MNB #442 - Moscow

[EWC]

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 442
NOVEMBER 23 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}

"Jurrasitol" by Filter begins to play as the crowd stands up and boos loudly! The lights dim down now and the camera feed pans to the stage area. As camera flashes create a strobe like pattern in the background, Brett Black and Tara Michaels step into view! Tara is shown smiling brightly as Black glares in her direction. Black then heads down the rampway and walks towards the ring as Michaels follows behind shortly.

Aiello: What the hell do these two want?! They make me sick!

Piven: Why? Because they took it to the EWC Champion and made a statement? I don't know, I actually respect the both of them even more for that onslaught last week!

Aiello: That's right, ladies and gentlemen. If you didn't tune in last week, Tara Michaels and Brett Black issued a challenge to Xplode in a very direct manner, by ruthlessly attacking the EWC Champion from out of no where! Xplode and his manager, Terry Jones, were rushed to the hospital shortly after leaving President Mac no choice but to put both Black and Xplode in a match at Wrestlefest for the EWC Championship. Currently, Xplode is still in the hospital with a severe knee injury. His manager is in critical condition but improving with each day.

Piven: What Tara Michaels has done for Brawl is bring excitement, something we have needed for months. What Brett Black has done is show that Xplode is indeed mortal. The two of them in the ring at Wrestlefest should be very interesting.

Aiello: If Xplode can even compete?! I heard that the champ is in pretty bad shape.

Piven: Then I guess Black wins the title by dafault then... he will get the chance to show his worth tonight against Shadow Man. Shadow Man bested Black in a surprise finish at Rumble in the Bronx this year. This should be a good follow up to that event. There is no denying that Brett Black may be the surprise new talent this year. He has taken down some pretty big names. Taking down Shadow Man tonight could make a strong case for his run as champion tonight!

The camera pans to the ring where we see Tara Michaels and Brett Black. The crowd really lets her have it as she laughs in return. Satisfied with the responses now, Tara smirks and begins to speak. Behind her, Brett Black finds a seat in the corner of the ring, his arms draped over the ropes.

Michaels: Before I begin... let's welcome the reigning EWC CHAMPION TO THE RING... XPLODE!!!!!

"I stand alone" by Godsmack begins to play as the fans stand up and cheer! Tara laughs .... as no one comes out. The fans realize that this is a ruse now, and they begin to boo loudly.

Michaels: Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Xplode is safely placed in a hospital bed, his leg busted up in many pieces thanks to the man behind me... my client... BRETT BLACK!

The fans begin to boo now and stand up, tossing trash and other merchandise in to the ring. Brett Black laughs as he walks towards Tara Michaels, finding a place beside her.

Michaels: Listen, as I said on EWC.Com... I didn't arrange anything that you all didn't wish to happen anyway. Xplode was evil incarnate, the kind of disgusting individual who took pleasure in taunting you all each and every week. My client, Brett Black, should be hailed as a hero! He delivered harsh justice to a champion who truly needed it. This is a gift that we offer to the EWC Universe... but it doesn't end there.

Tara Michaels paces the ring for a time.

Michaels: Tonight, Brett Black will stand in the ring and face Shadow Man.. an opponent who really did not beat Black at Rumble in the Bronx. I have watched the tape of that event repeatedly, and it has become increasingly more clear that Shadow Man used his connections backstage to orchestrate a vile victory. Shadow Man's guilty conscious told him this as well, and that is why he has chosen to face the pretend World Champion... Mark Storm! Mark Storm is no champion... I assure you. The ONLY title that matters is the EWC Championship, so it is pretty obvious why Shadow Man decided on that path. To put it simply, he wanted to be as far away from my client as possible... but fate said otherwise. Tonight, Brett Black will defeat Shadow Man once and for all and set things right. TONIGHT... WE PREPARE TO ASCEND TO THE TOP!

The fans boo even louder until.... President Mac emerges from backstage!! The fans cheer loudly as Mac walks towards the ring!

Arriving at ringside, Mac waves at the fans as he enters the ring. He accepts a microphone and motions for the fans to quiet down.

President Mac: You know, Tara... I have to admit, even I am getting tired of hearing your scratchy voice. What you and Black pulled two weeks ago was bullshit, and it will not go unpunished. Your match that I granted you against X was not a reward, but the contrary. I sentenced you both to a world of pain inside of the hell in a cell! As for tonight and your match against Shadow Man, you forgot one important piece of the puzzle. There will be a special referee for your match. You will find out just who that is... when it happens.

Michaels: Does it really even matter? Let's be honest here. My client has already knocked off the most dangerous man in the company. Who is left? Brett Black is simply the best in the business right now. Why sacrifice more talent by putting them in his crosshairs?!

Brett Black suddenly snags the microphone away from Tara Michaels as the crowd boos even louder!

Black: El Presidente... the begining of this industry.. I apologize to you. I apologize for what I have done, for only through clarity can man truly proceed. I also apologize for what I.. intend... to... do. THE EWC IS IN CHAOS.. AND THE BUTCHER HAS COME TO TRIM THE FAT! LOOK TO ME FOR CLARITY... LOOK TO ME FOR THE FRUIT OF KNOWLEDGE... and I will offer it to the worthy. Deep in your soul, I sense your inner conflict. You know this to be true.

President Mac looks away, an expression of concern upon his face. Brett Black sees this and steps towards him.

Black: You fear for your brother.... it's ok to admit this. Xplode is like family to you, and you have taken high stock in his well being and placement as EWC Champion. You can sense the incoming carnage that it to befall your champion, and you fear that all control is lost. Well let me assure you... control was never yours. Fate plays cruel pranks upon the flesh.... and tonight will be an example of this. TONIGHT.... TONIGHT ... HAHAHAHAHAAHA TONIGHT... I clear away the Shadows...

The fan boo even louder.

Michaels: Do you feel it, Danny? It is easier if you just accept things.

President Mac: WHAT I WILL DO... is accept the facts. Those facts are that tonight... the game will change for the both of you. Save your riddles. Trust me, the time for that is over.

President Mac drops the microphone as the fans cheer loudly! Tara Michaels smirks and Brett Black plays to the fans as Mac exits the ring.

Aiello: Tonight... should be interesting.

Piven: I have a feeling that we are in for a big surprise...

[EWC]

SHOW OPENER

COREY X Vs SLADE HARDISON

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest if scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Norfolk, VA… Weighing in at 210 pounds, Cory X!!!

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent from Lexington KY, weiging in at 255 pounds…. Slade Harrison!!!

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.

The two men circle each other in the ring, getting a good feel for each other, looking into each other’s eyes. Neither of them in too much of a hurry to get this one started. They slowly meet in the middle of the ring, starring each other down. They begin to trash talk each other and then each of them start to exchange punches back and forth neither letting up! Cory grabs Slade and whips him into the turnbuckle, but Slade reverses it! Corby bounces back out grabbing his lower back, and walks right into a belly to belly suplex! Cory bounces back up quickly though and the two of them lock up in a collar and elbow tie up! They each jockey for position as Cory gets the upper hand and lifts Slade into a snap suplex! But just like Cory he bounces back up to his feet each of them begin trading lefts and rights once again!

