MNB - CHICAGO, IL - 12.14.09

[President Mac]

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
Live on Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports, TSN2
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

^{Monday Night Brawl is a professional wrestling television program for Extreme Wrestling Corporation (EWC) that currently airs Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports and TSN2 in Canada. The show's name, which is sometimes stylized as MNB, is also used to refer to the Brawl brand, in which EWC employees are assigned to work and perform on that program; the other programs and brands are Rampage and HCW. The show originally debuted in North America on the CTV & ESPN Network on April 7,1997. It remained there for a number of years until Brawl was moved to SPIKE TV and SCI-FI. In 2008, the show was moved to Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports and the new TSN2. Since its launch in 1997, Brawl continues to air on Monday nights. Brawl is generally seen as the company's flagship program due to its longer history, higher ratings, and emphasis on pay-per-views.It is the second longest running weekly episodic television show in history, behind only WWE's Monday Raw.}

EWC BRAWL
December 14th, 2009
Chicago, IL
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Head Ref: Earl Hebner
Backstage help: Ace Heart


A large cargo van drives up to the arena. Friday Night Rampage GM’s Rev and Gladiator hop out of the van. They lead out a man with a blindfold over his face. Gladiator leans in towards him.

GLADIATOR: “Walk 100 paces forward then take off the blindfold. When you do, we will be gone.”

The man begins to take small steps forward. Rev looks at Gladiator.

REV: “This is by far our best idea yet.”

GLADIATOR: “Remind me to thank Dr. Rosen for her help on this one.”

REV: “Who would’ve thought hypnosis would be so easy and effective?”

GLADIATOR: “So much time wasted on torture devices.”

REV: “Shame on us.”

Rev and Gladiator hop in the van and take off. After exactly 100 paces, he takes his blindfold off. The man behind the blindfold is none other than Joe Aiello. Joe looks around confused.

AIELLO: “What? How did I get here?”

Joe looks at his watch and a look of panic comes across his face.

AIELLO: “Oh crap, I’m late for work.”

Joe rushes into the building. The camera follows him as he makes his way towards the broadcast table. The fans cheer as Brawl’s head commentator waves to the fans. He takes his seat next to Jeremy Piven and puts his headset on.

PIVEN: “Joe, are you alright?”

AIELLO: “I’m fine, I’m just a little late is all.”

PIVEN: “But… what happened to you last week?”

AIELLO: “Nothing happened last week. I just got lost on my way to the hot dog stand. It won’t happen again.”

PIVEN: “But, what about Rev and Gladiator.”

Joe falls into a slight trance at the mention of Rev and Gladiator’s name.

AIELLO: “Rev and Gladiator are the kindest, bravest, warmest, most wonderful human beings I have ever known in my life.”

PIVEN: “Ha… that wasn't my opinion of them, but to each their own. Well let’s get on with the show.”

Revelations by Audioslave begins to play as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events over the Monday Night Brawls twelve year history. Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, from the the very first Champion Black Ninja, to The Rev. Then a special montage is shown of the late Memphis Reigns and his EWC Championship victory over Matt Sentel at Strangle Mania 3.

The opening pyros hit and here we go

[President Mac]

AIELLO: “What a great show we have in store for you tonight”

PIVEN: “Speaking of Great and Show, Jessica and then slim ****able body is standing in the middle of the ring right now. Slap some sauce on her and she's good to go”

Jessica: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome back to the EwC, MIIIKE CORRALL!!

"Heavy Gretal" blares over the PA System as Mike Corral appears on the entrance ramp, a smile across his face.

Aiello: We haven't seen Mike Corral in an EwC Arena in months!

Piven: Well he's back now, and judging by the fans reaction, they're glad.

*Corral slides underneath the bottom ropes and immediately hops onto the turnbuckle, soaking in the welcoming cheers from the fans. Corral hops off and grabs a microphone.*

Mike: .... It's good to be home.

After months of a sabbatical, months of wondering if I was good enough to come back and prove to you fans that I'm worth every cent that you paid to watch... I'm home.

*Cheers*

Mike: You know, when I left, I remember Danny saying something that stuck with me all these months. He looked me square in the eye and told me, "No matter what happens Mike, you're family. And if you ever decide to come back, we'll be here for you". And through everything that I went through during my time away from the ring, I remembered that I still had a family here in EwC.

And while the guys I used to wrestle may no longer be around, that means I have to prove myself to a new group of wrestlers in the EwC. I get to show the fire that I have, the desire for this business that I have to a new group of wrestlers.

So tonight, call this a reunion of sorts. Because I promise you, as long as I'm able to step in this ring, I'll give you something to remember. I'll show you that you're getting your money's worth. Because I promise each and every one of you...

I'm not going anywhere.

*"Heavy Gretal" plays once again as Mike exits the ring, slapping hands with the fans on his way to the back.*

The cameras come into view backstage just before the tag match of the night, and Johnny Insane is seen flexing and getting ready for his handicap match of the night. Suddenly, his tag partner Eric Steel, comes up behind him and begins to speak.

.:: Eric Steel ::.
“Hey man, I know I’ve been on a losing streak lately… But I’ll get the win tonight man, I promise.”

Johnny lets out a sigh and turns to Eric Steel. He looks him in the eye and replies.

.:: Johnny Insane ::.
“You better… or else I will replace you.”

Before Eric could say anything else, Johnny Insane leaves Eric behind and more pissed off than before.


AIELLO: “Looks like there might be some turmoil up ahead for those two”

PIVEN: “While your jibber jabbing and drolling on yourself...”

Aiello wipes his mouth

AIELLO: “I'm not sure what that's about actually...”

PIVEN: “...as I was saying, Broadway is standing in the middle of the ring”

NB: "Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to Monday Night Brawl. Sadly my being out here is to bring about some disappointing news. It turns out that The Styles Brothers have been suspended from the EWC. Now while I can't specify the reasons for this... All I will say is KIDS... CRACK IS WHACK..."

Broadway drops the mic and heads to the back

AIELLO: “Well what the hell does that mean?”

PIVEN: “It means Lee Loo and Tim Hester pick up the default victory here tonight”

AIELLO: “Wow, well it just goes to show that the EWC doesn't take the Substance abuse program lightly. I think this is our first suspension in years”

PIVEN: “You might want to wipe that white stuff from under your nose there Crack Monkey”

Aiello wipes his noes with the back of his hand

AIELLO: “What in the? I honestly don't know how that got there...”

Piven holds his hand infront of Aiellos face

PIVEN: “How many Fingers Cheech? How many fingers”

DeAndre Miles is seen walking to his locker room backstage. He opens his locker room door and as soon as the door swings open, Tim Hester cracks Miles in the head with a chair, knocking him out.

Security rushes to the door to hold Hester back.

Hester: You see, DeAndre?! You see?! You shouldn't have screwed with me! You shouldn't have opened up your mouth! Next week, it's you and me, kid! Just you and me!

Security pulls Hester back as Miles lays there, not moving.

*COMMERCIAL*

[President Mac]

The intro of Tropical Tornado’s theme (wind of change) plays.. Phyros on the entrance ramp, and all audience pops... all waits to whoever will come out the ramp, but nobody cames out, but instead...

All screens at the arena displays a text saying : “Warning.. a tropical tornado just arrived”

Then the screen features a spinning tornado and a text : "EWC Tornado Forecast”

Then a news studio is featured in the screen and a guy on coat and tie pops in the sets seat and he says:

Good evening world!

Welcome to the first edition of.... EWC Tornado forecast
I am your host, Ianzky13... a.k.a. “The Tropical Tornado” (shouting it loud)
Man! today is Disyembre 14, 2009,
Holiday season is coming man!
And the year is ending...
Just like the career of some of the EWC superstar, that will going to end..soo..ahahah...

Because man, the true disaster had arrived, and he.. is no other than....

“The Tropical Tornado”

Oh man! It’s me mother***ers!!!

Man, as I can see, the clouds of the Monday night brawl will be dark.. and violentblows of wind will be experienced until January as Friday night’s rampage is still not Kicking off.. (evil smirk)

Speaking of Monday night’s...

There is someone.. someone catches my attention man, well.. i think project Z is cute? Is he or she’s girl? Wateverr... oh W-T-F! She just thrown out simultaneously two stupid superstar.. or minister or starlet of some sort.. namely Hirsh? And Miles?..

Yah man! The two gay lookingwrestlers

..ahahaha...

