MNB #445 - CLEVELAND

[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 #445 | JANUARY 25TH 2016

LIVE! from Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio

EWC BRAWL
January 25th 2016
LIVE! from Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: 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 Nineteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to episode 444.

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. Sped up footage again then takes us through to Xplode, Nathan Creed, Metal Black, Living Dead Karl, Brett Black, Shawn Cage, King Flip, Slade Hardison, Emma Louise, Sabriynn Cassidy, Grime, and Jon Kellar

This is followed by highlights of showcasing Monday Night Brawl Champions: Shadow Man, Metal Black, King Flip and Xplode

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 Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio 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

Fireworks blast across the stage as the fans scream in delight. A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!  The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!

The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring! A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.

As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello and Piven are shown smiling. The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Aiello: Hello ladies and gentleman and welcome to the Four Hundredth and Forty Fifth episode of Monday Night Brawl. We are coming to you live from Cleveland Ohio, the home of Lebron James. We hope you had an excellent weekend, probably filled with NFL viewings

Piven: I lost Fifteen large on the damn Patriots

Aiello: Never go against Manning at home in the playoffs, that man is a stud and worthy of a final trip to the superbowl. Of course, they will be facing off against, who look to be the heavy favorites, the Carolina Panthers

Piven: If Newton is named MVP I'm going to give up sex. That guy is a tool and annoys the hell out of me. 

Aiello: He's just a kid having fun. 

Piven: He ain't a kid. That's the point. Show some professionalism like me. Fucking fuck. 

Aiello: There goes our F-Bomb budget for the night

Piven: Fuck off

Aiello: Fair enough. We have a great show in store for you all tonight, lets kick things off with another reminder to order EWC TV

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RINGSIDE

Corey X music starts playing on the sound system as Corey X comes out to the ring.

(Fans cheering)

Corey X: Since I debut in EWC in 2015 my goal to be a future Champion in EWC and tonight i face the EWC Champion in a non title no disqualification match and if I win i get a future title shot in the future against Xpolde for his belt.

(Fans chant for Corey X)

Corey X: Tonight I will become the King of Extreme in this ring against Xpolde and I will show that Xpolde who the real future Champion is.

BACKSTAGE

The camera feed pans backstage as we see the EWC Undisputed Champion. He is seated on a bench, staring into his locker. Pacing the room behind him is Tara Michaels. Dressed in a sharp suit, Tara completely ignores what Corey X had to say in the ring and instead counts her fingers as she speaks to the Destroyer of Worlds:

Tara: Jaden, things are moving quickly. We need to slow down the process of this Firm team. I think if we-

Xplode: I don't recall asking you.

Tara: Excuse me?

Xplode spins around and glares at Tara for a moment.

Xplode: Look, if we are going to make this work, we need to set a few ground rules. Number one.. no one plans out what I do but me. Terry never needed to do it... he trusted me. Plus, let's not forget who runs this damn show. The only thing that I need you to do is to see that both the boys in the Damaged Goods team are taken care of. I don't care what it costs me... sky is the limit. I also want you to bounce that Maximus guy. We don't need that chump.

Tara: Well, I wanted to discuss that subject with you, actually. I don't think that is a good idea.

Xplode launches out of his seat and looks down at Tara, his face beaming frustration. Tara does not back down, however. Instead, she steps forward towards the champion, daring him to react.

Tara: ...as I was saying. Ted is a great addition to our team.

Xplode: Ted Maximus is a loud mouthed rookie who isn't worth a shit. We want winners in our camp. He isn't one yet. Hell, he hasn't even wrestled a damn match in his life. He needs to go.

Tara: Ted is a former MMA fighter who is highly skilled. Plus, the man is a beast. He is a strong addition to the family.

Xplode: Do I need to remind you as to who runs this family again? The rookie goes.. we are bringing James Kash in. I already worked it out to have him released from Rampage.

Tara glares at Xplode for a moment before picking up her briefcase. She then heads for the door but it suddenly swings open on it's own. Standing in thee doorway is Tex Maximus himself, his eyes poised on the EWC Champion.

Maximus: I am here. What can I do to help?

Tara: Jaden.. I don't think that I have formerly introduced you two. This is Ted.

Xplode glances at Maximus as the two men walk towards one another. A unsteady handshake is made as Xplode sizes him up. Maximus smirks.

Maximus: Nice to finally meet you... champ.

Xplode: The feeling is only yours.

Maximus: I hear that you need a few steady names in your camp. You could do worse than to give me a shot. Just point me in the right direction and let me know who I gotta crush.. and consider it done.

Xplode: Actually, I was just telling Tara that you-

Tara suddenly interrupts the conversation.

Tara: -That you will be needed at ringside tonight, as Xplode faces Corey X. We have reason to believe that Mark Storm will interfere tonight. We need you as an insurance policy. If you see him at all, you are to unleash severe justice on him... hold nothing back. I want that man crippled. Understood?

Maximus glares at Tara for a moment, and then smiles.

Maximus: Consider it done. You won't regret this, champ. I am the future of this promotion.. you will see.

Maximus slaps Xplode hard on the shoulder and walks out of the room. Infuriated, Xplode snags the EWC Title and flings it over his shoulder.

Xplode: I hope you know what you are doing, Tara. If that punk gets in my way.. I am running over him.

Xplode walks out of the room next, leaving Tara alone. She smiles as she removes a cellphone from her purse. Dialing a number, she waits... and then talks.

Tara: Hello Lizzette.... it's Tara. Everything that we spoke of is in action. The Firm is coming together nicely, but as you can guess, Jaden is not too supportive about it. Either way, we will move forward with the Firm Initiative. Jaden will receive the proper motivation and get even stronger... Mark Storm will never know what hit him. With the Firm in Jaden's corner, he will be UNSTOPPABLE....

[President Mac]

FLASH DAVIS
Vs EMMA LOUISE

Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

The lights go dim with a blue hue as ‘Tormented' by Tech N9ne begins to play over the speakers. Over the EWC big screen you see Flash Davis with a bunch of women in bikini's and in blue and pink font 'Flash Davis' slowly slides across the screen. Then you hear over the speakers:

"One for the devil..."

"Two for my God..."

"Father please forgive while I rock this broad!"

The lights start flashing along with the beat as you see Flash Davis walk out onto the stage wearing his blue and black vinyl robe with the hood over his head. And, the music stops playing as he stands on the stage waiting. The lights all come back on as he stands there with his head bowed.

Stroup: Making his way to the ring, from the Flash Enterprise Estate in Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing 225 pounds and standing at an even 6 feet tall! He is FLAAAASSSHHHHH!!! DAAAAVIISSSSSSS!!!

As Jessica Stroup finishes announcing him, the lights go back to flashing with the beat of 'Tormented' by Tech N9ne. The screen behind Flash Davis starts reading the beginning lyrics as Flash continues to stand there.

"Tormented!"

Flash Davis removes the hood from his head and begins walking down to the ring as Mark Simmons comes up behind him to follow him to the ring. As he walks to the ring, he begins to take off the robe. Before he reaches the ringside floor he hands the robe to a lady and gives her a big kiss on the lips. He looks at the ring and in a high leap jumps up onto the apron and in one smooth motion does a front handspring into the ring using the top rope. He goes to all four turnbuckles and hops up on the middle turnbuckle raising his arms to the fans to rile them up and on the fourth he puts his hands behind his head and slowly rolls his hips for the ladies. As the music stops he hops off the middle rope and turns around to walk toward the center of the ring where he waits for the match to start.

Stroup: And his opponent. Hailing from New York by way of London, England. She is 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.

Emma just stares over at Flash and gives him a huge smile.

Aiello: This ought to be an interesting matchup between these two.

Piven: Interesting? Just look at the way she's smiling at Flash!

Emma gets off the ropes as the bell rings. Flash circles around her as she stands there for a moment. As he completes his rotation they lock up in the center of the ring in a collar to elbow tie up. Flash immediately locks her in a head lock and starts wrenching on her neck. Emma counters quickly by driving a few knee strikes into the back of Flash's quad. Flash releases the headlock and Emma takes off towards the ropes. As she bounces off the ropes, Flash jumps down on the mat. Emma jumps over him and bounces off the opposite set of ropes. Flash quickly hopes up as Emma bounces off the ropes. She goes for a hurricarana, but Flash catches her in a powerbomb position. Before Flash can powerbomb her though, Emma grabs on to his head and starts grinding her crotch into his face. The guys in the crowd go wild!!!!

Piven: Oh My God!!!!!

Aiello: Well that was definitely unorthodox. But it seemed to work in her favor.

Flash drops her stumbles back into the corner with a shocked look on his face. Emma smiles and blows him a kiss. Flash just shakes his head up and down.

Piven: Unorthodox? She's taking mind games to a whole 'nother level.

Aiello: Well it's working. She has taken Flash off his game!

They charge each other back towards the center of the ring, but Flash swings around her and catches her with a release German Suplex. Emma immediately grabs for the back of her head as Flash stalks her towards the corner. Emma pulls herself up into a sitting position in the corner. Flash walks up and starts rolling his hips in front of her causing all of the ladies in the crowd to hit their feet and scream!

Piven: Flash said that two could play at this game!

Aiello: Well, there's the Flash that we're used to seeing!

Flash back off with a smile as Emma pulls herself up. The smile on her face seems to have a faded a bit and she has a more determined look on her face. She charges Flash but Flash performs a quick drop to hold, causing Emma to land over the second rope. Flash hops up with a smile on his face as he notices that Emma is draped over the middle rope with her butt up in the air. He looks around the arena as you can hear a mixture of boos and cheers. He smiles as he licks the palm of his hand and walks over to the prone Emma Louise.

Aiello: Has he not learned anything with his therapy sessions?

Piven: To hell with it. Emma Louise is about to feel the Spanky Doo Da!

He presses his left hand into the small of her back and raises his right hand in the air. Suddenly some generic porno-techno music blares throughout the arena. Flash jumps back and looks up towards the stage area. Suddenly Flash's therapist Dr. Weiner walks out from behind the curtain carrying a clip board. Flash can't believe his eyes!!!!

Piven: Who the hell is that?

Aiello: Oh my God! It's Dr. Weiner! Flash is in for it now!

Piven: NO!!!!!!!!

