MNB #426 - OTTAWA

[President Mac]

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 426
JUNE 1st 2015



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

» THE ROAD TO NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XII

Live from the CANADIAN TIRE CENTRE in OTTAWA, ONTARIO, CANADA

EWC BRAWL
June 1st 2015
Live From the Canadian Tire Centre in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Head Ref: Earl Hebner
Backstage help: Ace Heart

"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the Stadium.

The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Eighteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to last weeks episode 425.

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship. 

This is followed by highlights of showcasing our Champions: Kurt Newman, Derek Wellings, Shadow Man, Nathan Creed, Mark Storm and Ruthless Aggression

There is a pause as the video package splits in half, one half dedicated to Memphis Reigns & the other half dedicated to MadDawg with the final wording ..




"In Loving Memory ... We will never forget"




The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in the Canadian Tire Centre is electrifying.

Spotlights circle around the arena as the 70,000+ fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans.

A chant begins of

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

MNB

The fans are shown cheering loudly as the camera feed pans back and forth! Home made signs are pumped up and down as fireworks emit behind them, adding yet another reason for the excitement in the arena!

The television feed promptly switches to the announcer's booth, where Joe Aiello sits with the mustachioed Jeremy Piven.

Aiello: Well here we are, another episode of Monday Night Brawl and we creep ever so closer to Night of Champions. It's easy to feel a sense of urgency as we get closer to that day, based on the chaos here. Superstars have been injured, some are out... going as far as our General Manager, Xplode. Do we have any updates on him as of yet?

Piven: As of this time, we don't know much about Xplode beyond that he is still in the hospital. According to reports, he had emergency surgery to stitch up an artery that had been torn during his altercation with Kurt Newman two weeks ago.

Aiello: Is the GM pressing charges?

Piven: Nope. I have a source in the Coalition camp that has gone on record as saying that Xplode has grown a new found respect for Newman, and he has dropped all charges against the International Champion. You know, one thing that could be said about Xplode is that he has a keen eye for talent. I have a feeling that there will be more on this story at a later time.

Aiello: Agreed. Last Friday, President Mac ordered a cease fire between the two factions. I have to say, I am relieved over this. I actually have been arriving for work with a sense of fear in the back of my mind. With cars being destroyed in the parkinglot, and attacks in the locker room now a norm, I have to wonder if that will spill to the EWC employees as well! All of this madness truly needs to come to an end.

Piven: You wouldn't know it based on the fan attendance though, folks! We are in a packed house here, and some are even standing to get a shot at the action. Ratings are at an all time high and the next pay per view has already sold out! I have to ask.. is this what the world enjoys? Carnage, anarchy.. The Coalition? Either way, Xplode has shown that he can bring in the ratings.

The lights dim down as the fans begin to cheer loudly. "Flawless" by Beyonce begins to play as Tara Michaels emerges from backstage! Cameras flash instantly as Tara walks down the rampway, smirking slightly as she heads towards the ring. Slowly, she steps through the ropes and accepts a microphone. The arena continues to applaud her arrival as she smiles.

Piven: Hot.. damn. She is smokin' hot.

Aiello: We are looking at out director of personnel and acting General Manager, Tara Michaels. I had a feeling that she would be here tonight.

Piven: Good. I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave..

Tara waits for the fans to quiet down and then she raises her hand, gesturing to be heard. The fans cheer a bit more, and then silence.

Michaels: Hello, EWC Universe.. and welcome to another Monday Night Brawl. EWC is the standard of excellence in our industry, and for that I am proud. It is because of you all that the EWC is considered the top promotion in the industry.. so thank you so much.

The fans cheer and raises their signs, indicating that they support Tara's comments.

Michaels: Sadly, there are some in our locker room who wish to hinder that positive energy. Last week, our esteemed general manager was brutally attacked by one of our talent. Xplode was forced to defend himself, and he sustained mutiple lacerations that has caused him to be hospitalized. Doctors are reporting that he may ever have full range of motion in his arm again. This is a crime that should not go unpunished. Xplode has chosen to drop all charges, but since I am the interim General Manager at this time.. I have chosen not to. We can not allow this type of behavior in the EWC. I simply will not stand for it. 

The fans cheer even louder now as Ruthann Parks appears on the stage area! Clapping her hands together repeatedly, she mocks Tara Michaels as she makes her way to the ring. Stepping through the ropes, Ruthann accepts a microphone and adjusts the championship belt on her shoulder. Tara Michaels smirks as she stares at her.

Michaels: I figured that you would come out sooner or later. You know, you have been a real challenge for me since I have come to know you. Despite how highly Xplode speaks of you, I can safely say that-

Parks: Don't even finish that sentence! You act like you know Xplode but you don't at all. You are just some slut who has latched on to him, in hopes of making a bit of cash! I know your type, and we don't need it. As Xplode's friend, and the World Champion, it is my duty to-

Michaels: IT IS YOUR DUTY... to shut up and listen. In case you haven't noticed, I am the interim General Manager right now. That means that you will show me a degree of respect. That championship on your shoulder can easily be taken away, if not by one of the more hungry talents in the company than just by my word. You would do well to remember that. Don't think I have forgotten how you attacked me last month. You put your hands on me and I can ASSURE you.. that will never happen again.

The fans begin to boo now as Ruthann Parks glares at Tara Michaels. Tara steps forward and continues to speak, her voice more of a growl.

Michaels: Your title reign thus far has been very successful. You should be proud of yourself. The thing is, no one can truly stay on top forever. How long you remain on top is based not just on your skill in the ring, but on your professionalism out of it. Keep that in mind.

Parks: You are lucky that Mac has issued a cease fire.. but then again.. I am not sure that it applies to me. You see, I am neither Coalition nor one of Mac's Army. I think that means that I am free to kick your ass whenever I please.

The fans begin to cheer now as Ruthann steps towards Tara Michaels! Michaels backs away, hsi face showing her growing fear as Ruthann smirks.

Michaels: WAIT A MINUTE! YOU NEED TO THINK THIS THROUGH!! THIS IS A CAREER CHOICE THAT YOU ARE MAKING HERE!

Parks: It always is.. but that has never stopped me.

Ruthann grabs Michaels by the throat, bringing her down to one knee instantly! The fans cheer as Michaels pleads for her life, causing Parks to shake her head and grit her teeth! 

Security teams erupts from the backstage area!!!

Racing down the rampway, Security guards slide into the ring and shoves Parks away from Tara Michaels! Both the guards and Ruthann stare at one another as Michaels chokes, gasping for air! Ruthann Parks tries to lunge once more at Michaels but is kept at bay as the security guards multiply in the ring, filling it up quickly. Now regaining herself, Tara Michaels picks up her microphone and speaks..

Michaels: Listen, bitch. You may be bigger.. and tougher.. than I am. What you are NOT though is smarter. I anticipated your little temper tantrum tonight and had my security team at ready, just in case. I am going to fine you 10000.00 for putting your hands on me tonight.. and if it happens again.. you can expect a suspension. That would be very bad for you, Ruthann. You see, a suspended champion can not defend her title... and that would make you in-eligble of carrying that distinction. I hope you can see where I am heading with that.

Ruthann tries one last time to attack Tara but then backs away. Finally, she exits the ring but not before saying one last thing.

Parks: This ain't over. You fucked with the wrong bitch.

Michaels: It's funny.. I was thinking the same thing about you, but I don't think I was wrong about anything though. Now get the hell out of here! NOW! GO HUG THAT CHAMPIONSHIP BELT.. WHILE YOU STILL CAN!

Ruthann shakes her head as she walks up the rampway. The feed slowly fades out as we see Ruthann glaring at Tara Michaels. In the ring, the security exit and land at ringside, pointing in Ruthann's direction and slowly follow her.

Aiello: Well that certainly is one way to start things here on Brawl! Before we head to commercials, here's our brand new recap of tonight's pre-show matches!

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PRE-SHOW MATCH 1

KREATURE Vs BRANDON NYTRUS

Aiello: First off we had the debuts of Kreature and Brandon Nytrus. These two did not disappoint at all. In fact, you would have thought these two were both already established wrestlers in the EWC by the battle they put on. It was incredibly even throughout the match with both wrestlers having moments of advantage over the other. I am looking forward to seeing them both on regular BRAWL programming next week


Piven: Agreed, I was really impressed by both men tonight. This could have easily been a main event match by how even and close they kept things. very exciting and very promising futures for these two. In the end, Brandon had just a LITTLE more left in the tank then Kreature and snuck away with the W

WINNER: Brandon Nytrus

PRE-SHOW MATCH 2

EMMA LOUISE Vs SABRIYNN CASSIDY

Aiello:  Next we had the debuts of the two newest Ladies in the EWC, Emma and Sabriynn. Boy oh boy did these ladies steel the show or what? They were absolutely fantastic. The second the bell went these two charged at each other which got this entire building rocking. We will be replaying highlights from this match for weeks if not months to come

Piven:  I was really impressed with the enduring Cassidy showed here tonight. Emma got the upper-hand a few times in the match, but Cassidy always proved to bounce back and take momentum with her. Unfortunately for Cassidy, she couldn't do it one final time as Emma managed to wrap her up for the 3 count

WINNER: Emma Louise

PRE-SHOW MATCH 3

METAL BLACK Vs LISA LORIANN LYON

Aiello: After two incredibly exciting and close matches, we came to our third and final set of debuts. Metal Black and Lisa Loriann Lyon. Sadly, the only animal in this match was all Metal Black. Lisa looked lost the entire match. I think the stage proved to be too big for her in this debut and Metal Black took advantage

Piven: What's not to like about Metal Black? She took advantage of every opportunity had never once had to go on defense. This was the most dominant victory by a Woman in EWC history. Metal Black is for real, and she is going to kick everyones ass. Count me excited. Oh and boner. 

WINNER: Metal Black

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COMMERCIAL

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HARDCORE WRESTLING RETURNS TO EWCTV & HBO THIS JULY

[President Mac]

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BACKSTAGE

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We return from commercial in one of the sky-boxes within the Canadian Tire Centre, where Ace Heart is standing, microphone in hand. 

Ace: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m up here with one of EWC’s newest signees, Emma Lockheart. 

Emma looks up, screwing the cap onto the Dr Pepper bottle she was drinking from. She stands, holds the bottle up with a cheesy smile and takes the mic from Ace.

