MNB #412 - Salt Lake City

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 412



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

Live from the EWC STADIUM in Salt Lake City, Utah

EWC BRAWL
October 14th 2013
Live From the EWC Stadium in Salt Lake City, Utah
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Head Ref: Earl Hebner
Backstage help: Ace Heart

"We Own It" by 2 Chainz Ft Wiz Khalifa blasts in the Stadium as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events over the Monday Night Brawls sixteen year history. Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship.

A video package of last months Rumble in the Bronx pay-per-view plays showing all the highlights including two title changes, somebody being locked inside a flaming casket and for the first time in history two men walking out of the Rumble match as the winners. The video continues to go on and shows Mike Corrall deating Xplode to win the United States title, followed by Joey Orsome finally putting one over on Sean Ferguson, President Mac's return to the ring against Bel Biggz, Maddawg's massive victory over Mike to win the International title to become a double champion and finally Xplode ending his night on a high alongside Jay Cee to become joint Rumble winners.

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

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

A chant begins of

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

Aiello: Hello and welcome to the four hundred and twelfth edition of Monday Night Brawl. What an amazing night we have lined up for you!

Piven: Indeed. Crazy good. But the big one that everyone must be thinking about is that huge Hardcore Title match between Damien Kingston and Joey Orsome. What an incredible match that will be.

Aiello: Couldn't agree more. We're kicking off straight away tonight with some action however. We have a newcomer by the name of Roderick Harper taking on the juggernaut, the tag team champion, the Rumble In The Bronx joint winner. Xplode.

Piven: Huge task for Harper in his first ever match. Let's see how he can do. To the ring we go with Jessica Stroup!

SHOW OPENER

RODERICK HARPER Vs XPLODE

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...

Tear It Down by Burn Halo begins to play over the loudspeaker. The arena goes to a purple shine as Roderick Harper emergs from the backstage area. He stands on the top of the entrance ramp as he peers through his hood out into the crowd. Roderick walks down the ramp as he slaps the hands of the fans at ring side. When he gets to the ring steps, he quickly moves up them and grabs the top rope. He hops over the top rope and removes the hoodie from his head. As he stares out into the crowd, Roderick let's out a loud yell as the fans cheer with him. 

Jessica Stroup: From Los Angeles, California... weighing in at 215 pounds... RODERICK HARRPPPPEEERRRRRRR!

Joe Aiello: Another veteran coming back to EWC!

Jeremy Piven: Seems like we're getting more blasts from the past day by day, Joe.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent...

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. “I Stand Alone” by Godsmack 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.

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from the San Francisco, California! He weighs in tonight at 212 pounds..., he is... 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! 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 begins 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.

The bell rings as Xplode and Harper both lock up in a grappling position. Xplode dends his knee towards Harper's gut with aggression. He irish whips Harper to the turnbuckle as he comes up running. A massive clothesline beheads Harper with brute force behind the attack. Harper manages to appear up on his feet momentarily. Xplode then lifts him up for a back body drop with devastating force. Xplode grabs Harper, sending a knee straight to Harper's gut. Xplode then puts him on his shoulder as he delivers a devastating Samoan drop. Xplode rebounds off the ropes as he sends a knee straight to the cranium of Harper.

Joe Aiello: What a brutal set of moves by Xplode in the early going!

Jeremy Piven: Xplode is very quickly showing why he co-won the Rumble in the Bronx! He's just ruthless.

Xplode gets Harper up on his feet as he then hits a quick belly to belly suplex, with Harper landing forcefully on his back. Xplode then makes a quick cover, hoping to make quick work of Roderick Harper.

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Harper kicks out as Xplode pulls Harper's head up. He then attempts a neckbreaker but Harper reverses it into a massive back body drop which is meant with impact. Xplode gets up while arching his back while Harper runs in full speed, delivering an amazing running dropkick straight to Xplode's face. Harper gets Xplode up on his feet as he proceeds to hit a reverse DDT with impact while smirking. He stomps on Xplode repeatedly, eventually picking him up off of the mat as he then hits a standing dropkick now. He proceeds to springboard, now hitting a moonsault for all of his troubles.

Joe Aiello: What a comeback by Roderick Harper! He certainly hasn't lost his step!

Jeremy Piven: That might be true but he doesn't have anything on Xplode... just wait and see!

Roderick Harper pulls Xplode in the center of the ring, now applying the sharpshooter. He puts it on with a lot of pressure while Xplode is screaming in pain and agony. Xplode is attempting to use his upper body strength to get to the ropes. Eventually, Xplode does and Harper has to let go of the ropes. Roderick picks up Xplode, he then hits a neckbreaker which connects. Roderick then rebounds off the ropes, hitting a running knee drop which follows up by Roderick making a cover.

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Xplode rolls his shoulder up and Roderick Harper pulls him to his feet. Roderick then puts him between his legs, obviously preparing for something big. Roderick attempts to hit a pile driver but Xplode reverses it, lifting Roderick Harper up and dropping him on his back. Xplode picks up Harper as he hits a snap suplex, swinging his hips to stand back up and pick Harper up again. Xplode then hits a power slam, smirking along the way. Xplode stands Roderick up who's in a daze. Xplode then backs up and he hits a running clothesline, almost taking Harper's head clean off.

Jerem Pive: It's only a matter of time, Joe... I told you.

Joe Aiello: The match isn't over yet, Jeremy!

1st alternative: Xplode grabs Harper, hitting Lock and Load with massive impact. He then signals that the end is near, lifting Harper's limp body from the mat. He puts him between his legs. Xplode then hits Harper with The Drop Zone! Xplode then turns Harper over, making a cover right after.

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner... Co-Winner of the Rumble and One half of the tag team champions, XPLODE!!!

Winner: Xplode

Xplode celebrates his victory as he stands up on the turnbuckle with his tag team title in hand.

Joe Aiello: No matter how much Roderick Harper tried, it seems that Xplode was just too much.

Jeremy Piven: Of course he was.... he's Xplode!

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The scene goes to the backstage area where BDC is stood talking to one of the producers of the show, and Ashton Daniels walks up behind him and taps him on his shoulder. BDC turns round to see Ashton and sighs.

BDC: What do you want? Things are going fine at the moment.

Ashton smiles a cheesy smile at BDC who begins looking creeped out.

Ashton: I've got an announcement to make tonight... have you got an announcement.

BDC: Man your such a child, you better not be going behind my back with anything.

Ashton: Ah I have the power to do what i want Chris, it's up to you to top me.

BDC: I'm not in any mood to be playing stupid games with you Ash.

Jay Reynolds waltzes up behind Ashton and grins at BDC who flips straight away, but is held back by Ashton and the producer, then a couple more people who are around.

Jay: Whoa! Man you not over it yet?

BDC: You son of a bitch, I told you I don't want to see you back here, it's bad enough I've gotta see you out there every week.

Jay: Chill man, I'm not axing off any of your friends legs tonight.

BDC continues to try and grab Jay but is held back by five men.

BDC: Get lost Jay before I do something I might regret.

Jay: Fighting talk... ok I'll go, but like I said before i was backed in a corner Chris, don't blame me, I'm just a scape goat.

