MNB #429 - DALLAS

[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 429
JULY 13th 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}

Live from the American Airlines Center
 in Dallas, Texas

EWC BRAWL
July 13th 2015
Live from the American Airlines Center
in Dallas, Texas
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
SENIOR REF: Paul Turner
REFEREE: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: 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 428.

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, Shelley Silver, Mark Storm and Tony Savage

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 American Airlines Center is electrifying.

Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of 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 fans cheer loudly as the show opens with Joe Aiello and Jeremy Piven sitting at the announcers booth waiting to get things started

Joe Aiello: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to the Four-Hundred and Twenty-Ninth edition of Monday Night Brawl. We are live here in Dallas Texas and the arena is rocking from end to end

Jeremy Piven: We are back from a mini break as we surely needed with what went down at Night of Champions XII last weekend. We saw two championships change hands with Shelley Silver shocking the world and winning the United States Championship and then Tony Savage did his best in bringing the EWC Championship back to Monday Night Brawl

Aiello: It was a very special night indeed, one that seemed to favor Friday Night Rampage a great deal but then the world was brought to it's knees when the unthinkable happened. President Mac, the man who for almost twenty years has stood for good, for greatness, for high-moral standards.. he shocked every single person the world over when he took out Shadow Man and handed Xplode the victory

Piven: President Mac did what he had to do, HE'S the Face of the Company and not Shadow Man, and Sunday Night he proved it. If Shadow Man was as great as he claims, he would have found a way to beat Xplode, but lets face it, the better man... the better MEN... won the match and won the night

Aiello: Well Millions upon millions would disagree with you right there Jeremy. What Mac did was a disgrace to Wrestling and has brought shame to the EWC


Piven: The only thing bringing shame to the EWC is that thing you call a suit. I mean come on... who shot the couch? Am I right?

Aiello: Lets break down tonight's matches shall we

The lights dim.


The TitanTron flickers on.


The letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flash across the screen.


The thousands in attendance jump to there feet and shower down boo's as Coming Undone by Korn now begins to blast over the P.A

Aiello: Tonights matches can wait... President Mac is on his way out and WOW, I don't think I've ever heard President Mac being boo'ed before... and I don't think he's heard it before either


Piven: This is certainly new, don't worry Mac... I'm cheering for ya


Pyros explode up and down the entrance Ramp and all around the entrance stage. Once the smoke begins to settle an old-style movie curtain parts at the top of the ramp. Two roving spotlights pan and fix on center. There, President Mac stands, he is smiling ear to ear as he walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring

Aiello: How that man can smile right now... the nerve


Piven: Shut up already

President Mac: Hello Dallas and welcome to Monday Night Brawl

A mixture of cheers and boos are heard

President Mac: I know... I know... many of you are looking for an explanation. But I am not here to address that right now

Boos start pouring in

Aiello: What? How can he not address it? We all want to know.. why? Why Mac? Why?


Piven: Things every woman who has slept with you has said the following morning

President Mac: I am only here right now to introduce to you all... the new General Managers of Monday Night Brawl. So please, put your hands together and give these two a big Dallas welcome... I give you MATTHEW SILVER and JUSTIN GOLD

A mixed reaction of cheers and boos greets Matthew Silver and Justin Gold as they walk down the ramp and enter the ring

MATT SILVER

JUSTIN GOLD

President Mac: Matt and Justin will from here on out be running things on Monday Night Brawl. They have been given full booking and signing authority and will be the face of Brawl moving forward. With that... I will leave you guys to it

President Mac shakes hands with Justin and Matthew and turns to leave the ring

Matt: Thank you very much President Mac, if you wouldn't mind sticking around for a moment.

President Mac stops from exiting the ring, and nods, walking back towards Matt and Justing, standing next to them.

Justin: Hello Dallas, my name is Justin Gold and next to me is Matthew Silver. We know we know... Silver and Gold... we've heard all the jokes already

Matt: We have something very big and exciting to kick start our ... reign? Is that the right wording?

Justin: Leadership? 

Matt: Anyways, President Mac gave us full authority to go out and sign anybody we wanted to the BRAWL brand but we went out and signed... not just anyone. But a legend in the world of Wrestling

Justin: We searched high and low to try and find the perfect specimen to make our debuts with. We wanted someone with a rich history with the EWC, someone who was respected in the game, someone you would all love and welcome as a member of the BRAWL family. 

Matt: So we found what we think is the perfect person to do just so. Not only is he a living legend.. but he is a former EWC Champion. He is also a former winner of King of the Cage

Aiello: Did they go out and nab Moses Lake??? Is Moses Lake coming back to the EWC???

Piven: One hundred bucks it's Chambers... Chambers is back to kick some major ass in the EWC and reclaim his throne

Matt: Without further ado .... we give you... the newest member of Monday Night Brawl...
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The fans start to get restless as Mac looks a little worried. Mac starts talking to Justin and Matt in a heated fashion

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The lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly get's to their feet and begin to make some noise.
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"Invincible" by OK Go then begins to play over the Sound System as three strobe lights begin to pulse in the entrance way, fog then begins to rise from below the stage in front of the entrance.

President Mac's face goes ghost white as he turns around to face the entrance ramp

The X-Treme Tron lights up counting down from 9 all the way to 1. It seems as though every single person is on there feet counting down the numbers. Once it gets to 0 large letters flash “IT'S SHOWTIME”.

An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of "Invincible"! A few moments later Shadow Man in crutches walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands their for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and stares right at President Mac

The fans are going absolutely nuts right now as Shadow Man stands at the entrance ramp, just staring at President Mac. Shadow slowly makes his way down the ramp, and climbs up into the ring with help from Matt and Justin. 

Aiello: President Mac is in absolute shock right now. Matthew and Justin.. this is not the way to go about keeping your jobs. 

Piven: He might be having a stroke.. it's hard to tell. The only stroke I've had is on my penis... every night baby

Justin hands Shadow Man paperwork, and Shadow Man signs it without once looking away from President Mac. Justin and Matthew both extend their hands to Shadow Man and he shakes both of their hands

Matt: Ladies and Gentlemen.. I give you our newest mem...

Shadow Man grabs the mic away from Matt and walks directly up to President Mac. He grabs him and kisses him on the cheek. 

Shadow Man: I know it was you ... you broke my heart

Shadow Man drops the mic as the crowd goes insane at this image of Shadow Man and President Mac face to face

Aiello: Wow... Matt and Justin have chosen to bring the man that Mac JUST screwed over to Brawl. The fans love it, I love it, but Mac looks furious. I really hate to do this right now, but it Mac has pointed to me and it looks like we need to head to a commercial break. We will be right back!

Piven: If Mac doesn't fire EVERYONE

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[President Mac]

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MATCH 1
CHRIS MAVERICK Vs SABRIYNN CASSIDY

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Aiello: Folks welcome back to Monday Night Brawl. For those of you who missed it, all you need to do is go ANYWHERE online to hear all about it as #BrawlIsShadow is now trending on twitter, as is #SilverAndGold

Piven: Two guys looking to get fired on day one

Aiello: What does Shadow Man coming to Monday Night Brawl mean in this whole grand scheme of things? Why did Justin and Matthew take this kind of risk? How will Mac respond? All this and more I am sure will be answered in time

Piven: Like a true and apparently ONLY professional, President Mac knew to cut to commercial so that he could set those punks straight. 

Aiello: Litterally nothing happened on break with the exception of Security coming down and clearing the ring before anything got out of hand. I'd hate to be Matt and Justin right now though. Lets hope they have rock solid contracts

"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. 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

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way first to the ring, from Montreal, Canada, weighing in at 209lbs and representing the Blacklist..."The Dissenter" CHRIS MAVERICK!!

Aiello: All of that can wait as we are now about ready for our first match which is about to get underway, and Chris Maverick will go first to try to draw first blood for the Blacklist.

Piven: I can practically hear James Spader screaming "lawsuit" right now. But you can't deny, they are a dangerous looking group.

Aiello: How dangerous can they be if 5 guys have to gang up to take out a woman, even one as talented as Liz Smalls?

Piven: Hey, they warned her not to wear that ensemble during Fan Day for NOC, didn't they?

Maverick gets a hail of boos as he steps into the ring, he grins menacingly at Jessica as she begins her next announcement.

The music to "Mr. Slowdeath" by the Butcher Babies blasts across the arena as the fans get up on their feet to cheer Sabriynn Cassidy. Cassidy comes out of the curtains hyping up the crowd. She goes to the middle of the stage and starts headbanging to the beat of the song, jogs down the ramp and slides in the ring. She goes on the 2nd rope screaming "SABRIYNN ROCKS!" and afterwards, she jumps down and awaits for the bell to ring.

Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from Voorhees, N.J., weighing in at 110lbs....SABRIYNN CASSIDY!!

Aiello: It's safe to say, a win against maverick would be a big boost to her momentum here in EWC.

Piven: Not to mention, a big boosts to her food budget. Geez, woman...HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF A SANDWHICH!! I'm getting anorexia just looking at her.

Aiello: You're not exactly slim and trim yourself, Mr. Selfridge!!

Piven: What can I say...your wife's a helluva cook, especially when you're not around!

Maverick wastes no time; he strips off his shirt, throws it right at Sabriynn's face, and begins to pummel her with punches and forearms. As she tries to get back up, Maverick stomps on the back of her head, and he laughs, flipping off the crowd before he drops to his knees and begins to choke her. The ref makes him break the hold after a 5 count, which makes him flip out and start cussing out the ref.

Aiello: It's obvious that sportsmanship has no room in Maverick's vocabulary.

Maverick picks Cassidy up, and drills her into the mat with an Alabama Slam. He arrogantly pins her by putting a single boot on her chest.

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2....

Kickout by Sabriynn!

Piven: Surprised she kicked out of that one.

Maverick shoves her into the turnbuckle, and chokes her for a few seconds with his boot. He showboats a bit more, then whips her into the opposite corner. He charges at her with a spear, but ends up eating nothing but ring post. While Chris Maverick grasps his shoulder in pain, Sabriynn climbs the turnbuckle...Cassidy hits the Stage Dive...cover by Cassidy...

1....

2....

th....kickout!

Aiello: Close, but no cigar!

Piven: Like you need to smoke; you can barely stand on an escalator without wheezing, old timer.

Sabriynn goes to pick Maverick up, but instead, he low blows her with a vicious uppercut. He then tosses Cassidy over the rope and outside the ring, the ref admonishes him for that, which Maverick disregards.

Maverick taunts Sabriynn before slamming her had against the guardrail. Cassidy is slumped over the railing, and Maverick begins to stomp the concrete, signaling for a superkick. Instead, his foot meets nothing but air, and his groin meets nothing but guard-rail as Sabriynn moves out of the way! As he grabbing his family jewels and getting teased by some fans ringside, Cassidy takes the opportunity to punt him in the gut, then sends him head first into the concrete with a snap DDT!

Piven: Both his heads got knocked in in that exchange.

Aiello: Both his heads? I don't....Piven! Nasty mother...

Both competitors are down as the crowd cheers on this out of the ring action. After several seconds, both get up, and Cassidy meets Maverick with a high kick to the head, knocking him woozy. She tries to Irish Whip him into the ring post, both Maverick overpowers her, and sends her crashing into the post instead.

Maverick tosses her back into the ring, and drops to one knee, stil lreeling from that DDT on the hard surface. He gets back inside, and picks Sabriynn back up. He sets her up with and Irish Whip, and almost takes her head off with a Rebound Lariat. Cover by Maverick...

1....

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2.99999....Kickout!

Aiello: Absolutely amazing! She managed to recover from that.

Piven: How is she not dead from that? She's barely big enough to ride a roller coaster for Christ's sake!

Chris Maverick is livid. He pounds on the mat, screaming. He then throws her into the corner and repeatedly stomps her, before knocking her down on her ass with a European uppercut. He then rears back, gets a running start, and tries to knee her in the face, but Cassidy once again wriggles her way out and Chris Maverick ends up smashing his knee against the turnbuckle.

Piven: What is with you and charging at people? At this point, you couldn't hit shit if you fell into a septic tank.

While Maverick is limping around, Cassidy, with blood dripping out of her mouth, manages to stagger her way back on her feet. She climbs the turnbuckle, and connects with a missile dropkick. Both fighters are now sprawled on the mat, seemingly out of it.

Aiello: Both competitors are giving it their all in this great opening bout; who'll have enough gas left to reach the finish line.

Piven: C'mon....DO NOT LOSE to a woman barely big enough to ride a roller coaster!

It's nearly 30 seconds before anybody gets up; the crowd cheering for Cassidy to pull it off. When Maverick gets up first, he punts Sabriynn in the stomach, and attempts to connect with Canada's Finest...Sabriynn once again slips out and rakes Maverick in the eyes!

she rebounds off the ropes while he's grabbing his eyes....Sabriynn connects with the CASSI-KNEE!

Aiello: Yes!

Piven: No!

Woozily, Cassidy makes the cover....

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3!!

Aiello: It's over! Sabriynn Cassidy has pulled off a huge upset tonight!

Piven: Grrrr! How did that little twig...

Aiello: Face it, Piven; sometimes size ISN'T everything!

Stroup: Your winner, via pinfall....SABRIYNN CASSIDY!!

Immediately after the ref raises her hand in victory, Sabriynn runs outside the ring, dives into the crowd...AND THE CROWD STARTS BODY SURFING HER ALL THE WAY TO THE EXIT RAMP!!

Aiello: The punk princess just rock and rolled her way to a big victory, and for the second time in a row, a woman proves the Blacklist just isn't the ladies choice.

Piven: One defeat means nothing; they'll be back on their feet. I expect them to have a big night still on Brawl.

[President Mac]

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COMMERCIAL BREAK

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RINGSIDE

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Jessica Stroup stands in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone in her hand. She begins to speak....

Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a warm, Dallas welcome to your new EWC Champion...TONY SAVAGE!!

"Shoot to Thrill" By AC/DC plays on the America Airlines Arena's P.A. system, but nobody can hear it, because the crowd is blowing up like artillery.

Aiello: This place is unbelievably loud right now, folks. The newly crowned EWC Champion is getting a reception like a returning war hero.

Piven: And my tinnitus just got exponentially worse! But, even I gotta admit; after that effort at NOC, he deserves a little time in the sun. Absolutely amazing run the last few weeks to get here, now, he sits at the top of the mountain.

And here comes the man of the hour, reviving his Fat Boy to ear popping proportions, and right behind him, a bunch of midgets wearing sunglasses, leather Savage Bail Bonds cuts, and riding plastic Big Wheels follow in tow, shooting off t-shirt cannons into the crowd.

Tony parks the chopper right next to the ring, and leaps over the ropes. Jessica hands him a mic, and it takes several moments for the crowd to calm down enough for him to be heard. Before he speaks, he pulls out a cigar and a match, strikes the match on his own forearm, and lights that big, fat, victory stogie before he addresses the crowd.

First off, big shout out to my fun sized little helpers, my Mini-T's!

The Mini-T's keep shooting off free swag into the crowd, as Tony unstraps the EWC Title from around his waist. He looks at it fondly for a moment, then...

A little over a year ago, I was in Jersey, fighting in casinos and amphitheaters up and down the East Coast. Hard to believe, less than 13 months later...

I would be standing right here, in Big D, holding the biggest prize in the sport today, one I earned, defeating one of the greatest competitors this company's even had on it's payroll, and I gotta tell ya...

The feeling I got right now, shit, I can't describe it, I really, really fucking can't put into words what a rush it is, to be representing this fed, and you people out there, as your EWC Champion. Thanks for having my back out there, folks; it's like having 16,000+ as my cornerman in this fight of mine!

The crowd gives Tony a thunderous pop.

Second, I gotta give props to the man who brought me up from AAA to the pros. He was one of the best friends and competitors this company ever had, and he was the one cat that always believed in me, even if I couldn't always see it for myself. You know who I'm talking about, the one and only....KID CANNABIS!!

*Absolutely nuclear pop for the dearly departed*

Long story short, if it wasn't for Can, I wouldn't be here, standing in this spot, having accomplished this wondrous feat, so, as thank you to one of our guardian angels, no long speeches, no sappy, tearful, drawn out debacles; I figured I'd thank him in a way he'd really appreciate....

On cue, a Mini-T climbs into the ring, and trades Tony his cigar for something, a tad bit stronger....



Piven: Oh, hellz yeah!! *Pulls out a $50 bill* I got chips ins on this!!

Tony holds the bong, points to the sky....

This bud's for you, brother! Thank you for everything, Mike. You just put in a good word with the man upstairs, if you're not busy being balls deep in every famous woman you can get your mitts. God knows how bad you've probably got Helen of Troy dick-whipped at this point!

Tony pulls a monster hit, and blows Gandalf quality smoke rings to the delight of the fans. He even lets Jessica take a toke; she nearly coughs her lungs out from it and grins before he has the Mini-T take it away.

A while back, I had a little speech about what a champion really is. Yo use, to me...

And maybe, just maybe, it's because I grew up a little too old-fashioned for the SnapChat generation, but....

