FN'R #379, ATLANTA, GEORGIA

[EWC]

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 379
May 22nd, 2015

Live from the Georgia Dome in Atlanta, Georgia

EWC RAMPAGE

May 22, 2015

Live From the Georgia Dome, Atlanta, Georgia

Commentators: David Arquette & Scott Caan

Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui

Head Ref: John Dean

Backstage Help: Ace Heart

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"Figure It Out" by Royal Blood blasts in the Georgia Dome as the show starts off with 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 Georgia Dome is electrifying. Spotlights circle around the arena as the 71,000 fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans

A chant begins of 

FN'R 

FN'R 

FN'R 

FN'R 

The lights in the arena suddenly begin to dim as the theme song of Mark Storm begins to play through the sound system. The fans get up onto their feet and engage with a chorus of jeers as the three men emerge from the tunnel, also known as Project Chaos, all dressed in Project Chaos t-shirts. The trio then begin to make their way down the entrance ramp, embracing the boo's as they smile with their arms open.




“Evil Ways” by Blue Saraceno hits as the lights begin to dim through the arena as the hometown crowd jumps to their feet for Luke Wolfe. After a few moments Luke walks out on stage, dressed for his match tonight with red ring gear, his black leather jacket and hoodie. For the first time in as long as anyone can remember, Luke actually smiles on camera as he looks around the arena!

“But I can’t HIDE! …My Evil Ways…”

He begins to get excited as he walks down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way down to the ring. Luke slowly walks up the stairs gazing into the crowd.

“So I won’t hide! I can’t hide! I can’t hide! …My Evil Ways…”

He makes his way through the ropes and to the corner turnbuckle as the camera pans around fans are all on their feet as Luke slowly raises his hands into the diamond shape.

“My Evil Ways…”

He grabs a mic from the girl at ringside, and walks to the center of the ring. About to break his silence since coming to the EWC.

He raises the mic, only to be cut off by the hometown crowds chats of “LUKE WOLFE! LUKE WOLFE! LUKE WOLFE!” Everyone in the arena knows Luke all the way back to his high school days even wrestling in this very arena all those years ago. Luke has never been met with suck a positive reaction in his life. He’s almost speechless.

Luke Wolfe: Last week I had a chance to take down the World Champion and I didn’t get the job done.

The crowd lets out a corous of boos.

Luke Wolfe: Now, I’m not one to complain and whine when I lose. He was the better man that night. But just because he was the better man THAT night DON’T mean he will be the better man the next time I see his ugly painted face again!

The crowd roars it’s approval.

Luke Wolfe: Ever since I came here to the EWC, people have been asking me. Luke! What side are you going to take? You have to pick a side! Are you going to side with Mac? Or are you going to side with X? Well, here’s the thing, I’ve been sitting back, and I’ve been watching. Each and every week at Brawl and Rampage, I sit and I watch the two of those factions go back and forth and back and forth. I’ve decided that I’m not going fighting Mac’s fight…

The crowd is mixed as Luke continues.

Luke Wolfe: But I’m not here to fight for X either. I don’t play well with others. BUT… Project Chaos walks around here like they own the place. Each and every week I see those idiots come out here and tell the world that they own the EWC and everyone in it. Well, I can tell you one thing, no one… NO…ONE… owns Luke Wolfe! If the EWC is looking for a savior, I’m not it, It’s not my fight. But there is one thing I won’t stand for and that’s X’s goons coming out here week after week and ripping apart the place that I call home! I plan to make my legacy here, and no one is going to get in my way! Especially not X and Project Chaos! If you want a piece of me, I’m not hard to find, and Mark Storm you might have escaped last week but we WILL do this again, and I promise you, things will end up differently. I’m a one man Wolfpack, I don’t need a bunch of guys to do my dirty work. If you want a piece of me, I aint hard to find! You want some? COME GET SOME!

The crowd roars its approval as Luke walks up and leans on the ropes.

Luke Wolfe: I’m a man on an island, a man who stands alone. Don’t ever trust anyone in this business! As soon as you turn around they will cut you off at your knees if it means that they can take your spot. If you want my spot you better be ready for a fight because no one in this business works harder than I do! No one in this world lived through the horrors that I’ve lived through my whole life. And it never stops, and since I have a live mic here I’m gonna make a few things public! I know you all read the dirt sheets, the internet rumors, hell I’m sure you all read the USA Today! Everywhere you look there are people pointing fingers at me trying to make me out to be some kind of criminal. Somehow involved in my mother’s death. You all know what I’m talking about, and I’m just here to say publically! That I am innocent of the rumors and slanderous lies spoken against me!

The crowd roars in approval, and begins to chant “Wolfe! Wolfe! Wolfe!”

Luke Wolfe: I will find the men responsible, I’m gonna find them. And you all know what I’m talkin about. Don’t think for one second I will let the lies spoken against me stand! My name will be etched down in the history books for more than crime! I lived a life of sin for most of my life, my family and I did a lot of ugly things, and your past always catches up to you. That’s what I am guilty of, letting my past catch up with me, and not being around when it did. But now, I change all that. I will change the stigma that surrounds my name, and it starts tonight! Here that I will build my legacy! Tonight I face Smith Jones… and I have a lot of respect for him. But if he thinks for one second that he’s gonna walk out of here tonight with a win—

‘Power’ by Kanye West rocks the speakers and interrupts Luke Wolfe as all of the arena lights slowly fade to darkness over the first sixteen bars of the song. On the first big drum beat there is an explosion of pyrotechnics as Smith Jones and Candice Bergetz arrive on stage as the final few sparks hit the floor. Smith is dressed to compete in his mostly white full length ring gear. There is a wide red stripe down the right side that goes all the way down over the stirrup that covers Smith’s white right boot. On the left thigh is a large gray fingerprint and there is a small red maple leaf just above the left ankle. Candice is wearing a lovely red dress that matches the color of the stripe on Smith’s right leg. Arm in arm, they stride confidently down to ringside as the crowd chants “Smitty, Smitty, Smitty” the whole time! Smith stops and lets Candice climb the ring steps before him. They meet on the ring apron and both wipe their feet at the same time. Smith looks out at the crowd as they chant even louder, now a slightly different chant.

Crowd: Let’s go, Smitty!! Let’s go, Jones!! Let’s go, Smitty!! Let’s go, Jones!!

Luke looks around the arena as the crowd chants for his opponent, as small pockets of fans start dueling chants.

Crowd: Lets go Smitty! One man Wolfpack! Lets go Smitty! One Man Wolfpack!

Smith parts the ropes for Candice as she enters the ring. Smith takes a step backwards and then backs all the way down the steps to the ringside floor. Candice steps slowly over to Luke in the middle of the ring as Jones slowly paces a circle around ringside, ignoring the fans, ignoring the ring, just out for an evening stroll. Candice smiles at Luke who seems a little bit confused by their actions. Smith keeps pacing silently around the ring as Candice raises a microphone to her lips and she speaks.

Candice Bergetz: Luke. My client has asked me to inform you that he means you no disrespect by his actions here tonight. There’s a bit of a struggle going on with him and he’s not sure if he’s quite on the right side of it right now. So instead, you get me. From where I’m standing, the two of you don’t look terribly different. The loner attitude. Islands unto yourselves. Each of you is like an isolated society out in the middle of the ocean from whence no outsider ever returns. Both with voracious appetites and looking to make sure that everybody knows you mean business and you are in it for yourselves. You wear leather jackets and ripped jeans while he prefers white suits and ties, but despite the divergence in fashion choices, you two are so alike you would even make an interesting tag team if you wanted to. Couldn’t you imagine it? Luke Wolfe and Smith Jones…

Smith Jones: (yelling from ringside) Candice!!!

Candice Bergetz: ..Ahem... Smith Jones and Luke Wolfe, collectively known as The Doppelgangers!!! Think about it.

Luke Wolfe just gives Candice blank stare.

Candice Bergetz: No? I'm kidding. Perhaps I’m looking too far into the future. Tonight, Wolfe and Jones will stand on opposing sides of the ring. While most people are choosing sides in the war between Mac and X, and one or two people are considering the #Smith versus #Jones phenomenon, the only thing that really matters here tonight, gentlemen, is The International Championship!!!! Even though it is not on the line tonight, you both know that this is really your first of two grueling matches that you’ll have to win before you get to call yourself champion, and that’s only IF you get past each other tonight and Newman down the road! Tough challenge for both of you. Wouldn’t you say, Luke?


Luke Wolfe: All I'm worried about is tonight, I don't look down the road. This is my opportunity to get the title that I should have won right from the START. And this is MY HOME! This is MY TOWN! and this is MY HOUSE!

The crowd ERUPTS! As Luke Pauses for a moment.

Luke Wolfe: Smith, I know you're going to bring the heat tonight like you never have before, Fantastic! But when that bell rings, not a moment goes by where I won't be fighting and scratching and clawing to get what I want. I've looked into your eyes Smith, I know you're going to bring everything you’ve got... so BRING IT!!! This isn’t just some match to me, this is my redemption! This is my chance to take my rightful place in this business. This is my last real chance to make something of myself before I head for the wrong side of the grass!


Jones suddenly rolls into the ring and springs up to a standing position next to Candice. She takes a step back as Smith and Luke square their shoulders up to one another and stare into each others unwavering eyes. Smith takes a deep breath before he speaks.


Smith Jones: Later tonight, you and I are going to step into this ring and give everything we have for just the chance to get our hands on that sweet silver strap; the item we both crave so much. Y’know, it’s funny how you say that shoulda won it right away crap! I say that crap too!! I should rightly be champion by now. That will soon be rectified, Luke, when we put everything else aside and just walk the boards, shuffle on the canvas, stress the ropes, and wear down the referee in a one on one competition solely for the pure and simple sake of finding out which man showed up here in YOUR town, in YOUR house, ready to perform the task that rests before us. You don’t wanna look too far into the future, eh? Then I don’t envy you having to stare at this ugly mug for twenty to thirty intense minutes. It will not be pretty.


Candice puts a hand on Smith’s shoulder, but Jones shrugs it off and continues.


Smith Jones: Because, Luke Wolfe, even though you and I are both in agreement about this match being a respectful affair, I promise you that I am STILL Smith Jones and I will stop at nothing to get this finally done for my beautiful agent slash girlfriend, for those hard working people out there around the world and right here in Atlanta assing these seats… and for ME.

The crowd comes to life as the two men stand nose to nose. Everyone in the crowd cheering for their favorite. After a moment, Luke grins bringing the mic to his lips.

Luke Wolfe: Sounds like we have a date... You just might not be happy with how it ends.

Luke drops the mic, as Evil Ways plays in the background. The crowd is buzzing over the main event that's to take place later tonight!

The crowd's dueling chants start once again as neither man moves.

Crowd: One Man Wolfpack! Lets go Jones! One Man Wolfpack! Lets go Jones!

[EWC]

Scott Caan: Now we have one of the lovely ladies in the next match arriving at the arena earlier today with our own Ace Heart.

David Arquette: Yes, Shelley Silver is on her very first hot streak, and is looking to continue that with her match here tonight against the debuting “The Princess” Melissa Davenport.

The camera then cuts to Shelley Silver walking up to the interview area with a smile on her face as she greets Ace Heart.

Shelley Silver: Hey Ace, long time, no see.

Ace Heart: Yes, it has, Miss Silver. I see that your demeanor has changed since the last time we spoke.

Shelley nodded with a smile.

Shelley: It has, Ace. I just feel better about myself, and life in general.

Ace: That's great, Shelley. You have finally found yourself, so to speak, when it comes to in-ring competition. You have already spoken your mind about your upcoming match against "The Princess" Melissa Davenport. Is there anything else you would like to say about that?

Shelley shook her head with a smile.

Shelley: I believe that everything that I could say has already been said. I have the utmost confidence in myself going into this match.

Ace: That's good. Now the other question on everyone's minds is your stance on tonight's matchup between Derek Wellings and Mark Storm.

Shelley looked down for a moment with a soft sigh before looking back up towards the camera.

Shelley: Well, I don't think that it's any secret that I am friends with both of these men. Then, of course, there is the added element of Team Mac and the Coalition in there as lumberjacks. Now, I may have already publicly declared my allegiance to Mac, so considering my friendship with Storm, I have decided that I will not be involved with that match in any sort of way. That is, unless I deem it absolutely necessary.

Ace: So there is a chance we will be seeing you more than once tonight?

Shelley shrugged with a smile.

Shelley: Anything is possible, Ace.

Shelley then walked off camera as Ace shrugged.

Ace: Back to you, David and Scott.

David: Well, that was interesting.

Scott: Beautiful and mysterious. Nothing wrong with that.

David: I almost feel as though she should be feeling a tad more conflicted, though.

