MNB - #402 - OTTAWA

[President Mac]

WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 402

^{Monday Night Brawl is a professional wrestling television program for Extreme Wrestling Corporation (EWC) that currently airs on ESPN, Spike, SkySports, huluPLUS 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 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 SYFY. 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}

Live from the Newly Built EWC Stadium in Ottawa, Ontario

EWC Stadium, is one of only 3 EWC Stadiums in the World (Ottawa, Winnipeg & New York) projected to cost over $175 million, is convertible to a concert stage for outdoor concerts, and with field seating, the stadium can hold 52,000 for concerts or 65,000 for a Wrestling event. The architectural design was by Rossetti Architects, architects of Scotiabank Place

EWC BRAWL

July 15, 2013

Live From EWC Stadium in Ottawa, Ontario Canada 

Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven

Announcer: Jessica Stroup

Head Ref: Earl Hebner

Backstage help: Ace Heart

"We Own It" by 2 Chainz Ft Wiz Khalifa blasts in the Stadium as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events over the Monday Night Brawls sixteen year history. 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 and then The Rev all with the World Championship.

A fast cutting montage of the last episode of Brawl now begins to play.

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in the EWC Stadium is electrifying. Spotlights circle around the arena as the 65,000 fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans


A chant begins of

MNB
MNB
MNB
MNB

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" blasts over the P.A. to the delight of the fans.

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

The song finishes and Mac is standing in the middle of the ring, but the fans in attendance are still standing, chanting, screaming, cheering. This is the moment they have waited 3 long years for. Finally the EWC has retuned to Ottawa

MAC: Ottttttttaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwaaaaaaaaa!

The crowd explodes again, even louder then before

MAC: Welcome to the Four Hundred and Second episode of Monday Night Brawl

Chants of E-W-C begin across the stadium

MAC: How is the nations capital doing tonight?

More screaming and cheering erupts

MAC: Glad to hear it, and you know what?

Fans scream "WHAT!!!!!!!??!!!!!!"

MAC: I've got some announcements to make

Another thunderous uproar of cheers

MAC: Monday Night Brawl is back to being a Weekly broadcast effective IMMEDIATELY

The fans explode in cheers and chants

MAC: RUMBLE IN THE BRONX will take place September Twenty-Ninth and will feature 30 of the best of the best of the best the EWC has to offer

More cheering, more screaming, more clapping

MAC: The winner of the Rumble will get a guaranteed EWC Championship title match at WRESTLEFEST XI in London England on December Twenty-Second!

Another eruption of cheers

MAC: The WEEK of August Nineteenth.. Write this one down people.. The ENTIRE WEEK of AUGUST NINETEENTH will be known as... TITLE WEEK! Two-Shows, Three Titles! I am NOT MAKING THIS UP!

Fans stand and cheer, chants of HOLY SHIT can be heard all over

MAC: You might be wondering.. What titles? What's the second show? Well here it is...

A large gasp takes over the arena

MAC: FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE IS BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!! and so is the United States Championship

The crowd is really going nuts now

MAC: Next week we will have both a Monday Night Brawl AND a Friday Night Rampage! Then come August Nineteenth, the wheels will have been set in motion to see the EWC International Champion crowned, the EWC Hardcore Champion crowned and the EWC United States Champion crowned!

You guessed it.. More screaming, more chanting, more cheering.. MORE

MAC: Oh right.. but before all those titles are crowned.. Monday July the Twenty-Ninth, live from viva Las Vegas.. the Monday Night Brawl MAIN EVENT.. every single EWC Tag Team will be booked in a TAG TEAM ELIMINATION MATCH for the EWC TAG TEAM TITLES!

Suddenly “Bangarang” by Skrillex begins to play and the crowd begin to cheer.

After a couple seconds Jay Cee comes on top of the stage. He looks at the sold out crowd and grins and nods. He looks down the ramp at Mac who is standing in the ring and tells him they are cheering for Jay Cee.

Jay then makes his way down the ramp and climbs up the ring steps all the time encouraging the crowd to keep on with their applause for him. He climbs on the second turnbuckle and raises his arms before placing them on his hips. He turns and looks at Mac and asks him if he can see this. Mac silently nods and applauds the former EWC champion Jay jumps from the turnbuckle over the rope into the ring and smiles at Mac as he walks past him and climbs on the opposite turnbuckle again raising his arms up. Jay nods in appreciation to the reaction of the crowd. After soaking it in a bit longer Jay eventually gets down. As he walks passed Mac this time he just nods silently as he goes and asks for a microphone from the announcer. As Jay moves to the centre of the ring his music stops playing.

Still smiling at the crowd he puts the microphone up to his lips and opens his mouth, only to stop and again encourages the crowd to keep up this ovation.

Jay plays with the sold out crowd a bit longer before putting his hand up signalling he is now going to speak. The crowd begin to fall silent.

“Ottawa...........WELCOME.....TO.....THE.....SHOW!!”

The crowd in Ottawa cheer loudly and begin chanting Jay Cee’s name for a while and once again Jay soaks it all up.

“Man it’s good to be back.”

Jay looks at Mac.

“And believe it or not, this is the first time Mac and I have been in the same ring just the two of us.”

Mac thinks for a second and nods in agreement.

“Now Mac I am only a little bit sorry to interrupt you but frankly I don’t care about the tag team titles and I sure as hell don’t care how many shows you put on. You see Mac, I am out here for two things. One to address a certain injustice of the last show and the second to make an announcement of my own.”

The crowd cheer once again.

“Now first off I want to show you all a clip from last week. Magic person who makes things happen. Roll the footage.”

The footage of the end of Brawl begins to play with Jay being attacked by Sah’Ta Thor after Jay’s victory over him before Xander Kage comes to Jay’s aid. The footage ends.

“Now if there is one thing I do not appreciate its wannabes using The Elite as a way to get noticed in this business. If you want to use me to become famous, then get me in the ring and pin me 1..2..3.

So........Xander Kage.......”

The crowd and Mac look confused.

“....I did not ask for your help and I don’t want your help, so next time you want to pop into the main event, you earn your way. The thing you will learn about Jay Cee is I will not tell you twice.”

Jay pauses for a bit and walks around the ring before once again faces Mac.

“Now as for the second part. My big announcement. Mac, can you tell me what happened five years ago this month?”

Jay waits as Mac tries to think.

“Five years ago, July 2008 was when Jay Cee went one on one with Stray and walked out the EWC champion.”

The crowd go crazy and begin chanting Jay’s name.

“Now what was unusual about my title reign was one simple thing. I never lost the EWC Championship. That’s right Mac. You stripped me of it due to someone else’s actions.”

Jay turns to the crowd.

“That’s right ladies and gentlemen. I got attacked before my title defense by Nathan Broadway and Mac due to my injury you stripped me of the title. You chose business over loyalty.”

The crowd boo.

“....it’s OK my Elitees. He is forgiven. He gave us back the EWC.”

The crowd cheer and start chanting E..W..C.

“Now Mac I am doing my bit. I am going through the band of misfits you have put together as a roster but it seems that the level of talent around here is zero and I am going to have to go through all of them before you even think I deserve a shot at the EWC Championship. So Mac my announcement is this. I will go through each and every one of the roster. You see, my announcement is this. My quest for the EWC Championship starts here.

I hereby officially enter myself into the Rumble in the Bronx match on 29th of September where I will go through each and every person on this roster one by one by one and walk out the number one contender for the EWC Championship at Wrestlefest 11.”

The crowd once again go wild and start cheering Jay Cee’s name.

“Mac put the EWC roster on notice. I am Jay Cee and I will once again win.....the RUMBLE......IN......THE....."

Jay is interrupted as the lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly get's to their feet and begin to make some noise.

"Invincible" by OK Go then begins to play over the Sound System as three strobe lights begin to pulse in the entrance way, fog then begins to rise from below the stage in front of the entrance.

The X-Treme Tron lights up counting down from 9 all the way to 1. It seems as though every single person is on there feet counting down the numbers. Once it gets to 0 large letters flash “IT'S SHOWTIME”.

An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of "Invincible"! A few moments later Shadow Man walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands their for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and begins to point to the fans who are screaming the loudest.

Shadow then looks towards the camera with a cocky yet confident look on his face as he begins to walk down the ramp slowly, with a cast on his left ankle and goes towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow slides onto the ring apron on one knee and holding onto the middle Rope, Shadow gets to his feet and in a cocky manor steps threw the first and second Ropes.

He then walks right up to Jay Cee and the two EWC Superstars stare at each other as the flood of cheers is pouring down on them. President Mac hypes the crowd even more as his two highest paid Stars are in the same ring at the same time

ShadowMan: Did you miss me Canada?

The fans show no signs of calming down as they continue to scream and chant

ShadowMan: Jay Cee, President Mac and me.. the Peoples Champion. All in the ring at the same time.. All making announcements

A Chant of RUMBLE .. RUMBLE .. RUMBLE.. begins

ShadowMan: Jay Cee, you can come out and sell injustice all you want. You can come out here and say you will go through the entire roster and enter the Rumble in the Bronx as man number one..

Well I'm here to tell you, right now.. in front of all these fans in Ottawa.. in front of all the little kiddies watching at home.. in front of all the drunks watching in the bars and pubs.. and in front of all the nerds streaming this online.. 

If you.. Jay Cee.. if you are entrant number one..

Then I.. 

I'm entrant number two"

Shadow Man drops the mic as the crowd explodes even louder. Shadow Man and Jay Cee are now face to face, noses touching

The scene slowly fades out as we head to the first commercial. The fans are still screaming and chanting.

[President Mac]

We cut to the loading dock of the EWC arena as a white Econoline van backs up to the delivery area. The van has “Novelty Gifts Inc.” plastered all over it. The engine stops and a driver holding a clipboard opens the driver’s side door and hops out and makes his way to a glass booth that serves as a receiving office for the arena. He looks at the worker on the other side and slides the clipboard though the small slot.

Driver: Delivery from Novelty Gifts based in LA, sir.

Receiving Manager: Finally. The boss has been waiting all day for this stuff.

Meanwhile, the back doors of the van slowly … ever so slowly push outward. A man in a tattered beaten up white leisure jumps down from the van. In his arms he has at least a dozen rubber chickens, over his eyes he has a pair of genuine X-Ray specs, and on his head he has a lime green oversized foam cowboy hat that says “Don’t Mess with Danny Mac” embroidered on the front. Bel Biggz, successfully smuggled into Canada, looks both ways and then slowly closes the van doors before sneaking away. He passes new EWC superstar Brock Whitworth as he makes it to a hallway. Their eyes meet and Bel adjusts his load of rubber chickens to one arm and puts a finger to his lips.

Bel Biggz: Shhhhh….

And then as if Brock was in the know, Bel tosses a rubber chicken to him and traipses off comically.

Cut back to the announcers…

Joe Aiello: Anyway … yeah, anyway, we have a great show for you tonight.

Match One

Triple Threat Match

Richard Dweck

VS 

Trinity

VS

Matt Shepard

Joe Aiello: Well let's get our opening match of the evening under way and i'm sure we'll talk much more about what we've just heard throughout the night.

Jeremy Piven: Wrestlefest is going to be huge Joe, just like this first match.

Jessica Stroup: This is your opening contest for Monday Night Brawl and it is a triple threat match. First, weighing in at 215 pounds, MATT SHEPARD!!

Born to Run" assaults the building and Shepard steps out from behind the curtain. He gives a modest nod to the crowd and makes his way to the ring. He climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring. He gives a shy wave to the crowd before heading to his corner, awaiting the opening bell.

Jessica Stroup: Second, from Long Island, NY, she is the Italian Goddess of Wrestling, TRINITY!!

Trinity comes to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: And finally, from the entire state of New Jersey, and weighing in at 222 pounds, RICHARD DWECK!!

Richard Dweck comes out, too.

Joe Aiello: We’ve got three newcomers in this triple threat opener. I really enjoy saying that. Every week, we have more and more new wrestlers wanting to sign up because EWC is the premiere brand in wrestling. We’ve got a young man in Richard Dweck who some believe to be the next great aerial wrestler in the sport. We’ve got Trinity, a veteran performer in this business as well as a stunt-woman so we know she can take the pain as and dish it out as well. And finally, we’ve got Matt Shepard who is debuting in his home land this evening and despite being an imposing presence, he doesn’t exactly fit the mold of larger than life wrestler. What do you say, Jeremy? That Trinity is hot?

Jeremy Piven: I “totes” agree with you, Joe. These three will be great here.

Joe Aiello: Jeez, our potential new VP must have scared you straight.

The bell rings and the two men and woman circle each other as if they were some weird human merry-go-round. Dweck and Shepard meet eyes and inadvertently push Trinity out of the circle. Dweck jacks his jaw asking Shepard if he knows who he is. Shepard shakes his and replies that he doesn’t curtly. Trinity steps back in and pushes both men. But they both ignore her. Finally, she slaps Dweck over the back of the head. Dweck turns and looks at her as if she just did the most evil thing imaginable. He slaps her back. Trinity rubs her cheek gingerly and then fires back on Dweck with a right hand that lives up to her moniker!

Shepard hesitantly joins in on a double team since well it’s not against the rules and helps Trinity to whip Dweck into the ropes. They both hit a back elbow on the high flier as he comes running back towards them. Trinity scoops up Dweck and slams him into the mat!

Joe Aiello: Never thought I’d hear such a pop for a scoop slam.

Jeremy Piven: Look at Shepard, he should just hit her right in the back of the head while she’s distracted.

Joe Aiello: The man seems to be above such acts.

Jeremy Piven: The man is a …

Joe Aiello: Hey, BDC, how ya doing, man?

Jeremy Piven: .. nice fella!

Shepard comes off the ropes and drops a leg across Dweck’s throat. Trinity follows that up with a standing moonsault Trinity pulls Dweck up and throws him shoulder first into the corner shere he goes in between them, slams into the ring post, and falls out onto the apron. She turns her attention to Shepard and after a moment slaps him across the mouth, too. Shepard steps back stunned but Trinity continues with a knee lift to the midsection. She springs off the ropes … and Shepard catches her and plants her to the canvas with a sidewalk slam! Trinity rolls away to the corner and Shepard turns back to Dweck on the apron. He pulls him by his hair and runs him back into the turnbuckle cover head first. Dweck teeters but uses his amazing balance to hang on. Shepard lifts Dweck into the air over the ropes and hits a beautiful vertical suplex.

He goes for the first cover of the match with a lateral press and a hook of the leg…

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2..


Kick out!


Shepard keeps on the offensive and whips Dweck into the ropes and goes to put Dweck back into the air with a high back body drop but even the new kid sees it and kicks Shepard in the chest, he then takes a few steps back and leaps and smashes into Shepard’s chest with a high knee strike! Shepard retreats to the ropes to get himself back to stable position but Dweck follows him there and slaps him across the head, yelling at him to get angry. He goes with an irish whip, Shepard reverses and goes for a clothesline. Dweck ducks other and springs off the other side but Shepard is there to meet him and finally catches him a high arcing body drop that sends Dweck reeling. No rest for the weary though because Trinity comes in from the top rope with a missile dropkick on Shepard! Trinity rolls out of the ring and pulls Shepard to the outside and drags him over to the announcer’s table and smacks his head into it.

Jeremy Piven: Hey hey, we ain’t Spanish!!

Shepard staggers and keeps walking away from her to shake off the cobwebs but Trinity doesn’t relent. As Shepard gets back onto the apron, Trinity lays into him with forearms to the lower back. She gets onto the apron and unleashes rights as she holds onto the ring rope with left for balance. Dweck comes into the picture all of a sudden, springboards off the ropes and dropkicks Shepard in the back of the head! Shepard falls forward into Trinity and they both fall off the apron and onto the concrete floor below! The camera focuses on Dweck in the middle of the ring catching his breath and even laughing as he is very proud that he killed two birds with one stone.

Joe Aiello: Yeah, that was impressive but what would be even more impressive is if instead of chuckling, he would put one of these competitors down for a three count.

Jeremy Piven: Give him a break, Joe, he’s just warming up..

