed his fingers onto them! Jason comes right back at Reid, BUT REID IS A QUICK ENOUGH THINKER TO TOSS JASON WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON THE STEEL STEPS!

Aiello: And there we go again, this time with Anderson taking those steel steps to the back!

Bennett: And this beating will continue until Reid's morale improves!

OHHH! That gets the crowd going as there’s a loud gasp when Anderson’s back meets the steel! Reid rises up and grabs Jason by the head, dragging him up onto the top of the steps. Reid has a DDT in mind, but Jason grabs Reid and THROWS him back first into the ring post! Reid winces out in pain, and Jason struggles to pull himself back into this. Reid tries to get off the post, but Jason LARIATS HIM INTO IT! Reid is up, and it’s only cause he’s leaning against the post to keep himself up! Jason crawls to the apron skirt, looking under the ring and he pulls TAPE OUT! Reid is unaware, as Jason starts taping him around the ring post! Now he CAN’T MOVE!

Aiello: Looks like the Boss has found a way to keep the former champ at bay!

Bennett: That's using your noggin', Jason!

Tommy Love shouts at Jason to stop what he’s doing, and shouts at the referee to do anything - but Josh Daniels can’t intervene, it’s X-Division rules! Jason looks under the ring, AND HE PULLS OUT A HAMMER! There’s a roar from the crowd, and Reid is struggling, trying to get free! Jason points the hammer down - deciding to give a callback to his mother, as HE SLAMS THE HAMMER INTO REID’S INDEX FINGER! HE RAISES IT UP, INTO THE MIDDLE FINGER NOW! Reid is yelping out in pain!

Jason raises it up one last time – but Tommy Love has seen enough and SNATCHES the hammer out of the hand of Jason! He turns to Tommy, staring at him like he just lost his mind! Tommy realizes the error in his ways and he tries to beg off to Jason, as Jason stalks him around the ring.. But as Tommy is backing away, he turns into Jason’s manager Dave Ishioka! Dave turns Tommy and DROPS him with a RIGHT HAND, AS ALL OF HIS RINGS MEET THE MOUTH OF TOMMY LOVE! Tommy is downed!

Aiello: Down goes Tommy!

Bennett: Where is the Love, indeed!?

Jason turns back to grab Reid, and Reid KICKS HIM IN THE DICK! Reid, using all of his strength BREAKS through the tape, gasping for air. He stomps Jason, shaking out his fingers. Reid cries out in pain, feeling blood circulate at his middle finger. With the good hand, he starts beating the hell out of Jason. Reid yanks Jason up and throws him into the ring. He reaches under and takes his time, grabbing a bunch of chairs. He keeps throwing chairs in the ring, and some even hit Jason! Reid rolls in and grabs the arms of Jason, unleashing the FUCK YOU STOMPS! Each stomp comes with aggression and intensity as he means EVERYTHING behind it! Reid looks down at downed Jason, and then back to his fingers. He turns back to Jason, “I’M GONNA GIVE YOU THE CHANCE TO GIVE UP RIGHT NOW!” Reid yells, and goes right into the cover!

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JASON KICKS OUT!

Aiello: Jason Anderson's still got some fight in him!

Bennett: I think the Boss might just get this done after all, Joe!

Reid runs his hands through his hair, but he’s not surprised. Jason rolls over, trying to get up. He sits up, and Reid hits off the ropes, nodding! HIT AND RUN! HE KICKS JASON’S CHEST WITH SO MUCH AUTHORITY THAT HE COULD’VE STOPPED HIS HEART! Reid runs his elbow across the jaw of Jason as he makes the cover!

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JASON KICKS OUT!

Reid stares around and rises to his feet. He looks around and smirks. “FINE! YOU ASKED FOR IT!” Reid shouts, as he drags Jason up, over the pile of chairs.. Jason claws at Reid’s hands, and punches him in the ribs! Jason punches Reid in the ribs again! Reid doubles over, as Jason KICKS him in the throat! Reid holds his throat in pain, swinging for Jason! Jason ducks AND HE LOOKS FOR THE B.J.A but Reid catches the neck! He looks around – RUDE AWAKEN ON THE CHAIRS! XAVIER REID HITS THE FINISHING MOVE OF RUTHLESS AGGRESSION! Jason isn’t moving! Reid stacks on top of Jason and covers him!

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THR– JASON KICKS OUT!

Aiello: And AGAIN Jason manages to stay in it, this time fighting out of a move his own mother made famous!

Bennett: What more does Reid have to do here!?

Reid stares around at an absolute loss for words! He can’t believe that Jason kicked out, and now Jason’s “soldiers” are cheering him on, slapping the mat! Reid stares at the downed Tommy Love, and that’s what fuels him to finish Jason off. Reid turns to Jason, but JASON LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE PRINCE’S STOMP! IN ORDER TO EXECUTE IT THOUGH, JASON LANDS BACK FIRST ON THE CHAIRS! He holds the back of his head, crying out in pain as he crawls over, and latches a cover onto Reid..

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THR– REID KICKS OUT!

Jason doesn’t know what it’s going to take, and neither do Dave and Diana! He rolls to the apron, perhaps looking to go up top! Jason wobbles up there, stumbling against the ropes. Jason climbs up, but Reid is back up to his feet AND HE THROWS A CHAIR AT THE SIDE OF JASON’S HEAD! Jason leans on the top rope, dazed. Reid marches over and climbs up, taking the head of Jason. He scoops him up high, looking around. HE LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE CTE – NO! Jason pulls himself back down! Jason headbutts Reid over and over! Reid drops off the top rope, dazed..

Reid starts to come back to life, but Jason has perched himself up all the way to the top rope as HE FLIES OFF INTO A DIVING –

BEAST SLAYER! REID HITS THE BEAST SLAYER AS JASON DIVES IN MID AIR! Both men are out, but Reid finds it in him to crawl over and hook the leg!

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THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall ... XAVIER REID!