Project Z, If you are watching... how about we, I mean the two of us..go out just for a night.. yah know what I am saying

...ahahahah....

Another Gay-like wrestler that got my attention is..

Weathrlight.. yah know man..

I can compare this starlet to John Cena or Batista.. eheheh... the three of them are all OVER RATED!

Ahahah...Pence just been lucky that he never been faced The Tropical tornado at the ring..man! if he did...his been on the hospital and not competing on his stupid matches and boring main events!

ahahah....

Oh! I almost forgot man! How about the bald guy, DEADFOOL? .. I mean deadpool..

I got a Theoya that his name was derived from his scalp.. yah yah yah!! because his hair are all dead full..nyahahaha...looking at the bald guys amuses me much.... as much as President Mac amuses me man...

I can still remember man! When I sneak through Monday night’s locker room at of the house show.. and I found myself on President Mac’s office...

I will never ever tell you what I’d seen... that I saw a couple of girly thongs and some sticky white fluids blow Mac’s table... no no no.. I won’t tell you that.... I will never ever tell you man if how many naked guy magazine that I had seen inside Hirsh’s bag? No no no.. I don’t saw it.. i am covering my left eye at I inspect Tim Hirsh’s bag... I will ask my right eye if he saw it..ahahah... I will not tell youthat i seen Pence Weatherlight’s picture inside deadpool’s wallet? Damn! I will not tll you that i witnessed that all... oooopppsss!!!!

Is that camera is rolling? Oh man! Shit! That’s all secrete.. folks don’t tell anybody that i seen it! Ahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!

Back to the weather report....

Mac’s brain will be stormy because of his stupid superstars... it will continue until he put the Tropical Tornado in the ring for some action...

Weatherlight’s weathr will not be light, but instead heavy rains and destructive wind and mayhem will soon arrive to destroy him...

Deadpools sun will not be sunny...it is just his heads reflections...ahahahah..
Tim Hirsh’s weather will be rainy and fog will come out to block his path to the future as courtesy of the tropical tornado...

Miles’ sun will not appear and shine, he will b in the dark as long as th tropical tornado is hre...ahaha

Deathlock will hav vry low humidity, and the spelling of his name DEATHLOCK will be turn to BADLUCK if find the Tropical Tornado on his way....

For both Gold and Silver.. high moist and humidity will cause the both of you to become rusty and eroded

That’s The Weather report for this night...

So Until Next time man,
Same Freakin Time...
Same F***ing channel..

I am your host... “The tropical Tornado”
Saying...
“Brace yourself.. or Fly home...Butt naked..”

Good night...


AIELLO: “What in the hell was that? ”

PIVEN: “I am pretty sure... Yes... I am DUMBER now that I saw that ”

AIELLO: “My head hurts ”

PIVEN: “My everything hurts, that was just... LLOYD... LLOYD!!!! ”

AIELLO: "LLOYD!!!!”

PIVEN: “Only I say Lloyd, I say Lloyd, LLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOYYYYYYD!!!!”

AIELLO: “Wait what's happening right now ”

PIVEN: “I'm *bleep*ing confused. Was that some Scientology video that just played? ”

AIELLO: “Science Tall Gee”

PIVEN: “Wow, Mac hires anyone these days... Thank goodness that Idiot is on Rampage ”

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MATCH TWO
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

Deadpool
-vs-
DeAndre Miles
-vs-
Hirsh Valentine[/center]



Jessica Stroup: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Triple Threat Match!

The lights dim as "I got a feeling" by Lil Wayne begins to play , Hirsh Valentine takes a step onto the runway as a thick mist of smoke covers his body. He jumps onto the ramp as pyrotechnics shoot into the air.

Jessica Stroup: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 205 lbs and standing at 6'1. Hailing from Munich, Germany....Hirsh Valentine!

Hirsh then makes his way to the ring where he poses for his countless fans.

Joe Aiello: Here comes Hirsh Valentine who has been on a relative dry spell in his recent matches.

Jeremy Piven: That is so true, but tonight he will have the opportunity for revenge against a man who beat him only one week ago in a Weapons match, Deadpool.

Joe Aiello: Yeah, it is a pretty big chance for Hirsh to climb out of this ditch he has been in recently. But even if he doesn't this is going to be a good match tonight.

Slim Thug's "I Run" is heard blasting through the arena's speakers as Miles swaggers through the the curtain and onto the stage, where he is greeted with a sea of boos. Miles raises his middles fingers up to the crowd as a response to their reaction towards him. He cracks a smirk and struts down the ramp with his head held high.

Jessica Stroup: Making his way to the ring next, weighing in at 145 lbs and standing at 5'7. Hailing from Compton, California.....DeAndre Miles!

He jogs up the ring steps and takes a good look at the crowd before nodding his head and entering the ring. He places his hands on his hips and starts nodding his head to the beat of his theme song until it dies off.

Joe Aiello: And theres another competitor in DeAndre Miles, this guy from what I hear is pretty good.

Jeremy Piven: Yeah and he is also going to Rampage once it is open, so lets not give this guy any credit.

Joe Aiello: Sedition will rule Brawl!

Jeremy Piven: Excuse me?

Joe Aiello: What?

Jeremy Piven: You just said Sedition will rule Brawl.

Joe Aiello: I have no idea what you are talking about.

Jeremy Piven: Whatever.

The crowd looks around wondering where Deadpool is at and as the fans begin to get disgruntled the sound a bomb horn starts playing over the PA system, the fans look confused as the Xtreme-otron begins to show scenes of war and bombs going off.

Jeremy Piven: What the hell is going on?

Joe Aiello: No clue, JP, but whatever it is...it is freaking me out.

Finally a whisper comes on over the PA system and the Xtreme-otron bursts to static.

Our orders are set...the war begins...are you ready to march with us?

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Joe looks over at Jeremy who quirks an eyebrow as all the lights in the stadium go off and the screen turns bright white and the bomb horn goes off. Clearly through out the stadium the sound of marching and a heart beat is heard and then the sound of gun fire as the white on the screen is filled with bullet holes. Which on closer inspection are easily recognizable as letters, the letters change from bullet holes to bold metallically gleaming letters, and the fans all begin to cheer as they realize what they spell. The letters "N.A.L." are clearly seen on the screen as the lights come back on and the screen clears completely, the fans all begin to chant "N.A.L." as smoke begins to come out of the bottom of the stage and covers the entrance of the entrance ramp. The opening guitar rift for "Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch rings out and the lights begin to flicker white to match the guitar. From within the smoke movement is seen as Pence and Deadpool step out to monstrous applause from the fans. Pence salutes the fans and Deadpool makes to cut his throat and this gets another loud pop from the fans, and after finishing they make their way down to the ring slapping hands as they go, Pence takes some extra time and poses for some pictures, but Deadpool gets right to the point, and makes his way to the ring. He gets on the apron and glares at both DeAndre and Hirsh who notice that Pence is getting on the apron too, and they quickly get out of the ring to allow Pence and Deadpool to have their space.

Pence and Deadpool go to the center of the ring and soak up all of the cheers, both men hold microphones in their hands, and the cameras in the arena all begin to flash, almost blinding them with how many photos are being taken. The fan's cheers die down as Deadpool brings the microphone to his lips.

Joe Aiello: What is this,a tag team match? I thought it was supposed to be a triple threat.

Jeremy Piven starts leafing through some papers on the announcers table.

Jeremy Piven: As far as I can tell Joe, it's still a triple threat. I have no idea why Pence Weatherlight is out here.

Deadpool holds the mic to his mouth.

Deadpool: CUT THE MUSIC! Guess what's back United Center?

The crowd roars a cheer that rocks the whole arena.

Deadpool: That's right Chicago. The New Age Legion is back in EWC.

The fans roar louder.

Deadpool: Ya know for some time I was sitting in the back, watching the Brawl show flourish and seeing all that had been accomplished. But I also noticed that certain people decided to come to our house and do whatever the hell they wanted to do. And you know something, that pissed me off. But I was focusing more on the King of the Cage Tournament at that time and there was nothing I could do about it. But now...now the King of the Cage is over and I am fully focused on Brawl. So to all those people out there who want to run their sucks about how great they are and decide to do whatever the hell they want, watch out behind you, because the N.A.L. is always watching.

The crowd roars in excitement again.