Trinity is the first back up and she looks up with disbelief as Dweck taunts and poses for the crowd. As Dweck turns his attention back on the match, he’s met with a diving crossbody from the top rope as payment for his arrogance. Dweck more shocked then hurt gets back up but his kicked in the gut. Trinity puts Dweck in a front face lock and tries to turn and drop him with a modified cutter but Dweck pushes her into the ropes just as Shepard is pulling down the rope to get in the apron. Trinity is flung to the outside of the ring. Shepard spares her a brief glance before trying to enter the ring. Dweck cuts him off with a kick to the sternum and Shepard doubles over between the second and third ropes and tumbles back into the ring. Dweck drags Shepard to his feet and pushes him against the ropes and unleashes right hands, forearms, and chops into his prone opponent. Dweck of course takes another moment to jaw jack with the crowd and so when he tries to whip Shepard off the ropes we never know what he intended…

Shepard reverses and Dweck runs right into a spinebuster!

Joe Aiello: Shepard has taken such a simple move and turned it into an exclamation point. No frills, no fluff… just unmitigated power!

Shepard feels it and allows himself a modest signal for the Jackknife powerbomb. He has Dweck’s head between his legs and is ready to lift him up when he sees Trinity climbing the top turnbuckle. That moment of pause allows Dweck to do a double leg takedown and then catapult up and over into the turnbuckle where Trinity is standing… Trinity is crotched as she loses her balance!

Jeremy Piven: I wouldn’t worry about her, there ain’t nothing to hurt down there.

Joe Aiello: Send all hatemail care of Jeremy Piven. We do not endorse anything this man says.

Dweck sneaks up and rolls Shepard up!!


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2…


Shepard barely escapes the school boy pin. Dweck grabs Shepard by the hair and trunks and throws him out of the ring. He turns his attention back to the hurt Trinity on the top rope and slaps her across the face. He smirks as she can’t reply. He slaps her again and then steps onto the second rope setting up Trinity for a superplex. Shepard rolls back in time and latches onto Dweck’s legs and powerbombs him as Dweck takes over Trinity with the superplex. Shepard, exhausted, collapses and so all three competitors are on the mat sucking air.

Joe Aiello: Shepard may not have got the leverage on the powerbomb he wanted. He usually likes to use the Jackknife but a powerbomb may just do it anyway if he can capitalize.

Referee Paul Turner begins to count them out.

1..
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3..
4..
5..

Shepard finally crawls towards Dweck and slings an arm over his chest.

1..


2..


Dweck barely rolls his shoulder up …

Shepard is the first to get his feet but that isn’t saying much as he stumbles about. He shows a burst of energy as he pulls Dweck up, whips him into the ropes, and catches him with a sleeper hold as he comes back. Dweck flails about and doesn’t allow Shepard to get the right pressure applied, Dweck counters with a back to belly suplex! He runs to the ropes and springs off with moonsault … Shepard rolls away from it and Dweck still manages to land on his feet but may have jammed his knee.

Jeremy Piven: That sort of thing is like bleeding into the ocean with hungry sharks about.

Joe Aiello: But will Shepard take advantage..

Shepard with a double leg takedown… he looks like he may be going for figure four but we never know because Dweck kicks him off and into the ropes right into Trinity!! Shepard turns around and gets dropped down. Dweck has both legs and tries to turn Shepard into a Boston crab … and he does it. He wrenches down on Matt’s back as Turner asks Shepard if he wants to quit.

Shepard slowly crawls towards to the ropes for the break…

He reaches out …

And gets pulled back into the center of the ring!! Shepard may tap … it may be too much pain …

Trinity is back into the ring and Dweck cuts her off and tries to put her in the same submission but Trinity rolls him up into a tight small package…


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2..


Dweck kicks out with a look of shock on his face. Dweck is up and turns around and eats a hurricarana from the Long Island Knockout! She has him pinned…


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2..


Another nearfall for Trinity… Shepard storms the ring as Trinity is disappointed not to get the three count, she turns to see Shepard who spears her... sending her through the ropes and out of the ring. Shepard pulls Dweck up and sets him up for the JACKNIFE. He hits it and hooks the leg of Dweck.
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2...



3! 

The bell rings and Matt Shepard can't believe it as 'Born to run' by Bruce Springsteen once again hits the PA system. The ref raises his arm as Trinity looks in from the outside distraught at not getting the pin herself.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pinfall... MATT SHEPARD!!!

Winner: Matt Shepard

Joe Aiello: Impressive from all three competitors tonight, but Matt Shepard, you've done it!

Jeremy Piven: What a way to kick of Brawl Joe, a brilliant three way contest, fought right til the end.

Shepard celebrates his victory and the show goes to a commercial break.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

All of a sudden The EWC Tron shows a scene. It looks like the back alley of some crack house. Some unknown Figure walks up to the camera. He has a hood on. He Slowley takes it Off showing his Face. Its The Face of new EWC Superstar Spazz.


Joe Aiello: What the hell is this?



Spazz: Finally... Im Here Fans.

The Crowd in the arena Boo's

Spazz: Why Boo Cockheads? You Dont Even Know Me....Im Freaking Spazz!!!


The Crowd roars in Boo's again. Spazz starts to show fustration with the fans as his face grows red


Joe Aiello:ait This is The same guy that Forced his way into the arena at The EWC house show this week. Mac actually signed this Guy? What The Hell was He Thinking?

Spazz: Thats right Im here, and I aint going no where!

Spazz Grabs a beer can and puts it to his mouth. He Chuggs it for about 10 seconds


Spazz: You will Respect Me! And to all the other EWC stars out there, Jay Cee, Biggz, Orsome and who ever else just know Im here to Steal The Show! Im The Coolset Dude ever to grace The EWC. I Rock! I want Gold! You all will bow Down to THE Rock God! MAc signed ME for a reason, no it wasnt just My looks, Music, or the Fact That Im The Coolest Guy On the Planet. He Know How I Kick Ass! I sent him old videos from My old Concerts, Ive beating countless Show Stoppers to pulps.



Spazz Then Takes another drink from his Beer Can And Burps as a feed video of the Old concerts pops on. They Show his beating a man in the face to a bloddy pulp.


Joe Aiello: Wow This Guys no Joke and has real anger problems.


Spazz: Hahaha See? Just know Im here to Rock Out and take anyone who stands in my way out.


He Then Turn and walks off as the camera fades

Joe Aiello: He looks like trouble....What You think Piven?

Jeremy Piven: I agree, Ive heard a little bit of his music aswell, it sucks!

Joe Aiello: I bet haha, well we will have to look out for SPAZZ... for now though we have the highly anticipated debut of Maddawg.


Jeremy Piven: I can't wait for this.

Match Two

Maddawg

VS 

Michael Stefanidis


The sound of dogs barking and fighting fill the P. A. system.

Aiello: Holy shit he made it. I was certain this fool was still going to be arrested and not make the show.

Piven: He is a professional, give him some credit.

Aiello: Before having a single match he had been arrested twice. I give him credit for being a dumbass.

The camera pans to the crowd as some fans are cheering and others are just happy to be on camera. With a flash, the stage ignites in flames and the dogs stop as "Sad but True" lifts the people to their feet. MadDawg makes a few slow steps from behind the curtain with a sly grin on his face. Noticeably, MadDawg has his hands folded into one another and two silver bracelets around his wrists.

Aiello: (Laughing) I was right, he is still under custody. This will surely make for an interesting match with him in those handcuffs.

Piven: It's a bold move Cotton. Let's see how it pays off.

Aiello: Who is Cotton?

Piven: Nevermind!

Other than his new bling, MadDawg is wearing his black boots, blue denim jeans, and his black cut that has the word "DawgPound" etched in white on the back.

MadDawg lifts his hands, holding out his pointer finger on his right hand. MadDawg then looks back to the curtain. Two men step out from behind the curtain. Both are wearing tan hats, red coats, black pants with yellow stripes, and dark brown boots. One of the men stops on MadDawg's left while the other is on the right.

Piven: It's the Mountie. I haven't seen him in years.

Aiello: It is not the Mountie but those are Mounties. I have just been informed that President Mac worked out a deal that would allow MadDawg to be here but he is under strict supervision.

Piven: So President Mac is now a babysitter? (Laughing) This guy is a joke.

The Mountie on the right puts his right hand on the back of MadDawg and MadDawg nearly trips due to the sudden push but he gets through the flames unharmed. Just as MadDawg gets through the flames, the flames extinguish and the Mounties begin to follow MadDawg down the ramp. Suddenly, the Mountie on the left of MadDawg charges at him and hits him over the head with an elbow. The crowd is shocked, and the Mountie pounces on MadDawg beating him down.

Aiello: What has gotten into him? I know MadDawg can be an ass, but this takes it to the extreme!

Piven: I love it! The atmosphere is so electric, everyone wants to wrestle! Let them fight!

The other Mountie tries to pull the enraged officer off, but he gets tossed aside into the wall with a thunderous crash. The Mountie continues to beat the pulp out of the handcuffed MadDawg until MadDawg manages to wriggle away. The Mountie takes off his hat, sunglasses, and coat and it is revealed that the Mountie is none other than new EWC superstar Brock Whitworth. The crowd howls in delight as Brock takes off after a stunned MadDawg.

Piven: Well, that’s one way to do it, if your opponent won’t come to you, go to them!

Aiello: This is a brutal assault on a helpless man, this isn’t cool; it’s a slaughter!

Piven: Oh please Joe, all fair in love and war, and this time, it’s WAR!

Whitworth has now caught up to the struggling MadDawg and given him a few more blows for good measure. He hoists MadDawg onto his shoulder, holds him there for a second and then swings him down, slamming MadDawg on the back of his head. MadDawg is motionless.

Aiello: Whitworth calls that “The Outback Driver” and man, that looked like it HURT.

Piven: I have a headache just looking at that! Remind me not to piss off Whitworth.

Whitworth leans down to MadDawg, just above the noise of the crowd, the camera can make
out what he says.

Brock: I told you I’d find you scum. You ever disrespect me again, and I promise, it’ll be the last time you walk you little shit.

Whitworth takes a long look at his handiwork, smirks a bit, and then walks off behind the curtain, leaving a path of destruction in his wake.

Aiello: Now that’s what you call a statement there ladies and gentlemen and Maddawg still has a match next.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, standing in at five feet, eleven inches tall, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds, from Athens, in Athens Prefecture in Greece, he is Michael Stefanidis!

The light's go out as “It's Well I won't back down” hits the PA system.

No I won't back down
You can stand me up at the gates of Hell
But I won't back down.

A spot light shining down on Michael Stefanidis as appears on entrance ramp as he pounds his chest with his right hand as he flexes his right bicep throwing his right fist in the air as he walking down to the Ring giving the fans high fives as he walking around the ring he walk on to the ring steps as he get in under the top rope as he throws his right fist in the air. The crowd continues cheering for the both men as they hit up the ring.

Joe Aiello: I can't believe this guy Brock Whitworth, Maddawg has to somehow take care of business in the ring now.


Jeremy Piven: Michael Stefanidis can take control of this one right here.


The referee gives Maddawg a minute, but Maddawg expresses his desire to get on with the match.

The two men circle around each other, and as the referee calls for the bell. They break apart, Stefanidis claps his hands and pump up the crowd. Both men snap, grapple and lock up. Mad Dawg gets the upper hand and lifts his opponent up in a Suplex. He keeps him in the air for five seconds, ala the British Bulldog, then let’s go and lands a Brain Buster. The crowd cheers as Michael slides out of the ring a moment, gathers his thoughts then slides back in. The two lock up again, this time Michael comes out on top and hits a Snap Suplex. This time the crowd cheers as Mad Dawg rolls onto the ropes and comes up with a new plan. After a few moments, he gets back in the ring.

The two lock up once more, this time Mad Dawg gets the upper hand attempts a Belly-to-Belly Suplex, but Michael rolls out of it. He gets behind the Dawg and attempts a Dragon Suplex but Mad Dawg back flips out of it, runs up on Mike hits a Russian Leg Sweep. Not giving his opponent a chance to recover, the Dawg gets on top of his opponent and attempts an Arm Bar and is successful. His opponent yells but is able to break it with his leg on the ropes. The referee begins to count but Mad Dawg breaks the hold, stands up quickly and began to bark at the crowd who back back. Michael shakes his arm, trying to loosen it some, but cannot shake of the pain from the Arm Bar.

Once more the two circle around one another but as Mad Dawg tries to lock up, Michael Drop Kicks his opponent. The Dawg hits the floor hard, and starts to get some tough stomps on his shoulders by the Golden Greek. Michael pulls him up and Arm Throws his opponent back to the mat; he rolls outside on the ropes but Stefanidis jumps up lands a Spinning Wheel Kick on his opponent, sending Mad Dawg into the security railing.

Joe Aiello: Looks like Mad Dawg might be finding himself in the doghouse. These young men are fighting hard and want to earn a major victory and become a star, here tonight.

Jeremy Piven: No man ever wants to enter a loser, and with the Tag Team Championships to be decided in September, they need to not only prove their right to be on the roster, but if either of these men want to be our inaugural Tag Team Champions, they need to prove it by coming out on top and showing to Mac and Mr. Defoe they ARE the best. Now if you excuse me…

Joe Aiello: Where are you going?

Joe stands up and begins barking at Mad Dawg. The crowd follows along, barking for Mad Dawg. While Joe is face palming his broadcast partner, Mad Dawg gets pumped up from the crowd and slides back into the ring. The crowd is split between chanting for Michael Stefanidis and barking for Mad Dawg. The two punch and kick each other around the ring, brawling about. Mad Dawg doesn’t go down from the blows, he runs at Mike and ducks a Clothesline; he bounces off the ropes, ducks another Clothesline, bounces off the opposite side and spears the Golden Greek.

However, the Greek turns it into a Guillotine Headlock, they roll around the ring and Mad Dawg gets to the ropes, The referee steps and splits both men apart. Acting quick, Mad Dawg gets up on the ringside, drives his shoulder hard into his opponents gut. Michael backs away allowing Mad Dawg to get on the turnbuckle and come off with a Lou Thez Press.


Mad Dawg gets off his opponent, drags him up by his head and grabs Stefanidis, whipping him into the corner. The dawg runs up and splashes his opponent which causes Michael Stefanidis to fall back to the mat. Mad Dawg Looked at the crowd, and howled. The crowd responded, and howled back. Mad Dawg waited patiently for Stefanidis to rise back up. When Stefanidis did, Mad Dawg kicked him in the gut, and lifted him up for a Power Bomb, and delivered the DAWG HOUSE! Cover!

Joe Aiello: Michael Stefanidis is in the Dawg House! That’s it! The game is over! I’m sure my partner would say something, but he’s too busy barking.

Sure enough, the cameras pick up Jeremy Piven buying into Mad Dawg’s gimmick, barking and howling with the live audience. The referee drops down to make the count

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

Jessica Stroup: Here is you winner by pin fall, MAD DAWG!

”We Own It” hits the PA System, the crowd comes to life barking at Mad Dawg. Michael slowly gets up and bumps into his opponent. The two catch eyes, and shake hands

Jeremy Piven: Sorry about that, I bark at the moon and bark at the Mad Dawg. What a great show of respect. Michael Stefanidis has a bright future if he keeps his attitude up and shows respect as a gracious loser.

Joe Aiello: You got that right there, buddy. EWC was founded on respect and still has a high amount of just that. These two men are off to a great start.

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[President Mac]

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MATCH THREE
Singles Match
Jason Skilled Vs David Dreadful

Jessica Stroup: This next contest is scheduled for one fall.

Jason comes out with a extravagant entrance to match his ego, with him running out of a inflated tunnel as confetti flies and women dance around the stage

Jessica Stroup: From Gaithersburg Maryland, weighing in at 225 pounds, “Wrestling’s Allstar” Jason Skilled!

Quote The Raven begins to play as the lights flashes. All the eyes are on the stage as we see David Dreadful appear on the stage. His eyes pierce the crowd as they look on. David takes off his black leather jacket and begins to advance toward the ring.

Jessica Stroup: and his opponent, coming to the ring, weighing in at 216 pounds. From Chicago Illinois, "The Outcast" David Drrrreeeeaaaaaadffullllllll"

David walks down the ramp. Eyes locked on the ring as he passes through the sea of people on each side of him. Some people don't know if they should boo this man or not. Dreadful pays no mind to them and slides into the ring. He walks over to the turnbuckle and leans into it before pushing off and raising a fist in the air followed by a a loud yell which cuts the music and returns the lights back to normal.