Emma: Sup bitches! Name’s Emma… yeah another one. Yup, I’m here in EWC, and you know what’s funny about that. I put my advert up for a job a little while back, and these guys didn’t even get back to me! You know what though, a little bit of hard work pays off. 

Well, finally, I’ve made this place my home, and I intend to show you all why they call me the Celtic Kickass. I’ve been around the world, seen a lot, and done that much more. But there was always something that wasn’t quite right. Now, I get to rectify that problem. 

Next week on Monday Night Brawl, on the road to Night of Champions, this Irish lass won’t be up here enjoying me some sweet Dr Pepper, I’ll be down there, earning my paycheck. And for anyone wondering, I don’t work by the hour. 

To you people out there, and you people in the back, take notice, ‘cause we can be the best of friends. I’m here to have some damn fun, but if you feel like you can pick on me just because I’m a little lass, I might rip your damn arm out. 

I’m gonna prove to everyone, that who you once were doesn’t define who you are now. See you next week. 

She throws the mic back at Ace, who just about catches it. 

Ace: Well, there you have it. Emma Lockheart, next week on Monday Night Brawl.

The feed cuts back to Joe Aiello and Jeremy Piven at ringside. 

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MATCH 4

JTC Vs CHRIS MAVERICK

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"Psychosocial" by Slipknot hits the arena as Chris Maverick steps out onto the stage with valet Lucy Middley. Maverick headbangs along to the music before slowly making his way down the ramp to the ring. The fans boo as he smirks their way.

Aiello: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Brawl!

Jessica Stroup: The following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 209 pounds... "C-Mav..." CHRIS MAVERICK!!!

They chant "You Sold Out" towards Maverick as he waves toward them. Lucy throws her hand up for a wave and the fans cheer loudly. Maverick gets aggravated at her response staring her down cold. Lucy returns his stare as he makes his way up the ring steps to the apron. Maverick walks to the middle of the apron and sits on the second rope pushing the top rope up with his shoulder. He motions for Lucy to enter the ring with his free hand in a way that brings on even more boo's from the crowd. Maverick smirks as Lucy enters the ring as he looks down her top following her into the ring. Maverick smirks again at the fans slowly bringing his arms into the air flipping off the crowd. Maverick lays across the top rope laughing at the crowd before removing his jacket and teasing throwing it out to the crowd, but instead he hands it over to Lucy as more boo's reign down from the crowd.

"Get Up! (feat. Skrillex)" by Korn hits the pa system as smoke fills the stage.

Aiello: Here we go ladies and gentlemen!

Piven: Oh man... I can tell this match will be GREAT!

JC Styles comes walking out taunting the fans as he gets to the ring and slides in.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent... from Milwaukee, WI, weighing in at 238 pounds... "The Bad Guy..." JOHNATHAN THOMAS CROSS!!!!

DING DING DING!!

The match starts off as Chris Maverick and JTC tie up in the center of the ring. JTC gets him in the headlock, while Maverick goes behind him into the waist lock. Maverick picks up JTC into a german suplex, but JTC gets up and follows up with an arm drag. JTC irish whips Maverick to the ropes as he gets hit with a clothesline. JTC goes up to the top rope as Maverick gets up and JTC goes for the crossbody, but Chris Maverick catches him in mid air and does a body slam. Maverick looks at the fans and puts his ear out so he can hear the fans boo, but JTC gets him with a roll up from behind.

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Maverick gets out of the pin and JTC hits him with the dropkick. JTC taunts as the crowd cheer and boo at him at the same time, following that, Maverick punches him from behind as he whips JTC to the corner. As Maverick is running behind JTC, JTC runs up to the top rope and hits Maverick with the Whisper in the Wind!

Aiello: Oh! Maverick almost had him but JTC was just too smart to let him be capable of anything!

Piven: Maverick needs to get his game up as quickly as possible if he wants to be the winner of this match!

Aiello: HEY HEY HEY! LOOK OUT!

JTC runs towards the rope as Maverick gets up right away and hits him with the spear! Maverick punches him on the ground repeatedly as the ref starts counting from 1 to 5. Maverick lets go at the count of 4 but argues with the ref, telling him that he "doesn't listen to jackasses like you."  Maverick quickly picks him up and lifts him up in a suplex position, leaving him in the air for a while.

Aiello: JTC must have some blood flowing through his brain now!

Piven: Isn't that kind of obvious?

Aiello: Wow, way to kill the commentary...

Piven: I'm only a commentator and I'm not even getting paid that much for this, so you shouldn't be talking.

Maverick finally drops JTC into the vertical suplex. Maverick goes on the second ropes to taunt as fans are booing loudly around the arena, chanting "Maverick sucks!" and "JTC! JTC! JTC!" Maverick goes down from the second ropes. He starts walking towards JTC but JTC catches him, trips Maverick and locks in the crossface. The referee starts asking Maverick if he wants to quit now, but Maverick refuses. Fans are chanting "TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP" as you hear the sound of people hitting against the barricade. Maverick attempts to crawl to the ropes but JTC doesn't let him and applies more pressure to it. Maverick begins to slowly fade away but shakes his head to stay awake. Suddenly, Maverick gets on one knee and then finally gets up, elbowing him from behind. Maverick whips him to the ropes but JTC hits Maverick with the dropkick. Maverick goes flying back towards the rope, but comes back in with a rebound lariat! Maverick and JTC are both down as the ref begins to count to 10.

Aiello: Jeez, that lariat looked like his head was gonna fly off into the audience!

Piven: I'm not sure if these two men can get up now...

Maverick and JTC start crawling to the ropes. JTC grabs the ropes and pulls him self up, as Maverick does the same. Both are leaning in the opposite corners of each other. Both of them run at each other. Maverick goes for another lariat, but JTC ducks and runs towards the rope, following that with a running enzuigiri to the back of the head. JTC gets pumped up as the fans start to cheer for him. JTC picks up Maverick and throws him out on the apron. He goes onto the apron with him with JTC hitting a piledriver on the apron! Fans start to cheer loudly.

Aiello: OH MY GOD! DID YOU JUST SEE THAT!??!?

Piven: Maverick has got to be dead!

The ref cannot believe what he just saw! The ref starts counting to 10 as JTC gets up and gains ability to balance again. JTC picks up Maverick and sends him into the ring post, and then back into the ring. JTC goes onto the top rope and hits Maverick with the diving leg drop. JTC sets up for the finish as Chris Maverick begins to get up. JTC hits Maverick with the Knock-Out Kick (Kicks out the knees and goes behind the superstar as they goes on their knees and superkicks the back of the head), sending Maverick down on the floor. JTC goes for the pin...

Piven: Cover!

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Maverick kicks out at the last second! JTC cannot believe that Maverick still has some fight in him. JTC picks up Maverick but Maverick comes back with a couple of punches towards JTC. Maverick kicks JTC in the gut and hits JTC with the Canadian Destroyer! Maverick starts coming back as his girlfriend starts clapping for him. Maverick sets up for his finisher as JTC begins to get up, holding his head. Maverick goes to JTC and hits him with the Resolution of Death (Chris grabs his opponent and under hooks his opponent and lifts them up and drops on his butt connecting the Resolution of Death)! Chris begins to hold his head and falls onto the mat before he can even make the pin. The ref doesn't know what happened to Maverick as JTC begins to get up.

Aiello: What the hell just happened to Maverick?

Piven: I think this is JTC's time to take it all!

JTC looks around the arena as Maverick is still down. JTC shouts as he walks over to Maverick, when all of a sudden a man unfamiliar hops over the barricade and gets on the apron, distracting the referee. Maverick hits JTC with the lowblow, as his girlfriend hands him brass knuckles. Maverick punches JTC straight in the jaw with the brass knuckles as he throws him out of the ring. The man hops off the apron as Maverick goes for the cover.

Aiello: You've gotta be kidding me...

Piven: Who was that man?

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DING DING DING!!!

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner.... CHRIS MAVERICK!

Chris Maverick looks around and makes a gun with his fingers. He points it at JTC and shoots. Chris Maverick's girlfriend goes into the ring and hugs Maverick as she raises Maverick's arm in the air. Maverick goes out of the ring and looks around the arena, as fans boo at Maverick very loudly. The camera switches to the backstage area.

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BACKSTAGE

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The scene cuts backstage as Kurt Newman is walking backstage. Dressed in his wrestling gear, he leads the way as Alyssa Devine follows Kurt as she holds the International Title in one arm, the Tag Team Title in the other arm, and the Awesome Title around her waste. Walking down the hall way, they are quickly stopped by Ace Heart.

Ace Heart: Kurt! You have a few minutes to talk to your good friend Ace Heart?!?

Kurt tries to walk past Ace but Ace places the microphone right on his face. A little bit annoyed by this, Kurt does his best to crack a smile as he slowly pushes the microphone off his face.

Kurt Newman: Not now man, sort of getting in the mood before my match with Creed.

Ace Heart: Fantastic! Now word has it that James Kash isn't happy with what you did to X last week and that he might be wanting revenge on you in the near future. You have a response for him.

Again Kurt places the microphone right up to Kurt's face. Kurt bights his tongue as he pushes the microphone away from his face.

Kurt Newman: Kash wants a piece of good old Kurt Newman huh? The personal lackey of X has a problem with me? I can see why Kash is mad at me because I have no idea how Kash is going to do a promo now without X by his side to hold his hand and tell him what to say and do. If Kash has a problem with what I did then he can do this two ways, be a little bitch like X is and attack me from behind......or be a man and look me in the eyes and try to beat the shit out of me just like I did. But I can promise you something right now Kash, you attack me head on and I'll promise you that I'll put up more than a fight than what X did. But continue to think that you're top shit in this fed because I'll be more than happy to show everyone that you're nothing more than a one dollar bill in this fed while I'm a hundred dollar bill that's ready to make it rain in this club.

Ace Heart: Fantastic! And what about your match with Nathan Creed. Any last words for him?

Kurt Newman: I've spent enough of my breath on the little man. I think I'll let my actions do the rest of the talking now.

With that, Kurt walks past Ace and continues to walk down the hall way. Alyssa follows but stops and gives a quick kiss towards the camera before following Kurt.

Ace Heart: You have it here folks! The Big Bad Voodoo Daddy himself! Now excuse me, I'm going to get me some scotch.

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MATCH 5

CHAMPION VS CHAMPION NON TITLE MATCH

KURT NEWMAN (C) Vs NATHAN CREED (C)

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"Anxiety" blares in the arena; the crowd explode to their feet to take a gander at one of their favorite extremists, Nathan Creed, stepping out center stage. His golden mane draping down the shoulders of his black leather jacket and toothy grin peering through his thick beard, he paused with his hands placed on his sides looking out to all sides of the arena. 