Aiello: What is wrong with you?

Piven: Dr. Pecker-nuts just ruined the Spanky Doo Da!

Dr. Weiner walks down the aisle and takes a seat near the ring. He sits up and starts writing something down on the clip board.

Flash walks over and leans over the top rope towards Dr. Weiner.

Flash: What the hell are you doing here?

Dr. Weiner doesn't even look up from writing to acknowledge Flash.

Flash snaps his fingers at Dr. Weiner.

Flash: Hello! I've done saw you this week! Once a week, remember?

Dr. Weiner still doesn't look up.

Piven: This is horrible!

Aiello: Why is this horrible? Dr. Weiner is here to keep Flash from losing his job due to sexual harassment.

Piven: No he's here to ruin all of the fun. Might as well call him Dr. Party Pooper.

Emma Louise has managed to gather her wits and immediately hits a back stabber on Flash while he was preoccupied with the doctor. Flash screams out in pain as Emma goes for a cover.  Referee Josh Daniels drops down for the count.

1...

2...

Flash kicks out!!!!

Aiello: Emma Louise almost snuck in a win!!!

Piven: You mean stole a win?

Emma pulls Flash up to his feet and hits a beautiful snap Suplex focusing more damage to his lower back. She jumps up and quickly climbs up to the top rope as Flash tries to get his bearings. Emma flies off the top rope with a moonsault landing in another pin attempt.

1...

2...

Flash kicks out again as Emma hits the mat in frustration. Flash quickly rolls to outside to try and regain some composure. Referee Daniels begins his ten-count.

Piven: This is smart by Flash. He needs to get his bearings.

Aiello: It really is. Emma has Flash flustered right now. It doesn't help that Dr. Weiner is down here at ringside too!

Piven: Yeah this should be illegal.

1...

2...

Flash leans against the guardrail taking in deep breaths.

3...

4...

Flash walks over towards Dr. Weiner.

Aiello: Flash better get his attentions back on Emma Louise and not on Dr. Weiner.

Emma suddenly comes flying through the ropes with a suicide dive causing Flash to crash into the guardrail, but breaking the referee's count in the process. Josh Daniels restarts the count as both competitors lay on the floor.

1...

2...

3...

Piven: Emma is willing to sacrifice her body to win this match. By any means necessary!

Emma gets up and pulls Flash up to his feet.

4...

5...

She tries to sling Flash into the steps, but he reverses it and sends Emma Louise crashing over the steel steps.

6...

7...

Flash hollers at Dr. Weiner to get out of there.

Piven: Flash just can't seem to get his head back into the match ever since Dr. Party Pooper showed up!

8...

Flash quickly rolls into the ring to break the count. He rolls back to the outside and walks up to a beautiful woman who is sitting in the front row.

1...

2...

He grabs the woman's face and pulls her close for a kiss but catches Dr. Weiner scribbling something down causing Flash not to kiss the woman. The woman looks disappointed as Flash stomps his feet.

3..

4...

5...

Emma has climbed back up to the top rope as Flash was busy with the woman. She patiently waits on Flash to turn around before launching herself off the top rope with a huge cross body. Flash somehow manages to catch her in mid air though.

Aiello: Uh Oh! Flash may have suckered her in.

Piven: Of course he did. He's the veteran in this match. 

6...

Flash drops Emma face first on the ring apron. She buckles to the floor.

7...

Flash pulls her up by the hair and rolls her into the ring breaking the count. Flash rolls under the bottom rope also, glancing back one more time at Dr. Weiner. Flash gets to his feet before Emma Louise. He pulls her up and hits a German Suplex, but doesn't break the hold. The crowd counts along.

1...

He rolls over and hits another German Suplex.

2...

He rolls over and hits yet another German Suplex, this time bridging for the pin.

1...

2...

Emma Louise barely kicks out!!!!! The crowd erupts into cheers as the match continues on.

Aiello: What a kick out!

Flash pulls Emma back up to her feet but she hits Flash with a dropkick to his knee. Flash falls to one knee as Emma unleashes a barrage of chops and slaps. She leans down and kisses Flash on the mouth before bouncing off the ropes and nailing a jumping thrust kick to the face.

She jumps down on Flash and immediately locks in the HLA! Flash is screaming as he reaches out to try and find the ropes to break the hold. Referee Daniels is right there as Flash seems to be fading away. Flash begins to slowly not fight as Daniels raises Flash's arm. It hits the mat.

1...

Aiello: Flash may be out!

He raises Flash's arm up once more. It hits the mat again.

2...

Piven: She may make him pass out!

Daniels raises his arm for the third time and it hits the mat.

3....

Referee Daniels hops up and immediately calls for the bell. Emma Louise releases the hold as the bell rings.

Stroup: Here is your winner, by submission, Emmmmma Louiseeee!

Aiello: She did it! Emma's mind games won out!

Piven: Whatever. She may as well go and pay that doctor! Without him, she doesn't win!

Doctor Philip Weiner enters the ring with Flash Davis after his match. Emma Louise’s music stops playing and the Doctor is trying to reason with Flash Davis to exit the ring. Flash looks annoyed with the Doctor for even being at the show and starts shaking his head in disappointment. And, just as they are beginning to leave the ring…

Victor Hanes begins to come out to the ring with Pingnut. Both Flash Davis and Doctor Weiner look confused. They decide to wait as Victor Hanes has Pingnut point to Flash Davis. Rather than leaving the ring, the two wait for Victor Hanes to get in the ring. Victor Hanes climbs the steel steps, enters the ring and heads over toward the corner nearest to the bell ringer and a microphone is handed to Victor Hanes who holds it so that it appears that Pingnut is the one talking into it. Victor Hanes stands center ring.

Pingnut: How’s everyone doing tonight?

The fans cheer like crazy.

Pingnut: That’s good, that’s good, a-good-good-good, a-good, that’s good!

The fans cheer louder and Victor Hanes turns so that Pingnut is facing Flash Davis.

Pingnut: Last week this guy…

Pingnut’s head nods toward Victor Hanes.

Pingnut: Got a job with the EWC thanks to President Danny Mac.

Victor Hanes leans Pingnut forward like he’s talking to the fans.

Pingnut: More like gave me the job...

Victor Hanes makes Pingnut look at himself.

Pingnut: What? You honestly didn’t think that they’d really give you the job, did ya?

Victor Hanes looks out to the fans and shrugs. He turns Pingnut to look back at Flash Davis.

Pingnut: And, just so you know, I’m out here to do my job as the new EWC talent-staff Relations expert!

The fans cheer and Flash Davis begins to look confused.

Pingnut: To do my job, I needed to be sure to write everything down to make sure that it got done.

Victor Hanes takes the card out of his pocket and places it in front of Pingnut to read.

Pingnut: Holy hell! Who wrote this crap?

Victor Hanes makes Pingnut look at himself again.

Pingnut: Did you write this?

Victor Hanes nods.

Pingnut: Were you wasted?

Victor Hanes shakes his head.

Pingnut: Are you sure?

Victor Hanes nods again.

Pingnut: Really sure?

Victor Hanes gives Pingnut that irritated look.

Pingnut: I don’t know how, but I’ve got to figure out how to read this stupid thing.

Victor Hanes turns Pingnut’s head so he can try to read it.

Pingnut: Mr. Flash Davis, it is my duty—

Pingnut cringes.

Pingnut: That’s nasty as hell.

Pingnut pauses to allow the fans to laugh a bit before he continues.

Pingnut: It is my job to inform you that next week you will are not to appear at next week’s Monday Night Brawl.

Flash Davis mouths the word ‘What?’ and heads over to the corner nearest the bell ringer to get a microphone of his own.

Flash: What? Are you kidding?

Pingnut: Does it look like I’m kidding?

Flash: To be honest with you, I can’t tell.

Pingnut: Then, let me put it into terms you can understand.

Pingnut looks back down at the card and starts reading again.

Pingnut: By the decision of the EWC Board of Directors, your actions in and out of the ring have become a concern. However, the report sent to us of your…

Pingnut turns to Flash Davis and loudly whispers.

Pingnut: S-E-X Add-ict E-val-u-ation…

Pingnut goes back to reading the card.

Pingnut: It is in the best interest of the fans and talented roster of Monday Night Brawl that you attend one of your classes before you can begin to compete in the EWC.

Pingnut turns to Flash and shakes his head. He whispers loud again.

Pingnut: I heard about the video on the in-ter-net.

Flash’s shakes his head as the fans laugh more.

Flash: So you’re telling me that I can’t compete in the EWC until I take one class?

Victor Hanes makes Pingnut nod.

Flash: That’s ridiculous. I am a professional—

Pingnut: Chicken choker?

Flash: No!

Pingnut: Sausage handler?

Flash: No!

Pingnut: That isn’t what we saw on the video.

Flash goes to grab Pingnut and Victor Hanes backs up and sticks Pingnut out.

Pingnut: Hey! Don't touch me with those hands! I know where they've been!

Flash comes closer.

Pingnut: I’ll kick your ass!

The Doctor comes in between Victor Hanes and Flash Davis. He starts pushing Flash toward the ropes.

Pingnut: Yeah! Hold him back! Keep running wanker boy!

Victor Hanes acts as though he’s trying to hold Pingnut back too, and turns Pingnut to look at him.

Pingnut: I could have taken him. He’s no match for my Ping Fu.

As Flash Davis leaves the ring with Doctor Weiner, Victor Hanes steps through the ropes and walks down the steel steps on the opposite side as “Unhinged in Hollywood Mashup” begins to play again.

JEZZABEL

Vs LIVING DEAD KARL

Coming back from commercial break, we're treated to a "During the break..." scene backstage where several protesters are seen holding signs saying things like "Keep Karl off TV!", "Zombies Are An Affront To God!", "Make Love, Not Murder", and "Cats Not Cannibals". Security is trying to get them out of the employees-only area, and Ace Heart is trying to get a word with them.

All we get from one protester is, "President Mac should be ashamed of himself! Zombies like Karl should be destro-"

But before he can continue, who should appear but none other than Living Dead Karl himself, ramming into the protester and walloping him! Ace gets out of Dodge ASAP. The other protesters try to stop LDK, ineffectually tugging at him and battering him with their signs!