Reid rolls off of Jason, breathing heavily. Everyone is in shock from that surprise ending, and Reid might be a little as well! Regardless, the welts on his back show his battle scars and a wounded Tommy Love rolls in to congratulate his guy. Reid checks on Tommy, but Tommy assures him that he’s fine and raises Reid’s arm up for victory! Reid stumbles away, shaking his fingers out as he still holds them in pain.

Aiello: Jason Anderson fought his HEART OUT tonight, but Xavier Reid needed to bounce back after losing his championship at Parabellum and he did just that! In X-Division rules, he proved that he can still go at an X-Division level against a very game opponent in Jason Anderson! Reid continues to impress and impress, and I can see him being up to win that championship again!

Bennett: That X-Division Championship is practically in the BLOOD of Reid at this point, as he gets it done in X-Division rules! It was every bit of ‘brutality’ and ‘heated’ as expected, and while Jason may have been the one to make Tommy Love a laughing stock - it’s Reid and Love who are the ones laughing last! What a performance by both men, but specifically the winner, Xavier Reid!

Aiello: After this phenomenal match, we still have plenty to come. Up next is more triple threat action, this time between Lil' Petey, Caleb Scott, and the Bullet herself, Alex Carbajal!

Camera cuts to ...

A camera enters the locker room of Caleb Scott and Luke Mason. Both men are sitting on chairs, angled toward each other. Luke's black bag sits on the floor between them with Luke holding and staring at the bronze statue of Caleb that he gifted to Caleb earlier in the day. Caleb is leaning forward staring intensely at the floor, his black hair draped around his face.

Mason: So you really like this? It isn't too much? I felt kind of weird having it made but I thought it seemed pretty cool. This is your second Brawlympics so I wanted to commemorate it. I think it'll look good in the house and add a little life to the place. Sorry to say it but your place is a bit of a bummer, there's no color.

Caleb slowly leans back in his chair and looks over at Luke. His face screams a look of impatience with Luke.

Scott: But bronze will brighten it up? No, it's not too much. Sorry I thought you were up to something. With the way you were sneaking around, what was I supposed to think? I guess my cynicism can run a little out of control sometimes. In fact…

Caleb reaches his hand out and grabs the statue from Luke, holding it up to his face as a mini version of himself stares back. An evil smile slowly creeps onto Caleb's face while he stares at the statue.

Scott: ...I think I have the perfect place to put this. In the house, nobody will be able to see it and it will just sit there not being used. I know a place where everyone can appreciate it and get a close look at what you've given me."

Caleb shoves the statue into Luke's bag and stands up. He places the bag in Luke's lap and motions for him to come with him.

Scott: Come on. Almost time for my match. Let's go.

With a nervous look, Luke picks up the bag. He isn't sure what Caleb has in mind but he's starting to think he won't like it. Luke slowly follows Caleb out the door as the camera feed cuts out.

TEAM BRAWL COMES TO TERMS POST-PARABELLUM!
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Lil' Petey
VS Caleb Scott
VS Alex "Bullet" Carbajal

We return to ringside where Stroup stands ready to call the next bout.

Aiello: Here we go, folks! At PARABELLUM we saw these three team up to represent BRAWL, but tonight it's all about figuring out who deserves to get a nod in the title scene!

Bennett: You gotta wonder where all three of these competitors are at mentally coming into this Joe, they're all gonna want a taste of a shot at gold...but only one of them is gonna taste victory tonight!

Stroup: The following match is a triple threat match! Joining us first, from The Drip House, weighing in at 210 pounds ... "THE DRIP SENSATION" LIL' PETEY!

"Betty (Get Money)" by Yung Gravy blasts through the speakers and every fan in attendance rises to their feet. Women's built-in waterfalls activate as Lil Petey steps out onto the stage. It looks like Pope with the Drip let Lil Petey borrow... the Drip! Because Petey is coming out tonight in Pope with the Drip's Big Drip Coat. He interacts with the crowd on his way down the ramp and the runs and slides into the ring.

Stroup: And his first opponent, accompanied to the ring by Luke Mason, from St. Cloud, Minnesota, weighing in at 215 pounds ... "GRANITE CITY SADIST" CALEEEB SCOOOTT!

Lights go black as Ze Nigmar plays. Four hooded figures with torches come out and stand on the stage, two on each side of the entrance. Lights stay off as the song intro plays. Once the drums start, a single beam of light from above the ring shoots to the stage as Caleb Scott and Luke Mason walk out through a thick white fog and stands between the hooded drudges. Holding his chain-wrapped bat, Caleb stands there for a few seconds looking out at the crowd with Luke, who is doing the same with that black bag containing the statue gripped tightly in his right hand. They begin to slowly walk to the ring as a short row of fire ignites on either side of the entrance ramp. Caleb approaches the steel steps and places his bat on the top step as Luke stands beside him. Caleb then places his hand on top of the bat and closes his eyes for a few seconds before going up the steps and into the ring while Luke slides in under the bottom rope, the single beam of light follows Caleb the entire time. He walks towards the corner and stands on the middle rope and Luke stands between the turnbuckles, against the ropes. Caleb stares out into the crowd for a few seconds before taking a deep breath, extending his arms out to the side, and unleashing a loud, thunderous scream before the lights come back on.

Stroup: And their final opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 135 pounds ... ALEX "BULLET" CARRRBAJAAAL!!

The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the Tron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest and Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war. She makes her way to the ring and Bullet steps in, starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.
DING DING DING

Petey takes Big Drip Coat off to reveal he is also wearing a referee's shirt. He and the referee start simultaneously going on about how they want a good clean fight. Caleb and Alex look to one another with shaking heads before tearing Petey out of the referee shirt. He gives little protest, or rather he can't do much as his arms get tangled in the shirt, as Scott and Carbajal send Petey over the ropes and crashing to the thinly-padded concrete to many cheers from the fans. IRA DE DIOS! MASSIVE signature discus clothesline out of nowhere from Alex to Caleb sends him right over the ropes and crashing into a stumbling Petey. Carbajal taunts to a standing Athens before she rushes the ropes opposite the action outside the ring. In a full sprint she covers the distance before Caleb and Lil P can get back up. Suicide dive and it's all jubilation for Alex Carbajal as she remains the only one standing after coming down in a thunderous planca. She taunts the fans before slipping Petey back into the ring. She looks off with a smile to the huge reaction she's getting until Luke Mason gives her a few words with a golf clap. These momentary distractions are enough as Alex turns right into a still stunned Caleb. Arn Anderson style spinebuster leaves Alex holding the back of her neck just seconds later and now Caleb is all offense. He turns back to Petey stumbling about in the ring and goes to slide in after him when Luke Mason calls out. Luke thinks Caleb should focus on all opponents but Caleb obviously disagrees and wants to go for his man in the ring. They agree to disagree and Caleb Scott slides into the ring.

