FNR #372 - NOTTINGHAM

[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

FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE

EPISODE 372

Live from the Nottingham Capital FM Arena in England

EWC RAMPAGE

August 23, 2013

Live From Nottingham Capital FM Stadium in England

Commentators: David Arquette & Scott Caan

Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui

Head Ref: John Dean

Backstage help: Ace Heart

"Can't Hold Us" by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis blasts in the Stadium as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events that have taken place on Friday Night Rampage. Images of previous Champions are shown, starting with Chupacabra then moving onto Cameron Hayden, Michael Saint, Shadow Man, Level One and James Chambers. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Blade, Ebon, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, Kid Cactus, Kid Cannabis, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray and then explodes into Sedition members Gladiator and then The Rev


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

FN'R
FN'R
FN'R
FN'R

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, we now join EWC Co. Vice President, and joint General Manager of Monday Night Brawl, BDC via video link, live from EWC HQ.

The X-Tron flares up, and BDC is standing with his back to the camera. He is dressed in his old wrestling gear, that being black leather trousers, black combat boots, and a red wrestling top, with the letters "BDC" written in black. He has his old EWC Undisputed title wrapped around his waist, his X-Division title over his right shoulder, and the old HCW World title over his left. He turns around, and just stares into the camera. He is obviously furious.

David Arquette: Wow, BDC looks angrier than I've ever seen him.

Scott Caan: He may be old as fuck, but my god, seeing him like that put the fear of god into me, I have to admit.

BDC: Monday Night Brawl, live from Cardiff, Wales. A night where new legacies were created, and a night where the EWC proved once again that it is THE place to be.

The crowd begin an "EWC" chant.

BDC: As you all know, I was never beaten for the HCW title. I was never beaten for the X-Division title. Only one man was good enough to beat me, and that was Moses Lake, and he beat me fair and square for the Undisputed title.

The camera zooms into each title.

When Lake beat me, I thought I'd never get over it. I never thought another person could destroy my life in that way again. Then came Jesse Nunez.

The crowd boos at Nunez's name.

BDC: Nunez killed my brother Karl, and my life would never be the same again. It was the hardest thing I've ever gone though.

That was until last Monday night.

Wales. My home. The land of my fathers. On Monday night, I was supposed to address my people. I was supposed to thank them in person for their undying support over the years. I was supposed to show them my love, and to tell them that they were the reason I won these very titles.

BDC puts the HCW and X-Division titles on the table behind him, and unclasps the EWC Undisputed title and does the same.

BDC: I've been asked why I wasn't there on Monday, so I'm here today to tell you all why. You see folks, I was about to board my private jet, when all of a sudden, trucks full of armed police pulled up on the runway, and showed me a warrant to search the plane. Apparently there'd been a tip-off that I was smuggling drugs from Canada to Wales. They searched the plane from top to bottom, and of course, found nothing, but I was still taken in for questioning. Again, they had nothing on me, so as far as I was concerned, I was going to Wales, good times!

Scott Caan: Who ever made that tip off is a fucking genius!

David Arquette: But they didn't find anything, it was obviously a set up!

BDC: Apparently though, policy stated that due to the raid, I had to be put on a 7 day "no fly" list, just to make sure.

BDC shakes his head in disgust, while the crowd start chanting "This is bullshit".

BDC: You're right there! Someone set me up, plain and simple. Someone has tried playing me, and yeah, I'm sure they had a good laugh over it all, but the joke is on them, because all they have done is tipped me over the edge. I'm dressed like this today as a statement. As far as I am concerned, someone has declared war against me, and I will respond the only way I know how, and that's by coming out fighting!

I hear the jibes backstage that I have gone soft in my old age, and that I couldn't fight my way out of a brown paper bag, but you know what, try me and find out. I know I'm not allowed to put my hands on any of the roster members due to my position here in the company, but, that doesn't mean I don't know how to win this war.

BDC walks off camera for a few moments, and returns wearing a black suit.

David Arquette: That's better!

Scott Caan: I knew the old dinosaur didn't have the balls to follow his shit up!

BDC: I have always had power over others, and in the past I used my fists first, and my intellect second. Now, I do things the other way around. I have the power to make things happen, so, when I find the person that did this to me, I will ruin them financially. I will use my considerable wealth to buy their homes, and have them evicted. I will also buy the homes of their family members, and evict them as well. I will make sure that no company will ever deal with them again, because, as CEO of the "BIG 1" franchise, I know EVERYONE worth knowing. This person has ruined what should have been the greatest night of my career, so, I will ruin their entire life, because that's what I do.

BDC is interrupted as 'The Fountain' hits the PA system blasts from the pa system. Co Brawl General Manager, and CO EWC Vice President Ashton Daniels walks out onto the ramp, and heads towards the ring.

Ashton Daniels: Wow, strong words there B! But that's what you do isn't it, use words, because we all know that's all you are good for these days. You talk, and talk, and talk about the good fight, but you never back it up.

