FNR #374 - BOSTON

[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 374

Live from the EWC STADIUM in BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS

EWC RAMPAGE

September 20, 2013

Live From the EWC Stadium, Boston

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 63,500 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

The X-Tron flares up, and a video package begins to play....

David Arquette: WELCOME TO FRIDAY! NIGHT! RAMPAGE!! Scott, are you excited for tonight!

Scott Caan: You better believe I am. Earlier this week President Mac announced details about the Rumble in the Bronx! I can't wait til the 29th!

David Arquette: Me either in addition to the STAR STUDDED 30 MAN RUMBLE, we have BOTH THE US titles and INTERNATIONAL titles on the line. Both champions have TOUGH opponents in their first defenses!

Scott Caan: Talk about the flaming casket match, David!

David Arquette: Months of psychological torture from Sean Ferguson to Joey Orsome come to a head when its all decided in a flaming casket match. We even have a pre show match ... but believe it or not we have a great card tonight. Tonight we find out who gets the first shot at Anger Management. Can Element X get it together for the sake of championship gold or did Xplode do the right thing in enlisting the one man who has pinned all three Element X members in the last few weeks in Derek Wellings?

Scott Caan: Hey man, our opener ain't too shabby! Shadow Man takes on a young upstart David Dreadful!

David Arquette: In a hardcore match! Later in the evening the number one entrant in the Rumble has to face the host of Bottomline and well Eric Steel has been far from kind. He's hungry for any bit of gold and he sees Jay Cee as a roadblock.

Scott Caan: Amanda Kaufmann fresh off carrying her impromptu team to victory gets her first singles match but its again the young man Andrew Campbell. That's a mismatch I'll tell you that.

David Arquette: I doubt that. There are no mismatches here! Oh... and also we have the debut of two talents LTN and Finn who compete with the returning Kenneth Cole in a triple threat. All these men and women are fighting for position, clamoring for notoriety as the Rumble in the Bronx looms closer ... hold on, I've got production in my ear. They say Ace Heart is in the back and he's got a BIG scoop ... 

The camera cuts to Ace Heart who is patiently waiting by the talent entrance door way. As if on cue, the door swings outward and in comes Bel Biggz.

Ace Heart: Bel, Bel … Bel! What is going on between President Mac and you?

Biggz, in his ring attire for whatever reason, looks at Ace cockeyed and then the flood gates open.

Bel Biggz: So last week, Ashton Daniels boots me out of the rumble because I guess his word supersedes everything. In reality, the little shit is a smart one because he’s weaseled his way to the point where the only path of escalation is him.

Ace Heart: Mac is the head of this company, Bel…

Bel Biggz: But where is he? WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!? He honored us with his presence by playing hype man. He’s a global trailblazer. He’s all over promoting this company but he doesn’t realize that his “general managers” or “vice presidents” or whatever the fuck they are in the midst of a dick size contest. He’s too busy promoting upcoming tours on a fucking space station or something to realize that someone just had their career ended and the guy in charge is like, “oh gee, who cares, now come here Orsome and finger my ass.”

Ace Heart: Bel… why are you here?

Bel Biggz: I’m still employed here for now, am I? My piss came up clean. So I’m here so big shot hall of famer President Danny Mac can see how FUCKED UP his company is becoming. Where is he? Where is that bastard? If I’m gonna be fired, it’s gonna be right after I rip out his fucking throat …

Ace Heart: Bel, you’re bleeding … your nose…

Nonchalantly, Bel wipes his nose with his sleeve. His eyes are wide and spittle flies from the wildly animated man.

Bel Biggz: Where is he!?

Ace Heart: He’s en route …

Bel Biggz: I’ll be waiting …

And Bel storms off.

David Arquette: This may be the last night we ever see Bel Biggz in this company. Danny Mac may not take this lightly.

Scott Caan: Oh, man I’ll miss him …

David Arquette: Well the show must go on. Next the legendary Shadow Man must do battle with a very capable David Dreadful.

SHOW OPENER
HARD CORE RULES MATCH
SHADOW MAN
Vs
DAVID DREADFUL

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a hardcore match and it’s scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first…

Quoth 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.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Chicago, Illinois, Weighing in at 216 pounds, "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.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent…

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 and towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow runs and 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. 

Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada…  Weighing in at 245 pounds…  SHADOW MAN!

He then gets into the ring and runs over to the corner and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. He pats himself on the chest twice and then points to all the screaming fans. He then points to the sky and pumps his fist for Memphis Reigns! Shadow then jumps down from the turnbuckle and turns around and leans in the corner and awaits for the match to begin.

David Arquette: Both of these men are obviously geared up and ready to go!

Scott Caan: It’s going to be one brutal and bloodied fight that’s for sure!

Shadow Man and David Dreadful lock up as the bell rings.   David brings a knee to Shadow Man’s gut.  David harshly hammers at Shadow Man’s back with force.  He then irish whips Shadow Man.  David comes and he hits a quick side kick, taking  Shadow Man off of his feet and onto the mat.  David Dreadful picks Shadow Man up to his feet as he then hits a spinning back fist.  He turns around and he hits a back body drop right on schedule as Shadow Man falls and holds his head and neck.  David rolls to the outside as he looks under the ring for a weapon.  He grabs a steel chair as he smirks with confidence.

David Arquette: Dreadful has a steel chair.  This match could get brutal right here!

Scott Caan: I wouldn’t do that if I were David Dreadful.  Shadow Man could very well counter this since he’s a pro at these types of matches!

Shadow Man is up on his feet as David attempts to behead him with a powerful steel chair shot but Shadow Man ducks and he decks David with a hard right hand which makes him drop the chair.  Shadow Man pulls David right up on his feet as he then hits a overhead belly to belly suplex with devastating force behind it.  Shadow Man grabs the chair that was dropped before.  David struggles to get up on his feet as Shadow Man clocks him on the side of the head with the steel chair with brute force.  David falls to the mat almost instantly.  Shadow Man then repeatedly hits David with the same chair over and over, letting all out of his frustrations out with the many shots.

David Arquette: Think he’s trying to send a message to the two guy that attacked him a couple of weeks ago?

Scott Caan: That would be an understatement!  Just shot after shot with that steel chair and he’s going for the cover!

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David rolls his shoulder up as Shadow Man pulls David to his feet in frustration.  Shadow Man quickly gets behind David as he attempts a German Suplex but then David blocks Shadow Man lifting him up with a kick below the belt.   Shadow Man quickly falls to his knees as of result.  David slides to the outside once more as he looks under the ring again.  He finds a kendo stick as he throws it in the ring.  He then finds a wooden table, sliding it in the ring.  He follows up by finding a trash can under the ring, fishing it out for the moment.