A champion, a TRUE champion, is somebody that fights for something besides money and stature.

A true champion fights for the right things in this world; takes a stand, draws a line in the sand and proclaims....

Not on my watch!

They make sacrifices. God knows how many sacrifices I've made to get to this point; the hours that melt into days in the gym, the blood and sweat I've left in rings across the world, the friends I've lost, the enemies I've made....

The promises I've made, and I DAMN well intend to keep them....

It's not easy to be a man of principle in a cesspool filled with turds.

*Pauses*

Oh, I can't tell ya how easy it would be just to go with the flow of this fed right now and jump to the dark side like it seems week after week, roster members by the truckload seem to do. How my life would be so much easier...

Easier if I just took the cash and kept my mouth shut, easier if I just cliqued up with a pack of losers and degenerates and let them do the heavy lifting. Easier if, I just forgot who I was, how I was raised, and what I believed in my heart is the right thing to do. It'd be so mother...fucking easy to be just like anybody else. But, gotta tell ya a secret kids...

If yer Uncle T-Bird were like the rest of these dipshits and scumfucks...I sure as Hell wouldn't be up here with this bad boy wrapped around my gorgeous waist, you picking up what I'm laying down!?

Judging by the thunderous response, they certainly do.

That's the difference between being a champion...and a belt holder, because a belt holder only thinks about what the belt can do for them, while a champion, thinks about what they can do for the belt. And what I can do for this belt...

Is keep it, from being contaminated by the bullshit that's choking this company I've come to fall in love with since the day I signed the contract.

Safe from sucker punchers, cowards, thieves, degenerate pieces of shit...

AKA: about 80% of the payroll right now!

And safe from the very people that consider themselves above this company; better than this company.

Right now, EWC needs somebody willing to take out the trash, willing to bleed, to suffer, to do the right thing, no matter what the cost, because we've lost so much over the last few months over this bullshit war...

A war that people almost DIED fighting in, fighting for...

It needs someone to be it's champion. And since I got the biggest, shiniest, pants accessory in the industry right...

Guess that means I gotta play sheriff, or motherfucking Clint Eastwood getting his Pale Rider on...

I don't mind one goddamn bit.

So to anybody dumbass enough to steal, to lie, to cheat in this federation, better take heed...

You will be dealing with me, and I'm not coming alone. In fact, like the old quote...

There will be something following behind me especially for you sacks of shit...

Nothing but pure, unadulterated....HELL!!

As he gives the mic back to Jessica, he rolls out and starts greeting the fans, even stopping to have a beer and a selfie with some EWC faithful in the front row.

Aiello: Good God; he just declared war on almost half the roster in one swoop. Is he out of his mind?

Piven: I dunno, JoJo, but at the rate he's been going week after week, I don't know who I'd be more worried for; him... Or anybody dumb or crazy enough to test him at this point!!

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BACKSTAGE

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The scene switches to elsewhere backstage, where Living Dead Karl stands with his recently-won Combat Championship.

"You motherfuckers are stuh-STILL lookin' for a reason to believe I'm a leeeeegit zombie, well, NOW you're gonna see! Tonight, to-NIGHT, I'm go-gonna tear the HEART out of poor little Emma Louise's fuckin' ri-ribcage and EAT that fuckin' shit LIVE in th-th-this DUMP OF A CITY in this DUMP OF A STATE, and ain't NO ONE got anyone ta blame but they damn ssssselves for CONSTANTLY doggin' me on what's real! I'M real, bitch, I'm real, and in a minute, shit's guhhhhhh-gonna get, gonna get, gonna, gonna, guuuuuurrrrrRRRRRRRAAAUUUUGH!!!!!"

Living Dead Karl's patented Zombie Scream©®™, either a call to an unbridled rage being unleashed, or something it's just the frustration from having shit for brains.

"Shit's gonna get REALLY real. So ALL ya'll motherfuckers in the back, esPECIALLY little fuck boys like, like 'Mangina' Griffin Hawkins, o-or anyone tryin' ta fuck with MY title or the US one as well, aka ALSO what's gonna eventually be muh-MY title, and don't ANY of y'all motherfuckers think anything duuuuhhh-DIFFERENT about that... or even that fuckin' Shadon't Man and his fuckin' wack-ass ba-ba-bacon commercials that should be rrrrretired alongside HIS broken ass!

AAAAAANYONE AND EEEEEEVERYONE in the EWC... I'ma fuck ALL y'all lives up, ONE buh-BY ONE, until I got ALL the power, ALL the titles, ALL the bitches, ALL the muh-money, and ESPECIALLY a-all the motherfuckin' corpses I can CARRY, and that's a LOTTA fuckin' corpses. Suck my nuts, I'm outta here."

And with that, Living Dead Karl shambles on his way to wrestle Emma Louise...

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MATCH 2
LIVING DEAD KARL Vs EMMA LOUISE

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Aiello: Tonight has been full of excitement with Matt and Justin debuting, Shadow Man being signed to Brawl, Mac looking like he just shit out a turtle and Tony Savage getting a hero's welcome as our new EWC Champion. All of this, and we JUST got to Match two. Tonight's next match, is a hard working woman from the big city, versus the thing we just heard from backstage ... a decomposing menace who prides himself on being the big shitty!

Piven: Win or lose, it's obvious for Emma Louise after tonight...she's probably going to have to check out for a flesh eating bacteria after she's done with Karl tonight.

Aiello: You're not freaking joking, Jeremy. Have you SMELLED that jerk?!

Piven: The stench is tattooed to my brain. It's like a water buffalo's asshole wrapped in burnt tires and marinated in sewer water.

Aiello: More details than I needed to know. Okay, here's Jessica with the introductions.

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. 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.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, shambling his way to the ring, weighing in at a decomposing 255 lbs, from the grave in Gettysburgh, PA...LIVING DEAD KARL!!

This Little Girl" by Cady Groves plays and Emma steps through the curtain. Blows a kiss to the crowd a la Maria and then walks, half dancing to the ring where she slips feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestvly over the top rope

Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from London, U.K., weighing in at none of your business because it's not nice to ask a lady that question...EMMA LOUISE!!

As the bell rings, LDK uncharacteristically...extends his hand out in a show of respect?

Piven: If this doesn't scream set-up, I don't know what is.

Emma looks at LDK suspiciously, but LDK sells it so convincingly, so she shakes his hand...and nothing happens.

Aiello: Wait a darn moment...is Karl turning over a new leaf?

LDK: HA!! STUPID LITTLE BITCH! I JUST TOOK THREE MONSTER SHITS IN A ROW, AND DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT WASHING MY HANDS. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Piven: He did...and the other side of the leaf was just as rotten!

While LDK is laughing his ass off, Emma pulls out some rosary beads, wraps them around her fist, and punches LDK right in the nose. LDK hits the mat like he fell out of an airplane and writhes on the ground.

Piven: Our Father...who art in Heaven...hallowed be thy right cross!

Emma continues the divine assault, punching him repeatedly in the face while grounded with the rosary beads. Karl screams every time he gets hit, and Emma carefully hands the beads off to a ringside P.A., who promptly puts them in a decontamination bag. She rebounds off the top rope wit ha springboard moonsault, and covers Karl.

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2.99....Kickout!!

Frustrated, she rebounds off the ropes again, and this time, Karl meets her with a devastating big boot to the mouth! Karl's still woozy, trying to get the cobwebs out of his head, (which may be literal cobwebs, he is kinda gross) then drops down and begins to choke Emma out until the referee forces him to let go. Karl responds to the ref by hissing at him and dropping exactly 18 f-bombs in a span of 5 seconds, before dropping a standing elbow onto Emma's neck.

Aiello: Karl's retaken control of the match; he is laying the boots to Louise right now.

Karl picks Emma back up, and attempts to Irish Whip her, but he pulls her back and nearly takes her head off with a short arm clothesline. He drops back down and continues to choke her, until the ref has to break it up again. Karl continues his offensive offense, bouncing off the ropes and gaining some impressive altitude with a legdrop. Cover by LDK...

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2....

2.99....Kickout!!

Aiello: Not enough. LDK is livid right now.

When is this guy NOT pissed off!?

LDK argues with the ref, but to no avail. He picks Emma up, and throws her into the turnbuckle. LDK charges at her, but Emma uses her agility and wits to sidestep at the last moment. LDK crashes into the turnbuckle violently, but acts like it doesn't phase him. But Emma nimbly climbs to the top while he's showboating, and connects with a flying facecrusher. Cover by Emma..

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2.999....Kickout!

Aiello: Emma's showing some real smarts in the ring; she knows she can't outmuscle LDK, so she's using her superior agility to save the day!!