Aiello: Looks like those two came to ter--

Bennett: Joe, don't.

PILLOW TALK! Caleb and Athens both look and sound shocked as Petey catches Scott by surprise with a signature Fujiwara armbar. Caleb had just slid into the ring and it looked like Petey was completely loopy; however, apparently he was paying attention to the EXT that had the camera behind him up. Petey hopped on Caleb like police on a rioter and it isn't long until the referee calls for the break. Caleb is far too close to the ropes for this to be considered a legal submission. Petey, unfortunately, either doesn't care or feels the need to play catch up in this moment after being all jokes moments ago. Alex gets up and flies into the ring with a forearm to the back of Petey's head to completely break him off Scott. Petey rolls off, Alex getting to her own feet, but it's still Petey time right now. Petey ducks a running elbow and bounds off the ropes. BIG DRIP KICK! Glorious signature springboard roundhouse kick absolutely flatlines Carbajal. Petey gets up, he looks to Caleb still in pain, he looks to Alex, and instead of pinning either he starts some sort of celebratory dance set as if he has already won the bout. Its when he sees Luke outside the ring mocking him that Lil Petey drops a TOUGH elbow on Caleb before pinning him.

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THR-NO!!!

Caleb Scott kicks out with authority, but Lil Petey does a little shimmy in his roll directly over to Alex Carbajal. It looks like he's going to slap her... then he just gives her a nice pat on the face and a kiss on the forehead before yanking a leg up for the pin.

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THR-NO!!!

Alex perhaps realized someone just kissed her on the damn forehead and kicks out with a newfound fury. She, disgusted, wipes her forehead off as Petey just sits up with a shrug. Until he realizes Carbajal is on one knee and Caleb is now completely vertical. He looks to Alex to Caleb and back to Alex. He just looks out to the crowd a little exasperated, smiles, and shrugs again before they rain down on his with boots.

Aiello: Oh man...I think Lil' Petey is gonna come to regret that move.

Bennett: Heat of the moment I reckon, but yeah...the man is cruisin' for a bruisin'!

Petey is kicked right out of the ring but this time Caleb spears Alex into the corner before she can catch him off guard again. He blasts shoulder after shoulder into her midsection and she tries as she might to forearm and knee the much bigger opponent into easing off to no avail. Caleb whips Alex who tries to reverse it. The Sadist stops in his tracks and pulls Bullet in for a NASTY clothesline to the canvas. IRA DE DIOS! Caleb Scott hits the signature discus clothesline on Alex this time but this seems to activate Bullet's third gear. She tears right back up faster than Caleb can look to Luke with a nod and look back. SEATING BULLETS! The Sadist is pelted with strike after signature strike to the midsection, face, and a final punch straight to the throat takes Caleb choking to the turnbuckles. CABACER-NO!! Bullet tries to seal the deal with her signature Glasgow kiss styled kick to the face but Caleb Scott catches her in the air. GRAVE PLOT! Carbajal is left planted on the canvas with the Alabama slam finish by Caleb Scott. Something changes in Scott in this moment and he goes to his corner. He asks Luke, who seems to have trepidation in handing over the statue from the duffel bag. Scott thanks him and sees Lil Petey sliding back into the ring going for a shot on the Bullet. CRACK! Luke bellows out, pained emotionally, as Petey gets PLOWED to the canvas with a gnarly strike to the face with the statue. Petey is bleeding but auto-pilot brings him back to his feet. Scott clotheslines him out of the ring and tosses the statue down just next to Alex as she gets into position. FINAL RESTING PLACE! Caleb cranks Alex right over the statue, pulls her flat, and covers.

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DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... CALEB SCOTT!

Luke Mason looks incredibly disappointed as the referee lifts a smiling Caleb Scott's arm high in the air.

Aiello: Big win for Caleb Scott here, after a remarkable match taking on Lil' Petey and Alex Carbajal!

Bennett: I think Petey took more than his fair share of licks tonight after what he pulled off, but in the end the Bullet takes one herself as Caleb Scott comes out victorious!

Aiello: Up next we have a clash of former champions, as Tyler Bradford comes back to BRAWL to take on King Flip!

Camera cuts to ...

Backstage, we see Connors sitting against the door of his office. The banging has stopped, but that hasn't made the GM any less scared as he starts muttering to himself.

Connors: I must...have...control. There will...be...control, dammit!

With that, Jim rises from the floor, adjusting his tie as we move to a commercial break.

Cameras pan to a random hallway backstage where The Mad King fumes in full Spartan-inspired wrestling gear. With the usual hooded vest are elbow and knee pads with Spartan shields. A temporary hood as been added to the hooded vest, we note, as King lifts it to show a mohawk-tuft of straight bristles like that of the Spartan helmet. The furs come over his half smirk just the same.

THE MAD KING: Good evening, Extreme Wrestling. Brawlympics right here... in Athens, Greece!!!

Flip bang bang taunts one more time; a massive pop of appreciation comes from Athens but Flip brings them back in with the serious face of seriousness. He even points to it for emphasis.

THE MAD KING: We can't help but hear the little birds, the big birds, the purple rain, the pink elephants on parade, and Grouch singing I HATE FUCKING CHRISTMAS... but amongst all that bullshit, peons, The Mad King gets even madder as he has heard the irredeemable from many people coming up to this week's episode of Monday night Brawl. They've talked about how King Flip has lost it. How he TAPPED OUT to Moxie at Parabellum like a bitch-made jobber, or whatever, we don't waste time quoting people. It's like Doctor Dre said in the track 'Bitch Ni-'"

Flip stops, winks, and moves on.