David Arquette: For Shadow Man’s sake, I hope he can watch out for the swift and dangerous David Dreadful now.

Scott Caan: David has a lot to prove.  He’s not going to lose this match without a fight.

David slides in the ring as he picks up Shadow Man by the head.  He grabs a kendo stick as he whacks it to his gut with harsh force.  He then hits Shadow Man in the back repeatedly with the kendo stick, making him fall to his knees once more.  David then swings with full force to the head of Shadow Man, causing him to bleed.  David sets up a table right in the middle of the ring as he looks over at Shadow Man.  He then smirks, picking him up by the head.  He then kicks him straight in the face, causing him to fall right back down.  David quickly goes for a cover.

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Shadow Man manages to kick out.  David smirks as he sets Shadow Man right back up

Shadow Man kicks David in the stomach.  He grabs David as he then places him back first on his neck.  Shadow Man hits Darkness through the table  as wooden pieces shatter from under David, causing David to be laid out cold.  Shadow Man rolls over and covers him.

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner, SHADOW MAN!

WINNER: SHADOW MAN


Shadow Man gets to one knee, he puts his right on hand David's shoulder and pats him while saying: "Good job man, you did good. Good luck next week". Shadow then barely gets up as he smiles at the fans.  The fans go wild in this victory.  Shadow Man raises his arm in the air as he takes some time.  He stands in the ring, continuing to celebrate as we go to commercial.

» COMMERCIAL » BREAK »

The scene goes backstage with BDC walking in the corridoors backstage until he reaches a door with a sign reading General Manager's office. He walks in and sits down at one of the two desks when he spots a big parcel wrapped up in wrapping paper. He looks quizzically at it before slowly getting out of his chair and walking over to it. He reads the label on it which reads 'To Chris Defore - For Xander Kage' and below reads 'I'll see you at the Rumble'. He hesitantly begins unwrapping it and jumps back in shock and begins shaking before turning away from it.

BDC: HOLY FUCK!!!

He gags slightly before slowly turning back round to look at it and pull the wrapping completely off revealing a wheelchair. He leans down and picks up an axe off the seat with blood stains at the sharp end.

BDC: You sick bastards!!!! I'm guna fucking kill whoever the fuck did this!!!

He starts smashing up the office with the axe before breaking down and dropping to his knees throwing the axe away from him. Bel Biggz comes rushing into the office after hearing the comotion and looks around at the mess and then BDC on his knees.

Bel: Fuck man... what happened!

BDC struggles to respond as Ashton walks into the room to his shock. BDC quickly gets up and grabs Ashton by the throat holding him up against the wall.

Ashton: Shit man, get the fuck off me!

Bel tries to pull BDC off Ashton but to no avail.

BDC: You sick fuck, you did this!

Ashton: Did what, i swear i didn't do anything... what's happened?

BDC: Look around you, what do you think happened.

BDC drops Ashton and grabs the axe and holds it up to Ashtons neck. You think this is clever, you think it's funny.

Bel: Chris, please don't do anything stupid, this isn't you, just try to calm down and we'll get to the bottom of this, please.

Ashton: Is that what i think it is?

BDC: Nice try, you know exactly what it is, the same axe that you or Joey attacked Xander with and it's still got the blood stains on it. Let's see how you like it!

Bel: Chris no!

Bel gets between them and BDC drops the axe to the releif of Ashton whose sweating buckets in fear of his life.

Ashton: I swear on my father's life this had nothing to do with me, neither do i know who would have done it.

BDC: That chair came too.

Bel consoles BDC as Ashton quickly gets out of the room and out of harms way leaving Bel and BDC wondering who is sick enough to do this as we cut to a different part of the arena.

A black limo pulls to a stop in the arena parking lot. A man in a suit leaves the driver’s side and then walks slowly down the length of the limo and opens up the passenger’s door. Two shiny dress shoes hits the floor and the president of the company steps out from the car. He sighs …

President Mac: Tony, park the limo and take a break. This is gonna be a long night.

The driver nods as President Mac walks towards the backstage area.

David Arquette: Here he is. I do not think he is a good mood but neither is Bel Biggz. These two had a “twitter war” but Bel’s negative statements about management have been going on for quite some time now.

Scott Caan: Please don’t fire him, Mr. President!

David Arquette: Next up we have Jay Cee taking on Eric Steel with both men having big rumble aspirations!

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MATCH TWO
ERIC STEEL
Vs
JAY CEE

David Arquette: Well, whoever is the culprit here needs locking up, this is obviously the work of whoever attacked Kage.

Scott Caan: How can you say that, it could be anyone who hates BDC... and i'm sure there's plenty of them out there.

David Arquette: Oh come on, you know as well as i do it's who attacked Kage, the note said see you at the Rumble. Well BDC better get to him soon otherwise nobodies safe.

Scott Caan: Man i can't wait until the Rumble, it's going to be a stare down of the century.

David Arquette: Followed by the biggest ass kicking of a life time, once BDC finds out this isn't going to be pretty. I hope he's ok, but let's get ready for the next match.

"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.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, from Devon, England, weighing 225lbs...'The Elite' Jay Cee!!!

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. 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 and looks at Cannabis and they nod at one another.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He is "The Lone Soldier", ERIC! STEEL!

"Welcome to my hood" plays out throughout the pa system. Eric Steel walks out of the curtains as the fans boo him almost out of the building. He was wearing canadian type tights as red and white pyros flare up with his arms rising up. He walks down the ramp with a swagger to his step. He walks up the steps and climbs in the ring. He just stands there with a smug look on his face as if he doesn't have a care in the world.

David Arquette: Jay Cee, a former world champion in this company, has found himself in a battle along with Shadow Man against mysterious forces. I can only think it has to do with the new blood here. With these bounties, with these distractions, can Jay Cee even focus on the host of Bottomline, Eric Steel?

Scott Caan: Hey, David, don’t you think it’s possible that Eric is looking past Jay Cee? All he talks about is the International title. You saw him on Brawl. He wants to face Mike and maybe he’s got tunnel vision.

David Arquette: Good point buddy so with just mere weeks away from Rumble in the Bronx we have two megastars facing off…and that isn’t even their focus.

The bell rings and Steel sucker punches Jay Cee right in the jaw. No wrestling to start this one. Eric repeatedly stomps down on the number one entrant to the Rumble. “You will take me seriously,” Eric screams as he lifts Jay to his feet and executes a perfect standing dropkick right on the chin of Jay. Eric smartly goes for the cover.