Ashton turns around and looks at Jay with a funny look as Jay turns and walks off as BDC calms down and looks at Ashton who follows Jay. The scene cuts with BDC looking quizzical.

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'The Fountain' by Pendulum hits the PA system as the arena fills up with a chorus of boos. Ashton Daniels walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand looking very business like. The music cuts and Ashton pauses for a second for the fans to calm down their "YOU SUCK" chants.

Ashton: SALT LAKE CITY!!! I hope your enjoying your night and let me tell you it's only going to get more extreme because tonight we will crown a new EWC Hardcore Champion in the Main Event of the evening with either Joey Orsome or Damien Kingston walking out tonight as the new champ.

The crowd give a good reaction at the fault of the main event match.

Ashton: Well i have a massive announcement for you all right now because there will be no Monday Night Brawl next week and there will be no Friday Night Rampage either because in two weeks time we will be live in our beautiful capital of Washington DC and we will be hosting a Monday Night Brawl SuperShow!

A host of woos and oooh's come out of the crowd after the announcement.

Ashton: We will be having one huge Brawl where the entire roster will be on the show and we will also have a championship match on the show as well. Now i'd like to hear your dearly beloved BDC make such an announcement like that, but of course to do that he actually needs to come up with something worth while.... Thank you very much!

'The Fountain' plays throughout the arena once more as Ashton turns his back on the audience and walks through the curtain to the backstage area.

Aiello: Wow what an announcement from our GM right there, a huge SuperShow, two weeks from tonight and i wonder what championship match will take place, we know they'll be one.

Piven: It's the EWC title Joe, Ashton told me, we're pretty close you know, i've got the inside track.

Aiello: Oh please, you've never met the guy, plus that is going to take place at Wrestlefest and we already know that.

Piven: Well it could be this guy who's out next, Maddawg and his International title.

Aiello: It could be and this next match is set to be a potential show stealer.

MATCH TWO
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE

DEREK WELLINGS Vs MADDAWG

Joe Aiello: Now we're going to be entertained by one half of Anger Management when he faces one half of the new tag team champions.

Jeremy Piven: Xplode and Wellings winning two weeks ago was amazing. Let's see if Wellings can add insult to injury one on one.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a falls count anywhere match! And it's scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...

The lights go our and the fans jump to their feet. The sound of dogs barking and fighting fill the P. A system speakers and the fans begin to erupt. "You've done it now," throughout the arena as "You're Gonna Pay" begins. Two flashes of lightning, one from the left and one from the right, flies through the air and strikes the platform in front of the tron causing the entire platform to burst into one large fireball. "So turn around and face the piper. You're gonna pay!" blares as teal flashes of light begin to flicker around the arena as MadDawg makes a few slow steps from behind the curtain with a sly grin on his face wearing his black boots, blue denim jeans, and his black cut that has the word "Dawg Pound" etched in white. He has the tag team title around his waist and the International title on his right shoulder. He walks to the center of the stage, looks throughout the crowd, tilts his head up, closes his eyes and soaks in all of the cheers. "A cheap shot, that's the way that you play the game" continues as the smile leaves his face, his eyes open with such hatred and determination. He glares down to the ring and begins to make his way down the ramp. "You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay! There's no forgiveness this time" riddles the chorus as he walks with assiduous, unwavering purpose. He rolls under the ropes and then stands in the middle of the ring to take the crowd in yet again. "No more chances, No more excuses, no lies" sends him to the near left turnbuckle and he climbs to the second rope. He lifts up his right hand, then pounds the left side of his chest three times. He shouts something toward the crowd that gets them even more amped up. He rubs his left hand across the International title and then the tag team title. He jumps down and begins to take off his leather jacket as he eagerly awaits his opponent.

Jessica Sprout: From The Dawg Pound USA, weighing in at 254 pounds... He is the EWC International champion, MADDAWWWGGGGGG!

Joe Aiello: MadDawg looks absolutely focused right now, more so than I've ever seen him.

Jeremy Piven: He and his partner just lost the tag team titles.... Why wouldn't he be? That'll teach his team to be associated with BDC. You never win.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent...



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 the match to begin.

From Detroit, Michigan... weighing in at 280 pounds... “THE AIRBOURNE RANGER” DEREK WELLINNNNGGGGSSSSS!

The referee in charge Earl Hebner rings the bell as Wellings and MadDawg lock up in a grapple position. Wellings pushes MadDawg off, proving that he was strongest of the two. Wellings picks up MadDawg by the head. He sends a knee to MadDawg;s gut. He irish whips MadDawg with devastating force. Wellings delivers a clothesline, turning MadDawg inside out pretty much. Wellings then hits a devastatng scoop slam with massive power. He grabs MadDawg, who hits a jawbreaker with force. MadDawg then lifts Wellings up for a back body drop, giving more effect than usual. MadDawg gets Wellings up off of his feet yet again as he then proceeds to hit a body slam with devastating force.

Joe Aiello: What a nice combination of offense by these two powerhouses!

Jeremy Piven: Wellings should be able to gain a little something soon.

MadDawg gets Wellings up on his feet as he proceeds to hit as dropkick, laying down to the mat. He then picks up Wellings. Wellings reverses the grapple and he grabs MadDawg. He then picks up MadDawg for a powerslam with brute force. Wellings grabs MadDawg by the neck as he proceeds to lift him up for a massive chokeslam with devastating power behind it. Wellings rolls out of the ring to grab a steel chair from under it. MadDawg manages to get out of the ring as well. Wellings then swings harshly at MadDawg, slamming the chair against MadDawg;s head very hard. MadDawg then covers him on the outside.

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MadDawg kicks out as Derek Wellings pulls him off of the ground. Wellings brings him to the announce table, banging his head against it. MadDawg breaks out of that grapple and swiftly returns the favor. MadDawg hits a huge back body drop to the padded floor, nearly injuring Wellings's back. MadDawg brings up the steel chair. He hits Wellings in the head with a steel chair, making him fall back. He then brings up a kendo stick and he swings it to the back of Wellings. Wellings falls to his knees in pain. MadDawg then takes the stick to the back of Wellings's head, making him fall face first into the padded floor.

Joe Aiello: What a match this has turned out to be with MadDawg turning the tables on Derek Wellings!

Jeremy Piven: Come on Derek, get back up and get back in this!

Joe Aiello: Wait a minute, what's this!?

Eric Steel jumps over the barricade and turns over MadDawg. He doesn't hesitate as he hits The Steel Cutter on the padded floor. He drags Derek Wellings on top of MadDawg after the damage was done.

Jeremy Piven: Payback is a bitch!

Joe Aiello: Why would Eric come out and attack MadDawg!? Does he have something to prove?

Jeremy Piven: He's trying to prove that he deserves to be champion. He obviously will do anything to have that belt.

Derek Wellings doesn't realize where he's at as he makes the cover on MadDawg.

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner, DEREK WELLINGS!

Winner: Derek Wellings

Eric Steel pulls MadDawg from under Derek Wellings as he grabs a steel chair. He hits MadDawg across the chest with a steel chair. Eric Steel then throws MadDawg back in the ring. He then rolls in the ring with MadDawg. He gets MadDawg up and he sets him on the top turnbuckle.