Now security have to fight with both the protesters and LDK! It's truly a free-for-all! LDK, however, manages to break away, picking up the mic that Ace dropped as he escaped.

Living Dead Karl: Fuck your freedom of speech, bitches! I don't give a fuck! You fucks with me, whether you're man, woman, some old lady or a baby... or worse, these pieces of shit... I'll fuck you up! Ain't no motherfuckers in the whole EWC gonna say shit to me and live to tell the tale! Now I'm all riled up and ya damn well best believe I'm gwan take it out on that Jezzabel bitch! Yeah, I remember you now, and? In case ya new to the EWC, there's a real-ass difference between Charles Boddington Forsythe and the motherfucker standin' in front of you today! You'll find out for ya damn self in a minute here!

And then we're sent back ringside where Jessica Stroup waits in the ring for her cue.

Aiello: That maniac's going to get President Mac sued at this rate!

Piven: Oh, look at it this way, Joey, any publicity's good publicity!

Then, the lights go dark in the arena and a red glow come up throughout. A bell tolls and "J.S. Bach's Toccata & Fugue" by Birdie Wings begins to play. A Phoenix shriek is heard and as the first chord of the song plays the stage is engulfed in flames. As the flames dissipate, Jezzabel appears on the stage, seemingly out of thin air, followed by Mortymer Post. She stops at the top of the ramp and stares down at the ring for a moment then they both make their way down to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Walking down to the ring, being accompanied by her manager Mortymer Post... from Death Valley, California, she is The Living Dead Girl... Jezzabel!!!

Jezzabel gets down to the ring, grabs the middle rope and pulls herself up with one step onto the ring apron. Mortymer watches her enter the ring then goes to the ring steps and steps up into the ring himself. They both step to the middle of the ring. Mortymer his hands up towards his face and the sky as Jezzabel raises her arms up and sharply big them down. Lightning shoots down from the rafters hitting all four ring posts, igniting them into flames. Mortymer has a euphoric smile on his face with his hands still up to the heavens as Jezzabel then steps to the ropes giving a cold stare out to the crowd. She cracks her little half smile then turns back to the center of the ring. The lights in the arena slowly come back up as the music fades. The crowd reaction has mixed reaction as Jezzabel heads to a neutral corner and leans back.

Aiello: Whether you love her or don't, you can't deny her supernatural presence is being felt tonight.

Piven looks offended at his partner's words.

Piven: Yes I can. Anyone can! She's just obnoxious, and this new manager of hers is like an anorexic Paul Bearer!

Aiello: Hey, that's her father- her deceased father you're referring to!

Piven: Mortymer's not dead, he's right there acting like a jerk!

Aiello just shakes his head and doesn't further engage the bad guy color commentator.

Jessica Stroup: And her opponent...

Mist begins to develop and makes its way throughout the arena, remaining at lower altitudes. This eerie scene is augmented with the dimming of the lights, all of which are accompanied by L7's "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.

Jessica Stroup: Hailing from Congdon Castle in Yakima, Washington, and weighing in at 255 pounds...

At about the 35-second mark, Living Dead Karl shambles into view looking all around at all the tender morsels booing and jeering him.

Jessica Stroup: Liviiiiing Deaaaaad Kaaaaarl!

Brenda Vixen emerges right afterwards, walking alongside The Putrid Pugilist. They then continue the short trek to the ring, bathed in fog and a chorus of boos.

Brenda circles the outskirts of the ring while LDK storms to inside the ring, making a beeline to the corner turnbuckle, which he climbs halfway up. He then looks on into the crowd, raises his arms in the air, and unleashes a primordial roar (i.e.: Zombie Scream 2015©®™):

"UhhhhhhhhhhhhEEERRRRRRUUUUGHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

...that would jar all but the bravest of souls.

Chances are, at least Jezzabel isn't moved by the shriek.

Anyway, Brenda Vixen acknowledges the presence of another outside force, Mortymer, and never removes her gaze from off of him. He looks at her as if to say, "What's your problem?"

Piven: With Brenda's presence ringside, Mortymer's own presence is somewhat neutralized.

Aiello: If you're implying that he'd be the one out of those two to pull off any shenanigans, you've been drinking more than I thought you were!

Living Dead Karl then leaps back off and immediately proceeds to charge at Jezzabel before the ring, but she anticipates his cheap shit and ducks in time.

*DING* *DING* *DING*

The match officially begins!

As LDK comes bouncing off the ropes, he's greeted with a clothesline that reels him back into said ropes... then bounces back into an uppercut punch that reels him back into said ropes... then bounces back into as high a big boot as Jezzabel's had to muster up for some time now! The fans are really into the karmic barrage she's unleashed on LDK in the early parts of this match!

Aiello: Jezzabel's managed to turn Living Dead Karl into a pain yo-yo!

Piven: The fans love it, but don't think for a second that this humiliation's going to sit well with that crazy asshole!

LDK spins around at the force of the boot, and while he stumbles, he doesn't fall! Jezzabel drop kicks LDK in the back, causing him to become draped over the top rope, seemingly dazed. In this position, LDK s prone to a Guillotine Backbreaker, which Jezzabel executes, finally sending LDK to the mat. The fans lose it!

Not missing a beat, she quickly climbs up to the top rope and without hesitation flies off of it, connecting with a picture-perfect Phoenixsault! The fans can't believe the sheer dominance of The Living Dead Girl over The Living Dead Karl!

Aiello: I don't think I've seen anyone take it to Living Dead Karl like this in the nearly nine months he's been in the EWC!

Piven: You impress easily, Joey. Just wait, Jezzabel's going to get hers!

Jezzabel decides that, fuck it, may as well go for the pin and end things quickly...

1... nope! LDK powers out of the hold, nearly causing Jezzabel to tumble into Josh Daniels. He then rolls out of the ring, causing the fans to boo and jeer. Brenda rushes up to LDK, trying to console him as he looks on at Jezzabel, bewildered. Mortymer taunts LDK and Brenda by getting too close and waving a pentagram necklace in his general direction. LDK goes to chase after him, but Brenda stops him... only to go after Mortymer himself! Mortymer grins and tosses the necklace at her before bolting to the other side of the ring.

Jezzabel then slides out of the ring as LDK slides back in. She interjects herself between her manager and the Angel of Death. They have the most intense stare-down you've ever seen, with neither woman backing down.

Aiello: Brenda Vixen and Jezzabel are so alike in so many ways, and I think this display is equal parts intimidation and simply just trying to read each other. What do you think Jeremy?

Piven: Kiss... kiiiissssssss... Don't fight it, ladies!

All Aiello can do is groan.

Meanwhile, LDK had positioned himself inside the ring, but also close by to Jezzabel. Brenda's visage softens, and even somewhat turns into a bit of a smirk, as she backs off. The fans would see this as a sign of weakness... if LDK hadn't just grabbed a handful of Jezzabel's hair, pulling her back up to the ring apron!

Without letting go, he unleashes a series of closed fists into her face, followed by a forearm smash. He drags her over the top rope, and when she's halfway across, he locks her into a front chancery and DDTs her into the ring!! While she's still down, LDK gets back up to his feet and head stomps her several times!

He goes for a flying elbow drop, but miraculously, she sits up! The fans go wild! LDK seems to recognize this shtick, but that doesn't prevent him from getting really annoyed. He stomps at her head some more, then goes for a knee drop... but once more, Jezzabel sits up! The fans lose their minds!

Piven: This all looks awfully familiar.

Aiello: If there was still any doubt of her heritage, it's been erased now!

Jezzabel gets back to her feet, and LDK just can't wrap his mind around someone else being as indestructible as he is, hence why she had time to get up in the first place. LDK toe kicks her, and she immediately responds with one as well, locking in a Spike DDT! She locks in a triangle choke right in the center of the ring!

The fans go wild, but it doesn't seem to be too effective. Jezzabel might have known this, and is using this maneuver more to take a breather as well as subdue her opponent for a bit. She switches to a double leg crab, again not expecting the Unholy Undead to submit, but rather to do some damage to LDK's back and legs.

Brenda gets up onto the apron, intentionally bringing attention to herself. Josh runs up to argue with Brenda, while Jezzabel maintains the hold. Mortymer trips Brenda up, much to the delight of the fans. At the same time, LDK powers out of the crab, sending Jezzabel stumbling forward!

LDK motions for a choke slam, and clamps onto Jezzabel's throat as she turns around... only for her to do the same to him! The fans love it! They block each other's hoists, then proceed to exchange blows, all the while still holding on to their chokes.

LDK gets the upper hand when he rakes Jezzabel across the eyes with his filthy fingernails! He Irish whips the blinded Living Dead Girl, the catches her in a Code Blue! The fans aren't too happy about that! And while he has her on the ground again, he grabs a hold of her legs and executes a Living Dead Whirl! He releases her into the corner turnbuckle, then when he regains his bearings, he stomps a mudhole into her, increasing the stomps' intensities the louder the fans' boos get.

Aiello: This match has just been two monsters going at it and neither seeming to get the upper hand on the other for very long.

Piven: It's like King Kong versus Godzilla, but who's who?

LDK then brings Jezzabel back up to a vertical base, toe kicks her so she doubles over, then cinches her up to perform a release powerbomb... only, she breaks free at the height of the motion, then immediately locks LDK into The Impaler once she gets her footing!

Aiello: The fans are simply eating up Jezzabel's performance in this match!

Piven: Or maybe they just like someone kicking Living Dead Karl around no matter who it is! Jezzabel isn't really up there in the fans' esteems, is she?

Aiello: Well, I don't know about that, but after tonight she is for sure!

Jezzabel goes for another pin... 1... 2- no! LDK powers out, albeit weaker than he did earlier on in the match.

Aiello: Living Dead Karl kicked out of The Impaler! Living Dead Karl kicked out of The Impaler!!

Now it's Jezzabel's turn wondering what it's going to take to keep the other monster down. She grabs LDK by the head, picking him up to a vertical base and Irish whipping him into the corner turnbuckle hard, following up by rushing into him with a Phoenix Splash! The fans can't believe the dominance!

She follows that up by flying at LDK with a Hurricanrana... only for LDK to catch her with a double-handed choke slam! With Jezzabel down once more, he goes for another running elbow drop... only for Jezzabel to once more sit up!!