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is set for one fall, introducing first, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 225lbs, he is the EWC United States Champion... Nathan Creed!!!!

He then walked a moderate pace down the ramp that was guided by a spotlight that dangled up above as green lights lit up parts of the crowd and ring. Nathan slapped five with a line of his fans that sat in the front row, then ascended up the cold steel steps. He walks the apron until he comes to a stop in it's center, raises his fist in the air with confidence, and enters through the top and middle ropes. Upon doing so, he approaches the nearest turnbuckle - climbing to the second highest level - clenches his fist and holding them high into the air for everyone to see.

The arena erupts with cheers as Voodoo Child by Stevie Ray Vaughn begins to play throughout the arena. Kurt makes his way out with a cocky smile on his face as billions of flashes from cameras from the fans cover him. With the International Title around his waist, Kurt motions with his hands for the fans to cheer even louder. Quickly following Kurt is Alyssa Devine who holds the Awesome Title and the International Title on her shoulders. Taking Kurt by the arm Alyssa escorts Kurt Newman down to the ring. 

Jessica Stroup: “Standing at 6’0, 220lbs! Coming from Chicago Illinois…..he is The Big Bad Voodoo Daddy and the EWC International Champion……..Kurt Newman!

Standing on the ring apron, Kurt sits on the middle rope and watches as Alyssa bends over and makes her way through the rope but stops just as her butt is inches away from Kurt’s crotch. Kurt bites his hand and stares as Alyssa’s butt as it goes back and forth in front of him. Alyssa gives a sexy smile to the camera and blows a kiss before entering the ring. Kurt quickly flips into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring with his arms out raised in the sky as the crowd throws hundreds of colorful streamers of different colors into the ring. Kurt claps his hands in celebration as he quickly grabs the Awesome Title from Alyssa and jumps to a nearby ring post and lifts up the Awesome Title, the Tag Team Title, and the International Title up in the air to show off the titles to the masses. 

Jumping off the turnbuckle, Kurt kisses all three titles before handing them over to Alyssa. As the stage crew pulls all the streamers out of the ring, Alyssa makes her way out of the ring leaving Kurt standing in a corner ready for this match.

DING DING DING

Aiello: Here we go in what should be a very good match.

Piven: Two very technical and fast paced superstars, you're right, this should be good!

We start the match off with the two champs locking up, collar and elbow. Newman gets the early advantage by locking a rear waist lock in. Creed uses his momentum to bring both of them two the ropes. He holds on as the ref forces Newman to break the hold. Creed turns around and is met with a swift roundhouse to the chin, sending him to the mat. Creed pops up and holds his chin, trying to shake it off. The two opponents circle the ring with each other, they then lock up once more. Newman takes the advantage yet again, this time with a side headlock. But this time, Creed bounces him off the ropes and on the rebound goes around him and hits him with a swift German Suplex. He holds him there for a quick pin.

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Aiello: Quick kick out by Newman!

Creed picks Newman up and works him into the corner with a few punches. He connects with some back chops on the turnbuckle, followed by some "woo"s from the crowd. A few connect before Newman counters and pushes him into the same corner. He begins to work Creed with some punches to the head. He is forced out by the referee. He runs to try and hit a corner dropkick but Creed ducks out of the way and Newman misses and falls to the mat. Creed hits a quick standing fist drop onto the forehead of Newman, who pops up right after the fist connects. Creed continues to pursue Newman. He Irish Whips him to the opposite ropes and on the rebound he goes for a back drop, but Newman leaps over and hits a Sunset Flip and pins Creed.

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Newman slides out from the pin as Creed rolls over and stays on the mat holding his back. Newman bounces off the ropes and connects with a falling elbow drop to the seemingly injured back of Nathan Creed.

Piven: It seems that the International Champ sees an opening.

Aiello: You're right, Piven, it seems like that back of Creed was tweaked there on that Sunset Flip.

Newman picks Creed up and pushes him into a corner. He holds him there for a moment and throws him into the opposite corner with a very forceful Irish Whip, which hurts Creed's back more as he falls to the mat holding it. Newman slides Creed towards the center of the ring and slaps on a Camel Clutch. Creed screams out in pain. The crowd is trading "Let's go Newman!" "Nathan Creed!" chants. Alyssa Devine is shown smiling, showing support for her man. Creed tries to wiggle out of the predicament. Newman's grip is tight. Creed begins to crawl and scratch for the ropes. Newman breaks the hold and tries to drag him back to the center, but Creed flips over and kicks him off. He stands gingerly and ducks a Newman clothesline attempt and hits a back suplex. The two lay on the mat as the ref begins to count.

Aiello: How close is this match!? These two men have maintained a very high pace throughout this match!

Piven: Like we said at the outset, these two men are amazing athletes, we expected this kind of match-up from these guys!

At the count of 7, both men have groggily made their way to their feet. Creed quickly takes the momentum. He punches Newman with a few strikes and kicks him in the gut. With Newman bent over, Nathan connects with a snap DDT. He rolls over and uses the ropes to get himself out. Newman is out. Creed picks him up to his knees and bounces off the ropes and hits a running dropkick to the side of the head. He goes for a pin.

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Creed begins to look frustrated. He picks Newman up, he then punches him in the head a couple times and then bounces himself off the ropes and goes for a spinning head scissors, but is caught by Newman who picks him up into powerbomb position, he then hits him with a sit-out powerbomb. Both men are spent. Newman crawls in for a cover.

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Kick out!

Aiello: Oh wow! Creed kicked out! Injured back and all!

Piven: That took a lot out of him right there! What a move by Newman! You don't usually see him go for that kind of stuff.

Newman slowly makes his way to the corner. He then gets to the top rope. He stands and flips, looking for a moonsault but is caught and is hit with "The Credo". The crowd erupts. Both men are out. Creed can't even go for the pin.

Suddenly three men wearing masks walk out onto the ramp.

Piven: Wait a minute...

Aiello: Who are these guys!?

The three men casually make their way to the ring as Newman and Creed begin to move around and try and get to their feet. The three men each grab a chair from ringside.

Aiello: Wait, wait... What are these guys doing?!

Piven: This doesn't look good at all...

The men surround the ring and enter. They then begin to relentlessly beat down on Newman and Creed. They pick up Creed and throw him into a chairshot. They do they same to Newman. Creed is busted open and is bleeding profusely.

Referees and officials all run down the ramp and pry the men off of Newman and Creed.

They check on the superstars, who are completely motionless and knocked out.

Piven: It appears security has finally got things under control here, but Kurt Newman and Nathan Creed both look badly hurt as the medics are checking in on them

Aiello: Question is, who the hell were those three masked men? Why come out and attack our United States Champion and International Champion like that? 

Piven: Probably three men with a death wish that's for sure. I can't imagine President Mac is going to be ok with what just happened to two of his most prominent performers here tonight, especially this close to Night of Champions

Aiello: Wait a minute.. is that? Who is that? Someone is standing at the ramp ..  

El Diablo: Is this the best that the Extreme Wrestling Corporation has to offer?

Boos start to pour in

Aiello: It looks like that's HCW: Lucha Libre President El Diablo 

Piven: He looks intimidating as fuck

Aiello: Language

El Diablo: Boo all you want punta's, El Diablo doesn't care. Your so called (does air quotes) "Champions" just got laid out HCW style

There are a few chants of "LUCHA" and "H-C-W" but they are quickly drowned out by "SUCKS" and more boo's

El Diablo: That's ok my sheep, soon everyone will realize that the EWC is an inferrior product compared to the traditions and speckle that is Lucha Libre. Consider this a message to everyone here, the HCW is no ones bitch.. you are all warned

El Diablo drops his mic and flips off the audience as he walks backwards behind the curtain followed closely with his three goons

Aiello: Well there you have it. El Diablo has issued a warning to the rest of the EWC

Piven: I don't think Newman or Creed got the message.. but they will.. when they watch back the tape of tonight, they are going to be pissed

Aiello: Folks, we will be right back after these messages from our sponsors

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And once more, a commercial cued, but a commercial not received! You know what you get instead.

It's the medieval times now, or so it appears at least, what with knights clashing with blaggards. Kings hiding behind yeomen. People dying of easily treatable diseases and ailments.

A damsel screams from a tower. Said damsel has every reason to be screaming; she's about to be abducted! The good guys are just a moment too late! A vile blaggard, covered in black iron armour studded with spikes gets his clutches on the damsel. Actually, we don't know if it's a "his" because he's fully armoured, but... come on... come on...

Anyway, he flies with her under one arm - luckily not impaling her in the process - from high up the tower onto a waiting horse, whose back is strangely enough not immediately broken from the impact. No, this is a real nightMARE of a horse, also fitted with similar armour to its rider, so you KNOW this is this villain's steed!

He rides off, the damsel screaming all the while. The horse comes to a dusty halt; mere inches away from its face is the point of a lance. At the end of the lance is a heroic knight, dressed in white steel armour, his horse in similar accoutrement.

"Hand over the lady, fiend!" the hero says heroically.

The blaggard merely shakes his head.

"Then prepare to do battle!" the hero exclaims as he deftly jumps off his horse.

The blaggard sits the damsel atop his equally evil, if not more so evil horse. He leaps off, a cloud of dust kicking up as his nasty metal feet collide with the ground.

The hero brandishes an Excalibur-esque mighty blade. The blaggard brandishes an ebon-bladed equivalent, let's call it Hexcalibur. The battle commences! Clang clang clang! Shing shing shing! Tong tong tong!

Aha, but a cheapshot from the blaggard catches the hero off-guard! The hero staggers back! the blaggard charges in for the kill! The hero weakly raises Excalibur... time stops...

The damsel looks on, first with concern, then with excitement, for the blaggard has been run through!

The blaggard slowly falls to the ground as the sword what fell him is extracted from his rib cage. Hero reunites with damsel. Evil horse runs off like a fuckin' chickenshit. Hero places damsel on hero horse. They're about to ride off, when something doesn't seem right; the horse isn't going anywhere. The hero hasn't said anything. The horse is somehow missing its head! The damsel shrieks, and turns around to see the hero missing a head or two himself! She tumbles off the hero horse corpse, utterly inconsolable.