Deadpool: About three weeks ago Pence and I, were talking after our second round matches. We talked about his son and my wife, we talked about sports and tattoos, but than we talked about the business. And we both came to the conclusion that today, these kids have no respect for the men who paved the way. They think that because they were hot [censored] in some past federation they are hot [censored] here. No way. You gotta start from the ground up in THIS company. You earn everything you get. I did. Pence did. So what makes you any different? Nada boys. That is one thing Pence and I agreed we wouldn't ignore, the smart ass pups who think they run this place. Guess what boys. You don't run [censored].

Deadpool drops the mic and faces towards his two opponents for the night. Pence puts his microphone to his mouth.

Pence: Tonight we make a statement to the EWC and that statement is that the N.A.L. rules Brawl and that who ever thinks they are man enough or thinks they have the balls to step into the ring with one of us, we will put you back in your place. This means you Sedition, I am going to make it painfully clear, don't think your stupidity has gone unheard, and don't think the battle for the EWC can be won by kidnapping an announcer because that means jack diddly [censored] for everyone in this building and myself.

The fans erupt into cheers as Pence continues to speak.

Pence: Don't worry, tonight I'm not out here to help my friend Deadpool. No...I think Deadpool will be enough to fill your entertainment needs for this match tonight. But I will be out here...at the announcer table! Watching the match and giving it a little bit of that N.A.L. feel.

The fans cheer as Pence points to the nearby announcer table where Joe and Jeremy look surprised that they will be joined by Pence. Pence makes his way out of the ring and gives both Hirsh and DeAndre a look as he makes his way to the leather chair, where he takes a seat.

Jeremy Piven: Great to have you with us, Pence.

Pence: Good to be here.

The bell rings as all three men are now in the ring and the excitement of the arrival of the N.A.L. has died down, all three men stand around the ring in a triangle before finally DeAndre makes the first move by rushing forward toward Deadpool and hitting him with a cross body, Hirsh walks up behind DeAndre though and pulls him off of Deadpool and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. But he has turned his back on Deadpool for too long who came up behind him and running drop kicked him in the back, sending him face forward into the top-turnbuckle.

Pence: Get an eye full guys, that is real wrestling.

Joe Aiello: Yeah, I have to agree that was a pretty solid drop kick.

Hirsh falls back cluching his face and rolling out of the ring, DeAndre and Deadpool in the mean time are all locked up in the center of the ring, which is a big mistake as the smaller DeAndre is quickly over powered by Deadpool who irish whips him into the ropes and on the way back nails a powerful clothesline, the fans are on their feet cheering for him as well. Pence gives him some applause and Deadpool looks over to the announcer table where Pence gives him the thumbs up, but then points passed Deadpool to Hirsh who runs up and hits deadpool with a axe handle kick to the face. Deadpool goes down to the mat as Hirsh goes for the pin.

Joe Aiello: So much for real wrestling.

Jeremy Piven: This could be it!

1.....


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Interference!

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DeAndre pulls Hirsh off of Deadpool and then hits him in the gut with his foot and then while he is doubled over springs off the ropes and connects with a spring board leg drop across the neck of Hirsh.

Jeremy Piven: Now that was a beautiful leg drop.

Pence: I can agree with that.

As DeAndre goes to pin Hirsh, he doesn't even get the count as Deadpool pulls him off of him, and then picks him up to connect with a spinebuster with authority, the fans all cheer as Deadpool begins to stomp on the fallen DeAndre. Hirsh however is up, a little shaken, and notices that Deadpool is not paying attention to him again and rushes at him hitting a running bulldog on the way. Hirsh gets up from the mat quickly to find that DeAndre is already up and waiting for him, DeAndre doesn't waste time as he soars into the air with a flying clothesline by springing off of the ropes.

Joe Aiello: Jesus, this kid has some spunk.

Jeremy Piven: Sucks this kid is going to rampage.

DeAndre goes for the pin and the ref begins to count it out.

1....


2.....


Interference!

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Deadpool manages to deliver a elbow to the spine of DeAndre and then quickly get to his feet to pick up DeAndre and irish whip him to the turnbuckle in the corner. DeAndre slams back first into the post as Deadpool runs at him and delivers a big boot to DeAndre's face.

Jeremy Piven: That looked like it hurt.

Joe Aiello: Truly he is proving why he is a member of the N.A.L. tonight.

DeAndre falls to the mat and Deadpool pulls him by his arm to the center of the ring where he goes for the pin, but is caught by surprise by Hirsh who goes airborn with a flying elbow which would have hit Deadpool square in the back if he hadn't moved within seconds. Instead it hits DeAndre right in the center of the chest knocking the wind out of him, Hirsh gets up quickly, and doesn't waste any time getting into a slugfest with Deadpool. Hirsh manages to push Deadpool into a corner where the ref is forced to seperate the two, but as Hirsh is pulling back, he comes back in with shoulders to Deadpool's gut.

Pence: That looks pretty painful, I think that has happened to me before.

Jeremy Piven: It looks like Hirsh is trying to wear down Deadpool who defeated him last week with shoulders to the gut.

Finally Hirsh stops and pulls Deadpool out of the corner and then quickly snapmares him to the mat where he quickly delivers a drop kick to Deadpool's back.

Joe Aiello: They are really taking it to Deadpool tonight.

Jeremy Piven: They really want to knock Deadpool out of his second position on the power twenty five, that is for sure.

Hirsh picks up Deadpool, who is being worn down slowly, and goes to lift Deadpool up for a jack knife power bomb, but Deadpool counters and makes it into a makeshift DDT. Deadpool quickly goes for the pin.

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2.....


Shoulder Up!

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Jeremy Piven: Another dissapointing moment for Deadpool tonight.

Joe Aiello: I don't think they realise that DeAndre is about ready to pounce.

Both Deadpool and Hirsh are slow getting up, but as they do they turn to see DeAndre on the top turnbuckle, and before they can do anything to stop it they are both hit by a flying shoulder block. DeAndre is quick to capatalize as he goes to pin Deadpool.

Joe Aiello: This could be it!

1....


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Deadpool grabs the bottom rope and DeAndre growls in frustration as he gets up and begins to stomp on Deadpool, who is already quite out of it after the flying shoulder block. Finally the ref has to pull DeAndre off of Deadpool, but DeAndre then goes to stomp on Hirsh, and after four seconds is pulled off of his target again. DeAndre picks Hirsh up and then looks to the crowd as he hoists him up on his shoulder and delivers the free-fall to Hirsh Valentine. The crowd boos as DeAndre goes for the pin, this time on Hirsh.

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Kick Out!

[/b]

Pence: The kid can just not get a break can he?

As DeAndre complains to the ref about it being a slow count, the ref does not want to hear anything about it, and ignores him. DeAndre frustrated an irate, picks Deadpool up and prepares to use the free-fall on Deadpool, but Deadpool powers out of the hold, and as DeAndre turns to attack Deadpool, Deadpool hits the Fall from Grace, and the fans go crazy as Deadpool goes for the pin.

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3!

Jeremy Piven: Deadpool wins! He continues to be undefeated here on Brawl!

Joe Aiello: Good showing by Hirsh Valentine and DeAndre Williams, but it just wasn't enough to defeat the N.A.L.'s Deadpool tonight.

Winner via pinfall....Deadpool!

Pence leaves the commentating table to join Deadpool in the middle of the ring, they both pose for the camera, and the feed goes to comercial.

[President Mac]

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MATCH THREE
TAG TEAM MATCH

Vic Diaz & Eric Steel
-vs-
Project Zzyzx & William Rast[/center]


Project Zzyzx and William Rast make their way to the ring as Vic Diaz and Eric Steel are argue amongst each other in the ring.

Aiello – Looks like Z and Rast are gonna get front row seats to the Diaz-Steel show.

Piven - Eric Steel has been silent ever since Mac announced this tag match Joe, I don’t blame Vic for being pissed off.

Project Z and Rast enter the ring and watch as Eric and Vic argue. They look at each other, shrug, and William steps out of the ring, allowing Project Z to wrestle first. Vic throws his hands in the air and points to their opponents. He mumbles something to Eric and then steps out of the ring. Eric turns towards Project Z with a pissed off look on his face. The bell rings, and the two meet in the center of the ring.

Aiello – If he doesn’t calm down, she’s gonna use it against him.