Both men stare at each other as the bell rings. Immediately Skilled takes the center of the ring as he approaches Dreadful and they lock up. Both men are equal in size so no one has the early advantage. Dreadful flips Skilled around and quickly rushes him to the ropes. Skilled uses the ropes to his advantage in the corner and quickly the ref comes over to break it up. The ref begins the 5 count and finally Skilled lets go before he is disqualified.

Aiello: This early in the match and Skilled is already going out of his way to try and get disqualified?

Piven: Did the ref to 5? No. So the match continues.

As Skilled lets go of the hold, Dreadful takes a step back and quickly unleashes a right jab stunning Skilled. Skilled rushes at Dreadful who counters with a belly to belly suplex, going for the quick pin.


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Kick out!


Aiello: Too soon in the match to be going for a pin.

Piven: Shut up! It’s never too early to win a match.

Dreadful gets to one knee, grabs Skilled and begins a barrage of quick punches to the forehead. The crowd chants along. 1..2…3…4…5…6…7…8..9…10… The EWC universe lets out a loud cheer as the 10th punch is struck and Skilled smacks his head off the ground. Dreadful goes for another pin.



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Kick out! Just in time Skilled gets his shoulder up, breaking the count. Dreadful gets to a knee again and tries to grab Skilled, this time though Jason reserves it and gets Dreadful in a modified arm breaker. He can’t quite get it set but it is still applying pressure to David Dreadful’s arm as hes groaning. Skilled applies a little more pressure on it but David has the awareness to grab the rope, ending the hold.

Piven: Damn it! He almost had him.

Aiello: That was definitely close. Dreadful has to pay more attention so he doesn’t get caught in Skilled’s MMA like moves.

With Dreadful winching on the floor, Skilled quickly gets to his feet and hopes the ropes. He looks around the EWC arena as fans are booing him. He shuns them off and leaps, attempting an elbow drop but last second Dreadful rolls out of the way causing Skilled to hit the match with authority. Dreadful quickly rolls over and puts 1 arm over Skilled


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Quick kick out! Both wrestlers are feeling the effects of the early portion of this match. Both wrestlers get to their feet at the same time and start to exchange rights in the middle of the ring. Dreadful looks to get the upper hand until Jason Skilled kicks Dreadful in the midsection and executes a neck breaker. Skilled scoots over for the pin.

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No! Dreadful kicks out. Skilled is furious. He claps his hand three times to the ref signaling he won but the ref shakes his head im disapproval. While he is arguing, this gives Dreadful enough time to get to hit feet. Dreadful grabs Skilled by the shoulder and spins him around, kicks him in the midsection and hits the Impaler DDT! Both men lie on the floor not moving as the ref stands above them counting to ten. 1…2….3….4…..5….6… Dreadful starts to move… 7… Dreadful is now at his knees and Skilled is getting up .. 8…

Aiello: One of these men needs to hurry up and get up to kill the count.

Piven: They’re both standing.

The two men are going back at it with all they got left in the tank. Both men are incorporating kicks into their arsenal now to weaken the opponent more. Skilled hits a couple leg kicks to the left thigh of Dreadful, causing him to tilter a bit. Skilled quickly bounces off the ropes and dives trying to execute a flying shoulder but last second Dreadful counters and hits a flying bulldog!

Aiello: Nice counter!

Piven: It was okay.

Dreadful goes for the pin.


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Kick out! Skilled kicks out last second. Dreadful picks up Skilled, who breaks the grab and pushes Dreadful backwards, accidently knocking into the ref who falls over.

Aiello: Uh oh the ref is down! That looked on purpose Jason Skilled should be DQ’d for that!

Piven: He’ll be fine. Relax, he just needs to collect himself.

With the ref stunned, Skilled tries to take advantage and eye rake Dreadful, who recognizes it last second and avoids it, and counters with a vicious right, a kick to the stomach and another impaler DDT! With the ref coming too, Dreadful quickly moves over and applied the Windy City Stretch!

Piven: No no no!

Aiello: That’s the Windy City Stretch! Skilled has no chance of getting out of that

Piven: C’mon Jason you can do this!

Dreadful locks the hold on tight in the middle of the ring, Screaming in pain and no where to go, Jason couldn’t do anything else but tap.

Jessica Stroup: The winner of this match by submission…. David Dreadful!

Winner: David Dreadful

Joe Aiello: He's done it, the man that was so impressive on the losing side last Brawl in the six man tag match has won here tonight.

Dreadful gets his hand raised by the referee as his music hits and Brawl cuts to another commercial break.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Joe Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl and wow what a night so far and there's loads more to come.

Jeremy Piven: We found out right at the top of the show that the EWC Championship will be won at Wrestlefest in December, the announcement everyone has been wanting to here.

Joe Aiello: And don't forget Jay Cee having the audacity to interupt President Mac during his announcements as well, he'll be in action against Damon Cross later tonight.

Jeremy Piven: But up next, James Kash after the mauling he took from Shadow man, faces the one half of the Cartel Deadeye Proteus.

Match Four

Deadeye Proteus

VS 

James Kash

Jessica Stroup: The following match is to be decided by pinfall, first from Houston, Texas, weighing in at 265 pounds, JAMES KASH!!!

"Vilify" by Device hits the arena as Massive Green Pyro's erupt across the stage. James Kash steps out onto the stage ready for a fight. He stops before looking out into the crowd with smug and arrogance across his face. He slowly makes his way down the ramp and climbs into the ring.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Los Angeles, California... representing The Cartel, PAUL "DEADEYE" PROTEUS!

Wish" by Nine Inch Nails hits the PA. Paul "Deadeye" Proteus steps out with no further fanfare, checking the tape on his wrists and fingers and pounding his fist into his palm. He stands on the stage and lifts both arms up, before walking right down to the ring, sliding in, and lifting both arms up again.

Joe Ariello: Next up, we have an interesting match. Both James Kash and Deadeye lost in very competitive matches with violent stipulations. James Kash in a blood bath match where the only way you could have lost is not even being able to fight anymore. The winner of that Shadow Man suffered a broken leg. Deadeye lost to Joey Orsome in a hardcore match where some might think Bad Attitude played a part in although indirectly.

Jeremy Piven: The hell does that mean? Bad Attitude took out the guy who wasn't even in the match. Orsome won because he smacked that pirate wannabe in the face with a barbed wire to the dome.

Joe Ariello: Like I said, some would say. Tonight both these men have perhaps a breather if you want to term any EWC match that … because this time, they both have to follow the traditional rules of wrestling. James Kash is young and had the pedigree, while illegitimate, of great technical wrestlers. Deadeye on the other hand may be at a disadvantage as the hardcore style has been his friend his whole career.

Jeremy Piven: Hey, Joe … where is that moron who hangs out with Deadeye?

Joe Ariello: Bel Biggz has elected to stay backstage tonight in preparation of the main event match againt Mike Tomkins. Deadeye is on his own tonight.

The bell rings. The crowd begins to chant for Deadeye as they lock up. Kash forces the older competitor into the corner before Senior Referee Earl Hebner breaks the collar and elbow tie up. Kash and Deadeye trash talk each other. Kash starts to say something derogatory but we never find out because Deadeye rocks him with a right hand. Kash returns the favor with a punch of his own. Deadeye uses the ropes to keep his balance and then locks up back with Kash. Both men aggressively fight for an advantage. Deadeye transitions into a side headlock but Kash powers him into the ropes. Kash pushes Deadeye into the ropes and as Deadeye comes back the other way, he levels James Kash with a lariat. Deadeye quickly drops down for a pin attempt…

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Way too early. Kash powers out. Both men get to their feet. Deadeye takes over with a quick kick to the gut and then latches onto his arm and twists it. Kash flips over onto his back and kips up as Deadeye still has his arm. Kash reverses it and wrings Deadeye’s arm and sends him to the mat. Kash sizes up Deadeye as he gets to his feet and connects with a standing dropkick to the chin! He crawls over on top of Deadeye for the pin!

1…

Too early for Deadeye, too.

Joe Ariello: Both men want to end this match early as they may be still feeling the effects of the last Brawl in New York.

Jeremy Piven: What do you know? Did you ask them?

Joe Ariello: Yeah, I did. It’s my job actually.

Jeremy Piven: Oh well… good job then.

Deadeye crawls to the corner to get himself up and Kash follows. He whips Deadeye out of the corner, Deadeye reverses. Kash hits the turnbuckle and suddenly is in between a rock and a hard place as Deadeye crushes him with body splash in the corner. Kash staggers out and Deadeye comes up from behind and reverse DDTs him. Deadeye quickly goes for the cover.

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Another kick out at one from Kash!

Both men get to their feet… Deadeye tries for a belly to back suplex but can’t lift Kash off the ground. Kash repeatedly jabs at the temple of Deadeye and breaks the hold. Deadeye stumbles away holding his head sneaking a few curses by the censors. Kash adds to the insult with a vicious looking slap across the face. As Deadeye gets his senses, he looks up and gets hit with a clothesline from the second rope from James Kash! Before Kash can cover, Deadeye rolls away outside onto the apron. Kash screams at him to get to his feet. Kash takes a running start and as Deadeye stands on the apron only to be gut as Deadeye rams his shoulder in between the ropes into Kash’s abdomen. Deadeye keeps Kash on his feet and goes to suplex Kash out of the ring! Kash kicks his feet in the air to fight off and land on his feet. He lands a few stiff body punches. Then in amazing show of athleticism, he slides in between Paul’s feet to the outside of the ring. Before Deadeye can react, Kash yanks at his legs and Deadeye’s head smashes into the ring.

Joe Ariello: Kash is showing off that he do any style in the business right now.

Kash slides back into the ring, scrambles to his feet, bounces off the other side and dropkicks Deadeye threw the ropes. Deadeye crashes into the base of the announcer’s table. Kash looks at his fallen opponent and seeks to deal out more damage. He climbs to the top rope as Deadeye somehow manages to stand and leaps off the top turnbuckle to the outside …

… and Deadeye steps aside. Kash hits concrete. Deadeye gets to the apron. As James Kash also barely gets up, he is greeted by Deadeye slamming into in with a tope con hilo after brief running start on the apron.

Joe Ariello: If there were a table there, we could call that the Eraser I … but I guess we’ll just call that impressive from the veteran Deadeye.

Jeremy Piven: These two seem like they wish they could just bash each other’s heads in with weapons. They don’t give a damn if this match&nbsp;doesn't&nbsp;have a hardcore stip or not.

Hebner begins to count both men out of the ring as the consequences of these high impact moves flatten both men gasping for air.

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2…
3…

4…

Deadeye seems better at the moment health wise and rolls Kash into the ring. He pins him to try to end this after that impressive aerial attack.

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2…

And after all that only a two count for Deadeye.

Deadeye keeps on the offensive, scoops up Kash onto his shoulders and drops him with a running powerslam. He hooks the outer leg…

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2..

KICK OUT FROM KASH!!!

Joe Ariello: Both men despite their battle tonight and their battles prior are very resilient and won’t stay down for three anytime soon.

Jeremy Piven: Deadeye will get gassed soon and Kash will win it. It’s inevitable. Deadeye just needs to realize that and give up this silly little idea that he’ll be the champion here.

Joe Ariello: Plenty men further in their careers have showed up the young pups. Think of George Foreman or Bob Backlund. It could happen, Jeremy. Besides EWC hasn’t even made an announcement about “the” title” Whoever wins it… whoever, will have taken a long hellish road to get it.

Deadeye shakes his head and then decides to go to the top rope … maybe for a moonsault. Maybe that would put him away. Before he can even turn around to climb up the turnbuckle … Kash cuts him off with a chop to the chest. Deadeye falls back, sitting on the turnbuckle. Kash smirks and grabs on Deadeye’s leg and yanks him off. Earl Hebner checks on Deadeye as he yells out in pain. Kash panders to the crowd, flexing as they boo him viciously. He looks at Deadeye sitting up, comes up from behind, and kicks him right in the spine!

Jeremy Piven: My chiropractor gave me one of those the other day. Really works, Joe!

Kash stands over Deadeye laughing to himself. He pulls up his opponent and cinches in a reverse facelock. Deadeye reaches up and pops Kash in the mouth, breaks the hold and spins around him, he goes for back drop suplex but Kash wriggles free and flips out landing on his feet behind Deadeye! He jumps on Deadeye’s back with a sleeper hold … but Deadeye counters by dropping backwards and using his own weight to flatten Kash into the canvas!

Joe Ariello: This is an amazing show of countering each other by both men. Neither man retains the advantage for too long. Superb!

Both men, even more beat down, crawl or roll away from each other to an opposite corner. Earl Hebner starts the count out again…

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Both men get to their feet and in a sign of tenacity, Kash flanks Deadeye and leaps onto his back again with the sleeper hold locked in! This time he may have it… but Deadeye sacrifices himself by throwing himself and Kash over the top rope. Hebner looks at the two collapses men after the nasty spill..

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At eight, both men so exasperated from this intense contest can’t even bother to fight each on the outside. As if willing to just continue the match inside, they both roll in ….

Deadeye crawls towards the center of the ring as Kash pauses and then climbs up to the top turnbuckle from the apron. He leaps off intending to crown Deadeye with a double axe handle smash but Deadeye flips him over with a punch to the midsection!!

Only stunned for a moment, Kash gets up and turns right into a clothesline. Deadeye is fired up as he pulls up Kash, whips him into the rope and as he comes back, he lifts him up by a single leg and drops him with a flapjack!

Deadeye collapses on top of Kash for a cover!

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2..

… Kash rolls his shoulder up just in time! Kash retreats to a corner but Deadeye follows him and atomic drops Kash onto the top turnbuckle. He drops him so he is hanging upside down in the tree of woe position. Deadeye backs up, runs at Kash, and dropkicks the upside down Kash in the face! Kash falls backwards and onto his feet and stumbles right in line… Deadeye lifts up on his shoulders …

Joe Ariello: If he turns this into a neckbreaker, its over. Deadeye will have hit Kash with The Eraser II..

Kash slips off his shoulders, spins him around and goes for a clothesline, Deadeye ducks kicks Kash in the gut and spikes him with a piledriver!

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3? NO 2 ¾ .. Kash kicks out again! Deadeye slaps the mat in frustration but stays on … going for the Eraser II again and Kash slips out again and as he falls, he reverse DDTs Deadeye. Kash goes for the cover now..

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NO! Deadeye gets his shoulder up! Kash pushes Deadeye away and goes to the top turnbuckle, he points at Deadeye as if painting his target. He jumps off in what may have been a dropkick but Deadeye steps back and grabs up on Kash’s legs into a cloverleaf submission hold! Deadeye wrenches on the legs of Kash … but James Kash isn’t done yet. He twists around so he is able to punch Deadeye in the face to break the hold. Deadeye not in love with the move anyway lets the hold go to punch Kash back in the face repeatedly. Deadeye latches back onto the legs and catapults Kash face first into the turnbuckle. Deadeye goes to take advantage but Kash kicks Deadeye low … possibly in the nether regions but Hebner in his advanced age misses the possible disqualification. Kash springboards off the ropes and sunset flips over Deadeye and stacks him up…

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Deadeye counters, flips Kash over and between his legs…Kash’s shoulders are pinned.

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Kash powers over Deadeye and sits on his chest with his arms hooked behind his legs…

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Deadeye kicks out…

Both men roll away from each other… both get to their feet, 

Deadeye charges at Kash and gets caught up … Kash tries to spin Deadeye around for Street Cred but Deadeye elbows his way free and lands on his feet … Kash disoriented turns right round and gets taken out with the Eraser II! 

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WINNER: Deadeye Proteus

Deadeye gets his hand raised as the victor and stares at the fallen Kash with a smug satisfied expression.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pinfall, DEADEYE PROTEUS!!!

Joe Ariello: I guess third times a charm. Deadeye tried for the Eraser two times before finally putting away a very game James Kash.

Jeremy Piven: Money can’t buy you everything, ain't that right Kash?

Brawl goes to commercial as Deadeye celebrates his victory and Kash slips out of the ring quietly licking his wounds.

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Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. The show has been electric and the action has been non-stop. 

There has been some good announcements tonight and some shocking things take place, I can say that much.