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MATCH ONE

LIZ SMALLS Vs NIRVANA

Match Writer: Nirvana

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Emmanuelle Chriqui; Ladies and gentlemen, your opening match is scheduled for one fall. If Liz Smalls wins, she gets to unmasked Nirvana but if Nirvana wins, he gets to face off against Peter Van Parker next week! Making her way first to the ring, standing 5'4" and weighing 115 lbs, from Los Angelos, CA she is LIZ SMALLS!

'Live For The Night' plays as pink and purple spotlights flash on the entranceway. A giant magazine cover of Liz Smalls is the curtain for her entrance as she walks from behind it with the spotlights flashing on her. Paparazzi trail behind her, snapping pictures as she walks to the ring, waving at the fans. Two of the paparazzi men hop onto the ring apron and each grab one of Liz' arms as they lift her up onto the apron and then hold the ropes so she can enter the ring.

David ArquetteL Our first match is with a stipulation. I'm loving this idea all ready, buddy.

Scott Caan: Will the golden era classic win or will the modern starlet out shine him?

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Her opponent standing at 6'7" and weighin in at 312 lbs, from The Road, he is "The Midnight King" NIRVANA!

"Orgasmatron" by Sepultura begins to play. The sounds of harsh, violent death metal fill the arena as the lights slowly turn a dark blue. Without much pomp and circumstance, out comes Nirvana dressed in a flowing blue wrestling robe.

Nirvana begins to walk down the isle. The fans don't seem to know what to make of the masked behemoth. Nirvana seems very distant. He shows little care what the fans think until he reaches the ring. He turns around at this point, right before entering, to show off the back of his robe. On the back of his robe are the words "#OldManSwag". Once the fans see this, many of them begin cheering in an ironic manner.

Nirvana enters the ring. Nirvana actually steps over the top rope to get inside. He stands in the middle of the ring for a moment, simply watching the fans. Nirvana says a few words to the ref, probably threats, and slides off his robe. Now we can see the grotesque scars that cover his chest. Nirvana takes a hand and rubs an extremely horrible one, one that goes from one side of his chest to the next, and gives the fans a growl for good measure.

Nirvana goes to circle around Liz, who by now is probably rethinking her desire to wrestle the masked behemoth. Nirvana rushes in to tackle Liz, but she's kick to send a kick to his jaw. Nirvana recoils, but only slightly. He pops back and a boot of his own to her midsection. Liz bends over to a second boot, right into her previously busted lip. Nirvana follows this up by grabbing Liz in a bear hug. The 'Coast to Coast Covergirl' goes directly for Nirvana's mask. This causes The Midnight King to drop Liz in order to tend to his mask.

David Arquette: Liz using her brain there.

Scott Caan: And you guys say she's dumb! Would a dumb person go for the mask?

David Arquette: No but you gotta wonder about honor, there.

Liz begins sending stiff kicks to Nirvana's legs. Of course, this just angers the giant who begins to pursue Liz around the ring after fixing his mask. As he turns past the right turnbuckle, Liz catches the giant with a fierce high kick, rocking Nirvana's jaw. Nirvana finally falls backwards, into the turnbuckle. Liz climbs Nirvana to begin punching his head, but Nirvana shakes off the blow and bodyslams Liz from the corner of the ring.

Scott Caan: Jesus Christ! You can't do that to Liz!

David Arquette: Well he just did!

Nirvana goes for a pin...

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Liz kicks out of that so Nirvana starts putting the boots to Liz'a ribs.

Scott Caan: Nirvana not happy with that.

David Arquette: Poor Liz. I should comfort her after the match.

Liz manages to grab Nirvana's foot after a few moments. Nirvana shakes her off and bends down to grab her but Liz spits blood in Nirvana's eyes. Nirvana recoils as he wipes the blood away. This gives Liz time to stand to her feet. Liz hits the 'Worlds Prettiest Dropkick'. Nirvana doesn't go down so Liz hits a second 'Worlds Prettiest Dropkick'. The beast still doesn't go down so Liz hits a Enziguri kick! Nirvana drops to one knee. Liz begins to run around the ring and goes for a Shining Wizard, but Nirvana blocks and head butts Liz!

David Arquette: Nirvana really taking the punishment tonight!

Scott Caan: Stop hurting Liz!

Nirvana stands to his feet. He brings Liz with him and hits a big boot! Blood flies from the girl's busted lips and the fans go wild. Nirvana, sensing this, begins to play to the fans. They cheer him on, so he signals for his finisher! He lifts Liz on his shoulders and begins to spin... and Liz reverses into a Hurricanrana! She goes for a pin...

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He THROWS Liz off of his body and begins to stand. Liz starts driving punches into Nirvana's face but the giant stands to his feet! He waves a finger at Liz who begins to run away! Nirvana grabs her by the hair! Pulling her back, he puts her between his legs and... GORY SPECIAL INTO A POWER BOMB! Although he hit his finisher, Nirvana goes for a second Gory Special!

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The bell rings and Nirvana stands with the referee!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by pin fall, NIRVANA!

Scott Caan: Looks like Peter Van Parker will have an opponent next time on Rampage! He goes by the name of Nirvana!

David Arquette: Things aren't looking good for the ACEvasion. Nirvana may be the answer to them.

He rubs the side of his head, which is now bloody from Liz's abuse, and simply stands over Liz. The ref hands him his belt and... PVP FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! Liz Small's boyfriend hits the ring with a chair in hand and slams it directly into Nirvana's forehead. Nirvana teeters so PVP hits him again and again! Nirvana finally falls down.

David Arquette: JESUS CHRIST!

PVP grabs the Combat Championship and lifts Liz up. The cover girl is holding her neck. PVP hands her the Combat Championship, after going to one knee as if he were asking her to marry him. She takes the belt and begins to jump for joy!

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COMMERCIAL

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Smoke…

Flames……

A city is shown in ruins, each building crumbling as a dark sky envelopes each one, offering an ominous energy to the scene. Rain pours down from the heavens, pelting the vehicles below and bouncing off of the slick brick woven streets in the distance. A large crowd forms in front of a building, some holding signs of protest as they pump their fists and shout obscenities. A mob is starting to form now, and torches are lit one after another…

[Voice]: The times are changing. Great legends of the past once defended this universe, proudly carrying the banner of the promotion as if the world was an oyster filled to the brim with success.

A large sign catches flames. The once proudly lit neon sign is yanked from it’s base, sending metal screws bouncing in different directions. The sign hits the ground hard, shattering in a s confetti like web pattern. The sign partially reads… Monday Night Brawl.

[Voice]: The times are changing. Darkness has taken over the landscape, and these heroes are being revealed as greedy men, a farce of what we thought them to truly be. They acted as if they had our best interests at heart, but they never did. In fact, they were only out for themselves from the very beginning. Heroes? I would call them simply.. liars.

Lightning hits the ground now as flames billow out shortly after, surrounding the building. We now see an image of President Mac, his arms up in protest as a thin stream of blood etches it’s way down the corners of his mouth. His large upper torso is scarred, covered in bruises, as he holds back the mob. Next, we see BDC. With fists made of steel, BDC plunges his weapon of destruction into the cement, sending many in the mob flying in different directions. His long hair whips in the wind around him, and his eyebrows arches in determination.

We now see Ruthless Aggression, her eyes bubbling with tears. In her hands is the EWC Championship. The belt is shown clearly, and it’s obvious that it has been damaged. The metal plating of the belt is twisted and bent, and a large crack has been created right down the center. A bloody X is spread across the front of the championship belt. She looks off in the distance and matches eyes with President Mac. In one hand, he grips tightly on to an angry rioter, in the other hand.. he holds a large key.

[Voice] :The times are changing. They will fight to keep what is theirs. They will lock the doors and refuse us access to the kingdom, but it will only be an exercise in failure. We will not be stopped. I have spent a career proving the world wrong. Everyone has a weakness.

President Mac is shoved against a set of metal doors as he punches and claws his attackers off of him. Derek Wellings is now shown in full camouflage, in an attempt to save Mac, he flings his own body into the fray. Both men hold their own as the flames creep ever near. Behind them, written on the metal sheeting of the doors, are the initials….. E.W.C

Screams…

Fire……

Sounds of destruction…

Now... Darkness.

A lone figure is now shown faintly. As the camera creeps closer, the figure is slowly revealed. Dark eye sockets glare forward, daring the viewer to reveal what is to come.

We see… Xplode.

With his hands clasped together, Xplode leans forward, his eyes a dark red. The voice is now revealed to be his, as he looks at the viewer and speaks.

Xplode: Every man has a weakness…

Jay Reynolds is shown as is Gabreal Martin. Behind them, an explosion emerges from the ground as buildings begin to crumble.

Xplode: Every era… has an end.

We now see Mark Storm and Ruthless Aggression charging one another! Each competitor is carrying their championship proudly! Elsewhere, Kurt Newman launches off of a mountain peak, his arms held tightly to his hips as he dives into an angry mob! Sam Attic arrives on a chariot, carried into the fray by a demonic horse, blue flames emerging from it's eyes and ears!

Mark Storm and Ruthless Aggression lock up now, behind them, windows shatter due to the impact! A large crater is left on the ground as both Mark Storm and Ruthann Parks are sent flying in different directions! 

Xplode: This is a war that we will win. One way or another. No cost is too high. 

Floyd Shooter grabs a stop sign and yanks it out of the cement! He holds on to it tightly, defiance in his posture. Standing before him is Jay Reynolds, his fists clenched tightly as an armada of Jay Reynolds clones dressed in dark purple robes stands behind him, ready to attack!

Gabreal Martin drives his fingertips into the street now, displaying his pure animalistic strength as he yanks up the Earth! Rocks are sent in different directions as BDC rushes towards him, batting away each piece of debris with a degree of haste! BDC plunges into Gabreal Martin now and sends him to the ground! Martin screams, and his mouth morphs… Martin transforms into a demonic figure with fangs, threatening to swallow BDC whole. With bloody fingers, BDC struggles to keep Martin at Bay!

Xplode: The times are changing. They will fight for their history, but in the end it will not matter. This world will be destroyed and built new. The Coalition has arrived, and chaos will be the new way of life moving forward. We will drive a stake through the heart of this company…

We now see a large dark boot step into a mound of dirt. In the distance, President Mac tosses the last remaining mob members aside, his breathing labored due to exhaustion. He notices the boot and looks towards it’s origin. Walking towards the figure, President Mac rips off the remaining bits of his shirt, revealing a large tribal tattoo that glows with a blue flame. He stares forward.

Looking back at him, Xplode smirks.  To his sides, the entire Coalition now stands ready, their faces primed with hate. Behind Xplode, the last remaining bits of the city slowly crumble and burn away as he lunges towards President Mac! 

Mac grits his teeth… and lunges toward Xplode as well…

And the screen goes black.

Xplode: ….and I know just where to put that stake to make that happen.

The feed slowly fades back in..


We see Shadow Man leaning back on top of a large taco shaped sign, high above a building, a taco in his right hand, as he watches the war below. He smacks his lips loudly as he chews the taco proudly..

The Key that President Mac once held... is now spinning on the fingers of his free hand. Shadow Man winks at the viewer and the screen goes black.

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BACKSTAGE

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The scene opens up in Shadow Man's dressing room. Shadow Man is sitting in a rocking chair, slowly ripping off a cast that's on his arm and fixing the bandages on his face from being badly burned in Monday's explosion after BRAWL.

HI

Shadow Man says sarcastically.

So. Clearly I'm alive. Barley. But alive enough to appear as both a Lumberjack and defend my Hardcore Championship tonight.

Shadow Man stands up and walks over to his tv that is mounted on the wall.

Speaking of lumberjacks

Shadow Man presses play



Shadow Man starts to sing along with the video

I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK
I sleep all night and I work all day.

He's a lumberjack and he's OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shopping and have buttered scones for tea

He cut down trees, he eat his lunch
He go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he go shopping and has buttered scones for tea.

He's a lumberjack and he's OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I skip and jump
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars.

He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing and hangs around in bars.

He's a lumberjack and he's OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I wear high heels
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie, just like my dear mamma.

He cuts down trees, he wears high heels?
Suspendies... and a bra?

... He's a lumberjack and he's OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

... He's/I'm a lumberjack and he's/I'm OK
He/I sleep all night and he/I work all day.

[EWC]

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MATCH TWO

MELISSA DAVENPORT Vs SHELLEY SILVER

Match Writer: Conner Hart-Scott

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall.

First things first, I'm the realest (realest)

Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)

And I'm still in the Murda Bizness

I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)

You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)

Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)

Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris

High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)

Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)

Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what)

Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?

Champagne spillin', you should taste that

The fans boo as Fancy by Iggy Azela feat feat. Charli XCX hits over the public address system. As the boos get louder the hired security soon comes out standing their in a menacing way with the arms folded over their chest. As out from the back in arrogant exaggerated fashion was none other than Melissa Davenport who has an arrogant smirk on her face. As she stands at the top of the entrance ramp, as she does an arrogant pose at the top of the ramp. Before, kicking out her leg and begins her arrogant strut down to the ring having her two security guards flanking her so that the fans hands can not come close to touching her, as she holds her nose high in the air like the snobby heiress she is.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by pin fall, SHELLEY SILVER!