Joe Aiello: Oh come on! What else does this man have to prove!? Tell me he isn't going to tell me what I think he's going to do.

Jeremy Piven: He's going to do the ascended Steel Cutter!

Eric Steel hits the Steel Cutter from the turnbuckle, posing over him afterwards. Eric rolls out of the ring and he grabs the International championship. He puts it on his shoulder, adjusting it to see how it looks. He then slides in the ring. He drops it on top of MadDawg. He mouths off at him. “That belt is going to be mine!” Eric leaves the ring to a chorus of boos while Derek celebrates the win he has gotten due to the help of Eric Steel.

Joe Aiello: Eric Steel is one dangerous individual.

Jeremy Piven: He knows it and he doesn't care. He's the most outspoken wrestler we have here in EWC. And he could be the most talented.

Joe Aiello: A big win for one half of the new Tag champs, but what repercussions will there be though for Steel now Maddawg will be after him for sure after this.

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The scene goes backstage where we head to the locker room of Jay Reynolds who has a match up next and is finishing his preparations and getting ready as Ashton storms through the door.

Ashton: What the hell was that earlier?

Jay: Just keeping you on your toes Ash, just chill man, I've got my match next.

Ashton: I don't give a fuck about your match right now, he can't find out i ordered you to do that to Xander, i could get the sack and he'd kill me.

Jay: Are we talking about the same guy, he's old as fuck and pretty much damn retired. Anyway you can fight.

Ashton: I can fight, but I'd rather not thanks, you just keep to your end of the bargain as I'm keeping to mine, you got your job back, now keep quiet yeah.

Jay: Oh whatever, go kiss Joey's ass or something, I'm busy.

Ashton: Jay... stay with us here bro, big things are going to happen for us, think of the bucks yeah, now get out there and kick that dickheads ass. Keep your head.

Ashton walks out leaving Jay stretching and laughing to himself as we cut to a commercial break.

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The feed returns as we see Xplode and Terry Jones in the ring. The fans around them are screaming in disapproval, a large smile upon Terry Jones’s face being the response. Dressed in a sharp suit, Terry Jones paces a moment with a microphone in hand as the fans continue to let them have it. As the screams slowly die down.. Terry Jones raises the microphone.. and begins to speak.

Jones: Once again, the greatest name today in sports stands before you all and you all respond with disrespect. This is a man who is destined to become the EWC World Champion at Wrestlefest, to perform at the highest degree possible on the biggest stage in sports.. and no one has one ounce of compassion or thankfulness to this man. We should all thank the man standing behind me, recognize him for his efforts due to the fact that since he arrived in the EWC.. the ratings have doubled across the board! XPLODE IS THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS... and the creator of a new era.

The fans boo loudly and toss trash into the ring, and Xplode shrugs it off as he adjusts his black leather jacket. Terry Jones pats him on the shoulder.

Jones: Tonight, we are not out here to gloat on our success in the company though. We have not arrived in this ring to taunt anyone or shove our fingers in the faces of the naysayers.. even though we could. No, tonight.. your future World Champion has arrived to handle business in a more adult way. Where most men talk trash to one another when their opponent is no where to be found, Xplode prefers to do it face to face. He is a man of integrity.. of purpose! This much, I can say with all confidence. So please, put your hands together.. for the reigning EWC Tag Team Champion... former United States Champion.. and future World Champion... XPLODE!!!!

The fans really get loud now as the arena becomes extremely loud! Xplode looks out into the fans as the microphone is handed to him. Dressed in blue jeans and a black leather jacket, he shrugs off the responses and paces the ring now. Xplode waits for the screams to die down.. and finally speaks.

Xplode: In case you all have no idea as to who the hell I am.... I AM XPLODE!

The fans scream loudly and shake their fists!

Xplode: Since I have arrived, I have done EVERYTHING that I have said that I would do. No matter who has been put before me, no matter what show I have been.. regardless of the city I have competed in.. time and time again I have put it all on the line and got the damn job done! In just a few short weeks, the greatest show on Earth will be aired before the EWC Universe! The most dangerous men.. the most lethal.. will put it all on the line in the hopes of being great on this historical night. The entire World will be paying attention.. this is what it is all about. I plan on going even further than that though. I aim to break the barrier and become that much better than the rest in the world... and become known as the EWC World Champion. To do that, I have to face one of the most over-rated men in the business... JayCee.

The fans begin to cheer loudly now and support JayCee upon hearing his name! Xplode nods his head and allows them time to celebrate their heroes recent successes in the ring.

Xplode: Go ahead.. give him a round of applause! I don’t blame you! The man will have a chance to do the impossible and become the EWC World Champion, he will attempt to do this by going through the hottest name in the business... me.

The fans begin to chant JayCee’s name repeatedly as Xplode mock claps in the ring.

Xplode: As a matter of fact.. why don’t we call his ass out here so he can represent himself? I mean, he is the hero in all of this, isn’t he? Let’s do the right thing and ask him to head out to my ring.. and do what only he can do. So JayCee... bring your ass out here and face your adoring public.

The fans begin to cheer as nothing happens for a time. Finally, they explode into cheers as “Bangarang” by Skrillex begins to play!! Fireworks emit from the stage area.. and then a man steps into view! With a dark hoodie draped over his head, the man heads towards the ring! The fans cheer him on as he rolls into the ring and circles Xplode and Terry Jones!

Xplode: Ladies and Gentlemen... JAYCEE!!

JayCee raises his fist in return but keeps the hood over his head, hiding his face. Stopping in front of Xplode, he says nothing as Xplode claps in appreciation. The theme song shuts down and the fans stir in appreciation of what is taking place in the ring before them!

Xplode: Here he is.. JayCee. This is a man who has represented the EWC for awhile now, the biggest name in the business for so long now, it almost is like a bad comedy. You know, when we last competed in New York, I once compared you to my Father. You seemed to take offense to that.. and you know.. I don’t blame you upon thinking it over. You see, where my Father was annoying and predictable.. he was at least considered successful. You, on the other hand, only matter to these idiots around here... beyond that.. you are just a damn joke.

The fans begin to boo now as JayCee paces the ring, obviously pissed about what is being said about him! Xplode laughs as does Terry Jones.

Xplode: Let’s face it.. Jay. Though you are hardly up there in age, your career has pretty much hit it’s apex in terms of where it will go. You could almost say that I am your last shot at doing something worth remembering in the EWC, and in that aspect, I don’t blame you for being so excited about your match up at Wrestlefest! You certainly did not win the Rumble in the Bronx, and thanks to a slip up by fate... you find yourself in the right place.. at the right time. That’s pretty much the norm for you, isn’t it?

JayCee attempts to snag the microphone out of Xplode’s hand but he pulls it away as the fans cheer JayCee on!