THE MAD KING: Actually, it's a Snoop Dogg part in that song, but, anyway. Tyler Bradford... I can't help but come out and say it and excuse The Mad King if a tear comes caressing down this cheek. Please ACCEPT my sincerest condolences, Tyler, truly, not for any loss you have already suffered, no. Not for the loss you will suffer this evening, no. As that even may yet not come to pass. You and I both know, we know, Tyler Bradford, that I am of course apologizing for the evening. I'm saying that I'm sorry, Tyler... if I cry at any point. But YOU..."

A look of disappointed anger crossed King's face as he aggressively pointer fingers at the camera, then draws the hand back into a fist before poking his thumb up toward himself.

THE MAD KING: ...hurt my feelings.

His voice cracks.

THE MAD KING: You hurt my feelings, Tyler Bradford, because we both know that you're right. With the Bradford brand on the way out it only meant that there was more... Land... for the taking on Monday nights. Now, having championed the Brawlies three fucking times in the almost-year the last two reigns netted me, time wise... having held that belt now three times as well in just as much time -- thank you, Stitches, Morgan Darkwater, and Xavier Fucking Reid TWICE over... Tyler Bradford, you hurt my feelings because yes, you did leave a hole. A hole in many people's hearts. Some say that hole was as large as a second belly button sometimes but anyway. YOU HURT ME BY EVEN INSINUATING THAT EVERYTHING I'VE DONE... SINCE YOU LEFT THE RED BRAND... HAS BEEN... anything less... than spectacular.

Flip holds up three fingers and immediately dismisses both them and any mention of Hardcore Revolution or losing the International championship.

THE MAD KING: So, in tonight's real main event that you so eloquently BLAME. ME. for making a jerk to FUCKING. SHINYSUCKMYDICK. BUT!

Cassius H... er, King Flip tosses his pointer in the air like a superhero!!

THE MAD KING: THE H... stands for Hellacious burns, Tyler Bradford, but that has little to do with what you said and everything to do with what HAPPENED to Xavier Reid at LAST YEAR'S Hardcore Revolution. You didn't miss that one, kid. I remember. Just like I remember beating the dog PISS out of guys like you my whole Thoracious career. Whether it's you, or Fool's Goldwrinkly, or Eddie Butterface, or or or... YOU'RE IN MY FUCKING WAY!!!

King storms off and the scene cuts away.

PRIDE COMES BEFORE THE FALL (BRAWL)!
SINGLES MATCH
Tyler Bradford
VS King Flip

We return to ringside where Stroup stands ready to call the next bout.

Aiello: Well folks, before we reach our main event of the evening we have the matter of a returning former FX Broadcast Champion in Tyler Bradford, taking on the former EWC International Champion in King Flip!

Bennett: Gonna be reeeal interesting seeing if Tyler has any ring rust...and if Flip can stay focused after the rough deal of losing his title at Hardcore Revolution!

Stroup: The following match is a one on one contest scheduled for one fall. Representing people who still watch Entourage, joining us first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 223 pounds ... TYLER BRADFORD!

"Iconic" by Jaxon Gamble hits and Tyler Bradford steps out from behind the tron with a bit of a sneer at Stroup. He looks out at the crowd solemnly as a few of them remember him and still boo and jeer the former 2x FX Broadcast Champion. He pulls his suit jacket tight, looks down sadly, and marches his way to the ring paying the fans no attention. He gets into the ring and awaits his opponent, staring off up the ramp just as Poshmint Precisely emerges from the curtain.

Poshmint: And his opponent! HAILING! From The Laaand. WEIGHING! 220 pounds ... "THE GREATEST REIGNING MONARCH"!? WHO KNOOOOOWS ... IT'S THE MAAAAAD KIIIIING!

T H E M A D K I N G zooms from right to left across the EXT and is followed swiftly by a red pyro. 'Heimdallr' begins to play, King emerging with his usual war paint. A big white palm across his face, small gold lines accenting the edges of his face. The ever-evolving red vest, among the blood-matted fur that lines the collar down the button line and goes up into a massive hood. The Darna Dare tribute art remains as a massive symbol on the back of the vest that he thumbs to with a twirl. He gets to the edge of the rampway when that arrogant half smile emerges, the crowd fully immersing in the moment. With the smile comes the towering presence of Morgan Darkwater through the curtain. 'Good Lord' Captain stands menacingly as the "Mad King" chant grows. Flip walks slowly down the ramp, Darkwater not three steps behind, with his eyes locked in on the ring. His approach to the steps is slow, eyeballing the corner above them, as he slaps a few hands and hands a small child a little red 'Tyler Blandford SUCKS!' flag. He slaps the ring corner with a smile, reminiscing a moment before sauntering the steel and quickly slipping through the ropes. After a sarcastic bow, King turns to plow his ass into a corner in anticipation of the actions to come as his theme fades.

DING DING DING

King sits plunked in his corner, his shoulders and arms resting along the second rope, as he glares up at a smiling Tyler Bradford removing their jacket. Bradford can barely be heard saying something along the lines of "yeah, get some rest old man" before placing his jacket over the ring post opposing the sitting King. Flip pops to a vertical position and tosses his vest out in a swoosh to Poshmint. Darkwater double takes because she wasn't there a moment ago, then begins aggressively and strategically placing himself on the opposite end of the ring immediately. Tyler just shakes his head at the display of it all and you can hear him remark about "Sabotage" when Mad King just starts cackling directly at Bradford. Tyler stops and takes that in for a moment, and for that moment it looks like Flip's laughing genuinely bothers Bradford, but Tyler waits a moment as Flip goes serious. King points out to Darkwater and says "Insurance." He turns his back to Bradford and goes on about "This is just funny" when Tyler rushes right into it. CROWNING MOMENT! The Mad King cranks his signature pele kick to an enraged Tyler Bradford and drops him like a bad habit. King goes for the pin but Bradford doesn't even allow the referee to get into position much less get a one count. King smiles while slinking out of the ring. Bradford is fuming, rubbing the right side of his face and jaw, and gets to one knee in a seethe as he eyes Flip now standing in faux fear behind Darkwater. Flip laughs and points and laughs at Bradford, even mocking him rubbing his jaw here. Tyler mutters something as he leaps and rushes into an uncharacteristic diving tackle through the ropes. Even King's eyes widen the moment he knew he fucked up. Bradford and King crash into the thinly-padded concrete throwing rights. Athens roars in approval at the display thus far, the referee making certain Darkwater backs away before he starts demanding the competitors take this back into the ring.