Joe Aiello: This has been a back and forth battle so far with neither man able to gain the advantage!

Jeremy Piven: Only time will tell just who will come out of this on top.

Slade grabs Cory and slings him over the top rope! He bounces off the ropes and nails Cory with a suicide dive! The crowd roars at ringside as Slade throws Cory to the ground. Slade lifts Cory into the air and drops him on the barricade. Slade rolls in the ring to stop the ref’s count and then rolls back outside. He grabs Cory and goes to whip him into the steel steps but Cory reverses it and Slade crashes into the stairs! Again another eruption from the crowd, both men seem to have a good amount of people supporting them, as Cory slaps hands with fans at ringside. Cory slides in the ring as Slade slowly gets in himself, but just as he tries to get in the ring Cory grabs him and nails him with the elevated DDT!!! He goes the cover!

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Kickout!!! 

Jeremy Piven: Woah that was a close one, Slade got caught there!

Cory grabs Slade and picks him up off the mat, he slings Slade into the ropes with an irish whip, Slade bounces off the ropes just as Cory bounces off the other and nails Slade with a vicious clothsline! Sending Slade head over heels. Cory plays to the crowd as Slade slowly makes it to his feet stumbling backwards into the corner. Just as Cory approaches Slade, Slade hits him with a kick to the midsection, Cory turns around doubled over as Slade runs at him and grabs Cory into a modified running bull dog trying to get the upperhand. Still dazed Slade pulls himself up on the ropes, turning around just as Cory is charging him, but Slade ducks pulling down the rope as Cory’s momentum slings him over the top. Slade sling shots himself over the top and comes down on top of Cory crashing down on top of him. Finally with the upperhand Slade throws Cory into the ring again, that Elevated DDT took a lot out of Slade as he is still struggling to shake it off. Slade follows Cory inside as he grabs him by the head and starts to slam him down on the turn buckle over and over again as the crowd counts along! 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10!!! And Slade drops Cory who falls to the mat. Slade lifts Cory up and over his head with a gorilla press slam!

Joe Aiello: What power from Slade!

Jeremy Piven: Slade looks like he might be going for the kill shot here!

Slade whips Cory into the ropes and bounces off the opposite side and they meet in the middle but Cory reverses it and filings him into the air and slams him down in the Pump up Powerbomb!!!!

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Joe Aiello: Wow that was close!

Jeremy Piven: Yeah, too close for Slade!

Cory X gets up slamming his hand into the mat, frustrated he thought he had it there. But he wastes no time with a dazed Slade, and goes for the Sharpshooter! The crosses Slade’s legs but he can’t get him turned over! Slade struggles and gets to the bottom rope. The ref pulls Cory X off of Slade, X argues with the ref as Slade rolls to the outside to catch his breath. Cory shoves the ref out of the way sticking his head outside the ropes trying to grab Slade as he gets his with a vicious uppercut! Cory stumbles backward as Slade jumps up on the apron and then springboards off the top rope and nails Cory with a springboard dropkick! He grabs Cory and then lifts him up into the air and drops him with a brainbuster! Slade signals for his finisher as he climbs the ropes he steadies himself on the top rope and NAILS the Money Pit!!! He hooks the leg!

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Joe Aiello: Nice recovery from Slade after the Pump Up Powerbomb, to come out with a victory here!

Jeremy Piven: Wow… That’s a nice frog splash…

The ref raises Slade's hand as he throws a fist in the air, as Cory X rolls outside the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner! SLADE HARRISION!!!!

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The tron kicks on to show one King Flip standing alone in a dark room with a single light on above his head. The cheers pick up a bit for a moment, but nobody is overly excited to see the man. He waits for the pop to fade and smiles for the camera. He lifts a finger and opens his mouth only to decide to pull back and stop. As if it's difficult for the man to choose his words. This gets the fans a little more riled up, causing a small "C-H-K! C-H-K! C-H-K!" chant to ensue. He mimes the motions of pumping his fist and saying the same, then again he waits for the fans to calm.

King Flip: Holy shit, it's the Motherland! Moscow, Russia, how the fuck are ya!?

Big pop from that and Flip looks very pleased with himself.

King Flip: Alright, alright. Let's chill out, comrades. I came out to Moscow tonight for one reason and one reason only. And that is to assure each and every one of you that even though I've hit a bit of a slump, there's no stopping me. There's no hitting the proverbial pause or reset button and there sure as shit ain't no goin' back now. See, last week you saw a travesty. A Goddamn mockery of everything I've built up mentally. I came out here week after week after fuckin' week talking about how much I wanted to face Xplode. How much I wanted a crack at that EWC Championship. Figured Tony Savage, former champion, was my ticket in. Xplode hadn't named an opponent yet. Some small things were happening here and there but nothing was written on the wall. Then that segment hit and my stomach dropped. Everything I wanted... taken from me. Didn't even stand a chance.

Flip is getting visibly aggressive, but he quickly shakes it off.

King Flip: But I need you to know that that's all behind me. The EWC Championship is still my goal, but that's going to have to take a backseat as I look forward to the biggest show of the year for me. WrestleFest.

The fans cheer again. And again Flip waits for them to simmer down.

King Flip: But, as of yet, there hasn't been a single announcement with regards to my placement on the card. I know Shadow faces Mark, Xplode is pretty clearly facing somebody, hell even the United States and Television Championship matches have been stapled in. Jesus, the FSW World Championship, for that matter, is set in stone. Ladies and gentleman, I'm not here to bicker. I'm not here to complain or riot or announce that I'm joining The Endless Walk. Nah. I'm here tonight to make one thing... PERFECTLY FUCKING CLEAR. It doesn't matter who the fuck they book me against at the 'Fest because King Flip hasn't even begun to show you what he's all about -- which may or may not include speaking a shit ton in the third person. Regardless, I've got my suspicions and, if correct, you're all gonna be in for one hell of a one-on-one probably gimmicked-to-death match that can and will only end in one way. With my meaty mitt raised in victory. So my message is this, President Mac: choose my opponent very wisely. Give it a lot of thought. And one final thing, Mac.

Lean in.™

King Flip: Make sure they've got full coverage.

Flip yells as he open fist punches the light out above him. KZZ-PT. The light flashes as shards go everywhere. Then there's nothing but darkness.

[EWC]

The feed fades out and the screen goes black. We now see a black and white image, as classic wrestlers grapple and slam each other into the mat repeatedly. The crowd cheers and old school vehicles park in front of an arena. A blond superstar stares at the viewer an raises the championship over his head. A voice speaks in the background...

Voice: My Father was a world champion.. long before me. His Father... the same. Sometimes, excellence runs in the blood and it can not be denied. Sometimes... Champions are just meant to be.