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But way too early, Jay kicks out with authority.

David Arquette: Eric Steel never ever wants to be taken lightly.

Scott Caan: Why wouldn’t we? He’s as serious as a heart attack these days. You say one bad thing about him and he flies off the handle.

Steel whips Jay into a corner and charges. Jay counters with a boot that staggers Eric. When Eric looks up, Jay Cee insinuates that hes a jerk off. This infuriates Steel and he runs at him. Jay Cee like a bull fighter steps aside and Steel hits the turnbuckle chest first. Jay with a reverse facelock and then a reverse DDT. Jay goes for his first cover of the evening…

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The referee calls it off when he sees Eric’s leg on the bottom of the rope.

David Arquette: Amazing ring presence by the Lone Soldier.

Scott Caan: Was he in the army?

David Arquette: No … its an … uh urban thing.

Scott Caan: I’m so confused. He’s white…

Jay lifts him to his feet and Steel pushes him away. Jay closes the distance with a right hand. Eric replies in kind and the match degenerates to a brawl. Steel winds back for a knockout blow. Jay ducks under with a double leg takedown and tries to lock in a sharpshooter. Steel kicks him back into the ropes. Jay comes back and rolls through and hooks Eric’s legs with a jackknife pin with a bridge.

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Steel escapes the abrupt cover and rolls away and to his feet. He ducks under a Jay Cee clothesline, and grabs onto Jay’s neck from behind and drops him with a reverse falling neckbreaker. Instead of going for the cover, Eric steps away to assess the situation. He scales the top turnbuckle as Jay stands up and turns around, he goes for a missile dropkick!

David Arquette: The Elite swats Eric Steel like a fly!

Jay Cee stepped out of Eric’s flight path in the nick of time and swats away Eric’s legs. Eric Steel crashes to the mat with a resounding thud. Jay Cee seizing the moment gathers up a stunned Eric Steel and lifts him into a torture rack position. He spins around with him for a moment before twirling him out with his legs in the sky and then driving his skull into the mat!

David Arquette: Elitemination!! Just like that!!

Jay Cee hooks Eric’s legs…

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: The winner of this match via pinfall, THE ELITE JAY CEE!

WINNER: JAY CEE

David Arquette: With the rumble on the horizon, Jay Cee, a former winner of the big match, has defeated the always vocal Eric Steel. He's the first man in the Rumble on the 29th. Can he do it?

Scott Caan: Gosh I sure hope so!

Jay Cee gets his hand raised in victory as Eric Steel scowls at him from the outside. As he makes his way up the ramp, dogs begin barking and the arena jumps to their feet. MadDawg steps out from the back followed my Brock. Jay walks past him with a smirk. Eric starts shaking his head and then prepares for a fight. 

Scott Caan: Here we go. Eric dared BDC to send his henchmen and there they are.

David Arquette: You don't even know why they are out here.

MadDawg smiles and raises a microphone up to his mouth causing the dogs to stop and the fans to lower their screams. 

MadDawg: Nice loss, buddy. Relax Eric. We are not here to fight you or jump you or any other action along those lines. Originally we were coming out here to ask you about the attack on Xander and what you knew.

Brock Whitworth: But we realized that would be for nothing. After watching your show it is apparent that you are not a real reporter. You are actually lower than Jonathan Coachman on midnight showings of ESPN SportsCenter.

MadDawg: We also realized that no one in their right mind would tell you if they did something. People just don't rate you high enough on the care list to even bother.

Brock Whitworth: With this information, we came to the conclusion that you were not the one that did it.

MadDawg: No way could you pull this off. First, you would have to be someone important to do something like this. You have to be methodical, half-way intelligent, and an arrogant dick.

Brock and MadDawg looks at one another.

Brock Whitworth: OK, so he has one of them.

The fans laugh.

MadDawg: So let me cut to the chase before the fans have to watch you rant and rave on BottomLine. You over stepped your boundaries boy. You went talking to Mike about how I don't take my chances seriously, how you are going for the International Title. You will have to wait a long time for that boy. After Rumble in the Bronx, Mike won't hold that title for a long time.

The fans cheer thinking about the great match-up. 

David Arquette: That match could easily be the show stealer.

Scott Caan: MadDawg is looking to pull even with Mike while Mike continues to prove what a great legacy he is creating.

David Arquette: It will be a great match.

MadDawg: See the problem is you fought for the number three contender for the International Title. I give you props for winning the match but you were not high enough on the minds upstairs to compete for the number one contender spot. You couldn't get the job done against Hala, like most things in your life, you popped too soon and the night ended in disappointment. You may claim you have what it takes but since I got here, I have done nothing but won matches. Rumble in the Bronx, you will see your International Title hopes disappear when I walk out as the champion. Have a good night.

"Image of the Invisible" blares on the P.A system and the fans jump to their feet. MadDawg and Brock head for the back.

David Arquette: MadDawg sure thinks he is walking out as the champ at the Pay-Per-View.

Scott Caan: Foolish. I don't like Eric but MadDawg is getting too big for his breeches.

David Arquette: Breeches?

Scott Caan: Just cut to commercial.

» COMMERCIAL » BREAK »

MATCH THREE
AMANDA KAUFFMAN
Vs
ANDREW CAMPBELL

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.Fighting out of Barberton, Ohio. She stand at 5 feet and 7 inches, and weighs in at 125lbs. AMANDA "THE LEGEND" KAUFFMAN!!!!

“Uragiri No Yuuyake” by THEATRE BROOK plays. Amanda comes to the ring riding a black Kawasaki motorcycle, while wearing a yellow cat shaped motorcycle helmet, with a black leather jacket and black PVC shorts. Her appearance is similar to Celty Sturluson from the anime Durarara!! When she stops at ringside. She shuts down the bike and climbs off. Then she takes off her helmet and jacket, revealing her black PVC sports bra.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And her opponent. Fighting out of Indianapolis, Indiana. He stands at 6 feet, 3 inches, and weighs in at 260lbs. ANDREW CAMPBELL!!!!!

The opening guitar chords of "Hero" by Skillet begins to play and the crowd rises to their feet and begin to cheer. The camera zooms towards the entrance and as the song kicks into gear Andrew Campbell runs out onto the stage sporting his EWC t-shirt. Campbell stands at the top of the ramp for a moment soaking in the moment with a smile on his face before he points out towards the crowd in a show of respect before sprinting down to the ring and sliding in under the bottom rope.

Campbell climbs the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms high into the air which gets the crowd even more fired up. Campbell then takes off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd before dropping down and preparing for his match.

David Arquette: Not an ideal match up this one Scott. Campbell has everything in his favour.