Xplode: Wait your turn.. big man. The world has heard you ramble on and on for awhile now. Let’s say you let the new guy speak for a second longer before you bore us to death with the same tired schtick.. okay? You know, as I stand here and look at you, I find myself feeling a sense of pity for you. I mean, look at you... you’re a joke. You come out here and act as though you still have that fire that you once had, when in truth you never really were worth mentioning. Shadow Man was the marquee name in the business, even during the time that you were at your best. You have been a second place champion your entire life.. and once again.. you assume the same role as you share a ring with me. That has to hurt. I am doing you a favor by allowing you to share this ring with me... so I believe you owe me a thank you.

The fans begin to boo Xplode as JayCee paces the ring once more. Finally, JayCee drops to one knee and lowers his head.. submitting to Xplode!

Xplode: Thats right. I am glad that you see it-

Suddenly the fans begin to scream as.... JAYCEE EMERGES FROM THE BACKSTAGE AREA!!! The entire arena erupts into a frenzy as the real JayCee rushes down the rampway and slides into the ring, furious with rage! Xplode and Terry Jones leave the ring in a hurry as JayCee grabs the impostor and yanks his hoodie off! He then kicks him in the gut and nails a snap DDT, sending the impostor head first into the mat as the arena applauds him! JayCee launches to his feet now, his face expressing rage! Xplode searches under the ring behind him as Terry Jones taunts JayCee now!

JayCee reaches out and grabs Jones by the shoulder, yanking him into the ring in a display of strength! With the fans fully behind him, JayCee yanks Jones over the top rope and into the ring hard! JayCee watches Jones slowly rise and stalks him! Finally, JayCee grabs Terry Jones and sets up for his finisher.... only to be hit from behind by Xplode with a metal chair!! The fans begin to boo loudly now in disgust as JayCee tries to rise up.. only to be hit upon the back again.. and again.. and again, each time warping the chair more and more! Terry Jones rolls away slowly as Xplode stands over JayCee with chair in hand. Finally, Xplode raises the chair.. and hits him one final time across the back of the head, spilling blood on to the mat! Xplode then tosses the chair off to the side and stares at him, content with the devastation. The fans boo loudly as JayCee holds his head. Xplode then leaves the ring, his face red with rage..... and Terry Jones trailing behind him. The feed cut back to the ring where we see JayCee somehow lifting his head! He looks at Xplode as blood runs down the side of his forehead!

Both men glare at one another.... the war just beginning.

Joey: Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen.. this is crazy. The road to Wrestlefest has now begun and we are witnessing the start of what looks to be the most memorable main event of them all. Xplode versus JayCee.. absolute war. Can these two titans be contained under one roof?!

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MATCH THREE

SEAN FERGUSON Vs JAY REYNOLDS

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match. Introducing first, from Camden, New Jersey, weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds, at six feet, two inches tall, SEAN "THE MAN" FERGUSON!!!!

The lights fade out in the arena and the crowd rises to their feet, cheering. Sean Ferguson's Jude giggles and then Killswitch Engage's "In Due Time" cuts through the cheers. A white spotlight shines up through the stage area and a dark figure steps into the light. The crowd goes wild as Sean whips out his infamous hockey stick and slams it against the floor of the stage.

The arena is flooded by red, white, and blue strobe lights as Sean makes his charge down the aisle. He starts slapping hands with the fans along the guardrail, and eventually slides under the ropes. The crowd are on their feet as he awaits his opponent.

Jeremy Piven: Sean Ferguson, what a joke. This guy has been getting his ass kicked for two weeks. First, he lost his return match to Joey Orsome in that Hellacious and again last week he was beaten by “The Man of Liberty” Damien Kingston last week on Brawl. The sooner these old fogies are gone, the better.

Joe Aeillo: I’ll argue those against you. Sean had that Flaming Casket match won fair and square until he was screwed over. Then he had his match against Damien Kingston won until Joey Orsome had to get involved in the match and pretty much GAVE “The Man of Liberty” his win.

'This Fire Burns' by Killswitch Engage blasts out from the PA system and Jay Reynolds jogs out onto the stage and does his gun taunt as purple and green pyros go off around him. He walks down the ramp to a chorus of boos as he taunts the crowd on his way down.

Jessica Stroup: His opponent! From Chicago, Illinois standing five feet eleven inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is JAY REYNOLDS!!!

He slides into the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle and does his gun taunt again before stretching on the ropes.

Joe Aiello: Jay Reynolds, another EWC Alumni who returned and has found success upon his return. Last week, Jay Reynolds defeated Silas after a less that great showing at Rumble in the Bronx ’13. Can he beat Sean “The Man” Ferguson this week?

Jeremy Piven: I think not! “The Man” hasn’t won a match since his return, but what about Jay Reynolds? He’s won matches since his return and that’s who’s going to win this match. Plus, maybe Joey Orsome will make sure his enemy that he’s already humiliated stays that way after this match.

After each man is checked by the referee, the bell rings out and Sean gets the upper hand right off the bat with a quick kick to Jay’s left leg. Sean kicks his opponents leg several times before hitting him with a Low Dropkick, knocking his opponent out.

The two get up at once, trading blows and once more Sean gets the upper hand pushing his opponent to the ropes. Ferguson whips his opponent across the ring and hits a Flying Shoulder Tackle; quickly he stood up and landed a knee to his opponents face. He lays across Reynolds’ chest!



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Shoulder up!

Joe Aiello: Looks like Sean’s trying to wrap this match up early tonight. Likely to get back at Joey Orsome for last week’s attack, maybe soften him up for Damien Kingston later tonight.

Jeremy Piven: Doubtful, Sean Ferguson made a poor choice trying to pin Jay Reynolds now as he made a poor choice in returning. It’s been over five years since we last saw him and he’s gotten WORST in that time.

Sean takes a knee and attempts to drive a fist into his opponents head but Jay counters with a Sucker Punch of his own. The Man breaks off and leans over the ropes as Jay Rey gets to his feet, runs over and drops a leg over his opponent’s neck onto the ropes. Sean bounces up and falls into an Inverted DDT from Jay. Reynolds grabs Ferguson by his neck and locks in the LeBell lock. Despite the pain, Sean reached over and grabbed the ropes. The referee starts counting and gets to four before Jay breaks up. The crowd boos him loudly as he viciously attacks his opponent as he tries to stand up.

Jay ignores them as he attacks Sean from behind. He drives his elbow against his opponent’s back, he then turns The Man around to hit him with Power Slam and follow through with a Leg Drop over his neck. JR then goes up top on the second rope and hits another Leg Drop. This time he goes for the pin and scoops the leg!



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KICK OUT!

Jay Rey grabs his opponent by his neck and tosses him head first out of the ring. Sean Ferguson lands outside hard, he grabs hold of the barricade as fans reach out and pat on him. His opponent waits for him, and when Sean turns around, Jay is already running and dives out and lands a Flying Cross Body and both men are taken out!

Jeremy Piven: What are you doing Jay? Let Sean pussy out and give you the win? Don’t got after that washed up has been! I haven’t seen a bad idea like this since the end of Entourage!

Joe Aiello: Oh shut your pie hole, Jeremy. Both vets want need to push the other to his absolute max if they want to win. People pay to see these men up close and some more extreme actions, our name is EXTREME for a reason.