Aiello: If ever there was someone as unstoppable as that madman in the ring, it's The Living Dead Girl!

Piven: Hey, you ever notice that Living Dead Whirl and Living Dead Girl and even Living Dead Karl all sound somewhat familiar?

Aiello: What an excellent rejoinder there, Jer'.

LDK rolls to the outside of the apron, but Jezzabel is quick to hop over the ropes and runs at her fallen foe with a Guillotine Leg Drop! This causes LDK to roll to ringside. Jezzabel takes this opportunity to look into the masses of humanity cheering her on, and she nods ever so slightly, as respectful a reaction as the taciturn warrior will muster in the heat of battle.

Brenda checks up on LDK again, while Mortymer simply claps at Jezzabel's excellent work.

LDK slowly gets back to a vertical base, eyes as wide as saucers, slamming his hands on the apron over and over again. He emits another rageful shriek, then slides back into the ring, recklessly charges at Jezzabel, who ducks clothesline after clothesline, before having enough of these games and flying at LDK with a flying head-scissors, sending LDK tumbling in a heap to the corner turnbuckle! She then kips back up and runs at LDK with a drop kick, driving the Rotting Wrestlers further into the merciless ring post.

Jezzabel drags LDK to the center of the ring again, calling for The Oubliete, which should surely put even LDK away! She tries to lock in the hold, but LDK constantly resists! She nails him a few times to settle him down, and she gets part of the hold locked in, but LDK prevents her from bridging! Managing to roll back, he sends Jezzabel tumbling to the outside of the ring! The fans are displeased, thinking Jezzabel might have been mere moments away of vanquishing the Putrid Pugilist!

Aiello: If Jezzabel was able to complete the hold, that surely would have been it for Living Dead Karl.

Piven: Oh, please, Joey, gimme a break! Why don't you just shove your whole head inside Jezzabel's-

Aiello: Jesus Christ, Jeremy!!!

LDK slides out of the ring, scooping Jezzabel up and dumping her into a gut-buster! Then, as Josh begins to count them out, LDK scoops Jezzabel up again for a Saito suplex... then a reverse DDT... then a pendulum backbreaker... then a wheelbarrow slam onto the ring apron! Jezzabel weakly rolls away as LDK slips back into the ring.

LDK looks confident that his barrage of power grapples is enough to put his opponent down, so he decides to go for only the third pin-fall attempt of the night, his first... 1... 2... 3-no!!! Jezzabel manages to jerk a shoulder up at the 2.9 mark!

Piven: Damn! We were so close to seeing that poser sent back to the kitchen to make some... phoenix pot pie!

Aiello just shakes his head in disgust.

LDK slowly rises up, propping himself up by his now-extended arms. He whips his head in Josh's direction, clearly blaming him from not counting fast enough. Josh tries to calm LDK down, but we all know how well that'll go.

Meanwhile, Mortymer barks out things relating to LDK's ineptitude and Jezzabel's superiority, and LDK's had it. He slides out of the ring to stalk Mortymer, who keeps one step ahead of the Gruesome Grappler. In the heat of the moment, however, he neglected to remember Brenda's presence. He remembers just as he backs into her though!

Brenda grabs a hold of Mortymer so LDK can take a swing a him, but Mortymer manages to escape in the nick of time! The same can't be said for Brenda though, as she takes an LDK hit! The fans go wild... but not for long as LDK manages to grab a hold of Mortymer himself, scooping him up and slamming him right on top of the announcer table! The fans' cheers quickly turn to disgusted boos!

Now, the ref is of course counting LDK out, but it seems he doesn't care! Jezzabel finally sits up and is set to come to her advocate's aid, when a somewhat recovered Brenda intercepts Jezzabel by grabbing a hold of her legs, dragging her out of the ring and therefore resetting the count!

As Brenda and Jezzabel brawl behind the referee's back, and as LDK ponders what part of Mortymer to eat first, from beyond the Gorilla position, Kruzer bursts out at top speeds!

Aiello: Kruzer is here! The Canadian Icon is here to even the odds!

Piven: What business does this blowhard have sticking his nose into this match?!

Aiello: Are you kidding me, Jeremy?!

Kruzer takes a swing at LDK with his now-brandished trusty crowbar, but LDK backs off. The referee acknowledges the need for Kruzer to use the means he did to keep LDK at bay, and doesn't disqualify Jezzabel as a result. Kruzer shouts at LDK as Brenda disengages from Jezzabel in the nick of time. Kruzer then helps Mortymer to his feet and makes sure he's okay.

Meanwhile, LDK and Jezzabel slide into the ring at the same time, glaring at each other with hatred, betrayal, disappointment, rage, vengeance, confusion, all of those complicated emotions.

They then break the tension with a simplistic brouhaha, and the fans go wild at the level of brutality in the most basic of attacks!

LDK breaks the monotony with another toe kick, but Jezzabel catches it in time and manages to hoist LDK up and into a kneebreaker! Then, because LDK doesn't go down, she follows up with a knee smash that does the trick! With LDK down again, she calls for Rising Phoenix Bomb! The fans freak out as Jezzabel picks LDK up, and with Herculean might, gets him onto her shoulders...

Aiello: She picked Living Dead Karl up, just like that!

Piven: I can't believe this! Get out of this, somehow! Brenda, do something!

She runs forward with him, and with great authority, drives LDK straight into the mat... and I mean straight into the mat! LDK is actually embedded into the ring!! The fans roar with delight!!!

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Aiello: Jesus Christ, Jezzabel just made an impact... literally!

Piven: I hope she gets charged for intentionally destroying the ring! Get up, Living Dead Karl!!!

The fans continue to cheer as she drags LDK out of the indent, and hooks the leg for the pin... 1... 2...


...............3!!!


The fans are elated, Kruzer, a dazed Mortymer, everyone's just pleased as punch that Jezzabel managed to shut that piece of shit down. Brenda isn't at all pleased, however.

Josh Daniels raises Jezzabel's arm in the air.

She is soon joined by Kruzer and Mortymer, who also raise an arm each! This re-cues "J.S. Bach's Toccata & Fugue" to play again.


Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner... Jezzabel!!

As the three celebrate, Brenda manages to slide into the ring and pulls LDK out. She pulls out some sort of evil rosary, and moments after putting it around LDK's neck, he begins to stir, then bolts up to his feet!

Aiello: After all of that, all it took was whatever it was Brenda Vixen put around Karl's neck to pep him back up again?!

Piven: Yeah, Jezzabel won, but even she's gotta know how close she came to biting the big one tonight!

Aiello: Maybe, but all the same, Jezzabel triumphed, and the fans just can't get enough!

LDK wants to rush back into the ring, but Brenda stops him, saying something to him no one can hear, but whatever it was, he reluctantly leaves the area.

Kruzer, Mortymer and Jezzabel all look on at the retreating pair of Endless Walk members.

Piven: Yuk it up now, Transcendence, because you just made a big-time enemy this night!

Aiello: Give me a break, Jeremy, Living Dead Karl put up a valiant effort, but in the end, he lost the match, fair and square. And he got what was coming to him.

Piven: Yeah, and did you forget you're talking about an unreasonable maniac cannibal?

BACKSTAGE

Flip is spotted backstage watching one of the screens.

"Wow, she can still put on a decent match. Go figure."

He turns around and looks like he's about to squeal like a tween girl and jumps forward to embrace someone off-screen with a hug. The camera turns to show a smiling and well-hugged Shelley Silver on the other side of that body squeeze. He lets go after a moment and takes a step back.

" Oh, wait. Wasn't there something important you wanted to talk about?"

Shelley chuckled as she returned the hug and leaned into him a bit once he released her. She looked to the screen with a smirk.

"That's the biggest problem around here. All of us ladies get underestimated. No matter how well we do."

She thought a bit about an 'important' matter that he mentioned.

"I do want to apologize to you if I actually had anything to do with screwing up your match last week. That wasn't my intention at all."

" What? Nah, not at all. I just forgot how short a ten count can be. There's... nothing else you wanted to say?"

"If I get reminded of the topic, I may be able to remember. I mean, if it's 'you-know-who' related, I had a major vent fest on Saturday and filmed the whole thing. If you are a good boy, I may show it to you."

Flip looks completely disinterested until he swings an arm around her shoulders and pushes the other as if painting a picture for her verbally.

" Y'know what? Nevermind it. Not important. Let's get out of this smelly hallway, Wolfie. Let's get ready to take a trip. Spin a globe and pick a place. Well, I have to wrestle first, but either way let's go far away from here. C'mon."

Shelley shrugged with a nod as she giggled.

"Well, I was going to New York tomorrow to visit Ruth. But yeah... just remember, I do have three matches this weekend. This is what I get for asking for more work."

" Alright, lady soldier. We'll keep it in the states. I think I know just the place."

"Hey, think I could talk to you for a second, CLIENT?"

Chris Calvin interrupted the party from the side. Flip sighed.

" Go on, Shels. I'll be right there, promise."

"Well don't be gone too long. I might just start missing you.

Shelley walks away as Flip turns to Chris as BRAWL fades to commercial.

BACKSTAGE

Flip and Chris are seen arguing near the guerrilla position when BRAWL comes back.

"The answer is no, Chris. Absolutely not. You're--"

"Just HALF the Goddamn show we put on, you scummy piece of shit. What is it with you and your fucking PRIDE?"

"Trouble in paradise, Phil?"

Chris chuckles at the third voice, Kruzer, who appears ready for his triple threat match next.

"Real cute, Matt. I'd kick your ass but I know it's a waste of time. You're gonna walk out there and do the job again."

"We'll see who does the job, Jive Turkey."

" YEAH, WE'LL FUCKING SEE, YOU MAPLE SNORTING PIECE OF SHIT."

Kruzer is seen smirking as he walks off. Chris, looking to console his friend, tries to pat Flip but gets shoved into the wall for his troubles. Flip holds him up by the cuff of his collar.

"No, Chris. I'm tired of it. The crowd is tired of it. Go. Home."

Flip quickly lets go and storms off, leaving a shaken Chris Calvin as the scene cuts to the ring

[NON TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH]
KRUZER
Vs RED DRAGON
Vs METAL BLACK (C)

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.

Jessica Stroup: Coming down to the ring from part unknown..... weighing at 235lbs..... RED DRAGONNNNNNNNN! 