Scott Caan: Very strange decision by management to put these two together. If it was Orsome instead of Campbell, then he wouldn't hesitate to attack Kauffman, but this kid has morals.

Kauffman looks like she wants to lock up, but Campbell is reluctant to do so. He backs away, and is obviously uncomfortable with this match up. Kauffman lifts her arms in the air in frustration, while Campbell has a few words with the ref, who tells him he has to get on with the match. Campbell shakes his head, and goes to leave the ring.

Kauffman gets annoyed, grabs him from behind, and rolls him into a schoolboy pin.

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Campbell kicks out, and quickly gets to his feet. He puts his hands on his hips, smirks, and shakes his head and says out loud "Ok, if this is how you want it".

They lock up in the middle of the ring, but Campbell easily throws Kauffman off. To her credit, she gets straight back up, and locks up to him again. He picks her up like a reg doll, and slams her hard onto mat. She writhes in pain, which causes him to flinch. He covers her quickly.

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Kauffman somehow manages to kick out.

David Arquette: Campbell is trying to do the right thing here, but Kauffman won't give up.

Scott Caan: This has nothing to do with sexism, or whether men are better than women. It's purely down to weight and height, and the raw strength advantage that Cambell has over Kauffman. She's and awesome fighter - we've seen it from her time and time again, but this is just a step too far.

Campbell gets to his feet and tries to leave the ring, but this time, Kauffman launches herself onto Campbell, and wraps her arms around his neck in a vicious strangle hold. He backs away from the rope, and tries to throw her off, but she has it locked in tight.

David Arquette: No way!

Scott Caan: This is a favourite manoeuvre that Kauffman like to use. I've seen her use to devastating effect in other feds.

Campbell sinks to his knee, and continues to try to fight out of it, but Kauffman refuses to let go. Both knees are now on the mat, and the ref lifts his arm up, and it drops to his side instantly.

David Arquette: That's once!

The ref lifts Campbell's arm a second time, and it drops again.

Scott Caan: Twice! No way, I think we're going to have a massive upset here!

Just before Cambell's arm drops for a third time, Kauffman releases the hold, and launches herself off the ropes and hits a Flying Crane Kick.

She pins him.

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: Your winner, by pinfall, AMANDA "THE LEGEND" KAUFFMAN!!!

WINNER: AMANDA KAUFMAN

David Arquette: HUGE upset here tonight Scott!

Scott Caan: He shouldn't have taken her so lightly David. He has no one else to blame but himself.

David Arquette: It was an interesting match though, and I'm sure Campbell will come back stronger than ever, but tonight it was Kauffman's night!

The camera feed pans backstage as we see EWC Interviewer, Ace Heart smiling with microphone in hand. Behind him, a large locker room door remains closed. Immediately, the fans begin to cheer in the distance as Ace smiles.. and begins to speak.

Ace Heart: Hello, Ace here, and I am standing outside the reigning United States Champion’s locker room door! To bring our fans closer to the EWC Universe, I will attempt to bring him out and see what is going on in his mind.. right now!

Ace turns and raises a set of knuckles to knock on the door as the door suddenly swings open on it’s own! The fans immediately unload a storm of boos and screams as Xplode glares at Ace Heart, his hair wet and pinned back into a pony tail. Hung over his large shoulder is the U.S Championship belt. Chewing on a large wad of gum, Xplode smiles as he steps into the hallway, nodding at Ace Heart.

Ace Heart: Hello Xplode! It’s a pleasure to be here with you!

Xplode nods his head as he looks off in the distance, his lips smacking loudly on the gum. Awkwardly, Heart tries to pursue the interview anyway, unsure on what course to follow.

Ace Heart: Tonight, you step in the ring with two of the-

Xplode: I... know damn well who I am facing tonight. What I don’t understand is why you are standing outside my locker room door? 

Heart attempts to back away slowly but is grabbed by the arm instead by Xplode.

Ace Heart: I didn’t mean to.. I was just... The fans were needing a..

Xplode: What the hell do I care what these fans need?! Do any of them actually care what I need?! The last time I checked, I heard nothing but boos when I walked out to that ring, a ring that I have literally put on the top of the television ratings as of late! What.. do you need proof?! LISTEN!

Xplode grabs Ace Heart by the head and twists him towards the camera awkwardly. The fans respond with loud boos and curses on que, bringing a smile to the face of Xplode. Xplode takes it in for a moment, almost savoring it, before releasing the backstage interviewer.

Xplode: The funny thing is.. I actually enjoy this. I was never one to root for the good guy.

Ace Heart: You have been so successful during your run in the company so far. Tonight, you will get a chance to achieve even more championship gold as Derek Wellings and yourself square off against Spazz and Mike Corral. What can we expect from you once that bell rings.. and will you be ready should BDC send more superstars to the ring like he did last week?

Xplode: I only run at one speed.. full throttle. Tonight, I don’t give a damn if I have to carry the entire team on my shoulders, we will get the job done one way or another. Becoming a tag team champion is an honor that I hold with high respect, something our current champions seem to have forgotten about. Anyone who carries one of these straps (Xplode raises his championship) has a duty to perform. There should never be a question as to who deserves the right to be known as a champion here in the EWC. If that means that I have to systematically take out the entire locker room one by one and snatch each belt up.. so be it. The company is known as the big leagues in the industry and I have no problem being the face of the EWC.. regardless what these fans here in Boston think. Then again, they wouldn’t know too much about championships, would they? This place is the home of some of the greatest choke artists after all..

The fans boo even louder as Xplode laughs.

Xplode: As for BDC and his crew.. I expect them to make their presences known in some way or another. Let’s make one thing damn well clear though. The first time they struck, they caught me off guard. That won’t happen again. It would be in his best interests to keep his ass backstage.. and that goes for his hired goons as well. This is Friday Night Rampage, the hottest damn show in the world right now! Whether these fans want to admit it or not, I have been the reason that this show has reached the top in the ratings. Week in and week out, I have put in work and reminded the world that a new era has come to the EWC. That era continues.. tonight.

Xplode shoves Ace Heart aside and leaves the area as Heart attempts a half hearted smile..

Ace Heart: There you have it.. our United States Champion!

» COMMERCIAL » BREAK »

MATCH FOUR
LTN
Vs
Kenneth Cole
Vs
FINN MCCONNAIGH

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following match is a triple threat match to be decided by one pinfall...