BDC: That's very brave of you Ash, I have to admit, seeing how I am here, and you are on the other side of the world.

Ashton laughs out loud.

Ashton Daniels: Brave am I? Why thank you B, I like to think so!

BDC: You know what Ash, you've been nothing but a colossal pain in my backside ever since you infected the EWC with your archaic points of views, and smug little ways. You come here, running your mouth, and acting like a tough guy, but when it comes down to it, you've never run your mouth to my face. Funny that isn't it!

Ashton Daniels: But B, where's the fun in that? I mean sure, you and I could throw down, and hell, we'd beat the crap out of each other - but where would be the fun in that? I'm enjoying doing things my way FAR too much to reduce myself to petty violence.

Ashton paces back and forth slowly.

Ashton Daniels: And speaking of doing things my way . . . how's it going in the USA? I'm SO sorry that you couldn't join us on Brawl, it was such a great night and all.

David Arquette: Wait a minute, what does Ashton mean?

Scott Caan: I have no idea what's going on, I'll be honest!

BDC: I beg your pardon?

Ashton laughs out loud.

Ashton Daniels: Ok, ok, it was me that set up the little welcome party for you. And by the way, you're welcome!

The Nottingham crowd is shocked! BDC remains silent, and just glares at Ashton.

Ashton Daniels: Wow, not quite the reaction I expected from you B, I'll be honest, what with the fact that all you ever do is talk, but I digress. Yeah, I did it, and you know what, I'm glad. You see, BDC was determined to put a stop to the Hardcore title match on Brawl in Cardiff, and, he was going to make sure the King of the Death match didn't go ahead.

Scott Caan: But those matches were awesome!

David Arquette: I agree buddy, but, they were both kind of brutal.

BDC still remains silent. The crowd are mixed, and some chant "BDC SUCKS", while the rest chant "ASH IS AN ARSEHOLE".

Ashton Daniels: So yeah, I did what I had to do. This company is called EXTREME for a reason, and I refuse to sit back and allow BDC to turn it into a joke!

Ashton paces back and forth, and is full of adrenaline.

BDC: Finished kid?

Ashton Daniels: Ah, so finally the old fart replies! Yeah, I'm finished for now.

BDC: Good. First off, you're damn right I was going to put an end to those matches. They were brutal and unnecessary in this day and age. You see Ash, you sit there on your pedestal, spouting on about how we should be extreme, but the thing is, I don't see you putting your body on the line night in and night out. I don't see the medical bills that have to be paid coming out of your personal pocket. I don't see you visiting the injured roster members, both past and present, to check up on them and see how they are dealing with things. Yeah, I talk, because that's how adults deal with things. You should try it sometimes kid.

Ashton Daniels: Oh shut up with this "kid stuff", it's condescending and makes you look like an old grandmother.

BDC laughs out loud.

BDC: Oh I'm sorry, am I upsetting you? Well, we can't have that can we! Thing is Ash, I've sat back and let you have your little way for a while now. I've let you dig yourself into a massive hole, and the best part of it all is, you haven't even realised you were doing it!

Ashton looks confused.

Ashton Daniels: Oh really? And how have you done that exactly?

BDC: Lines are being drawn, as we speak. There are guys on the roster that enjoy the extreme nature of this business, and you know what, more power to them, but, there seems to be far more interest in a clean and safe environment. Now don't get me wrong kid, I know this isn't the playground, and I know we all fight for a living, but, there's a massive difference fighting man to man to having your head caved in with a steel chair.

You ruined my homecoming on Monday night, so, I'm going to ruin this Extreme vision you have for the EWC.

Welcome to my world Ash. See you soon kid.

Ashton glares at BDC, but drops his mic to the floor. He laughs out loud and leaves the ring, while Rampage cuts to commercial.

[President Mac]

We cut to backstage where Joe “The Shift” Seventi is seen by the water cooler, talking to one of the show’s technicians. We can’t really hear what he’s saying, but it doesn’t seem like much aside from friendly banter. From a distance, though, emerges a figure coming closer towards Seventi. Its none other than Hala Abbasi. She has a sweet, but suspicious smile on her face as she returns to the scene of crime where she was hauled off by security last week. The technician Seventi is talking to suddenly stops, and Hala softly skims her hand around Seventi’s waist to grab his attention.

David Arquette: Oh no. The last time we saw Hala Abbasi by the water cooler, things did not end well. If I was Seventi, I would be very careful around this she-devil.

Scott Caan: I’m sure Seventi can hold his own. Angel Kash got kicked while she was already down. Seventi’s proven himself to be a tough bastard.

Hala Abbasi: Hey... I’m a fan of what you do. Thought I’d introduce myself. Hala Abbasi. We had the pleasure, last week, of squashing the same insect. Thanks for softening her up for me.

Joe Seventi: Pleased to make your acquaintance, Ms. Abbasi. You certainly know how to turn some heads. Figuratively… and literally.

Hala smirks.