Then, the reason for this sudden dual-decapitation that the damsel somehow didn't see happening despite being as close to the action as human possible, is revealed: the spiked blaggard lives! Blood gushes from a hole in his armour. Hexcalibur has cleaved a horse and man in twain! Huckleberry SKINNED! None of that makes any sense, but I couldn't pass up the puns. Sorry.

Anyway, from within the helmet, a hideous laugh echos outward, made more audible with the removal of said head armour...

It's Living Dead Karl... isn't it?!

"Bitch, I TAKES what I waaaaaaaaaaaants, and..."

He grabs a hold of the damsel, but then looks over at the headless hero. Then back at the damsel, back at the hero, back at the damsel, then, he shrugs and dumps her hard on the ground.

"...and... I waaaaaaaaaaaaant... HIM!" he says as he dives onto the headless corpse, gnawing away at the neck stump. The damsel's mind finally snaps, and she tears at her hair as she runs off screaming wildly.

The video finally fades out, as the following words appear on the screen:

*No animals were harmed in this video. People, sure, but you don't give a shit about people anyway.*

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[President Mac]

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BACKSTAGE

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The feed returns from it's commercial break as we see James Kash standing in the ring. Dressed in a sharp suit, James looks out at the fans as they respond with a chorus of boos! Kash smirks as trash is tossed into the ring around him, some of it bouncing off of his shoulders and upper torso.

Aiello: We are back from commercial with the action already in progress! The fans are still in shock from the attack or should I say, invasion by HCW just moments. ago. No word yet on how Creed and Newman are doing, but the blood has been cleaned up in the ring, security is even tighter now. Focusing on right now, James Kash has come out here tonight and he looks like he has a lot on his mind!

Piven: I honestly think the Coalition do not know what to do with themselves with the cease fire active! What purpose could this be?

Aiello: The last time that we saw Kash, he was backstage during the altercation between Xplode and Kurt Newman. Kash ran to Xplode's aid, but was too late to make a difference. I am guessing that this will have something to do with that incident.

Piven: There are a lot of hurt feelings and hateful intentions in that locker room, man. 

The fans continue to boo James Kash as he stands there, seemingly soaking it all in. Finally, Kash raises a hand and signals that he would like to speak. The fans continue to yell at him for a time, but then finally agree to quiet down as Kash waits patiently...

James Kash: Boo all you want, folks. I completely agree with you. This place is a damn mess. As most of you have probably heard by now, one of the greatest men of our time.. Xplode.. was viciously attacked last week. I mean, he is our damn General Manager! Where I come from, that is a big no-no. Just as I would expect though, the front office hasn't done a damn thing about it. You know, when I first arrived here in the EWC, I will admit, I had a hard time picking a side in this war. The actions... or lack of actions.. on President Mac's behalf, have cemented me fully in the Coalition. Justice must be served.. one way or another.

The fans continue to boo loudly now as Kash paces the ring.

James Kash: Look, I am not the cause of this crap! If anything, I am a savior for you all! I am fighting for stability, a return to greatness, and only one man can take us to that point.. and that man is Xplode. I have come out here tonight to demand an audience with our President, so that I can get some answers! President Mac claims to want peace and yet, he offers no resolutions to the problems around here! He has stood by and allowed the locker room to tear itself apart from the inside out, only to show his stupid face on the television or some web site with claims of love, respect.. and family. Trust me. (Laughing) There ain't no family around here other than the Coalition.

The fans continue to boo even louder now as James Kash removes his jacket.

James Kash: Last week, Kurt Newman took a shot at the General Manager. I had a gut feeling that he would do so due to his inability to cope with his tag team partners sudden.. lack of health. I stuck around, just in case, to look over X but sadly, I was too late. The damage was done. I know that if Xplode was here tonight, he would bury his foot so far up Newman's ass that he would be smelling shoe for weeks.. but he is not. I am though, and I would like to think that I can do a pretty good impersonation of him. That being said, Newman got what he deserved tonight by those 3 HCW Stooges, and add to the fact I am not buying into this "Cease Fire" bullshit. I want President Mac to walk down to this ring and answer my questions, or I will head into that locker room and take the head off of whomever stands in my way! Mac has... 5 seconds.

The fans suddenly cheer as Kurt Newman's theme song begins to play loudly! Stepping out unto the stage, Newman looks out at James Kash, a large bruise under his right eye, and bandages on his forehead from the chair attack, he also has his left arm in a sling. Newman says nothing as he hobbles down the ramp-way and enters the ring.

Piven: HOLY SHIIIIIIT. Newman, who was attacked just moments ago, and was lying on the mat motionless.. carried out in a stretcher.. he's out here.. he's actually out here.. WOW... this is gonna get good. Kurt Newman is here, and you can bet that he won't put up with any of Kash's comments. I have to say though, that is a nice shiner that he is sporting there.

Aiello: The International Champion has been main eventing for weeks with much success. Newman's stock has risen greatly due to this. The fans are going absolutely insane at this courage put on by Newman. This could be a pivotal moment in his career.

Newman enters the ring and stands across from Kash. Both men look out at the fans. Kash is the first to speak.

James Kash: Do yourself a favor and think a moment before you open you mouth. You see, there are only two of us in this ring here, and that means that I have the ability to dot your other eye before any security teams get out here to stop me.

Kurt Newman: That's right.. my eye is busted up pretty good thanks to Xplode. My head is busted open due to whoever the hell attacked me from HCW. My arm is in a sling. My knee is swollen to all hell ... I would like to point out though that Xplode is not here tonight, thanks to me. I gave him the gift of a week's stay in a comfortable hospital bed, complete with bed pans and all! I would also like to point out that those HCW punks high-tailed it out of here before I could get to them. Finally I'd also like to point out that I do agree that there are only two of us in this ring, but that also allows me the time to rip your tongue off and wipe my ass with it!

The fans cheer loudly now as both men close the gap between one another!

Kurt Newman: Let's face the facts, Kash. You have had the red carpet rolled out for you since you arrived in the EWC. Xplode has backed you financially and put his muscle behind you from the start. I get it, that's a huge push. The thing is, he can only push you so far. Sooner or later, it comes down to what you can do in this ring. I won the EWC International championship on my own, with hard work and determination. I didn't need some relic from the past to throw cash in my direction to gain my golden ticket.

James Kash: What are you getting at?

Kurt Newman: I am saying that, in my eyes, you haven't earned a damn thing! The opponents you have beaten are laughable, the credibility you think you have earned.. non-existent if only in your own mind. You are alone here tonight, and that means that you have no one to bail you out of trouble should you find yourself in some and guess what, handsome?

The crowd cheers as Newman smiles.

Kurt Newman: You just found some.

Kash laughs sarcastically as the fans really get behind Newman.

James Kash: Now.. my turn. You say that my defeated opponents are laughable, yet I was the one who defeated the undefeated Nathan Creed. Last time I checked, you couldn't even beat him in the ring a few weeks ago or here tonight. My credibility that I have earned is when I advanced to the Semi-Finals of the EWC Championship Tournament and yet you were defeated by Tony Savage.  I would say that my credibility is very existent, where are yours ,not so much Kurt Newman.

Kash smirks at Newman after correcting his misjudgments.

James Kash: You are the EWC International Champion. In my book, that classifies you as the second rate title holder on the block. Hell, you are actually THIRD seeing as we have two World Titles around here! The opponents you have faced could be considered hand picked as well, and up to this point, your greatest achievement in the company could be the stupid little posts that you put up on twitter. I assure you, you have NEVER faced anyone like me, and if you don't watch your mouth, I may end up proving that to you! It doesn't matter how many of these silly little fans stand behind you, the fact remains the same. You.. are a joke. You are a joke that just isn't funny anymore.

Kurt Newman: Then maybe you should do something about that.

James Kash: Xplode held back when you attacked him because he is a professional. His role as General Manager is pivotal in this company, and an altercation with you was simply not worth jeopardize that. I, on the other hand, have nothing to lose by strangling you with that title on your shoulder.. at the right time. You see, I don't dirty my knuckles for free. Kicking your ass and embarrassing you is not enough compensation for my services. I want a sanctioned match.. 

Kurt Newman: Fine with me.

The fans cheer loudly now as President Mac appears on the video screen! Both competitors turn and look in his direction as he speaks in front of a red curtain!

President Mac: Enough. First of all, we do not allow our talent to go about deciding who fights and when. That is simply not how business is done around here. While I commend the motivation involved here, a match between you two is simply not going to happen at this time. I suggest you both go cool off and allow the show to continue.

James Kash turns and yells at the President Mac!

James Kash: XPLODE DESERVES JUSTICE!

President Mac: Let's be honest here, James. The Coalition have done committed plenty of crimes over the last few months. I think it's fair to call what happened in that locker room last week a wash. Both sides, my camp included, have acted out of character.. particularly Kurt Newman. The EWC is about legacy, history.. and the chance to be great. I no longer have time for personal vendettas and backstage drama. It's time to get back to business. I will think over how to satisfy the situation best, be it by commissioning a match later down the road.. or by some other means. For now though, I am asking the both of you to return to the locker room and respect the cease fire that I have put into place. Any violent acts, out of normal competition, will be met with immediate suspension, regardless of who performs it. Is that understood?

Kash and Newman glare at one another. Finally, Kash backs away and hops out of the ring. He then walks up the rampway as Kurt Newman watches him.

President Mac: Thank you. Now if you will excuse me.. I've got a crazed Mexican to find

Kash reaches the stage when suddenly, Kurt Newman speaks.

Kurt Newman: HEY KASH?!

James Kash turns around and looks in his direction.

Kurt Newman: This isn't over.. trust me.

Kash smiles.

James Kash: Good.

The feed slowly fades out.

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MATCH 6

SMITH JONES Vs CORY CHEVELLE

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Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following Single’s Match is scheduled for one fall!!!

“Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either fool, or a coward. He Who that can not take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say unto his assailant: 'If I live, I will kill you.' 'If I die, you are forgiven. Such is the rule.. of Honor.”

BOOM! Just as the opening chords of “Devil gets your soul” by Nick Nolan open, the stage is lit up by a large explosion on stage! The entrance is nearly blocked out of sight completely with a huge cloud of smoke, and a silhouette begins emerging. A massive shadowy frame then walks forward, and emerging from the smoke, pounding his chest shouting “TIME TO FIGHT!” He is.. 'The Silverback' Cory Chevelle!

"Out here, we play for keeps
Ain't one of us is innocent
We all got blood on our hands
It's time for reckoning
No one will come to your defense
Chevy will cut you down where you stand.."