Kenneth Cole exits onto the stage from the backstage area. A boxing hood over his head as the crowd is in awe of "The Alchemist". Booing him as he looks around grinning. He calmly walks toward the ring in a "B-line" function. While getting in the ring he points around the crowd with his gloved hand. "I've been knocking bitches out since '86!!" he shouts toward the crowd. "The Alchemist" starts shadow boxing in the center of the ring. He clearly doesn't seem to be apologetic about the reasons he went to prison. The fact he's never lost and was now banned from boxing is a reason why wrestling fans hate him. Thinking he shouldn't be wrestling due to a technically. He just tunes out the fans as streams of fire pyrotechnics comes out of the turnbuckles. As Kenneth Cole removes his robe and hands it to his cutmen and corner. He sits in a stool on either corner and looks to knock another bitch out as his music fades.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: First on his way to the ring, weighing in at 240 pounds, from the Bronx, The Alchemist, KENNETH COLE!

Blue-Green God by Meat Puppets hits and out comes LTN to a warm welcome.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Second, weighing in at 220 pounds, from Vancouver, BC, Canada, LTN!!

Goin' Postal begins to crash over the PA as the love inside the arena now turns to rage, and the lights change to white, orange and green. The curtain is thrown back and the shadow of Finn McConnaigh falls over his Faithful, eyes dead set on the ring as he absorbs the VERY loud response. He marches down to the ring after a moment, the camera shot nearly being filled with nothing but Finn's back, Finn ignoring the fans that he is allowing to pat him on the back and arms as he approaches ringside.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Approaching the ring, from "The City of ANGELS," Los Angeles, California, he stands SEVEN FEET TALL and weighs 380 pounds...this is BIG! FINN! MCCONNAIGH!!

The crowd pops again as Finn grabs the top rope and hauls himself onto the apron, then steps over the top rope into the ring, walking to the opposite set of ropes and THROWING up the universal sign for the chokeslam as green, white and orange pyro explodes behind him. Amid the smoke, Finn cuts a snarling face as he grabs his shirt and TEARS it Hulk Hogan style off his chest, chucking the remnants to the floor and waiting in his corner.

David Arquette: EWC always has the brightest stars and just 9 days before the rumble we have the debut of two new talents. Big Finn McConnaigh is an import from last month’s uber successful European tour and boy is he big. He may give Gravedigger a run for his money. Next we have Lyle Tennis-Naven or as he calls himself LTN. We saw his promo material and he is sure to make opponents GREEN with envy of his success. Rounding out this triple threat we have the return of Kenneth Cole is looking to redeem himself after failure in Xander’s open challenge last month.

Scott Caan: Big Finn sure scares the hell out of me but hey he wasn’t mean at all. I got his autograph!

The bell rings and the three men circle each other apprehensively. Cole and LTN eye each other and then the huge behemoth and then nod at each other. They punch and kick at Finn trying to hack away at him like a lumberjack chopping at a tree. It only seems to agitate the big Irish man. Finn piefaces LTN and LTN’s body goes against the ropes hard. Cole tries to use his boxer background to get some body shots that would down any normal man but Big Finn laughs them off and then headbutts Kenneth knocks him flat to the mat!

David Arquette: They’re gonna need an army to take out his hulking monster!

Scott Caan: I wouldn’t say he was a monster, David.

LTN leaps on McConnaigh’s back and attempts to wrap his arms around the tree trunk of a neck for a sleeper. Finn entertains it for a moment before he backs himself into a turnbuckle and crushes the green haired wrestler like a bug! Big Finn shakes him off to face off against Cole once more. Finn calls for Cole to strike him.

David Arquette: Kenneth Cole was undefeated in professional boxing. You ever think he faced a guy like this?

Scott Caan: Not a chance, David.

Cole doesn’t back down, he balls up his fist tight and catches Finn with a right hook to the jaw. Amazingly Finn staggers back. Cole seizes the opportunity. He stuns Finn with three jabs to the jaw followed by an almost theatric uppercut. The man falls against the ropes and manages to get his arms caught in the second and third rope. Cole smiles as Finn is an awkward position when LTN rolls up Cole with a school boy!

1!...

2!...

Cole barely escapes the surprise cover. Both men get to their feet. Cole goes for a wild swing and LTN ducks under and then hits a quick belly to back suplex on Cole. Finn has freed himself from his trap but steps back to observe. LTN climbs to the top rope and then dives off with a swanton bomb!!

David Arquette: LTN takes Cole into the Green Yonder!!

LTN covers …

1!...

2!...

Finn unceremoniously boots LTN off of Cole. Cole gets to feet and swings at Cole and Finn, who is deceptively fast, steps aside and then clubs Cole over the back. Finn bounces off the ropes and crushes Cole with a shoulder tackle. He stands tall and lets out a monstrous roar!! LTN comes off the ropes with a diving crossbody and Finn catches him and presses him into the air… Cole is up and and Finn throws LTN at him unintentionally completing the crossbody!

David Arquette: Cole and LTN are impressive so far but Finn just used LTN like a missile! Amazing!

Scott Caan: Don’t think Lyle wanted to be used as a human dart!

Finn boots LTN out of the ring and grabs up Cole and very quickly he snaps off a vicious looking powerbomb on Kenneth Cole!

David Arquette: The Parting Glass from Big Finn! Cole won’t be getting up from that one!

Finn drops his knees on Cole’s chest as the referee counts!

1!...

2!...

3!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The winner of this match via pinfall,  BIG! FINN! MCCONNAIGH!!

WINNER: BIG FINN MCCONNAIGH

David Arquette: Big Finn delivered that powerbomb with authority. He shook off sick looking blows from The Alchemist and managed neutralize LTN's speed. Great debut from the big man. My question is this: if Finn is the rumble, new or not, who can even eliminate him!?

Scott Caan: I just don't know. I have to believe it would take more than one person to achieve that feat.

FNR goes to commercial on a shot of Big Finn posing for the fans who have taken a shine to the Irish giant.

» COMMERCIAL » BREAK »

MadDawg is standing in the concession area, leaning on one of the tables. D.E comes hoping out of the lines of people waiting to be served. D.E has a plate of nachos, a hot dog, and three beers. D.E holds the tray up to MadDawg, which his eyes pop open and a smile cracks his face. 

MadDawg: Thank you good buddy. Brock has wanted me to go on this strict diet, you know how hard it is?

D.E: Dewhfw sdjbnw wefkhwe.

MadDawg: No really, I can't believe it doesn't want me to have fatty foods.

MadDawg said as he took a bite of the hotdog. 

D.E: Igjbsdf dsajnbsd sdelhsew.

MadDawg: Oh and the sweet sweet nectar.

D.E: JFHLJ FLHF LKF LKJF!

MadDawg: Why didn't you tell me he was right behind me?