LDk slowly gets up, and Emma lays into him with a combo of kicks and punches. Once again, she goes to the ropes and tries a springboard hurricarana, but LDK holds on, and drills her into the mat with a vicious sit-down powerbomb. Cover by LDK....

1....

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2.9999....KICKOUT!!

Piven: How the hell did she kick out of that!?!

LDK is furious! He stomps around the ring. He picks up Emma, tries to set her up for Living Dead Whirl, but Emma wraps him up into a small package. Cover by Emma...

1....

2....Kickout. LDK grabs her legs again....LIVING DEAD WHIRL!!

She got spun around like she found out her girl cheated on her!!

Aiello: Ladies and gentlemen, Jeremy Piven, Prince of Profoundly inappropriate things to say!!

Karl grins, and goes for the cover....

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2.9999.....KICKOUT!!

Aiello: Emma Louise just won't quit! She's been hit with all sorts of heavy artillery, and she STILL keeps getting up.

Piven: I admire her for her courage in being able to stand that stench; whatever funk LDK's bringing to the party's turning the blue canvas black!!

Now fully enraged, LDK grabs Emma Louise and whips her hard into the turnbuckle. He charges at her, but she ducks out of the way. This time, however, LDK stops before impact. He turns around, goes for a bicycle kick...BUT INSTEAD CATCHES THE REFEREE RIGHT IN THE FACE, KNOCKING HIM COLD!! Emma uses this to her advantage, hitting the X-Factor. Cover by Louise...

Aiello: *starts counting* 1....2....3....

Piven: 4...5...6....7...Yeah, he's out like a light switch, bitch!

Suddenly, from the back, a masked figure storms down the ring....

Aiello: Wait a damn minute... that HCW's El Malparido. What's he doing here?

Piven: Knowing him; prolly a shitload of blow and skanks!!

Emma Louise goes over to check on the ref, who's completely non-responsive. Karl himself gets up slowly, while El Malparido beckons him to come over. Karl drops down, and El slips him a Zip Lock bag of white powder.

Aiello: What did Malparido slip LDK?

Piven: From the looks of it...about $600 worth of fine Peruvian flake!

*Aiello looks at him suspiciously* Wha? My agent's got a bit of a problem with the nose candy. How do you think I ended up on a PBS series for Christ's sake?

While Emma looks after the ref, El sneaks in and grabs her, locking her into a full Nelson. LDK takes the powder...

LDK starts mocking Emma, but as he's about to blind Emma, Emma slips free... EL MALPARIDO ENDS UP TAKING THE POWDER RIGHT INTO THE EYES!! El rolls out of the ring, screaming in pain, while LDK has this "oops" look on his face. He doesn't turn around in time...

EMMA LOUISE WITH THE GIRL CRUSH Cover....

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Stroup: Your winner...EMMA LOUISE!!

Aiello: What a spectacular job by Emma Louise. She survived a two on one assault, and came out victorious!

Piven: Yup, and LDK came up shorthanded. Not to mention, El's out about about a paycheck's worth of good snow!!

Emma celebrates outside the ring, giving high fives to audience members, while El and LDk argue with each other on the way to the backstage area.

[President Mac]

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RINGSIDE

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The scene cuts back to the arena as the fans get restless as to what will happen next. Their prayers are answered as Voodoo Child by Stevie Ray Vaughn begins to play throughout the arena.




The arena goes wild as 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 Tag Team Title on her shoulders. Taking Kurt by the arm Alyssa escorts banged up Kurt Newman down to the ring.

Joe Aiello: Here he is folks! Your International Champion making his way down to the ring with the very sexy Alyssa Devine.

Jeremy Piven: Oh man Joe, if she was a Mail Box I'd mount her on my front lawn.

Joe Aiello:Riiiiiight. Anyways folks as you can see Kurt is badly stitched up and walking with a limp. Well that happened after his match with Luke Wolfe at Night Of Champions for the International Title.

Jeremy Piven: Let me tell you Joe, I've seen a couple of Barbed Wire Ladder matches in my day and let me tell you, that was the most gruesome and exciting matches I've ever seen.

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 makes his way 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 the ring crew quickly grab the streamers from out of the ring.

Joe Aiello:Now I heard from his manager, Chris Constantine, that he's here tonight to address the events that happened at the end of Night of Champions. Now there has been plenty of speculation this week in which what side Kurt will now be on when it comes between Mac and Shadow Man. He's been loyal to both individuals since the beginning and it'll be interesting to see who he sides with.

Jeremy Piven: Well if Kurt had half of brain, which is hard to tell at times, he'd side with the guy that pays him to be in that ring. I mean if Kurt wants to be successful around here then you have to side with management.

Joe Aiello:But you can never tear apart the chemistry that Shadow Man and Kurt have had since they first teamed up. I mean the Dynamic Duo is such a treasure here in EWC.

Jeremy Piven: That might be but friendships can fall apart just with a snap of a finger.

Receiving a microphone from one of the stage hands, Kurt holds the microphone in hand as he stares at the screaming fans that surround him. With a smile on his face, Kurt is about to talk but stops as the arena begins a chant.

FANS CHANT: KURT FUCKING NEWMAN!…...clap, clap, clap…….KURT FUCKING NEWMAN!…..clap, clap, clap……….KURT FUCKING NEWMAN!…...clap, clap, clap………

Kurt puts his hand up in appreciation as he brings the microphone up to his mouth.

Kurt Newman: Last week I went one on one with Luke Wolfe in a match that was one of the top matches of the night. There wasn't need of beating up a girl afterwords or someone stabbing another person in the back just to get ratings or to get noticed. No, Luke and I…...we had a war. We gave it our all and left everything in the ring for the International Title and for the EWC universe. We left body parts, spilled blood, and left that arena with broken bones and broken state of minds. We put everything we had in that ring and we made a classic match that will go down in history for this International Title.

Taking the International Title off his waist, Kurt holds it in the air as he goes back to talking.

Kurt Newman: Luke! You gave me everything that you had and then some and you put on one hell of a match. Next time I see you, I want to shake your hand man because you put up one hell of a fight and you just got my respect bro. So next time you want another go at my International Title, you just pick up that phone and call me and we'll put on another classic match.

The fans go nuts as Kurt hands Alyssa the International Title.

Kurt Newman: Now last week at Night Of Champions we all saw what happen at the end of the show with the X vs. Shadow Man match. We all saw what Mac did to help X defeat Shadow Man…...and if you haven't yet, then pause your DVR and go watch it at EWC.com because you missed one exciting night. But enough shameful marketing. Spoiler alert, Mac attacked Shadow Man during the match which gave X the opportunity to get the win.

Kurt is quickly cut off as the arena fills with boos.

Kurt Newman: Now a lot of people have been asking me all week, “Kurt! Who's side are you on? Are you on Mac's side or are you on Shadow Man's side.” See when this whole Civil War thing started, I joined Macs side because EWC…….this was his baby. This was his creation and there was no way that I was going to let someone else take it away from him. So I stood by Mac, through the good times and the bad times because I knew Mac had a vision for EWC. There were two people that stood by Macs side throughout this ordeal. While Floyd Shooter, Derrick Wellings, and Madison Mitchell did their own thing…….Shadow Man and myself…...we stood by your side and took the beatings from X's goons. Bring that camera a little bit closer bud, I want Mac and the rest of the EWC universe to see the expression on my face as I continue this little promo.

The camera obliges and moves in closer as Kurt takes his aviator glasses off to show a nice sized bruise on his eye. He takes the glasses off though to show Kurt's emotion as he begins to talk again.

Kurt Newman: We did a lot for you Mac because we trusted you. We didn't agree with a lot of what you did or said but we followed you. Hell, you could of led us to the gates of hell themselves and we would had probably followed you Mac if you had the right vision. At Night of Champions Shadow Man gave it all to you. He put his body on the line for your vision. He trusted you to have his back. Not in a million years did Shadow Man or anyone else think that you would screw us in the manner that you did.

But you did Mac. You took that knife and stabbed everyone that had ever helped you in the back and you watched with enjoyment as we squirmed and started to bleed out. Now when I saw this act by your hands……..I couldn’t believe it at first. I thought I had a concussion and I was just seeing things…..but Alyssa…….she was freaking out. She didn't understand what she was seeing. Chris, he was cussing up a storm at what he was seeing. And as I watched closer to what was going on…….it dawned on me that you weren't playing around Mac. That this was for real. And just as I was about to stand up and make my way to the ring to go save my friend…..all broken and cut up as I am right now……. 10 EWC security guards tackled me down and pinned me to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't fight, and I could barely breath Mac. All I could do was feel pain and watch on the monitor as my best friend was being pinned for the three count.