~I'm so fancy, You already know

I'm in the fast lane, From L.A. to Tokyo

I'm so fancy, Can't you taste this gold?

Remember my name, 'Bout to blow~




As she continues her arrogant strut to the ring, she begins to trash talk the booing fans. Before rudely sticking her hand out at them as she has her security head up to the ring first as they climb up the steel steps and enter the ring first as she then does an arrogant strut up the steel steps as she turns her back towards the ring as she eyes the booing fans, before raising her arms arrogantly before blowing a arrogant kiss to the fans. As she then snaps her finger as the security make their way grabbing Melissa and hoisting her over the rope landing her down softly. As she then arrogantly poses in the center of the ring raising her arms before turning arrogantly on her heel before making her way to the ropes leaning on them as she does an arrogant wave before leaning into the corner waiting for her opponent as she fluffs her hair arrogantly.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And now, her opponent from Seattle, Washington. Weighing in at 140 pounds. Shelley Silver!

The lights go down as the opening chords of "Going Under" beings to play.

Now I will tell you what I've done for you -
50 thousand tears I've cried.
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you -
And you still won't hear me (going under)

Shelley Silver then walks out onto the stage as a strobe light is shown on her. She stands in the center of the stage, looking down, appearing completely calm.

Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself.
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom

Shelley then looks up slowly with a smirk across her face. The strobe light intensifies as she starts doing a few martial arts moves on the stage. Her last move being a no handed cartwheel onto the ramp.

I'm dying again

Depending on whether she deems fans "worthy", she will high five some of them while trash talking the other ones as she makes her way down to the ring.

I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under

After sliding into the ring, Shelley smiles as the crowd, a devious glint in her eyes as she bounces off of the ropes, loosening herself up for the match as the lights go up once more.
The bell sounds and Melissa makes a quick attack on Shelley, grabbing her by the hair and jerking her around before tossing her across the ring via the hair whip. Shelley hit’s the mat hard but quickly rolls back on to her stomach. Melissa follows up with a heel to the face kick, dazing Shelley. Melissa mounts Shelley’s back and locks in a camel clutch, trying to force Shelley to submit. As the Dam Johnson checks on Shelley’s current situation, Melissa reaches back and grabs the ropes for leverage, trying to steal a victory.

David Arquette: This is a cheap move by The Princess.

Scott Caan: Cheap, that was more of an opportunistic move David. You take any advantage you can get.

Johnson finally notices Melissa’s grasp on the rope and interjects, kicking Melissa’s arm to break the hold. Shelley rolls onto her back, still beneath Melissa and grabs her foe’s hair, pulling her off. The two women get up and exchange forearms before Davenport gains the upperhand. Davenport forearms Silver repeatedly into the ropes and shoots her off. Silver bounces off the ropes and jumps over an attempt at a drop-toe hold by Melissa. Silver runs into the ropes as Melissa gets back up. Melissa goes for a clothesline but Silver ducks and wraps her legs around the head for a headscissors dropping her opponent onto her face. Davenport stumbles back to her feet, grasping her nose.

David Arquette: Nice headscissors but it didn’t look like Shelley got all of it like she usually does.

Scott Caan: Are you kidding me, Melissa got dropped on her face and is pulling a Marcia Brady. Let’s just hope she don’t turn into Machete now. That can get ugly fast.

David Arquette: Melissa does look pretty dazed from that one.

Shelley gets back on her toes, jumps up and delivers a beautiful dropkick to Melissa’s midsection, sending her down onto the mat. Davenport gets back up and is faced with another dropkick from Silver, this time causing Melissa to spiral backwards through the ropes but landing on the apron. Silver looks to the crowd for another and follows up with yet another dropkick knocking her opponent off the apron and out to the arena floor below.

Scott Caan: It’s a dropkick party and Melissa Davenport is the guest of honor.

David Arquette: Never use that line again.

Scott Caan: Fine you killjoy.

Shelley quickly takes advantage of the situation and performs a pescado, launching herself over the top rope and colliding with Melissa as she rises to her feet, sending both women crashing to the floor. The fans are behind Shelley now as she grabs Melissa up by the hair, placing her back against the ring apron and delivering repeated chest chops much to the audience’s delight as they “WHOOOOO!!!” with each blow.

David Arquette: Chop after chop. Melissa’s chest is looking sunburnt now.

Scott Caan: You think she really sits out in the sun, she seems like a spray-tan girl

David Arquette: Will you quit it?

Melissa holds her chest after five chops before Shelly kicks her in the midsection and rolls her back into the ring. Shelley then climbs the turnbuckle. As Melissa stands, Shelley leaps off the top with a double axe handle. Melissa is rocked and stumbles. Shelley grabs her opponent in a headlock. Melissa push her against the ropes and she let go of the hold as she came back and try to go for shoulder block but it seems they both had the same idea and they both just stood their ground it seems.

Shelley give her a hand it seems as she then slap Melissa across the face. Melissa smirks and she came back with a slap of her own. Both women are now starting to threw punches in each other faces as it seems but instead coming back with a punch Melissa slap Shelley across her chest. Shelley comes back with a few more chest chops came back a bit harder as she back up Melissa against the corner.

Scott Caan: The Princess looks to be in a bad way.

David Arquette: Melissa is getting rocked pretty good by Shells right now.

Shelley then grabs her arm and try to swing her across the ring but Melissa came out of nowhere with a kick to the midsection. Shelley is bent over when Melissa give her a kick to the face that seem her on to her back. sending Shelley Silver to the mat on her back. Melissa grabs Shelley by the hair, but Shelley counters again placing her legs under Melissa’s stomach and kicking her across the ring. Melissa lands near a turnbuckle, looking to have had the wind knocked out of her. Shelley gets a running start at Melissa, but Melissa hits her with a drop toe hold, causing Shelley’s face to collide with the turnbuckle before Melissa Davenport rolls her up with a school boy, placing her feet on the middle rope for the leverage...




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Dan Johnson, the referee taps Melissa on the arm and tells her to get off her opponent.

Scott Caan: Melissa got caught with that one.

David Arquette: She should know better than to pull one with Dan Johnson.

Melissa begrudgingly lets go and yells at the referee before kicking her opponent in the head. The 5’9” diva picks up her smaller opponent and knees her in the chest twice before running into the ropes before hitting Silver in the head with a kneelift. Shelley crumbles to the mat. Melissa stands on her opponent’s hair before grabbing the arms and pulling them up causing Shelley to kick the mat in pain as the referee counts to break the hold...

Johnson: ONE. . .

Johnson: TWO. . .

Johnson: THREE. . .

Melissa lowers the arms before pulling them back up again. Dan Johnson counts again.

Johnson: ONE. . .

Johnson: TWO. . .

Johnson: THREE. . .

Melissa lowers the arms again before pulling them up a third time. Dan Johnson restarts his count.

Johnson: ONE. . .

Johnson: TWO. . .

Johnson: THREE. . .

Melissa finally steps off of Shelley completely.

Scott Caan: Well we see that Melissa Davenport is trying to do anything to win.

David Arquette: Yes but she is risking disqualification.

Scott Caan: But she isn’t getting disqualified is she?

David Arquette: You’re right.

Scott Caan: Of course I’m right, I’m a broadcast journalist.

Melissa and Shelley both got up at the same time and was running towards each other by Melissa took down Shelley with arm drag. Shelley got back up Melissa came after her and she took her down with a arm drag. They both got back up again as this time Melissa came back with a close line that took down Shelley.

She climbs outside of the ring and she looked over at the crowd with a smirk. Melissa then looks over at Shelley was still down on the mat and did a flip over the top rope and land on Shelley with a leg drop right across her chest.

David Arquette: Beautiful slingshot somersault legdrop.

Melissa covers Shelley.

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Shelley kicks out and the crowd roars in approval.

Scott Caan: Raindrop isn’t done yet.

David Arquette: Raindrop?

Scott Caan: It’s a nickname of her’s David.

David Arquette: I know that, but are you allowed to call her that?

Scott Caan: Can I plead the fifth?

Melissa kicks the mat. She growls as she stands up and look down at her and grabs her by the hair screaming, “Do you think you better than me!!!!!” Shelley pushes her off her as she hit Melissa with her elbow. Melissa bends over a bit as she holds her stomach and Shelley got up as she pushes herself off the ropes when Melissa comes at her, Silver jumps up and hits another dropkick to Melissa.

The crowd seems to start get behind Shelley as she was getting in a few move but she was about to go for a suplex and she had her up in the air but Shelley move her weight where she landed right on her feet behind Shelley before grabbing her by the hair into a back breaker.

David Arquette: Davenport Recall!!!

Scott Caan : This can be it!!

Melissa goes for the pin again amidst boos.

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Shelley kicks out once again!

David Arquette: Shells kicks out.

Scott Caan: I thought Melissa had her. This chick’s got guts.

Melissa bangs the mat in frustration. Before picking up her opponent. Melissa calls for her Beverly Hills Facelift Melissa grabs the head of Shelley. Melissa jumps up but Shelley breaks the hold of her head and Melissa lands butt first on the mat. Silver follows it up with a basement dropkick to the face of Melissa. Shelley goes for the pin.

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David Arquette: Shells is looking for Sundown.

Scott Caan: If she hits this, it’s over!

Shelley looks to flip Melissa down onto her back but Melissa slips down the back and pushes Shelley into the ropes. Shelley bounces off the ropes but catches Melissa with a spinning head scissors kneeling face buster.

David Arquette: Falling Rain!

Scott Caan: Didn’t she hit that earlier?

Shelley goes for the pin.
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Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by pin fall, SHELLEY SILVER!

Winner: Shelley Silver

"Going Under" hits the PA System and the crowd goes ballistic cheering the two starlets for putting on an incredible match. The referee holds up Shelly Silver's hand in victory.

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AT RINGSIDE

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The fans cheer loudly as the arena lights beam a light blue over their facial features, offering a glow that fits the theme show. As the many in attendance pump their fists and give into the excitement, the arena lights suddenly shift to the stage area! Stepping into view is Sam Attic. In his hand is a large brown envelope. The fans suddenly begin to boo now as Sam laughs with a cocky grin and makes his way down the ramp way in the direction of the wrestling ring.

As Sam attic arrives at ringside, the fans continue to offer responses, a few tossing trash in his direction. This does not phase Sam at all as he rolls under the bottom rope and enters the ring, holding the envelope over his head. As a ring official offers Sam a microphone, Sam nods his head and speaks:

Attic: Hello idiots. The number one talent in the EWC is here with a special announcement. So shut up, sit on your hands.. and listen.

The fans begin to boo even louder as Attic laughs.  He paces the ring and spits off to the side of the ring before speaking again.

Attic: Two weeks ago, I overheard a conversation between a special group of friends of mine.. and the subject was quite surprising. At first, I ran off to find Xplode, our talented Coalition leader and EWC General Manager.. but then I rethought that choice of action. You see, the news that I have is much larger than that, and it really deserved a much larger audience... that would be the EWC universe. It involves Project: Chaos.. and the Coalition.

Suddenly, Mark Storm bursts from the back stage area with Gabreal Martin closely behind him. The two of them do not hesitate to sprint down the rampway and slide into the ring. They then approach Sam Attic, both men imposing their presence without speaking.

Attic: I am glad that the two of you could join me. I see the third member of your circle jerk has chosen to be elsewhere.

Storm: Reynolds is away.. show respect. You are standing before the driving force of the Coalition, the very source of it's power... and the EWC Champion. You should be kneeling down and kissing our toes in thanks for simply letting you tag along with us. I mean, who ARE you anyway without the Coalition? What real clout do you even have?

Martin: I agree. I have to question Xplode and his choice to allow someone like you to even represent our faction. You have achieved nothing.. and you likely will not in the future either.

The fans continue to boo loudly as Storm and Martin stare at Attic. Attic backs away slightly, and then speaks.

Attic: Oh trust me. I am very thankful that the Coalition has chosen to accept me as a friend. When I look at the two of you, however, I don't see the Coalition... or a friend for that matter. You see, in my hand, is the written documentation of what I overheard you two talking about a few weeks ago. There is a dvd from the security cameras to back it up as well.

Storm: Oh? And what were we speaking about, loser? Really.. what earth shattering things were actually said? Keep in mind, Xplode has given us free reign to run rampage how we see fit. What you say will play a big part over whether you walk out of here on your own.. or on a stretcher.

Attic: A few weeks ago, I overheard you guys planning to betray Xplode.. and once he has seen the footage, your little power play will come to an end. Trust me. You may bring the championships to the Coalition, but guys like me bring the loyalty. Xplode values that alot more than you realize. Your days as the top dogs around here are numbered..

Project: Chaos glances at one another and then slowly steps towards Attic. Attic backs up towards the ropes.