And I don't think it is stopping. During the break we got word that MadDawg has been running through the back calling out for Brock.

If you missed it, here is a recap.

~~The tron lights up showing MadDawg coming from the back and introducing his escorts for the evening. The tron shows MadDawg being attacked and rolled into the ring for his match. ~~

Brock attacked MadDawg earlier tonight and it was vicious.

Apparently since the end of the match, MadDawg has been hell bent on finding Brock and we finally got a camera back there.

I can't wait to see MadDawg get his hands on Brock.

~~ The tron cuts on again but this time it is an image of a plain hallway. The floors are black marble, the walls are off-white and the doors are black as well. There are a few men standing around, two on the right far from the camera and three near the camera on the left. There is electronic equipment everywhere and some potted plants near the doors, which at quick glance looks like four. ~~

BROCK!

~~ MadDawg's voice fills the hallway as every person looks to the end of the hallway, the direction where the sound came from. MadDawg steps from the right and from around the corner, near the two guys. ~~

HAVE YOU SEEN BROCK?!

N-n-no.

DAMN IT!

~~ MadDawg walks to the nearest door and kicks it in. The door just folds like Rampage Jackson in the middle of UFC fight. Screams from women quickly burst out. ~~

BROCK! GET OUT HERE YOU ASS!

~~ MadDawg comes out from the door and continues his way down the hallway, toward the camera. His face is filled with rage and his voice is thunderous like that of an Asgardian God. MadDawg is halfway up the hallway when he stops in front of a table. ~~

SHOW YOURSELF AND TAKE THIS BEATING LIKE A MAN!

~~ MadDawg then puts his fist through the table, breaking it in half like a Kit Kat bar. MadDawg continues to the next door. ~~

SO HELP ME, WHEN I FIND YOUR SORRY ASS ...

~~ Just as MadDawg leans his shoulder down to ram through the door, it opens. Out from the door steps President Mac and the fans in the arena erupt with excitement. ~~

ARE YOUR HIDING THAT CLOWN?

What clown?

YOU KNOW DAMN WELL! WHERE IS BROCK?

Can't say I have seen him. I am not sure if you have noticed but I have been busy running Brawl. I don't have time to babysit. Speaking of babysit, did you enjoy your match tonight?

~~ MadDawg wrinkles his nose and continues to look angry. ~~

I hope so because if you don't get your shit straightened out, you are going to find yourself unemployed. I fired seven people this week and I am more than happy to continue that streak.

I WANT BROCK!

Personally, I don't care what you want. I stuck my neck out for you and I am still wondering why. Before having your first match you were arrested twice. The only way I could get you out of Homeland Security Custody was to have you released under my surveillance. Lucky for you I had those strings to pull.

AFTER I FIND BROCK, THERE WON'T BE ANY OTHER ISSUES!

~~ President Mac looks behind MadDawg and sees the destruction left in his wake. He looks back at MadDawg and smirks. ~~

You already have two strikes, I suggest you not take a third. In fact, I am going to help your impulsive, anger driven ass out this time.

~~MadDawg nods his head while starting to calm down. ~~

You are giving me a match with Brock next Brawl. That is good thinking.

No, I am doing you one better than that.

You are giving me the match tonight, that is even better.

Shut-up! To make sure you don't do something stupid, as of right now, Brock is your new tag-team partner.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

And I am entering you guys will be going after the tag-team titles.

THIS IS FUC...

Oh, and if you have any bright ideas of throwing or costing your team a match, I will make sure you are severely punished.

~~ MadDawg puts his hands on his hips and burns a hole through President Mac with his glare. President Mac pats MadDawg on the shoulder.~~

Now run along and try to have a good night. Enjoy the rest of the show.

~~ President Mac turns toward the camera with a big grin on his face and walks off. MadDawg is left standing in the hall steaming as the tron goes off. ~~

There you have it folks, just like that a new tag-team is born.

MadDawg should get a shot at Brock.

How will these two work together after tonight?

When will Brock find out the good news that his new partner wants to rip him to shreds?

Guess we will have to wait and see. Until then let's get back to the action.

[President Mac]

Match Five

Tag Team Match

Nick Wadden & John Jones

VS 

Derek Wellings & Frank Sabol

Aiello: Coming up next, we have got quite the match for you ladies and gentlemen. We're taking 4 of the brightest stars to the EWC and pitting them into two teams and letting them go at it. Let me tell you, this match will be filled with fireworks from start to finish. You have Nick Wadden, the tough brawler, currently 2-1 in his EWC career and his partner "The Engineer" John Jones. Facing them tonight, is "The Airborne Ranger" Derek Wellings, who will be paring up his exciting high-flying style with Frank Sabol the submission expert. And with One Night of Terror right around the corner, we will get an early look at the type of action we'll be seeing all night at that Pay-Per-View.

Piven: Although normally I try to ignore everything you say Joey, I have to agree with you. This match is going to be fantastic! You have 4 different styles, all in one match! Now shut up and enjoy the match Aiello.

The arena goes dark as Get Up by Skrillex featuring Korn begins to blare. As the bass hits, Red, Gold and Green lights start flickering around the arena and WADDEN in big letters appear on the screen. Out from the back comes Nick Wadden with a hoody on. He's also wearing long black pants. it reads "Wadden" on the back of his hoody.

Jessica Stroup: This match is a tag-team match scheduled for one fall introducing first, standing 6'3" tall, weighing in at 249 lbs. He is from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He is "Mr. Legend" Nick Wadden!

Nick begins to walk down the ramp disregarding the crowd as he slides into the ring, removes his hoody and throws it over the top rope. He paitiently waits in the center of the ring for his partner.

The lights dim…

The crowd scream…

“THE CHAMP IS HERE…THE CHAMP IS HERE…THE CHAMP IS HERE…”

The immortal line of Ali echoes throughout the arena as gold tinted spotlight lightsup a circle of the stage…

The TitonTron begins to show footage of John Jones both training and his previous MMA and wrestling matches. Jones walks out into the spotlight on the stage and as the song begins its first verse, Jones points to the ring then raises his hand up high before slamming his palm onto the stage setting off gold pyro down the ramp. The gold tinted arena lights flash on, bathing the arena in gold.

Jessica Stroup: And his partner, from London, England, weighing in at 276 lbs. He is "The Engineer" John Jones!

Walking to the ring, Jones ignores the majority of the crowd until he starts a verbal war with a fan booing him before jumping onto the apron and into the ring. Here he paces around until the bell rings…

"The War is Over" by Trust Company blares over the PA system. From behind the curtains, comes Derek Wellings, as soon as he appears, the crowd loses it.

Jessica Stroup: And their opponents! First, standing &nbsp;6'4" tall, weighing in at 280 lbs. He hails from Detroit, Michigan, please welcome "The Airborne Ranger" Derek Wellings!

Derek Wellings makes his entrance to an incredible ovation. His years away from the ring haven't gone ignored as the fans are still behind him. With a stern face, Derek walks towards the ring. As he hears it, Derek increases his speed and slides in. Then in two movements he hops onto his feet and pounds on his shoulder.

A shotgun locking and loading is heard throughout the area as the lights flash like lightning. “Panic Station” by Muse begins to play as Frank Sabol and Mary Cyphers come out from the backstage area to a large ovation. The lights, now blue and yellow, highlight the crowd, who are all bouncing to the beat of the song.

Jessica Stroup: And his partner, being accompanied to the ring by Mary Cyphers, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Frank Sabol!

Sabol walks to the ring while touching the hands of all the fans who are reaching out to him. He walks up the ring steps, followed by Cyphers. He turns and holds the ropes open for his girlfriend as Mary enters the ring. Frank hops over the top rope and walks over to the turnbuckle. He climbs it and spreads his arms out wide as the crowd begins to chant “SA-BOL! SA-BOL!”. The Sin City Shotgun smiles and climbs down from the turnbuckle. He kisses Mary Cyphers on the cheek and takes a lap around the ring with his arm spread wide. He walks over to the side and opens up the ropes to let his girlfriend out of the ring. He chats with the referee for a moment before checking the ropes. His music and lights slowly begin to fade back to normal as he prepares for his upcoming match.

Both teams stand in their respective corners, deciding their strategy for the opening few minutes. Derek Wellings insists on starting off, and the crowd roars it's approval. Jones steps in for his team, and the two stare each other down. The tension is palpable in the ring as Referee Earl Hebner calls for the bell. When it hits, the two men circle each other carefully, each one not wanting to slip up. Jones offers his hand for a test of strength, and Wellings reluctantly grabs on. For a moment the two stand there, and both men raise their other hand. Before the fingers can interlock, Jones kicks Wellings straight in the gut. The crowd boos, and Jones laughs and shakes his head.&nbsp;

Aiello: Typical Jones, no respect for the legends, the people that made it possible for him to wrestle today. Makes me sick Piven.

Piven: You're constant droning makes me sick Joey. How's about you shut up so I can watch the great "Engineer" perfect his craft.

Aiello: It's almost like I'm talking to myself here, what's the point?

As Joey ponders his existence in the EWC, Jones is back working on Wellings. He drops down for a side headlock, and punches Wellings square in the nose. Wellings falls back with a hard thud. Jones gets Wellings on his feet and tries to throw him off the ropes, but gets reversed. As Jones bounces off the ropes, Wellings is there to meet him with a big boot to the chin. It's Wellings' turn to &nbsp;bounce off the ropes, and he goes for a knee to the head, connecting hard and knocking Jones dizzy for a second. Wellings lifts Jones up, flips him over, and sends him crashing to the ground with a strong scoop slam. He goes for another knee to the head, but Jones is waiting for this one and rolls out of the way. While Wellings holds his knee, Jones scrambles over and tags in Nick Wadden.

Wadden wastes no time going straight for Wellings with a dropkick right to the side of the head of Wellings. Wadden doesn't quit, pouncing on Wellings and landing punch after punch right to Wellings' face until Earl Hebner jumps in a pulls him off. This sends Wadden into a frenzy, screaming a Hebner. While Wadden and Hebner exchange words, Wellings very slowly gets to his feet, and claws his way over to his corner. By the time Wadden sees this, it is too late, and the tag is made to Frank Sabol. Sabol rushes Wadden and knocks him down with a clothesline, almost sending Hebner with him. Wadden gets up and rushes Sabol this time, but Sabol is waiting and sends Wadden crashing into the mat. He quickly flips him over going for the first pin of the match.

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Aiello: You're going to have to do more damage than that to keep any man in this match down for a three count.

Piven: Thank you Captain Obvious, maybe Sabol just wants to tire Wadden out quicker, did you ever think of that?

Aiello: Sorry for doing my job partner...

Joe and Jeremy continue their words as the match progesses. Sabol takes Wadden and sends him towards the ropes. At the last second, Mary Cypher pulls the ropes down and Wadden goes crashing over onto the concrete below. While Wadden is down, Cypher tries to add insult to injury by kicking Wadden in the gut. He notices this and grabs Cypher and motions to Sabol. This sends Sabol into fits and he rushes over to the ropes to aid Cypher. Sabol and referee Earl Hebner are so distracted by Wadden, that neither notice Jones slipping in until it is too late. Sabol crashes to the ground with a hard thud, and Hebner turns around to find Sabol down and no one around him as Jones managed to slip out of the ring at the last second. Wadden sees his opening, pushes Cypher aside, slides in the ring and goes for the pin.

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Sabol kicks out at two, and the crowd applauds. Sabol still appears to be in the clouds, and Wadden positions him on his feet. Sabol takes one, two, three shots to the gut before Wadden picks him up and slams him down across his knee with a thunderous backbreaker. Sabol shouts in pain, and the crowd winces. All is silent except for Wadden's showboating and Jones' applause. Wadden drags Sabol over to tag Jones in. As Jones steps in, he hits Sabol with a measured boot to the gut. The crowd roars it's disapproval. Jones doesn't care, and plays right into the crowd. He lifts Sabol to his feet and drags Sabol's face across the top rope. The sound of flesh on rope can be heard, as Sabol screams and shudders. Jones drags Sabol all the way to the other corner, then backs up, charges at Sabol and hit him with a sprinting clothesline in the corner. Sabol drops and is dragged to the center of the ring, where he is pinned again.

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Right before three Sabol kicks out again, Jones is having none of it, and motions towards Hebner to count quicker. Hebner gives him a warning. Jones grabs Sabol and positions him for a T-Bone suplex. Sabol gets lifted high and thrown across the ring. Instead of going for the pin, Jones starts pandering to the crowd, letting them know how great "The Engineer" is.


Aiello: Why doesn't Jones go for the pin! Sabol is OUT! No chance of a kick-out here, this is an&nbsp;uncharacteristically rookie move by "The Engineer" John Jones.

Piven: Why worry about it Joe? Jones has this in the bag, so what if he wants to take a few seconds to let everyone bask in his reflective glory?

Jones decides that fun is done for now, and its time to end the match. He lifts Sabol to his feet, and hoists Sabol up onto his shoulders. He begins pacing around the ring, gesturing to the crowd, that the match is over.

Piven: Here we go, it's time for my favorite move in the EWC the JKO. Let me tell you folks there is no more&nbsp;devastating finisher in all of wrestling.&nbsp;

Aiello: Can you imagine ladies and gentlemen being lifted onto John Jones shoulders and twisted so your jaw hits his shoulders? The man weighs nearly 280 pounds!

Just as Jones is ready to hit his finisher, Sabol snaps back to reality. He elbows Jones in the head, and Jones stumbles a bit. Jones tries to re-position Sabol, but Sabol fights back and manages to drop off the shoulders of Jones. Jones is furious, and spins around, hoping to catch Sabol off guard, but Sabol is waiting for him. Sabol jumps in the air, spins, and catches Jones across the chin with a spinning back kick. Sabol raises his arm in triumph before both men collapse to the ground.

Aiello: MY GOD! What a kick from Sabol! Both men down, middle of the ring, who's going to take control here?

Both men start slowly clawing there way towards their corners, and Earl Hebner begins the 10 count.

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Sabol finally gives one final push, and his hand just taps Wellings. The crowd goes wild and Jones is not far behind, tagging Wadden in. Both men rush at each other like freight trains.

Aiello: And here we go! Both men fresh, both men ready for a fight, let's see what happens!

Piven: This is where things get interesting, let's see if the legend Wellings can get the upper hand, or will the pure strength and determination of Wadden get the upper hand.

Wadden gets the upper hand in the exchanges and goes to whip Wellings across the ring, Wellings reverses sending Wadden into the ropes. Wellings knocks Wadden down with a shoulder block. He mounts him and begins hitting him with hard right hands. Wadden rolls Wellings off and pushes him back before kicking him in the gut and spiking Wellings with a DDT. Wadden sets Wellings up for a suplex and nails it before covering him.
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Shoulder up by Wellings. Wadden stalks Wellings, waiting for a chance to hit the LEGENDARY ENDING. Wellings staggers up and turns round and Wadden goes for it, but Wellings blocks it and clubs Wadden on the back of the head. Jones makes a tag on Waddens shoulder as Wellings hits Wadden with a spear. Jones comes into the ring and attacks Wellings. He goes for a German suplex, but Wellings blocks it and reverses it and hits a German of his own. Wellings goes to the top rope and lands a splash on Jones, he hooks the leg.
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Shoulder up by Jones to the frustration of Wellings. Meanwhile Sabol is still recovering outside of the ring, but looks to take out Wadden on the outside. Wadden low blows Sabol though and whips him into the ringpost. Wellings looks out of the ring at what is taking place and Wadden jumps up on the apron and hangs Wellings head down on the top rope, stunning Wellings. Wadden gets into the ring and goes to spear Wellings in revenge, but Wellings dodges it and Wadden spears his partner Jones by accident instead. Wellings tosses Wadden over the tope rope and hits ARMY STRONG on Jones. He covers him.
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'The war is over' plays on the PA system and Wellings looks ecstatic over the win, Wadden can't believe it and Sabol is still down and doesn't look like he's just won a match on Monday Night Brawl.

Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners by pinfall... FRANK SABOL & DEREK WELLINGS!!!

Winner: Frank Sabol & Derek Wellings

Joe Aiello: Nick Wadden is fuming at ringside here.

Wadden grabs Sabol and whips him into the ringpost once again in anger.