Aiello: Interesting strategy from Flip here, using the Captain to assure himself some space.

Bennett: That's the thing about INsurance, is it gives you a level of Assurance.

ONE... TWO... THREE...

Still, with positions flipped and Flip now straddling Bradford, the two can't stop trying to physically removing the other person's face off their skull by way of repeated connection of knuckle, elbow, or other abusive device. King takes an open-palm left-handed slap to the face before Bradford follows with three consecutive elbows. The Mad King collapses backward but uses the guardrail to stay afloat on spaghetti legs. He draws himself backward and tries to shake his head out of its stupor.

FOUR... FIVE... SIX...

Bradford takes a moment to think about it, eyeing the big man still towering not that far behind him, then decides against continuing his assault against King. Bradford rolls into the ring and stops just inside the ropes to have a little lie down and make sure his nails look okay. He's hot dogging on King Flip who immediately recognizes such a slight.

SEVEN...

King missteps in his raging rush forward and face plants on the padding outside the ring. Bradford is beside himself in laughter, he can't believe this has happened. The referee is about to count 'EIGHT' as Bradford rolls out of the ring to break the count. Poshmint Precisely hops onto the ring apron opposite the action and starts yelling for the referee's attention. She quickly commands it and gets his eyes away as Mad King hits a VERY PRECISE forearm to the testicles. Bradford drops in a slump, King smiles, and King rolls into the ring a little red in the face as his new manager apologizes for her confusion and leaves the referee alone. He turns about confused, Flip shrugs, and the referee starts another count.

ONE... TWO... THREE...

King gets up and stands behind the referee, watching the groaning and limping Bradford with a bit of a smile still tickling his face. Just as Bradford gets to a vertical base, King clutches the referee by the shoulder and feigns a charlie horse. He even says the words "Charlie Horse! Oh!" in his completely fake facade. He does, however, turn the referee around just long enough for Darkwater to PLANT Bradford back down to the padding with a glorious big boot to the face. Classic Sabotage. Morgan nods and walks on as the referee frees themself from King's tirade and continues to count.

FOUR... FIVE... SIX...

Bradford sits up at six and he's beyond any sadness he may have entered this fight with.

SEVEN...

Bradford yanks himself up in a yell. Right as he's vertical he eats a Mad King baseball slide and stumbles right back into the guardrail. This once again breaks the count before the referee can count 'EIGHT' and they're not even remotely excited about it.

Aiello: Pretty close call there, Steve!

Bennett: Boy, I'd say so. Looks like Tyler is still definitely in this one though!

Flip pulls himself back into the ring and starts an argument with the referee. Darkwater takes this opportunity to grab Tyler. The referee turns around and makes eye contact with Morgan just as he's about to turn and throw Bradford into the steel steps. And just like that Cap'n Morgan does NOT throw Bradford into the steps. Instead, he very gently helps him onto the ring apron and tries to avoid the inevitable. The referee throws him out. Athens gives a mixed reaction as Darkwater gives zero protest. He simply gives King a nod and makes his way up the ramp. Poshmint has worked her way to that side of the ring and, as the referee mostly ignores King's protests now, the squirrely clown girl yanks Bradford off the ring apron and he splats to the padding in an "oof!" of his own. The referee immediately catches on this time. The referee throws Poshmint out.

Poshmint Precisely: What!? He FELL! That's not on me!

Poshmint makes a much larger show of things as she does NOT make her way up the ramp. Darkwater has to come back, pick her up onto his shoulder, and walk back up the ramp as she shakes her fist and yells at the referee the whole way out. Bradford, in the meantime, picks himself up with a bit of an angry smile of his own to match Flip's. King sits in an opposing corner as Bradford pulls himself back into the ring and the match can once again continue. Now with fewer shenanigans.

Aiello: Here we go, Tyler looks pumped up now!

Bennett: All depends on how much is left in the tank, Joe!

Bradford waits in the center of the ring for King to meet him. SLAP! Another open-palm slap, same hand, to the same side of King's face. Three more consecutive elbows and this time Flip is reeling in the corner. Irish whip to the other side. King bounds off the turnbuckles and stumbles right into a dropkick. Flip, still just auto-piloting his body to an upward position, continues to bumble as Bradford quickly stalks and nails Flip down with a neckbreaker. SHHHHH! Running knee finisher right to the side of King's dome and he looks DONE. Bradford aggressive with both legs of his opponent hiked high for the pinning predicament.

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THR-WAIT!!!

Flip whoops up with the kick out and uses momentum to crank Bradford over into a crucifix style pin!

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THR-NO!!!

Bradford kicks out with authority and cranks Flip out of an auto-piloted seated position with a VICIOUS basement dropkick. Tyler stumbles to one knee and looks down at the writhing mess that is his opponent wondering how the hell the man's still moving.

Aiello: It's a battle of attrition now, Steve!

Bennett: One of these men has what it takes to win tonight, it's just a matter of who WANTS it more!

Bradford has had enough of it. Instead of going for a second knee to the dome, though, it looks like Bradford wants to set something else up. He's got King by the scruff of his beard, ignoring the referee's protests, when suddenly Flip balls them into a small package!

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THRE-ALMOST!!!