Tossing his sun glasses into the crowd, anger consumes his face and voice now as Kurt gets even closer to the camera.

Kurt Newman: So as you can tell by my voice and how close this camera is that you can tell what my answer is when it comes to the question of who's side am I on, it's pretty damn obvious that I'm as sure as hell not on your side Mac. You fucked us over. You fucked the EWC roster. You fucked the EWC over Mac and because of this you'll pay for your transgressions with my boot going up your ass…..not in the good way either Mac that kinky fucks like myself like to see. No, I'll be sure to wrap that boot in barbed wire, glue some glass on it, and place a Kurt Newman dildo with razor blades imbedded into it right on the top of my boot so when I stick that boot up your poop shoot…..you'll be shitting blood for the next year.

The arena goes nuts as Kurt takes a moment to cool himself off and to take a breather.

Kurt Newman: The only thing I want to know now Mac is why? Why fuck us over like you did? Was it because of money? Was it because of ratings? Or was it because you just got sick and tired of being the good guy and that you just finally showed the EWC universe your true colors. I know you'll explain to everyone why you did what you did but for what ever the reason is, my response is going to be the same…...and that is I'm going to kick your ass. And if Shadow Man was here he'd say……..oh wait…...that's right... he is here!

The arena goes wild and many Shadow Man chants are now being started

Kurt Newman: So…..without further adieu…….Mr. EWC himself! Shadow Man!

"Invincible" by OK Go then begins to play over the Sound System as the arena erupts in cheers. Shadow Man once again makes his way very slowly down the ramp in crutches. Kurt Newman slides out of the ring and meets Shadow Man half way

Shadow Man and Kurt Newman shake hands and then have a whispering conversation, Kurt motions to give Shadow Man the mic, but Shadow Man declines and then finally takes the mic after Kurt's persistence

Shadow Man: I don't have much to say... except... there is a saying, everything is BIGGER in Texas... so fans... if you could do me a favor.. if you could count 1, 2, 3 at my signal... really loudly... something special will happen. Are you ready?

The fans scream "YES"

Shadow Man: Ok.. start the count

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Fireworks and flames shoot off up and down the ramp surrounding Shadow Man and Kurt Newman. Then as the smoke clears there is clear wording on the Extreme Tron that matches the T-Shirts Shadow Man and Kurt Newman are now wearing

THE FORCE

Aiello: Wait WHAT?

Piven: The Force? Is BACK? 

Aiello: Shadow Man and Kurt Newman are both wearing THE FORCE t-shirts right now, and one can only imagine that either they've either changed their Tag Team names from The Dynamic Duo to The Force.. or the former legendary stable of old has returned to the EWC

Shadow Man and Kurt Newman high-five each other as they head up the ramp and backstage

Piven: Could The Force be the answer to Project Chaos and The Blacklist? I guess we will find out eventually. It sounds like we got something going on backstage, a car or something

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BACKSTAGE

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An interruption, courtesy of a black custom 1957 Chevy Bel Air can be heard the arena sound system. The car is seen driving into the backstage area and the engine revs repeatedly. The sound of the 454 V8 big block crate engine echoes and screams as it pulls up. The car is shut off and the camera does a 360 pan around the blast from the past. The windows are mostly tinted and it keeps the identity of the person behind the wheel a secret for the time being.

The door slowly opens and out steps a man with a tall frame of about six foot three, our camera slowly pans up to reveal that it is the arrival of the "Canadian Controversy" Shawn Cage.

Who gives the camera a sarcastic wave.

Shawn Cage smirks at the camera and then reaches into the car and removes the keys from the ignition, he reaches behind the seat and pulls out a gym bag with what appears to be two championship belts tucked inside along with some other items, he closes the door and clicks the button to set the alarm and then brushes past the camera man and walks towards the back walking off into the distance, assuming to meet with President Mac.

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MATCH 3
SLADE HARDISON Vs SAM ATTIC

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Joe Aiello: Wow, Shawn Cage is in the building ladies and gentleman. He is of course no stranger to the world of wrestling having debuted almost 29 years ago on August 14th, 1986 at CIW On Your TV. Let's shift focus back into the ring here... We’re still feeling the aftermath of Night of Champions tonight. We are about to see Sam Attic and Slade Hardison, two men who lost at Night of Champions XII look for some redemption tonight.

Jeremy Piven: Sam Attic started so hot in EWC, but has found some difficulty finding footing while Slade Hardison hasn’t found his niche yet. Can one of these two men get lucky enough to turn their luck around?

Jessica Stroup: The following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Lexington, Kentucky, standing 6’3” and weighing in at 255 lbs. He is SLADE HARDISON!

”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. 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.

Jeremy Piven: At Night of Champions XII, we saw Blacklister Chris Maverick eliminate Slade Hardison and Emma Louise in the Brand Championship match. While we don’t know what Slade Hardison has in store for Chris Maverick, we know that Slade will want to get back to his winning ways against Sam Attic.

Joe Aiello: Luckily for him, Sam Attic hasn’t seen any luck during the month of June. With Slade Hardison still getting his footing after returning to EWC, he can still easily walk out this match the winner.

Jessica Stroup: His opponent standing 6’2”, weighing in at 235 lbs from Las Vegas, Nevada! He is ”PSYCHO” SAM ATTIC!

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.

Joe Aeillo: Despite not having much luck in June or May having only won two matches against Jack Redd and Cory Chevelle respectively, Sam Attic is coming off of Night of Champions XII with a Match of the Night Contender, despite losing to Metal Black in her fourth match.

Jeremy Piven: I agree, that was a Match of the Night contender for sure. That match might have just given “Psycho” Sam Attic the kick he needs to come out on top tonight. Will Sam Attic of Blacklist make an impressive victory for Blacklist tonight or will Slade Hardison keep Sam’s name on that Blacklist?

The bell rings and as soon as the referee’s back is turned away, Sam runs out and starts punching away at Slade’s face. Firing fists back, Slade and Sam trade blows against each other’s bodies. Eventually Sam gets the upper hand by driving a knee into Slade’s body. He doubles over and Sam hits a Single Arm DDT.

Rolling away Slade grabs the ring rope and gets up, but Sam pushes past the referee and drives his fist over his opponent’s head until he releases the ropes, throws him at the opposite end then walks out to the center and hits a Hip Toss on his opponent. Same then bounces off the ropes and drops both knee’s on his opponent’s face and chest.

Joe Aiello: Lots of aggression of Sam Attic here tonight. He wants to pick up a win after a rough month. I don’t blame him at all.

Jeremy Piven: But don’t you dare count out Slade Hardison. He’s also been ready to return to EWC and has trained hard for this.

Slade holds his face and chest but the Psycho picks his opponent up using his arms and attempts to hit a Vertical Suplex but Hardison blocks his attack. Once more Sam tried to hit a Vertical Suplex but again Slade blocks it, breaks the hold and hits a Belly-To-Belly Suplex. The two get up quickly and Slade this time hits a Dropkick. He follows up with a second drop kick as Sam gets up the third time and the fourth time Slade hits a Spine Buster Slam.

Slade mounts his opponent and fires his fist away several times over his Sam’s head. The fans start getting behind Slade as he stands up, bounces off the ropes then lands a leg drops over his opponent’s chest. Sam rolls out towards the ropes and uses them to break off Slade’s attack. The crowd boos loudly as Sam leans halfway out of the ropes and the referee prevents him from attacking.

Jeremy Piven: Sam Attic is taking advantage of any rules that he can. The fans aren’t liking this but it is a great strategy on Sam Attic’s part.

Joe Aiello: Slade Hardison on the otherhand has to find a way to keep Sam where he needs him. The newly formed Blacklist need Sam Attic to win as badly as Slade Hardison needs to win too.

The referee pushes Slade Hardison back and Sam Attic slowly comes back into the ring. Growing confidant, Sam irritates Slade by taunting him but Slade moves around the referee and clobbers Sam, knocking him to the ground with a Bicycle Kick. Sam tries going outside but Slade stops him by stomping over his back. Rolling into the center of the ring, Sam continues to get stomped on until Slade picks him up with is hands, whips him into the ropes and attempts a Backbreaker.

Sam yells loudly and once again Slade pulls him up, lifts his opponent up and hits Suplex. Seeking safety, Sam rolls out of the ring and Slade follows him. The referee begins counting…



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Slade hits a Dropkick from behind and puts Sam on his knees. Placing a knee against his opponent’s back, Slade thrust’s Sam’s back into his knee.



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Slade helps Sam up, places him on the ring edge then as hard as he can, pushes Sam’s back into the turnbuckle. The fans cheer on Slade as Sam screams and the two get back into the ring.