We see the black an white picture once again as the blonde haired man slams the other once more, and the picture morphs in a more modern image. A long haired man flexes at the viewer, his chest muscles rippling. The camera slowly pans up to his face.. and we see the EWC Champion, Xplode!

Voice: Even with this rich wrestling past of mine, the road was never easy. I had to bleed for what I wanted, and short cuts were no where to be found. Disappointment, pain.. these things became my ally. To defeat my enemy I had to become one. To live in this world as a champion... I had to become the Destroyer.




Next we see a video of Xplode as he kicks a man in the gut! Hooking the arms, he drives his opponent into the mat with his finisher.. the Drop Zone. The EWC Championship Belt is shown next as he raises it over his head, the fans cheering in the background! A large X sparkles above him..

Voice: Do you think that you have what it takes to travel down my path to greatness? Do you think that you can defeat the Destroyer of Worlds?! Well if you want to try, then get ready... because I am the best to ever step into that damn ring! You have your work cut out for you.

We now see an image of Xplode as he grapples with an opponent! The image flickers... and the video now shows a rendering of the same thing in video game graphics! Shadow Man body slams Ruthless Aggression! King Flip raises Metal Black over his head, and slams her hard into the mat! Griffin Hawkins Flexes for the fans! Ronnie McNeil brings a barbed wire bat down hard upon JTC! Ion the steel cage, Tony Savage locks up with Shelly Silver...

Mark Storm stares at a wrestling ring, the World Championship around his waist...



Xplode stares back at him.. the EWC Championship hanging loosely in his grasp.

Voice: EWC BRAWL 2016.... I am Xplode... the EWC Champion and Destroyer of Worlds! This... is what it is all about.

The fans cheer as the image fades out. We see Brett Black smiling... staring at the viewer with an evil gaze.




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Some people called me that big fat skinny kid, or Pepperoni face on account of the all the Pizza I was eating to mask my feelings.

But then things changed for me.

I stumbled across the cutest little animal playing a guitar..

a Pig. 

Isn't he just the CUTEST little fucker you've ever seen?

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This Pig was so popular, he was banging all the other Pigs on the farm.

In fact he was having Pig Orgies night after night after night

That's when I realized something .. and it changed my life for good.

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Now I know what your all thinking.. Pigs smell like horse shit.

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That's why I met with a group of scientists to find out more on how we can replicate that great Pig smell, without a hint of Horse Shit. 

Turns out.. we only like the smell of Pig after one thing...

It's the crispy, juicy smell of a Pig we love most.. but not just the whole Pig like in that picture.

What we want.. is Five Letters Long and rhymes with Shmacon

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MATCH 2
RED DRAGON Vs EMMA LOUISE

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 235 pounds …. RED DRAGON!!! 

The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as David Draiman's "FORSAKEN" begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. Movement is seen near the entrance as Red Dragon pushes the curtain aside with the end of his ever present femur wrapped in barbwire steps into the arena. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet resting the femur on the ropes. 

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent from New York weighing in at “Several pounds of Girly Goodness” The ever beautiful and dangerous… Emma Louise!!!!!! 

"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 suggestively over the top rope.

Joe Aiello: One has to think that this is a bit of a miss match, Red Dragon has huge size advantage against the smaller Emma Louise. 

Jeremy Piven: That may be but Emma Louise looks less than intimidated. 

The two meet in the ring, and Red Dragon smiles thinking that this is going to be an easy win, he gives Emma a shove knocking her to the ground. He plays to the crowd, as they boo, he turns his back to her he is so confident. She rolls over into a kneeling position she runs at him and just as he turns around she nails him with a superman punch!!! Red Dragon slams down and pops up off the mat but he looks shocked as he turns round right into a clothsline! He again pops up, and she sweeps Red Dragon’s legs out from under him and launches him into the turnbuckle! Red Dragon stumbles around in shock at how fast Emma has come at him, he turns around right into the X-Factor!!! The crowd erupts! She goes for the cover! 

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THR—Kickout!!! 

Joe Aiello: Oh my goodness she almost ended it right there! 

Jeremy Piven: I’m in total shock! And it looks like Red Dragon is just as shocked as much as anyone! He barely kicked out there! 

The crowd is going crazy as Emma whips them up into a frenzy. Red Dragon gets up, and just as Emma comes to him he pie faces her and sends her to the ground! He gives her a kick to the mid section as she doubles over on her hands and knees rolling to her back. He’s now clearly angry and feels a bit embarrassed. He lifts her to her feet and lifts her above his head with a gorilla press holding her above his head taunting the crowd as he walks over and LAUNCHES her into the crowd! The crowd catches her as they slowly slide her back over the barricade onto her feet… Red Dragon flies through the ropes with a suicide dive!!! But Emma darts out of the way at the last minute and Red Dragon crashes head first into the guard rail. The crowd lets out a loud “OOOHHHHH”. 

Joe Aiello: OH Man! That had to hurt! 

Jeremy Piven: He may have just taken himself out there! 

Emma picks Red Dragon up to his feet, and slides him in the ring. Red Dragon dazed from the head blow to the guard rail, tries to pull himself up on the ropes, behind him Emma is signaling for the end! 

As the action is getting good, a familiar scene starts to take place, as Kay Pinner, Roy Ceiling, Louie Scarlotti, and all six of The Guerrilla Ambushers shamble out from behind the Gorilla position, instantly earning the ire of the crowd.

Aiello: For God's sake...

Piven: Nine of the rottenest thugs you'll ever lay your eyes on... and that's a compliment!

Aiello: I'm sure they'd take it as such, but anyway, whatever, one night! Can we have one night without these lunatics walking around like they own the place?!

Piven: Nope!

As they get closer to the ring, their presence is finally noticed by Red Dragon and Emma Louise. The action is paused as both competitors juggle keeping eyes on the uninvited guests as well as each other.

action action action, then...

The nine zombie thugs surround the ring, but much like last time, they simply groan and growl at the competitors.

Aiello: Security would be nice right about now.

Piven: Being anywhere but here would be nice right about now!

action action action, then...

Suddenly, Louie tries to grab a hold of Emma's foot behind the referee's back, but she pulls it back just in time, kicking at his hand.

Aiello: Wow, I mean, I know these guys are brainless, but the exact same tactics as before?

Piven: Hey, don't mess with success, Joey!

action action action, then...

And much like Emma before him, Kay Pinner lashes out at Red Dragon's ankles, and Red Dragon baseball slides into Pinner, knocking him down! The fans cheer not the hated Red Dragon's actions, rather, seeing one of those vile zombies knocked on their ass.

Aiello: I never thought I'd say this, but good for you, Red Dragon!

Piven: Hey, you know something, Joey, this is the same as last time in another way!

Aiello: Oh yeah?

Piven: Yeah, see, remember that last time, we mentioned that both Metal Black and Red Dragon had W's over Living Dead Karl? Well, add Emma Louise to that list!