Attic: Before you two get any bright ideas, understand this. I didn't come here alone tonight...

The fans begin to get loud as James Kash and Cory Chevelle emerge from the backstage area! Both Mark Storm and Gabreal Martin carry a look of surprise on their faces as the two new attendants enter the ring and take their places besides Sam Attic! Cory Chevelle has an evil grin and James Kash has a death glare upon him. Chevelle snags the microphone form Attic and speaks..

Chevelle: Guess what, bitches.... I decided to play with you all. I heard the Coalition needed a few good men. I always welcome the opportunity to break off a few pussies like you two idiots. So come on.. we gonna fight or WHAT?!!

Kash: The Coalition doesn't need half assed members like you two... so consider yourselves out. I hope you two have a problem with that. It would be far too boring if you both left on your own instead of on one of those stretchers that you were talking about with Sam here.

Mark Storm and Gabreal Martin look at one another for a moment and then back at the three men standing before them. Finally, they back away and roll out of the ring as the fans boo loudly! Laughing, they point in the direction of the ring and head up the ramp area..

Storm: This ain't over.. trust me.

Chevelle: GOOD! I AM ITCHIN' FOR A DAMN FIGHT!

The fans continue to boo as Storm and Martin reach the ramp area.. and the feed fades out.

[EWC]

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MATCH THREE

ALAN CHRISTOPHER Vs THE VIGILANTE

Match Writer: @cannabis

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Arquette: *looks over at Scott* Dude, how come you don't bring ya big homey any souvenirs from the Hawaii Five-O set?

Caan: Dude, I can't even bring swag back from the set for myself; CBS is super cheap like that. They tried to give me a written warning for taking too many pickles for my cheeseburger at the company buffet line. They're so cheap, they simply spray painted my name over Tom Sellick's old parking spot from his Magnum P.I. days!

Arquette: Damn, that sucks. No free swag and no more Letterman. Well, how about we turn that frown upside down with a kick-ass match? A little ACE vs. EWC feud?

Caan: That's what I love about the E-Dub, Davey: the best fighting and wrestling on Earth, and no middle aged harpy at the buffet line with a neck-beard and hairnet playing condiment Nazi for CBS.

Arquette: Let's turn things over to Emman....shit, Scott, get out of the way!!

Caan and Arquette barely avoid the Vigilante dragging Alan Christopher over to the announcer's table and slamming his head against the table.

Caan: Please guys, don't Spanish Announcer's Table us tonight!

The Vigilante unloads a Muy Thai style combo on Christopher, pummeling him high, mid, and low with kicks and punches. Hey finishes with a head-butt that causes Christopher's nose to gush blood.

Arquette: His nose is just leaking red all over the place. The Vigilante might have broken his nose.

Caan: Classic Greco-Roman forehead to the nose.

Arquette: No way is that a Greco Roman move.

Caan: Of course not...but it's a great way for me and dad to settle disputes during Thanksgiving dinner.

Arquette: Your old man is badass, Scott.

Caan: Yes he is, David, yes he is!

The Vigilante tries to whip Christopher into the ring post, but All-Star reverse it, sending him crashing into the steps. He follows up by using his impressive strength to gorilla press him onto the guard rail, causing a fan to drop his nachos and freak out. But Christopher starts spending time posing and arguing with ringside fans.

Arquette: He needs to stay focused; between Vig's aggressiveness and his nose, he doesn't have time to do a photo op.

Caan: He's wasting precious momentum, not to mention blood, showboating.

All-Star Alan Christopher throws the Vigilante into the ring; the bell officially rings at this point. Christopher starts punching Vigilante from a mounted position, then gets up and drops a quick standing elbow onto Vigilante's throat. Then again, then another, and much to the displeasure of the crowd, starts doing push-ups. He picks up the Vigilante by the hair and violently whips him into the corner, his back recoiling from the impact. Once again, Christopher wastes precious time show boating; he charges at the Vigilante, but meets nothing but a shoulder full of ring post for his troubles.

Arquette: Called it; the showboating bit him in the ass that time.

Christopher grasps his shoulder in agony; the vigilante swoops in behind, connects with a reverse DDT, then chains it into a reverse guillotine sleeper. He has the hold cinched in tight; All-Star's face begins to redden, but he manages to put his foot on the ropes. Referee John Dean starts counting....

1....2....3....4....

Dean manages to separate them, but not before Vigilante nearly loses his head and starts yelling at Dean.

Arquette: Good job by Dean to maintain some order right now; this match has already started off wild.

Caan: Great chain wrestling by the MMA fighter; but he nearly lost his cool there.

The Vigilante starts pummeling him with punches from the top mount, then picks him up. He attempts to Irish Whip Christopher, but All-Star reverses, sending Vigilante to the ropes. He tries for a spinebuster, but Vigilante improvises, wrapping his arm around Christopher's head and lands an nasty modified DDT! Cover by the Vigilante...

1....2.....thr....nope, gotcha! Kick-out by All-Star!

Arquette: Close call.

Vigliante grabs him and tries another Irish Whip. This time it works, but he misses a clothesline attempt, and on the rebound, Christopher drills him into the mat with a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam. Cover by Christopher....

1....2....thr....gotcha again! Kickout by Vigilante!

Both men are on the ground, beaten and exhausted.

Arquette: Scott, these guys are just tearing into each other.

Caan: Not the longest, nor most elegant of matches, but go-DAMN they are going at each other like starving pit-bulls!

Christopher goes for another Irish Whip, but short-arms the move, catches the Vigilante...Alan Christopher hits a Northern lights suplex! Another pin attempt....

1....2....thr....HA! GOT YOU AGAIN! WHEN ARE YOU NOT GONNA FALL FOR THAT!? KICKOUT BY VIGILANTE!!

Arquette: Another near fall, but Alan Christopher looks woozy.

Caan: That nose of his is still leaking blood; he needs to finish Vigilante off before he literally runs out of gas in his tank.

Alan Christopher stops again, this time, to break his nose back into place. The fans near ringside hear the awful snapping sound. He picks up Vigilante again, talking trash to him, but Vigilante counters with an uppercut to the neck, causing All-Star to grasp his throat. He cracks him in the nose again with an elbow, kicks him in the gut, then hits a powerbomb. Cover by Vigilante...

1...2....thr....SHIT! Even I was fooled by that one. Kickout by Alan Christopher!

Arquette: Great action tonight by both these men they are really taking it to each other!

Caan: Both men withstanding some awful punishment; who is gonna be able to endure it more and get the win?

It takes a few moments for Vigilante to gather his breath. As he gets up, Alan Christopher surprises him with a forearm shot to the face. He whips Vigilante into the corner, attempts the Majestic Boot...but Vigilante sidesteps him and Christopher ends up smashing his groin against the turnbuckle. Vigilante unloads a barrage of kicks to his legs and midsection, then...KICK OF LIFE!! Cover....

1...2....okay, now it's a 3!

Chriqui: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH...THE VIGILANTE!

Arquette: Brutal, hard fought, and very entertaining match. This is by no means the end of the EWC/ACE rivalry.

Caan; Hard hitting action, both men gave the fans a great performances, and I haven't seen that many blows to the nose since dad got into a fight with his agent over a photo op in Germany!

Arquette: More great action to come; stay tuned, we need to pimp out the folks that pay us to put on this programming.

Caan: When's that new Bacon commercial coming on? I heard there were going to be ninjas and a dancing bear involved in this one!

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ENTRANCE RAMP

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Mark Storm: Congratulations.

The cameras pan over to the top of the entrance ramp, and emerging to the stage is the World Heavyweight Champion who is welcomed with a chorus of boos as he steps out onto the stage, a smile on his face as he proudly caresses his world championship belt around his waist. The Vigilante is still in the ring after his encounter with Alan Christopher and is looking down at the World Champ, who is staring back at him - and the two brothers share a moment together whilst the tension in the atmosphere builds up. Storm begins to walk down the ramp however stops when he gets mid way. The Vigilante is leaning against the ropes, daring Storm to enter the ring.

Mark Storm: Oh you want me to come in?

The Vigilante nods his head and the audience begin to pop over the chance of a fight breaking out. Storm looks around and the audience are urging him to get into the ring.

Mark Storm: Well, too bad - I'm not here to fight you.

Boo's now reverberate through the arena.

Mark Storm: I've got a big match coming up. But don't worry brother.. we will get in that ring together eventually. And we will fight.. but not tonight. I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to talk to you. You go by the name The Vigilante nower days - claiming that you don't want these people to know your true identity.. you don't want these people to know what your real name is? You wanna keep yourself anonymous and have people proclaiming you as the Vigilante because the moment your name is released to the press and to the public, that's when shit hits the fan and all of a sudden you have these expectations. You change from being the unknown to being known and you don't want that. Funny thing is, brother of mine - I know what your name is, of course. I can tell the whole world what it is right now, if I wanted to.

The Vigilante grabs a microphone from one of the technical staff outside the ring. He stares at Storm, leaning forwards against the ropes with his eyes flaring up in anger whilst Storm breaks a smirk.

Mark Storm: You don't want to be referred as one of them. As one of your Kurt Newman's or Shadow Man's, or anyone of Mac's men in his team. You wanna be your own man! Who fights against the "evil" and brings justice to this company. That's what you claim you want to do anyway. But in reality - you just ca't stand seeing your older brother with this championship belt right here! You wanna know why we weren't close? You wanna know why we were so distant? It's because you were always jealous of me, brother of mine. You were always jealous of your older brother because I had Dad's attention! Because I had the brains! Because I had it all and you, you had nothing. Dad may have lived with you growing up in Albuquerque but he still preferred seeing his favorite son living in New York. You're lying to these people! You're not going to stop all of the injustice going on around here! All you want is me, just admit it! Admit it to everyone! Come on, admit it!

The Vigilante brings the microphone closer to his lips, still infuriated.

Vigilante: I'm going to stop the Storm.

A huge pop from the audience occurs.

Vigilante: Then - I'm going to stop, the chaos.

Another huge pop emerges from the audience.

Vigilante: And then finally - I'm going to save Extreme Wrestling Corporation. 

A massive pop, the biggest one of all - then occurs.

Vigilante: I won't lie to you or these people Mark and I've made it pretty evident since I put pen to paper to this establishment. I've made it very clear what my goal is. And I've also emphasized on the lengths I'm prepared to go to in order to complete my mission. I came to this company to stop the infection that has been spreading around this company. And you wanna know who I believe the source of the infection came from? YOU!

He pauses, whilst the audience applaud him.

Vigilante: You're the source of all trouble Mark. You always have been. Despite not seeing or talking to you over the last fifteen years, I know things that have transpired in your life that these people don't even know. These people deserve to know! First and foremost, your a criminal - convicted of possession of illegal drugs as well as assault.. 

"OO'S" echo through the arena and Mark Storm has become startled outside the ring, his eyes widening.

Vigilante: The thing is Mark, I know so much about you and you know nothing about me. Sure, you know my name but I've already had a chat with the board and they've stated that with my current contract I should ONLY be referred as the Vigilante. So all these threats, they're empty - I can get you stripped of that title the minute you tell these people who I am, but I don't care. It'll make my job easier anyway! With that World Heavyweight Championship out of your grasp, that's one less thing to worry about and then I can just concentrate on taking you the hell out! You're right. We were never close. Being half brothers and all with different mothers. But I don't regard you as my brother Mark. You lost that privilege when you practically killed Dad. Oh, you haven't told the EWC universe this story?

Mark approaches the ring but can't bring himself to enter, infuriated and yelling at the Vigilante to not speak anymore. The Vigilante takes a step back and now looks at the audience. 

Vigilante: Looks like tonight is turning into an episode of Jerry Springer. Mark Storm was in a match a year ago, a match that he lost - whilst my Dad was watching.. he was pissed and he decided to get drunk and drive away.. my Dads was a big softy so he decided to try and find the drunken Mark however to no prevail. Because he was in an car accident. And that's all because of you. And I never got to say goodbye.

The Vigilante stares at Mark; hard, cold and calculatingly. 

Vigilante: You're trouble Mark. You always have been and you always will be. And you've been the root to all the shit that's been going on around here lately.. attacking staff members, interrupting matches you and your so called friends have been causing chaos and that has to stop. It all has to stop. And whilst others sit on the sideline and just watch I've stepped up to the margin. I'm going to stop this. I'm going to stop you. And then I'm going to stop the rest of the assholes - known as The Coalition, who are growing in numbers! 

The audience cheer and applaud the Vigilante as he finishes his sentence and Mark stands outside the ring, with a look of annoyance in his face. 

Vigilante: I'm going to stop you, Mark. One way or another.

He says it with conviction, staring hard at his brother.

Vigilante: So how about it Mark. Let's make it official. It's what the people want to see and it's what I want to see. The EWC World Heavyweight Champion Mark Storm versus The Vigilante at Night of Champions. If I win, I get that World Heavyweight Championship of yours.. if you win, you get to tell these people my real name.