Hala Abbasi: You haven’t seen anything yet. Good luck with your match tonight. I’ll be watching.

Joe Seventi: Likewise.

Hala turns around and begins walking back down the hall satisfied with herself. Seventi is left watching her until she’s finally away a safe distance. He shrugs and winces a bit before returning to his conversation. Meanwhile, Hala is stopped in the hallway by Ace Heart. She was about to blow past him, but he put his hand out on her shoulder to stop her. Immediately the smirk she had on her face disappeared and now she does not seem as happy.

Caan: Not a good idea, Ace.

Hala Abbasi: You can either take that hand off of me, or I’ll take it off of you.

Ace Heart slowly pulls his hand back and clears his throat. He lifts the microphone up towards his face.

Ace Heart: Sorry about that… just needed to get your attention.

Hala Abbasi: You don’t get my attention unless you ask for my attention. And you only ask for my attention if I let you ask.

Ace Heart: So, uh, can I ask if I can have your attention?

Hala Abbasi: Just get on with it.

Ace Heart wipes his brow with his sleeve. He composes himself and stares directly into the camera, his perfectly combed moustache front and centre.

Ace Heart: Okay. Alright. I’m Ace Heart here with one of Extreme Wrestling Corporation’s top up-and-comers Hala Abbasi. She’s set to take on Angel Kash tonight in her debut match, two weeks after her vicious assault on the Trillion Dollar Heiress. Why, of everyone on the roster, did you target Angel Kash, Ms. Abbasi?

Hala Abbasi: Someone needed to take out the trash, Ace. Angel Kash is one expensive piece of garbage, but I relished the opportunity to scrape that Trillion Dollar Turd off the floor of the EWC arena. I value cleanliness, Ace. The way I see it, I was doing the EWC a favour.

Ace Heart: You mentioned in your promotional piece this week that Angel Kash represents decadence and corruption that you stand against? Could you elaborate?

Hala Abbasi: Angel Kash speaks for herself when she describes her love for wealth and power. She’s a part of the exploitative class that has jumped on the backs of the less fortunate for centuries. Countries like the UK and America have had only motivation since their inception: profit. Americans and Brits alike are disgusting people who are driven by greed so they can live in squalor and luxury. It was the British before the Americans that invaded the homelands of others and pillaged our natural wealth for their own selfish motives. Tonight I will make an example of Angel Kash, right here in the pisshole that is England.

Boos begin to echo throughout the arena.

Ace Heart: You’ve made your anti-American stance very clear but why drag the UK into this? Wouldn’t you think that you may find some sympathetic fans on this international tour?

Hala Abbasi: Do you honestly think this country is any different from America? Do you think these people are any better? America is the disgusting inbred offspring of the British. The root of their evil and corruption was born here in the United Kingdom. These people think they’re better than Americans, as though they can claim some kind of moral or cultural superiority. They’re almost more delusional than Americans are. The British lap up American culture like starving dogs lapping up piss water. This country has an eroding culture full of apologetic cowards. They’re quick to criticize America but instantly consume whatever bullshit American import they get their hands on without stopping to question its value. I don’t want these imbeciles as my fans.

Ace Heart: What can we expect from your match tonight and what are your goals in this company?

Hala Abbasi: I’ll tell you what you shouldn’t expect. Don’t expect mercy. Don’t expect hesitation. Don’t expect a fight. When I enter that ring tonight, don’t expect a match. It will be an execution. Angel Kash is no match for me, and quite honestly – I don’t think we’ll be hearing from her again after tonight. This will be the last time we see Angel Kash walk into an EWC arena on the strength of her own limbs. A fate as merciful as death does not befit her. Last week I put the EWC on notice – this week I give this company a taste. A taste of the terror that will soon befall everyone on this roster. My goals? I’ve already made that clear if you haven’t been paying attention. I will not stop until I become the EWC Champion. When I have reached the mountaintop of this industry, there will be no one to deny the truths that I speak. They will all try, and they will all fail.

Hala grins devilishly, then walks off towards the ring as her match is up next.

Ace Heart: Sinister, ominous words from “The Tehran Terror” Hala Abbasi. She may truly be on her way to becoming a champion in this company. Stay classy, EWC.

David Arquette: I really, really don’t like the sound of this woman, Scott. She is a danger to everyone in this arena, and a huge liability for this company.

Scott Caan: In case you’ve forgotten, this is EXTREME wrestling. Danger is good business. I, for one, can’t wait for this match! I hope it’s a bloodbath.

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SHOW OPENER

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen! The opening bout is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first in, in her EWC debut match, standing five feet six inches tall, weighing in at one hundred and forty five pounds, residing in Chicago, Illinois she is HALA ABBASI!

David Arquette: “The Iron Lady” of Tehran, Iran making her debut here on Friday Night Rampage during Title Week! Great call on her part, should be interesting to see what this young lady has to offer.

Scott Caan: This should be great, Dave. It’s been too long since we saw a Starlet VS Starlet match here on Friday Night Rampage.