The referee stands near the edge and he begins counting.



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Jay Reynolds is the first to get up, he grabs onto Sean Ferguson and whips him into the stairs.



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Sean hits the stairs hard, but as Jay ran over to him, The Man hits a Stiff Clothesline almost knowing Reynolds out of his shoes. Sean rolls into the ring then back out to refresh the count.



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Sean slides back out and he drags Jay back to his feet to get a Powerbomb on the cold unforgiving floor. Keeping his opponent locked in, Sean picks him up and delivers another vicious Powerbomb. This time, he falls against the ring.



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Neither man move much and the fans start to get frenzied. They start to get loud quickly.



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Both men get to their feet. However Jay Reynolds strikes first and hits a Neckbreaker on Sean Ferguson.

Jeremy Piven: Sweet Jesus! What a vicious Neckbreaker outside the ring.

Joe Aiello: As I said, we are the embodiment of Extreme. Do you really think you’d see less from either one?

Jeremy Piven: Never, and if we did I’m sure our bosses would agree to give them or anyone the pink slip with his walking orders.


Ferguson finally gets up to his feet. He stumbles around for a second, trying to regain his bearings.


Reynolds slides back into the ring and stands there, taking a quick breather. He’s looking on as Ferguson struggles to get up to his feet.



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Sean Ferguson finally gets up to his feet. He stumbles around for a second, trying to regain his bearings.



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Upon hearing the count, Ferguson turns towards the ring, and slides in himself. Reynolds runs and bounces off the ropes and hits a powerful Clothesline. The Nan gets up and is knocked back down. Ferguson tries to get back up but is a bit slow at the time. Jay Rey stalks him from behind.

Sean Ferguson is finally back on his feet and slowly begins to turn. He turns around and Reynolds goes for the J Connection[/b]. But Ferguson counters it right into a devastating Jaws Of Death[/b]. The crowd explodes as Sean goes for the pin fall! HE hooks the leg and a cover!




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The crowd cheers loudly as Jay Reynolds rolls out the ring, angry that he lost. He throws a small tantrum outside the ring as the referee holds Sean Ferguson’s hand up high and the crowd continues to go crazy.[/i]

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pin fall, SEAN “THE MAN” FERGUSON!!

Joe Aiello: He’s done it! Sean Ferguson has broken his bad luck and broken Jay Reynolds streak!

color color="green"]Jeremy Piven: That was bullshit and you know it! He should have lost and everyone around here knows it. We’re going to break, hopefully they can clean all the vomit because I’m sick now.

[BDC]

MATCH FOUR

GRAVEDIGGER Vs BROCK WHITWORTH

The lights dim as the bells begins to thunder from Jim Johnston's "Graveyard Symphony" plays in the arena, the Gravedigger appears from behind the curtain behind six hooded men, and steps out onto the top of the ramp, with his hood on, head bent low. Purple and white strobes blind the crowd as the Dark Stalker begins to walk between the hooded men with three on each side with his head hanging low down the ramp, towards the ring. 

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 336 pounds... he is the Dark Stalker, stalking the Extreme Wrestling Corporation; he is the Grim Avenger of Souls Restless! He is the... GRAVEDIGGER.... DENNIS ANDERSON!!!!

He walks up the stairs into the ring, and walks to the center of the ring. He drops to one knee and holds his hands out at his sides, with red glowing eyes, letting the darkness consume him. He rises from his trance state, and takes off his hooded ring robe, and awaits the arrival of Brock

Aiello: Well Gravedigger is coming off a huge loss last week and he looks like he means business tonight.

Piven: I still can't get over what we saw of this guy during the Rumble. There is no shame in losing to Jay Cee and tonight he will have a point to prove.

She got down on hands and knees one ear against the ground holding
her breath to hear something but the dirt made not a sound....

TONIGHT

As the opening strains of "The Dirt Whispered" by Rise Against ring out in the arena, Brock Whitworth emerges from behind the scenes and sumgly looks around the arena. He steps out onto the ramp, lets out a primal scream, smacks the floor, raises his arms, and pyro shoots off behind him. 

Jessica Stroup: "Introducing, weighing in at 230 lbs. Standing 6'3" tall, "The Pride of Brisbane" Brock Whitworth!!"

Brock makes his way down to the ring, ignoring every fan on the way there. He hops up onto the apron, climbs through the ropes and scrambles up a turnbuckle, and snarls at the crowd, all of whom boo their discontent. Brock pays no mind to this and heads to the center of the ring, where he hops up and down, waiting for the match to begin.

Aiello: Well if you think Gravedigger has a point to prove, this guy lost his tag team title last week.

Piven: And it was Brock who got pinned.

Both men stare at each other in the centre of the ring.

Piven: And Brock is not showing any intimidation from the big guy.

Earl Hebner signals for the bell to ring

Aiello: And we are off.

Brock starts saying something to the giant and we see nothing from Gravedigger. Brock starts yelling at Gravedigger to to “bring it on” but still the emotionless monster just stares into the soul of the Aussie.

Piven: Brock is pumped for this.

Brock slaps Gravedigger to a thunderous ovation from the crowd and Gravedigger goes for Brock.

Aiello: Not a wise move from the former champ.

Gravedigger goes for a massive swing at Brock but the smaller man ducks and goes behind Gravedigger. Gravedigger turns and gets a left hooks to the side of the face. Gravedigger does not even flinch and instead puts his giant hand on Brocks face and pushes him away. Brock goes backwards against the rope and uses the momentum to go back at his opponent. Gravedigger takes a swing but Brock ducks and goes against the rope on the other side. As Gravedigger turns he is met by a shoulder tackle by Brock. Brock stays on his feet after but Gravedigger only stumbles slightly backwards.

Aiello: He is going to have to do more than that to get the big man off his feet.

Piven: I bet he goes for another shoulder tackle.

Brock just looks at Gravedigger before running against the other rope coming off towards Gravedigger with another shoulder tackle which has a similar affect.

Piven: Told you. Sure he has time to try it again.

Aiello: Are you insinuating that these matches are predictable?

Piven: Just watch.

Brock now looks pissed at Gravedigger who just tilts his head slightly. Brock now goes to the fourth side of the ring, bounces off, ducks another swing from Gravedigger and this time dropkicks Gravediggers left leg sending him down to one knee. Brock is quick to his feet and drop kicks Gravedigger to the face knocking him fully down.

Aiello: You was saying?

Piven: Shut up.

Brock now gets on top of Gravedigger and grabs him by the hair and starts punching him viscously in the face. He screams at Gravedigger and it takes a count by Earl Hebner to get Brock off. Brock gets up and backs off as Earl reluctantly checks on Gravedigger who is quickly getting to his feet. Out of no where Brock runs and knees Gravedigger in his face keeping the big man down. Brock then drags Gravedigger to the turnbuckle and puts him upright. He holds on to the top rope and begins stomping on Gravedigger. He gets his knee and puts it to Gravediggers throat and starts chocking his big neck.

Aiello: Check out this mean streak by the former tag team champion.

Piven: I think it is the fact that he is no longer the tag team champion that he is having this mean streak.