"MAKE IT HAPPEN!" clap, clap - clap clap clap - "MAKE IT HAPPEN!" clap, clap - clap clap clap

Vigilante: Inside the Steel - Cage!

A massive pop from the audience as the Vigilante finishes his proposal. Mark Storm looks around the arena and "MAKE IT HAPPEN" is echoing throughout the arena. Mark walks up the entrance ramp and enters the ring, and the Vigilante immediately approaches him and the two stand a mere few centimeters away from each other. Mark unbuckles his championship belt from his waist and lifts it up in the air. He then uses the championship belt as a weapon as he swings it towards the Vigilante and connects with his forehead, wiping him straight out!

Boos echo through the arena as Storm mounts on top of the Vigilante and connects with stiff shots to the forehead, and a cut emerges. Blood begins to trickle down his forehead and security come running down the entrance ramp to separate Mark from the Vigilante, Mark is escorted out of the ring whilst the Vigilante is having to be restrained. 

[EWC]

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MATCH FOUR

PETER VAN PARKER Vs LEON ROBERTS

Match Writer: @jameskash

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Emmanuelle Chriqui:Ladies and Gentlemen the following matchup is scheduled for one fall.

"Princes of the Universe" by Queen plays over the loud speaker. Out from the top of the ramp steps out a lone figure. THE Parker Van Peters has head lowered, smirking as the crowd boos him. He is wearing a white fur coat. He raises his head and walks to the ring. PVP climbs the ring steps and wipes his feet on the apron before entering the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring, arms stretched out wide. He then snaps at the referee to help him take off his white fur coat.

Emmanuelle Chriqui:Standing six feet one inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-two pounds, from Nashville, Tennessee, “The Main Man” Parker Van Peters!!!

Arquette: Parker Van Peters is making his debut here tonight against Leon Roberts.

Caan: He’s a member of Best for Business, let’s see what he can do and if he is indeed Best for Business.

The lights fade, as 'God In Fire' begin to play. The stage is highlighted red, as fog begins to show at the stage.

Gone in a second, ultimate destruction
Gods are warring, sorrow neverending
Endless chaos for an eternity
Welcome to the abyss

Leon Roberts and his wife Monica rise up from under the stage, and appear sitting on a skeleton bone throne, with Monica sitting on Leon's lap. They both get up. Once they do, Monica kneels infront of Leon, facing the crowd, as Leon raises his arms, with both hands in devil horn pose, as fire burst behind them. The arena lights are now all red.

Backwater town where nothing happens
Don't let disguises fool you
Evil is coming from everywhere
Destroying all that we believe is good

The two begin to walk down to the ring. Once at the ring, Leon enters first, holding the rope open for Monica. Once both are inside, Leon chuckles, as Fire bursts from the four corners. Monica then takes off Leon's jacket, as he awaits for the bell to ring.

My mother's ghost still haunts me now
Fortune abandoned by God
Nothing can bring her back to me
Now I will seek to preach and destroy

There is no mercy, compassion in the world
Embrace the chaos, for in the end that is all
Now the universe is broken, lost its course
Turn your back on all you have loved, for it is

Emmanuelle Chriqui:Standing six feet eight inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds, residing from the Depths of Hell, “The Devil’s Avatar” Leon Roberts!!!

Arquette: Leon Roberts will be looking to crush this rookie’s dream of having a successful debut here tonight.

Caan: Let’s see what these two will do to each other, ring the bell ref.

Bell Rings: Parker Van Peters and Leon Roberts circle the ring before locking up in the middle. Peters connects with a stiff kick to the midsection before locking in a headlock on Roberts. Roberts tries to fight out of it, but Peters takes him down to the mat with a headlock takedown. Roberts tries to fight out of the hold but Peters has it locked in tight and continues to apply the pressure. Roberts positions himself where he can make his way back to his feet. Roberts grabs Peters around his waist and lifts the man off his feet while he continues to hold the headlock in. Roberts than drives Peters down to the mat with a sidewalk slam breaking the headlock. Roberts quickly hits the ropes and bounces back connecting with a leg drop across the sternum of Peters in the middle of the ring. Roberts makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,
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Peters kicks out with authority making his way back to his feet.

Arquette: Parker Van Peters immediately took the fight to Leon Roberts right from the start of this match.

Caan: The strength of Roberts, lifting Peters into the air while he had a headlock applied on him and taking Peters down to the mat with that sidewalk slam, was just impressive.

Peters and Roberts meet in the middle of the ring and Roberts catches Peters with a knee lift into the midsection. Roberts quickly grabs Peters by the arm and sends him flying across the ring with an irish whip. Peters bounces back and attempts a clothesline, but Roberts ducks the attempt and takes Peters down to the mat with a hip toss. Peters hops back up to his feet and charges towards Roberts again getting caught with another hip toss taking him back down to the mat. Roberts grabs Peters and stomps on him down on the mat before hitting the ropes and bouncing back looking to connect with another leg drop, but Peters rolls out of harms way. Peters guides Roberts back to his feet and sends Roberts to the nearest corner with an irish whip, but Roberts counters as Peters hits the corner hard. Roberts sets up across the ring before charging forward looking for a body splash in the corner, but Peters catches Roberts with a drop toe hold to the bottom turnbuckle. Roberts grabs his head sitting up as Peters grabs him around the head and plants him on the mat with a kneeling DDT hooking his legs for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,

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however Roberts kicks out before the count of two.

Arquette: Parker Van Peters showing that he can take it and dish it out folks.

Caan: There’s a bright future here in the EWC for superstars who can hang in the ring.

Peters and Roberts meet in the middle of the ring trading big right hands back and forth. Peters gets the advantage after connecting with an european uppercut. Peters connects with another european uppercut and quickly follows it up with a stiff kick to the midsection. Peters grabs Roberts around the head and takes him down to the mat with a spinning neckbreaker. Peters makes his way back to his feet and hits the ropes bouncing back connecting with an elbow drop. Peters makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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Roberts kicks out right at the count of two. Roberts makes his way back to his feet and meets Peters in the middle of the ring with a big boot taking him down to the mat. Roberts makes the immediate cover as the ref hits the mat for the count,

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Peters kicks out right at the count of two. Both men make their way back to their feet and Peters catches Roberts with a dropkick to the knee.

Arquette: Peters and Roberts both trying to put the other man down for the three count quickly.

Caan: They both want the win and this being Peters debut, he really wants to make an impact here tonight.

Roberts guides Peters back to his feet and drives his knee deep into his midsection before throwing him over his head with an overhead toss. Peters hits the mat hard and staggers back up to his feet walking into another stiff kick to this midsection from Roberts. Peters buckles over as Roberts takes him back down to the mat with a snap suplex and makes the cover as the ref hits the mat,
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Peters kicks out after the count of two. Roberts guides Peters back up to his feet and sends him to ropes with an irish whip. Peters bounces back ducking the clothesline attempt from Roberts and bounces back taking Roberts off his feet with a chop block to the back of the knee. Peters makes his way back to his feet as Roberts stumbles back up to his. Roberts turns to face Peters and walks right into a Discus Lariat taking the big man down to his feet. Peters hooks the legs of Roberts for the cover as the ref hits the mat,

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Roberts kicks out right after the count of two.

Arquette: Did you see that Discus Lariat, man that hit Roberts with some authority.

Caan:He nearly took his head off for being the smaller man in this matchup.

Peters pulls Roberts back up to his feet and drives his foot deep into his midsection. Roberts buckles over from the pain as Peters positions Roberts head between his legs. Peters attempts to lift Roberts into the air, but Roberts sends Peters to the mat with a back body drop. Roberts waits for Peters to make his way back to his feet and connects with Diablos Claw. Peters falls down to the mat in an instant as Roberts grabs him by the head and pulls him back up to his feet. Roberts lifts Peters high above his head and plants him in the middle of the ring with The Blackest Night. Roberts hooks both legs of Peters for the cover as the ref hits the mat for the count.

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Winner: Leon Roberts

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Leon Roberts

Arquette: Leon Roberts picking up the pinfall victory against Parker Van Peters in his debut.

Caan: All I can say is better luck next time PVP, but tonight just wasn’t your night.

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MATCH FIVE
Non-Title

RUBY Vs RUTHLESS AGGRESSION (C)

Match Writer: Cosmo Goldworthy

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The camera comes to the stage which see’s the EWC Champion Ruthless Aggression coming out.

Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du

The crowd start to chant that part of the song out loud. As the lights goes out as Fall Out Boy Centuries came blasting on. They look up at the ramp standing there with a smoke surround her was Ruthless Aggression with her head down. She lift up her head as she have on a long black trench coat that fit to her body. As she walking down the ramp it a has "EWC 4 Life" written across it with a picture of basebat ball on under it in blue and red colors. She smirks as she stop in the middle of the middle ramp looking around taking in the crowd. She closed her eyes as the words came blasting over the speakers.

Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take.
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Hey, hey, hey
Remember me for centuries

She then threw her fist up in the air as she just stood there with a sick grin on her face. She walks towards the steps. She climb inside of the ring and jump up on to the turnbuckle as she sing the chorus with them.

Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du

She then jump down and turn around facing the person taking off the trench coat. She hand it to the person on the outside ready to fight.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Introducing First, she is the EWC Champion… From Brooklyn, New York.. Weighting in 138 lbs.. Ruthless Aggression!

Aiello: Here comes a great woman, she is the first ever womans EWC Champion but tonight she fights Ruby.

Piven: I’m not sure who has the advantage, maybe Ruthann has the advantage here because not just because she’s the EWC Champion, its also because there is a 100% chance Ruby might have ringrust. But beating the EWC Champion in your return match may get you a EWC title shot though.

The camera turns back to the stage as Ruthann l“Freak Like Me” by Halestorm hits the sound system as the lights in the arena dim down. Smoke fills the entrance and a spotlight shines on the backstage entrance.. Moments later, Ruby steps out from behind the curtain with Zane right by her side. She glares around those in attendance with a wicked smile on her face as she enjoys the boos she is receiving. After standing at the top of the ramp for a few moments, she starts making her way to the ring with Zane following right beside her. Once they get to the ring, she turns and looks at Zane and he doesn’t hesitate in grabbing her by the waist, lifting her up and on to the ring apron.

He pulls himself up beside her where he sits on the second rope for her. She leans down and gives him a quick kiss, before she steps through the ropes. She doesn’t even acknowledge the crowd as she stands in one of the corners, glaring across the ring at her opponent. As her music dies down, she turns and gives Zane another quick kiss before he jumps down to the outside of the ring, waiting for the match to begin.
ooks at the stage inside the ring.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada.. weighting in 115 lbs… Please Welcome back, Ruby!

Aiello: Well this is Ruby’s return back to the EWC and these fans give her no respect and boo her,

Piven: It’s not their fault, return match or not. These fans will remember Ruby as a bad guy. No matter what.

Head ref John Dean gets in the middle of the ring and the opponents walk and tells them to shake hands but when Ruthann puts her arm out, Ruby shakes her head and walks away. Ruthann is angry and then she runs and pushes Ruby down on the mat! Ruby falls on the bottom rope and lays there and gets punched and stomped on. Ruthann grabs Ruby and throws her out the ring. Ruby crawls and Ruthann leaves the ring and sets up Ruby, she goes for a spear but Zane gets in the way and catches Ruthann from spearing Ruby! Ruthann is in Zane’s arm’s and she’s trying to get out to get to Ruby and the ref hasn’t called this a dq just yet. Ruby runs and faceplants Ruthann off of Zane’s arms!

Piven: Oh my god! That would have literally killed Ruthann.

Aiello: No it wouldn’t, it would just ruin her face.

Ruby throws Ruthann in and then runs the rope and then stops and laughs, Ruby puts Ruthann on the top rope and then Ruby taunts. Ruby turns around and puts her arms onto Ruthann’s head and she’s trying to go for Ruthann’s finisher “Ruth Awaken!” When she tries to do the move Ruthann punches her and kicks her off. Ruthann diving ddt’s Ruby but both women are down. Ruthann is trying to make her way up and gain momentum again.

Ruthann gets up and then throws Ruby out the ring and Ruthann leaves it as well. Ruthann takes all the stuff off the table and taunts. She waits for Ruby to get up and she spears Ruby over the table! How ever Ruby turns it into a ddt over the table mid way into the spear over the table! Zane runs and checks on Ruby and tries to help her get up.

Aiello: Oh man, this has been Ruby when it comes to the enviroment outside the ring.

Piven: True, but thats not gonna stop Ruthann from fighting till the time comes.

Ruby throws Ruthann in and then picks her up and leans her on the rope and Ruthann elbows her! Ruby turns and then slides under Ruby’s legs and dropkicks her onto the rope and rolls her up.

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KICKOUT!

Ruthann gets on her knees and picks up Ruby and puts her on the top rope and hits her with the Ruth Awaken! Ruthann goes for the cover.