Jessica Stroup:Standing in at six feet five inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and ninety pounds, residing from Bear Creek, Michigan, “The Silverback” Cory Chevelle!!!

"WHEN YOU FALL DOWN ON YOUR KNEES
BEG FOR MERCY, MR. PLEASE!
THE TIME HAS COME TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT!
THERE AIN'T NO JUDGE FOR PLEADIN' TO
HE DONE CONVICTED YOU!
THE DEVIL GETS YOUR SOUL TONIGHT!"

Chevelle stands still at the top of the stage for a moment, his cold blue eyes staring straight into his opponent's eyes. Chevelle has the face of a stone-cold-killer right now. Many fans eyes are all drawn to the Olympic gold medal he has hanging around his neck though. He hops in place, landing on one foot then the other, then comes lunging forward, flexing and putting his physique on display for the world watching! Frank Leary, Cory's manager walks out behind him as Cory begins walking down to the ring, not taking his eyes off of his opponent. Chevelle stops at the ring, hopping up to the apron on the outside, and entering. Chevelle stretches and warms up while staring across the ring at his opponent, his eyes soulless as ever.

Aiello: Cory Chevelle making his way down to the ring and he looks ready for a fight.

Piven: After losing in the EWC Championship Tournament he needs to get back to his winning ways against Smith Jones here tonight.

‘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!

Jessica Stroup:Standing in at six feet two inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-nine pounds, from Newark, New Jersey, accompanied to the ring by Candice Bergetz “Smitty” Smith 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. He turns to the entranceway and awaits his opponent.

Aiello: Smith Jones fell short in the EWC Championship Tournament and looks to get back to his winning ways against Cory Chevelle.

Piven: That’s no easy task, but it’s going to come down to whoever wants it the most.

The bell rings as Smith Jones and Cory Chevelle circle around the ring before locking up in the middle. Chevelle catches Jones with a back elbow to the side of the head before locking in a headlock in the middle of the ring. Jones pushes Chevelle into the ropes attempting to break the hold, but Chevelle keeps it locked on tight. Jones attempts to push Chevelle into the ropes again, but Chevelle takes Jones down to the mat with a headlock takedown. Chevelle locks on the pressure by squeezing tight with all of his might. Jones tries to get out of the hold, but Chevelle has it locked on tight. Chevelle releases the hold making his way back to his feet and grabbing Jones pulling him back up to his own feet. Chevelle grabs Jones and throws him across the ring with the Ragdoll Toss. Chevelle makes his way across the ring and guides Jones back up to his feet. Chevelle sends Jones to the ropes with an irish whip and Jones bounces back taking Chevelle down to the mat with a running dropkick to the chest.

Aiello: Cory Chevelle started off this match with full control, but that dropkick just gave Smith Jones an opening.

Piven: Both of these men are looking to get back on their winning ways after being defeated in the first round of the EWC Championship Tournament.

Jones bounces off the ropes and connects with a falling knee drop across the face of Chevelle. Jones pops back up to his feet and drives his fist into the face of Chevelle as he slowly makes his way back to his feet. Jones hits the ropes and bounces back catching Chevelle with a Leg Lariat taking him back down to the mat. Jones hooks his legs for the cover as the ref start the count,

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but Chevelle kicks out after the count of one. Jones stays on the attack stomping on the body of Chevelle down on the mat. Jones hooks his legs for another cover and the ref gets down for the count,

1
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but once again Chevelle kicks out after the count of one. Jones guides Chevelle back to his feet and Chevelle grabs him around the waist and takes him off his feet with a high angle back body drop. Chevelle bounces off the ropes and drives his elbow into the sternum of Jones. Chevelle makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

1
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but Jones kicks out after the count of one.

Aiello: Smith Jones had a nice run of control there, before Chevelle took him down to the mat with the big High Angle Back Body Drop.

Piven: We’ve had some quick pinfall attempts early in this match, but it’s still too early for that at this moment.

Chevelle pulls Jones back up to his feet and throws him into the nearest corner with the Ragdoll Toss. Chevelle sets up across the ring before charging forward and connecting with the clothesline in the corner. Jones staggers out of the corner as Chevelle takes him down to the mat with an earth shattering powerslam in the middle of the ring. Chevelle hooks his legs for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

1
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2

but Jones kicks out right at the count of two. Chevelle bounces off the ropes looking for an elbow drop, but Jones rolls out of harm’s way as Chevelle crashes into the mat. Jones bounces off the ropes and catches a kneeling Chevelle with a running back elbow to the jaw taking him off his feet. Jones makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

1
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but Chevelle kicks out before the count of two. Jones guides Chevelle back to his feet and quickly drills him in the face with some right handed forearm shots. Jones sends Chevelle into the ropes with an irish whip, Chevelle bounces back looking for a clothesline, but Jones ducks the attempt and takes Chevelle down with a clothesline of his own.

Aiello: Cory Chevelle trying to get back into this matchup, but Smith Jones is staying one step ahead of him.

Piven: Brains over Brawn or Brawn of Brains, which one will be victorious tonight?

Jones guides Chevelle back to his feet and Chevelle drives his knees deep into the midsection of Jones. Jones buckles over to the side as Chevelle unloads on Jones with multiple knee strikes to the ribs of Jones. Chevelle grabs Jones and lifts him up over his head and crashing down to the mat with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Chevelle makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

1
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2

but Jones kicks out at the count of two. Chevelle guides Jones back to his feet and drives another hard knee into the ribcage of Jones. Jones holds onto his side as Chevelle grabs him from behind and lifts him into the air connecting with a german suplex. Chevelle keeps ahold of Jones and lifts him back to his feet before lifting him into the air and connecting with another german suplex. Chevelle still has ahold of Chevelle and guides Jones back to his feet. Chevelle smirks to the crowd before yelling out to the crowd, “Suplex City Bitch”. Chevelle lifts Jones into the air for the third and final time taking him down to the mat with a release german suplex in the middle of the ring.

Aiello: Cory Chevelle checking another superstar into his Suplex City Hallf of Fame.

Piven: Chevelle better not forget that Smith Jones has his very own suplex clinic.

Chevelle hooks the legs of Jones for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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2

but Jones kicks out right at the count of two. Chevelle hits the mat in frustration as he forcefully pulls Jones back to his feet. Chevelle sends Jones to the ropes with an irish whip and Jones bounces back connecting with a roaring elbow taking Chevelle down to the mat. Jones quickly hooks the legs of Chevelle for the cover,

1
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2

but Chevelle kicks out at the count of two himself. Chevelle slowly sits up as Jones bounces back off the ropes connecting with a dropkick directly to the chest of a kneeling Chevelle. Jones guides Chevelle back up to his feet before sending him back down to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Jones grabs Chevelle lifting him up and taking him back down with a capture suplex. Jones stands tall and waits as Chevelle staggers up before grabbing him and taking him back down to the mat with a butterfly suplex. Jones gives Chevelle no time to rest pulling the big man back up to his feet and taking him back down to the mat again with a gutwrench suplex, Jones pulls Chevelle back up and takes him for one more ride with a T-Bone Suplex in the middle of the ring. Jones makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

1
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2

but Chevelle kicks out after the count of two.

Aiello: Wait a minute folks, Smith Jones just checked Cory Chevelle into his own Suplex City.

Piven: Not only that, but he gave him a guided tour of about five different blocks of Suplex City.

Jones guides Chevelle back to his feet and sends him flying into the corner with an irish whip. Jones sets up across the ring before charging forward and connecting with a Yakuza Kick in the corner. Chevelle stumbles out of the corner before hitting the mat face first. Jones makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Chevelle kicks out after the count of two. Jones guides Chevelle back to his feet, but Chevelle drives his forearm into the ribcage of Jones causing him to buckle over. Chevelle wraps his arms the body of Jones and lifts him into the air for the Big Bink Lock. Chevelle squeezes tight as Jones screams out from the pain. Candice cheers on Smith Jones telling him to fight out of it. She rally’s the fans behind Jones as Chevelle locks on the pressure and squeezes Jones tight. Jones connects with a big right hand to the face of Chevelle and quickly follows it up with another one, but Chevelle lifts Jones into the air and drops him across his knee right across the ribs. Jones screams out from the impact as Chevelle lifts Jones into the air quickly locking Jones back in the Big Bink Lock.

Aiello: Cory Chevelle has Smith Jones locked in that Big Bink Lock and he’s not letting go.

Piven: As long as he’s in the middle of the that ring, he doesn’t have to let Smith Jones go and he can slowly cause Jones to pass out picking up the victory.

Chevelle really locks on the pressure as Jones slowly starts to fade away. The ref grabs the arm of Jones lifting it into the air before releasing it as his arm quickly falls back to his side. The ref yells out ONE before lifting the arm of Jones back into the air. The ref lets go and once again the arm of Jones quickly falls back to his side. Chevelle squeezes even tighter as the ref lifts Jones arm into the air for the third and final time. The ref releases his arm as it starts to falls back to his side, but before his arm reaches his side Jones throws it back into the air. The ref waves off the count as Jones drives his elbow into the face of Chevelle. Jones unloads with a series of elbow shots and with each shot Chevelle’s grip on Jones loosens. Jones manages to stand tall and with one more elbow shot he manages to get free of Chevelle’s holds. Jones looks to connect with another elbow to the face of Cory, but Chevelle grabs Jones lifting him into the air and planting him on the mat with a side slam. Both men are down and out in the middle of the ring as the ref starts to make the count.

Aiello: Smith Jones manages to free himself from the Big Bink Lock, but Chevelle took him down to the mat with a side slam and both men are down on the mat.

Piven: If neither man gets up before the count of ten, they’ll both loose another match two weeks in a row.

The ref reaches the count of four before both men start to slowly stir. By the count of six Chevelle sits up as Jones rolls over to his side and pushes his body up. By the count of eight both men are back on their feet. Chevelle charges forward a walks right into a huge Heart Punch from Jones taking him down to the mat. Jones quickly climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle and waits as Chevelle makes his way back to his feet. Chevelle turns to face Jones and walks right into a Top Rope Clothesline taking the big man off his feet. Jones floats over the fallen body of Chevelle quickly grabbing his legs for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,

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but Chevelle kicks out after the count of two. Jones guides Chevelle back up to his feet and Chevelle takes Jones down with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Chevelle stands over the body of Jones before leaping into the air and crashing down across the sternum of Jones with Like A Rock. Chevelle stands tall over the body of Jones before yelling out to the crowd, “Like A Rock!” Chevelle hooks the legs of Jones for the cover,

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Aiello: Chevelle dropped all his weight across the sternum of Jones with Like A Rock.