“Werkin’ Girls” by Angel Haze starts playing in the arena. Green, white, and red floodlights paint the ring like the flag of Iran and “The Iron Lady” Hala Abbasi’s video comes on the screen. A chorus of boos rain down in the arena as Hala’s personal ring announcer comes out to introduce her.

Assistant: Allow me, Introducing… from Tehran, Iran… she is pound-for-pound the world’s best fighting tactician… “The Iron Lady,” “The Tehran Terror” Hala Abbasi!”

Abbasi steps out from behind the curtains draped in red-white-and-green satin robe, akin to a boxer coming out for a fight. Her face is straight – not a shred of emotion as her eyes are fixed on the ring. She has her nose and chin raised upwards, standing proud. Abbasi walks calmly down towards the ring. At ringside, she stops to face a fan holding up a “USA!” sign. Quickly, Abbasi snatches the sign from the fan’s hands and rips it in half causing the crowd to intensify their jeering. She slides into the ring and shadowboxes for a moment before settling into her corner to refocus.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Her opponent, making her way to the ring first, standing five feet nine inches tall from The Hamptons, New York: Angel Kash!

I'm running your city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me, it ain't many
I can pull up in the Mini with my skirt real mini,
And let your N---- and tell me how he feel me.

The fans begin to boo loudly as the opening cords of Trina's "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich hits over the PA system, as the arena lights dim, and begin flashing all over, a gold carpet rolls out, and out steps Angel Kash who has a smug look on her face, alongside her is Leroy, who just stands there emotionless as she is greeted by a loud chorus of boos! She smirks before striking a pose for the fans who are booing the arrogant young woman who just takes it in stride.

Yes I talk shit, you weak toast, middle finger, speed off.
Bad bitch, big Benz, get money, fuck friends.
Bitch, I elevate, out in DCing,
I met the finish line where the game ends,
With my top off in my spaceship
I'm looking 3D, I'm in your face bitch.

As she begins her arrogant supermodel style strut to the ring, trash talking, and taunting the fans as they boo her, she finally sticks her hand rudely out and puts it up to the fans to mean "talk to the hand!" As she slowly climbs the steps Leroy lowers the ropes for her. She then does a bow, to taunt to the fans some more which only gets her more boos, as she climbs onto the second turnbuckle to do some more taunting, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, taking her ring entrance trademark black fur rope and hands it to the stage hand, as she lays on the turnbuckle nonchalantly, and her music cuts.

David Arquette: These people instantly do not like Angel Kash, but why should they? What has she done to make them lover her?

Scott Caan: I don’t know, buddy but I do know that things could be different this week.

The referee calls for the bell and Hala jumps on her opponent form behind. Punching and clubbing Angel over her back. The Tehran Terror hits a Jumping Knee Strike in her opponent’s mid-section, and presses her to the ropes for an Irish Whip. However Kash counters with an Irish Whip of her own, and as Abbasi comes back, she’s dropped onto the ropes with a Drop Toe Hold and then strangled. The referee begins counting, but as he gets to four Angel shoves him back and chokes her opponent again, this time the referee warns her about touching him and threatens to disqualify her. The crowd boos loudly and Angel releases at four, she tells off the referee who backs away.

Hala is helped up by her opponent but gets a knee to her gut and a kick to her thigh. Angel follows through with a Bitch Slap and attempts a Tiger Driver but Abbasi blocks the attack, escapes from her opponent’s grasp and hits a Step Up Enzuigiri, with Angel down, The Iron Lady attempts an Arm Bar but her opponent is able to get the ropes before damage can get done. Hala doesn’t release and referee gets to four before she breaks it up however as she stands, Hala kicks Angel across her face with her heel. The crowd boos her as the referee warns her.

Scott Caan: No love for these ladies tonight!

David Aruqette: Neither one care for the rules and neither one care about anyone else clearly. I don’t think we’ll see a clean victory here tonight from either one.

After a few moments, Angel gets back to knees and as Hala approaches but Kash drivers her shoulder hard into Abbasi’s stomache, forcing her to double over. Angle backs up, eye rakes her opponent and hits an Inverted Atomic Drop before pushed into the ropes and choked with the top rope. The ref once more gets to three and pulls Angel off, she argues and fights back but Hala Mule Kicks her in the stomach. Abbasi jumps onto the ropes and shoots back driver her elbow into Angel’s face and knocks her down.

The Iron Lady sets on top of the ropes and walks along it carefully until she gets into position and lands a Leg Lariat. She goes for a cover!



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TH-KICK OUT BY ANGEL! Abbasi raises her opponent’s head and delivers a quick head butt in front of the referee. The ref pushes her off and threatens to disqualify her if she does one more wrong move. She turns around to see Kash getting up and charge at her. Angel tackles the Iron Lady to the ground and starts grinding her elbow into her opponent’s face. The ref counts and Angel breaks it up at two, she stands up and then starts grinding her boot into her opponent’s face. This time the referee pulls her off and threatens to throw her out if she does something like that again.