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The bell rings as “Centuries” by Fall Out Boy plays throughout the arena and Ruthann grabs her title and raises the title up. And celebrates with the fans.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here's your winner by pinfall, she is the EWC Champion.. Ruthless Aggression!

WINNER BY PIN FALL: EWC CHAMPION RUTHLESS AGGRESSION

Piven: What a match, both women fought hard but Ruthless Agression, the EWC Champion is still undefeated.

Aiello: I gotta agree with you there Piven, Ruby and Ruthann tried hard but Ruthann was the woman to win this battle.

The camera fades away to commericial...

"Eh, it's a motherfuckin' liiiiiiving!"

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BACKSTAGE

And while the cue was to go to a commercial break, instead, we're treated to a major change of scenery. Muskets fire, men shout, explosions tear apart the ground sending dirt scattering every which way. Reds and blues! British and... NOT British! fighting! War! CIVIL war! Men charge with bayonets, some getting shot, a deep red staining their white shirts. British accents! The other kind! Women swooning! Children standing there gawking only to be spirited away by their sensible mothers. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You see it in movies all the time. Stupid kids.

Anyway, the British, who I guess are the bad guys in all of this, call for reinforcements. They call again. And again.

Finally, a high-ranking guy shouts out.

"Private Karl!!! Front and centre!"

Or whatever they shouted back in the 1800's... or was it the 1600's? And sure enough, someone looking an awful lot like Living Dead Karl, only dressed as a Redcoat but still appearing undead comes shambling out.

"Bitch, the FUCK youuuuuu want?!"

The other guy puffs out his chest to Karl, who will be from this point on referred to as LDK (because that's who it obviously is, no fooling YOU people!) and barks in his face.

"What I WANT, soldee-er, is for you to get to the front lines... NOW!!!"

"Yellin' at me like I won't tear your asshole into sssssssssssssEVEN assholes... and wh-who the fuck ARE you evennn?"

"Insubordination! You darn know very well verily that I am Sir, er, General...Stonewall... uhh, E.... Custard!"

"And that's a fucky name!"

LDK responds as he walks past his superior officer.

"Now, where's these fuckin' yankees pricks for me to kill and eat?"

"Over there, most likely raping and torturing the women folk of Great En-gah-land! Save us! Save THEM! Save the QUEEN!"

LDK looks at Custard, then at the camera, then back at Custard.

"You anach-ro-NISTIC motherfuck! All right, where's my gat, cuzzz?"

"Guns are a decadence we simply cannot afford, soldier! You'll have to make due with this comb and old-timey coffee pot! Greater heroes have triumphed with LESS than these great gifts!"

LDK gets handed a comb and one of those metal coffee pots. He looks at them incredulously as a closeup of his face reveals he's had enough. It goes red. The sound of a tea kettle whistle is heard. Steam comes out from his ears!

-sCeNe ReDaCtEd By ThE gOvErNmEnT oF eNgLaNd-

Storming off weaponless, it's revealed he stabbed Custard with the comb and caved in his head with the coffee pot. He shuffles into battle, killing the good guys left, right and centre. Electric guitar players unleash thunderous riffs, drummers whale at their kits with the force of jackhammers.

America is dead! Long live England! The KING will be most pleased! And here he is now!

"Private Karl, thou'rt a treasure to the bad guys of history. Thanks to you, no one hadeth to live through yet another Disney-styled ending! Now, I normally doth not doeth this, but..."

And the King extends his hand for LDK to shake it. Karl looks at it, then at the King, smiles, and shakes the King's hand!

"Thank you! Thank you!"

LDK says, before pulling the King in close.

"Thank you for ma-makin' this much EASIER for me, TRICK!"

He then tears at the King's throat, takes him down to the ground, and starts clawing at his face and chest!

"The name's Living Dead Karl, you shitty pedophile!!!"

Soldiers fire round after round into LDK, gore him with bayonets, and finally lasso a noose around his neck and drag him away via horse.

As LDK causes a dust storm with his dragging body, he musters up the strength to shrug and say.

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MATCH SIX

JOHNNY RAIKE Vs JOHN JONES

Match Writer: @jameskash

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Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match up is scheduled for one fall!!!

“Voodoo Child” by Jimi Hendrix hits as the arena lights dim…

Fans begins to scream at the unknown...

The TitanTron lights up with a countdown from 10…

Fans join in with the countdown…4..3..2..1...The arena goes dark, the fans go wild…

The beginning notes of the iconic song play out over the PA system, echoing through the arena and the lights explode in a bright golden hew before dimming.

The TitonTron begins to show short clips of John Jones wrestling and dressing in expensive suits, riding limos and destroying competition. As the lyrics begin, the path to the ring lights up and a single spotlight lights up on the stage, Jones walks out into it nodding his head to the music. After a few seconds he lifts his head, points to the ring then raises his fists up high and lets out a huge WOOOOOOO, setting off gold pyro down the ramp. The arena lights come up and Jones begins walking to the ring, acknowledging the fans. Upon entering the ring, he plays his trusty air guitar to the fans as he walks around

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Standing six feet three inches tall, weighing two hundred and forty-five pounds, residing from Las Vegas, Nevada, “Showtime” John Jones!

David Arquette: John Jones making his way down to the ring for single’s action.

Scott Caan: Let’s see if he can manage to pick up his first victory here tonight, he had a chance to win the EWC Hardcore Championship but fell short in Germany.

“Pure Morning” by Placebo hits the arena as Johnny enters as the singing starts, eyes half closed in sensual enjoyment of the song, hardly noticing the crowd or it's reaction to him. He half floats, half saunters down to the ring, running his hands over his chest, and handing out his card to attractive members of the audience.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Standing six feet one inch tall, weighing one hundred and ninety-five pounds, residing from Queens, New York, “The American Wet Dream” Johnny Raike!

Arquette: Johnny Raike looking for another victory here on Friday Night Rampage.

Caan: Jones is looking for his first victory and Raike looking for another one, this is going to be another great matchup tonight.

Bell Rings: Johnny Raike and John Jones circle around the ring before locking up in the middle of the ring. Jones locks in a hammerlock and applies the pressure immediately as Raike grabs at his own shoulder. Raike manages to reverse the hammerlock into one of his own and really cranks on the pressure. Raike transitions the hammerlock into a headlock and squeezes at the head of Jones. Jones backs Raike up to the ropes and pushes him forward breaking the hold. Raike bounces back from the ropes and takes Jones down to the mat with a shoulder block. Jones pops back up to his feet and Raike connects with a toe kick quickly followed up by an eye poke. Jones stumbles back grabbing his eye as Raike charges forward springboarding himself off the second turnbuckle connecting with a dropkick to the chest of Jones knocking him off his feet.

Arquette: Johnny Raike borrowing some dirty moves from the Dirtiest Player in the Game.

Caan: He’s doing whatever he has to do to stay on top of John Jones.

Raike guides Jones back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Raike grabs the head of Jones and attempts a bulldog, but Jones pushes Raike forward once again. Raike bounces back right into a stiff kick to the midsection from Jones, who quickly follows up by taking Raike down to the mat with a T-Bone Suplex in the middle of the ring. Raike makes his way back to his feet and Jones sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Jones follows behind and catches Raike with a knee lift to the midsection when he bounces back from the ropes. Jones sends Raike back across the ring and follows him once more connecting with a knee strike to the midsection. Jones guides Raike to the middle of the ring and takes him down to the mat with a White Russian Leg Sweep.

Arquette: John Jones answering back with some offense of his own against Johnny Raike

Caan:Jones needs to stay on the attack and not let Raike catch his breath, he’s lighter on his feet.

Jones makes his way back up to his feet and guides Raike to his, locking in a headlock and applying the pressure. Raike attempts to shove Jones forward, but Jones quickly takes Raike down to the mat with a headlock takedown in the middle of the ring. Jones keeping the headlock applied guides Raike back to his feet and then irish whips him into the corner. Jones charges forward connecting with a clothesline into the corner. Raike falls back into the corner as Jones unloads with rights and lefts into the corner. Raike falls to the bottom rope as Jones stays on the attack unloading with a series of mudhole stomps. Jones pulls Raike to the middle of the ring and makes the cover as the ref starts the count.

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but Raike kicks out before the count of two.

Arquette: John Jones was all over Johnny Raike there, but still not enough for a three count.

Caan:It wasn’t even enough for a two count, he better pick it up.

Jones guides Raike back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip once again. Raike bounces back and ducks the clothesline attempt from Jones. Both men bounce back from the ropes and Raike takes Jones down to the mat with a spinning heel kick. Jones makes his way back to his feet and Raike immediately takes him back down to the mat with an armdrag. Raike guides Jones back to his feet and sends him flying into the corner with a quick irish whip. Raike charges right after and once Jones hits the corner Raike catches him with a backflip kick to the jaw. Raike lands on his feet and charges forward again connecting with a clothesline while landing on the second rope in a seated position. Jones falls forward to the mat rolling over onto his back. Raike removes himself from the second rope and stands behind Jones as he slowly sits up resting on his knees looking around for Raike. Raike bounces off the ropes and grabs Jones around the neck connecting with a Baby Ace Crusher in the middle of the ring. Raike makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count.

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However, Jones kicks out right at the count of two.

Arquette: Raike answered back with some quick offense of his own keeping Jones moving around the ring at his pace.

Caan: Did you see that clothesline into the corner, that’s Raike using his full body weight to his advantage.

Raike stalks Jones as he slowly makes his way back to his feet and plants his foot deep into his midsection. Raike positions Jones head between his legs before lifting him into the air and connecting with the Double Underhook Backbreaker. Raike makes another cover and the ref gets down to make the count.

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but Jones kicks out right after the count of two. Raike runs his fingers through his hair before guiding Jones back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with another irish whip. Jones bounces back and fires his foot into the jaw of Raike for a hard Superkick out of nowhere. Jones hooks the legs of Raike for the cover as the ref gets down to make the count.

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but Raike kicks out right after the count of two.

Arquette: Both of these guys are trying to put the other one away.

Caan: Is Jones going to get his first victory tonight or will Raike pick up his second win creating a two win streak?

Jones guides Raike back to his feet and sends him flying to the corner with an irish whip. Jones taunts to the crowd showing off his handy work before charging forward and catching Raike with a body splash in the corner. Raike stumbles out of the corner and Jones positions Raike back first over his shoulder. Jones starts taunting the crowd once again walking Raike around the ring over his shoulder. Jones motions for the Dominator as Raike manages to slide off Jones shoulders to his feet. Jones turns to face Raike and walks right into A Pop In The Mouth. Raike grabs Jones before he hits the mat and lifts Jones into the air planting him on his head with the Full Frontal in the middle of the ring. Raike hooks the legs of Jones for the cover as the ref makes the count.

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Winner: Johnny Raike

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Johnny Raike!!!

Arquette: Johnny Raike advances to two and zero here in the EWC folks, keep your eyes on this guy folks.

Caan:John Jones couldn’t get the job done here and loses yet another match.

Caan: John Jones not only wanted this victory, but he needed it and he pulled out all the stops to get it.

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MATCH SEVEN
Non-title Lumberjack Match

DEREK WELLINGS (C) Vs STORM (C)

Lumberjacks: Kurt Newman, Shadow Man, Floyd Shooter, Gabreal Martin and Jay Reynolds

Match Writer: Michael Saint

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We come back from Commercial to see the members of Team Mac and Project CHAOS at ringside.



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.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is a lumberjack match and is scheduled for one fall introducing first from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds. He is one of half the EWC Hardcore Champions The Airborne Ranger Derek Wellings.

The slow melody of "Far From Any Road" begins to play through the sound system, as the crazed fans begin to quiet down as the lights in the arena begin to dim. All eyes divert to the top of the entrance ramp - where smoke begins to rise from the stage, a few pyrotechnics erupting before quieting.


From the dusty mesa, her looming shadow grows
Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote.

As the lyrics from The Handsome Families hit song plays through the arena, emerging from the tunnel is the self proclaimed "Reckoning", Mark Storm - his eyes vacant as he fixated his eyes on the ring, his arms by his side and his feet shoulder width apart as he stood, motionless on the top of the ramp whilst the audience watch wearily.

She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun,
And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood

He begins to walk down the entrance ramp, dressed in his usual wrestling attire of black tights with his surname "Storm" on the right side of his tights, whilst "save" on the other - and of course in his black laced boots & biker gloves. In addition, he wore a long black leather coat, unbuttoned from the middle.

In the hushing dusk, under a swollen silver moon,
I came walking with the wind to watch the cactus bloom.
A strange hunger haunted me; the looming shadows danced.
I fell down to the thorny brush and felt a trembling hand.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent residing in St. Louis, Missouri. He is the EWC World Heavyweight Champion Mark Storm!!!!!!