Eric uses his strength to send Z into the ropes, but upon her return she hits him with a springboard dropkick. Eric Steel flies backwards into the ropes, catching himself, and shaking off the attack. He moves to the center of the ring and throws an over hand right. Z ducks and moves in behind him, grabs him around the waist, and trips him, sending him face first to the mat. Z locks in a rear naked choke, but Eric is able to use his strength to get to the ropes. The ref breaks them up and Eric walks over to Vic to tag him in.


Aiello – Vic Diaz is sitting in a chair along the outside of the ring. What the hell?

Piven – He doesn’t want to help his teammate Joe *laughs* talk about Karma!

Eric leans over the ropes and begins yelling at Vic. His words are cut short by a hard shot to the back. He turns to find William Rast smiling at him, but the smile fades and Rast kicks him in the gut, and lifts Steel into a spinning spinebuster. The sound of the slam rings in the crowds ears as they scream and cheer for the decimation of Eric Steel. As Rast begins to walk towards Steel he is tripped up. Rast turns to find a smiling Vic Diaz pointing at him. Vic returns to his chair and Rast gives him a funny look. Rast tags in Z and the two begin an onslaught of teamwork. Eric Steel lays limp in the ring and William Rast begins to do a Dance for the crowd.


Aiello – These two are clearly bored JP.

Piven - …..*snoring*…..

Z taps Rast on the shoulder and says something to him. He shrugs and nods his head. Z places her foot on the KO’d Eric Steel and the ref slides in for the three count.

Hebner – 1…….2……..3!

Stroup – Your winners, William Rast and Project Z!

Johnny Insane walks out from behind the curtains with no music playing and passes a happy William Rast and Project Zzyzx.

Eric looks at Johnny wondering what exactly is on Johnny’s mind just minutes before his handicap match against Kyle Deathlocke and Jason Burgess.

Johnny enters the ring and looks at Eric Steel.

Eric looks Johnny in the eyes who says something quietly and extends his hand.

Eric wipes his face and goes to accept the handshake.

As he does, though, Johnny Insane gives Eric one swift kick to the go nads. Eric flops to the ground and Johnny Insane begins to stomp away on Eric like he was a cock roach.

Piven - Johnny Insane has completely snapped here! And with his handicap later tonight, I can’t say I blame him.

Eric Steel begins to fight back a little bit and gets back to his feet. As he begins to gain the upper hand with a few punches to the face, Johnny pulls Eric Steel in and delivers a knee lift to the gut.

With Eric Steel doubled over, Johnny lifts Eric Steel into the air and delivers “It Came from Mexico” right in the center of the ring. Johnny stands up and looks at the lifeless body with a sadistic look on his face.

Finally, EMTs and refs come out to check on Eric as security forces Johnny Insane to the back.

[President Mac]

Alex Tripp, Project Zzyzx and William Rast are finishing up a conversation when President Mac comes around the corner

MAC: "Guys, I'm glad I bumped into you. I just wanted to say that I was really impressed with your performances here tonight"

Mac and Rast shake hands

WR: "Well I won't take all the credit, Project (pronouncing the letters as a word) Zzzzzwhyzzzzexxx sure held her own"

TRIPP: "Project Zzyzx is happy to have been apart of the match"

MAC: "Well anyways, I just wanted to say that I am really impressed with the two of you. You've both won Battle Royals within a week apart of each other and the fan base for the two of you is really big and good for business"

TRIPP: "Great for business"

MAC: "Right, thanks. Great for business. So anyways, next week. Denver. I want the two of you in my Main Event. Whoever wins the Main Event tonight, will be your opponent next week in a Triple Threat match... How does that sound?

WR: "That's Rasting fantastic, count me in"

Alex Tripp smiles and nods at Project Zzyzx

TRIPP: "Count Us in also"

MAC: "Great... Enjoy the rest of your night..."

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MATCH FOUR

Aiden Gold
-vs-
Anthony Silver[/center]



A mellow dramatic guitar rift chimes through the PA as smoke engulfs the entrance corridor. The trembling audience ignites into a frantic roar of cheers and chants as the prologue to “Ecstasy of Gold” concludes, and the first instrumental verse begins. Aiden Gold bursts through the smoke, the audience welcomes him with continued cheers and chants, stretching his arms out, he absorbs the energy.

Aiello – Aiden Gold made one heck of an introduction last week by beating John Carlisle in a very close match. Carlisle was given the main event this week, and Aiden Gold is now placed before one of the EWC’s rising stars, Anthony Silver.

Piven – Gold did a hell of job, and this match isn’t gonna to be any easier. Anthony Silver is a very gifted athlete, and even though he lost to Pence Weatherlight, he showed that he had the guts and talent to stand in that ring with the best.

Aiden moves to his right of the entrance ramp and begins to slap hands and interact with the fans. He takes a poster from a female fan reading “F**K Diamonds, I’d rather have GOLD” and holds it high over his head. He hands the poster back to the fan and steps across the ramp to the other side, continuing to slap hands and interact with the people. He reaches ring side and walks around to the ring stairs. He stops at the top and looks out at the crowd as they continue to support him. He steps through the ropes, climbs one of the turnbuckles, and points to the crowd. The cheers and chants fall into sequence as he climbs down from the turnbuckle.

Aiello – The crowd is really responding to this kid.

Piven – He’s young and entertaining Joe, why wouldn’t they?

The room’s attention is turned back to the entrance corridor as “I hear Voices…” bounces around the auditorium. The song continues as Tiffany Justice makes her way out. She turns her back to the crowd and waits as Anthony Silver walks out to a welcoming crowd.

Aiello – Here he is folks, Anthony Silver. Just a few matches into his EWC and he was already given a main event spot against Pence Weatherlight last week. Pence was the better man that night, but Anthony gave him hell.

Piven – Tiffany Justice, my god, what a babe. The things I would do to her Joe…

Aiello – One can only imagine J.P.

The crowd begins to chant “Sil-ver” as Tiffany and Anthony make their way to the ring. Anthony shakes hands and high fives fans as they approach the ring. Tiffany climbs up first, followed by Silver. He places one foot on the middle rope, his right hand on the top rope, and stretches them open for Tiffany to climb through. Silver steps through the ropes as Tiffany approaches Aiden Gold.

Aiello – A known fact is that Tiffany Justice is not only Anthony Silvers manager, she is also Aiden Golds.

Tiffany ruffles Aiden’s hair and walks back over to Anthony. The two men lock eyes, nod, and wait for the bell.

Piven – I wish she’d come ruffle my feathers like that.

Aiello – Easy boy, easy!

The bell sounds; Aiden and Anthony make their way to the center of the ring. Standing face to face, Silver slightly taller, yet neither intimidated, neither blinking, both sporting blank, emotionless faces. The tension in the room metamorphosis’s into confusion as Aiden and Anthony shake hands and smile. Tiffany approaches both men and hands them microphones.

Aiello – Wait a minute…what’s going on here?

Piven – Looks like Silver and Gold have something to say Joe.

Aiden and Anthony look at each other, exchange a few words, and then Anthony extends his hand out as if he is giving the stage to Aiden. Aiden looks around at the crowd, raises his hands in the air, and smiles as the audience begin to cheer.

HELLOOOOOO CHICAGOOOOOO!

A rumble of excitement rings out.

You beautiful people are probably wondering WHAT is going ON?

He lowers the mic – pausing before continuing.

I know that you paid good money to see a match take place between Anthony Silver and myself. And as hard as it is for me to not give the fans what they want; I feel that what we have in store for you is something each and every one of you will appreciate.

Three questions are going to come to mind here tonight. Three questions that I am about to answer. Question number one…you wanna know why Anthony Silver and I are not beating the daylights out of each other right now. The answer to that question is best answered by planting a seed in your mind that will grow into your second question.

You see, the EWC is missing something. Now don’t get me wrong, the EWC has a lot of things. The EWC has the greatest management in the world. The EWC has the greatest athletes in the world. The EWC has the greatest production in the world. The EWC has the greatest prize in the world. But of all these things, of all these great things, it is still missing something.

He lowers the mic and paces the ring a moment, looking out into the puzzled crowd.

The EWC is missing…the Elements of Excellence.

Tiffany Justice makes her way to the center of the ring. She rips her jacket off revealing a T-Shirt reading ‘Elements of Excellence.’