Joe Aiello: The fans are enjoying the sight of seeing any member of Blacklist in pain at this moment. Slade Hardison looks to go back to his winning ways on the back of “Psycho” Sam Attic tonight.

Jeremy Piven: That’s right, Joey. Sam Attic might be in over his head tonight.

Slade Hardison signals for the Kentucky Drop, “The Bad Guy” JTC makes a run out and gets to the ring. The referee turns and sees him in time and starts pushing JTC out of the ring. Slade Hardison is distracted and gives attention to challenging JTC to attack him. Suddenly, through the crowd, Leon Roberts makes a run in and slides into the ring. He helps Sam Attic into a turnbuckle, the crowd starts booing as he hits a low blow on Slade Hardison. Falling over, Slade turns around to get with Diablos Claw as Sam recovers. Quickly, Leon Roberts gets out of the ring and runs through the crowd again while JTC heads back up the ramp.

Jeremy Piven: Blacklist is earning that name at this point! They’re helping one another out anyway they possibly can. Leon Roberts and JTC almost gave this match to Sam Attic on a silver platter.

Joe Aiello: The fans don’t like this one bit. What could President Mac and the board of directors be thinking allowing these kinds of shenanigans continue?

JTC walks to back yelling at the referee who turns around to see Sam Attic come out of the corner he’s in, lifts up Slade Hardison to hit a Lights Out and start building steam again. The fans boo loudly as he signals the end for Slade, getting him up once more, “Psycho” Sam Attic hits the Kansas Tornado and then covers his opponent…



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The bell rings out as “In The City” plays on the PA System. The fans boo loudly as Sam raises on hand up while holding on his back.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by pin fall, ”PSYCHO” SAM ATTIC!

WINNER BY PIN FALL: “PSYCHO” SAM ATTIC

Jeremy Piven: That was a horrible display of showmanship, having two people help you win a match… I loved it. Blacklist needs to remain united together and working as one solid unit.

Joe Aiello: Well that’s what they need right now, to remain together and let Project Chaos know there are new bullies on the block tonight. The fans here at Brawl on the other hand didn’t like this one bit. Is this perhaps where The Force will come in? Folks, we’ll be back after these messages.

[President Mac]

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MATCH 4
JAMES KASH Vs XAVIER REID

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Piven: Hey, JoJo, I need to tell you something; it's really important.

Aiello: Really? What is it, Jeremy?

Piven: I just wanted to say...I'm sorry!

Aiello: *confused* O...kay...apology accepted...

Piven: *grinning devilishly* No, no, no, Joe...I'm sorry....

Aiello: Jeremy, I'm not following y....*sniff*sniff* *scrunches his nose in disgusting from the smell* Oh! You nasty freaking bastard...that's just rank!!

Piven: Blew you a little kiss, JoJo. I've been letting that bad boy percolate since lunch at Chipolte's!

Aiello: *pinching his nose* Oh, that is horrible. Did my grandpa teach you how to fart?

Piven: Hehehehe...*sniff*...uggh...now I AM legit sorry! It's starting to smell like Karl over here now.

Aiello: *spraying Febreeze and swatting Piven with a rolled up newspaper* Let's just get on with the match...blech!!

"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. 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

Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, our first contestant in this match...scheduled for one fall... making his way to the ring, from Houston, TX and weighing in at 275 lbs....JAMES KASH!!

Aiello: Although Jessica Black won the brand battle royale, James Kash had an impressive outing at Night of Champions.

Piven: He was a buzzsaw out there, single handedly taking out 3,4 other wrestlers. This Xavier Reid going to have a hell of a time on his hands, lemme tell you!

Aiello: But is he worn out from NOC; will he have enough in the tank to get the win?

The lights inside the arena go out as Cochise starts up. A single strobe light flashes in the direction of the stage. As the lyrics come in Xavier walks out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. He paces back and forth across the stage before walking to the edge of the ramp and raising his arms into the air, crossing his forearms into a X over his head. He walks down to the ring, eyes glued on to that ring and ignores the fans he passes. Xavier marches up the steps and jumps into the ring. He heads right to the corner and climbs up to the middle rope and once again raises his arms into the air and crossed his forearms into a X

Stroup: And his opponent, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 220lbs...XAVIER REID!!

Aiello: Reid's got quite a pedigree on him, wouldn't you say, Piven.

Piven: No, I wouldn't. We get so many guys in here claiming to be descendants of legends, I can't keep track. Legacy doesn't mean shit; only talent and performance.

As the bell rings, Kash jumps to an early start. He pummels Reid relentlessly, then tosses him into the turnbuckle with a violent Irish Whip, following up with a Stinger Splash. Xavier Reid stumbles out of the corner, looking like he had a few too many at happy, before landing face first on the mat.

Aiello: Kash is already coming out blazing hot!

Kash begins to climb to the top of the turnbuckle as Xavier Reid gets back on his feet, but, something is wrong. One of the top ropes begins to wobble; there's a snapping sound and the rope breaks. Kash tries to keep his footing, but slips, falls...

JAMES KASH LANDS AKWARDLY ON HIS LEFT FOOT, AND A LOUD POPPING SOUND CAN BE HEARD IN THE FRONT ROW!!

KASH: AAAAAAAAAGH! *clutching his knee in agony*

Aiello: Oh, no....

Piven: Good God; he pulled a Sid Vicious! I saw that leg bend all sorts of wrong.

Kash hobbles around, trying to get balanced, Reid takes advantage....SHOWTIME KICK! Cover by Xavier Reid....

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The Ref calls for the bell and the EMT's, and raises Xaviers hand in victory.

Stroup: Your winner....by pinfall....XAVIER REID!!

Aiello: Xavier gets a victory, but Kash is hurt. He's hurt real bad.

Replays on the EWC-tron shows Kash's kneecap shift in an awkward direction. Xavier Reid just smirks as he walks up the ramp, mouthing the words "Fuck him; I did my job!" as paramedics and referee John Dean check on Kash, who's howling in pain.

Piven: These types of injuries make everybody wince; wrestlers, fans, medics. God, I hope it isn't as bad as it looks; Kash has a bright future ahead of him; a knee injury is the last thing he needs.

Aiello: New Brawl GM's Justin and Matthew are down there with a ring crew, consoling Kash while the crew fixes the turnbuckle. Folks, we'll keep you updated on James Kash's status. Plus, Xavier Reid's scored a huge opening victory. Damn, Piven, just...damn!! You just hate to see that!

[President Mac]

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TAG TEAM MATCH
THE BLACK LIST
[DEREK WELLINGS & JTC]
Vs 
METAL BLACK & TONY SAVAGE (C)

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Aiello: Welcome back ladies and Gentleman. As a quick update, it sounds like James Kash is on his way to the medical center. It sounds like he may have broken his leg or ankle in that last match

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time, for tonight's MAIN EVENT!

The lights dim. The stage lights flicker as Scum Of The Earth by Rob Zombie begins to play.

Scum of the earth
Come on!

We then see Derek Wellings walk out at the entrance way, with JTC walks through the audience. When JTC joins Derek at the Ramp, they raise their arms up, wit th eDevil horns up, and fire crackers explode behind then.

Yeah
Run and kill
Destroy the will
A hero that doesn't exist
Yeah
Smoking gun
Well I am the one
A bullet hole
In your fist
Yeah

Derek and JTC make their way to the ring, ignoring the heckling fans. The then quickly enter the ring.

Hey, I'm breathing
Hey, I'm bleeding
Hey, I'm screaming
Scum of the earth
Come on

Hey, I'm breathing
Hey, I'm bleeding
Hey, I'm screaming
Scum of the earth
Come on!

The two get onto opposite corners, and raise both arms with the devil horns. JTC gives a rather sadistic looking smirk, as Derek chuckles, just as he takes off his title belt from his waist, raising it up in the air.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing First. Representing the Blacklist. Weighing at a combined weight of 518 pound. Jonathan Thomas Cross, and the EWC Hardcore champion, Derek Wellings!

The lights dim as a few acoustic cords get strummed over the PA. As "Conditions of my Parole" by Puscifer hits in full blast, Metal Black emerges from the back in a leather jacket and... frankly, not a whole lot else. With a pool cue slung over one shoulder and a Black & Mild cigar tucked between her lips, she takes her time making her way down the ramp. She high fives fans, she stops to lean over the guard rail and let them take pictures with her, and otherwise seems to be having the time of her life.

Jessica Stroup: Introducing their opponents. First, from Detroit Michigan. METAL BLACK!