Joe Aiello: We haven’t seen him for awhile but it good to see him back here at EWC!

Jeremy Piven: This dude got his ass kick time in and time out last year by The Endless Walking. I have a feeling it will be the same thing to the night when he step inside of that ring with Kruzer. 

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. He stood in the ring looking ready but that when out of nowhere you notice Brenda Vixen with a bit of a smirk across her lips coming out on the ramp. 

Red Dragon stares at her when out from under the ring was Faceless Shamblers staring right at Red Dragon inside of the ring. Brenda smirks as she walks down the ramp looking right at him as she walks over to a chair that one of the Faceless Shambler set up for her to sit in. She sat down in it as Red Dragon was wondering why they were out here. 

Joe Aiello: Why are they out here again! 

Jeremy Piven: Why you think! They are ready to add someone else to their collection of lost souls and it seems they want Red Dragon soul! 

Back up by the ramp as 'O Canada' on electric guitar then tires squeal out and theme music begins to play. Smoke fills the archway, Kruzer bursts through from the gorilla position with energy, wearing a long coat over his ring attire and black wrap around shades with flames on the arms coming out of the lenses.

Jessica Stroup: Coming down to the ring from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada..... weighing at 235lbs..... 'The Canadian Icon..... Kurzerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 

Stands at the top of the ramp, flashing his now trademark bullhorns as pyros explode behind him. He makes his way to the ring and steps to the second rope in all four corners of the ring flashing the bullhorns and hyping up the fans.

Joe Aiello: Or they are out here because of what happened earlier in the match with his wife Jezzabel. He came out to protective his wife and her manager from getting hurt by them. 

Jeremy Piven: If looks could kill... look at the look that Brenda Vixen is giving Kruzer. She is ready to kill him right there on the spot it seems. 

Kurzer leaning over the ropes looking over at them as he starts to trash talk them as both him and Red Dragon looks right over at them both keeping their eye on them. 

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 over her right shoulder the United States Champion title 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.

Jessica: Walking down to the ring now.. weighting at 150lbs.... billed from Detroit, Michigan.... The King of the Cage Winner of 2015.... The United States CHAMPIONNNNNNNN....... The Money City... Maneater... Metallllllllll Black!!!!!!!! 

Joe Aiello: She is looking good like always! 

Jeremy Priven: I can’t believe one of the greatest title in this company history is been wore by that woman! A woman who take off her clothes off for a living! 

Joe Aiello: She also can kick your ass! 

Jeremy Priven: She wish! Brenda Vixen has her eyes on her too. It seems The Endless Walk want a close up with this match because everyone inside of that ring. They just don’t like! 

Joe Why is that? Maybe because they walking around trying to make everyone a zombie. 

As Metal, hand over her belts to the person outside of the ring as the bell ran both Reg Dragon and Kurzer right away try to jump the champ from behind. They both seems to overpower her a bit and had her in the corner. 

Kruzer smirks looking over at her but then once he turns around hit Red Dragon in the face with a slap across his chest to get him out of the corner. He did it not once but twice as he then grab him by the arm and toss him against the ropes but Metal run over to him wrap her arms around his waist and lift him with everything inside of her as she tosses him across the ring. 

She was about to celebrate while Red Dragon hand bounce off the ropes he closely Metal Black down to the mat hard. He looks down at both of them as he grab them both by their hair took and smash their head together against each other. 

Kurzer fell back into the ropes which took him to the outside right at the feet of Brenda and The Faceless Shamblers . Brenda and they look down at him like he was dirt. Back inside of the ring Metal was holding her head from getting it smash against Kurzer. She was shaking out the cobwebs but Red Dragon grabs her by the hair once again as he just has this grin on his face. He picks her up by her throat holding her up in the air as the ref was counting. 

He then drops her on her ass as Metal was crawling over to the ropes to catch her breath but he was right behind her. He bend over to grab her once again but was met with a hard punch to the nose. It sends him back a bit as Metal stood up looking at him as she sends another hard punch to his face which sends him back. Coming out of nowhere flying was Kurzer with a closeline to Red Dragon.

Metal-look over at Kruzer as he smirks as the Red Dragon was down on the mat. She leap over the body of Red Dragon jump on to the middle rope and flip backwards on top of Red Dragon landing hard on his ribs. Kurzer smirks as he gives her hand as he does the same thing as he leap over the body of Red Dragon and he flip in the air landed right on top of Red Dragon. Red Dragon was holding his ribs as Metal just smirks grabbing Red Dragon by the hair setting him as she ran opposite of him bouncing herself off the rope. She drops kick him right in the face hard that send him hard down on the mat. 

Joe Aiello: Is these two trying to see who can do the best move. on Red Dragon! 

Jeremy Priven: They are using him like he just a test dummy! 

Kurzer gives her hand as he then picks up Red Dragon by the hair as he gives him a reserve side backbreaker. Red Dragon screams out in pain as Kurzer smirks while Metal was about to do something but she look on the outside she motion Kurzer to look too. They both stood together as they notice that Faceless Shamblers now have surround the ring with Brenda Vixen watching on. Red Dragon stood up as the ref was been distracted by this along with Metal and Kurzer as they were trying to figure out what these guys was doing. That when out of nowhere while Red Dragon was standing up someone came from under the ring with a black mask. They turned him around and give him a kick to the waist and then a grab his arms and give him a hard thud down to the ring. 

The person in the mask climb out of the ring real fast kneeing down at the feet of Brenda as she pets him like his was a dog. Both Metal and Kurzer saw that Red Dragon was out as they both ran over to cover him but Kurzer got there first. The Ref slide down to the mat and he start to count 

1.........

Metal pull Kruzer off Red Dragon. He stood up and turn right into a belly to belly suplex right down to the mat hard. She waited for him to get up again and he walk right into another one and another one. Red Dragon was so dizzy from the move that he rolled out of the ring. Metal pick up Red Dragon was still out as she cover him. The red counted 

1......

2.....

Out of nowhere again Kurzer came off the top rope land right on top of Metal to break up the count. He landed right on the top of her head to break the count. Kruzer picks her up by the hair as he gives her the "Kruze Kontrol" right in the ring. He smirks as he then pushes her out of the way looking right at her as he covers Red Dragon with a smirk. 

1......

2.......

3........ 

Jessica: Your winner ... Kruzer


Aiello: Metal Black is stunned right now, she looks absolutely furious to not be the one getting the victory tonight, and Kruzer looks equally stunned

Piven: Metal Black and Kruzer both looked solid tonight, but Red Dragon looks like he belongs in FSW

RINGSIDE

The lights go out in the Quicken Loans arena and the crowd fall silent. You can’t see much but you can make out are people coming out from backstage and lining the ramp down the ring.

We hear a drum roll before the screen springs back into action with the words “2006-HCW Television”
We see the image of a young Jay Cee pinning his opponent as the referee counts.

1…..2…..3

The corwd start showing their appreciation and start chanting…

“Jay Cee….Jay Cee….Jay Cee.”

The screen goes back to black and once again a drum rolls while the screen counts through the years.

2007…2008…2009…

The crowd are counting along.

2010…2011…2012…2013…2014…2015……

It all goes silent as there is a pause.

…2016.

The screen black once more, the arena in darkness before the silence is interrupted by a voice.

“I’m back bitches”

A huge pyro goes off at the top of the stage and the lights are back on, the crowd are going crazy, chanting and cheering. We see that a brass band has lined up all down the ramp and they begin playing a brass version which begins with a trumpet of Jay Cee’s entrance theme of Bangarang originally released by Skrillex.

The music is loud and even the cheers of the crowd can’t dilute the sound of the band.

As the music kicks in out from behind the curtain walks the former EWC Champion, Jay Cee.

If you thought the noise they made previously was deafening, it now went to a whole new level.

Jay’s t-shirt takes centre stage with the camera focusing on, “Jay Cee, whippin’ your ass for 10 years”.

Jay stands at the top of the ramp, the cheesiest, white teeth grin you will ever see. Jay looks at the sold out crowd taking it all before raising his arm in appreciation.

The band is in full swing and Jay takes his first step towards the ring. You can see he is taken back from the reaction and the speed he is going down the ring, you can tell he does not want it to end.

The crowd in a full Jay Cee chant seem to have nocause to stop and carry on this greeting.

Jay walks up the ringside steps and climbs on the second turnbuckle and just stares, smiling at the Chicago crowd.

He then hops over the top turnbuckle entering the ring for the first time in nearly a year and makes his way over to the opposite turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope and once again takes it all in.

Eventually he steps down and is given a microphone. It is still a couple minutes of the crowd cheering before Jay puts his finger on his lips signalling for the crowd to quieten down. Some of the crowd are heard shhhhing each other and still have fallen quiet. Jay nods in appreciation and pus the microphone to his lips but then, a Jay Cee chant breaks out once more.

Jay does not attempt to stop then and just puts his hands on his hips and is humbled at such a reaction. Soon Jay holds up his microphone and the crowd start getting quieter.

Finally, Jay Cee begins to speak.

Jay: That’s one hell of a welcome, I actually had to look twice to make sure Joey Orsomes Mom was not behind me.

The crowd give a cheer.

Jay: Some of you may not get that reference. A ny way let’s start this properly……..CHICAGO……..WELCOME…..TO…..THE……SHOW!!

The crowd go crazy once more and the arena seems like it is shaking from the noise.

Jay: You see, since I announced I was returning, I have had people asking, “why Jay, why return, why go through the pain again, you have done that. You have bled and gave everything for the EWC……”

Jay pauses for a moment.

Jay: and you know what, I haven’t given everything….not yet. You know why I am back, that reaction. There is nothing like it in the world.

“JAY CEE JAY CEE JAY CEE”

Jay: Ten years ago I made my debut, ten years ago I stepped into my first EWC ring and ten years later I am back.

The crowd cheer.

Jay: I am far from done. My return though, it is not about Xplode…..

The crowd have a mix of cheers and boos.

Jay:…It is not about the EWC Championship, it is not about proving anything…you see, I am back because, I want to kick some ass. So let me look you all in the eye and make you a promise, I prom….