Jeremy Piven: Yes Wadden, make a statement!

Wadden walks up the ramp backstage while Wellings exits the ring and grabs a table from under the ring and sets it up in the middle of the ring. 

Joe Aiello: Revenge is on the mid of Wellings here, two shows in a row Jones has put Wellings through a table.

Wellings picks up Jones and chokeslams him through the table to the happiness of the crowd.

Jeremy Piven: Revenge is sweet for Derek Wellings tonight.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Match Six
Falls Count Anywhere Match
Sah'ta Thor
VS
Xander Kage

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, and is a "Falls Count Anywhere" match! Introducing first, hailing from parts unknown. He weighs in at 175lbs, and stands at 5 feet 9 inches. He is "Sin Incarnate" SAH'TA THOR!!!!

The opening riff to "Let it Die" by Ozzy Osbourne echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before a golden light focuses on the top of the ramp. Standing there is a regal looking Sah'ta Thor who is wearing a white furred red satin kingly mantle with a matching crown (ala Lawler). In his right hand is a royal scepter studded with gems. The light takes on a reddish tinge as four women (Melfina, Briandea, Paige, and Colliette) dressed in varying colored corsets come out from the back and surround him. As the the lyrics start up the group starts down the ramp as the women dance around him. Once at the ring Thor hands the crown and scepter to the women before shrugging off the royal robes. Thor is now revealed to be standing in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white. He pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he awaits Xander Kage.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from Swansea, Wales. Weighing in at 305lbs, and standing at 6 feet and 5 inches. Making his EWC debut tonight, he is XANDER "ALL THE RAGE" KAGE!!!!

Red, white and green pyro explodes as “Cochise” by Audioslave plays. Xander Kage struts out onto the ramp, and raises both arms in the air. He tenses up, poses a bit, and rushes towards the ring. He jumps onto the ring apron, and climbs between the ropes. He climbs each turnbuckle in the same way as his mentor BDC does.

Aiello: Here we go folks!

Piven: I'm going to make the call right here and right now, Xander Kage is going to have his ass handed to him on a plate!

Aiello: Well, everything is in Thor's favour here, but I wouldn't count the rookie Kage out yet, I mean, look at the size of him!

Piven: He's not the Death Star Joey, he's a green ass rookie that is about to take a beating.

Aiello: I guess we'll soon find out won't we.

The ref stands between Thor and Kage, keeping them apart. Both men circle the ring, flexing their fingers and limbering up, ready for war. Kage seems extremely psyched up, but there is definitely an air of nervousness about him, while the veteran Sah'Ta Thor, seems composed and ready. The ref signals for the bell, and the crowd go wild.
Kage shouts out loud and charges at Thor, but Thor quickly steps to the side, and elbows him in the mouth. The crowd groan as Kage hits the canvass hard, but to their surprise, Kage gets straight back to his feet. Thor is a bit surprised, but nods in appreciation, slaps his left shoulder, and starts circling again. Kage wipes a small trickle of blood from his mouth, applauds Thor, and gets right back into things.

Aiello: Well, the rookie made a mistake right off the bat, but bounced straight back to his feet after a vicious elbow from Sah'ta Thor.

Piven: Fair play, I thought it was over there and then.

Both men lock up in the middle of the ring, and it's quickly obvious that Thor is at a massive disadvantage here. Kage picks him up like a rag doll, and throws him into the corner. He charges in, but Thor dives into a forward roll, gets quickly to his feet, and dropkicks Kage right on the small of his back. The Welshman drops to his knees and grasps his back, while Thor wastes no time and somehow manages to lift Kage up and hit him with an Atomic Drop. Kage manages to stay on his feet, so Thor takes full advantage and hits a Russian Leg sweep. Thor goes for a quick pin


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Kage throws Thor off him and gets to his feet. Thor is surprised at the ease that Kage threw him, and backs off slightly.

Aiello: It's been all Thor so far, but I get the feeling that if Xander Kage calms down a little and starts utilizing his strength, Thor will be in big trouble.

Piven: Thor has to be lightening quick here, like a fucking ninja!

Aiello: And that is your expert analysis is it Jeremy?

Piven: What? How fucking cool would it be to see an undead fucking ninja here in the EWC!

Aiello: . . . Pretty cool actually.

Piven: I KNOW, RIGHT?

They circle each other again, and once again, Kage charges in, but dummies it this time. Thor steps to the side, but Kage swiftly takes his back, lifts him up, and hits him with a sickening Back Drop. Kage gets to his feet and raises his arms in the air. The crowd cheer, but this mistake allows Thor a chance to get to his feet. Thor kicks Kage in his leg, and launches into a flurry of punches and kicks, but to his surprise, Kage starts blocking and launches into kicks and punches of his own, Both men continue trying to get the upper hand, but both seem equal to each other in regard to striking.

Aiello: This is the most technical Falls Count Anywhere I have ever seen!

Piven: Well, Thor is an expert striker, no doubt about that, but Kage has a background in MMA, so neither one seems to be getting the upper hand in that department.

Aiello: It's impressive though! Kage has the edge in the power department, while Thor has the edge with speed and experience. It's a lot closer than I thought it would have been.

Piven: Look, I fucking hate BDC, and therefore I hate Xander Kage for being associated with him. That being said, this is a great match, although I can't believe it's still going.

Thor hits a nice combination of lefts and right, and manages to back Kage into the corner. He feints a kick, but then hits the "Sah'ta Combo". He launches two brutal chops to Kage's throat, and follows it up with a vicious roundhouse kick to his head. Kage manages to slightly block the kick, but is dazed. Thor aims a punch straight to Kage's heart, but somehow Kage manages to block it. Thor looks on in disbelief as Kage grabs his wrist with his left hand, and his throat with his right hand, and picks Thor up like a rag-doll, and throws him into the corner he was just trapped in. Kage screams in anger, and launches into the "Kage Rage". He hits a flurry of kicks and punches to Thor's body, and connects with most of them. Thor is stunned, and Kage lifts Thor up as if to hit a Spinebuster, and charges across the ring. As he slams Thor to the ground, Thor has the presence of mind to lock his hands around Kage' neck, and slams his head onto the mat at the same time. The crowd launch into a "HOLY SHIT" chant.

Aiello: Excellent instincts by the veteran there!

Piven: If Thor hadn't had done that, this match would be over right now!

Thor drapes his arm over Kage's body, but before the ref even gets a chance to make a 1 count, Kage shrugs him off and rolls under the ropes. Kage slowly gets to his feet, while Thor is much quicker and more aware. Thor quickly climbs the turnbuckle, and connects with a brutal Axe Handle, causing Kage to drop to a knee. Thor backs up a little, and charges in with a flying knee, dropping Kage to the ground. He covers Kage.



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Kage once again throws Thor off him, but it's not as impressive as it was earlier in the match. Thor punches the ground in frustration, while Kage grabs hold of the barrier and drags himself to his feet. Thor once again backs up, and launches another flying knee, but Kage moves out of the way, and Thor slams into the barricade, knee first. Kage goes straight to work on the knee, and stomps on it hard. He rolls Thor onto his back, grabs his leg, and lifts him high into the air and slams it on the floor.

Aiello: If Thor connected with that, this match would be over, but Kage showed surprising awareness for a rookie.

Piven: He's in a fucking world of trouble now Joey. Come on Thor, beat this punk's as!

Kage lifts Thor up by the leg another 2 times, causing the veteran to scream in agony. Thor rolls around in pain, and beckons for Kage to stop. To everyone's surprise, Kage hesitates, and goes to Thor's aid. He helps him up, and backs off to give Thor some time to recuperate.

Piven: Are you fucking kidding me?

Aiello: Well, it's a fantastic show of sportsmanship, but this isn't the time or place for that!

Piven: Damn it kid, this is the EWC, not the playground!

Thor is completely in shock. Kage bounces on the spot, and puts his hand out for Thor to touch to show that he's ready and able to continue. Thor hesitates, but does so. Kage nods, and the match continues.

They lock up, but Thor manages to get Kage in a Hammer Lock. He kicks Kage in the back of the knee, dropping the Welshman, and he wraps his arm around his neck and starts choking him out.

Piven: That's it, rip his fucking throat out!

Aiello: Come on Kage, you can do it!

The ref lifts Kage's hand in the air once, and it drops to his side.

Piven: Two more times, come on Thor!!!

The ref lifts it a second time, and it drops to his side.

Aiello: It's over Jeremy!

The ref lifts is a third time, but this time Kage manages to stop it. Thor screams in frustration, and squeezes tighter. Kage manages to wrap his arms around the back of Thor's head, and throws him over his shoulder. Thor sees this coming though, and manages to go straight into a forward roll, and gets to his feet instantly. Kage rushes forward, and for the first time, connects with a vicious clothesline, which turns Thor inside out. Kage takes a few seconds, then pins his opponent.

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Thor manages to throw his arm in the air at the last moment. Kage gets up, grabs Thor to his feet, and goes to Irish whip him towards the barricades. Thor manages to reverse it, and Kage charges body first into it. There is a sickening crash as his body collides, and Thor motions to the crowd that he's had enough of this nonsense. He limps over to Kage's motionless body, and hits the Immortal Hell. He stomps to Kage's leg, midsection, chest and head, bites his forehead, and chokes him for the full 5 count from the ref. He doesn't however go for the pin. Instead, he locks in a vicious Pentagram Choke.

Piven: Choke his ass out!

The crowd give a "THIS IS AWESOME" chant as Kage counters the move with ease. As a Jujitsu move, he has had plenty of practice in countering such threats, and to Thor's surprise, he dislodges his fingers, and rolls out of it. Both men get to their feet and start brawling up the ramp. They hit, block and counter with vicious punches and kicks in a flurry of awesome technique and skill. The camera zooms in, and shows both men bloody and bruised, but they are both smiling at each other and egging each other on to hit harder!

Aiello: One of the most impressive displays of technical striking I have ever seen, period!

Piven: They are beating the crap out of each other and loving it! What a battle!

They get to the top of the ramp, and Kage manages to get the upper hand by connecting with a viscous leg kick to Thor's injured leg. Thor drops to the ground and writhes in pain. Kage looks unsure what to do. He hesitates, but eventually goes for the pin. As he crouches down, Thor wraps Kage into a Schoolboy pin, but switches his body position, and locks in the brutal Argentine Leglock!

Aiello: I think Thor was playing a little possum there Jeremy, and Kage's reluctance to take advantage of his opponent has cost him dearly!

Piven: He's a stupid little bitch, and he deserves this. Hopefully he'll learn his lesson here and man the fuck up in future!

Kage screams in pain, but keeps fighting. Thor has it locked in deep, and each time Kage tries to counter the move, Thor manages to have the piece of mind to change his body position to stop the Welshman from powering out. The ref continues to ask Kage if he gives up, but he shakes his head and screams "NO"! Thor is getting frustrated at Kage now, and after at least 5 minutes of trying to make him submit, he releases the hold and just snaps. He stomps on Kage's body, over and over again, and walks behind the curtain, and returns with a steel chair. Kage drags himself to his knees, and shakes his head in disappointment. Thor lifts the chair up and smashes it over Kage's head, busting him wide open. He hits him again and again, and screams in rage as he locks in the Heretic's Curse

Aiello: Not like this!

Piven: He's been taught a valuable lesson, and deserves it. GO ON THOR!!!

Kage is unconscious, and the ref quickly realises this and signals for the bell. Thor releases the hold, gets to his feet, and realises what he's done. He puts his hands on his head and just looks horrified. He goes to Kage to make sure he is ok, and motions for EMT's to come out and check on the Welshman. They come out with a stretcher and tend to his injuries.

Jessica Stroup: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR WINNER BY TKO . . . . SAH'TA THOR!!!!

Winner: Sah'ta Thor

Aiello: Horrific scenes here folks, but, a classy act from Sah'ta Thor.

Piven: He lost his temper, and Kage suffered for it. It's part of the business, and I don't understand why there's all this Care Bear humping bullshit going on.

Aiello: Jeremy, Thor isn't a bad guy, he's just frustrated. In his mind, Kage interfiered in his match last week, and pushed him to his limit this week. Losing to a rookie would have been unthinkable, but how many times could Kage have won this match?

Piven: Should have, could have, and would have if he hadn't been such a fucking baby about everything.

Kage looks gutted while Thor celebrates. The show then cuts and shows a replay of the opening of tonights show.

Joe Aiello: Don't forget earlier tonight and Thor will be interested with this, President Mac here saying that the EWC title will be on the line at Wrestlefest.

Jeremy Piven: What a night that will be.

[President Mac]

Match Seven

Tag Team Match

Joey Orsome & Justin Harmony

VS 

The Fatal Ones

The arena goes black as the chilling chants of Shadow Moses kick in. The arena stays black as the lyrics finish (We're going nowhere). As the heavy riff hits in pyros flash into the roof of the arena revealing a black shadowy figure in the centre of the entrance. The lights come back on to reveal Joey Orsome standing at the top of the entrance ramp with a microphone in hand.

Joey: Cut my music!

The music abruptly comes to a halt as Joey begins to pace down towards the ring.

Joey: Now before my match starts I thought I'd take it upon myself to come out here and speak my mind.

Joey gets to the ring steps, an arrogant and cocky smile across his face as always. He climbs through the ring ropes and makes his way into the centre of the ring.

Aiello: I wonder what he has to say.

Joey: Now, I'll do you all a favour and cut to the chase. I'm unhappy. Not in life. My life is perfect at the moment. I'm unhappy with the utterly disgusting booking of my matches. By now you all know of my previous achievements here. I am a three time International Champion. I was once one round away from the King of the Cage finals. I 'was' great. Now though...

He pauses for a second as the crowd continues to sit almost confused by the ramblings.

Joey: ...I'm even better.&nbsp;

Some parts of the crowd cheer while others meet him with the typical wrestling heckle "WHAT?" Joey smirks at the crowds reaction.

Joey: I'm sorry but it's the truth. I am better now than I was before. I know, scary right? So considering this point, which is so clearly factual. Why in Gods name have I not been put in the Main Event? I mean take tonight's Main Event for example. Bel Biggz vs... wait for it... Yep I don't know who he is either guys. Mike Pumpkins or something? Like how is this guy even in the Main Event? Above me!?

Sections of the crowd again cheer and applaud in agreement. Joey pauses for a second and shakes his head.

Joey: I'm glad some of you have the sense and brain cells to agree.

Other parts of the crowd begin to boo.

Joey: Simmer down. Now I understand the fact the match was put together after what happened on the last Brawl. But I do not agree with it being a Main Event match. I am a Main Eventer. Tike Flopkins is not. Neither is that one who seems to have mental problems. Yeah I mean you Bel Biggz. Anyway, this is going off track. Point is, I am above these pathetic tag team matches, whoever I may be against or teaming with. They are so many levels below me. I do not care for tag team matches or the tag team department. I am after one thing. The one title that has eluded me this whole time.

Another "WHAT?" chant echoes around the arena.

Joey: The EWC championship! I am better than every wrestler on this roster. Including that former champion turned awful actor Jay Cee. It's time the people who put this show together start to realise that. Now hurry up and bring my opponents and "team-mate" out so I can get this over with and go home. Thanks.

Joey drops the microphone and slumps against the back right turnbuckle and waits for the rest of the wrestlers to enter the ring.

Jessica Stroup: This next match is a tag team match, introducing first, from San Diego, California. Weighing in at 240 pounds. Joey Orsome!

Jessica Stroup: And his tag team partner...

"Hi Haters" plays throughout the PA system as Justin Harmony enters the curtains. The crowd roars as they boo him basically out of the arena. He raises his right arm as pyros flare up. He walks down the ramp with a smirk on his face while having a littlw swagger in his step. He seeks the opportunity and he just walks up the stairs. He enters the ring, raising his arm up with pyros let again flaring up at the time.

Jessica Stroup:...hailing from Tampa, Florida....Justin Harmony!

Joe Aiello: It will be interesting to see how this team works together.

Jeremy Piven: You have got that right my man.

Damien comes out first, Monique to his right side. She gives Damien a kiss on the cheek before heading for the ring. Damien takes in the view as Monique gets on the apron, teasing the fans as she gets in the ring. Damien climbs in behind her, Monique sitting in the corner facing the ramp smiling. Damien leans on the ropes in the middle, confidence on the faces of the pair.