Piven: Did you see Smith Jones fly through the air and connect with the Top Rope Clothesline, Picture Perfect!

Chevelle guides Jones back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Chevelle attempts the Three Step Sinker, but Jones rolls out of harms way. Chevelle turns to face Jones and walks right into a charging European Uppercut sending him back into the ropes. Jones charges off the ropes and sends Chevelle to the outside with a big clothesline. Jones sets up across the ring as Chevelle slowly starts to make his way back to his feet. Chevelle stands tall and turns to face Jones as he charges forward leaping through the ropes connecting with Tomorrow. Chevelle collides with the ring barricade as Jones manages to land on his feet. Jones stalks Chevelle and grabs him around the waist connecting with Take It Home against the Ring Barricade. Chevelle slumps to the floor as Jones guides the big man back up to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Jones slides in behind him and stands tall as Chevelle pulls himself back up to his feet. Jones drives his foot deep into the midsection of Chevelle before lifting him above his head. Jones connects with the Brain Buster in the middle of the ring. Jones hooks the legs of Chevelle for the cover as the ref makes the count.

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Jessica Stroup:Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup via pinfall, Smith Jones!!!

Aiello: Smith Jones picks up a huge victory of Cory Chevelle to get back on the winning track.

Piven: That was one hell of a matchup there and Smith Jones gave it his all and walks away victorious.

Power by Kanye West hits the arena as Candice Bergetz makes her way into the ring grabbing the arm of Smith Jones and raising it high into the air. The two wave to the fans before exiting the ring and making their way back up the ramp.

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MATCH 7

SLADE HARDISON Vs DEAD KARL

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There's 20 seconds of mist, dimmed lights and music playing, and once the lyrics kick in, a form manifests itself from the once-obscuring fog as if having risen from the ground itself. Living Dead Karl shambles into view, arms extended, moaning like the undead he is, but then drops the whole shtick and storms to the ring with purpose, trying to antagonize front seat adults and scare their kids. 

Jessica Stroup: The following contest is set for one fall, introducing first... From Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 255 pound... Living Dead Karl!

Once ringside, he will try to make a beeline to the throat of his opponent, but if the referee puts up a fuss, usually by them shaking a crucifix or garlic at him, then he'll recoil and bide his time.

All Hustle, No Luck by Easy Lantana begins to play all over the arena. Slade Hardison runs out onto the stage jumping up and down. Slade then starts pumping up the crowd by lifting his hands up and down.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Lexington, Kentucky, weighing in at 255 pound... Slade Hardison!

Slade begins to walk down the ramp and stops in the middle of the ramp. Slade looks around the crowd and starts hitting his fist on his chest. On the 5th time, the pyros explode up and down the ramp. Slade continues his walk to the ring, giving hi-fives to the fans. Slade then jumps onto the apron and gets into the ring. Slade walks to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs it, and lifts his hands up and down.

DING DING DING

The match begins by Karl charging at his opponent and connecting with a huge lariat after Hardison hops off the turnbuckle. He mounts him and punches him and hits strikes to the face right, left, right, left, right, left... Until the ref pulls him off. He pushes him to the ropes and tells him to lay off. The ref goes to check on Hardison, until Karl pushes him out of the way and starts to punch him again. The ref tries to pull him off again, but Karl begins to choke Hardison with two hands. The ref gives him a 5 count. At 4, Karl lets go and circles the ring.

Aiello: The ref has a lot on his hands with this guy.

Piven: This guy is scary. He is relentless.

Hardison to this point has made it to his knees. Karl makes his way over to his opponent but is met with some jabs to the stomach. He gets to his feet and then kicks him in the gut. Slade bounces off the ropes but is met by a backbreaker. Karl is a little rocked by the assault of Hardison. But he stills goes after his opponent and stomps on his head. He picks him up and lifts him and tries to go for a running powerslam. But Slade powers out and hits a dropkick to the back of Karl which sends him flying out of the ring.

Piven: What a dropkick!!!

Aiello: Karl was sent flying out of the ring to the floor!

Karl is rocked by the dropkick and uses the barricade to stand himself up again. He glances back into the ring to see Slade exiting it. Slade walks over to Karl and grabs him and bounces his head off the barricade. The referee is at a count of 5 as Slade does the same as before but this time, off the steel steps and then throws Karl into the ring. He goes for a cover.

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Aiello: Near fall for Hardison!

Piven: Well, we knew this would be physical. But Hardison is really taking it to Karl.

Hardison picks Karl up slowly and puts him in position for a suplex, but Karl blocks the attempt twice. He powers out of the hold and hits a couple forearm smashes. The forearms send both men into the corner. Karl hits one last smash and backs up. He then charges and hits a giant splash onto his opponent in the corner. He then takes Slade and puts him on the top rope. Karl meets him up there and looks to hit a superplex. But it's Slade who now blocks the attempts. He then hits a couple jabs to the ribs and sends Karl backwards to the mat. The crowd cheers in anticipation for what the exciting Slade will do next. With Karl on his back in front of him, he stands on the top rope and leaps, connecting with a 450 splash. The crowd pops with excitement. He goes for a quick pin.

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A loud groan from the crowd is heard. Slade rolls onto his back and stays there.

Piven: What a beautiful move by Slade.

Aiello: But it's not enough to keep Karl down!

Slade is back to his feet. Karl is still stirring. Slade picks him up and tries to go for a DDT. But Karl uses his power to hit a back body drop. Karl then bounces off the ropes and tries to connect with a body splash, but Slade keeps the momentum and puts his knees up. Karl stands back up, holding his stomach and tries to charge again but Slade catches him. He goes for a "Lex-Vegas". He hits it and goes for another cover.

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Aiello: Slade has been so close so many times!

Piven: He has all of the momentum! But Karl is too tough to stay down!

Slade is becoming more and more frustrated. He slaps the mat a couple times and stands up. He looks to the top rope and is thinking "Money Pit". The crowd stands with anticipation once again as he hops up. But all of a sudden, Karl, out of nowhere grabs Slade and hits "The Dirty Nap". He looks for a cover, but Slade has rolled out of the ring. Karl looks up and is angry. He gingerly rolls out himself and picks Slade up. He looks him in the eyes and snarls. He throws him into the barricade and picks him up again. Slade is dragged by the announce table and his head gets slammed into it. The ref is up to 7 as Slade is rolled back into the ring. Karl rolls in and begins to choke Slade once more.

Karl: YOU THINK YOU CAN KEEP ME DOWN.

The referee makes him break the choke at 4. Karl breaks it but goes back to it immediately. The referee then pulls Karl off of Slade and warns him that if he doesn't stop he'll disqualify him. Karl complies begrudgingly.

Piven: The official is doing his job.

Slade uses the ropes to lift himself to his knees. He kicks Karl in gut and looks to hit the Kentucky Drop, but to avail, as Karl throws him off of him, sending him over the top rope, but landing on the apron. Slade goes for a punch on Karl, but he blocks it. He punches Slade in the face, rendering him groggy. He then hits the Heart-Stopper, then goes for the Dirt Nap and connects. He pins immediately.

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner... LIVING DEAD KARL!!!!!

The referee goes to lift the winner's hand in victory but Karl walks away before he could even get to him. Karl looks out to the crowd as if angry at all of them. He then exits the ring and out up the ramp as "What About Now" plays in the background and the lights dim.

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[President Mac]

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EWC CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT

3 WEEK TOURNAMENT FEATURING THE CURRENT TOP 8 ON BRAWL

TOURNAMENT STARTED MAY 25TH - ENDS ON JUNE 8TH

TOURNAMENT WINNER WILL FACE RUTHLESS AGGRESSION FOR THE EWC CHAMPIONSHIP AT NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS ON JULY 4TH

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MATCH A

NON TITLE MATCH

JAMES KASH Vs DEREK WELLINGS (C)

WINNER FACES THE WINNER OF MATCH B ON JUNE 8TH 

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"Gold Cobra" by Limp Bizkit hits the arena as Green and Gold lights pan across the arena. James Kash steps out onto the stage ready for a fight. He stops before looking out into the crowd with smug and arrogance across his face. He throws his arms into the air as a Massive set of Green Pyro's erupt across the stage behind him followed by Money falling from the rafters above.

Jessica Stroup: This following contest the first match in the EWC Championship Tournament! Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 275 pounds... JAMES KASH!!!!

Kash slowly makes his way down the ramp as the Money continues to fall all around him. Once hitting the ring he smirks at the crowd and slowly climbs up the ring steps. He wipes his feet on the apron before climbing between the ropes into the ring. Kash climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle crossing his arms as the last of the falling money settles.

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.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 280 pounds... He is the EWC Hardcore Champion... "The Airbourne Ranger"... DEREK WELLINGS!!!!

The bell rings and the two immediately lock up, showing a test of strength. No man gives, so they back off. They go back for it once more but this time Kash knocks Wellings to the mat. He stomps on the gut a couple of times then bounces off the ropes. Wellings ducks underneath and then pops up and connects with a dropkick sending Kash to the mat for a moment, but gets up right away. Wellings connects with a couple punches and bounces him off the ropes. Kash stops himself before Wellings can hit him with a second dropkick.

Aiello: This match will have a quick pace. Both of these men with a lot of energy and both very elusive.

Piven: Both of these guys have one goal, to be the EWC Champion.

The two opponents lock up once again. Kash lands a quick knee to the midsection. He bounces Wellings off the ropes and, on the rebound, catches him with a kitchen sink. He picks him up and hits with a quick overhead suplex and rolls into a quick pin.

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Aiello: A quick kick out by the Hardcore Champion.

Kash quickly locks on a waistlock as he begins to work the abdomen on his opponent. The crowd begins to clap for Wellings, trying to get him back into the contest. Wellings begins to get to his feet. He connects with some elbows to the ribs which breaks the hold. He picks him up onto his shoulders quickly and connects with a Samoan Drop, shifting the momentum in Wellings' favor.

Piven: What a drop.

Aiello: Wellings drops Kash on his back with a swift Samoan Drop and "The Airbourne Raider" is back in this thing!

Wellings gets to his feet and brings Kash to his. He then hits a few back chops to the chest prompting some "WOO"s from the crowd in Ottawa. This backs him into the corner. Wellings backs up and connects with a Stinger Splash. Kash falls out of the corner to the floor. Wellings uses this opportunity to get to the top rope. He stands on the top and plays it to the crowd.