Tyler kicks out as furious as ever. He lays down the boots to keep Flip on the mat. To their credit they pull themselves away from it with the bottom rope and slip away from the pelting feet of Bradford. Tyler slips out behind the fleeing Flip and the two grapple near the steps. To the referee's chagrin but Athen's excitement, they trade face slams into the top steel step, the ring apron, and then the announce table before making their way back to the ring. Neither man faltering nor giving in they bring this fight right back to the ring. They slide in simultaneously and Bradford gets the drop toe hold. Tyler with the headlock now as both men shove upward off the mat. King with a backdrop but no, Tyler flips out of it and lands on his feet as Flip bounces off the canvas back first. Flip dodges another low dropkick and now both men are fists up, on one knee, and Athens is once again appreciating the athleticism of both men. Bradford reaches out his right hand, motioning that he'd like to shake hands with the King. Athens is wary but The Mad King is not. He accepts with little caution whatsoever. DOUBLE SMACK! They both connect with open palmed lefts right to the chompers of their target. They both thumb each other in the eye, they both eye rake, they both give in and take a few steps back to clear their eyes. $¥K€! Bradford stumbles right into position and The Mad King cranks away with tenacity. With both men in the center of the ring and no way out or away, Bradford protests nearly two minutes before finally tapping out.

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via submission... KING FLIP!

Flip finally lets go of the hold, rising to his feet as Tyler rolls out of the ring to recover. The ref raises Flip's arm in victory as Tyler stares the Mad King down, giving a knowing look of some sort before retreating up the ramp.

Aiello: What a match, folks! These two went through the wringer tonight, and King Flip manages to come out the victor!

Bennett: Hell of an effort from Tyler Bradford tonight, the man is definitely capable of doing damage now that he's back!

Aiello: Don't go away folks, up next is our main event as the Trios Tournament rolls on with Round of 8 action as Shinijoshi take on The House!

Camera cuts to ...

Backstage, a much more calm Jim Connors is looking eager to make an announcement just moments after King Flip and Tyler Bradford.

Connors: Hello BRAWLers! We are just a couple weeks away from Night of Champions XX, but after THAT we head to Vegas for BRAWL 600, something I'm very excited to see play out! You see, we have TWO marquee matches in the works that night. One features the former EWC Undisputed Champion Stitches as he looks to compete in his one hundred and fiftieth match in EWC...and he has requested one man and one man alone for the occasion. That man holds the FX Broadcast Championship...and, should he be successful in retaining it at Night of Champions against the challenger Alexander Umbra, the bout between Cyrus and Stitches WILL be for the title!

The crowd pops loudly for that, though Connors seems to have his attention focused on Flip still in the ring for what he's about to say next.

Connors: The other big announcement I have does concern our friend King Flip, though I may need to give a warning that you might not like what I'm about to say. I'm fully aware that you're chomping at the bit to get back in the title picture, Flip...but I gotta focus on the people that are actual number one contenders, people like Xavier Reid.

Flip does not look super pleased, realizing exactly where this is going.

Connors: Which is why, at BRAWL 600, we WILL see the EWC International Championship on the line, because the new bridesgroom Darius will be defending it against a man who knows that title VERY well in Xavier Reid!

The crowd seems excited for such a big match as this, as Flip stares down the GM of BRAWL...who flashes a smirk before pressing on.

Connors: Like I said, Flip, I know you're eager to get back into the title scene on BRAWL...and since we're IN Vegas, I wanna implore you to consider taking a gamble of sorts. Already announced for the show is a battle royal, but NOW it can be revealed what's at stake...and I think you're gonna like this one at least Flipski, cause the winner of the battle royal will earn their shot at the EWC International Championship the following month, the first BRAWL after the EWC Rumble!

The crowd is loving this announcement as well, even if Flip seems less enthused...though he does give something of a smirk in response, as if saying 'well played' to the GM who has one final statement.

Connors: Consider that your great game, O Mad King...you want that title shot? You earn it like everyone else in the battle royal has a chance to! See you in Vegas, everyone!

The crowd is ecstatic for the news as Flip can't help but shake his head slightly, knowing his chance to get back toward a championship hangs on a thread in a couple weeks. With that, we move to a commercial break.

AN OLYMPIC-SIZED CLASH BETWEEN THE HOUSE AND SHINIJOSHI!
TRIOS TOURNAMENT - ROUND OF 8
Shinijoshi (Saidie Sharpe, Sonya, & Narumi Tsutsumi)
VS The House (Heat Packers & JoJo Rush)

We return to ringside where it is officially time for the main event!

Aiello: Folks, it is time for what you’ve all been waiting for! Our main event, as Shinijoshi takes on The House in a round one matchup of the EWC Trios Tournament! The history between these two has been well documented, as everyone remembers where they were when Shinijoshi outlasted The House in a historic War Games match!

Severn: Steve Bennett is not allowed to call this match tonight, and JoJo Rush sent the call in and here I am to watch my boys pick up a long awaited victory over Shinijoshi! We have waited months for this, and with JoJo Rush as the X-Division Champion and the Heat Packers as number one contenders to the Tag Team Championships, we’ve got the momentum here!

Aiello: Shinijoshi are an extremely dangerous group, and you can guarantee that Narumi Tsutsumi is far from happy after losing the Undisputed Championship! This is set to be one for the ages!

Severn: It will be one for the ages, when The House walks out of this match on top and carries their momentum into the next round of this tournament!

Stroup: The following match is a trios contest scheduled for one fall and it is a round one matchup of the EWC Trios Tournament! Joining us first, SAIDIE SHARPE! ... SONYA! ... NARUMI TSUTSUMI ... SHINIJOSHI!

Dance in the Game by ZAQ hits as the lights go out and as members of Shinijoshi make their way to the ring as shadows walking through fogs of alternating colours, the most jubilant member strikes the team hand sign as the lights turn back on..

Stroup: And their opponents, DAN FUNK! ... BRODIE DAWSON! ... THE EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION JOJO RUSH! ... THE HOUSE!

“The Mess We’ve Made” by Sin Shake Sin plays throughout the building as Dan Funk & Brodie Dawson of the Heat Packers makes their way out from the back, followed by the X-Division Champion JoJo Rush who makes sure to show off his newly won title as they get down there.