Jessica Stroup: Their opponents.... the team of Damien Romero and Monique Davenport...The Fatal Ones!

Joe Aiello: So here we go. The Fatal Ones’ debut wasn’t what they wanted. They didn’t mesh well. Perhaps Monique was too excited to be in the match and perhaps Romero didn’t trust his protégé with the reigns early on.

Jeremy Piven: You should just say she screwed the whole match up.

Joe Aiello: No I’m not. They lost to Bad Attitude, a tag team that despite their intentions is a favorite to be the top tag team in this resurrected incarnation of EWC. Their opponents tonight are not tag team partners. In fact, they don’t even like each other. Justin Harmony has been in two tag team bouts so far and has proven to be less than trustworthy partner. Orsome doesn’t seem like he can cooperate with anyone. Rumor is that he drove Shane Borderland out of the company with his demands.

Jeremy Piven: You just make that stuff up?

Joe Aiello: I’ve got my sources.

The bell rings signaling the start of the match as Justin and Monique square off in the center of the ring. She goes for a quick headlock attempt but Harmony counters the move with a clothesline. Monique drops to the mat and Justin goes for the pin attempt.

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Damien rushes into the ring and slams his fists into Justin's back. This allows Monique to get her shoulder up. Damien pulls Justin to his feet and the pair brawl in the ring for a few seconds until the referee manages to get Damien back out of the ring. By this time Monique was now in Justin's face where she hits him with a brutal uppercut.

Joe Aiello: I would hate to be Justin right now.

Jeremy Piven: Oh I don't know, isn't it your dream to be beaten by a sexy woman?

As Justin wobbles Monique rushes over and tags Damien into the match. Damien, who is now legally in the match, struts over and lifts Justin up in a release German Suplex into the center of the ring. From there Damien gives a cocky pose before dropping down for the pin attempt.

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Joe Aiello: Justin seriously needs to get out of this match.

Jeremy Piven: I don't think Joey is going to let it end like this.

The pin is broken up by a knee to the back of Damien's head from Joey. Damien rolls out of the way as the referee tries to regain order. Joey is sent out of the ring but is quickly tagged in by Justin. Meanwhile, Damien has jumped back to clear his head while tagging Monique back into the match.

Aiello: Things are about to get interesting in the ring.

Piven: Oh for sure. I can't wait to see how this turns out.

Monique rushes at Joey in a running clothesline which rocks him slightly. As Monique turns to follow it up with roundhouse kick Joey ducks down. This allows Joey to catch Monique's leg and lift her up into the air. He slams her down into ring with a spinebuster before following up with a pin attempt and hooks her leg.

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Joe Aiello: The Fatal Ones seem to be looking better as Joey is already showing signs of frustration. He caught Monique off guard or so he thought.

Joey drags the smaller Davenport to his corner and slaps Harmony’s hand for the tag. Harmony mean mugs Joey before going on the offensive. Harmony pulls Monique up to her and gives her a chop that makes the crowd pay homage to the Nature Boy. Before Harmony can do anything more, Orsome changes his mind and tags himself back in. Monique gets leveled with a charging clothesline from Orsome. Joey runs off the ropes and then drops an elbow into the small of Monique’s back

Harmony argues with the referee about the tag as Orsome goes for the possible winning pin. Romero sneaks in and kicks Joey in the ribs. The referee turns around as Monique has recovered and twists Joey around with a headscissors takeover. Monique looks to do something off the ropes but we never find out because Harmony grabs her by the hair as the referee admonishes Romero who was caught just as he was getting back onto the apron.

Jeremy Piven: That’s what Mac gets for hiring referees with no names. You get stuff like this.

Joe Aiello: These two teams are just trying to out cheat each other now. Also Harmony and Joey can’t even decide what strategy they’re going to employ.

Joey drags Monique in the middle of the ring and wants to slow the match down…. Slow her down… he cinches in a rear chinlock that won’t get his team the victory, he hopes it will take Monique out of this match and make her sluggish as Romero desperately calls for the tag.

Monique tries to struggle and nearly breaks the hold with sharp elbows to the ribs but Joey slips away and cuts her off with a high knee to midsection. He butterflies her arms and pulls her up into the arm. Her legs helplessly point to the ceiling as Orsome drives her down with The Impact Factor. The referee sees the pin….

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JUSTIN HARMONY BREAKS IT UP!?


Joe Aiello: Harmony and Orsome are jaw jacking. I’m not going to repeat what they said but Harmony says he wants the pin.

Orsome…almost uncharacteristically says fine.

Jeremy Piven: Joey’s a big boy. A win is a win.

Orsome drags Monique’s body to the corner and tags in Harmony. Harmony shoves Orsome away and then toys with Monique who right now is at zero. Damien can only watch as Harmony swings Monique around and slams her skull into the mat with a swinging neckbreaker!

Joe Aiello: What DEVESTATION supplied by Justin Harmony.

Harmony puts a foot on Monique’s chest…the referee hesitantly starts to count the cocky pin attempt…

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The referee is too slow to stop Orsome grabbing Harmony by the scruff of his hair and by his waist band and tossing him out of the ring. Harmony gets some of his own medicine and slams into the mat outside shoulder first. Romero is in… and by instinct Orsome ducks a clothesline and dropkicks Romero out of the ring!!! Romero crashes right into Harmony!! The crowd’s noise swells as Joey turns around … and side steps a Davenport’s superkick attempt. She turns around and Orsome quickly gives Monique a horrifyingly crisp brainbuster!

Joe Aiello: Joey Orsome just gave one half of the Fatal Ones a VIEW TO KILL!

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Harmony and Romero for both different reasons but the same goal try to break up the pin …but its too late.


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THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH, JOEY ORSOME AND JUSTIN HARMONY!!!

Joey looks at his fallen opponent and screams out in frustration asking the world if that is all they have for him. Romero once again slides into the ring to check on his fallen tag team partner. Harmony shakes his head in disgust and walks away from another tag team partner despite being victorious.

Joe Aiello: What is in store for The Fatal Ones? Once again Monique stays in too long and Romero watches her lose the match … and this time it was against a team… actually two singles guys who just wanted the pin for themselves. Joey looks like he just won a fatal four way opposed to a tag team match …

Jeremy Piven: Joey and Justin could have been a great team … what went wrong?

Joe Aiello: Easy, Jeremy. It was about ego and this time Joey prevailed and that just burns a hole through Harmony’s being tonight.


The lights of the arena cut out before Joey Orsome is able to make it out of the ring and the crowd buzzes with excitement.&nbsp; Strobes flicker like lightning and a rumble of thunder shakes the foundation of the arena.&nbsp; Orsome can be seen in the dim light watching up toward the stage area as a spotlight cuts through the darkness and shines down on the empty stage.&nbsp; The crowd stands expecting a great entrance when the spotlight goes out.&nbsp; The crowd grows restless and Orsome can be heard in the ring screaming for whomever or whatever to come on, to bring it on.&nbsp; Another spotlight shines down on the aisle way, cutting through the dark nothing.&nbsp; No one stands in the light. The crowd likes this even less and Orsome has grown quiet with confusion.

Aiello: I was wondering if this mysterious person that's been hassling Orsome was going to show up this week!

Piven: I have to believe he or she is here! I can't take the anticipation anymore; to see what this is all about!

The spotlight cuts out and you can hear Orsome belt out a blood curdling scream.&nbsp; The house lights come back up and the mysterious little girl from New York's Monday Night Brawl is standing in the ring, giggling.&nbsp; Orsome is cowered in the corner looking at the girl in horror.&nbsp; Without taking his eyes off of her, he reaches out and motions for a microphone.&nbsp;

Orsome: Oh...

Orsome giggles nervously to himself and starts to reach out toward the girl.

Orsome: It's you...you startled me little girl. What's this about? Do you need help?

The girl shakes her head and Orsome pulls his hand back from her movement, nervously.

Orsome: Look, why don't you and I just walk backstage and I'll find you someone to help you find your parents, huh? How does that sound? You came out here in New York and now here, you obviously belong to someone in the back. How about we quit with the games and -

The girl points to the stage and a voice cracks through the arena's sound system. As the voice speaks, we notice on the big screen above the entrance that it isn't off, but that it actually is broadcasting video. In the black of the screen, a shadow moves as the voice talks.

The Second Coming: "Games," what an interesting choice of words, Joseph. You ignored my warning in Winnipeg. You ignored my warning in New York. I would have thought that my little bits of showmanship would have, at the very least, caught your attention. But no, same old Joseph, he's too proud to let the boogie man bring him down. Don't let them see you sweat, right? Don't let them get under your skin. Ever the stoic personification of bravado.

Yes, "Games."

Orsome is now standing, the microphone down at his side. He eyes the girl who is now intently watching the stage area. Orsome leaps over and grabs the girl by her hair. She screams and struggles as he wraps his arm around her throat and yells into the microphone.

Orsome: Show yourself! Enough of this!

The arena goes dark again, except for the lights illuminating down directly on the ring. Orsome lets goes and steps back as the girl remains where she was. A grotesque smile crawls across her pale face.

The Second Coming: Oh, Joseph, a little girl, really? You think you can get to me through her? You think that hurting her would pull me out of hiding? Tisk-tisk, Mister Orsome, you should know me better than that. Her allegiance to me means far more to her than it does to me. Even if she died, I would find another. You know that, she knows that, and I...well...

The girl moves out of the ring and slowly walks up the aisle. A spotlight follows her as Orsome tries to peer through the darkness.

The Second Coming: But these are just the types of "games" we play, aren't they, Joseph? They're expected. To easily replace the love of a female for another without a second thought. It's stock, it's tired, it's warn and played out...just...like...YOU!

The lights on the ring go out and the girl has made it to the stage area. She now stands beside a dark figure that remains on the outside of the spotlight's reach. Orsome's in the ring, his microphone has been cut out, but you can hear him screaming, daring the figure on the stage to come in the ring to fight like a man. The figure runs a finger under the chin of the girl.

The Second Coming: One day though, Joseph, we will learn the hard way that the hearts of women are more than toys. That they shouldn't have been trifled with so easily. One day we'll let our guard down, and one of them will creep in further than we're used to letting them, and they'll make a home for themselves. And when it's time, they'll destroy us from the inside out. They'll take everything we've worked so hard to get, to keep, to maintain, and they will leave us as a mere shadow of our former selves. But...

The figure pats the girl on the head and she smiles before walking backstage. The figure remains in the darkness.

The Second Coming: ...it's already too late for you. I have arrived. I am The Second Coming, Joseph. I am here to hold a mirror up and show you, to show everyone that you aren't what you once were. You aren't this great man, but merely a whisper of anything honorable, memorable, admirable. You're the scum in the bottom of a discarded trash can, Joseph. You're nothing. Maybe, even, you never were...

The crowd buzzes and you can hear Orsome still challenging the figure from inside the ring.

The Second Coming: The first step in fixing a problem is admitting that there even is a problem. That's right, Joseph, I'm here to fix you. I'm here to identify the cancer of this organization and I'm going to eradicate it. I'm going to wipe you out, every trace of you, until EWC and its fans eventually forget you. And then, I will remain. I -- The Second Coming...

The lights of the stage area and the ring come up and the crowd collectively gasps.

Aiello: WHAT THE -- ?!

Piven: IT'S ORSOME?!

Inside the ring, Joey Orsome stands, his mouth agape as the cameras focus on the figure standing on the stage area. He throws his arms out to his sides proudly, a huge white grin slides across the face of the man.

The Second Coming: ...The Second Coming of...ORSOME!

Aiello: There's TWO Orsome's?!

Piven: I don't know what's going on! Monday Night Brawl will be right back!

The cameras fade to commercial.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Derek Wellings makes his way to the ring, armed with a microphone. Earlier in the night, Derek Wellings finally put his nemesis, John Jones, through a table. Even though he's gotten back at Jones, he's not happy and is still in a foul mood.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring: “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings!

Once he’s at ring side, Derek steals the chair from the time keeper and goes into the ring. He sets the steel chair up in the center of the ring and sits down.

Jeremy Piven: Derek still isn't happy folks, even though he finally got even with John Jones by putting him through a table earlier tonight. Maybe now that they're even, Derek Wellings will quit being a man child and finally act like an adult.

Joe Aiello: The Airborne Ranger is indeed a strange man, there’s no question there.

Jeremy Piven: Maybe, God forbid, we'll get a little insight into the mind of The Airborne Ranger.

Derek Wellings: You know, a few weeks back I got a little over envious and wanted to put John Jones through a table. But instead, he put me through a table. A few weeks back, John Jones put me through another table on Brawl. Now earlier tonight, after my match, John Jones got what he deserved, and that was me putting him through a table. Now, I enjoy escalation, I love seeing who can get the last word in. Well, this time I'm not a happy soldier. I'm still angry and I want to put an end to this the way I want. So I'm going to call out Jone Jones so the two of us can settle this, one on one.

Sitting back and relax, Derek looks the entrance way and waits on John Jones. The fans start getting rowdy, causing Derek jump up on his chair and help incite the crowd by calling out John Jones. Once more, Derek raises the microphone up to his mouth.

Derek Wellings: You know what, since he won’t come out willingly, then we’ll call him out. I want the men and boys in this room to say “JONES IS” and the women with the girls say “A P***Y!” Let’s start!

Men: Jones is…

Women: A p***y!

Men: Jones is…

Women: A p***y!

Men: Jones is…

Women: A p***y!

Joe Aiello: Well, looks like Derek knows how to work the crowd. I don’t remember anyone in EWC history who knew how to incite a crowd like this.

Jeremy Piven: I don’t think I can correct you there, Joey. But I do admit, even though Derek Wellings might be a few tacos short of a combination platter, he does know how to work the crowd and he knows how to get them to do what he says, when he says.

“The Champ is Here” by Jadakiss hits the PA System, the crowd begins to boo loudly. Derek jumped off the chair, folded it and readied the chair. “The Champ is Here” continues playing but John Jones isn’t appearing, Derek leans over and remains alert. The crowd tries to warn Derek as John runs through the crowd, slides in the ring and attacks Derek from behind. The Airborne Ranger and Jones start brawling in the ring, security runs in but Derek and Jones fight them out. They wait outside patiently and let the two beat the Hell out of each other. Derek hits John with a stiff Clothesline, picks up the chair, and swings the chair hard over head. Jones takes the blow on his skull, shakes it off, and looks to Derek. Once more, Derek swings the chair, denting it with John Jones skull, but he remains standing tall. This time he roars angrily, and Derek swings one more time and floors his opponent.

Security reaches into the ring and pulls out John Jones out. He quickly recovers and starts heading away from the ring. Derek sets up the chair, runs against the opposite rumps, steps up on the chair, jumps off the top rope and LANDS a Suicide Dive on John Jones, taking security out with them. The crowd explodes, as Derek and John continue beating the Hell out of each other. John pushes and tackles Derek over the security rails and start brawling in the audience. John grabs a chair and smashes it over his enemies back. Losing his foot, Derek is caught by two burly bikers; he grabs one of their beer bottles, and smashes it against John Jones head. He falls down, holding a freshly open cut. Police and security give over the railing and grab John Jones with EMTs running out to tend to.

Derek Wellings: I ain’t going back to the brig!

Pushing through the crowd, Derek makes his escape towards the stairs. The EWC fans get in the police and security’s way, helping Derek escape. The EMTs take John Johns back to remove glass from the side of his head while the a few members of the police and security go after Derek. Meanwhile at the announcers table, Jeremy Piven is all smiles and enjoying everything.

Jeremy Piven: Ha ha! That’s Derek Wellings for you, it’s about time the serious Airborne Ranger return, I’m glad our beloved General Manager took the night off.

Joe Aiello: I might argue that because of what happened to John Jones, but you know what. It is good to see Derek with MEN’S CLOTHES on for once.

Jeremy Piven: Oh wait until you see the gift he has for Mr. Defoe. I’m SO glad Derek took my advice for that.

Joey Aiello: Why do I have a bad feeling suddenly?

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Match Eight

Jay Cee vs Damon Cross

Aiello: Welcome back to this four hundred and second edition of Monday Night Brawl. Up next we have an incredible match for you. The undefeated and former EWC Champion Jay Cee takes on Damon Cross who had a tough loss in his first match but bounced back with an impressive win in his next.