During the distraction, Hala gets up and runs to her opponent and flattens her with a Running Bulldog. Grabbing ahold of her hair, Hala forces Angel into a corner so she can start giving her boots. However Angel blocks most of her opponent’s strikes and kicks Abbasi in her gut. She backs up, Angel charges out and hits a Drop Kick!

David Arquette: No giving up or signs of slowing down from either lady.

Scott Caan: Both these ladies want to be the break out Starlet’s of Friday Night Rampage but only one can do it.

Angel lifts Hala up and knees her several times across her mid-section before hitting Piledriver on her opponent. Her opponent stays down; Angel quickly goes up and lands a Moonsault! She covers her opponent and hooks a leg!



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THR-KICK OUT BY HALA ABBASI! Angel brings several fists over Hala’s face, stands up and backs against the ropes and comes off with a big Leg Drop but the Tehran Terror rolls out of the way, gets up, bounces off the ropes and Drop Kicks Angel in her face! She taunts the Pro-America crowd as they start getting riled up. She locks in a Side Headlock, but Angel gets through it and delivers several elbows in her opponent’s gut. She bounces off the ropes but Hala Legsweeps her opponent, gets up and drops an elbow across Kash’s chest. Abbasi flips her opponent over, locks her hands around her waist, lifts up and attempts a German Suplex but Angel rolls out of it and lands one of her own. She tells the crowd to shut up as the cheer for her, but they go back to booing her.

David Arquette: No love either lady. We’ve seen them take each other to the edge but they’re still finding more energy.

Scott Caan: These Starlet’s have power in them

Angel and Abbasi grab one another by their hair, and punch each other several times. However Abbasi gets the upper hand by deliver a surprise Koppu Kick The force causes Angel to stumble backwards and land in a corner. The crowd is shocked and they start chanting “U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!” to successfully get under Hala’s skin. The Tehran Terror runs into the corner, kicking her opponent across the face again, takes Angel by her shoulder and sets her up in the center of the ring. Once more the crowd boos loudly as Abbasi hits the Bloodsport Slam and confidently, she hooks one of Angel Kash’s legs and counts with the referee:

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3!!!

The ref calls for the bell and raises Abbasi’s hand in the air. The crowd boos and jeers her as she smiles at them with content.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by pin fall, “The Tehran Terror” HALA ABBASI!

David Arquette: The crowd is NOT happy one bit. Listen to them boo and scorn her.

Scott Caan: Great start for a new Starlet but I have to agree, not a great way to start by getting under the skin of our fans. Because without them, there is no you.

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Cameras cut to the backstage area where a woman's torso area was visible. Distinct tattoos could be seen on her arms. As the camera moved up the body of the woman suspicions were confirmed that it was indeed the Malicious Barbie, Elizabeth Terry. To her right stood the older Alexis Terry. Alexis stood with her arms crossed sporting a black zip up hoodie and adidas sweats while Elizabeth was in blue jeans and a purple sleeveless shirt with a black sports bra visible underneath. The two sisters were in the middle of a conversation not audible before until now as the mic begins to pick up their back and forth for the crowd.

[ELIZABETH TERRY]; "Alexis, m'dear, you've been wrestling on the independents far too long. You'd fight tonight if you could, I’m sure. Are you happy to be in the big time once again? Here to end other promising careers?"

Alexis smirked at her sister and her "awkward" conversational skills. She was so proper that Alexis could only shrug it off. Alexis has had a distinguished career as what some call an “indie darling” but was no back on national television for the first time in nearly three years. Still folding her arms, she answers with her thick British tone on display.

[ALEXIS TERRY]; “You know me, I don’t bloody care where I wrestle. EWC or not – I’m still the best. They’re isn’t a person in this locker room who can beat me.”

[ELIZABETH TERRY]; "Correction, nobody who can beat you and I."

[ALEXIS TERRY]; "Glitz & Glamour…tag team champs?"

[ELIZABETH TERRY]; "Cheers."

Having now been introduced to the audience, Alexis and Elizabeth share a laugh as the two go back to talking amongst themselves as we head for commercials.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

The camera would cut on, with none other than Sensai Lucus Stones standing in front of an American flag, dawning a white karate gi with black belt around his waist.  Around the head of Stones was a fresh American flag bandana, tied tightly pushing his red locks of hair out of his face.  Lucus Stones gave the camera a stern look, as if he was ready to fight.

"Hello Wrestling Fans, ... my name is Lucus Stones, but you may call me ... Sensai Stones.  Now, although you have never seen me in the squared circle for the Extreme Wrestling Corporation, I can assure you that I am gifted and skilled in combat."

Lucus Stones would raise up both his arms, balling his fists as he showed his knuckles at the camera while he gritted his teeth for a moment.