Aiello: Hey, that's right. This couldn't be a pattern in the making... could it?

action action action, then...

Jeremy Piven: I don’t believe it, she may pull this off in record time! 

Red Dragon turns around right into the “Girl Crush”!!!!! 

Joe Aiello: Don’t tell me!!! 

Jeremy Piven: I don’t believe it!

She hooks the leg! 

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner, Emma Louise! 

Emma climbs the turnbuckle shouting out into the crowd as they cheer her on! 

No sooner is Emma's hand raised in victory, but all nine goons slide into the ring and bum-rush poor fatigued Emma! The fans boo wildly!

Aiello: This is just too much!!!

Piven: Go help her Joey! She might thank you right!

They dog-pile her, relentlessly barraging Emma with everything but the kitchen sink!

When they're done with her, sure enough, they turn their attention to Red Dragon, who was surely thoroughly enjoying seeing the person who just toppled him humiliated. Because he's no fool and knows not to trust these guys, he still readies himself to fight back against the advancing forces.

But, exactly like last time, they bail at the last second, much to the crowd's chagrin and Red Dragon's confusion.

Aiello: This again!

Piven: Maybe Red Dragon's got garlic down his tights?

Aiello: Whatever the reason, something's got to be done about this, and fast!

[EWC]

We're backstage in an empty locker room with the faint noise of a shower in the background. Rampage Super Starlet Shelley Silver walks into the scene, looking around. We hear the crank of the shower being turned off.

King Flip: Smoke big green call me Bruce Banner!

Silver takes a seat a couple second before Flip strolls into view drying his hair, the towel dangling in front of him is covering the royal jewels. He pauses when he sees Shelley, then continues on business as usual.

King Flip: If I'd known you were going to see me naked so soon, I would've shaved my ass at least. To what do I owe the pleasure, Miss Shelley?

Shelley Silver: Well, that was you who sent me flowers and arranged for a private locker room in Paris. Was it not?

Flip walks over to his bag, turning and exposing his bum to Shelley Silver, thousands of fans -- some of which are cheering -- and millions of viewers worldwide. He quickly shimmies into some boxer briefs. Shelley chuckled, her cheeks flushing a bit. The sight of a naked male was still enough to make her blush.

King Flip: Ah, right. I almost went with Grey Poupon instead of the wet napkins, but I didn't want you to think I assume you eat a lot or whatever. Girls are weird sometimes.

Flip got himself into a pair of Lucky jeans and a Hulk shirt that read "I'm always angry" with a silouette inside a silouette of Bruce Banner inside Hulk. He turned around and had somehow procured a single white rose.

King Flip: For you. So, is tonight the night we hang out?

Shelley smirked with a nod. She sat back, shamelessly looking Flip over from head to toe as she took the rose.

Shelley Silver: I spent many years exclusively dating women. You don't have to tell me about girls being weird. And yes, I thought that tonight may be a perfect time to hang out.

King Flip: Then let's get out of here before the zombie guys start popping up.

Flip pulls a sport coat from a hanger and slips it on before extending his arm out for Shelley. She stands and wraps her arm around his. They begin to walk out of the locker room. Shelley grinned as she stood up, slipping her arm around Flip's. At the mention of zombies, she rolled her eyes, looking completely unphased.

Shelley Silver: Unfortunately for them, his words don't get to me anymore. I have a feeling that it is taking away fuel from his fire.

With that, the two exit.

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Double X wearing a very expensive suit wearing his FSW title over his right shoulder. He was walking backstage like he was going somewhere. He stop when he notice Carlos Vitória was standing backstage like he was talking with someone on the phone. Double X smirks as he walks over to him with a soft smile.

Double X: Carlos, Oh I wonder why would you be wondering around here. I know seeing if you can get on the good side of Tara Michaels I see. 

Carlos looks at Double X with a smile in his face.

Carlos Vitória (with a very low and calm tone of voice): I’m sorry madam, but it seems that I have to finish the phone call for now. I’ll call you as soon as possible, ok?

Vitória hungs up the phone and turns his full attention to Double X.

Carlos Vitória: Mr. Hunter, I’m very glad to see you. Nevertheless, I have to make the question: Don’t you know that it is rude to interrupt a person like that during a phone call?

Double X just smirks a bit as he looks over at him closely. 

Double X: I am so sorry my mother did taught me matters but then again when it comes to certain people. Those lessons just go out of the window. I know that you and I right now might not be on good terms. Just want to say if you truly believe you could trust that woman well then I can’t wait till she how it will turn out. 

Double X just smile a bit as he looks over at him fixing the title over his shoulder. 

Carlos Vitória: Don’t you fear Mr. Hunter, I can assure that I don’t have any kind of false expectations concerning the possibility of an alliance with Miss Tara Michaels. All that I’m looking for is for a healthy business relationship, in which everything is perfectly clear and professional. All that I’m looking for is for connections, I want to help create new possibilities for my client. For as you see, when you’re an unknown talent from a country with no heritage whatsoever when it comes to Wrestling...things are a bit more harder than what they should be. I didn’t expect you to know that feeling and I don’t expect that you can understand it, since who’s your mother and father. 

A cocky semblant appears in Vitória’s face. He just stares at Double X without fear, showing all of his arrogance.

Double X shook his head as he looks over at him as he rub his chin a bit. 

Double X: Many people around here believe that there was silver spoon place inside of my mouth but you all fail to realized. Just because who my parents are truly don’t mean anything but then again. I do have the blood of a family who will do whatever it takes to be on the top. So if you truly believe that just maybe working with Miss. Michaels will do just that. You better keep an eye on your client. You never know accident do happen around here to manager lately. 

Double X just grins into his face looking right at him with a bit of cockiness behind his eyes. 

Carlos Vitória: I get it. And I’m not scared. I made a living of tricking other people, so I assure you that it is very difficult to trick me. Now you see, I know that if Miss Michaels accepts my offer that I can trust at least for a limited amount of time, not because we are good friends, but because we share common enemies, namely you. I believe that’s all we need to develop a good, healthy business relationship. We both have the same goals, do you understand?

Vitória gets a step closer to Double X. He stares right in his eyes with an arrogant grin.

Carlos Vitória: Just to finish this little conversation of ours, I would like to make one last remark, Champ. I know that whole “silver spoon” stuff isn’t that right. I know that your childhood wasn’t that easy. I know that your parents didn’t always, let’s say...accept you? And I although I believe that you had this little opportunity at FSW at such an early age much because of them, I’ve got to ask...First, you used your surname, that you inherited from your father as your in-ring name. Now, you like to be called as “Double X”, which is also a homage to him, at least in a way. You idolize your father don’t you? In a way, you want to be like him, you want to follow his footsteps, carry on his legacy. So I’ve got to ask...If you end up losing that title on your shoulder to my client, a unknown man with no story whatsoever in this sport, in the biggest stage of them all, Wrestlefest, how do you think that your father will face that fact? How will your egocentric, selfish react? Because I think that I have an answer for you…

Vitória gets even closer to Double X.