Piven: It's going to be a great match but I can't see Jay Cee losing at this point. He's a man on a mission. He wants that EWC title back around his waist.

Aiello: Very true. Well here we go ladies and gents.

Don't (arena goes black) Be (arena lights up) Silent! (arena floods in a red light. As the beginning of Confrontation blares over the PA system, the camera pans around and finds Damon Cross standing in the crowd on the second tier. Damon makes his way through the crowd, pushing through the massive throngs of the crowd trying to pat him on the back. Once he reaches the barricade, Damon hops over and grabs the time keeper's steel chair and places it in the nearest corner. Damon stands with one foot on the chair and the other on the barricade. As the lyrics "Don't be silent, Defy the tyrant" blare over the PA System, Cross throws his arm in the air as the crowd reacts back by throwing their own fists in the air. Damon hops off the chair and rolls under the bottom rope. Damon climbs the nearest turnbuckle and throws his fist once more into air as he jumps off the turnbuckle. As he takes off his beanie and bandana off his face, Damon flips the referee off. After puting his beanie, bandana and kendo stick in his corner, Damon stands by waiting for the match to begin in the corner.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing to my right...weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds...hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...THE OMEGA...DAAAMON CROSSSS

"Bangarang" by Skrillex begins to play and there is a small wait as the song goes through its light intro before Jay walks out to the top of the ramp with pyrotechnics blasting on either side. Jay stops to check out the crowd and puts his hands on his hips and grins. As the song gets on Jay raises his arms up and starts to walk down the ramp. The first few steps pyros once again go off either side as he walks down. Jay turns with his arms spread out to the side in a "check me out" style, still smiling.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from Devon, England and weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds. "The Elite" JAY CEE!!!

Jay takes his time to get to the bottom. He then walks around the ring, still taking his time. Halfway around the ring he stops, he looks up at the ring and jumps onto the apron. He walks alongside the outside and stands on the second turnbuckle and puts his arms out shouting at the crowd that he is here. Jay then jumps over the ropes landing in the ring. He goes over to the opposite turnbuckle climbing to the second turnbuckle and repeating his pose from the other turnbuckle. After absorbing the atmosphere Jay gets down.

Aiello: It's show time!

Jay and Damon stare each other down and the referee signals for the start of the match. The two men lock up but it's short lived as Jay Cee whips Damon into the ropes and knocks him down with a shoulder barge. Damon quickly gets to his feet and regroups. They lock up again but this time Damon throws Jay into the ropes and knocks him down. Jay gets back to his feet and smirks. Damon raises his arms to lock up again but Jay kicks him in the gut, Damon keels over and Jay follows it up with a swinging neck breaker. Jay rises to his feet and drops back down driving his elbow into Damon's sternum. He hooks his arm behind his head and pins him.

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Damon quickly kicks out.

Aiello: Jay Cee establishing the upper hand in the early stages here.

Piven: He'll have to do a whole lot more to earn the win though.

Jay gets up to his feet and pulls Damon up with him but Damon breaks the hold and levels Jay with a right hand causing him to stumble back. Damon piles on the pressure with a left and then a right before finishing off the flurry with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Jay however wisely rolls out of the ring.

Aiello: Cross fights back! Impressive belly to belly there.

Piven: The smartness and awareness from Jay Cee to just roll out of the ring proves what a veteran wrestler he is.

Damon quickly slides out under the ropes to not allow Jay time to recooperate but he is met by a clothesline that drops him to the mat. Cross clutches his head. Jay pulls Cross to his feet and rolls him into the ring before going to the top turnbuckle. He waits for Damon to get up before launching off for a top rope clothesline but Damon catches Jay mid-air with an uppercut as Jay drops hard to the mat. Damon covers.

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Shoulder up by Jay Cee!

Aiello: This ones going back and fourth. Great stuff from both men.

Piven: ...Do I have to always say something after you?

Aiello: No...

Piven: ...

Damon brings Jay back up to a vertical base and whips him into the corner. He runs and attempts a big boot to Jay's chin but Jay ducks causing Damon's leg to get caught up on the top rope. Jay locks his arms around Damon and hits him with a german suplex. He holds the lock and attempts another but Damon blocks it by hooking his leg and then throws an elbow into the side of Jay's head causing him to leg go. Damon turns and drops Jay with a powerful clothesline. He then climbs to the top turnbuckle himself and hits a huge frog splash. He immediately pins.

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Jay kicks out at two and a half.

Aiello: He almost had him!

Piven: ...

Damon slams the mat in frustration believing he had him for the three count. He again returns to the top rope and attempts a second frog splash but Jay, not to be done twice by the same move, rolls away and Damon hits nothing but ring mat. Both men are down in the middle of the ring as the referee begins his mandatory ten count. 1... Still no movement. 2... Both men begin to slowly stir. 3... Jay Cee get's to one knee while Cross is still down. 4... Jay Cee now begins to rise vertical as Damon get's to his knees. The referee stops his count as Jay Cee runs over and connects with a huge knee to the side of Damon's head. The impact sends Damon crashing through the ropes. Jay drops outside the ring to get Cross back into the ring but Damon connects with a right hook to Jay's abdomen. Jay fights back with a right of his own to Damon's face. Damon again follows up with a right hook to Jay's abdominal region. Damon then gets to his feet and whips Jay into the steel steps outside of the ring causing Jay to crash knee first into them. He flops to the floor holding his right knee. Damon rolls into the ring as the ref begins another ten count.

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Aiello: Jay needs to get in the ring before the ten count or he loses.

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Jay rolls over onto all fours but clutches his right knee again.

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Jay gets to his feet and limps gingerly to the ring apron.

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Jay rolls into the ring but is met by a barrage of viscious stamps and kicks to his right knee. He screams in pain as he clutches the bottom rope. Damon continues to stamp his knee as the referee get's to a four count and breaks Damon's assault. Damon sadistically smiles as Jay writhes around clutching his knee. Damon walks over to Jay and drags him by his bad leg into the centre of the ring and sets up into an STF submission on Jay's bad knee. Jay roars in pain as he desperately claws towards the ropes.

Aiello: Damon could cause an upset here! Could he cause Jay Cee to tap?

Piven: ...

Aiello: Oh come on say something.

Piven: I'm kinda hungry. Shame Shadow Man's injured I could do with a taco.

Aiello: Typical.

Damon locks in the STF even tighter as Jay continues to slowly claw his way towards the bottom rope. Damon holds the lock even tighter still causing Jay Cee to stop and hover his arm over the mat. He looks like he's about to tap when he suddenly makes one more desperate reach for the bottom ropes and just manages to wrap his fingers around it causing Damon to break the hold.

Aiello: Close call for the former EWC Champion.

Piven: His knee has to be hurting though Joe.

Jay Cee immediately clutches his knee as Damon slides outside the ring once again depsite plee's from the ref to get back in. He drags Jay Cee over to the ring post with Jay's legs either side of it. Damon grabs Jay's right leg and goes to wrap it around the steel post but Jay pulls his leg towards himself and Damon headbutts the ring post and drops to one knee outside the ring. Jay rolls away from the corner to recover.

Aiello: Very smart from Jay Cee!

Jay uses the ropes to get back to his feet but treads very carefully on his right leg. Damon gets back into the ring and begins to stalk Jay as he hobbles around trying to avoid Damon. Damon takes a charge and tries to kick Jay's right leg but Jay manages to dodge the attack and hits Damon with a spine buster out of no where.

Aiello: Could be the turning point for Jay Cee.

Piven: Desperation move from Jay Cee. He now needs to capatilize on this.

Jay gingerly gets to his feet, still being very careful on his right leg. He waits as Damon slowly gets back to his holding his back, Jay moves in and throws a right forearm right into Damons spine. He then whips Damon into the ropes and follows after him but Damon holds the ropes to stop himself coming back to Jay. Damon then springs from the ropes and hits Jay with an enziguri. Damon stands up and signals to the crowd that it's time to finish this. He sets Jay up for the Psycho Driver 13 but as he hoists him upwards Jay manages to escape the move falling behind Damon and hits him with a double knee back breaker. He instantly clutches his right knee after hitting the move but fights through it and hooks Damons leg.

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Damon gets his shoulder up in the nick of time!

Aiello: This match keeps going back and forth. It's incredible.

Piven: One minute you think it's all over for Jay Cee, he counters and suddenly it's Damon who you think could be about to lose.

Jay looks at the ref shocked he didn't get the three count. He slaps the mat and then gets on top of Damon and begins unleashing a series of right and left hands. The referee gets to a four count which stops Jays onslaught, he looks at the ref and back at Damon but Damon thumbs him in the eye causing him to fall back. Damon gets to his feet while Jay holds his left eye. Damon kicks Jay in the mid section and hits him with a sit out power bomb! Damon looks at Jay and a sadistic smile covers his face. He then goes to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle.

Aiello: Why is he not covering him?

Piven: Maybe he feels like he needs to do more to pin Jay Cee. Or maybe he's just a little bit messed in the head.

Damon launches off the top rope going for a headbutt but Jay lifts his knee's to his chest and Damon lands head first into Jay Cee's knee's. He collapses to the floor holding his face as Jay rolls around clutching his right knee.

Aiello: Incredible counter from Jay Cee again but he keeps using that knee!

Piven: These guys will risk everything to pick up the win.

Both men are down in the center of the ring forcing the referee into another ten count. He only gets to 3 though as Jay Cee is back on his feet, again using the ropes for leverage. Damon quickly follows, resting up against the corner. Jay runs at Damon and attempts to hit a splash on Damon in the corner but Damon steps aside and Jay eats the turnbuckle. Damon grabs Jay Cee and hits him with a reverse DDT. Damon paces around Jay Cee a couple of times and Jay Cee tries to kick at him but Damon catches Jay's leg and puts him into a cloverleaf submission using Jay's right leg. Jay screams in agony.

Aiello: Submission hold right onto that right leg! Will Jay tap?

Jay desperately reaches for the bottom rope again but Damon not wanting to let go of the hold smartly pulls Jay toward the center of the ring. Jay is stranded in the middle of the ring in agony and his hand, for the second time, hovers over the ring mat.

Piven: It's over. He's gunna tap!

Jay's hand looks like it's about to fall to the mat but he somehow turns breaking the hold and rolls Damon up out of no where!

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Aiello: How did he do that!? He was a second away from tapping!

Piven: Incredible desperation counter!

Jessica Stroup: You winner by pinfall. "The Elite" Jay Cee!

WINNER: JAY CEE

Jay Cee struggles to his feet and Damon Cross begins to attack Jay Cee after the bell had rung. 

Joe Aiello: Not again, everyone is out for the former champ, this happened with Sah'ta Thor last week. 

Jeremy Piven: If you can't beat them, beat them up after.

Cross begins stomping a mudhole in Cee, and Cee writhes on the ground in pain. Cross is extrmely frustrated, and throws Cee over the top rope. He grabs a chair, and is about to start battering Jay Cee to a bloody pulp, when suddenly "Let it Die" by Ozzie Osbourne blasts from the pa system, and Sah'ta Thor starts walking down the ramp, microphone in hand. Cross looks on in shock, yet refuses to allow Jay to get to his feet, and keeps kicking him when he's down.

Aiello: Well I didn't expect Thor to come to Jay's aid here, I'll be honest.

Piven: Is he though?

Sah'ta Thor: Damon Cross, I feel your pain. I know you want to succumb to the darkness, but I ask you one thing. Why succumb to something that has always been there.

Cross seems to be taking in everything Thor is saying. Thor gets alongside Cross, and Cross lifts up the chair in defence. Thor keeps hold of the microphone, and grabs a chair of his own.

Sah'ta Thor: Cross, I urge you to rethink your actions here. I mean, you could attack me with the chair, as I attacked the cretin that is Xander Kage earlier this evening, but I have to admit that I felt a rush to my system that I haven't felt for a long time, and I finally realised that I gain my power from the darkness, and I now know that I need more, so on that note . . .

Thor hits Jay with the chair.

Aiello: OH MY GOD!!!

Piven: I didn't see that coming!!!

Cross shrugs his shoulders and also starts hitting Jay Cee. Chair shot after chair shot rain down on his body, and to his credit, he tries fighting back, but it's in vain. Suddenly, "Cochise" by audioslave blasts from the pa system, and an injured Xander Kage, complete with bandages tied tightly around his ribs, and his head runs down the ramp. Thor looks on in disbelief, because of the beating he gave the young rookie earlier on. He lifts up the chair high in the air, but Kage hits him with a brutal spear, sending both men crashing to the ground. Kage writhes in agony, and Cross takes advantage of this, and starts hitting Kage over and again with the chair. Jay Cee manages to get to his feet, and he has grabbed the chair that Thor dropped, and he swings it wildly, catching Cross across the head. Cross hits the deck, but Thor hits Jay Cee from behind, and goes to work on his injured leg. Kage drags himself towards Jay Cee, and drapes his injured body over Jay Cee in an effort to protect him, and absorbs even more punishment.

Aiello: I don't believe what I'm seeing! Xander Kage is shielding Jay Cee with his own body!

Piven: What a bloody idiot! Get out of the way you stupid bastard!

Cross is busted wide open, but he laughs, and joins in the beat down. Security rush down to the ring, but Thor and Cross attack them with chairs, and there is utter carnage. They finally have enough, and walk to the top of the ramp, while EMT's rush to ringside to tend to Jay Cee and Xander Kage. Cross grabs Thor's arm and raises it high into the air, to a massive chorus of boos from the EWC family, as Brawl cuts to commercial.

[President Mac]

Joe Aiello: Well folks, I've just received word that we are about to join Maggie Covax, live from EWC HQ!

Jeremy Piven: Oh great . . . Is this the "big announcement" that BDC keeps banging on about?

Joe Aiello: Well, he did announce that he was going to be named as the new EWC VP tonight, so my guess is yes!

Jeremy Piven: Kill me now . . .

The EWC-Tron flares up, and the crowd go wild in anticipation of the big announcement.

Maggie Covax: Ladies and gentlemen of the EWC family, I have been informed that the board meeting is about to end, and that we will indeed have a brand new Vice President named here tonight!

Joe Aiello: I like that, "the EWC family". It has a nice ring to it.

Jeremy Piven: You can shove your Universe up your asses, here in the EWC, we're bigger than that!

Maggie Covax: As you all know, BDC, who is already head of our development and training, and also co general manager of Monday Night Brawl, promised the world that he was going to become the new Vice President here in the EWC. He has promised radical changes that has split the roster and the EWC family right down the middle, and should he be elected, nothing will ever be the same here, that I can promise you!

Joe Aiello: Amen to that! The roster is certainly divided with his new regime ideas.

Jeremy Piven: If he is named the new VP, the EWC will die a slow and painful death. We are extreme here - it's the first word in the name of the company. The man is an old, decrepit dinosaur, and he needs to be hit by a fucking meteor and made extinct already!

Maggie Covax: Wait a minute, are they done? . . . Yes, yes they are! Ok, folks, any minute now, the doors will open, and we will have a new vice president!

The office doors open, and BDC storms out. He is almost foaming at the mouth in rage.

Jeremy Piven: Look at how mad he is! YES, he hasn't got the job! Halle fucking llujah!!!

Joe Aiello: I am shocked, I thought they'd go for it!

Maggie Covax: Mr Defoe, could you please give us an update on what's just happened? Why are you so angry?

BDC stares at Maggie, and looks as if he is about to go off on one, but he composes himself, clicks his neck to the side, and prepares to address the EWC family.

BDC: As you all know, I went in to this meeting as the favourite to be named as the new VP or the EWC. The board were in favour of me having the job, and I was informed that this meeting was purely a formality. At 10am this morning, that all changed.

Maggie Covax: So, are you saying that you haven't been given the position?

BDC: Like I said, everything has changed. It seems that my idea of a new regime is too much of a scary prospect for the board, and they have basically chickened out on what would have been the best decision they have ever made, but hey, that's life, and I have to deal with the hand that I've been dealt.

Maggie Covax: And what hand is that?

BDC sighs, shakes his head in disbelief, and continues.

BDC: They feel that I should become an interim co vice president until further notice.

Maggie Covax: Co vice president? And who else will be sharing your role.