Question number two…what is the Elements of Excellence? WE are the Elements of Excellence. Together, Anthony Silver and Aiden Gold will take the EWC by storm. The Elements of Excellence will give the EWC a new backbone, a new foundation. Together we will rid this place of the arrogance of men like John Carlisle and the Styles brothers. Together we will expose Pence Weatherlight for the true bad guy that he is. Together we will take the EWC Championship and International Title, toss them over our shoulders, and provide the necessary leadership this place deserves.

The cheers and chants engulf the entire auditorium.

Question number three, what are our intentions? Anthony Silver is by far the greatest athlete in this business. He is technically gifted in ways that men would sell their soul to the devil for. I know what he has his eyes fixed on, and he will soon show this company that he has what it takes to win, defend, and give honor to the EWC Championship.

As for me, I’ve set my sights high. You see I’m relatively new to this sport; I don’t have the years of experience like most of the talent that inhabits the EWC. I am humbled by my win over John Carlisle, and even though I disagree with his view on things, as well as his arrogance, I by no means think that I am a better person than he is. I know that John is a gifted man, and I am thankful that last Monday was my night to shine. But don’t confuse my respectfulness with weakness. I may be a nice guy, but I will do what it takes to achieve my goals.

When I look inward, I see two things. I see potential, and I see the International Title. I know that I have the intelligence and athleticism to one day rival men like Anthony Silver here. With his guidance, I will get there. But I also know that the pressures of being a world champion is something I have never experienced, and I am not so arrogant as to believe that I am special, and that these things would not affect me.

My future is crystal clear, and the road is set before me. All that’s left is for me to get to the end. The Elements of Excellence is here, and we are not some simple stable containing mere associates who pass each other in the hallways, pretending to be friends. Anthony Silver and I are brothers through and through. My life is in his hands, and his life is in mine.

Monday Night Brawl deserves real leadership among its athletes, and so do each and every one of you. Together, we will be that leadership. And the Elements of Excellence will be taking each and every one of you with us.

Aiden lowers his mic and turns to Anthony Silver. The two slap hands as Anthony Silver takes the center of the ring.

After all these years, you people still give me a reason to climb back into this ring. Man, it feels good to be me right now.

The crowd begins to chant “Sil-ver.”

I want to introduce someone that is very special to me, someone that is very special to Aiden. Without her, we wouldn’t be where we are today. Ladies and Gents, the intellectual eyes of Elements of Excellence…Tiffany Justice.

Tiffany struts around the ring, waving to the fans; the fans whistle and cheer.

You see we are here because Brawl needs true heroes. I watched and listened to Pence give some blown out story of why he needs to be World champion, he says for the fans? He acts like he is some baby face leader. He tells everyone he cares for the fans, but then he comes out and cusses and insults almost everyone on the roster. A hero doesn't have to resort to cursing in order to get their point across. A hero doesn't have to insult and try and bring down others in order to achieve success. Last week I called out Pence for the errors in his speech, but all he did was ignore my call and make claim to something that made no sense. Pence can believe all he wants that he is deserving of the World Championship, but he sure doesn't act like a champion should. He doesn't carry his head like a champion should, and soon enough we will meet again. We will meet in the ring and it won't be some slap stick comedy act like he tries to pull on all of you each week, it will be a real wrestling battle, and I will come out victorious.

Just listen to Pence, and you will all see what I am talking about. Do I come out here and give anything but my best? Of course I do, but you know what Pence calls me and others like myself, others who work hard for the fans? He calls us 'second rate talent'. Now people, is that anyway to talk about your fellow roster members? I've already mentioned how almost every sentence he spews is filled with slander and cursing, what kind of ROLE MODEL is that? Pence is no hero to the fans, he is merely someone who can't keep his mouth clean. Just this week he called his opponent 'lower than the dirt'. COME ON! Pence, you continue to say you need the title, deserve the title, and you say you WILL get the title. Not as long as Elements of Excellence is here!

The crowd begins to see that Silver speaks the truth. They start to agree with him.

Have I opened your eyes my friends? Have you seen the light? Silver and Gold are here, and we are the only true heroes on this roster. We are here to save you from the viscous snakes in the grass. We are here to reveal things for what they truly are, and only when they are tested by Silver and Gold will the pure remain! So I will say this one more time, Pence, you are no face. You are no champion of the people, you are merely a coward who week after week insults and belittles all those around you. To me, that screams villain. You have just been exposed my friend.

Anthony walks around the ring, seeing that the crowd is listening to his every word.

And one more thing about Pence before I move on. This man claims to be 6 feet tall, and 250 pounds. Have you all seen this man? Clearly he is nowhere near 250 pounds. He looks like a stick with legs and he wants to make false records about his stature? More lies that he continues to feed to each and every one of you! Pence, you and I will fight again. It is truly what the fans deserve to see. They deserve to see you dethroned from your arrogance tower on which you stand.

Anthony smiles at Tiffany and Gold. He continues.

There is no doubt that the Brawl roster is loaded with talent, and one by one I will face them. Whether it be Project Zzyzx or Deadpool. I will meet them all in this ring, and I will give them matches they will never forget. I will bring back the true excitement to Brawl, and with my partners Tiffany and Aiden, we will stand above the rest because of the honor in our hearts. The Elements of Excellence are here my friends, my fans, my fellow lovers of wrestling. We are here to shock the very foundations of this company, and we will leave our mark for all time.

The Elements of Excellence stand in the center of the ring absorbing the crowd’s energy. Tiffany climbs out of the ring, and Aiden Gold follows close by. Anthony Silver remains in the ring, and as Aiden’s feet touch the floor, the referee begins to count. Anthony turns to the ref and smiles, he looks at Aiden and the two begin to laugh.

Earl Hebner – 8….9….10! He’s out!


WINNER: Anthony Silver


Anthony Silver raises his hands high in the air as the crowd begins to cheer and laugh. Aiden pretends to cry and complain, stomping around the outside of the ring. Anthony climbs down from the ring and the three make their way to the back.

[President Mac]

The camera comes backstage just moments before Johnny Insane’s handicap match, and he is seen walking down the hallways pulling up the sleeves on his left arm. As he reaches the entrance tunnel, Ace Heart walks up to him.

Ace Heart: “Johnny, do you care to explain what exactly that assault on Eric Steel was about?”

Johnny Insane: “Isn’t it obvious Ace? Eric Steel is dead weight. Why the hell should I be in charge of carrying his ass? Why should I continue to pick up wins as he can’t even manage to beat a team that has a queer and a brain washed little girl on it? Why the hell should I be talked about in a negative way just because Eric Steel can’t keep up? You know, if you ask me… I think it’s time for the view of EWC to change… Critically.”

With that, Johnny Insane continues to walk down the hallway to the entrance gate for his handicap match.

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MATCH FIVE
HANDI-CAP MATCH

Jason Burgess & Kyle Deathlocke
-vs-
Johnny Insane[/center]


"Heart of a Champion" by Nelly begins to play and Johnny Insane comes out from behind the curtains, hopping on his right leg, then doing a 360 degree turn with his arms stretched out. He begins walking down the ring with a confident swagger. He gets to the ring and goes to his right. He runs and hops onto the apron and flips into the ring. He goes to the turnbuckles and places his left foot on the top as he points to the skies, dedicating each match to his dead baby brother.

Aiello – Johnny Insane is looking fit and ready to roll JP.

Piven – This is a very talented kid, but against two more talented men, I think he is going to need a little bit of help to get this win tonight.

As "Heir To the Throne" by I Am Abomination plays over the PA system, Kyle Deathlocke and Jason Burgess make their way down to the ring. Kyle ignores the crowd; Burgess is focused on the task at hand. Both men climb into the ring from different corners. Earl Hebner separates Johnny Insane from Kyle and Jason by standing in the center of the ring.

Aiello – Jason Burgess makes his return to the ring JP, wow, look at the expression on his face…awesome.

Piven – Deathlocke as well, both of these men look like they are ready for battle.

Earl Hebner faces Kyle and Jason and asks them to pick who will start the match. After a quick back and forth, Kyle Deathlocke is selected. Johnny Insane paces the opposite side of the ring, never taking his eyes off Kyle.

Aiello – So it appears the Kyle will be starting things off instead of Jason Burgess.

Piven – He’ll get his turn, I’m sure Jason wants Kyle to wear Johnny down a bit before he gets in the ring. Jason hasn’t wrestled in front of a crowd of this size in a long time.

Aiello – You could be right JP, either way, this match will be electrifying.