The Enemy by Godsmack begins to play and the crowd go nuts as the lights to Crimson red. In the ring Jay grins as Xplodes music plays loudly interrupting his return. Jay looks at the entrance but Xplode is nowhere to be seen. Jay looks slightly confused and so do the crowd when they see someone jump over the barriers and sneak in the ring behind Jay.

Aiello: Who is that?

Piven: Jay Cee has not seen him yet.

The crowd boo and signal for Jay to turn, Jay turns around and is met by a fist to the face.

Aiello: What the……

Jay is knocked senseless to the mat with a sudden appearance of blood. The mystery man in the ring smiles sinisterly and reveals a pair of brass knuckles as his weapon to knock down the returning Jay Cee.

Piven: Wait a minute….isn’t that…CJ Sharpe?

Aiello: The new Rampage superstar? He has just signed a contract. What is he doing here on Brawl?

Piven: Making a statement it appears.

Jay begins to stir and crawls to the ropes, CJ stalks Jay as he tries to pull himself up. With time on his side, CJ Sharpe adjusts the brass knuckles and gets ready for another hit.

Jay slowly gets up and just as he turns again, he is met by another punch and is laid out on the mat with a thud. Jay Cee is out. Not waiting for Jay Cee to get up, CJ Sharpe pulls Jay Cee up to his feet before greeting him with a kick to the stomach, Jay is crouched over and CJ turns and looks at the disgusted crowd before turning again and hitting Jay with a huge elbow to the head knocking him down for a third time.

The crowd boo the new addition to Rampage but you can tell he does not care. With a smile on his face CJ Sharpe decides to leave the ring, leaving a bloody Jay Cee left unconscious.

RINGSIDE

“Tormented” by Tech N9ne is heard over the speakers as Flash Davis begins to walk out to the ring, listening to the fans cheering. He hears some laughter and he sees some fingers pointed in his direction. He is accompanied to the ring by Mark Simmons and Brittany, who are also followed by Doctor Philip Weiner. The doc is taking notes of everything going on as Flash Davis makes his way to ringside. He circles toward the ring announcer area and grabs a microphone.

Aiello: Flash Davis seems to have something he wants to say before he’s escorted from the building for his one week suspension thanks to the EWC Board of Directors.

Piven: This better not be just some admission and confession stage of the evaluation process. But, I will say this…it’s funny as hell that Flash Davis has been here such a short time before the Board of Directors decided to censor him.

Flash enters the ring climbing the steel steps. Brittany and Mark Simmons enter the ring, and Doctor Philip Weiner sits in a steel chair outside the ring and continues to take notes.

Piven: While you’re at it, doc. Write me a prescription for some sleeper medications.

Aiello: Flash has a serious look on his face. Something we don’t see too often from this charismatic rookie.

The music stops and Flash Davis waits for the fans to stop cheering and jeering before he begins to speak. He looks around the arena at the fans and holds the mic up to start.

Flash: Before I end up being escorted from this arena here tonight, I thought I’d say a few words. It is true, I’m going to take part in some…

Flash uses his fingers of his free hand to quote the next word.

Flash: “Educational” classes due to my…

Flash uses his fingers again.

Flash: “Condition”.

The fans jeer and cheer again.

Flash: Not exactly what there is to cheer about that, but I get why I’m getting all the jeers. Last week, I had a little fun in the ring with Lucy Middley and Zelda Lavoie. That little bit of fun has me in a bit more trouble and tonight…well, let’s just say that puppet lover, Victor Hanes, didn’t make things any easier.

Flash pauses.

Flash: Now, seeing as three individuals are here in Cleveland, Ohio tonight carrying championship gold around without defending it, I thought I’d send a little message to them before I go tonight.

Aiello: The rookie going to call out the champions that are in action tonight?

Piven: Hope he doesn’t say anything he can’t handle the repercussions of.

Flash goes on.

Flash: The EWC universe sees you all as title holders. Some see you as rightful champions. I have all the respect for you in the world, but be warned. When all this is said and done…

Flash points over to the doc sitting at ringside writing notes.

Flash: …I’m still not going to come out here with something stuck where the sun doesn’t shine. I have never been some goodie-goodie. And, I’m not going to go around playing the game of acting like a—

Flash looks at the doctor before saying the next part.

Flash: Like a turd that goes around attacking people from behind. Oh no. That never has been and never will be the way I am going to handle things. When it came to what you saw me do to Grime, that was something he had coming to him for a long time. He eventually got it. Corey X only picked up the pieces.

Flash gets cheers for his actions concerning Grime being retired by Corey X at Wrestle Fest XIII.

Flash: With that said, if you three…Mr. International King Flip, Miss United States Champion Metal Black, and the man atop the mountain…Xplode…are true champions...I have only one thing to say to you. You may have proved everything you need to prove to those in the back, you may have proven yourself to these fans, but…I’m not those people in the back and I am not these fans.

The fans begin to boo not understanding yet what Flash is getting to.

Flash: I’m not going to tell you to prove that you are champions. I’m simply going to come back in two weeks and no matter who it is I end up going through, you better expect that one night…you’re going to have to defend those titles against me. And…that…is something I won’t envy you for. You three have something I want…and I’m coming back in two weeks from tonight and sooner or later I am going to take them by force! You don’t like the sound of that…then you better do something about it! If you won’t! I guarantee you that I will.

Aiello: Is Flash Davis demanding title shots now?

Piven: He better get in line…a long line.

Flash looks over at the announcers as if he heard what they said.

Flash: No, not demanding a damn thing, boys. If the EWC champs claim to know that they have what it takes, then why not show the me what that is? Monday Night Brawl, handicap match. King Flip, Xplode, and Metal Black take on the rookie Flash Davis.

Aiello: What?!?!?!

Piven: Yeah, that’s going to turn out real good.

Flash: You might ask…”What is there to prove in teaming up against a rookie that barely has his ears wet in the wrestling business?” I answer that question with one of my own. “What is proven when I beat the three of you and chase you off with your tails tucked between your legs?” Only that those titles are temporarily being kept warm until they’re made Perfect. And that day will come...

Flash drops the mic as his music begins. EWC security begin to make their way to the ring as they’ve been ordered to escort Flash Davis and his entourage out of the arena after he said what he had to say.

Aiello: Well, we won’t be seeing that man next week, but it sounds like when he returns he’s not going to be messing around.

Piven: Yeah, we’ll see about that.

Aiello: This night just keeps getting better.

[President Mac]

[NON TITLE MATCH]
DORIAN RYAN
Vs KING FLIP (C)

We head to the back where you see Dorian Ryan wearing a navy and orange Made in Detroit Track Jacket.

Dorian Ryan: The time has come. EWC, can you feel that? The fans here in Cleveland can feel it. The fans watching at home can feel it. But, EWC, can you feel it?

It’s an energy that has been building for generations throughout the wrestling world. It’s an energy that was started by wrestlers that have come before, and it will be fueling wrestlers that will come after.

The energy is what keeps us going.

This energy, finally coalesces into a manifestation. The high flyer and the grappler, the brawler and the submission specialist. All coming together, to create a hybrid of all forms. The age of the hybrid athlete is here.

My name is Dorian Ryan. EWC, don’t fear.

The future…is here.

We head back out into the arena as the lights in the Quicken Loans arena go out and Amaranthe’s “The Nexus” starts to play. Two columns of pyro go off on either side of the stage as Elize Ryd’s vocals hit.

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is a non-title match!

Aiello: We’re just getting ready to see the debut of Dorian Ryan to take on Mr. International King Flip, fans.

Piven: This guy claims he’s the future of the wrestling business here in EWC? Let’s see how that goes.

Aiello: Only time will tell.

Dorian Ryan steps out from the backstage area and starts to make his walk to the ring.

Jessica Stroup: Coming to the ring, weighing in at 235 lbs. and hailing from Detroit, Michigan, ladies and gentlemen, this is Dorian Ryan.

Dorian continues his walk to the ring. He looks out to the crowd as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle. He gestures for the fans to get to their feet before he places his foot on the top rope and hops into the ring.

Stroup: And his opponent!

K-I-N-G F-L-I-P soars from right to left across the tron, followed closely by a big pop pyrotechnic. The opening tune of 'Obnoxious' begins to slowly fill the arena. M-I-S-T-E-R I-N-T-E-R-N-A-T-I-O-N-A-L soars right to left soon after, followed by an even bigger pyrotechnic. As Immortal Technique spits the first verse, King Flip walks through the curtain lip-syncing with his arms extended and his International and GPC FIGHTING Junior Heavyweight Championships both buckled to his waist.

Stroup: From the Land of Money and Fame!

Fans get loud for their favorite asshole.

Stroup: He is The GPC Fighting Junior Heavyweight Champion and the EWC International Champion! Weighing in at 220 pounds and standing in at an even 6 feet tall! He is the Cold Hearted King! Mr. International! KIIIIIINNNNNGGGG FLIP!!!!!

Aiello: Ah, Mr. International! Here he comes! These fans are going nuts.

Piven: Can’t believe this guy is teaming up with Nurse Kinsley. And, he’s coming out here without Chris Calvin.

Aiello: Well, I don’t believe that Chris Calvin will be much of a factor in this match, and maybe that’s exactly the way King Flip wants it tonight.

Flip goads the fans to get louder as he walks down the aisle. The King walks up the steel steps and hops to the second turnbuckle and taunts the 'Double F' hand symbols. He then enters the ring after handing his belts off to a royally attired ring official.

Aiello: This match is going to be very shortly, but I’d like to take this time and comment that if Dorian Ryan wins here tonight, it will be a huge upset. 

Piven: If he wins? You make it sound like Dorian Ryan has a chance against our EWC International Champion.

Aiello: That being said, if Dorian Ryan can pull off the victory here, could Dorian Ryan really be the future of professional wrestling as we know it?

King Flip and Dorian start circling even before the referee calls for the bell.

Aiello: Hey, Josh Daniels. Better get a move on with calling for that bell, these guys really look like they want to get down to business.

Josh Daniels calls for the bell and just as it does, Flip and Dorian lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. At first, the two start pushing against each other and seeing as neither has a real size advantage, Dorian reaches behind Flip’s neck and puts him into a side headlock. He holds it there for a brief moment, and then spins around to get Flip into a rear waist lock. Flip uses one hand to grab Dorian’s hands as a decoy and then hits Dorian with a back elbow. Dorian releases the rear waist lock and rubs the right side of his jaw with his hand before the two start circling again.