MadDawg turns around to see Brock standing behind him with his arms crossed and a pissed off look. MadDawg lowers the beer back to the tray and sets the hotdog down. He looks at D.E. 

MadDawg: How dare you D.E. You know that you can't have that stuff. We are tag team champions and it is time we start acting like it. That means you have to eat and drink the right things.

Brock Whitworth: Nice try.

MadDawg looks back at Brock. He takes a quick drink of the beer to help get the hotdog down. 

MadDawg: First Brock, what I said last week ...

Brock puts his hand up to stop MadDawg.

MadDawg: Got ya. Then on to business.

Brock Whitworth: That's right, the rumble. Do you understand the opportunity that is before us?

MadDawg: I don't get the whole big deal everyone makes this out to be.

Brock Whitworth: What?

MadDawg: Seriously, everyone is fighting to be the number one contender for the EWC Championship. Why?

Brock Whitworth: You don't want the title?

MadDawg: You know damn well I want the title. What I don't want is to be the number one contender. So let's say you win this match Brock, who are you facing?

Brock Whitworth: Not sure actually. Whomever gets the title, I suppose.

MadDawg: Don't you want to be that person? Everyone is bitching over being the number one contender but I want to be the one they need to face for the title.

Brock Whitworth: So what if you don't get to be that person? What if they take the top finishers and put them all in a cell to fight for the title. There have been many rumors floating around on what exactly it means to win this match. You should not disregard this match.

MadDawg: You should know by now I love a fight. You should also know by now that I do not care about the history books. I don't care about entering this match at number one or number thirty. I care only about winning.

Brock Whitworth: That is the spirit. Think of the upper hand we have in this match. Tag team champions in the ring fighting off the others until just you and I are standing. Then the fans will finally get to see the two of us go at it.

MadDawg: I like where you are going with this. It makes sense. I know Element X is going to try and pull some tricks.

Brock Whitworth: Let's not forget Joey and his antics with Ashton in his corner.

MadDawg: A lot of good names on that list. A lot of reasons for people wanting to win the match.

Brock Whitworth: Not really. They all have one goal, the same goal, to win. It doesn't matter why they want to win, they just want to win.

MadDawg: You know, I bet there is a zoo in New York isn't there?

Brock Whitworth: What?

D.E gets really excited.

D.E.: Wkhflk wsgldhgfs?

MadDawg: Damn straight we are going to the zoo! Come on.

D.E and MadDawg walk off leaving Brock standing there with a confused look. MadDawg peeks his head back in.

MadDawg: You are going to want to come along for this one, I will explain on the way.

Brock shakes his head no and reluctantly follows MadDawg off the screen.

Elsewhere … Bel is seen reclining in a steel chair with his feet kicked up on another. President Mac’s big frame steps into view.

President Mac: Bel …

Utter silence in the area. Everybody waits on baited breath as this situation unfolds.

President Mac: So you’re angry and while I don’t agree with Ashton’s decision – the spot is already filled.

Bel Biggz: I don’t give a shit about the actual spot. I do care that you have a guy doing his best Stalin impression by running this company with an iron fist—

President Mac: I run this company – do not think otherwise.

Bel stands up … tension builds between them before he replies…

Bel Biggz: You sure don’t act like it.

President Mac: You’re emotional right now so I’m going to let this slide. Go home and maybe we can arrange something for you to do at the show …

Bel Biggz: Oh thank you!

He continues in a tone dripping in sarcasm …

Bel Biggz: After now twenty six years, my career aspirations were just to have something to do at a major show. You want to me to mop the floors, sir? You want me to hawk t-shirts, master?

Mac tries to remain calm … and professional but his fists tremble as Bel rambles.

President Mac: I advise you consider your next words carefully.

Bel Biggz: Or what? You gonna fire me? FUCKING FIRE ME. But before you do, you can give me something to do in New York. It’s clear to me that …

Once again Bel wipes blood trickling from his nostrils with his sleeve.

Bel Biggz: … that …that I need to show you how I feel for this business and maybe you can show the world that you haven’t totally became this soulless corporate husk that hired a middle management twerp like Ashton Daniels to help run your company. I don’t want Ashton. That’s like picking on a fucking invalid. I want the BIG MAC DADDY … EL HEFE … Mr. President, I want you!!

And that professionalism trickles away like piss down a leg.

President Mac: You want to face me? Are you out of your mind? Well, too late. You got it. I’m going to make a professional example out of you and I want everyone to watch. You and me … September 29th, Rumble in the Bronx, with MY employees surrounding the ring watching me whoop your crazy ass!

Bel smiles.

Bel Biggz: I’ll see you then … Danny.

Bel walks away from Mac. The president adjusts the collar on his suit and shakes his head.

David Arquette: I … I .. can’t believe it. Our President is returning to in ring competition at our PPV Rumble in the Bronx and he wants everyone to bear witness to what he intends to do with Bel Biggz.

Scott Caan: Maybe he should fire him – it’d be cleaner.

David Arquette: I'm just shocked but next up we determine who is next in line to face Anger Management!! Wait a second, this isn't either team's music...

All of the sudden "This Is My Life" by Downstait could be heard playing over the arena's speakers. There's an instant reaction from the crowd and that reaction isn't a good one. In fact every single fan that was in attendance were booing with everything they had. All for the obvious reason which had everything to do with the fact not a single one of them liked the man that was about to make his presence.

Scott Caan: It's about damn time this guy graced our present on Friday Nights!

David Arquette: Who is this guy?

Scott Caan: You've got to be fucking kidding me right?

David Arquette: I never kid Scott, I never kid at all.

It was about that moment that Damien Kingston walked right on on the stage. He had this arrogant smirk spread across his lips listening to the people boo him and hate him. It was something that he soaked up. It was something that he loved. As their boos got louder Kingston began to make his way down the ramp taking his sweet ass time along the way.

David Arquette: Whomever this dude is, he sure does look confident.

Scott Caan: I could only assume that you live under a rock if you don't know who Damien Kingston is. He's one of the greatest fucking talents in this company. He's without a best thing going for the Monday Night Brawl brand.

David Arguette: Ohhhh.

Scott Caan: Are you serious right now? Are you serious? That's all you've got for me is: Ohhhh? You're killing me right now David, you really are!

Kingston had reached the ring side area as he was walking across the ring apron making his way to one of the corners. Upon reaching the corner, he climbed the turnbuckle and stood there long enough to unzip his hoody to reveal his shirt under it. He tossed his arms out as his side screaming at the top of his lungs but still got nothing more than a negative reaction. Kingston soon jumped down into the ring as he called for a microphone with his music starting to fade out. Once he had a mic in his hand, he made his way to the center of the ring raising it in order to speak.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: September 19th 2013, I return home...