Metal Black leans her pool cue up against the apron before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. She paces around a bit before putting her cigar out on one of the turnbuckles, then flicks it to the floor and pull herself up on the corner. The cheers of the crowd heighten for a moment as she grabs the edges of her jacket, hesitantly... then tugs it from her shoulders, tossing the jacket to the referee and revealing what might well be the lewdest ring attire in professional wrestling.

"Shoot to Thrill" by AC/DC, and the roar of a Fat Boy Lo, signaling to the fans some degenerate asshole's about to get his evening ruined

Jessica Stroup: And Her Tag team partner now making his way into the ring, from Atlantic City, N.J., via Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 245 lbs....

EWC's official bail bondsman....The Atlanta Falcon...., and the NEW EWC Champion....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.

Joey Aiello: The Blacklist is here for a fight tonight.

Jeremy Piven: Well what else can you expect. Either way, this will be good.

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

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

Leon Roberts (without his spike vest) and his wife Monica rise up from under the stage, and appear sitting on a skeleton bone throne, with Monica sitting on Leon's lap. They both get up. Once they do, Monica kneels infront of Leon, facing the crowd, as Leon raises his arms, with both hands in devil horn pose, as fire burst behind them. The arena lights are now all red.

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

The two begin to walk down to the ring. Once at the ring, they look up at Derek and JTC. Savage glares at them, and begins to start a bit of trash talking. Leon and Monca chuckle. Leon then gives the cuthroat sign to Savage and Metal Black. The two make their way to Piven and Aeillio, and grab a chair, and a couple headsets. Leon sits down first, with Monica sitting on his lap.

Joey Aiello: So we are being joined by the Defacto leader of the blacklist, Leon Roberts.

Leon Roberts: Actually, the Blacklist is more like a brotherhood of anarchy and destruction. We are equal in most regards. Either way, it's time for Wellings and JTC to F%^& those two up.

Joey Aiello: You can't swear here Leon. We're on live TV!

Leon Roberts: F%^& the rules, F%^& the censors, F%^& Savage, I want to F%^& Metal Black,, and of course....F%^& you guys if ya are a bunch of weak ass pussies.

Jeremy Piven: Damn. But Monica...you okay with what Leon just said about Metal Black?

Monica Roberts: Okay with it? I'd join in.

Jeremy:.....Hot!

Leon Roberts: Indeed. And here's how it's going to look like by the endof the night. Savage and Metal Black are going to be absolutely wrecked and broken. Just as, if not more then what I did to Liz Smalls, and likely what's gonna be coming to her.

Jeremy Piven: Is that your prediction?

Leon Roberts: Yeah, plus it's just truth. Now let's see this match before I turn my ire towards you ass clowns.

The bell sounds and the Blacklist Nods to each other, and rush across the ring looking for flying clotheslines. Wellings leaps into Savage, while JTC comes at Metal Black. Savage and Metal Black catch them coming in and launch them both over the top rope with matching t-bone suplexes.

Joey Aiello: Nice set of-

Monica Roberts: -Yeah Joey, I know I got a nice set of tits, and legs hun.

Joey Aiello: I was talking about the suplexes.

Jeremy Piven: Riiight. Anyways...Not looking so good for your boys eh?

Leon Roberts: They got it under control.

JTC and Derek crash to the floor, bouncing up almost to all fours before falling back to the concrete, facedown. Savage slips out to the floor while Metal Black climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckles. Savage drags JTC and Derek up and smashes them head to head.

Jeremy Piven: That's gonna leave a mark.

Leon Roberts: Derek's got a tough skull, he'll be fine.

As they stagger back a step, Metal Black leaps off the top, crashing down into clotheslines on both Blacklisters. JTC crashes back into the railing while Derek falls back into the waiting arms of Savage. Metal Black gets to his feet as Savage gives Wellings a spinebuster on the floor. Metal Black pulls JTC back up and tosses him into the ring. Savage and Metal Black both dive in behind him and pull JTC to his feet. They whip him across the ring and catch him bouncing off the ropes for a double spinbuster, Savage diving on top for the cover.

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KICKOUT!!!

Joey Aiello: What teamwork by Metal black and the EWC champion.

Leon Roberts: They'll need to if they want to stand a F%^&en chance against my boys.

Jeremy Piven: Ladies and gentlemen, we have somebody in denial.

Leon Roberts: More like somebody who'll have my boot up their F%^&en ass if they don't call the match!

Monica Roberts: I'd listen Jer. He's done it before.

Jeremy Piven: I don't even want to know.

Savage pulls JTC up to his feet and angrily whips him towards Metal Black. as the crowd gasps, Metal Black elevates JTC and catches him across her shoulders, dropping back into a Samoan drop. Metal Black rolls out of the way as Savage runs over and hits a big splash.

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SHOULDER UP!!!

Joey Aiello: Nice double team effort there.

Monica Roberts: I heard Metal Black really likes being double teamed.

Jeremy couldn't help but laugh at that, and exchanges high five with Monica. Meanwhile in the ring, Savage starts to stand up and JTC pulls him down into an inside cradle.

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REVERSAL BY Metal Black!!!

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KICKOUT!!!

Joey Aiello: Close calls there.

Leon Roberts: Took 'em long enough, but it's now gonna be a bloody good time!

Jeremy Piven: For your boys sake, let's hope so.

Savage and Metal Black pull JTC up and throw him into the corner. JTC bounces hard off the turnbuckles. Savage whips him hard across the ring and then grabs his own partner. As JTC crashes into the opposite turnbuckles, Savage whips Metal Black towards the same corner. JTC has barely looked up when Metal Black crashes into him with a big clothesline. Metal Black moves out of the way and Savage rushes in, crashing into JTC with a big hip attack. JTC falls to the mat face first and Savage rolls him over. Metal Black climbs to the top and leaps off, landing a big splash off the top.

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Derek MAKES THE SAVE!!!

Joey Aiello: It's not over yet folks.

Jeremy Piven: JTC has taken a real beating tonight.

Leon Roberts: And he'll deliver twice as much when given the chance!

Savage goes for a big boot but Wellings catches it and hits a big capture suplex. Metal Black gets to his feet and starts to move in only for JTC to trip her and pull her down into a schoolboy.

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KICKOUT!!!

Joey Aiello: The Blacklist begins a comeback.

Leon Roberts: If we wanted a F%^&en comeback, we'd scrap it from your F%^&en throat!

Jeremy Piven: Lay off, he was complimenting that the Blacklist are finally getting some action.

Monica Roberts: Jer, you're starting to push your luck here. As Leon stated before, just call the F%^&en match!

Metal Black staggers up and Wellings whips Savage into him in the corner. JTC staggers up as Wellings rushes in for a big Stinger Splash on the both of them. He steps back and drops to all fours as JTC rushes in towards them. He looks for a Springboard Splash only to be caught and double powerbomb him down across the back of Wellings. JTC rolls off as Metal Black drops an elbow to the back of the head of Wellings. Metal Black rolls Wellings over and covers him.

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JTC TAKES METAL BLACK OVER IN A ROLLING CRADLE!!!

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Savage SOCCER KICKS JTC OFF!!!

The crowd erupts, and chants 'This is Awesome'.

Joey Aiello: What an intense match.

Monica Roberts: We're inclined to actually agree with the monkey who are watching behind us.

Jeremy Piven: This has been an awesome match.

As Savage starts to reach for JTC, Wellings runs to the ropes and hits a springboard sunset flip.

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KICKOUT!!!

Both fighters start to get up and JTC moves in behind him, allowing the two members of the Blacklist to give Savage a bit of a Blacklist Beatdown. JTC covers, hooking the leg.

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Joey Aiello: Metal Black makes the save!!!

Monica Roberts: F%^&en B#tch!

Wellings goes for a kick but misses and Metal Black catches his foot. Wellings goes for an enziguri but Metal Black catches that foot and allows Wellings to crash to the mat. Metal Black takes both legs and turns him over into a Boston crab. JTC leaps up and crashes into Metal Black with a spinning heel kick. As he gets back up, Savage rushes by, looking for a springboard clothesline, but Wellings trips the rope, causing Savage to trip and fall outside, and lands in a bit of an awkward way

Jeremy Piven: DAMN!

Joey Aiello: Savage might be out cold there.

Leon Roberts: It was inevitable.

Wellings smirks, and slides to the outside, as JTC sizes up Metal Black.. When she begins to get up, he smirks, and rushed at her, punting her in the ribs hard. The ref meanwhile is warning Wellings and Savage to return to their corners, but JTC gets the ref's attention, before going for a pinfall.

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KICKOUT!

Wellings picks up Savage, and flapjacks him into the ring post. The crowd is booing loudly at the Blacklist, as Derek does so again.

Joey Aiello: This is sickening!