Earl Hebner backs away as Johnny and Kyle prepare. The bell rings and both men approach the center of the ring and lock-up. Kyle breaks the hold and backs away, looking into Johnny’s eyes. Johnny taunts him, and Kyle smiles. They lock up again, but Kyle hits Johnny in the gut with his hip, and then attempts a hip toss. Johnny nullifies the hip toss and suplexes Kyle. Kyle grabs his back in pain and Johnny points to Burgess, taunting him.

Aiello – Wow, Johnny taking little time to tap into the technical side of things.

Piven – I don’t think Kyle was expecting that kind of power so early on Joe.

Johnny pulls Kyle to his feet and sends him into the ropes. Upon Kyles return Johnny jumps for a drop kick, but Kyle stops just short, and Johnny hits the ground. Kyle mocks Johnny and the crowd begins to boo. Johnny climbs to his feet with a smirk on his face. He acts like he is dusting something off his shoulder, and the two men lock up in the center of the ring again. Kyle hits Johnny with few punches while in the clinch, and follows by sending Johnny into the ropes. Johnny bounces off the ropes but is stunned from a knee to the back from Burgess. The referee approaches Jason and the two begin to argue. Kyle approaches Johnny and Johnny hits him with a low blow. Kyle topples over and Johnny capitalizes by hitting Kyle with a spinning heel kick. The ref turns back towards the action just as Johnny goes for the pin.

Aiello – The ref didn’t see the low blow.

Piven – Hey, Jason hit him with an illegal shot, he was just following suit.

1…2….Kyle kicks out. Johnny gets to his feet and points to Jason with a threatening look on his face. Jason smiles as Kyle gets to his feet and runs at Johnny. Johnny ducks the attempted clothesline and Kyle drives himself into the ropes. He looks over and Jason and Jason sticks his hand out for the tag. Johnny backs up a bit and places his hands on his knees. Kyle smirks at Jason, and then tags him in. Jason steps through the ropes and Johnny waves for him to “come on.”

Aiello – It seems like YEARS since Jason was in the ring JP.

Piven – Well there is only one way to knock the dust off them bones Joe, and Johnny looks like he is ready to help.

The two men lock up in the middle of the ring, but Jason gets the upper hand with knee to the abdomen. He follows with swinging DDT and Johnny appears hurt. Jason pulls him to his feet and sends him into the ropes. He hits Johnny with a drop kick and quickly gets to his feet. He mounts Johnny and begins raining down punches. The ref pulls Jason off after several shots, and the crowd begins to cheer. Jason taunts the crowd, paying no attention to Johnny.

Aiello – Jason appears to be really please with himself.

Piven – He’s a showman Joe, the people love a showman.

Jason turns back towards Johnny but is hit with a super kick. The crowd “oos” as Jason cups his face. Johnny pulls Jason to his knees and then hits him with a buzzsaw kick. The force sends Jason to mat, and Johnny pulls him to his feet. Jason is staggering a bit from the powerful kick and Johnny takes the time to set up for another super kick. He taunts the crowd, they respond with boos, he then drives forward and kicks Jason in the face, sending him flying back to his corner. Johnny approaches Jason, pulls him to his feet, and then lifts him, sitting him on the top turnbuckle. Jason hits Johnny with a shot to the face, and then tags Kyle in. Unaware that Jason tagged in Kyle, Johnny begins to hit Jason in the stomach with his forearm. Kyle creeps into the ring and sneaks up behind Johnny, he taps Johnny on the back and as Johnny turns, Jason jumps off and hits Johnny with a swinging DDT. Jason slides out of the ring.

Aiello – Oh my, Jason getting one last shot in before getting out of there in a hurry.

Piven – Johnny is finding out what teamwork is all about Joe. That was fantastic.

Kyle pulls Johnny to his feet and hits him with a European uppercut. Johnny staggers back and Kyle continues his onslaught of punches. Kyle locks up with Johnny, throws his arm over his head, and suplexes Johnny. Johnny grabs at his back in pain, and rolls over onto stomach, continue to arch in pain. Kyle grabs Johnny’s legs and lifts Johnny into a ” Requim In Sj Minore,” pinning Johnny. Earl slides in for the count.

Aiello – HOLY CRAP. Did you see that move JP?

Piven – Wow, Johnny is in a world of hurt right now.

Hebner – 1……………..2……………………3!

Aiello – Kyle Deathlocke gets the pin. Johnny insane was just outmatched JP, there were just too many.

Piven – He showed a tremendous amount of heart Joe, I think anyone will be questioning that any time soon.

Your winners…Kyle Deathlocke and Jason Burgess!

Jason enters the ring and the two men begin to double team Johnny insane as we cut to commercial.

[President Mac]

The lights dim.

The TitanTron flickers on.

The letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flash across the screen.

The thousands in attendance jump to there feet in excitement and start pounding there feet on the ground and clapping there hands creating the sound:

BoomBoom CLAP!
BoomBoom CLAP!
BoomBoom CLAP!

Coming Undone by Korn now begins to blast over the P.A

Pyros explode up and down the entrance Ramp and all around the entrance stage. Once the smoke begins to settle an old-style movie curtain parts at the top of the ramp. Two roving spotlights pan and fix on center. There, President Mac stands, head bowed in his signature sun glasses, arms out-stretched with clenched fists. And as the lyrics kick in, and the fans sing along, Mac clap-clap-stomps toward the ring, slapping hands.

At ringside, he takes off his "specs" and gives them to a young fan. Mac pauses in front of the ring and stares out at the capacity crowed chanting his name, he smiles, soaking it all in.

Then he hops the top rope and stands half way up the turnbuckle, posing for the thousands of camera flashes all over the arena.

AIELLO: “Wow, I haven't seen that entrance in a long long time”

PIVEN: “Mac looks like he is ready for a match right here, right now...”

MAC: "Hurricane Jeff...."

Boo's start to pour in for the once loved Hurricane Jeff. Mac laughs and shakes his head

AIELLO: “They don't like him in Chicago”

PIVEN: “They don't like him in any EWC arena right now”

MAC: "Christmas Chaos"

A Chant of APW SUCKS starts to fill the arena

MAC: "The RETURN of the Greatest One!!"

The entire arena explodes in cheers and chants for Mac

AIELLO: “This is incredible, the moment many have been waiting for. The Return to the Ring by President Mac”

PIVEN: “One word Aiello... Mac Attack!”

MAC: "That's right, on December 20th, in the Staples Center, I will be taking on APW President, Hurricane Jeff. Now as many of you know... this match is taking place under APW rules, under APW management and under APW supervision. But don't let that worry any of you one bit. Your President is ready and willing to walk into HIS arena and show him that when you smack talk the EWC and it's fans... You get the MAC ATTACK IN YOUR FACE"

A huge E-W-C chant is now circulating and Mac imitates Hulk Hogan with the hand to the ear in each of the four corners of the ring brining an even bigger cheer from the fans

AIELLO: “This is hilarious, Mac the entertainer”

PIVEN: “Wait a minute... Someone is coming down the ramp”

Nathaniel Broadway makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring standing next to Mac

Nathaniel Broadway raises the microphone to his mouth.

Broadway - I've been a man of few words lately, been busting my ass to make sure things are taken care of around, to make sure things run smoothly. Guys like Jeff want to talk shit about the EWC, and the way things are run. Funny thing is, he wasn't bitching when his opportunities in the EWC were his number one priority. He only started pissing on the EWC after he pulled the APW out of his ass, and he thinks the love he gave the EWC in the past no longer stands? He's a fraud, and the only reason he is calling us out is because he knows the EWC can destroy his precious little federation.

You know, I don't have a problem with Jeff, or the APW for that matter. But I do have a problem with people who can't coexist. There is room for both of us Jeff, but you had to keep pushing. Fine. You want problems? You got em'...a fucking hadful of em'

I'm not letting you walk into this trap alone Mac, count me in on the trip

The entire arena explodes in cheers and chants for Broadway

AIELLO: “This is incredible, Broadway on APW soil! I love it”

PIVEN: “It's a smart move, who knows what kind of crap Jeff has planned”

MAC: "I appreciate that very much my friend, but I...."