"I train like a rapid animal to produce only the finest techniques for martial arts and wrestling skills.  These skills will eventually be put to the rest in the HardCore Wrestling, as it has been my duty to take out all the illegals and Canadians from this business.  America will stand proud and strong once again, ... and I will be the tip of the spear that penetrates these individuals.  My message is clear ..."

Lowering his hands as he stood to face the camera, Sensai Stones would give a slight smirk before continuance.

"Dear Foreigners, please leave our land of freedom or swift justice will be served!  I will unleash my inner chi to destroy you, and it can and will be painful!  You cannot withstand the wrath of my tiger claw, or my dragon fist!  These weapons ... these feet, ... would you like to get kicked in the face while I am wearing these bad boys?"

The camera would lower onto Sensai Stones' feet, revealing a pair of old school Reebok Pump Ups.  Lucus Stones would kneel down and once again make eye contact with the camera.

"They give me an extra bit of juice ... for swift justice."

The camera would raise up as Sensai Stones would stand back to his full posture, reading himself with his hands up as if he was about to engage an enemy.

"... but for all my fellow True Americans, ... I offer Martial Arts classes starting at fifty nine, ninety nine a month, including your very own Sensai Stones Gi.  This is a one of a kind offer.  You may be interested in using martial arts to defend yourself against illegals, Canadians, or other foreigners.  It is very useful against them.  You may be interested in some exercise, because let's face it ... you probably have a pathetic physique.  It's okay ... Sensai Stones is here to help you build yourself into a Martial Arts Champion with our black belt program.  You too ... can be a respected athlete and hero to the children of the United States of America ..."

"Wanted Dead or Alive" by Bon Jovi began to tune in towards the end of the last statement, with the volume being very low.  Camera would fade out.

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REGULAR MATCH

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…

[As Beast and the Harlot plays over the loud speakers the arena erupts with boo's as they know Oliver Bailey is about to grace them with his presence. Oliver Bailey comes out wearing his signature aviators and his hair all styled. He slowly walks down the ramp, he engages with a few of the fans and laughs as he walks by them taunting them. He walks up the steps to the ring and goes over the bottom rope. He hands his sunglasses to the announcer and jumps up onto the top turnbuckle sits and waits for his opponent.]

Emmanuelle Chriqui: From New York, New York… weighing in at 205 pounds… OLIVER BAILEY!

As 'We're In This Together' by Nine Inch Nails blasts through the arena, the lights dim and crimson spotlights scan the crowd, finally spotting The Dark Spyder IV as he makes his way down to ringside through the fans. He makes his way down, jumps the barrier, and slides into the ring...

Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Parts Unknown, standing 6 feet tall, weighing in at 132 pounds… DARK SPYDER IV!

The bell rings as Dark Spyder locks up with Bailey. He backs up off of him, sending multiple kicks to his knees. He then hits a straight forward headbutt right towards Bailey’s head. Spyder lifts Bailey off of the ground and onto his shoulders. He then follows it up with a gutbuster, which makesa Bailey in a lot of pain.

David Arquette: Wow! What aggression shown by Dark Spyder IV in the early going!

Scott Caan: Oliver Bailey has a tough one on his hands, not to mention that great match he had over at Monday Night Brawl!

Oliver Bailey gets up, still feeling the painful effects. Spyder gets him up but Bailey rakes him in the eyes as he kicks him straight in the head with impact. Oliver then places Spyder in position as he quickly hits a suplex with aggression. He was feeling pain himself and he was quickly out of breath. Bailey gets Spyder right up but Spyder jumps up and knees him straight in the face. He then hits a hurricanrana on Bailey, sending him down to the mat. Dark Spyder springboards off the ropes as he hits a springboard moonsault with aggressive force behind it.

David Arquette: Dark Spyder is showing some dominance despite the early offense by Bailey!

Scott Caan: Bailey is definitely out of it. That match he had before this one must’ve taken a lot out of him. Not to mention he has a match this coming Monday Night Brawl against Bottomline Host, Eric Steel.

Dark Spyder grabs Bailey as he then hits a devastating backbreaker with brute force. He then lifts Bailey up to hit his signature move, the inverted belly to belly lungblower, otherwise known as The Spyder Bite. He then signals the end as he picks up Bailey… He then hits a half nelson wheel barrow driver.

David Arquette: PURE VENOM! He won’t be getting up after that!

Scott Caan: Here’s the cover from Dark Spyder!

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: Your winner, DARK SPYDER IV!!!

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Darkness Is Coming……

The scene opens to a black room, the sound a low volt light flickering to life sounded before the slow music began to play. The light reveals an all black room with chains hanging from the ceiling that is slowly swinging from side to side. The camera then begins to zoom in, ever so slowly, moving its way through the jungle of swinging chains, as it moves in closer to the lone light that also hung from the ceiling. As the camera inches its way towards the light, scenes of grotesque and disturbing images flash across the screen. Suddenly a voice spoke from unseen entity. The voice was rough and raspy, and it even seemed aged.

Raspy Voice: This is not a warning...