Leon Roberts: This is Derek getting F%^&en revenge for having his title shot being taken away by that prickwad he's been beating infront of us!

Jeremy Piven: Dude, you're gonna take us off the air if you keep swearing like that.

Leon Roberts: You want to put your mouth to better use and suck my dick!

Jeremy: Ummm...no.

Leon Roberts: Then shut the F%^& up.

Monica Roberts: Easy there Honey. He's not worth it.

Leon smirks,just as he and Monica kiss. Meanwhile, JTC looks very frustrated. He nearly attacks the ref, but keeps his cool. He looks over at Wellings, who shows him the result of his handiwork. Tony Savage has been busted open. But Savage breaks free, and begins to fight Wellings outside. JTC smirks, as he turns around, just in time to see Metal Black swing at him with a clothesline. But JTC dodges, and hits a DDT. He then goes for the Tap out, but Metal Black is able toget him into a roll up. She also has a handful of tights for leverage.

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The ref rings the bell, as this match is over.

Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners. Metal black, and the EWC champion, TONY SAVAGE.

Jeremy Piven: Well how do ya like that Leon? Your prediction didn't come true.

Leon Roberts: Not yet is hasn't.

The ref raises the arms of Metal black and Tony Savage. Both begin to leave the ring, as Leon and Monica take off their headsets. They then begin to attack Savage and Metal black, with Monica going after Metal. Meanwhile, the crowd Boos, as Maverick and Same attic hop over the barricade.

Joey Aiello: Another beat-down by Blacklist. But why is Monica helping?

Jeremy Piven: Damn. She's got some good legs.

Metal Black exchanges lefts and rights with Monica, who seems to be holing her own. Suddenly, Sam punches the back of Metal Black's head, and smirks, as Monica hits a Chick Kick to Metal's head.

Joey Aiello: Somebody call security!

Jeremy Piven: Doubt that will help.

The other members of The Blacklist shove Savage back in the ring and follow, before kicking him. JTC and Maverick hold Savage in place. Savage tries to break free, but Derek kicks him in the balls.

Joey Aiello: Sickening.

Jeremy Piven: They just don't care, do they?

With Sam and Monica, Sam has gotten hold of the titles. He tosses in the EWC title, before knocking Metal down with the Hardcore title. Monica smirks, as she strips off her top, leaving her in her shorts and a black bra with red lace. She is getting alot of cat calls.

Jeremy Piven: I think this just became worth it.

Monica and Sam use her shirt as a makeshift rope, as they tie Metal Black's hands behind the ring post. Monica tells Sam to going, as she begins to hit Chick Kicks to Metal black's head.

In the ring, Leon and Derek have taken turns punching Savage. Same gets in. They all smirk, giving Savage to Sam, and Sam hits a big Tornado DDT. Monica lsides in, finished with Metal Black. Derek picks up Savage, as Monica grabs a mic.

Monica Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, the blacklist fully sponsors your need for daily carnage. And to show why there is No Mercy for Nobody, we bring you...the Five Point Death Hazard....Wellings's version.

Same, Maverick, JTC, and Leon all climb to the top rope, as Derek hits the Army Strong on Savage. It is then, that the other four leap off the top, and hit Savage at the same time.

Joey Aiello: He's had enough guys.

Jeremy Piven: Clearly, They don't care.

Leon keels down, as Derek picks up the EWC titles. Leon then takes Savage's blood, and draws a Pentagram on his chest, marking him as destroyed. Derek raises his hardcore title, and Savages EWC championship, garnering massive booes. He drapes the EWC title over Savage, as the five of them bring their fists together, over Savage.

Suddenly there is an eruption of cheers as Kurt Newman comes running down to the ring with a chair. 

Aiello: What the hell is Kurt Newman doing down here?

Kurt Newman stands in the ring as Metal Black and Tony Savage crawl over to him. The Blacklist begin laughing and taunting Kurt Newman who is swinging away at them with the chair. 

Suddenly another burst of cheers occurs as Sabriynn Cassidy comes running down the ramp and slide into the ring. She helps Metal Black and Tony Savage get to their feet. 

Aiello: Cassidy and Newman have oddly come to the aid of Metal Black and Tony Savage here tonight. Probably all having enough of this gang up that these factions are now doing

All of a sudden... out from under the ring a body seems to be crawling out. The fans erupt as it's Shadow Man!! Shadow Man is standing behind the Blacklist who are pre-occupied with the other folks in the ring

Piven: Apparently Shadow Man didn't get beat up enough last weekend.. 

Shadow Man with his crutches very slowly and quietly enters the ring... using one of his crutches he taps Derek Wellings on the back who turns around and

CRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCK

Shadow Man nails him in the face with his crutches. Cassidy and Newman start to attack Roberts and JTC as Metal Black and Tony Savage throw Chris Maverick out of the ring. 

Aiello: This is insanity. All hell is breaking loose here on Monday Night Brawl

The Blacklist has managed to escape the ring and start to gather on the ramp screaming and yelling at those left in the ring. 

Shadow Man and Kurt Newman then pull out t-shirts out of their pockets with THE FORCE logo on them and hand one to Sabriynn Cassidy and Metal Black who put them on immediately and high-five Shadow Man and Kurt Newman. 

Shadow Man then hobbles over to Tony Savage to hand him a bag. Tony opens the bag, looks inside and smirks. He reaches in and pulls out a leather cut version of the FORCE t-shirt and shakes Shadow Man's hand

Kurt Newman calls for a mic and hands it to Shadow Man

Shadow Man: Ladies and Gentleman... I give you... THE FORCE

The fans erupt in cheers as the new stablemates celebrate in the ring. Meanwhile The Blacklist heads back up the ramp, incredibly pissed off and yelling at the fans to shut up. Derek Wellings walks backwards up the ramp, staring down Shadow Man the entire way while the scene fades

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BACKSTAGE

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The feed returns as we see President Mac, seated behind his desk. He looks furious, his eyebrows pushed together as he slides the paperwork from off of the desk before him. An image of Shadow Man is seen hanging on the wall, a memory of earlier days in the company. Mac sees the photo and walks towards it, removing it from the wall with one swoop.

President Mac: You son of a bitch.. You never learn, do you? This is my damn company. I have allowed you to run free without any need to answer for your actions for too long..

Mac looks at the framed photo once more and then suddenly, he slams it into a nearby counter top. Mac repeatedly brings the photo down upon the counter top again.. and again.. each time with more rage behind it. Once he has nothing left but a piece of the frame in his hand, he tosses it aside.

President Mac: We will see who laughs last.. prick.

President Mac pulls out his cellphone and dials furiously. A voice answer but does not have the chance to say anything as Mac shouts into it!

President Mac: It's Mac.. I need something done. Shadow Man needs to understand just who the hell I am and who owns this company! I will not STAND for being disrespected on MY show.. not now.. not EVER. I want you to find a person in that locker room.. anyone.. who is willing to take that extra step and be my champion. In return, I will make them more famous than they could possibly imagine.

Mac waits as the voice answers him. Mac looks more angry as he listens.

President Mac: WHAT?! What the hell do you mean that no one will volunteer? Do they understand what type of opportunity this is?! Fine, if you want something done.. you do it yourself! I will take care of it. I always knew that I was alone in this business! Who the hell can I trust around here?!!!

[Voice]: No one..

President Mac spins around as a lone figure stands in the doorway of his office. The figure walks in, his arm hoisted tightly in a white sling. Mac sees this and hangs up the phone.. smiling.

President Mac: Xplode?

Xplode closes the door of the office behind him and stares at Mac for a moment. Finally, he speaks with a low toned voice..

Xplode: Let's chat...

© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015

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END CREDITS

MATCH WRITERS

Match 1, 2, 4 >> @cannabis
Match 3 >> Derek Wellings
Main Event >> Blacklist: DEVIL

SEGMENTS

President Mac
Xplode
Shawn Cage
Kurt Newman
Shadow Man
Tony Savage
Living Dead Karl

BRAWL VOTERS

President Mac

Jon Goldberg

Miss Ronda

QUICK RE-CAP

MATCH 1
CHRIS MAVERICK Vs SABRIYNN CASSIDY
WINNER: Sabriynn Cassidy


MATCH 2
LIVING DEAD KARL Vs EMMA LOUISE
WINNER: Emma Louise

MATCH 3
SLADE HARDISON Vs SAM ATTIC
WINNER: Sam Attic

MATCH 4
JAMES KASH Vs XAVIER REID
WINNER: Xavier Reid

MAIN EVENT
TAG TEAM MATCH
THE BLACK LIST [DEREK WELLINGS & JTC] Vs METAL BLACK & TONY SAVAGE (C)
WINNER: Metal Black and Tony Savage

© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2015