There was a brief pause at that moment while everyone looked on confused to what his point was.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: ... But I return home for one reason and one reason only. That being EWC's Rumble in the Bronx pay per view event. I am one of the thirty men that will be competing in the Royal Rumble Match in which the winner gets a shot at the EWC Championship on the biggest stage that EWC has to offer: WrestleFest.

Despite being a hated man, there was a loud pop coming from the crowd at that moment. Not because of Kingston but because of the Rumble in the Bronx mention. It was one of the most hyped events of the year.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: However I'm not just one of the men in the rumble. I'm not just one of the guys competing in the match. I'm not just going to be a person in the match that serves as some kind of statistic. No, no, no. That's not how this pony show is going to be ran. Instead I am the man that's going to win the Rumble in the Bronx!

Sure enough there was that arrogance of the man coming out once again. Therefore the booing started to come back. It was getting louder with every single boo that escaped the mouths of the fans. Something that the Man of Liberty had simply trained himself to ignore.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: From the sound of it, sounds like I'm not the guy you fucktards picked to win in the first place. No instead you've been pegging people like Jay Cee, Joey Orsome, Shadow Man, Maddawg, and hell even Sah'ta Thor to win this match. You know the "Golden Ones" of EWC. You know the "Main Eventers" of the company. You know the people that suck more dick that a New York hooker to get the spots their in from the start. I get why you'd root them on and peg them to win, but per usual you're always wrong.

Kingston strolled around the ring with that arrogant smirk of his featured. He knew what these people were thinking and what they wanted without them even letting it escape their mouths. He was quite smart and now he was on a mission to make sure he buried what they wanted for the sake of his own success.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Don't get me wrong, I am so those very same guys think they are going to win too. I am sure those same guys don't even know who I am. I am sure they don't pay to anything I do. I'm a nobody to them. I'm not even a blimp on their map and because of that outlook. Because of the way they are handling things. I know they are about to make the biggest mistakes of their careers all because they are counting me out which is the stupidest fucking thing anyone can do.

He shook his head from side to side as he leaned against the ropes a little looking out at the booing fans in attendance.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Not often am I on to play the underdog card, but in this case that's the hand I have been dealt with. And because it's the hand I have been dealt, it's going to be the hand that I win with. Doesn't matter to me when I come out. It doesn't matter to me who's in the ring when I do get out there. It doesn't matter how many people I have to outlast and go through when I do get in that ring. Hell, I could be the first one out and have to go through all twenty nine competitors. That's exactly what I'm going to end up doing. Nothing and no one is going to stop me. Especially when I know that EWC Championship at WrestleFest is calling my name. Especially when I'm this close to avenging the business that I love. Especially when I'm this close to being... THE BEST THAT EWC HAS TO OFFER!

Again there was a loud sea of boos. It was something that the fans weren't ever going to agree on when it came to him. Of course Kingston didn't care if they did or didn't agree. That wasn't any of his concern at this moment in time. All that he was concerned about was himself and his words.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I want all twenty nine men to remember something. I want every single one of you people sitting here in the crowd tonight to remember something. On September 29th of 2013, when I return home. When we all find ourselves at Rumble at the Bronx. When you all see that count down clock begin and then my music hits. When you see me standing at the top of that stage about to make my way to the ring. Remember that I warned you all in advance what was going to happen because on that night. We're going to be in my backyard, and that means that every single one of you are officially fucked... because as I said before 2013's Rumble at the Bronx Winner will be none other than the Man of Liberty!

Fans really let their voices be heard on that one. Kingston proceeded to let the microphone drop in the center of the ring as it hit with a loud thud. That's when "This Is My Life" was heard playing once again as the boos got louder. Almost like the fans in attendance were doing their very best to be louder than his music. Kingston simply smirked as he stood there in the middle of the ring holding his arms out at each side of him almost taunting the crowd.

Scott Caan: I don't care what anyone says, but that guy has the IT factor. He's got all the tools to be a force around here. He makes you believe every word he says.

David Arguette: Well, I know you're going to disagree with me on this but I didn't believe anything he said. Honestly the guy just sounded like every other guy that has said they were going to win the Rumble at the Bronx.

Scott Caan: You clearly don't understand this man's genius, but one day you will and I think that day is coming sooner than a lot of people think!

By now Kingston had dropped down to his knees and rolled on out of the ring. As the crowd continued to boo heavily, Kingston just walked right on up the ramp without a care in the world. He didn't bother to pay attention to a single fan that shouted or booed him. Instead he marched up the ramp and disappeared into the back letting the cameras cut back to the announcers...   

David Arquette: Okay ...NOW ..its time for the main event.

#1 CONTENDERS MATCH
FOR THE TAG TEAM TITLES
SPAZZ
&  MIKE CORRAL
Vs
DEREK WELLINGS
&  XPLODE (C)

Arquette: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to Friday Night Rampage! We are only NINE days away from the first EWC Pay-Per-View in THIRTY THREE MONTHS! Can you believe it?

Caan: Nope.

Arquette: What a crazy night we have had tonight. So many twists and turns. Too many to mention. All I know is, Rumble In The Bronx is going to blow the frickin' roof off.

Caan: I hope not. Mac won't be happy with forking out the money to rebuild the roof.

Arquette: Okay Scott, right you are. Now just to add more fuel to the already strongly burning Rumble fire next up we have the US champ Xplode teaming up with Derek Wellings to take on two members of Element X to become the number one contenders for the tag team titles!

Caan: And with the recent announcement that Xplode will defend his title at Rumble against Mike Corral himself, this match should be an absolute doozy.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall. The winners of this match will become the number one contenders for the TAG TEAM TITLES!

The lights in the arena turn all sorts of colors ... red, blue, white before the lights going out altogether and five figures emerge from the back as "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit blasts through the arena. Corral and Spazz make their way out from behind the curtain with arragont and confident expressions across their face.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: On their way to the ring first, at a combined weight of four hundred and fifteen pounds. They are two members of Element X. Mike Corral and Spazz!

Corral and Spazz ignore the EWC fans as they slide into the ring. They climb to opposite turnbuckles, pose to the crowd and then drop down and await their opponents.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And their opponents...