Once again the referees is needed to get Brock to get off the seven foot monster and Brock uses almost the whole count. He backs off for a second before going back at Gravedigger. Gravedigger pulls himself up with ease and gives a giant boot to Brock. Brock holds his gut and is met by a giant uppercut sending Brock backwards. Gravedigger scoops up Brock and slams him to the ground. He then quickly follows it up with a leg drop. Not wasting any time he grabs Brock by his neck with both hands and lifts him up before delivering a hip toss. Brock crawls to the side of the ring as he is stalked by the giant. Gravedigger grabs Brock by his leg and tries to drag him. Brock manages to turn slightly and from his position on the ground kick Gravedigger furiously and desperately until he lets go. Brock rolls out the ring and Gravedigger follows him.

Aiello: I think Brock wants to take five.

Piven: But Gravedigger is straight out of the ring after him.

Brock looks at Gravedigger who is once again stalking him and Brock runs around the side of the ring. Gravedigger chases. Brock slides in the ring and is on his feet by the time Gravedigger rolls in. Brock is right on top of Gravedigger giving viscous stomps and knee drops on the opponent keeping him grounded. Gravedigger is showing sign of wearing down by all of these strikes and Brock hooks the leg for a pin.

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Brock is thrown high off Gravedigger but Brock is to his feet and this time he is the one stalking Gravedigger. As Gravedigger gets up Brock gives him a left hook to the chin before grabbing him and attempts a belly to belly suplex. The size overwhelms Brock and he is unable to pull off the move. Gravedigger grabs the arms of Brock and does not let him release the hold and instead gives a huge headbutt. Brock is released and is stunned for a moment. He manages to shake it off before giving the approaching Gravedigger a kick to the gut again and puts him in position for a belly to belly suplex.

Piven: Will he not learn?

This time though we hear a massive roar from Brock who manages to throw the big man over, connecting perfectly.

Aiello: Oh my god. That has to be one of the biggest belly to belly suplexes I have ever seen.

Piven: How is that even possible?

Brock looks at his opponent not quite believing it himself. He quickly scurries over and jumps on Gravedigger.

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Once again he is thrown off. Brock is quick to his feet and measure up Gravedigger.

“Get up”

Brock screams at Gravedigger who starts getting to his feet. Brock waits by the opposite turnbuckle looking like a mad man ready to explode. Gravedigger gets up and Brock runs at him and hits him full on with an elbow. Gravedigger looks like he has taken a left hook by Rocky Balboa and almost turns 360 before falling to the ground.

Aiello: The Jaw Breaker. Gravedigger looks done.

Piven: Gravedigger has just been turned inside out.

Aiello: He just needs to cover him and this one is done. How impressive does Brock look tonight?

Brock thinks about covering Gravedigger but shakes his head.

Piven: What is he thinking? Cover him already.

Brock picks up Gravedigger by the hair and puts his head between his knees. He raises his arm up to crowd before wrapping his arm around his stomach. He lifts him up and the piledrives Gravediggers head into the mat.

Aiello: Brock is now making an example of Gravedigger.

Brock gets up and struts around the ring looking at his downed opponent. He signals for his finisher and goes towards Gravedigger. He grabs him by the hair and tries to drag him to his feet but struggles with the dead weight. He uses the turnbuckle to pull him up in phases but as Gravedigger is on his feet propped up, we see Brock with an evil grin. He pulls the giant slightly forward and with all his strength in a suplex position lifts him and manages to put him on the top turnbuckle.

Aiello: I don't like where this is going?

Piven: I love it.

Brock turns and rests Gravedigger on his shoulder.

Aiello: He is using the turnbuckle to set Gravedigger up for the Outback driver.

Piven: No shit.

Brock still has the evil grin as he lifts the giants and throws him over connecting with the Outback driver.

Aiello: If the match was not over, it is now.

Brock covers.

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Winner: Brock Whitworth

Aiello: Well this match was not a classic but it certainly was a huge statement made by Brock here tonight.

Piven: He made Gravedigger look like.......ummm......

Aiello: Go on?

Piven: A.....toilet.....digger?

Aiello: Very witty. Brock Whitworth looking very impressive in this victory.

Jessica Stroup: The winner of this match by pinfall............Brock Whitworth.

Brock looks down at Gravedigger as his arm is raised in victory.

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The scene cuts to BDC pacing in his office on the phone.

BDC: I don't care what he is doing, I want to speak to him right now!

As BDC waits Jay Cee burst in through the door. BDC looks up and holds his arm out for Jay Cee to wait.

Jay: B?

BDC: Fuck it!

BDC hangs up the phone and looks at Jay.

BDC: Jay? Have you been looked over yet?

Jay: I am fine. I want Xplode.

BDC: I know how you feel but I am not about to throw away the Wrestlefest main event.

Jay: Did you see what that knob did to me?

BDC: Well I am sorry. I have other things to worry about like Jay Reynolds and Ashton Daniels so I am sorry I do not have time for your problems right now.

Jay: BDC you better give me.......

BDC: Jay I will tell you what. You can't have Xplode but...you can have his tag team partner. Next week it will be Jay Cee versus Derek Wellings.

Jay stops and stares at BDC.

Jay: I have already beaten that wannabe.

BDC: Well then, make a statement.

Jay nods grudgingly and leaves the office.

[BDC]

HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
BARBED WIRE CAGE MATCH
'CAGE WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE. WIN BY PINFALL OR SUBMISSION'

DAMIEN KINGSTON
Vs
JOEY ORSOME

Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl and right now, is the moment you've all been waiting for. Two men will fight it out inside a fifteen foot steel cage that is made up of nothing but steel pipes and barbed wire.

Piven: It's literally the most barbaric construction I have ever seen. The thought of two human beings having to wrestle inside this is mind blowing.

Aiello: Well those two human beings you speak of are Damien Kingston and Joey Orsome. Which one of these men will come out on top and emerge the NEW Hardcore Champion!?

Piven: I don't know but I sort of have my money on Orsome. He's just so sadistic and ever since Sean turned up he's been a different breed. Scary almost. He literally has no morals. I think this type of match just plays right into his hands.

Aiello: While I agree we cannot write Damien Kingston off. He has been impressive despite what anyone says. He has a great chance here at having his name etched on an incredibly prestigious title tonight.

Piven: Either way, all I know is, this match is going to be absolutely brutal. Both of these men will be leaving this match scarred... physically and mentally.

Aiello: Agreed. Well it's that time! Down to ringside with Jessica Stroup.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen this match is a BARBED WIRE CAGE MATCH and it is for the HARDCORE TITLE. The winner will be determined by pinfall or submission only. Escaping this cage will not result in a win.

In a jam packed arena fans were enjoying another some of the best wrestling that could be provided. All of the sudden the arena lights begin to flash colors of white, black, and silver as the opening guitar rifs to "This Is My Life" by Downstait begin to fill the arena. Instantly there is a reaction from the fans in attendance and for the most part it's mostly positive with a few boos in the mix. Moments later Damien Kingston steps out onto the stage with a half cocked smirk looking out at the fans.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing to you at this time from New York City, New York. Weighing in at 238 pounds and is known as the self-proclaimed Man of Liberty, DAAAMMMIIIIENNN KIIIIINGGGSTON!