Maggie is interrupted as a man wearing a sharp pin striped suit walks out of the boardroom with a huge smile all over his face. 

Hi Maggie, and the EWC Family. Let me introduce myself. I am Ashton Daniels, the new co Vice President of the EWC and also the new co General Manager of both Monday Night Brawl and Friday Night Rampage. I was brought in behind Mr. Defoe's back to save this company from destruction before it had even returned. When I heard Mr. Defoe spouting his new age crap during the last edition of Brawl, I knew that I had to step in and show the board of directors exactly how this would end up, just like all of those other dead federations out there, should Mr. Defoe's transition were to go ahead... President Mac is better than that... the EWC is better than that, the product just needs somebody to show them the way.

BDC: Oh and I guess that somebody is you...

Ashton: Exactly. I have just as much power in this company as you, and I will make sure that any ideas you have to change the way things are done around here do not happen. You wont take away 'Extreme' from the EWC because I will just add more. Oh and by the way, the first Rampage main event after it's return will see your 'guy' Xander Kage team up with Jay Cee to face Heretic's Whisper, so I suggest you train him slightly better because boy... is he going to need it.

Ashton smirks at BDC with a shocked Maggie watching on as Ashton brushes past BDC.

BDC: Did he just call me boy.....

Joe Aiello: Wow, I'm almost lost for words! Instead of ONE VP, it now seems we have TWO!!!

Jeremy Piven: I am going to take a screen shot of BDC's face, print it off, and post it on my wall so I can laugh my fucking head off whenever I need cheering up!

Joe Aiello: Two completely different human beings, with two completely different views on the direction of the EWC! If the roster was torn before, how bad are things going to get now?

Jeremy Piven: There's a shit storm coming, and I can't fucking wait to see what happens!

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Kendo Stick On A Pole Match

w/Deadeye  w/Stryker

The show comes back live from it's final commercial break of the evening and in the ring are EWC officials setting up the pole in the corner of the ring with a kendo stick hanging on top for the upcoming main event. 

Joe Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl and can you believe what we've just witnessed here. The EWC board has brought in Ashton Daniels to work along side BDC as co General Manager and Co Vice President of the EWC until further notice and well it's save to say that these two already have very opposing views on how this place should be run.

Jeremy Piven: This is going to get interesting Joe, we're in for a ride and BDC you can't fire me now!

Joe Aiello: No, but i'm sure very soon Ashton will feel the same about you as BDC does, so i'd tread carefully.

Jeremy Piven: Oh shut up.

Joe Aiello: Well up next is the main event and here's how this match came about from the last epidsode of Brawl.

A video package begins to play on the EWCTron and it's shows a replay of the last episode where Bel Biggz was at ringside for his partner Deadeye's match with Joey Orsome. It shows Bad Attitude made up of Adam Stryker and Mike Tomkins who have recently signed for the EWC. They hit the arena and attacked Bel at ringside where Tomkins beat on Bel with a kendo stick that was already ringside during the hardcore match. They then covered Biggz with a 'PWX' t-shirt and high tailed it out of the arena.

Joe Aiello: So there we have it, EWC General Manager BDC made this match following that attack and Biggz has a chance at redemption taking on one half of Bad Attitude tonight Mike Tomkins.

Jeremy Piven: I think it's totally unfair to force Tomkins into this match...

Joe Aiello: What are you talking about Jer, did you not just see what we all watched?

Jeremy Piven: Well Biggz shouldn't have even been ringside, it was unfair on Orsome.

Joe Aiello: Jeez...

"Getting Away With Murder" by Papa Roach hits, and the lights around the entrance go out. When they come up, Michael Tomkins stands still wearing his black leather jacket with the words "Bad Attitude" embroided on the back. Adam Stryker then walks out from behind the curtain to more boos from the crowd. Looking from left to right, an arrogant smile crosses Tomkins face in reception to the crowd's boos. He milks in the negative response, before heading down to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Now it's time for your main event of the evening and will be contested in a Kendo stick on a pole match. The only way to win is by pinfall or submission AFTER the kendo stick has been retrieved by either competitor. First making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Adam Stryker, from London, England... weighing 225lbs... Michael Tomkins!!!!

Michael climbs to the top rope, looking around the crowd before raising one arm, holding up three fingers. Taking in the moment, he closes his eyes, before jumping back down, ready to start his match.

Joe Aiello: This guy has got it coming to him as for Stryker, i'm sure he'll get his for his part in the attack on Bel as well.

Giorgio Moroder's "The World Is Mine" takes over the PA system.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, being accompanied by Deadeye Proteus, hailing from Las Vegas Nevada and weighing in at 220 pounds, representing The Cartel, this is Bel Biggz!

Bel saunters out to the ring methodically, focused on one thing, the match. No smiles, no high fives, and no pandering to the people. He seems to be in a trance like state as he walks up the steel steps onto the apron. Emotion, euphoria, happens when he touches the ring ropes and enters the squared circle to face off with his opponent. Both men look up to the kendo stick high above the turnbuckle on a pole. Biggz smiles, while Tomkins looks out to ringside at his partner Stryker.

Jeremy Piven: Let's get it on, so ones guna take a beating Joe!

The ref rings for the bell and Bel and Tomkins looks across the ring at one another and all of a sudden Tomkins legs it across to the turnbuckle where the kendo stick hangs above, but Bel catches him and clubs him with a forearm across his back. He whips Tomkins across the ring and goes to follow up with a clthesline in the turnbuckle, but Tomkins dodges and starts opening up on Bel with right closed hands. He pulls Bel into the middle of the ring and whips him into the ropes and connects with a back elbow knocking Bel down. Tomkins again goes for the kendo stick and climbs the first rope on the turnbuckle, but Bel is quickly back up and hits a neckbreaker on Tomkins from the first rope.

Joe Aiello: Mistake from Tomkins, he's trying too soon to get that weapon.

Jeremy Piven: I don't blame him, but he needs to be careul with Bel who is undefeated so far since the rebirth of EWC.

Bel awaits Tomkins to get up in the corner of the ring and connects with a running knee to the head of Tomkins, he doesn't let Tomkins settle and lifts him up onto his right shoulder and hits snake eyes on the turnbuckle. The crowd appreciate the quick pace from Bel and Adam Stryker looks into the ring a concerned man, early on in the match. Bel whips Tomkins into the ropes and goes to back body drop him, but Tomkins revereses with a swinging neckbreaker on a leant over Bel. Tomkins visciously starts stomping on Bel as Stryker starts to taunt Deadeye on the outside of the ring now that Tomkins has turned it around.

Joe Aiello: What an idiot that Stryker is, trying to wind up a seasoned veteran in Deadeye Proteus... he needs to do more than that to get under his skin.

Tomkins locks in a reverse chinlock on Bel, he keeps the holds on for a good 30 seconds before letting go and again stomping Bel's body a couple more times. Tomkins comes off the ropes and drops a knee right onto the stomach of Bel who clutches it in agony. Tomkins looks out into the crowd and raises his arm showing three fingers again, his signiture taunt. The crowd hate on him as Stryker screams into the ring to get Tomkins to go and get the kendo stick. However Bel grabs the ankle of Tomkins as he goes by and Tomkins drops down and locks in a sleeper hold.

Jeremy Piven: Impressive stuff now from Tomkins, trying to wear down one half of the Cartel.

Bel forces his way back up to his feet while Tomkins still has a sleeper hold locked in and manages to release by sending Tomkins into the ropes and Tomkins comes off and hooks in the sleeper hold again on Bel.

Joe Aiello: Brilliant Mike Tomkins, i hate to say it, but this really has been impressive so far.

Jeremy Piven: That's what i said... don't try and steal my stuff now you've finally relised i'm the best commentator.

Bel struggles to stay up as he drops to one knee as Tomkins keeps the pressure on with the sleeper hold, but Bel finally musters up the strength and hits a back suplex on Tomkins breaking the hold simultaneously.

Joe Aiello: Awesome counter Bel Biggz.

Stryker looks frustrated on the outside as both men are down in the ring. The ref doesn't start a count as there is no count out in this match. Tomkins is up slightly before Bel and looks for a roundhouse kick on Bel who's on one knee, Bel ducks and hits a reverse DDT and again both men are down. Bel is up first though and goes up to the turnbuckle to grabs the kendo stick. He reaches up to it and...

Tomkins dropkicks the legs of Bel who falls off the second rope to the mat. Tomkins punches Bel before whipping him into the turnbuckle. He lifts Bel up so he's sat on the top rope and Tomkins hits him with a couple hard shots. Tomkins looks for a belly to belly suplex from the top rope but Bel stops him by headbutting him and punching him in the midsection. Bel then hits a sunset flip on Tomkins.

Joe Aiello: Shit! What a move from the top rope.

Stryker and Deadeye begin trying to will their respective partners on. Biggz uses the ropes to get up quicker whiletrying to catch his breathe. He starts to climb the turnbuckle with the kendo stick above the ring but Tomkins intervenes and lifts Bel up in a electric chair and drops Bel right on the back of his head. Tomkins climbs to the top rope but not to attempt to reach the kendo stick, instead he drops a leg drop from the turnbuckle onto Bel. Stryker looks impressed on the outside and gets right into Deadeye's face. They begin arguing on the outside of the ring distracting Tomkins in the ring.

Jeremy Piven: GET THE KENDO STICK YOU IDIOT!

Joe Aiello: These two outside the ring aren't helping anybody.

Stryker backs off from Deadeye for the time being as he advises his partner to go finish off the match. Tomkins goes for the kendo stick high up on the pole, he reaches for it, but Bel once again puts a stop to it with a low blow to Tomkins who falls from the turnbuckle. Bel hits a vertical suplex on Tomkins and heads over to the kendo stick, he reaches for it and gets his hand to it before Adam Styker slides into the ring and pulls Bel down from the top rope. Deadeye immediately gets into the ring as chaos insues. Deadeye and Stryker go back and forth in the ring and Stryker whips Deadeye across the ring,, he reverses it and sends Stryker into the ropes and Deadeye throws him with a back body drop. Stryker gets up against the ropes and Deadeye charges over with a huge clothesline sending both men over the top rope and out to the floor below.

Jeremy Piven: It's broken down Joe, who's going to be left when the dust settles.

Tomkins is back up and climbs the turnbuckle, he stretches for the kendo stick as the crowd boo in anticipation of him grabbing it.

Joe Aiello: He's got it!

Jeremy Piven: It's on now, Bel's in a world of trouble.

Tomkins pulls down the kendo stick and a huge wicked smile appears on his face as he begins to stalk Bel who's on one knee. He circles him with the crowd showing their massive disapproval. Tomkins opens up on Bel and begins hitting him hard across the back, legs and side of his body with the kendo stick. Bel desperately tries to avoid the shots and rolls out of the ring grabbing his body. Tomkins laughs to the crowd in the ring and climbs through the ropes and goes back after Bel, he walks around the ring and to his suprise is hit with a running knee by Bel but with his metal knee brace.

Joe Aiello: Holy shit, that's evened things up!

Jeremy Piven: Evened it up, he just blatantly cheated, it's a kendo stick on a pole match.

Joe Aiello: You can use what you want Jer... you know that!

Jeremy Piven: Oh shut the fuck up for once and get off your high horse.

Both men are down on the outside of the ring and the kendo stick is on the floor too. Tomkins has a slight cut on his forhead from the shot with the knee brace and Bel is showing big red marks across his body from the shots with the kendo stick. Deadeye is back up and looks over at the two opponents, only to get jumped from behind by Stryker who catches him with a neckbreaker. Stryker pulls up his partner Tomkins and hands him the kendo stick and tells him to get back in the ring. Meanwhile he pulls up Bel to roll him back into the ring, but out of nowhere Bel hits a Muff Dive on Sryker on the hard floor.

Joe Aiello: That's Stryker taken care of, shit that's gotta hurt.

Bel rolls into the ring as Tomkins goes to hit the kendo stick hard on him, Bel quickly rolls out of the ring again and grabs the ankle of Tomkins tripping him. He rolls back into the ring and retrieves the kendo stick. Tomkins looks up at Bel holding the stick and desperately calls for a time out backing himself into the corner. Bel laughs at him as a chant of "DO IT... DO IT... DO IT" rings around the stadium. Bel starts taking it out on Tomkins like he did earlier, hitting him hard several times over and over. He goes for the now allowed cover on Tomkins.
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Shoulder up to the credit of Tomkins, but Bel goes straight back to work on him with the kendo stick, before pulling him up to his feet. He goes for THE BEL-TRASM, but Tomkins manages to block the move and somehow roll Bell up into a small package.
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Kick out by Bel. Both men get up with the kendo stick in the corner of the ring. They exchange shots with each other and Tomkins kicks Bel on the knee with the brace supporting it.

Jeremy Piven: There we go, a bit of payback for Tomkins.

Bel drops to his good knee, leaving Tomkins smelling blood, he continues to go after the knee witht he brace on it stomping him hard. He then locks in a sharpshooter on Bel who is writhing in pain. The referee asks him several times, but Bel refuses to give up. Tomkins begins to pull back even harder stretching the knee and back of Bel, but he doesn't tap... Bel uses all his energy left and crawls over to the ropes.

Joe Aiello: There are no rope breaks Bel, you need to think of something else and quick!

Bel continues to pull himself towards the ropes, grabs the kendo stick and with one hand begins hitting Tomkins right on the back of the head with it, forcing him to release the hold. Bel gets some distance between them both to recouperate and get some life back into his knee. Bel sets up Tomkins for THE BEL-TRASM, he lifts him in place, but Bel's knee gives out and he can't hit it...

Joe Aiello: A TASTE OF GREATNESS!!!

Tomkins hits a lightning quick A TASTE OF GREATNESS a super kick to the chin of Bel Biggz, Tomkins goes for the cover. The referee is distracted by Deadeye at ringside and Tomkins dropkicks Deadeye through the bottom rope and goes back over for the pin, he hooks the leg of Bel.
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NO... shoulder up at the very last second from Bel Biggz. Mike Tomkins cannot believe it, he picks up the kendo stick off the floor and goes to choke out Bel with it around his neck, Bel rolls up Tomkins instead.
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Kick out from Tomkins.

Joe Aiello: So close from Bel and i thought Tomkins had it a second ago, the distraction from the veteran at ringside Deadeye was enough to cost Tomkins the pin.

Jeremy Piven: Veteran... he's a bloody dinasaur!

Tomkins is up first and whips Bel into the turnbuckle, he follows it up with a clothesline. He pulls Bel into the middle of the ring and goes for THE FINISHING TOUCH, Bel counters though and hits a MUFF DIVE. He covers Tomkins while favouring his knee.
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Shoulder up by Tomkins. Bel can't believe it while Adam Stryker is back to his feet and across the ring from Deadeye. Stryker looking a little dazed still slides into the ring and goes after Bel with a kendo stick to the knee, Deadeye is straight into the ring and spears Stryker out of the ring, Bel is down holding his knee and Tomkins hits A TASTE OF GREATNESS on Deadeye who also rolls out of the ring, Bel favouring his knee finally hits THE BEL-TRASM on Tomkins who turned right into it, Bel falls on Tomkins. The ref counts.
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The bell rings and The World Is Mine" by Giorgio Moroder hits the PA system as all four men are down two of them outside of the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pinfall... BEL BIGGZ!!!!

Winner: Bel Biggz

Joe Aiello: Bel Biggz remains unbeaten, he goes 3-0 in the EWC, but what a hard fought victory here tonight.

Jeremy Piven: Kudos to Mike Tomkins, what a match up, i feel he was cheated out of this by interference.

Joe Aiello: It was his partner Stryker at the end of the match who got involved first. Tomkins very unlucky tonight, but Bel finds a way to win again.

Bel struggles to his feeJason Skilled Vs David Dreadful

*END*

© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION

Matt Shepeard beat Richard Dweck & Trinity
Mad Dawg beat Michael Stefanidis
David Dreadful beat Jason Skilled
Deadeye Proteus beat James Kash
Derek Wellings & Frank Sabol beat Nick Wadden & John Jones
Sah'ta Thor beat Xander Kage
Joey Orsome & Justin Harmony beat The Fatal Ones
Jay Cee beat Damon Cross
Bel Biggz w/ Deadeye Proteus beat Michael Tomkins w/ Adam Stryker