DING DING DING

Starting this off is Brodie Dawson and Sonya, as it appears that Dawson wants to redeem the fact that HE was the one that got pinned in the War Games match! The two seem to be tying up for a collar and elbow tie-up, but instead Brodie kicks her square in the ribs! Brodie snatches in a side headlock, wrenching it in tight on Sonya. Sonya struggles, and brings Brodie back to send him off the ropes with all her might. Brodie bounces off, and Sonya slides between his legs! Brodie turns back to Sonya and she lights him up with a combination of kicks to the legs, then the chest! Brodie is pissed and tries to knock Sonya’s head off with a punch, but Sonya ducks, looking for a german suplex! Brodie stomps the foot of Sonya and grabs her hair, throwing her to his corner. Brodie tags in Dan Funk, and the two start ruthlessly beating down on her in the corner! Eventually Josh Daniels calls for them to stop it, and Brodie steps out.

Dan wastes no time tagging Brodie back in, as he hoists Sonya up into a Spinebuster lift and Brodie takes her down with a clothesline! Brodie covers Sonya.

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TWO!

SONYA KICKS OUT!

Brodie looks around, frustrated. He lifts Sonya up and calls for another tag, but Sonya up kicks him! She up kicks him again and Brodie stumbles, holding his forehead. He swings for Sonya and she rolls under! Brodie turns back to Sonya and she shotgun dropkicks him into the buckles! Dan tags in and enters the ring, swinging a right hook at Sonya! Sonya ducks under, and he swings another! She ducks under again, and leaps into the tag to Saidie Sharpe! Saidie slingshots in, and immediately charges into an enzuigiri to Dan! Dan falls to all fours, as Sonya bounces off the ropes and hits a DOUBLE FOOT STOMP to the back of Dan! Sonya rolls out, while JoJo and Brodie are telling the referee to enforce the rules!

Aiello: Oh sure, NOW they want to see the rules enforced!

Severn: Settle down Joe, not our fault we want to see things called down the middle!

Saidie rolls Dan over and makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

FUNK KICKS OUT!

Saidie watches Dan rise and meets him with a forearm. She forearms him again, and looks for an irish whip, but Dan spins out and kicks her in the gut, drilling her into the mat with a DDT! Saidie holds the top of her head, as JoJo Rush holds his hand out. Dan tags in JoJo, and he enters the ring and immediately stomps the hell out of Saidie. Dan steps out, clapping it up for the X-Division Champion. JoJo forces Saidie up and rocks her with a blistering chop. Despite the pain though, Saidie fires back with a chop of her own! JoJo is taken aback, and before he can throw a second - Saidie beats him to the punch with a SECOND chop! JoJo staggers this time as Saidie KEEPS chopping him! JoJo is stumbling back, and he finally catches her hand!

JoJo pulls Saidie in for an early Bull-Rush Lariat, but she has it scouted out and ducks under! He turns back to Saidie and she yanks him down with The SaidTO! JoJo holds his jaw in pain as Saidie muscles him over for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

JOJO KICKS OUT!

Saidie is a bit frustrated by that kickout, but Narumi calls for the tag! Saidie rises to her feet and tags in Narumi, and the two most recent champion holders in this match are about to go at it! Narumi steps in and the two await JoJo to rise.. JoJo is up and they raise their arms up in unison, INTO A DOUBLE ROARING ELBOW! JoJo crumbles to the mat as Narumi rolls him over for the cover – but The Heat Packers enter the ring and SHOVE Narumi into Saidie! Sonya tries to get in, but Brodie shoves her off the apron!

Aiello: Oh, come on!

Severn: Divide and conquer, that's the name of the game!

Despite Josh Daniels’s demands to get back on the apron, the Heat Packers are well aware that he doesn’t want to sabotage this tournament by calling for a DQ in the first round. With that said, they approach Narumi and start stomping her out like a pack of hyenas. JoJo starts to get up to his feet and the Heat Packers force her up. JoJo leans in the corner, adjusting his right elbow pad as he raises up the “Too Sweet”, and CHARGES RIGHT INTO THE BIG IRON! Narumi is down and finally, the Heat Packers get out of the ring! JoJo rolls Narumi over, sure of the victory here..

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THRE- SAIDIE AND SONYA BREAK IT!

Aiello: What a close call there!

Severn: One in one out, ref! Get on with it!

Despite the Heat Packer’s best efforts, karma comes back to them as Saidie and Sonya DROPKICK Dan and Brodie off the apron! They turn to JoJo, but he DROPS THEM BOTH WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK! He turns back to Narumi and drags her up, throwing her to the ropes. JoJo looks for a back body drop, but she brings him down into an inside cradle instead!

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THRE- JOJO KICKS OUT!

Both rise to their feet and JoJo grabs at her - nope! Narumi slides between the legs! JoJo turns around and meets a spinning sole kick to the ribs! Narumi then kicks him in the jaw, and she bounces off ONLY TO BE CAUGHT WITH A URANAGE! JoJo is PISSED, and he yanks Narumi up. He scoops her over his shoulder and SLAMS HER into the turnbuckles! JoJo follows up with a multitude of shoulder barrages to her ribs. JoJo grabs Narumi and irish whips her out, but it’s surprisingly countered! JoJo is taken off his game as NARUMI RAISES HER HAND AND CHARGES INTO THE ONIGOKKO! The palm strike FLOORS JoJo, and Narumi falls to a knee as she takes in what she just did!

Sonya and Saidie have now rolled to the apron, and the two call for a tag! Narumi tags in Saidie, who gets in and tags in Sonya! JoJo starts to pull himself up as all three are in, calling him up.. AND THEY HIT THE SHINIGAMI! THREE BOOTS RIGHT TO THE BACK OF JOJO RUSH! They work together to roll him over, and Sonya makes the pin! Saidie and Narumi guard the ring!

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THRE–

DAN AND BRODIE GRAB NARUMI AND SAIDIE AND TACKLE THEM BOTH ON TOP OF THE PIN!

Aiello: Oh my g--

Severn: None here tonight compadre, just the House making good on their promise!