Carlos Vitória (in a particular cold, harsh tone): He’s going to be ashamed of you. He will do whatever is necessary for you to change that in-ring name of yours, so people don’t associate you to him. He will abandon you...just like he did before. Because that’s the kind of the man that your idol, your good old father is. 

Double X stood there listening to every word that Carlos just mention to him. You could tell by the way his body just tense up that it got to him. Double X was about to grab Carlos by his shirt but that when Atlas appear behind him. Atlas move Carlos out of the way stood in front of him staring over at Double X right shoulder. Double X looks at the title along with him. They both just stare at each other as Double X just slowly move backwards away from them.

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MATCH 3

GRIME Vs METAL BLACK (C)

"This one right here's for the riot makers! The moshers! The stompers! The jailbreakers! WE GON START THIS PARTY OFF RIGHT!!! WE GOT KCMO IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT!!!" 

As the beginning of the song really begins Grime comes out onto the ring entrance stage and pauses for a moment. Wearing his biker vest and a pair of denim blue jeans with a few holes in them, he starts making his way to the ring. He never pays any attention to the fans as the ring announcer begins to introduce him.

Stroup: And making his way to the ring at this time from Kansas City, Missouri. Weighing in at 270 pounds and standing 6 feet 3 inches tall he is the one and only 'King of the Movement' GRRRRRRIIIIIIMMMMEEEEE!!!

Grime reaches ringside and chooses to circle the ring clockwise paying no attention to anyone until he looks up at the referee with a smirk on his face. He looks over at the commentators table and heads that way. He takes off his jacket and tosses it in the face of one and grabs their drink container and takes it with him as he climbs the steel steps. He finishes off whatever was in the container and then tosses it into the crowd. He enters the ring between the middle and top rope and walks over to the ref who moves away. But, seeing this, Grime makes a joke of it to mess with the ref and stands next to him to get under the ref's skin following the referee where ever he moves in the ring until the ref calls for the bell to start the match.

Aiello: Grime has had difficulties finding footing here in EWC, despite some solid showings in the ring. He could end that slide tonight, but he's got a Herculean task against the newly crowned Queen of the Cage...

Piven: If not, he could end up back in lockup fighting Aryans for cigarettes and Doritos from the commissary!

The lights dim as a few acoustic cords get strummed over the PA. While the short intro to "Conditions Of My Parole" by Puscifer plays across the arena, Metal Black appears at the top of the entry ramp, wearing a leather jacket on her shoulders, the King of the Cage title belt around her waist, and... not much else. She calmly lights a Black & Mild cigar, and as the real meat of the song hits in full blast, a wall of pyro erupts on either side of her. She takes her time marching to the ring, high fiving fans, leaning over the guard rail to let them take selfies with her, and otherwise having the time of her life.

Once she hits the ring, she slides under the bottom rope. Metal Black 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. The King of the Cage belt is the next to come off, the title likewise getting handed off to the referee before Metal Black hops off the corner turnbuckle.

Aiello: She made history at KOTC, ladies and gentlemen; the first ever woman to win the crown...

Piven: Yup; plus she still has an ass you can bounce quarters off of...

Aiello: Have you ever heard of a filter, Jeremy?

Piven: Have you heard of plastic surgery, JoJo? I swear; if your face jowls get any saggier, people are going to confuse you for an English Bulldog that figured out how to walk on two legs!

As the bell rings, Grime approaches Metal with his hand out in seemingly a sportsman-esqe fashion. But as she goes to shake it, Grime smacks her.

Aiello: That's just dirty pool there...

Piven: Gotta keep that pimp hand strong!

Grime sneers at Metal, but Metal answers back by punching him in the neck. As Grime grasps his throat, Metal dropkicks him in his left knee. She keeps kicking him in the leg, then tries to Irish Whip him. But Grime easily overpowers her and sends her flying into the ropes. Black ducks under a clothesline attempt, and when Grime turns around, she boots him in the midsection, and follows up with a DDT. She quickly drops an elbow into his chest, then another, then takes a bounce off the ropes and drops a knee on his forehead!

Aiello: It doesn't look like the rigors of KOTC have worn her down too bad; she is putting the boots to Grime right off the bat.

As Grime tries to get to his feet, Metal peppers his midsection with kneelifts. She disorients him with a hammer punch. But Grime retaliates with a headbutt, and as Metal grabs her nose, Grime plants her into the mat with a full nelson suplex.

Piven: She'd better be careful about slugging toe to toe with guys as big as Grime; she gives up a lot of strength and weight to him. Plus, he might have a sharpened toothbrush hidden on him...

Aiello: You've been watching Oz again, haven't you?

Grime mocks Metal on the mat while the crowd boos. He picks her back up, and Irish Whips her with extreme force into the turnbuckle. Metal's back is obvious in agony from the impact, and Grime capitalizes with a vertical suplex slam. Once again, though, he wastes valuable time showboating before going for the pin...

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T...Kickout by Metal!

Grime is pissed at himself for not getting the pin. He jerks Metal back up, and tosses her over the ropes and out of the ring. She hits the floor hard, and goes limp for a moment.

Piven: Hey, two time loser; don't damage my future ex like that!

Aiello: You've got as much chance with her as you do dunking over Lebron James. Anyways, Grime paper airplaned her out of the ring, and I think he might have knock her out cold.

Grime lumbers out of the ring. He picks up Metal and whips her into the guard rail. Metal is slumping on the steel guard rail; Grime bull rushes at her with a spear attempt...

Metal, at the last second, dodges, and Grime smashes headfirst into the railing, knocking over 3 people sitting in the front row!

Aiello: Grime took out everybody in his path instead of his intended target!

Piven: Plus, God knows how much vodka he made people spill...THAT'S ALCOHOL ABUSE!!

Metal has to take a few moments to get the stars out of her eyes from that vicious assault; she regroups, climbs the guard rail, and does a tip-toe act. As Grime gets up, she leaps at him with his back turned, and Grime's mug meets steel courtesy of a modified facebuster off the rails!

Piven: I think that's EXACTLY how they do facelifts in Russia!

Aiello: Black just split Grime wide open; he is gushing blood all over the place!

Crowd: Udar Osla Yego, Metal! Udar Osla Yego, Metal! (Translation: Kick His Ass, Metal!)

Metal takes time to play with the crowd, even taking a swill off a bottle of vodka before she spits it in Grime's face. She drags him over to the ring, then slides back in before the ref counts them both out. She slides back out, grabs Grime by the hair, and tries to slam his head into the steel steps. But Grime counters, and instead, Metal's cranium ends up bouncing off the steel. Grime quickly follows up by powerslamming her onto the floor!

Aiello: Dear God; he nearly broke her in half with that!!