Aiello: Champ going to take a huge chance early into the match!

Wellings jumps looking for an elbow drop, but Kash rolls out of the way, sending the champ slamming into the mat. Kash covers quickly.

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The crowd cheers with Wellings staying in this match. Kash sits up and uses the ropes to get himself to his feet. Wellings does the same but slower. Kash makes his way to the opposite corner and waits for Wellings to get to his feet in the corner. He charges then but is met with a back elbow straight to the chin. Wellings hops up to the second rope and goes for a cross body, but Kash catches him and hits an inverted powerslam. He goes for a pin.

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Aiello: Another kick out at 2 and a half!

Piven: All the pinfalls in this match have come from Kash. At this rate, the champion could be losing this match!

Kash picks Wellings up and looks to hit the Bank Roll. Wellings fights it. Kash lifts him up but Wellings hops over and hits a jumping reverse neckbreaker. Both men lay in exhaustion. Wellings is the first to his feet. He picks up Kash and lifts him up. He connects with the Basic Training. The crowd pops. He goes for a cover.

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Aiello: And ANOTHER near fall, but this time it's Kash kicking out!

Piven: Well, you can tell both of these superstars want to remain in this tournament. They want to be EWC Champion so badly. So much fight in both of these guys.

Wellings slowly makes his way to the corner and slowly makes his way up to the top rope. But, it takes him so long, it gives Kash time to get to his feet. He knocks him in the head with a right hand and leaves Wellings groggy. Kash steps up to the second rope and sets up for a superplex. Wellings fights it for a moment with a couple jabs to the ribs. But Kash hits a couple overhand chops to the back and then lifts and connects with a superplex. Both men are down and out. The referee begins to count to 10.

Aiello: One has to wonder what would happen if both of these men couldn't reach the count of ten!?

Piven: This is true... Would there be a rematch!?

Both men get up to their feet at 7. They trade blows. With each, the crowd come the familiar "yay" and "boo" reactions. Wellings hits a couple strikes in a row. He hits him into the ropes, he whips into the opposite side and on the rebound his connects with a swift dropkick. Wellings exits through the ropes to the apron as Kash gets to his feet. He springboards off the ropes, looking for a flying clothesline but is caught by Kash and is hit by the devastating Ka$hin' Out. Both men are down and out again.

Piven: What a move by Kash! He caught him in mid-air and hit the Ka$hin' Out!!

Aiello: But notice, Piven, the champ did not roll over onto his back. So Kash needs to use more energy to roll the 280 pounder over!

Kash then slowly but surely, pushes Wellings onto his back and covers him with a pin.

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The crowd pops with cheers.

Aiello: Oh my god! The champ kicked out!


Kash, growing frustrated, picks up the Hardcore Champ. He goes for The Payoff. But once up in the air, the champ wiggles out and kicks him in the gut. He lifts him up, runs forward and connects with a thunderous Army Strong. The crowd is popping extremely loudly. He goes for the pin.

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner and moving on to the second round of the EWC Championship Tournament... DEREK WELLINGS!!!!!

"This Fire Burns" blasts from the speakers as the crowd cheers and Wellings' hand is raised in victory.

Aiello: This match was just awesome from the beginning, what a contest.

Piven: This was such a hard fought match. Congrats to Wellings but you cannot take anything away from Kash on this one.

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MATCH B
TONY SAVAGE

Vs

SAM ATTIC
WINNER FACES THE WINNER OF MATCH A ON JUNE 8TH 

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Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following Main Event is the Semi-Finals EWC Championship Tournament Match, scheduled for one fall!!!

In The City by Kevin Rudolf hits the arena as the lights dim and the first strains of music blast into the arena, the lights begin to flash as Sam enters in a sequined robe. The lights making it sparkle, his arms outstretched and open towards the crowd. Slowly and deliberately walking to the ring with his normal smirk spread across his face, he slowly walks around the ring and finally enters. Stepping to the center, he slowly grinds and removes his robe, his tights showing the face of his opponent. He tosses the robe out of the ring and takes a corner, looking around like he is bored.

Jessica Stroup: Standing in at six feet two inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, residing from Las Vegas, Nevada, “Psycho” Sam Attic!!!

Aiello: Sam Attic representing The Coalition looking to advance to the fianls in the EWC Championship Tournament.

Piven: He’s been on a roll lately, let’s see how he does tonight against Tony Savage.

"Sinister Kid" by The Black Keys hits the arena as just the roar of a Harley Davidson Fat Boy Lo fills the arena drowning out the music. Tony Savage rides out onto the stage and revs the motor before throwing his arm into the air. Savage starts slowly rolling down the ramp.

Jessica Stroup: Standing in at six feet three inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, residing from Atlanta, Georgia, EWC's Official Bail Bondsman.... “The Atlanta Falcon” Tony Savage!!!

Tony stops the bike next to the announcers table, revving the engine to the delight of fans nearby, and to the chagrin of that piece of shit Piven and his eardrums. He parks the bike, EWC's security crew takes temporary custody of Tony's weapons and search him, then, jumps into the ring still in street clothes, cracking his knuckles and ready to fight.

Aiello: Tony Savage would love nothing more than to advance to the EWC Championship Tournament Finals and be one step closer to the Number One Contendership to the EWC Championship.

Piven: In order to become the number one contender he has to get past Sam Attic first, let’s see who wants it the most.

Bell Rings: Tony Savage and Sam Attic circle around the ring before locking up in the middle. Attic catches Savage with a thumb to the eye before locking in a hammerlock. Attic applies the pressure as Savage attempts to break the hold, but Attic dodges the back elbow and sends Savage into the corner with an irish whip. Attic sets up across the ring before charging forward and connecting with a body splash in the corner. Savage staggers out of the corner as Attic grabs him by the head and quickly takes him down to the mat with a snap ddt. Attic floats over hooking both legs of Savage for the cover as the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Savage kicks out right at the count of one. Attic guides Savage back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip, but Savage reverses the irish whip into one of his own. Attic bounces back from the ropes and walks right into a spinning back fist from Savage taking him down to the mat. Savage hooks the legs of Attic for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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Aiello: Both Sam Attic and Tony Savage trying to pick up the early pinfall victory at the start of this matchup.

Piven: Advancing in the EWC Championship Tounrmant is on the line and I know both men would love nothing more than to become the new EWC Champion.

Savage guides Attic back up to his feet and sends him to the corner with an irish whip. Attic bounces back from the ropes walking into a Cobra Clutch from Savage. Savage has the Cobra Clutch locked on tight as Attic tries to fight out of it. Attic throws a couple of back elbows into the midsection of Savage, but Savage lifts Attic into the air before taking him down to the mat with the Cobra Clutch Drop in the middle of the ring. Savage hooks the legs of Attic for the cover as the ref gets down to make the count,

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Aiello: Sam Attic throwing together an impressive set of moves to gain control of this matchup.

Piven: First he caught Tony Savage off guard with the Handspring Back Elbow followed up by a Superkick and the Slingshot Somersault Senton, very impressive.

Attic grabs Savage pulling him back up to his feet before connecting with a knife edge chop across his chest. Attic motions for the crowd to quite before firing another knife edge chop across the chest of Savage that can be heard throughout the arena. Attic fires another knife edge chop across the chest of Savage before irish whipping him into the nearest corner. Attic charges forward and connects with a backflip kick taking Savage down to the mat. Attic quickly rolls Savage over before hooking his legs for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,

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Aiello: Sam Attic stayed on the attack with a series of knife edge chops, but Tony Savage turned things around with a series of flying forearms.

Piven: A lot of back and forth action in the beginning of this matchup, both of these two want to advance in the EWC Championship Tournament.

Savage guides Attic back to his feet before firing a quick right hand into his face. Attic eats another right and Savage follows up with a couple of lefts before another big right. Attic staggers back to the ropes and Savage connects with a bionic elbow that sends him out to the apron. Savage grabs Attic and pulls him back into the ring over the second rope. Savage stops with Attic’s feet resting on the second rope before quickly putting him down on the mat with a rope hung swinging neckbreaker. Savage makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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Aiello: That was a very impressive set of moves from Tony Savage right there keeping Sam Attic off of his feet.

Piven: I personally like how he caught Sam Attic with two knee strikes to the midsection and turned the Russian leg sweep into a reverse Russian leg sweep, that was just impressive.

Savage bounces off the ropes and connects with a fist drop across the face of Attic before hooking his legs for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,

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but Attic kicks out at the count of two. Savage guides Attic back to his feet and instantly gets caught with a knee strike to the midsection. Savage buckles over and Attic grabs Savage by his head before planting him down on the mat with a snap suplex. Attic bounces off the ropes and catches Savage across the sternum with a leg drop. Attic makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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Aiello: Sam Attic connecting with those hard kicks in the corner trying to take the breath out of Tony Savage’s lungs.

Piven: Both of these men are pulling out all of the stops to pick up the pinfall victory.

Attic guides Savage back to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Savage bounces back right into a spinning heel kick from Attic taking him back down to the mat. Attic hooks his legs for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Savage kicks out at the count of two. Attic pulls Savage up to his feet before driving his knee deep into his midsection and sending him back to the ropes with an irish whip. Savage bounces back and ducks the clothesline attempt from Attic. Savage bounces off the ropes across the ring and catches Attic with a devastating spear in the middle of the ring. Both men are down and own in the middle of the ring as the ref starts to make the count. By the count of three Tony Savage slowly makes his way back to his feet and by the count of five Savage pulls Attic up to his own feet. Savage connects with a stiff right hand jab to the face of Attic causing him to fall back into the corner. Savage unloads with a series of shoulder thrust to the midsection of Attic before sending him flying across the ring with a hammer throw irish whip. Attic hits the corner with enough force that sends him flying over the top rope to the outside floor.

Aiello: Did you hear that spear Jeremy, man that had to crack a few ribs, if not I know it hurt like hell.

Piven: Tony Savage showing everybody that he can take a beating and keep on ticking, that’s going to benefit him in this EWC Championship Tournament.

Aiello: Folks don't go anywhere, we'll be right back after this short commercial break.

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What side will you choose? Will you join the heroic President Mac as he scrambles to gather a large enough army to stop the incoming invasion of the new era? Or will you pledge allegiance to Xplode and bring destruction down upon the brand, leaving all opponents broken at your boots?


The choice is yours.


It's time for the showdown.