Aiello: Hard shot there from King Flip.

Piven: Bet Dorian Ryan is going to approach things differently this time.

Aiello: Once again they lock up here.

King Flip quickly puts Dorian Ryan into a side head lock, Flip does the same thing Dorian Ryan did, and rather than give Dorian a chance, Flip attempts to lift Dorian up to plant him with a German suplex. Before Dorian is even a foot off the ground, he kicks his legs and leans forward to block the move. As Dorian’s feet are planted on the mat again, he grabs both of Flip’s arms and goes down to a knee causing Flip to roll over him like some sort of judo toss.

Aiello: Nice technical ability from Dorian Ryan with the counter there!

Piven: He’s got some skill, I’ll give him that. The guy has some skill.

Dorian and Flip are both back on their feet now, they begin circling again and this time as they both go for a collar and elbow tie up, Flip kicks Dorian in the gut. Flip puts Dorian into a side headlock. Dorian is quick to react and pushes Flip into the ropes. He uses the momentum to send Flip off and Flip bounces off the ropes on the other side.

Aiello: Huge leap frog there by Dorian Ryan!

Flip bounces off the ropes once more.

Aiello: Leap frog aga---

Piven: No way!

Flip catches Dorian in the air and uses his momentum to give Dorian what looks like a running spine buster. Flip goes for the cover, but as Flip goes to hook the leg, Dorian grabs the other arm of Flip and rolls onto his stomach putting Flip into an arm bar.

Aiello: Oh, wow!

Piven: Mr. International didn’t expect this from Dorian Ryan.

Aiello: I would think not! Dorian Ryan has that arm bar on tight!

Josh Daniels checks Flip to ask him if he wants to tap, Flip says no. The ref stays in position and Flip begins to start figuring his way out of the hold.

Aiello: That’s not easy to crawl to the ropes with just one arm. But, Flip is trying to do just that.

Flip crawling causes Dorian to try to lock the hold on tighter, which gives Flip the opening he needs and grabs the foot of Dorian. Using his own body like a bar, Flip hooks the leg and rolls through the hold. Flip is on his back and Dorian still has the lock on.

Aiello: I don’t think Flip intended to do this. Josh Daniel is checking!

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Aiello: And Flip gets his shoulder up at 2 with that lock still on!

Piven: Mr. International needs to get into this match.

Aiello: Right you are. King Flip reaching! He’s got hold of Dorian Ryan’s forearm! He’s clasping!

Flip rolls and uses what power he has to put his weight into the legs of Dorian Ryan. 

Aiello: Dorian’s legs are on the mat here!

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Aiello: Smart thinking from King Flip there. He’s got to get into the head of Dorian Ryan and he’s doing just that.

Flip follows up with a hard forearm shot to the head and then pushes Dorian towards the ropes. Flip attempts an Irish Whip on Dorian, Dorian reverses it and sends Flip into the ropes. Flip bounces off the ropes and Dorian goes for a back body drop. King stops and gives a hard kick to the chest of Dorian Ryan. Dorian staggers back a few steps before King Flip kicks him in the mid-section, and spikes Dorian head first into the mat with a spike DDT.

Aiello: Oh! What a vicious DDT from King Flip, and now the cover.

Flip hooks the leg.

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Aiello: And Dorian Ryan able to kick out before three.

Piven: Not sure how he kicked out of that one.

Flip looks at Josh Daniels a moment. He stays on his knees for another second and then grabs Dorian Ryan’s head. He quickly swings around and puts Dorian Ryan into a chin lock. At that point, Chris Calvin begins coming out to the ring. It takes a couple seconds before King Flip notices him coming down to ringside. Flip lets go of the hold and turns his attention to Calvin.

Aiello: By the look of King Flip’s face, he’s not happy to see Chris Calvin out here during this match.

Piven: No he does not.

Flip goes toward the ropes toward Calvin and starts arguing with the man and pointing to the back.

Aiello: Mr. International is telling Chris Calvin to go backstage, Piven.

Piven: He really really doesn’t want Chris Calvin out here.

Aiello: No he doesn’t. And, Chris Calvin is insisting that he is going to stay.

Flip continues arguing and this allows Dorian Ryan to get to his feet and Dorian is watching what is going on with his opponent and Chris Calvin. He looks at Josh Daniels and back at Flip, but doesn’t take advantage of the opportunity here.

Piven: Dorian Ryan is making a mistake by not taking the opportunity.

Aiello: He’s got to be confused here. In his mind he’s got to wonder why Flip doesn’t want Chris Calvin out here.

Flip gets frustrated and decides to get his attention back into the match where he finds Dorian Ryan on his feet and waiting for Mr. International to get this match started again. Flip and Dorian circle, and as they come together, this time Dorian Ryan levels Flip with a kick to the mid-section, followed by two hard right hands. Flip staggers backward, Dorian Ryan continues to fire away until King Flip is in the corner. Dorian Ryan climbs up to the middle rope to tower over King Flip and starts hammering away with hard shots to head. The crowd counts with the punches.

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At that point, Flip puts his hands on the knees of Dorian and pushes Dorian up and back over the ropes to the ringside floor. Dorian Ryan hits the floor hard.

Aiello: Oh man!

Piven: King Flip always aware of his surroundings. Dorian Ryan was getting back into control of this match, and Dorian Ryan paid by being sent over the top rope to the outside.

Aiello: He hit that floor hard, too.

Flip holds the top rope and leans on it as he checks his mouth to see if he’s been busted open as many do. He looks down at Dorian Ryan who is on all fours trying to recover from the impact of hitting the floor. Before Flip can even begin to follow him out to the ring you see Chris Calvin heading over to Dorian Ryan. Calvin starts taunting Dorian and Flip gets irritated and leans over the ropes and yells at him.

Aiello: Man! King Flip won’t even let Calvin get involved in this at all, Piven.

Piven: King Flip is showing us something. He wants this match without any interference.

Aiello: I think that Chris Calvin is more costing Flip some focus than helping him here in this one.

Chris Calvin puts his hands up and nods and points to Dorian who is barely getting to his feet. Calvin backs away and King Flip goes up to the top turnbuckle. He waits for Dorian to turn around before leaping off.

Aiello: King Flip misses his target! Dorian Ryan just moved out of the way! Flip hits the floor!

Piven: He should have taken advantage of Dorian when he was down. Now it has cost him and that could be the turning point of this match!

Aiello: It very well could be. Dorian Ryan on his feet and he’s already on the attack.

Dorian grabs Flip by the arm and lifts him to his feet. He rolls Flip into the ring. He starts climbing onto the apron. Due to the fall he’s slow as he attempts to start climbing the turnbuckle. Just as he’s got his foot on the bottom turnbuckle, Chris Calvin grabs Dorian by the leg and won’t let the man climb any further. Flip is getting up slow and looks over to see Calvin holding Dorian’s leg. Pissed off, Flip rolls toward the ropes and gets out on the floor and grabs Calvin and turns him around.

Aiello: Again! King Flip is getting in the face of Chris Calvin now and he’s pointing to the back and Calvin refuses to go!

Piven: And Dorian Ryan is climbing up!

Aiello: Dorian Ryan! What’s he doing! Dorian Ryan is waiting! King Flip doesn’t see him!

Flip is so engrossed with his attention on Calvin that he doesn’t see Dorian Ryan up on the top rope just lurking and waiting for Flip to get even glimpse. Finally Flip does turn his head up to see him and Dorian flies off the top rope onto Flip as Chris Calvin barely manages to get out of the way.

Aiello: And Dorian hits his target!

Piven: Chris Calvin just about became a pancake at ringside!

Chris Calvin then rushes over to King Flip and tries to get the man to his feet, but as Dorian gets up he grabs Calvin from behind and pulls him out of the way and grabs King Flip by the back of the head. He slams Flip into the barricade head first and pays no attention to Calvin whatsoever. Dorian then grabs Flip and whips him into the ring apron. He notices Josh Daniel’s is already to the count of 5 and he grabs Flip and starts to roll him into the ring. He climbs into the ring and Calvin comes up behind him, missing his opportunity to grab Dorian’s foot at the last second. Dorian turns and looks down at him when he gets to his feet. He turns around to get his attention back on Flip. He grabs the man by the feet and then locks his legs with arms on either side of his body and starts the giant swing.

Aiello: Giant swing! Dorian in control! What power!

Piven: He doesn’t look like he’s that strong, but man! This guy has some strength in order to pull this move off.

Dorian lets go after a few rounds and then staggers from being a bit dizzy. He doesn’t take the time to regain his composure and goes after Flip. He starts stomping away at the chest and shoulders of Flip as Flip reacts with pain to each stomp trying to get away.

Aiello: Dorian with a little intensity here.

Piven: It’s only go to fuel the flames of Mr. Internationl.

Dorian stops stomping and holds his hands up and then motions the crowd to get fired up.

After a bit Dorian starts to follow up and Flip sees him coming. Flip is on a single knee and uses his speed to grab and sweep Dorian’s legs from under him. Dorian goes down and Flip mounts him and starts wailing on him with hard fists and after three, finishes with a huge forearm shot to the forehead. 

Aiello: Flip looks like he’s on fire now!

Piven: I don’t think Dorian should have gone into that stomping spree.

Flip gets Dorian to his feet, he Irish Whips Dorian and pulls him back. Dorian goes for a lariat, but it’s ducked and Flip grabs Dorian by the waist and hits a German Suplex. He doesn’t let go. He rolls up. He gets Dorian back onto his feet. Instead of another german suplex, he lets go. Dorian takes a step forward, turns around and gets a hard forearm again to the chops. Flip starts firing with knife edge chops and again presses Dorian into the ropes. He attempts an irish whip, which Dorian reverses. This time instead of bounces off the ropes, King Flip uses the ropes to spring off and hits a tornado DDT.

Aiello: Springboard Tornado DDT from Mr. International! He covers! Hooking the leg! Could this be it?

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Piven: No way! How’d he kick out?

Aiello: Dorian doesn’t want to stay down! He wants this match! 

Flip gets to his feet and grabs Dorian’s arm. He pulls him up to a single knee and then…

Aiello: OH!!! Stiff kick to the chest and Dorian Ryan is feeling that one!