By now Damien has started making his way down the ramp. At the very bottom of it he stops and looks around at the fans there in attendance once again. The smirk of his seems to grow just a little bit as he nods his head seemingly okay with the reaction he's getting from them. He sizes up the barbed wire cage that towers over him before making his way into the ring through the door at the side of the cage. He walks to a nearby turnbuckle and climbs to the top. He throws his hands up into the air and shouts at the top of his lungs getting the crowd behind him a little more. A few seconds later he gets down and walks to the opposite corner leaning against it waiting for his opponent to make their way out next with his music slowly fading out.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent...

The arena goes black as the chilling chants of Shadow Moses kick in. The arena stays black as the lyrics finish (We're going nowhere). As the heavy riff hits in pyros flash into the roof of the arena revealing a black shadowy figure in the centre of the entrance. The lights come back on as Joey, with his hands held together down towards his waistline slowly walks down to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: On the way to the ring, from San Diego, California. Weighing in at 240 pounds. Joey Orsome!!

He doesn't acknowledge any fans as he reaches the bottom of the ramp. He looks over the cage in front of him as a sadistic smile crawls across his face. He then glares at Damien who is stood inside the cage waiting for him and begins to laugh. Damien looks on confused by the hysterical laughter. Joey makes his way to the side of the cage where the door is situated and whips the hood down from a top his head. He holds his arms out to the side of him as the crowd boo's electrify the arena. Joey then pulls the robes off and drops the to the floor and climbs into the cage being careful not to get snagged on the barbed wire.

Aiello: Joey Orsome looks like he's in his element here. Did you see that sick and twisted laugh?

Piven: This dude gets scarier and scarier as the weeks go on. I really do not want to ever be inside his head.

Aiello: Is Damien biting off more than he can chew here tonight? Is Joey Orsome just too much to handle in an environment such as this?

Piven: We'll soon find out Joe.

The referee stands in the middle of the ring, the Hardcore title in hand. He shows the title to Kingston first before then turning and showing it to Orsome. He then raises the title above his head showcasing it to the world and then hands it to an official outside the cage as they then lock up the cage door with a chain and a padlock. The referee asks each wrestler if they are ready. Orsome turns to the side of the cage and wraps his hand around the barbed wire. He squeezes the wires cutting deep into his hand. He then takes his hand and rubs it over his chest and stares directly at Kingston who just simply nods to the referee signalling he is ready.

Aiello: What did I tell you... he's completely mental. He just deliberately cut himself and then rubbed his own blood over his chest.

Piven: Mind games Joe. He's showing Damien he's not scared of his own blood. What a statement that was. Let's see how Damien deals with it.

The referee, happy with the confirmation both wrestlers are ready, signals to the corner and the bell rings announcing the start of the match. The noise in the arena is deafening as they cheer on the underdog Damien Kingston. Joey ignores the crowd as the two begin to circle in the centre of the ring taking their time, waiting for the moment to strike. Damien eagerly makes the first move going in for a collar and elbow tie up. Joey quickly forces him back towards the edge of the cage and Damien wisely breaks the hold and steps aside. Joey smirks as Damien takes a moment to regain himself. Damien again raises his arms up for a lock up and Joey arrogantly obliges but Damien dupes him and kicks him in the gut before quickly dropping him with a DDT. Damien gets back to his feet to roars from the crowd.

Aiello: Well I think it's pretty obvious who's side the crowd are on.

Piven: It was obvious before this match even started Joe. Everyone hates Orsome... except me of course.

Aiello: Nothing you ever say surprises me. Moving on, great work by Kingston.

Kingston smirks as Joey gets to his knees shaking his head. Joey strangely smirks back and holds out his hand and urges Kingston to bring it. Kingston accepts as he throws a right leg towards the side of Joey's head. Joey blocks the kick and sweeps out the other leg bringing Damien down to the mat. Joey quickly jumps on him and begins to unleash a barrage of clubbing blows to Damien's head. Joey gets up off of Damien and gloats as the crowd jeer him extensively. Damien gets to one knee and holds the side of his head.

Aiello: Joey with a clear message there. Anything you can do, I can do better.

Piven: It's almost like this is just all one big game to him. He's enjoying this way too much.

Joey continues to gloat right in front of Kingston. Suddenly Kingston snaps and charges at Joey catching him off guard with a spear. Joey curls up holding his mid section. Damien gets to his feet and drags Joey by his arm towards the corner. He climbs the turnbuckle making sure to avoid the barbed wire behind him and launches off landing a leg drop right across Joey's neck. He covers!

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Kick out by Orsome!!

Aiello: Well I can almost guarantee Orsome wasn't expecting that. That would wipe the smug look off of anyone's face.

Piven: Typical over-cockiness from Orsome. Maybe now he'll respect Kingston a bit more.

Kingston gets up unsatisfied at Joey's kick out and whips him into the corner. He then charges at Orsome and hits a running knee lift right to Orsome's jaw. Orsome stumbles out of the corner and Kingston hits him with a one handed bulldog planting Orsome's face into the mat. He again goes to the top rope and goes for a flying elbow but Orsome rolls out of the way at the last second and buy's himself some valuable time as Kingston crashes to the mat.

Aiello: Just as Kingston was building all the momentum he goes for one too many high risk moves and it cost him.

Piven: You have to expect it from a veteran like Orsome. His in ring smarts are second to none. This was never going to be a one sided affair. I'm just waiting for the barbed wire to come into play.

The crowd begins to raise its voice once more urging Kingston to his feet as both men get to their knees. Kingston gets to his feet first and fires a right hand into Orsome's jaw. Orsome comes right back with a right hand of his own. Right hand from Kingston. Right hand returned by Orsome. Kingston with another right. Orsome grabs Kingston round the back of his head and hits him with a huge upper cut causing him to stumble back breaking the slug fest chain. Kingston steps forward for another right hand but Orsome throws a knee into his mid section and then drives his elbow into the top of Kingstons back. Orsome then tucks his head under Kingston's right arm and hits him with a snap suplex. Orsome immediately gets up and pulls Kingston up with him, he scoops Kingston up and hits him with a sit-down power bomb! He hooks Kingston's leg.

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Shoulder up by Damien!

Aiello: Great come back from Orsome!

Piven: I said this would never be one-sided. Now, someone use that damn barbed wire will you!

Aiello: You're sick in the head.

Orsome slaps the mat feeling he was close to putting Damien away. He gets to a vertical base and urges Kingston to get to his feet. Kingston gets to one knee as Orsome runs against the ropes and propels himself toward Kingston. He goes for a huge clothesline but Kingston ducks the oncoming arm. Orsome returns from the opposite ropes but Kingston grabs Orsomes head and throws him head first into the barbed wire cage!! Orsome crumples to the floor and rolls around on the mat holding his face.

Piven: There we go! About damn time!

Aiello: How can you say that? All it takes is for one barb to catch someone in the eye and they'll be blinded!

Piven: So! This is what entertainments all about!