At this point Storm had reached the outside of the four sided ring, his eyes still vacant, his face remaining emotionless as he leaps onto the ring apron entering the ring. With the audience applauding him he walks over towards the centre of the ring, turning three sixty with his arms out wide, his emotionless face finally showing some emotion as a grin appears on his face, his teeth glistening. He then stops turning and reaches for the heavens, whilst doing so another pyrotechnic erupts.


When the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold,
Mountain cats will come to drag away your bones.
And rise with me forever across the silent sand,
And the stars will be your eyes and the wind will be my hands
He takes off his leather coat, passing it over to the ring announcer before moving over to his designated corner

The bell sounds and right away Storm charges Derek. Storm with a series of shots to the face of Derek. Storm off the ropes and gets scooped up by Derek, but Storm gets out before he can get slammed. Derek turns around and boots Storm in the gut. Derek has Storm up and Army Strong over the top rope to the outside, but Storm is caught by Jay Reynolds and Gabreal Martin who put him back on the apron preventing Storm from getting any damage done. Storm thanks his two cohorts and gets back into the ring, but when he does he gets kicked in the face with a big boot from Derek.

Scott Caan: The big man showing off his power in the start of this match.

David Arquette: It is smart on his part he is taking on the World Champion right now and as long as Derek has the size and power advantage he needs to use it.

Derek scoops up Storm and once again throws him to the outside. Storm is on the ground outside as the members of Team Mac go in, but are cut off by Project CHAOS who get in between them and Storm. Storm once again gets in the ring. Derek goes to take off his head with another big boot, but this time Storm is able to get out of the way. Derek turns around and gets a couple short kicks to his shins from Storm. Derek goes for a clothesline, but Storm ducks under Derek turns around Storm with a dropkick to his knee cap that has him hanging on the bottom rope. Jay Reynolds comes over and goes to smack Derek in the face, but Derek grabs Jay's hand when from the other side Gabreal with a dropkick to the side of Derek's face. Storm drags Derek to the center of the ring and covers.

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kickout by Derek Wellings.

Scott Caan: Too early for that to be a win even if it as a cheap shot.

David Arquette: Not really this is a Lumber Jack Match no such thing as a cheap shot.

Both men are to their feet. Derek once again charges Storm who moves out of the way and another series of kicks to the shins of Derek. Storm off the ropes and gets backdropped to the outside of the ring. The three lumber jacks of Team Mac pounce on Mark Storm stomping on him while he is down. Jay and Gabreal come to the aid of their partner the two factions look poised for a fight and Mark Storm gets back into the ring. Derek picks up Storm and looks like he is going to press slam him to the outside, but Storm with a rake of the eyes causing Derek to drop him. Storm pulls himself up by the ropes. Derek charges and Storm pulls the ropes down causing him to go to the outside. Gabreal and Jay start to kick and punch on Derek. Jay and Gabreal set up for a double team move, but are prevented when Shadow Man and Kurt Newman come over. The ref is distracted and do not see Floyd come in, boot Storm in the gut, and deliver The Six Shooter! Derek gets in the ring as Floyd gets out. Derek with a cover

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Mark Storm gets a foot on the bottom rope to break up the count!

David Arqutte: Now that is a cheap shot.

Scott Caan: Then I guess that Mark Storm is lucky that he was able to get a foot on that bottom rope huh?


Derek on the attack and starts to lay into the World Champion with some big time stomps and kicks as he gets to his feet. Derek gets Storm on his shoulders and gives him an airplane spin. Derek keeps it going to ten times around. Both men are dizzy, but Derek is able to come out of it first, gets behind Mark Storm, and one german suplex, two german suplex's, a third german this time right into a picture perfect bridge

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kickout by Mark Storm.

Derek gets behind Mark and goes for another german, but this time Mark is able to reverse right into a modified victory roll

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kickout by Derek Wellings.

Scott Caan: Derek Wellings showing us all something tonight maybe he thinks a win here gets him a title shot at Mark Storm

David Arquette: No way can you imagine that man as World Champion? No way in hell. I do not want to lose my job and Derek Wellings as World Champion will cause EWC to go under.

Both men are up. Wellings charges with another big boot, but Storm is out of the way causing Derek to go over the top rope to the outside landing on his feet. Gabreal and Jay on the attack, but Derek is able to fight the two men off for a moment before Gabreal delivers a sick superkick and Jay is able to following it up with a J-Connection on the floor!! The two members of Project CHAOS pick up Derek and put him in the ring as the three members of Team Mac come to help out their comrade. Storm with a cover on Wellings.


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Shadow Man grabs the leg of Derek putting it on the bottom rope stopping the count and saving the match!

Scott Caan: Give the assist to Shadow Man there.

David Arquette: The assist my ass. Shadow Man just saved Derek Wellings.

Mark Storm gets outside the ring and the members of both teams minus Shadow Man are brawling as all hell breaks loose. Derek and Storm are back in the ring as Shadow Man comes out from under the ring with what appears to be a shirt launcher. Derek has Storm's arms behind his back as Shadow Man aims at his face and fires.....a......Taco?

David Arquette: Seriously a fucking taco

Scott Caan: Your guess is as good as mine here. For once I have to agree here. Shadow Man just shot a taco into another mans face. Look you can seen the sour cream and shit.

David Arquette: I hear that Derek Wellings has other white stuff on his face all the time.

Scott Caan: Ok with that cheapshot at Derek Wellings sexuality I think we had out comedy for the night.

Derek rolls up the distracted World Champion

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kickout by Mark Storm.


Both men up and a powerslam by Derek. Floyd gets on the apron and looks to dive onto the sea of humanity on the outside, but is grabbed by Derek. Derek picks up his tag team partner over his head and press slams him onto the men on the outside.

Scott Caan: Derek Wellings press slamming his own tag team partner to the outside on top of the other men!

David Arquette: See he has no respect for anyone even his own partner!

Derek turns around into Storm who gets him on his shoulders and delivers Dystopia!!!! Shadow Man charges Storm who backdrops him to the outside before covering Derek

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner Mark Storm!

Winner Via Pin-Fall: Mark Storm!

[EWC]

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BACKSTAGE

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Michael Carter is shown getting ready for his up and coming Hardcore Title match against Shadow Man later on during the show.

Carter: In a few moments we find out if Ruby has what it takes to beat Ruthless Aggression, something I know I can do but many here cannot do. But instead tonight I face Shadow Man and I will cement my future tonight and gain land the sponsors sending nibbles my way. There will be more when I have gold around my waist. and I wont need to have the titles of the future I have around my waist right now.

Carter pats the title around his waist before taking it off and leaving it in the locker room.

Arquette: Cocky move by the challenger.

Cann: One man's cocky is another's confident.

Arquette: But this is too far. A guy who holds a title that he can't defend and now just leaves it because he can win real gold tonight after he ran down the world champion.

Cann: I'll give you that. Knocking the champ is a sign of cockiness and arrogance whether it is his opponent tonight Shadow Man or Ruthless Aggression.

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MATCH EIGHT
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

MICHAEL CARTER Vs SHADOW MAN(C)

Match Writer: Jon "Gold" Wilder

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David Arquette: That last match was exciting but this next match is going to make things really hot.

Scott Caan: These last matches tonight are getting better and are nearly pay per view quality on free TV! The Hardcore Championship is on the lines already guys!

Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall, it is a hardcore match and it is for the EWC Hardcore Championship! Making his way first to the ring, the challenger who is standing 5’11” and weighing in at 205 lbs, from Phoenix, AZ he is MICHAEL CARTER!

The lights go out in the arena as the beats start pumping, a green laser light flashes as the lyrics start. When the chorus kicks in the stage lighting goes yellow as Michael Carter walks on the ramp wearing a futuristic ring jacket. Carter climbs the turnbuckle and displays one of his many titles from the future under his ring jacket before taking it off and holding it above his head. Carter lowers the belt and climbs down from the turnbuckle, entering the ring.

Scott Caan: Michael has a great chance to really get his name out there tonight! Could you imagine if he wins the EWC Hardcore Championship from Shadow Man tonight?

David Arquette: Odds are not in Michael Carter’s favor, but he has a chance to win the Hardcore championship from the Hardcore Legend. What a great opportunity he has tonight.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: His opponent, making his way to the ring, standing 6’5” and weighing in at 245 lbs, from New York City, NY, he is one half of the EWC Hardcore Champions, SHADOW MAN!

The lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly gets 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 there 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.

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: The EWC Hardcore Champion, Shadow Man has been undefeated for quite some time now. Is there anyone who can beat him?

Scott Caan: That would be an impressive feat if someone beat Shadow Man but at honestly, Shadow Man might already have a huge advantage coming in this match with the win streak he’s on. But everything changes on a dime here in EWC, we saw Floyd Shooter lose the EWC United States Championship, will Shadow Man be the next?

The bell rings and Michael Carter is the first to strike Shadow Man, who doesn’t have a chance to remove the EWC Hardcore Championship. Carter hits a Dragon Whip into the corner who follows up with a running Dropkick and then throws Shadow Man over the top rope. Michael taunts Shadow Man as he starts standing up.

Stepping up on the turnbuckle, Michael jumps off with a Crossbody but Shadow Man catches him then counters with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex, throwing his opponent into the stairs. Several fans reach out and pat Shadow Man on his championship, who keeps the title around his waist as he goes under the ring to pull out a croquet mallet. He walks over to Michael and swings it several times on his opponent’s leg.

Michael yells as he tries getting away from his opponent. He reaches on to the announce table, grabs David Arquette’s copy of Ready to Rumble and smashes it over his opponent’s head. Shadow drops the mallet, grabs a piece of the shattered DVD and attacks his opponent from behind with a shard from the DVD and starts scratching him deeply.

Trying to get Shadow Man off his back, Michael grabs the ring bell and slams it repeatedly against his opponent’s face. Shadow Man drops the shard and holds his nose, as Michael smashes the bell over his opponent’s lower back. He lunges forward and hits the stairs but his opponent runs at him and drop kicks his opponent’s lower back.

Scott Caan: Lots of back and forth between these two men, not a lot of wrestling but a lot of brawling and weapons as we’ve come to expect with from the Hardcore Division.

Scott Aiello: Michael Carter can turn his bad luck around with a massive victory over Shadow Man tonight. So don’t count him out yet because we’re going to see these two beat each other viciously.

Carter grabs Shadow’s head, smashes him into the turnbuckle then tosses him in. The Hardcore Legend rolls further into the ring and tries to recover as his opponent tosses a 4 iron, a steel chair and a baseball bat with glass into the ring. Michael gets in as Shadow Man grabs the baseball bat and swings it into Michaels arm. He pulls away and slices his opponent’s arm and back. Several of the glass shards break off and Shadow throws it out, grabs the steel chair and begins smashing his opponent over his arms and legs.

Michael yells as he tries to get the golf club. The two start engaging in a weapon fight with both being too equally matched. Shadow Man punches his opponent then hits a T-Bone Suplex, causing him to land on the weapons. He yells loudly, grabs the chair and throws it hard at Shadow Man, hitting in the face. The two stumble backwards and land in a corner but Shadow man recovers first and starts to stomps his opponent over his body.

Michael begins fighting back by tackling his opponent and locks in an Armbar. Shadow Man does his best not to scream and resist the pain. The glass from the bat grinds into both men’s arms as they lay where the shards fell. Because Shadow man refuses to give up, Michael releases his hold, grabs the chair and raises it high then attempts to smash his opponents face but he misses and Shadow Man trips him.

David Arquette: This match has been rough on both of these men. The Hardcore Championship means that much to both of them.

Scott Caan: Night of Champions would look most interesting should we see Michael Carter win the EWC Hardcore Championship tonight. It would also look poor on Shadow Man if he does lose the title. At the same time, if he wins, Michael Carter will have an even bigger hill to climb over.

As his opponent is down, Shadow Man takes the 4 Iron and swings it into his opponent’s ribs, then smashes his opponent’s testicles. Michael rolls over, holding his wounded boys but Shadow forces him up as he pulls him up, hits several Forearm Smashes over his opponent’s face then hits The Death Penalty! He covers for the win…



ONE!...



TWO!...



THREE!!!

The referee stands up with Shadow Man and holds his hand up as the Hardcore Championship remains on Shadow’s waist.

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by pin fall, and STILL EWC HARDCORE CHAMPION! SHADOW MAN!

WINNER BY PIN FALL: SHADOW MAN

David Arquette: Shadow Man continues his undefeated streak with a massive victory tonight, but his eventually opponent in the form of Vice President Xplode could change that in an instant.

Scott Caan: This is most unfortunately for Michael Carter man, but congratulations to Shadow Man on another successful title defense! Xplode must be starting to worry about his odds against Shadow Man now. Folks we’ll be right back.

[EWC]

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LUKE WOLFE

Vs

SMITH JONES
Winner receives an International Championship shot

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Written by: Michael Saint

Arquette: Well Kurt its great to see you here at ringside for this match between Smith Jones and Luke Wolfe.


Caan: And who ever wins gets a shot at your International Title!