Mac is interrupted by another burst of cheers from the fans as Hirsh Valentine, Project Zzyzx, Jonathan Carlisle, Kyle Deathlocke, and William Rast make there way down the ramp one by one and enter the ring

AIELLO: “Look at this support... It's incredible”

PIVEN: “I'm impressed but not surprised. The whole damn roster should be out here right now But I suppose the Oceanic 6 will do”

AIELLO: “Nice LOST reference”

PIVEN: “Final season comes in 2010... That's LOST, the FINAL Season. You can purchase Season 5 right now on the EWC Website”

Alex Tripp and Project Zzyzx stand in the ring, Tripp holding the microphone.

Alex Tripp: Look, President Mac, this whole idea of you going to APW has been drawing media attention all over the world. And as you know, I am a businessman above all else. My business is this woman standing next to me. I want exposure and name recognition, and there's no better way to do this than to have Zzyzx and I at your side when you go over to APW. Plus, who else would you want helping you? Zzyzx is the best this company has to offer

Comfortably in the squared circle, The White Rose glances around from behind darkened designer sunglasses, a slight grin cracking across his face. Being a WWA talent, fresh into the EWC and now interrupting proceedings with the APW, his presence could swing either way: but he utters the words every fan had hoped for, affirming his association with President Mac and the Extreme Wrestling Corporation in definitive fashion.

John Carlisle: Mac, hope you don’t mind me being out here. I know, I know… I’m not technically EWC property. But the way I see it, if one man is going to make a permanent mark on this place, Hurricane Jeff can get in line behind me.

Scattered roars of approval go up, as another talent declares their affinity toward the federation.

John Carlisle: Don’t for one second think I’m sticking my head up management’s ass or kissing the EWC logo though. When push comes to shove, The Conman is loyal only to The Conman. That’s the way it is, and that’s the way it’s staying. But hell, if this is what it takes to get some god damn respect around these parts, I’ll hop in a hummer with you, we’ll crash APW, we’ll knock every one of their men’s heads off one by one, then I’ll stick my foot so far up Jeff’s ass that every breath he takes from now on has to pay protection money to my toes.

Cheers and applause echo through the atmosphere as The White Rose desperately fights the urge not to chuckle at the reception.

John Carlisle: Mac, don’t consider this a friendship. But whilst ever the APW is trying to steal my spotlight here in the EWC, consider this a very serious alliance. I don’t stand for shit from anybody, let alone some Stan Lee comic parody. What do you reckon, Mac? I’m offering you a treaty here, sign it or eat it, it’s your call.

Discarding his microphone, Carlisle holds still and stern momentarily, before cocking his head back slightly and extending a hand toward Mac. After a brief moment of awkward silence in the stands, Mac nods and accepts the handshake. APW will be watching with fear as EWC welcomes their proverbial trump card in the pending battle.

~"Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria plays as Vic walks down the ramp. His usual pyro hits and Vic is seen smiling as if to show support for the EWC President~
[Vic]

Wow, would you look at this? Our president is going to fight for the good name of EWC at APW's Pay-per-view! Today, he has proven that in order to lead, you must be able to fight for your people! You see, this is what wrestling used to be! This is what I joined this business for! Well, Mac, you can believe the hardcore legend when I say.........

~The crowd waits in anticipation~

[Vic]

You're a fool.

AIELLO: What the hell? What is Vic thinking?

[Vic]

Allow me to tell you something you already know. You see, Mac, I am a member of both camps, both EWC and APW. And I've been in both companies long enough to know who is the best, who is the smartest, and who can win in a battle between the two. And let me tell you, Hurricane Jeff is the far better man.

~Crowd boos as they hear Vic's statement~

[Vic]

I mean really? Do you actually think you can go into Jeff's backyard, the APW, and beat him? He's gonna have the entire APW roster behind him! It doesn't matter who you take, because he's got all his troops lined up and ready for battle! I'm sorry Mac, but if you're gonna do this, Vic Diaz will have no choice but to do the unimaginable.

~Vic's music hits as Vic leaves the ring. Vic walks up the ramp, and mouths the words "big mistake" as he leaves the arena. The crowd fills the arena with boos, followed by chants of "you sold out!" "you sold out!"~

Stroup: “It is now time for our main event of the evening!
The following contest, is a special 30 Minute Iron Man Match.
The rules are as follows.
The match will continue for 30 minutes straight, no interruptions, no time outs.
The man who scores the most pinfalls over his opponent in the 30 minute time limit, will be declared the winner!

Introducing first,
Originally from Yorkshire, England and now hailing from the Valleys Of Tennessee,
Weighing in at 225 lbs,
And standing at 6 feet and 1 inch,
‘THE WHITE ROSE’ JONATHAN CARLISLE!!!”

The match everyone has been waiting for is about to unfold. Darkness befalling the seats, smoke gushing from every corner and crevice of the active zone, buzzes of bass rise and fall. No sooner have the guitars set in, than the enter arena is on their feet.

KILL ME IF YOU DARE!!

HOLD MY HEAD UP EVERYWHERE!!

KEEP MYSELF RIDING ON THIS TRAAAAIN!!


I'M THE UNDERDOG!!

LIVE MY LIFE ON A LULLABY!!

KEEP MYSELF RIDING ON THIS TRAIN!!

KEEP MYSELF RIIIDING ON THIIIS TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!!

The curtains are torn apart with the utmost of physical menace, as the re-vitalised and prepared 'Underdog' approaches the fight of his life. The more traditional black trunks replacing his formerly favoured cut-off jeans, and the re-instatement of elbow and knee protection, there is no question than Carlisle is thoroughly committed to emerging victorious.

Though mixed, the response is deafening, and by all accounts an undeniable encouragement to the entrant. He makes his way to the ring, bypassing his legions of fans and critics. His goal simple, his aim well-defined. Be Gods on his side or not, he shall not leave the night unsuccessful. He rubs both hands together in the final stages of his ringside descent, and hastily hops over the ring ropes. A brief moment of tension ensues, but is brushed quickly aside as Carlisle thrusts his arm up, then makes a simple belt gesture around his waist.

Stroup: “And his opponent,
Hailing from Hershey, Pennsylvania,
Weighing in at 250 lbs,
And standing at 6 feet,
PENCE WEATHERLIGHT!!!”

The Xtreme-Otron bursts to static as the lights all dim down and begin to flash different colors at random, the fans turn their eyes to the entrance ramp, as all the light go out. A voice comes out over the speakers saying "Baby don't fear the Reaper." and then the lights come on. "Everything" by Pillar hits the speakers now and the lights begin to flicker red, white, and blue. The fans all begin to cheer as Pence emerges on to the Entrance ramp wearing a red, white, and blue vest with a pair of black and blue shorts, he salutes the fans who all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event". Pence makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands, and taking poses so that the fans can take pictures of him. He finally makes it into the ring and then jumps up on to one of the turnbuckles and flexes. He then jumps down and repeats the process on the opposite sides turnbuckle, before finally jumping down, and going to the middle.

AIELLO: “Pence has been on a roll on Monday Night Brawl as of late. Can Jonathan Carlisle end Pence’s main event winning streak.”

PIVEN: “Only time will tell.”

The two competitors step to the center of the ring. The ref calls for the bell and they lock up. Both men struggle to get the upper hand. Eventually Pence gains the advantage and twists Carlisle’s arm. Carlisle reverses the hold and whips Pence off the ropes. Pence rebounds off the ropes and Carlisle catches him with a Hip Toss. Pence hits the mat and quickly bounces up to his feet. Carlisle dashes at him and attempts a Clothesline. Pence ducks it and Carlisle bounces off the ropes. Pence hits him with a dropkick on the rebound. Carlisle hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. He stands near the apron to regroup.

Pence runs at the ropes and leaps through the second rope with a Suicide Dive. Carlisle sidesteps him and Pence flies headfirst into the steel guardrail. Pence rolls around in pain. Carlisle picks Pence up and whips him towards the ringpost. Pence crashes into the steel ringpost and falls down to the ground. Carlisle climbs up on the apron. Pence gets up on his feet and Carlisle jumps off the apron and hits him with a Double Axe Handle. Carlisle picks Pence up and sets him up for a Suplex. He snaps back and delivers a Snap Suplex. Pence hits the concrete hard. Carlisle picks him up and throws him into the ring. Carlisle gets up on the apron and scales the top rope. Before he gets a chance to leap off the top Pence gets on his feet and falls on the top rope. This causes Carlisle to lose his balance. Carlisle loses his footing and drops off the top rope and falls face first onto the concrete on the outside.