Orsome releases his grasp from his face and reveals a deep laceration on his right cheek that begins to trickle blood down the side of his face and onto the mat below. Kingston smiles satisfied with Joey's distress. Joey begins to pull himself up to his feet using the ropes as Kingston begins to stalk him from behind. Joey turns around and Kingston picks him up onto his shoulders. Kingston then grabs the back of Orsome's head, swings him forward and brings him down to the mat while hooking his leg hitting a vicious cradle shock!

Aiello: Kingston's signature New York City Driver!! We could have a new Hardcore champ!!

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Orsome kicks out!!

Piven: So close!! Kingston was milliseconds away from creating history!

Kingston holds his head in complete shock. "HOW?" he shouts to the ref in disbelief. He turns and looks at a motionless Orsome who's face is now covered in blood. Kingston grits his teeth as anger overwhelms him. He pulls Orsome up from the floor slowly, pushes him against the ropes and then runs with him across the ring ready to propel him into the barbed wire once more but Orsome reverses and throws Kingston into the air and launches him back first into the barbed wire over the top rope! Kingston hits the barbed wire and slides down in between the ring ropes and the cage.

Aiello: OH MY GOD!

Piven: What a throw by Orsome!

Kingston immediately holds his sides writhing in pain. Deep cuts are visible all down his back and ribs that begin to ooze blood. Orsome collapses to one knee and begins to refresh after the small beating he received from Kingston. He looks up at Kingston who is in agony in between the ropes and the barbed wire and a sadistic smile creeps onto his face once more. He wipes the blood over his mouth from his face and gets back to his feet. He watches and waits as Kingston tries desperately to get himself back to his feet. Kingston uses the ropes to pull himself up and away from the cage. He turns around just in time to find Orsome charging across the ring at him. Kingston has no time to react as Orsome spears him right through the middle rope and both men go crashing into the barbed wire cage!!!

Aiello: NO WAY! NO WAY!

Piven: WHY WOULD ORSOME RISK HIMSELF JUST TO DO THAT? He's just gone head first into the wire!

Aiello: This needs to stop. This is going too far!

The referee stands in the ring unsure on what to do as both men lay in a heap tangled amongst the ropes and the side of the cage. The crowd begin a "HOLY SHIT" chant that echoes around the arena. EMT's from the back stage area rush down to the ring with stretchers in case both men are unable to continue. The referee goes over to the two superstars and checks on them both to see if they're conscious. Orsome suddenly reaches up and pushes the referee away and begins to crawl out under the bottom rope. The referee calls off the EMT's who are approaching the cage door indicating the match will continue. Orsome rolls out into the middle of the ring leaving a trail of blood behind him as it pours from several new lacerations on his face. The referee once more checks on Orsome but Orsome simply waves him away saying he can continue. The referee then notices Kingston who begins to stir on the other side of the ring but before he can check on him Orsome gets to his feet and pushes the referee aside.

Aiello: Orsome determined to continue here despite the blood now pouring profusely from his head.

Piven: This is what the Hardcore brand is all about Joe. There's no way these two men are going to quit until they walk out the Champ.

Orsome reaches down to pick up Kingston but Kingston hits him with a low blow!! Orsome drops to his knees and clutches his groin. Kingston then once more uses the ropes to pick himself back up from the floor. Even more cuts are now clearly visible on his back as blood trickles down to his trunks soaking them. Kingston bravely begins to slowly climb to the top rope as Orsome continues to lie on the floor holding his crotch. Kingston goes to step up to the top rope but slips costing him valuable time. This small slip allows Orsome time to get back to his knees and he spots Kingston climbing the turnbuckles. He quickly springs up to a vertical base and catches Kingston with a right hand. Orsome then pushes Kingstons head back against the barbed wire before making his way up the turnbuckle alongside Kingston.

Aiello: What the hell does Orsome have planned here?

Piven: This could either be the best decision he's ever made or the worst!

Orsome stands on the top turnbuckle, his back facing the rest of the ring. He pulls a dreary Kingston up to the top rope with him. Orsome tucks his head, hooks Kingston up and lifts him vertical above his head!

Aiello: NO WAY. DON'T DO IT ORSOME!!

Piven: IS HE CRAZY!?

The crowd look on in horror as Orsome falls back off the top rope and pulls Kingston down viciously, driving his head into the mat below.

Aiello: VIEW TO A KILL FROM THE TOP ROPE!!

Piven: THAT'S IT. I'M SORRY BUT IT'S OVER! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMP.

Both men lay sprawled out in the middle of the ring as the crowd goes crazy. Orsome looks over at Kingston who is motionless on his back in the centre of the ring. He slowly turns his body over, his face covered in his own blood and throws his arm across the chest of Kingston.

1!

2!

KINGSTON KICKS OUT!!!!!!!

Aiello: WHAAAAAT!?

Piven: SERIOUSLY? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?


Orsome drops his head to the mat in complete disbelief. He looks defeated. He's tried everything and Kingston just won't give in. Suddenly he drives his hands into the mat as complete rage takes over his entire body. He springs up to his feet and screams at Kingston to get back up to his feet ready to finally end this. Kingston slowly begins to stir but Orsome is impatient as he reaches down to speed up the process. He manages to get Kingston to his feet, barely. He kicks him in the gut and bends down to set up for another View To A Kill but Kingston wriggles free turns Orsome around and hits Falling from the Empire, as he spins Orsome in mid air and drives his head straight into the ground! The crowd erupts with a deafening cheer.

Aiello: Where did that come from!? WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Piven: Kingston caught Orsome out of nowhere! I literally don't know what to say anymore!!

Aiello: COVER HIM KINGSTON!

The crowd continues to go ballistic urging Kingston to make the pin. Kingston reaches out with a tired arm and flops it over Orsome's mid section.

1!

2!

ORSOME GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!!

Aiello: WILL THIS EVER END!!??

Piven: This match has just been absolutely insane!!

Kingston this time is in utter disbelief as he rolls away from Orsome's body and looks at the referee as if to say 'REALLY?' He gets back to his feet and paces around momentarily contemplating his next move. He makes his way over to Orsome and grabs him under the chin pulling him to his feet. He reaches in again going for his finisher again but Orsome pushes him away and catches him with a right hand. Kingston comes back with a flailing left hand but Orsome blocks it and kicks Kingston in the mid section. He tucks his head between his legs, hooks both of his hands, lifts him vertical and sits down driving the back of KIngston's neck into the mat.

Aiello: IMPACT FACTOR!!

Piven: THAT MOVE IS DEVESTATING. SURELY THIS TIME!?

Orsome reaches forward and hooks Kingston's leg.

1!

2!

3!!!

Aiello: IT'S DONE! IT'S OVER! Orsome got him at the second time of asking!!

Piven: What an incredible match. Seriously, I'm speechless. But we have a new Hardcore Champion!

Aiello: That we do!!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner and NEWWW HARDCORE CHAMPION. JOEY ORSOOOMEEE!!!

WINNER & NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION: JOEY ORSOME!

Joey gets handed the title by the ref and Orsome clutches the title to his chest as he kneels in the middle of the ring. The crowd send Brawl off air ringing boo's around the arena.

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