Newman: Thanks guys! Its good to be here in Atlanta with all these fine fans to watch this match between Jones and Wolfe. It'll give me some opportunity to see how Wolfe wrestles in person and if Jones has improved since the last time that we faced in the ring.


Caan: Well it's good to see that you're back to your normal self, you sort of scared us all earlier today when you confronted Xplode.


Newman: Well I thought I had lost a good friend on Monday so I sort of went off the deep end. It was unprofessional and I wish I could change some of the things that I did and said but truth be told I wasn't in the right mind frame. No one was giving me any answers as to Shadows condition and I thought people were keeping me in the dark because the worse had happen. But Shadows fine, we talked a little bit ago and everything is fine.


Arquette: Well the EWC universe is happy that Shadow Man is healthy and in good condition after that wrecking ball hit his Taco Truck.


Newman: And you know what, that seems like the only way Xplode and Project Chaos can get business done around here in EWC. All they ever do around here is attack people from behind and use blunt objects to try to end a career. You know what they tells me Arquette? That tells me that those guys know that they can't get it done in the ring. That tells me that they're scared of guys like Shadow Man and myself because they know that they can't beat us one on one. So what do they do? Cheat. Cross that line. Do what ever it takes to win…..and if that's to either end someones career or kill someone then so be it.

Arquette: So Kurt, who are you interested in facing for the International Title then?

Newman: Well guys its pretty simple, I want to face the very best here in EWC. Its been what I've said since day one and its something that I'll continue to say in the present and near future. Now I've already faced Jones in one on one competition and I was able to place a win in my column after that match. So right now I'd like to go one on one with Luke Wolfe just because I haven't faced him one on one yet. You know Luke Wolfe has been the talk of the town as of late and I really want to see if he can back all that hype once he steps in the ring with me. But at the end of the day all I really want is the best and whom ever wins this match will prove to the EWC universe that they are the best.”

Caan: Well do you think that Luke Wolfe or Smith Jones deserve a shot at the International Title?

Newman: Well that’s not my call really. I mean me personally, I think there are some more people that should be in this very match that should be considered to be in the International Title hunt but that’s not my call. If you really want my opinion on the matter, it's more what have you done lately and both guys have had some impressive wins and some impressive matches so far in their EWC career.

Newman: Interesting facts guys, both Smith and Luke here were in that International Insanity Cage Match….you know….the one that I won. Neither one of those guys even came close to winning it. Out of the 30 something people that were in that match, Smith Jones and Luke Wolfe didn't even make it to the final four on the top of that cage.

The lights dim down, it’s a dead silence for about five seconds when “Evil Ways” by the Blue Saraceno hits and Luke Wolfe steps out on stage.

"So I set out, across that way
To strike them down, to make them pay
And change their way... Their Evil Ways..."

Luke walks out on stage, Looking around from side to side with a pale emotionless face. Jessica Andrews steps out behind him slowly, eventually standing side by side. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, Jessica following behind. Luke stops about half way as he flips the hood off his jacket.

"But I cant HIDE! Whoaoh!
I wont hide! Whoaoh!
Yeah, My Evil Ways.... "

He walks down and makes his way to the ring. Walking across the ring he steps up on the corner turnbuckle and suddenly his emotionless face turns to one of anger!

"Well I found out, their hate grows cold.
God rise up, and damn my soul.
Cuz I aint changed, changed my ways..." [/b}

As he raises his arms and forms his hands into a diamond shape, launches into a fury of punches and shouts, the camera panning over him. He takes his jacket off, stepping down he leans back into the turnbuckle. Jessica standing in his corner clapping her hands cheering him on.

"So I cant HIDE! Whoaoh!
I wont hide! Whoaoh!
I CANT HIDE!
I cant hide... My Evil Ways.... "

Emanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is to determine the Number One Contender to the International Championship. Introducing first from Atlanta, Georgia weighing in at Two Hundred Fifteen Pounds Luke Wolfe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘Power’ by Kanye West plays at full volume! During the opening sixteen bars, the lights in the arena slowly fade out to pitch darkness under the vocals of the choir and Kanye’s edgy opening lines. On the first big drum beat, the tron explodes with white pyrotechnics as the arena lights blast to full white! Smith Jones walks out onto the stage dressed to compete in his full length white ring gear with stirrups that cover his white boots. There's a long coloured strip all the way down the right leg of his tights swallowing his right stirrup over his white boot. The left leg is a base of white with a large, coloured fingerprint in thick lines on the left thigh. There is a small maple leaf on the lower leg, just above the left ankle, the same colour as the stripe, the fingerprint, and also the same colour as Candice's lovely dress. The stunning strategist Candice Bergetz comes out onto the stage to a round of cheers somewhat louder than the pop for Jones! They stride confidently down to ringside together as the crowd chants 'Let's go, Smitty! Let's go, Jones!' Candice and Smith are arm in arm as people reach out to high five Candice. They arrive at the steps and Smith lets Candice go first. Smith mounts the steel ring steps and wipes his feet on the apron as Candice waits on the apron and then wipes her feet as well. Jones parts the ropes for his lovely manager before entering the ring himself and taking centre

Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent from Toronto, Ontario Canada weighing in at Two Hundred and Twenty Nine Pounds Smith Jones

The bell rings and our main event is underway! The two men circle around one another in the ring. They come in close and we get a lock up. Go behind by Smith and a takedown. Smith goes to lock his opponent in a full nelson, but Wolfe is way to fresh and right away powers out of the hold. Wolfe goes for a spinning clothesline, but Smith ducks and when Wolfe turns around he gets a boot to the gut. Smith looks to go for his Brainbuster early on, but Wolfe blocks the move and comes back with a snap suplex. Wolfe hits the ropes and goes for a big running knee drop, but Smith rolls out of the way. Both men are to their feet and we got a stand off in the ring as the crowd claps in appreciation.

David Arquette: These two showing off early in the match.

Scott Caan: Looks like they are also trying to end this early on.

Kurt Newman: I have taken on Smith Jones and beat him. He has talent and he will not go down this early. I have seen what Luke Wolfe can do also. These guys both should know that neither will fall right off the bat.

Once again we get a lock up with Wolfe locking in a side headlock. Smith pushes off Wolfe who goes off the ropes and sends Smith down with shoulder block. Wolfe off the ropes again, but this time Smith drops down to the mat and when Wolfe comes off the ropes a third time Smith is able to get around him and land a nice side russian leg sweep. Smith comes off the ropes this time and comes back with a nice splash off the ropes right into a cover

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kickout by Luke Wolfe. Smith has Wolfe and is once again setting up for his Brainbuster. Once again Luke blocks and this time he is able to drop Smith with a snap DDT. Cover by Wolfe this time

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kickout by Smith Jones. Both men are to their feet. Smith send Wolfe to the outside with a nice clothesline over the top rope. Smith off the ropes and comes back wit Tomorrow to the outside.

David Arquette: Smith Jones with a beautiful suicide tope to the outside on Luke Wolfe.

Kurt Newman: It is stuff like that which is why Smith Jones is in the running for my International Championship.

Scott Caan: Are you saying you would rather face Smith Jones than Luke Wolfe.

Kurt Newman: No I already said I want the best competition if Smith Jones wins I will face him. If Luke Wolfe wins I will face him.

Smith stomps on Wolfe on the outside before picking him up. Smith picks up Wolfe and throws him into the outside barricade back first. Smith picks up Wolfe and goes to whip him into the barricade again, but this time Wolfe jumps onto the barricade and then backflips off and catching Smith right into a reverse DDT! The ref is up to five on his count. Wolfe scoops up Smith and throws him back into the ring. Wolfe on the apron and when Smith gets to his feet he gets a springboard missile dropkick. Wolfe with a cover on Smith

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kickout by Smith Jones.

David Arquette: Luke Wolfe looking impressive. In my time as WCW Champion I would do shit like that all the time.

Scott Caan: Really

Kurt Newman: Whatever only WCW Champion worse than you was Vince Russo and that was only by a small margin. Though you are right about Luke Wolfe he is very impressive. This the kind of match I like to see the great mat wrestling technician Smith Jones against Luke Wolfe who may just be the high flyer in EWC today.

Wolfe lets Smith get to his feet and hits the ropes coming back with a thez press. Wolfe with a mounted punch that connects a half a dozen times before the ref makes him get off. Wolfe goes to lock in his Triangle Choke, but Smith is able to wiggle his way out of the hold before it can get locked in all the way. Wolfe hits the ropes and goes for another thez press, but he is caught by Smith who delivers a big time belly to belly suplex! Wolfe is up and once again gets dumped over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Smith hits the ropes and turns Wolfe inside out with a gigantic clothesline! Smith goes to the top rope and comes off with a picture perfect frog splash right into a cover

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kickout by Luke Wolfe.

Smith once again sets up for his Brainbuster, but Wolfe is able to block for a second time. Wolfe goes for a suplex, but Smith drops behind and locks him in The System!

David Arquette: Crossface Chicken Wing and that is Bob Backlund approved! A move that can put away just about anyone seeing as how well Smith Jones perfected it. Are we looking at a win by submission here Kurt Newman?

Kurt Newman: Anything is possible and you are right Smith Jones perfected this hold. One more reason he is a dangerous man.

Scott Caan: What about his obsession with your title?

Kurt Newman: Well if Luke Wolfe does not get out of this he will have his shot at me.

Wolfe is fighting as Smith is able to fall back and get him in a body scissors. Wolfe can't get to the ropes and is looking like he is starting to fade out fast, but refuses to tap out. The ref goes to check him out

His arm drops once



his arm drops twice



His arm drops...No! Luke Wolfe is still in this match! Wolfe fights his way over to the bottom rope to break up the hold. Smith Jones is stalking Luke Wolfe. Smith from behind and drops Wolfe with a backstabber! Cover


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kickout by Luke Wolfe


Smith gets behind Wolfe as he gets to his feet and once again goes to lock in The System, but Luke Wolfe is able to somehow reverse the move somehow right into a Triangle Choke! Smith starts to fight the move first by punching his opponent with a free arm, but that does not work. Smith is now the man that is starting to fade out!


His arm drops once




his arm drops twice





Smith does not get a third time he lets out a primordial scream and gets to his feet with Wolfe still holding on. Smith lets out another scream and this time powerbombs Wolfe to the mat, but Wolfe is still holding on!

Scott Caan: God who is more powerful there? Smith Jones for the powerbomb out of the hold or Luke Wolfe for not releasing the hold.

David Arquette: Kurt Newman you still not caring about who you face?

Kurt Newman: No I am not. This is what EWC fans want to see. These are two of the best we have right now and they are proving it beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Smith Jones once again gets to his feet and Luke Wolfe has not let the hold go. Smith starts to move around Wolfe and is able to do the impossible when he reverses the Triangle Hold into The Brainbuster!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Kurt Newman: What a counter! Proof positive of how much Smith Jones wants my belt that as the most impressive thing I have ever seen.

Scott Caan: A Brainbuster out of a Trinagle Hold insane!

David Arquette: Smith is slowly crawling over into a cover now.

Smith Jones puts one arm on Luke Wolfe


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Smith Jones looks up with shock on his face. Smith Jones picks up Luke Wolfe who drops into a small package

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kickout by Smith Jones. Both men up and Wolfe whips Smith into the corner, but Smith reverse. Smith charges and hits Wolfe with a clothesline into the corner. Smith gets Luke on the top rope and sets up for what looks to be a superplex, but no Wolfe is able to shove Smith off the turnbuckle. Smith gets to his feet and Wolfe comes off with a diving hurricanrana, but instead of going for a pin he rolls through right into his Traingle Choke!!!!!!!! Smith is fighting, but is dead center in the ring nowhere to go. Smith is not going to tap, but is fading out

Arm drops once




Arm drops twice




Arm drops a third time!!!!!!!!!!



Winner by choke-out: Luke Wolfe

Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner Luke Wolfe


The ref helps up Luke Wolfe and raises his hand. Luke starts to back up and bumps into Kurt Newman who has a smile on his face. Luke poised for an attack, but instead Kurt raises the International Championship over his head nodding while Luke Wolfe smiles pointing up at it as if to say "that's mine"

David Arquette: Kurt Newman do not get used to doing that you may not be champion much longer.

Scott Caan: After the showing Luke Wolfe put on this week Kurt Newman is in for the fight of his career very soon. Folks that's everything we have tonight! I'm Scott Caan and with me as always is David Arquette, on behalf of Kurt Newman and the rest of EWC, good night!

The show starts to fade to black as Luke and Kurt continue arguing.

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QUICK RECAP
Nirvana defeated Liz Smalls
Shelley Silvers defeated Melissa Davenport
The Vigilante defeated Alan Christopher
Leon Roberts defeated Peter Van Parker
Ruthless Aggression defeated Ruby
Johnny Raike defeated John Jones
Storm defeated Derek Wellings
Shadow Man defeated Michael Carter
Luke Wolfe defeated Smith Jones