Over 20 current superstars and 12 legends of the past.


A fully functional career mode where YOU are the superstar. Every choice you make will have lasting results as you shape the landscape of the EWC. Do you have what it takes to become a legend?


Available Summer of 2015.


Preorder now and receive the Xplode DLC content! You will receive the following:

* Xplode Unlockable Character
* Xplode Retro Attire: "Rumble in the Bronx"
* Xplode Retro Attire: "United States Champion"
* Jay Cee Unlockable Character.
* Mike Corral Unlockable Character.
* President Mac: Retro Attire
* Terry Jones Manager Character
* Level-One Unlockable Character
* Xplode specific storyline; "Rumble in the Bronx 2013"
* DLC Specific Storyline; "The Era of X begins."


This package will only be available when pre-ordering.

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The feed returns from commercial break as Savage makes his way between the ropes and onto the apron looking down at a fallen Attic.

Aiello: Welcome back ladies and Gentleman! Savage still with the advantage here in Ottawa!

Savage hops down to the outside floor making his way over to Attic and pulls him back up to his feet by his hair. The ref starts to make the count and by the count of two Savage sends Attic flying into the ring barricade with an irish whip. Savage grabs Attic by his head and guides the man over to the corner and slams his head against the steel steps by the count of four. By the count six Savage rolls Attic back into the ring. Savage slides in right behind him at the count of seven and crawls over to Attic rolling him over for the cover. The ref gets down to make the count,

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but Attic kicks out right after the count of two. Savage makes his way back to his feet and stomps across the body of Attic before pulling him back up to his feet. Savage locks hits right arm around the neck of Attic before lifting him up and planting him on the mat head first with a ddt. Savage floats over and hooks the legs of Attic for the cover,

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but Attic kicks out after the count of two.

Aiello: Tony Savage has been all over Sam Attic at this point in the matchup, he wants the victory and to advance to the final round of the EWC Championship Tournament.

Piven: Don’t count Sam Attic out now, he’s apart of The Coalition and he didn’t get the option to join if he wasn’t worthy of it.

Savage guides Attic back to his feet and Attic connects with a spinning back kick to the midsection of Savage out of nowhere. Savage buckles over and Attic grabs him by the head and charges towards the nearest corner. Attic runs up to the top rope and pushes off taking Savage down to the mat with Slice Bread #2. Attic pops back up to his feet and hits the ropes bouncing back connecting with a Somersault Leg Drop across the sternum of Savage. Attic hooks his legs for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Savage kicks out at the count of two. Attic hit the mat with his fist before making his way back up to his feet. Attic grabs the head of Savage and pulls him up to his feet and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Attic charges after Savage and sends him flying over the top rope with a running knee trust to the back of the head. Attic slides under the ropes from around the corner and waits as Savage slowly makes his way back up to his feet. Savage stands tall and turns to face Attic as Attic charges towards the corner leaping through the bottom and second rope to the otherside. Attic grabs Savage by his head and swings him around connecting with a Leaping Corner Tornado DDT to the outside floor.

Aiello: Did you just see that, what a move right there from Sam Attic.

Piven: A very impressive tornado ddt after leaping through the bottom and second rope from the other side of the ring.

Attic grabs Savage from down on the floor and pulls him back up to his feet. Attic grabs Savage by his head and pushes him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Attic makes his way up to the ring apron and taunts to the crowd as they reign down with some heavy boo’s. Attic just smirks and waits as Savage staggers up to his feet. Attic pulls himself over the top rope and connects with a slingshot tornado ddt sending Savage head first into the ring mat. Attic hooks his legs for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Savage kicks out before the count of three. Attic grabs Savage once he stands tall and sends him across the ring with an irish whip. Savage ducks a clothesline attempt from Attic and once Attic turns to face him Savage lifts him into the air and plants him on the mat with a Double A Spinebuster in the middle of the ring. Savage mounts the chest of Attic and unloads with the Savage Beatdown. Savage makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Attic kicks out before the count of three.

Aiello: That back and forth action between Sam Attic and Tony Savage was just amazing, I was on the edge of my seat.

Piven: This match could have been over two times already, but both men kicked out before the count of three.

Savage rolls to the outside of the ring and walks over to his bike reaching into the saddle bag. Savage kneels beside his bike before standing tall and making his way back into the ring. Savage stalks Attic as he slowly makes his way back up to his feet. Attic turns to face Savage and gets a face full of moonshine dropping him down to his knee. Savage steps back and connects with the Redneck Crow Control in the middle of the ring. Savage hooks the legs of Attic for the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Attic gets his shoulder up before the count of three. Savage pops back up to his feet and forcefully guides Attic back to his own feet. Savage drives his knee into the midsection of Attic and sends him to the ropes with an irish whip. Attic bounces back and Savage looks for a sidewalk slam, but Attic spins around his body and locks him in the tilt a whirl octopus hold. Attic pulls back on the arm of Savage as he screams out from the pain. Savage slowly falls back to the mat and Attic really locks on the pressure. Savage falls out and Attic releases the hold making his way back up to his feet. Attic guides Savage back up to his feet and drive him down to the mat with Lights Out. Attic makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,

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but Savage gets his shoulder up before the count of three.

Aiello: Sam Attic got his shoulder up before the count of three after Tony Savage hit the Redneck Crowd Control, the match should have been over.

Piven: Tony Savage also got his shoulder up before the three count following Lights Out from Sam Attic, both of these men want to advance to the finals of the EWC Championship Tournament.

Attic grabs Savage and pulls him back up to his feet before slapping him across the chest with a knife edge chop. Savage backs into the corner and Attic sends him flying across the ring with an irish whip. Savage hits the corner as Attic sets up across the ring. Attic taunts to the fans before charging across the ring and leaps through the air looking for a body splash.

Savage explodes out of the corner leaping into the air himself and knocking Attic out of the air with the Superman Punch. Attic crumbles to the mat as Savage quickly makes his way over and locks in the Bond Restriction.

Savage pulls back with everything he has as Attic tries to fight out of the hold and quickly loses his breath as Savage continues to squeeze the air out of his lungs.

The ref ask Attic if he wants to give up and he tries to fight it as long as he can before he finally has no choice but to tap out.


Winner: Tony Savage

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner of the matchup, via submission advancing to the EWC Championship Tournament Finals, Tony Savage!!!

Aiello: Tony Savage just got Sam Attic to submit to the Peruvian Necktie, advancing to the finals of the EWC Championship Tournament.

Piven: Joe I happen to know that he calls his version of the Peruvian Necktie, the Bond Restriction, that’s an impressive move to the arsenal of Tony Savage.

"Sinister Kid" by The Black Keys hits the arena as Tony Savage stands tall in the middle of the ring. The ref grabs the arm of Savage and lifts it high into the air before releasing his arm and making his exit. Tony Savage taunts the fans before making his exit from the ring and sitting on his bike. He starts the bike and revs the motor as the fans cheer before riding back up the ramp.

The feed begins to experience static...

The feed fades out of the static and we see...

....Shadow Man! Seated behind a large card board box, Shadow Man kicks his feet up, causing the box to crush slightly. Leaning back in his metal chair with a loud creak, Shadow smiles as the feed zooms in on his large hi top shoes. Shadow Man laughs and grabs the camera feed, raising it higher so that the viewer can see his face.

Shadow Man: Helllllllllllllllo Foks! It's Shadey here! Well, last week, my good friend President Mac asked me to make an important decision! This was a decision that I didn't take lightly. It involves me, your loving and friendly neighborhood taco slinger against our General Manager, the ever angry and heavily wrinkled leader of the Coalition.. Xplode. Now as you know, you.. the fans.. and I have been through a lot together over the years. We have faced the absolute best in the industry, and defeated them. You could say we are like Batman and Robin.. with a whole lot of tacos mixed in for good tasting measure. That being said, we have faced a lot of challenges..

Shadow Man takes a deep breath and stands up, pushing the card board box aside. He then walks over to a window that is closed, thick mini blinds blocking any view to the outside world. Shadow Man smiles at the window, and then at the viewer.

Shadow Man: So, as I said, we have taken on the best.. not including Derek Wellings.. and lived to tell of that tale. Together, we have been the symbol of the EWC.. the absolute vision for the company.. and that's pretty cool. It only makes sense that I am the one to save the company in it's time of need, because let's face it.. I am the EWC. Sure, BDC may make that claim. Others will too.. including my good buddy, President Mac.. but rest assured.. this is Shadey's world and I am taking you ALLLLLLLLLLL for the ride! So, let's get down to business.

Shadow Man grabs the cord that opens the mini blinds, but does not pull it.

Shadow Man: At Night of Champions, I considered many possible stipulations for my match against Xplode, but only one seemed appropriate. Xplode never works alone, and his little butt buddies are never too far behind when he needs to enact some dastardly plan or action. That being said, I have chosen to face Xplode in a match type that would keep them away. Metal walls will keep the Coalition at bay.. as Xplode and I square off in a HELL IN A CELL MATCH!

Shadow Man smiles.

Shadow Man: Now, before you all say it, I know that I am basically adopting the Coalition way of life by fighting in the cage. I get it.. but sometimes you have to walk through hell to take on the devil himself, right? I will save this company once and for all, inside the cage, and set things right once again. Shadow Man to the rescue!! Then we can rebuild this place once again... like this.

Shadow Man pulls the cord of the mini blinds, exposing the outside world. Parked in the distance is a large taco truck. Work crews tend to it, rebuilding the vehicle, as they add a second floor to the truck where people can eat!

Shadow Man: That's right! Shadow Man's Mobile Taco Emporium is being rebuilt and will be destined to be better than ever.. just like the EWC will be! Xplode.. you can try to destroy us, but items can be replaced. You, on the other hand.. will not be. See you soon, sweetie!

The feed fades out as the camera zooms in on the construction and welding crew as they work on the taco truck in the distance.

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WINNERS in YELLOW

KREATURE Vs BRANDON NYTRUS

EMMA LOUISE Vs SABRIYNN CASSIDY

METAL BLACK Vs LISA LORIANN LYON

JTC Vs CHRIS MAVERICK

KURT NEWMAN (C) Vs NATHAN CREED (C)  (DRAW)

SMITH JONES Vs CORY CHEVELLE

SLADE HARDISON Vs DEAD KARL

JAMES KASH Vs DEREK WELLINGS (C) (vs. Tony Savage on June 8th)
TONY SAVAGE Vs  SAM ATTIC  (vs. Derek Wellings on June 8th)