Piven: Forget that...*nearly sobbing*...LOOK AT ALL THAT PRECIOUS LIQUOR SPILLED ALL OVER!!

Grime easily throws Metal back into the ring, but he is bleeding badly at this point. Grime forces Metal into the corner and pummels her with Punches in Bunches! Metal falls down into a seated position. That's when Grime picks her back up; he goes for the Grime Spectacular...

Metal kicks out his leg from under him, and drives him face first into the mat with a reverse Russian legsweep! Wearily, she makes the cover...

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T...Kickout by Grime!

Aiello: Grime's lost a lot of blood so far, but he won't give up quite yet!

Piven: Pretty much my philosophy when it comes to drinking!

Grime seems out of it; Metal props him up into a seated position, and locks in the Metal Jacket!

She cranks the move in as hard as possible, but Grime tries to power out. He finally manages to get on his feet, but Metal is STILL trying to keep the move cinched in, even from an awkward, elevated position. She eventually switches to a sleeper, but Grime counters but backing into a turnbuckle as fast and as hard as he can. The impact is enough to dislodge her...

Grime out of nowhere with Grime Spectacular!

But Grime is unable to make the pin; instead, he falls to the mat, just as exhausted as Metal is. After several moments, Grime with the cover...

Aiello: this could be one of the biggest upsets of the year happening right now.

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Grime is on his knees at this point; he's getting blinded by a combination of blood and sweat rolling into his eyes. He goes for another pin attempt...

Metal reverses and rolls him up into a cradle. Cover...

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Suddenly, several robed men make their way down to the ring. The ref is distracted by them; he doesn't see another robed stoolie sneaking in from the stands with a folding chair in hand. He slides the chair into the ring, as the ref is busy, and both competitors struggle to their feet.

Metal Black ending!

Grime is first to get onto his feet; he sluggishly grabs the chair. He raises it above his head as Metal stands...

Metal boots him in the gut, and brings his skull down with enough force to put a huge dent into the chair with a double arm DDT!!

She sees one of the Movement's robed disciples jumping onto the apron; she chcukcs the chair at him; he catches it, and Metal dropkicks it into his face, sending him crashing to the floor. She makes the pin as the ref turns...

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Stroup: Your winner....by pinfall...METAL BLACK!!

Aiello: That backfired BIG TIME for the movement! They thought they could take advantage of the distracted ref, but in the end, it was the Queen of The Cage that comes up with another victory!!

Piven: The only direction the Movement went was backwards; her Majesty just chalked up another W, and Grime is looking like beet soup in the ring!

[EWC]

Young Griffin Hawkins: Hi I'm Griffin Hawkins and I have Direct TV


Washed Up Griffin Hawkins: And I'm old washed up Griffin Hawkins and I have cable

Young Griffin Hawkins: I wrestle in the main event of Friday Night Rampage in front of jam backed houses with tons of fans


Washed Up Griffin Hawkins: I wrestle in the main event in high school gyms where no one bothers to show up and ask for an autograph.



Young Griffin Hawkins: I sore through the air with the greatest of ease, wowing the masses with my high flying ability

Washed Up Griffin Hawkins: My feet rarely leave the mat and when they do my vertical sucks and I fall flat on my face.

Young Griffin Hawkins: I have long flowing awesome hair

Washed Up Griffin Hawkins: I have long hair too, but it is not flowing and looks like shit.


Young Griffin Hawkins: Don't be like this me switch to Direct TV.

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MATCH 4
TAG TEAM MATCH
TONY SAVAGE & JON KELLAR
Vs
LIVING DEAD KARL & HARLOW KINSLEY

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a Tag Team match and is scheduled for one fall, introducing first the team of Tony Savage and John Kellar!!!! 

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. John Kellar walks out next to him and enters the ring right next to him. 

Jessica Stroup: And their opponents, Living Dead Karl and his partner Harlow Kinsley!!! 

Mist begins to rise, soon blanketing most of the arena at low altitudes, the eerie mood augmented with the dimming of the lights, all of which is accompanied by "Pretend We're Dead". At about 15 seconds into the song, a form manifests itself from the once-obscuring fog as if having risen from the ground itself. At about the 35-second mark, Living Dead Karl shambles into view, arms extended, moaning like the zombie he is, but unlike before when he would be doing this mockingly, it appears more uncontrollable now. Accompanied by Harlow Kinsley. Brenda Vixen soon follows, ever-vigilant, ever on the lookout. Anyway, they makes their way to the ring, not interacting with the fans at all (though Brenda always has her eyes on them all the same). Once they reach ring-side, Brenda circles the outskirts of the ring while LDK storms inside the ring, only to stop dead in his tracks looking lost.

Jeremy Piven: I still can’t get over Harlow and Karl, it’s just creepy. 

Joe Aiello: This should be something special here, it looks to be quite the matchup. 

Savage and Kellar talk strategy, in their corner as they look on at LDK and Harlow, they don’t seem to be intimidated by what they see, but remain cautious and respectful of what is about to happen. LDK stays in his corner as Harlow goes to the middle of the ring meeting savage, Savage wastes no time and he slings Harlow into his corner she hits the corner and Kellar tries to nail Harlow but she’s too quick and nails him first! He falls off the apron as Savage the two of them meet again with a collar and elbow tie up, Savage has the clear advantage as he over powers Harlow and slides her into a head lock! She shoves him off and he springs into the ropes she leap frogs him knowing that she doesn’t have the power to knock him over, and as Savage springs off the other side she nails a drop kick to the face!!! She gets up smirking, walking over to Savage who is holding his jaw getting to his feet, he throws a couple of fists to the mid section of Harlow knocking her back into the corner as he makes his way to his feet, as she stumbles back into her corner and LDK grabs Savage and goes for a punch but Savage blocks it and punches Karl but he hardly moves, Savage looks around at the crowd a bit in shock as he hits him again, as he again hardly moves. But with his attention turned to Karl he forgets about Harlow and she rolls him up!!! 

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Joe Aiello: Only a one count! This one is far from over. 

Jeremy Piven: But Savage is gonna have to remember to keep his eyes on both competitors. 

Savage gets up and meets Harlow again with a collar and elbow tie up once again, but Harlow is too quick for Savage and drops him with a drop toe hold! Harlow turns and taunts Kellar and he gets in the ring attracting the ref to his corner as Karl gets in the ring and the two of them double team Savage, stomping down on him, followed by a double powerbomb! Karl gets out of the ring, just as the ref turns around and Harlow makes the tag to Karl. Savage starts to reach toward his corner, but Karl gets in stomps him over and over! He lifts him to his feet and shoots him hard into the corner and Savage falls to his face. Karl lifts up Savage and slings him into the ropes and then hits him with a big boot to the face! Savage is getting worn down, he really needs a tag right now! Savage gets up to his feet, to a fresh LDK and LDK goes to hit Savage with a swift right to the skull but Savage blocks it and nails one punch right after another after another, LDK starts to back up into the ropes and Savage slings him across the ring and the two of them both go for a clothsline and they both fall to the ground. LDK is laying motionless on his back, as Savage turns over and crawls toward his corner where Kellar is waiting with a reaching hand. Savage stops for a moment and takes a breath just as Karl sits up and with a lunge makes the tag! 