Someway, somehow, this match continues on and all hell has broken loose! The Heat Packers brawl with Narumi and Sonya, as the fight spills to the outside. JoJo holds his back, as Sonya starts to rise. She grabs a tight grip on the waist of JoJo, somehow muscling the big man up. She goes for that Everest German - but she’s already exerted too much energy getting him up! JoJo performs a standing switch as he TOSSES SONYA WITH ONE GERMAN SUPLEX! BUT HE HOLDS ON! JoJo rolls through, FOR A SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX! AND HE HANGS ON! JoJo rolls through, WITH A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX! HE JUST TOOK HER TO SUPLEX CITY!

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THRE–SONYA KICKS OUT!

JoJo groans, not sure what it’ll take. He rolls over and crawls to the corner. Dan Funk breaks away from the rest and hops the apron, calling for a tag. JoJo nods and tags in Dan. He drags Sonya up, substituting for Brodie as he hoists Sonya up in a samoan drop lift. Dan enters the ring and bounces off the ropes, AND THEY HIT THE SAMOAN DROP/NECKBREAKER COMBINATION! JoJo rolls out the ring, yelling “COVER! COVER!”

Dan crawls to the pin – but he gets dragged out the ring by Saidie! The two weren’t done brawling and they start throwing hands! JoJo rolls over to assist Dan and Brodie, who’s brawling with Tsutumi! It’s chaos all over, as Sonya eventually works her way up.. She rolls out and attacks Brodie! Narumi wobbles away, crawling around the ring as the brawl continues outside the ring!

Narumi makes her way in the ring, and she grabs onto the ropes and leaps up the middle rope, then the top rope INTO A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY ONTO EVERYONE!!!

Aiello: Wow! Narumi taking everyone down at once with that crossbody!

Severn: This...this isn't fair, Joe!

It’s all out chaos as Narumi drags Dan up and throws him into the ring! She helps Sonya in as well and rushes over, calling for the hot tag! Sonya crawls over, breathing heavily as she reaches out to Narumi...

Sonya leaps in, tagging Narumi’s hand! Narumi enters the ring and Dan stumbles up, and Narumi starts firing off kick after kick to Dan! Dan is on wobbly legs, and Narumi goes for that Mae Geri Front Kick - but Dan catches the ankle! Narumi spins herself out – INTO A SPINNING BACKFIST! Then she follows up with repeated punches, and PUNCHES Narumi right in the ribs! Narumi backs up and throws a HEAVY KICK TO THE BACK OF THE NECK! Dan falls over and Narumi breathes heavily, looking around.

She calls for the end, but Brodie slides in! He charges into a lariat but Sonya slides in and SWEEPS HIM ONTO HIS FACE! Both women nod to each other and this is their chance to wrap it up here! Dan starts to kneel up, and THEY HIT THE MIDNIGHT KILL! Dan falls flat, and Sonya holds Brodie down as Narumi makes the cover! JoJo tries to get in, but as he rises on the apron, Saidie holds onto his ankles, holding on for dear life!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winners of this match and advancing to the semi-finals of the EWC Trios Tournament, via pinfall... SHINIJOSHI!

Sonya and Saidie release their opponents and go to Narumi to embrace her. They’re advancing to the semi finals and take in their victory. With the crowd firmly behind them, Sonya and Saidie climb up top in the corners and celebrate - while Narumi heads to the middle and pushes herself up to the top rope and they all throw up the Shinijoshi hand sign in unison.

Aiello: And once again, Shinijoshi defeat The House! What a performance, and at Brawl #600 they take on New Money and their yet-to-be named partner in the semi-finals of the EWC Trios Tournament! A big bounce back for Narumi following Parabellum, and Shinijoshi look great collectively!

Severn: Once again– are you kidding me?! Damn it, that SHOULDN’T have happened! We had that match won, and the referee screwed us over! I promise you Dan Funk kicked out before three!

Aiello: Not much I can say about that except...better luck next year?

Severn just grumbles as he removes the headset, regrouping with the House on the ramp as they stare down their foes.

Aiello: Well folks, what a wild night indeed here in Athens! We now have our semi-finalists set for the EWC Trios Tournament, and we are headed straight for Night of Champions in a couple weeks! Eight champions, one Insanity Cage, and one Number One Contender to main event WrestleFest for the EWC Undisputed Championship! Until then, I've been Joe Aiello for Steve Bennett, saying so long and good night!

With that, we're left with old rivals continuing to stare each other down as the show comes to a close.

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: Alexander Umbra
MATCH TWO: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH THREE: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH FOUR: Cosmo Goldworthy
MATCH FIVE: Cosmo Goldworthy
MATCH SIX: The Mad King
MATCH SEVEN: The Mad King
MAIN EVENT: Cosmo Goldworthy

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SEGMENTS

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Melinda Rhodes
Caleb Scott
Darius
Xavier Reid
Narumi Tsutsumi / Jack Severn / JFS
Cosmo Goldworthy
The Mad King
MNB

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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MATCH 1
Daphne Kreel
VS Alexander Umbra
WINNER via pinfall: Alexander Umbra

MATCH 2
JRF (N/S) (PINNED)
VS Zack Tyler
VS Chelsea Skye
WINNER via pinfall: Chelsea Skye

MATCH 3
Kendrick Kross (N/S)
VS Cyrus
WINNER via pinfall: Cyrus

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New Money
VS Moonshine Inc.
WINNER via pinfall: New Money

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Jason Anderson
VS Xavier Reid
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Lil' Petey
VS Caleb Scott
VS Alex "Bullet" Carbajal (PINNED)
WINNER via pinfall: Caleb Scott

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Tyler Bradford
VS King Flip
WINNER via submission: King Flip

MAIN EVENT
Shinijoshi (Saidie Sharpe, Sonya, & Narumi Tsutsumi)
VS The House (Heat Packers & JoJo Rush)
WINNER via pinfall: Shinijoshi

BRAWL #599 MVP: Xavier Reid

BRAWL #599 MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Shinijoshi VS The House

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