Derek Welling excitedly runs out on top of the Entrance Ramp. He taunts the crowd to raise the roof on one end, and succeeds. Derek then runs over to the other end and taunts the other end successfully. Quickly, Derek runs down to the ring and slides in ala Edge. Pointing to the crowd, Derek pumps his fist back and forth like a pair of pistons, then cups them around his mouth for a shout out. Once the crowd is riled up from the shout out, Derek flexes his arms in a strong man pose, then crosses them over his chest and waits for his partner.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Detroit, Michigan weighing two hundred and eighty pounds. Derek Wellings! And his partner...

The fans in the arena are heard cheering as various spot lights find their way to the entrance area. As the lights dim, a thick layer of smoke begins to cover the stage.. and the entrance theme begins to play. “The Diary of Jane” by Breaking Benjamin plays loudly as the arena becomes lively, the fans becoming quite audible as Xplode steps out unto the stage! Dressed in a pair of black wrestling tights and matching elbow pads and wrists wraps, Xplode looks out at the sea of fans and nods his head, before walking down the rampway and heading towards the ring in the distance. Around his waist shines the EWC United States Championship belt.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Hailing from the San Francisco, California! Out of San Francisco, California, he is the reigning EWC United States Champion.... XPLODE!

Jaden makes his way towards the ring, his head bobbing in rhythm with the theme song. He then slides under the bottom rope and ascends a nearby turnbuckle, removing the strap and raising it above his head! His face looks determined, chiseled through complete focus under the arena lights as he stares out into the sea of fans before him. He then hops down from the post and hands the strap to the referee, pulling on the ropes after to stretch his limbs before signaling that he is ready for the match. The arena lights slowly return to normal as the fans continue to scream with delight.

Arquette: Well here we go folks!

Caan: Corral and Hunter are staring each other down. This should be a great preview for their upcoming match.

Arquette: Looks like we'll have to wait though as Wellings and Spazz seem set to kick this one off.

The referee signals for the bell as Wellings and Spazz begin to circle one another being cautious and patient. Spazz steps in for a lock up but Wellings counters with a knee to the mid section. He hammers his forearm down onto the back of Spazz's neck a couple of times and then throws him into the corner. He runs at him but is met with an elbow to the face. Derek stumbles away and turns back into a standing dropkick. Spazz continues the pressure by picking Wellings up immediately hitting him with a fierce upper cut to the jaw. Spazz pushes Wellings against the ropes and whips him to the other side. He goes for another drop kick anticipating Wellings to come back but he clutches the ropes and Spazz hits the floor. He gets up and walks right into a devestating clothesline from Wellings. Cover!

1...

2...

Spazz kicks out!

Arquette: Amazing fast paced start to this match but that clothesline had to hurt.

Caan: Corral is chomping at the bit to get in this match. He has a score to settle with Wellings aswell as wanting to get his hands on Xplode.

Corral screams from the corner for Spazz to get up and tag him in but Wellings taunts him holding Spazz by his ankle. Spazz rolls over, pulls Wellings towards him and kicks him in the face causing him to let go and fall back. Spazz jumps up and tags in Corral who flies under the ropes into the ring. He flies into Wellings knocking him down with a knee to his groin and then follows up with repeated kicks to the mid-section. Wellings pushes Corral off him and attempts to get back to his feet but Corral lays him out with a flying elbow to the side of his head. Wellings rolls towards the corner of his partner Xplode and Corral begins to beg Xplode to tag into the match.

Arquette: Here we go folks! It's about to get interesting.

Caan: We get our preview!

Xplode obliges tagging himself into the match and literally explodes out of the corner ducking a clothesline from Corral. Corral spins around and gets knocked down by a stiff clothesline. He quickly gets to his feet but Xplode is already on him and hits him with a knee drop. Corral falls back onto the ropes and comes back to a spinning spinebuster. Xplode covers.

Arquette: Xplode is on fire! He's showing Corral why he's the US champion!

1...

2...

Spazz breaks up the count stamping on Xplode! Wellings quickly hops into the ring and goes for a big boot on Spazz but he ducks and Wellings gets his leg caught up on the ropes. Spazz hits Wellings with a double knee back breaker and pushes him outside the ring. Spazz turns around proud with himself but Xplode clotheslines him over the top rope. Xplode turns around and gets a double palm strike to his chest and then gets him by 'final fantasy'. Corral covers!

Caan: Corral could pin the US champ here a little over a week before Rumble in the Bronx!

1...

2...

Wellings breaks up the count! Wellings picks up Corral and throws him to the corner but before he can do anything more he spots Spazz climbing to the top rope. He runs over and kicks the rope causing Spazz to drop and then picks him up off the turnbuckle and hits Army Strong! He goes to cover but Corral connects with "Death is Welcome"! Wellings flops to the floor and Corral turns around to cover him but Xplode kicks him in the gut. THE DROP ZONE CONNECTS! COVER!

1...

2...

3!!!

Arquette: What an incredible ending to the match!

Caan: Is this a sign of things to come when the Rumble comes around?

Emmannuelle Chriqui: Here is your winners. Derek Wellings and the US Champion Xplode!!!

WINNERS AND NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS: DEREK WELLINGS AND XPLODE!

David Arquette: The very unlikely team of Wellings and Xplode came through big and they have a tag title shot ... but remember this ... at the Rumble there are no friends. What happens when these two see other in that ring. Their partnership is out the window.

Scott Caan: What if the final three is all Element X. You think Charlie is gonna be buddy buddy with Spazz and Corral if the shot for the world title is on the line.

David Arquette: Hell no. Don't forget Jay Cee is the number one entrant! Can he survive the whole match to get back at his title as he claims?

Scott Caan: Shadow Man is number two. Will Jay even get past him?

David Arquette: Great question ...

Xplode and Wellings celebrate their huge victory on opposite sides of the ring ... obvious signs that this is just business...

Scott Caan: US title ... International title ... PRESIDENT MAC RETURNS TO THE RING ... world title shot up for grabs in the rumble ALL ON SEPTEMBER 29TH!! RUMBLE ON THE BRONX, DAVID! ONLY ON PPV!!

David Arquette: Starting Monday, no Brawl, no Rampage ... WHY because we are heading to the big apple. Rumble in the Bronx may happen on Sunday night but for that week, NEW YORK IS EWC COUNTRY, BABY!!! There will be an unprecedented experience all week as we count down the seconds to EWC'S return to PPV!! Hey ... look..

President Mac suddenly steps out onto the stage, microphone in hand.

President Mac: Hey, Bel, I forgot to tell you: if you lose on the 29th ...

He retrieves a piece of paper that looks to be contract from his breast pocket.

President Mac: This contract is null and void. You're done. You're fired. Like I said, Biggz, don't bite the hand that feeds you. Goodnight and I'll see you in New York ... Bel.

The crowd goes into a frenzy as FNR goes off the air.

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