Joe Aiello: There’s the tag, and boy oh boy did Savage need it. 

Jeremy Piven: Now a fresh Kellar is in there with LDK and lets see what he can do! 

Kellar runs at Karl and hits him with a hard clothsline but Karl doesn’t fall!!! Kellar looks around almost in shock as he bounces off the ropes and hits LDK with another sharp clothsline that would take anyone else head over heels but it just rocks LDK, and Kellar can’t believe it! He hits the ropes again and with LDK against the ropes he nails him again with another clothsline and sends him over the ropes! Kellar makes his way to the top rope and leaps ontop of LDK who falls to the ground. Kellar picks up LDK and walks him over to the corner and slams his head into the turnbuckle post! This finally drops LDK to one knee Kellar takes a few steps back and runs and launches a drop kick to the head of LDK dropping him to his stomach. Kellar gets in the ring, while LDK is subdued as the ref begins to count. 

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It doesn’t take long and LDK gets back in the ring, Kellar takes a deep breath and locks up with the massive LDK. The two jockey for position for a few moments and LDK shoves Kellar off who stumbles back into his own corner. Savage whispers into Kellar’s ear as the two nod and they meet again in the middle of the ring and tie up once again. Kellar walks LDK into their corner and the two double team LDK as the ref tries to break it up. Just as the ref breaks up Savage and LDK, LDK turns around and gets a kick to the mid section followed up by a massive DDT! He goes for the cover!!! 

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Harlow makes the save! As Harlow gets out of the ring just in time and Karl and Harlow make a tag. She catches Kellar off guard and hits him with a huge clothsline from behind and he goes down! She drags him over to the edge of the ring apron, as she steps outside and nails his head with a leg drop on the ring apron! Kellar grabs his head and rolls back inside the ring. She plays to the crowd as they all boo. She gets back in the ring, as Kellar is still grabbing his neck, he stumbles over to his corner but before he can make the tag Harlow runs at Savage and knocks him off the apron! She grabs Kellar from behind and locks him in a sleeper hold!!! Savage gets up on the apron just out of reach of Kellar she pulls Kellar back into the middle of the ring, as Kellar starts to drop to one knee… 

Jeremy Piven: Kellar is starting to fade!!! 

Kellar’s arms drop and the ref starts lifting his hand. 

His arm drops once!!! But before any more can happen Savage makes the save kicking Harlow off of Kellar, but quickly makes his way back outside the ring. Kellar falls on his hands and knees trying to catch his breath, crawling toward the corner as Harlow slowly follows behind taunting Savage. Just before Kellar makes the tag she grabs Kellars foot and drags him back to the middle of the ring. She drops an elbow on the back of his neck. She walks over and tags LDK, who walks in and picks up Kellar with a deadlift standing choke! He tosses Kellar to the ground, as Savage grows more and more upset on the ring apron, he jumps in the ring but the ref stops him, followed immediately by a double team from Harlow! Kellar crashed down on the mat, and he’s not moving. Harlow gets out of the ring before the ref see’s and LDK goes for the cover… Kellar looks totally gone! 

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Everything starts to break down as all the competitors get in the ring! 

Joe Aiello: Oh no! The ref is losing all control of this! 

Jeremy Piven: Now, we’re talkin! 

An all out brawl breaks out between the four of them, as Kellar makes it to his feet and LDK and Kellar start trading rights and lefts and Savage clothslines both himself and Harlow over the top rope. As Kellar and LDK go at it in the ring, Savage whips Harlow into the steel steps! Savage makes his way back to his corner and Kellar stumbles back into his corner and makes the tag to Savage! Savage comes in with a ball of fire! He grabs LDK and slams his head down on the turnbuckle over and over again! LDK stumbles backwards dazed and an angry Savage nails the Cardiac Arrest!!! LDK falls totally out! 

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The ref tells Harlow to get back to her corner, Harlow lifts her hands as if to say she had done nothing wrong. But Savage is on a roll and he picks up LDK and goes for Dead to Rights, but LDK gets out of it, shoving Savage off he hits the ropes and runs into Karl but they stumble back into the LDK corner who quickly makes it to the top rope and leaps off the top at Savage but he is ready and he grabs him and NAILS Dead to Rights as he flies through the air!!! The impact knocks him out as the ref goes for the count! Kellar gets in the ring and dives on Harlow to stop her from interfering

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Savage quickly rolls out of the ring to avoid getting bit

Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners, TONY SAVAGE and JON KELLAR 

Harlow and LDK sit in the ring, pissed at the outcome.

[EWC]

BRETT BLACK
Vs
SHADOW MAN (C)

The lights slowly dim until the arena is barely lit, save for a few spot lights in the arena rafters. 

"The Butcher of the Bayou has come
...and you are not prepared."

"Jurassitol" by Rob Zombie begins to play as the ramp area slowly illuminates, letting off a dark crimson red beam of flood lights. Slowly turning to face the top of the stage, the music continues to play as the crowd stands to their feet, the entire arena silent due to feelings of uneasiness. Stepping through the arena entrance, Tara Michaels step out unto the stage. She looks out at the fans before staring back at the entrance.. as Brett Black appears in the darkness.

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from New Orleans... please welcome.. BRETT BLACK!

Smiling wide, Brett Black walks unto the stage area and slowly removes his dark black flannel shirt. Tossing it aside, he nods at his manager, Tara Michaels, and then makes his way down the rampway. Looking over his shoulder once, Brett grits his teeth and then slides under the bottom rope! The fans remain eerily silent as Brett heads to center ring and holds his arms out to his sides, mocking the fans. Tara Michaels remains at ringside. Back in the ring, Brett Black basks in the silence as he remains in place.

The theme song slowly fades out, and Black removes his fedora, tossing it to Tara Michaels. He then bounces in place and checks his wrist tape, awaiting the sound of the bell.

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen, here we are! It's the main event! Tonight, Brett Black will square off against Shadow Man! This match will be very interesting tonight. Any predictions for this match?

Piven: Normally, my predictions will always go the way of Shadow Man but Brett Black is a different animal. He does things in that ring that are completely mind boggling. He may upset Shadow Man tonight.. and if he does... he may make a believer out of me as to the idea of him becoming the next EWC Champion!

Aiello: Remember, there is a special twist to this match. We are going to have a special referee tonight.

Piven: No referee can contain these two men... it won't matter at all in the end.

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

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

An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of "Invincible"! A few moments later Shadow Man walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands their for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and begins to point to the fans who are screaming the loudest.

Shadow then looks towards the camera with a cocky yet confident look on his face as he begins to walk down the ramp and towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow runs and slides onto the ring apron on one knee and holding onto the middle Rope, Shadow gets to his feet and in a cocky manor steps threw the first and second Ropes.