Again vile, and obscene images continued to flash across the screen as the camera floated forward through the chains.

Raspy Voice: The world you see before you is a lie..

As the camera continues towards the light, and while images flash across the screen, brief glimpses of a man with his back to the camera flickers just beneath the distant light.

Raspy Voice: Your heroes... Your villains...

As the glimpses of the man appear it became apparent that it was him that was talking, but who he was still unknown. His yet, and waving long dark hair was nothing rare, his clothes too gave nothing away, as they looked to be street clothes.

Raspy Voice: Only that because those in the position of power have label them just that.

The segment continues to play outrageous, and gut wrenching clips in between the camera's slow progress towards the lone light. As the vanishing, and reappearing of a man slowly begins to turn towards the camera. As he turned his gloved hands could be seen covering his face.

Raspy Voice: I am not a villain.. I am not your hero...

Then just as the camera was a few feet from the light, the man had stopped flashing in and out of the segment and faced the camera. The man slowly lowered his hands, to reveal a twisted, scary looking metal mask. The light is casting a menacing shadow down his mask. It was revealed the man was none other than the Gravedigger. Then without the movement of his lips, his voice rang out again.

Raspy Voice: This is not a Warning... This is a Revelation.

Soon the segment went all black once more, and a date slowly burned itself into view.

8.26.13

The date vanished into a thin vial of smoke, as the music faded, and the segment ended and Rampage goes to the final commercials.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

BATTLE ROYAL FOR THE UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP

The bell rings. All thirteen competitors are ready for a shot at the US title. Bad Attitude, The Fatal Ones, Spazz, Scott Wilson, Heretic’s Whisper, Jaden Hunter, Trinity, Tommy Dalton, Brock Whitworth and David Dreadful all begin brawling immediately. It’s a sea of humanity in the ring but things quickly.

David Arquette: The US title is on the line baby and we’ve got some really hungry competitors…

David Caan: Wait, is there food!?

Brock Whitworth gets a head start for MNB versus Element X and clotheslines Spazz right out of the ring!!

Spazz has been eliminated.

David Dreadful reverses an irish whip from Tommy Dalton and dropkicks him. Dalton flies backwards out over the top rope for a brutal fall onto the concrete.

Tommy Dalton has been eliminated.

Cross and Thor are battling with the invaders Bad Attitude. Cross kicks Tomkins in the gut, lifts him into the air and powerbombs Tomkins out of the ring. Tomkins’ body smacks into concrete with a side thud. Sah’ta reels back on Stryker and superkicks Stryker right in the mouth. Stryker goes over the top rope and lands right on his partner.

Bad Attitude, Mike Tomkins and Adam Stryker, have been eliminated.

Jaden Hunter squares off with Trinity, she charges at Jaden and Hunter quickly back body drops her over the top rope and spills her to the outside!

Trinity has been eliminated.


Scott Wilson clubs David Dreadful over the back and then tries to suplex him. Dreadful counters with a suplex of his own and dumps Wilson out of the ring!

Scott Wilson has been eliminated.

Monique Davenport goes to the top rope and sets her sites on the opponents in the ring but Jaden Hunter pushes her off the top rope! The crowd ooohs and awes at the horrible looking fall she takes.

Monique Davenport has been eliminated.

Damien Romero looks on in horror but not for long as Brock Whitworth double sledges him over the back of the head and then press slams his body over the top rope!

Damien Romero has been eliminated.

In less than two minutes, eight competitors are eliminated. Jaden Hunter, Damon Cross, David Dreadful, Sah’ta Thor, and Brock Whitworth remain. They share a brief smile admiring their quick disposal of the “trash”.

David Arquette: Whoa never in my life have I seen such a calculated strike! Look at this. Referees are attended to eight competitors outside of the ring after they were taken out in every way POSSIBLE. My god!

Scott Caan: I think these five were REALLY hungry, David. I’m hungry, too. Where’ Shady and his tacos at for Rampage!?

All five men tread carefully around the ring as they know the real battle is starting now. Heretic’s Whisper begin to double team Brock Whitworth.

David Arquette: Heretic’s Whisper may be fighting for US gold but Brock has a title they wanted in the tag team titles. Its time for revenge. No MadDawg to save Brock tonight.

They take Brock and double suplex him. Hunter has Dreadful in the corner and they exchange nasty looking punches. Dreadful rakes Hunter across the eyes and then grabs him by the hair and tries to dump him over the top rope. Hunter holds on for dear life as Dreadful pushes and pushes. Meanwhile, Cross and Thor are playing with one half of the tag team champions. They coordinate strategy as they take boots to everywhere on the man’s body.

Meanwhile, Hunter elbows his way of the predicament and takes the fight back to Dreadful. Hunter kicks Dreadful in the gut and tosses him over the top rope. Dreadful manages to land on the apron and as Hunter comes in to finish the job. Dreadful punches him and then grabs him by hair and goes to slam him headfirst into the turnbuckle… Hunter blocks it and then puts Dreadful shoulder first into the steel pole. Dreadful holds on the rope with one hand … balancing … but not for long as Jaden punches him right in the face. Dreadful exits the ring!