PIVEN: “Looks like Jonathan Carlisle just found a way to save on plastic surgery. He just got a free nose job.”

AIELLO: “I don’t think flat as a pancake is a good nose style these days.”

Pence rolls outside the ring and picks Carlisle up. Carlisle is bleeding from his nose. Pence rolls him back into the ring. Pence climbs in after him and goes for the cover 1, 2, Carlisle kicks out. Pence picks Carlisle up and whips him to the corner. Carlisle rests in the corner and Pence climbs up on the second turnbuckle. He lays into Carlisle with punches to the head
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Pence falls back and flips Carlisle over him with a Monkey Flip. Pence bounces off the ropes and drops down on Carlisle with a Leg Drop. Pence covers him again

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Carlisle kicks out. Pence lifts Carlisle to his feet. Pence hits him with a knee to the gut. He bounces off the ropes and catches Carlisle with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Pence climbs up to the top rope. He leaps off with an Elbow Smash, but Carlisle rolls out of the way. Pence crashes down to the mat. Both men slowly get up on their feet. Pence is up first and he darts at Carlisle. Carlisle catches him with a Drop Toe Hold. Pence quickly gets up on his feet, but Carlisle grabs him in Full Nelson. He lifts him up in the air and slams him down to the mat with a Full Nelson Suplex. Carlisle climbs up to the top rope. Pence gets up on his feet and Carlisle dives off the rope. He hits Pence with a Diving Spear. Carlisle goes for the cover 1, 2, Pence kicks out.

AIELLO: “Back and forth action so far. Neither man has been able to get the upper hand long enough to score a fall.”

PIVEN: “We’ve still got a long way to go here.”

Carlisle picks Pence up and tosses him out of the ring. As Pence gets up on his feet, Carlisle slingshots himself to the outside and drops down on Pence with a Cross Body Block. Carlisle drags Pence over to the broadcast table. He attempts to smash Pence’s head down on the table, but Pence resists. Pence hits Carlisle with an elbow and smashes his head on the table. Pence then slams Carlisle down to the concrete with a Sidewalk Slam. Pence picks him up and lays him out on the broadcast table. Pence slides into the ring. He Springboards off the top rope and flies down with a Leg Drop. Pence drops down on Carlisle and they crash through the broadcast table. The table break into pieces and both men lie in the wreckage.

AIELLO: “There goes my dream of having one night where our broadcast table can remain in tact.”

PIVEN: “Joe, that is one dream that I promise you will never come true.”

Pence slowly get up to his feet. He picks up the lifeless body of Carlisle and tosses him in the ring. Pence climbs into the ring and lifts Carlisle onto his feet. He sets him up for BATTLE TESTIMONY, but Carlisle hits him with knees to the gut to break Pence off. Pence stumbles back. He gains his balance and runs towards Carlisle. Carlisle catches and rolls him up in a Small Package. The ref counts him down

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Jonathan Carlisle – 1 / Pence Weatherlight – 0

AIELLO: “Jonathan Carlisle surprises Pence Weatherlight with the first fall of the evening.”

PIVEN: “But, will it be enough to win tonight.

Pence quickly gets up on his feet. Clearly frustrated by losing the first fall. He runs at Carlisle and takes him down with a Clothesline. Pence stomps down on Carlisle’s chest. Pence grabs him by the leg and applies a Figure Four Leg Lock. Carlisle fights to get out of the hold. Pence applies more pressure as Carlisle tries to escape. The ref asks Carlisle if he wants to quit, but Carlisle refuses. Carlisle musters all his strength and rolls over, reversing the Figure Four into an Indian Deathlock. Pence quickly pulls himself towards the ropes. The ref forces Carlisle to release the hold. Both men get up on their feet. They exchange punches back and forth. Carlisle tries for a punch, but Pence ducks it. He grabs Carlisle and executes BATTLE TESTIMONY. Pence goes for the cover

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Jonathan Carlisle – 1 / Pence Weatherlight – 1

PENCE: “Just like that, Pence scores a fall and we’re back to even.”

PIVEN: “I knew it wouldn’t last.”

Pence tries to capitalize on the advantage. He covers Carlisle again

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Carlisle kicks out. Pence picks Carlisle up and whips him off the ropes. Carlisle bounces off the ropes and Pence catches him on the rebound in a Sleeper Hold. Carlisle waves his arms around, struggling to break free from the hold. As time passes his arms slowly stop moving and he drops to his knees. The ref gets in place to check on him as Carlisle’s arms stop moving. He lifts Carlisle’s arm up and releases. Carlisle’s arm drops. The ref repeats this process and Carlisle’s arm drops a second time. The ref prepares to call for the bell as he checks one more time. This time Carlisle keeps his arm up. He fights his way back to his feet. Carlisle reaches his arms up and pries Pence’s arms off his head. Carlisle grabs Pence by the head and hits a Stunner. Carlisle covers Pence

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Pence kicks out. Carlisle tries to pick Pence up, but Pence rolls him up in a Small Package

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Pence kicks out. Both men get on their feet. Carlisle ducks a Clothelines by Pence. He grabs him from behind and delivers a German Suplex. Carlisle Bridges for the pin

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Pence does a backards sommersault to break the pin. He gets up on his feet and runs at Carlisle. Pence flips over him with a Sunset Flip. He brings Carlisle down for the pin attempt

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Carlisle pushes himself forward and reverses the pin sitting on Pence’s chest

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Pence kicks out.

AIELLO: “How are these two men still fighting with such energy?”

PIVEN: “They’re doing it all for bragging rights. For the ability to say I’m better than you.”

AIELLO: “Either that or they’re both trying to set a world record for most 2 counts in 60 seconds.

The clock starts to count down.

5 MINUTES REMAINING….

With 5 minutes left in the match both men scurry. They begin to brawl back and forth, hitting each other with vicious punches and kicks. The exchange of blows continues.

3 MINUTES REMAINING….

Fists are now flying with little aim or precision. Pence thrusts his arms out and manages to shove Carlisle back into the corner. He hits Carlisle with an elbow to the face and then Snap Mares him over. Pence lunges at Carlisle from behind and locks him into a Crossface Chickenwing submission! Carlisle’s arms flail about trying to break free. The ref is on his stomach repeatedly asking Carlisle if he submits, which Carlisle refuses to do.

2 MINUTES REMAINING….

Carlisle slithers out of the Crossface and rolls over onto Pence’s back. Carlisle lock in an Ankle Lock. Pence tries to kick himself out but Carlisle has too much leverage. The ref now changes positions, this time asking Pence if he gives up. Pence shakes his head NO back and forth rapidly.

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AIELLO: “It’s down to the wire! Less than a minute remaining, and we’re still tied at 1 fall apiece.

Pence manages to free his leg from the hold. He delivers a swift roundhouse to Carlisle’s face. Both men are flat on their back, motionless. The clock continues to tick away.

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Both Pence and Carlisle use the ropes to pull themselves up. They’re on their feet and charging at each other. Pence jumps and swings his body behind Carlisle, hanging from his shoulders in a Crucifix. Pence tries to bring him down into a pin.


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Carlisle prevents the takedown and uses a Fireman’s Carry to bring Pence down, but Pence manages to shift his weight and land on his feet.


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Pence spins around and scoops Carlisle up in position for a Tombstone Piledriver. Carlisle uses his weight and forces Pence backwards, completely reversing the position. Carlisle now has Pence in position for a Tombstone.


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Another tip backwards and the men change positions. Pence has Carlisle hanging upside down ready for a Tombstone.


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Pence uses his last bit of strength to bring Carlisle’s head down between his knees. At the last second, Carlisle tightens his legs around Pence’s neck and flips him over with a Hurricanranna into a pin.

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The ref gets into position and Carlisle hooks Pence’s leg as the clock counts down from 4… The ref counts.

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And the clock hits zero. The bell rings and the winner is declared.


Winner: Jonathan Carlisle with 2 Falls to 1.


AIELLO: “WOW!!!! What a match!!!! ”

PIVEN: “What a match indeed, Pence has fallen and Carlisle will be back in the Main Event next week against Project Zzyzx and William Rast”

AIELLO: “See you in Denver”

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Lee Loo & Hester DEF Styles Brothers
Deadpool DEF Miles & Valentine
Zzyzk & Rast DEF Diaz & Steel
Silver DEF Gold
Deathlocke & Burgess DEF Insane
Carlisle DEF Pence