Jessica Stroup: AND HIS OPPONENT... SHADOW MAN!!

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

Both men bounce in place across from one another in the ring as the fans quiet down. There is a awkward silence in the arena for a moment.. until...

Jessica Stroup: And tonight's special referee...

The lights dim down.

"I stand alone" by Godsmack plays loudly!!! The fans stand up and cheer!!

Aiello: CAN IT BE?!!!!!

Jessica Stroup: Please welcome... the EWC Champion... XPLODE!!!!

Fireworks emit from the stage as Xplode emerges from the backstage area!! His knee is heavily dressed in a brace. Wearing a striped shirt, he walks down the rampway with an obvious limp. Rolling under the bottom rope, he walks right up to Brett Black and the both of them stare one another down! At ringside, Tara Michaels shouts curses at Xplode until he responds with a middle finger in her direction!! The fans scream with delight!!!

Aiello: HE IS HERE!! THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS IS HERE!!!

Xplode backs away and points at ringside, and the bell is rung! Shadow Man does not hesitate as he rushes Brett Black, unleashing a series of hellish blows to the head and chest area! Shadow Man continues to pummel him before using an Irish Whip. Black bounces off of the ropes and returns, getting a big boot to the face! Brett Black stumbles.... but does not fall down.

Shadow Man shakes his head in confusion as Xplode orders him to pursue Black! Shadow Man rushes Black and uses a stiff elbow! Black stumbles backward as Shadow Man shoves him against the turnbuckle padding! Backing up, Shadow man rushes Black and uses a superkick that lands on target, right to Brett Black's jaw!! Black stumbles forward.... but does not go down yet again!!

Aiello: What the hell? Is he even human?!

Shadow Man nods his head and smiles. He runs to the turnbuckle and ascends it! Waiting for Black to turn around, Shadow Man launches into the air to the delight of the fans! His body hurls towards Brett Black... but he is caught in mid air!!!  Black smiles as he whips Shadow Man into position, and drives Shadow Man into the mat with a stiff chokeslam!!! The fans boo loudly now as Tara Michaels claps at ringside!

Xplode warns Black to take it easy but Black shoves him away. He turns to pursue Shadow Man but is caught off guard as he is kicked in the gut by a now standing Shadow Man! Shadow Man then nails a stiff DDT, hooking the leg for the pin!!

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Brett Black kicks out of a fast count!!!

Tara Michaels argues as Xplode flips her off once again. This time, Brett Black is on him, grabbing the EWC Champion by the throat! Xplode counters by shoving Black away... right into a waiting Shadow Man!! Shadow Man lifts him into the air and drives Black into the mat with a stiff backdrop!!! Shadow Man then pummels Brett Black repeatedly! 

The fans cheer loudly as Shadow Man rolls back to his feet, a large smile upon his face. He grabs Brett now and helps him to his feet when suddenly.. Tara Michaels launches up on the ring apron! Screaming, she points at Shadow Man who immediately release Tara with a smile! Shadow Man approaches Tara.... and plants a huge kiss on her lips!!!

Aiello: OH MY GAWD!!!

Piven: Damn... lucky bastard.

Shadow smiles as Tara Michaels looks horrified! Shadow Man turns around only to be caught by Brett Black! Black Irish Whips him into the ropes and back, catching Shadow Man in the air and tossing him up... letting Shadow Man land face first on the mat! The fans boo loudly now as Brett Black laughs. He stomps Shadow Man repeatedly. Xplode issues a warning.

Grabbing Shadow Man once again, Brett Black locks in a sleeper hold. He leans in with all of his weight, bringing his weight down on his opponent! Shadow Man's eyes slowly gloss over as he reaches out for the ropes!

Aiello: This could be bad!

Piven: It's become increasingly obvious that Shadow Man can't get the job done tonight. Can this man hold on? Or does he even want to?!!

Black keeps the hold locked as Shadow Man reaches out...

The crowd cheers....

Shadow Man drives his elbow into Brett Blacks ribs now, breaking up the hold!!! Shadow Man rushes to the ropes and uses the momentum, flying into the air with a hard clothesline!! Brett Black stumbles... but does not go down!! Black rushes to the ropes yet again... another clothesline! Black stumbles..

....Black does not go down!

Shadow Man rushes to the ropes a third time. but this time is stopped by Tara Michaels! She grabs him by the hair! Shadow Man spins around in a rage but is suddenly slapped across the face by Tara! Having had enough, Shadow Man shoves her, sending her tumbling to ringside! Shadow Man turns around and ducks under an attack by Brett Black now!

Aiello: NOT THIS TIME!!!!

Shadow Man brings Brett in for a DDT... 

Black shoves him off...

Black pulls a set of brass knuckles out of his pants and nails Shadow Man right on the jaw!

Piven: WOAH!! DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Shadow Man goes down hard. Black smiles as he approaches his prey. Suddenly he is spun around and kicked in the gut by Xplode!!! Hooking the arms, Xplode pants Brett Black into the mat HARD with his finisher.. The Drop Zone! The fans immediately rise to their feet and applaud as Xplode removes his shirt! The bell is rung over and over as Xplode rolls out of the ring..

Aiello: What's going on?

Piven: The Destroyer of Worlds... is here.

Reaching under the ring, Xplode pulls out a barbed wire 2x4! He raises it up for the fans' approval! Cheering, the fans support him as he rolls back into the ring! Brett Black stirs for a time as he stumbles to his feet. Xplode waits.. 

Xplode brings the barbed wire stick down upon Black's head!

Aiello: HOLY SHIT!!!! THE EWC CHAMPION IS PISSED!

Xplode repeatedly brings the stick down hard on to Brett Black. Once Brett is down, Xplode straddles him and begins to rub the barbed wire across his forehead in a sawing motion! Blood begins to spew from Brett Black's forehead as Xplode goes to work! Rolling into the ring, Tara Michaels yanks on Xplode's hair! Xplode tosses the stick aside and stands back up...

Xplode brings Tara Michaels in... and nails the Drop zone on her too!!! 

Shadow Man slowly stirs back to life as we see Xplode raising the EWC Championship over his head. Grabbing a microphone... he speaks..

Xplode: Hey Brett? This is the game that you have chosen to play.... these are YOUR rules... remember? (Panting) Fine. We play for keeps. Wrestlefest.... (Panting)... YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!

"I stand alone" by Godsmack begins to play as Xplode raises the championship again. Shadow Man nods in his direction and exits the ring. Still laying in a pool of blood is Brett Black and across the ring is Tara Michaels.. unconscious.

Aiello: THIS IS INSANE!!! Wrestlefest is going to be amazing! These two men have tossed aside all rhyme and reason and now there can only be one true end result...

Piven: ....and one true EWC Champion.

The feed zooms in on Xplode as he celebrates... and then it fades out.


The show comes to a close.