David Dreadful has been eliminated.

David Arquette: Dreadful is actually not so dreadful, he’s got a great future here in EWC but not tonight!

Hunter watches as Cross has Brock held up as Thor levels into him strikes and chops. Sah’ta takes a running start and goes for a leg lariat …. Brock breaks free and ducks under … and Sah’ta kicks his own partner … and ELIMINATES HIM!!!

Damon Cross has been eliminated.

Scott Caan: Oh, man. Sah’ta Thor and Damon Cross may not be partners after this one!

Brock tries to take advantage of the moment of shock but Sah’ta is a seasoned veteran. Jaden plays the observer as Sah’ta Thor ducks a Brock clothesline and then goes for a waistlock. Brock blocks it, spins around and hits a release german suplex on Thor into the middle of the ring. Brock looks at Hunter as if to make a move but Hunter tells him that Thor is all his … for the moment. Brock lifts Thor up and pushes him against the ropes. He points at his arm, gets a huge running start and he wants to BREAK THOR’S JAW! JAW BREAKER … NO, Thor ducks and Brock runs himself right over the top rope!!!

Brock Whitworth has been eliminated.

Brock screams out in frustration from the outside of the ring …

David Arquette: Brock made a big mistake and so we are down to two. Sah’ta Thor and Jaden Hunter. Two BIG time match wrestlers and one of them tonight will be the NEW united states champion!

Scott Caan: I can’t wait, David!

Thor and Hunter circle each other apprehensively. They lock up. Hunter powers Thor into a corner. There is no referee to break the hold. Hunter tries to will Thor out of the ring out of sheer power. Thor is deceptively strong and he fights out of it and swings Hunter into the corner and breaks the hold. Thor kicks Hunter in the gut and scoops him up….trying for the Parasite Eve spinning tombstone piledriver. Hunter slips out from behind and locks in a sleeper hold.

Scott Caan: What’s the advantage to putting on a submission in a match like this, David?

David Arquette: If Thor is unconscious, I’m pretty sure Hunter could easily throw him over the top rope. Dead weight or not, Hunter is a strong guy.

Sah’ta sits out and counters with a jawbreaker. Hunter staggers back against the ropes in a dangerous position. Sah’ta gets up and tries to repeat his elimination of Adam Stryker. Hunter ducks and Sah’ta’s leg goes over the top rope. Hunter lifts up Sah’ta’s other leg to get the win but Thor fights back with punches to the face repeatedly. Hunter stumbles back … but then pushes Sah’ta … he goes over the top rope …



… and lands on the apron …


Hunter charges with a spear but Sah’ta side steps. Hunter catches himself at the last moment on the second rope but is left vulnerable. Sah’ta hits a knee strike from the and drags Jaden onto the apron. Both men have one hand holding the rope as they punch away at each other with a free hand. Sah’ta blocks a punch and for a roundhouse kick … Hunter catches it with free hand … Sah’ta hops on one leg … but the odds are stacking up against him.

Hunter looks him directly in the eye and kicks at Sah’ta’s knee. Thor tumbles outside of the ring and its over!
Sah’ta Thor is eliminated!!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner.. and the NEW EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION... JADEN HUNTER!!!

Winner: Jaden 'Xplode' Hunter

The fans respond loudly as the bell is repeatedly rung. Sitting in the middle of the ring and breathing heavily out of exhaustion is Jaden Hunter. He looks down at the mat and then up at the referee as the EWC United States Championship is handed to him! He then falls back on to the mat and clutches the championship as his manager, Terry Jones, enters the ring to the side! Jones rushes to Hunter's side as the young competitor slowly rises to his feet! He looks at the title belt that lays in his open palms for a time, before draping it over his shoulder to the shouts of the fans!

Glancing at Chriqui, Hunter steps towards him now and yanks the microphone out of his hands as the arena suddenly becomes eerily silent! He then glances at Jones who offers only a nod of approval in return, before bringing the microphone to his lips.

Xplode: Let's make one thing damn well clear! From this day on.. I will no longer be referred to as Jaden Hunter. You will look upon me as my own man, a man who has earned this strap through his own hard work and determination...

Xplode slowly lifts the US Championship over his head now, his damp hair pressed against his forehead.

Xplode: You will call me... XPLODE!

The fans respond loudly in return once again as Xplode holds the strap high for a few more moments before draping it back over his shoulder once more. Terry Jones finds a seat upon the ring rope and Xplode steps through it, landing at ringside. The fans reach out to touch his arm but he yanks it back out of their reach, scowling in return. This causes a loud set of boos to emanate from around the arena! "The Diary of Jane" by Breaking Benjamin plays loudly now as Xplode heads up the rampway with Jones in tow and exit the arena, and the show comes to a close.

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