Piven: That’s gotta sting!

Aiello: I’m sure it does. Dorian Ryan doesn’t have time to breathe here as King Flip is on the attack once again!

Piven: Here we see the intensity really starting to build in this one.

Flip grabs Dorian Ryan by the head this time. He gets him up to his feet and hooks his head. He throws Dorian’s arm over his shoulder and lifts Dorian into the air with a stalling vertical suplex that turns into a brainbuster type of move.

Aiello: Oh, and Dorian Ryan’s head looked like it just bounced off the mat with that brainbuster.

Piven: Flip needs to go for the cover here. Chris Calvin looks on and he’s telling Flip to pin him.

Flip is on his knees and yells at Calvin and points to the back again. The distraction is enough time. Flip goes for the cover again.

Aiello: Hooking the leg!

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Aiello: No! Dorian Ryan with another kick out and I can’t believe it! Dorian Ryan won’t go away!

Piven: I think that small distraction from Chris Calvin made that possible.

Aiello: I don’t know, but either way, this match is going to continue.

Flip is furious. He gets to his feet. He heads over to the ropes and points down at Chris Calvin and at the back again. He gets out of the ring and gets in Calvin’s face. He shoves him a bit and Calvin makes like he’s decided to leave ringside and Flip rolls back into the ring. He reaches down to grab Dorian Ryan by the head again, but Dorian gives him a kick to the head. 

Aiello: Flip bent down to far there! He took too much time dealing with Chris Calvin! Dorian Ryan is fighting back!

Piven: Chris Calvin could be the reason why the International Champ loses this match.

Dorian Ryan gets to his feet. Flip goes for a clothesline, Dorian ducks, and hits Flip with a huge superkick. Dorian kicks Flip so hard that the impact causes Dorian to drop to a knee. He looks at Flip and gets to his feet. He points to the top rope.

Aiello: Dorian Ryan wants to go high once more! He’s feeling the intensity of this match!

Dorian goes to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He waits for a brief moment, he gets the fans behind him with the wave of his hands by rolling his wrists. He measures, allowing Flip to stumble getting to his feet before flying off the top rope. Flip at the last second connects with a spinning wheel kick.

Piven: Holy—

Aiello: Flip caught him with a clean shot from that spinning wheel kick.

Flip gets up in a hurry and climbs to the top rope. 

Aiello: He’s going for it!

Flip flies off the top rope and spins 530 degrees bringing his leg crashing down on Dorian Ryan.

Aiello: THERE IT IS!!! ROYAL BLOOD!!! KING FLIP COVERS DORIAN RYAN!!! IS THIS IT??

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Aiello: And King Flip wins! King Flip pulled that out of his bag of tricks! And he’s defeated Dorian Ryan in a hard fought match!

“Obnoxious” by Immortal Technique hits the speakers as King Flip slowly gets to his feet. The referee brings King Flip his titles and raises his arms as Chris Calvin enters the ring and comes up to grab Flip’s other arm on the opposite side.

Stroup: Winner of this match by pinfall! MIIIIISSTERRRRR INTERNATIONNNNNALLLL!!! KIINNNNNNGGG FLLLLIIIIIPPP!!!

King Flip whips his arms down and gets in Chris Calvin’s face. The music stops as the two argue. Finally, Flip is tired of it and turns to leave when Chris Calvin delivers a huge low blow to King Flip.

Aiello: What? What the hell?

Piven: Oh snap!

Aiello: Chris Calvin just hit King Flip with a low blow! Chris Calvin has turned on King Flip, ladies and gentlemen!

Calvin gets out of the ring and rushes up the ring entrance ramp toward the stage. Flip, in pain begins to get up and looks toward the ring entrance stage to see none other but Kruzer shaking hands with Chris Calvin.

Aiello: Kruzer and Chris Calvin joined forces? Chris Calvin has turned on King Flip! 

Piven: That’s a kick in the balls isn’t it? Having your manager turn on you like that.

Aiello: Literally and metaphorically. This is a surprise.

BACKSTAGE

The fans cheers are echoing off the walls after that amazing match between Dorian Ray and King Flip. Footsteps begin to echo off the walls backstage where a man can be seen wearing a suit making his way down the hall.

He passes locker room doors, until he gets to one that’s he’s looking for. The man stops in front of the locker room door of EWC Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion Xplode. He raises his right hand and knocks three times.

Xplode can be seen inside his locker room sitting in a chair unbuttoning his dress shirt. Scott Lawson and Randy White of Damaged Goods are sitting on a bench discussing something with Xplode when three knocks come from the door.

“Randy would you mind getting the door?”

“Sure Champ.”

Randy stands tall and makes his way over to the door opening it and revealing “The Horsemen” James Kash dressed to the nines in the newest Armani Suit. Randy looks at Kash with a cold stare as Kash throws his arms up and walks through the door.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve knocking on my door after what you did to my wife.”

“Let’s not dwell on the past now Champ, it’s just a waste of time. We we’re both there we already know what happened, so does everybody else. Instead, let’s discuss something more important.

Let’s discuss something of value, let’s discuss the future.”

Xplode stands tall as Kash grins. He nods to Randy White and Scott Lawson, who both stand up as well and make their exit from the locker room.

“Start talking Kash, I don’t have all night.”

“First, let’s get rid of the camera.

Kash walks to the door and opens it instructing the camera man to leave the room.

NON TITLE NO DQ MATCH
COREY X
Vs XPLODE (C)

Jessica:  Ladies and gentlemen, this is the main event for Monday Night Brawl, and it is scheduled for one fall, with no disqualifitations!  Introducing first, from Norfolk, VA, Corey X!!!

"Light em Up" by Fall Out Boy hits, and as Corey X hits the aisle, fireworks shoot off.  Corey makes his way down, then slides in the ring.

Jessica:  And his opponent...

“The Enemy” by Godsmack begins to play! The crowd stands up to their feet as the arena lights fade to a crimson red! The arena starts to shake due to the responses from the fans as Jessica Stroup raises a microphone to her lips:

Jessica Stroup: Please welcome, the Undisputed EWC World Champion... the Destroyer of Worlds.. XPLODE!!!


The crowd continues to shout loudly as a fog machine covers the entrance. Flames erupt from each side of the stage. Stepping out into view, Xplode looks out at the fans with a smirk on his face. He looks ripped, sweat dripping down the sides of his forehead. The EWC Title is buckled around his waist, sparkling under the arena lights. His hands are heavily taped and a thick knee brace is buckled over his right knee.

Walking to the ramp, he proceeds down to the ring. Behind him, above the stage, a zoomed in image of his determined face is highlighted within a red spotlight. He keeps his eyes on the ring in the distance as he walks down the ramp way. Fans reach out to touch him as he continues forward, ignoring their gestures. Once at ringside, Xplode glances once more at the fans nearby before stepping up on the ring apron. He then turns to face the fans, his face without any emotion. Slowly, Xplode removes the EWC Title from around his waist and proceeds to raise it over his head, causing a thunderous response from the fans!

Xplode enters the ring. As camera flashes reflect from off of his large upper torso, Xplode stares at the championship belt one more time before handing it to a ring official at ringside. He then tugs on the top rope twice and cracks his neck, turning to face the referee.


[The two men take a half-circle, then lock up in a collar and elbow. Speed wins the first round, as Corey swings out into a wristlock, quickly flowing around behind for a rear-waistlock.

X looks down, his hands reaching for the wrists of Corey, gripping around them and squeezing tight. Corey yells out in pain as X uses his tight grip to split Corey's grip, breaking free of the waistlock. Releasing the right wrist, X spins around holding the left, shooting off a kick to the gut that sets Corey up to be taken into a front facelock. Here, X fires off more blows, this time in the form of knees, right into the stomach of Corey.]

Aiello: Power taking the early lead in the clash of styles, as X cuts Corey off before he can hit his stride.

Piven: Knees like that do more than just hurt... They can knock the wind right out of you, which makes making any sort of sustained fightback a difficult prospect.

[On the fourth knee, X underhooks one of Corey's arms, using it to throw him over onto his back. Corey bounces off the canvas, rising quickly to his feet stood in the corner. X charges in, arm connecting across the chest and throat with a corner-clothesline. Taking the wrist, a whip is sent off into the opposite corner, where Corey barely has time to come to a stop before a second clothesline drives into his chest.

A third whip follows, with Corey sent racing across the ring, once again followed by X. This time, Corey grips the top rope either side of the top pad, and kicks off the bottom pad with his boot, flicking himself up and over the onrushing X. Twisting in the air, he comes down in place to pull X back through a sunset-flip, pushing so X comes up to his feet.

As the champion rises, the challenger falls backwards onto his own back, half-nipping up to throw his legs around X' neck, before launching him forward with a hurricanrana.... Face-first into the top turnbuckle pad. He bounces off, turning around into a dropkick from Corey, which sends X tumbling through the ropes out to ringside.]

Aiello: And then the speed difference comes into play... And it looks as if the King of Extreme is cleared for takeoff...

[Corey marches to the ropes, gripping the top and slingshotting himself over....

X steps to the side...

And a lucky Corey manages to maintain his grip, scrambling into a near-miss landing on his feet upon the apron.]

Piven: This flight, like Shadow Man's career, is cancelled!

[X looks happy with himself as he turns around to where he expects to see a crash-and-burned Corey... But instead sees Corey flying through the air towards him with a cannonball senton off the apron.

This draws our first major pop of the night.]

Aiello: Not cancelled, just diverted!

[Corey rolls of X and shoots up to his feet, slapping a few hands that stretch out in his direction. Turning back to the match, he helps X to his feet, then slides him into the ring, climbing up onto the apron. Here, Corey sets himself, watching X rise up to a knee before leaping to the top rope for a springboard leg-drop to the back of the neck. Corey forces X over, and makes the first cover of the match, hooking the nearside leg.]

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[Corey is straight up, grabbing a front facelock on a rising X, transitioning on the way up to tuck under X's arm, ready to snap off a suplex as soon as the pair are standing. He floats over backwards into his second pin of the night.]

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KICKOUT!!

[But doesn't get much more on his attempt]

Aiello: Corey showing his desire to win here tonight with his back-to-back pin attempts.

Piven: Part of him knows it'll take a lot more to keep X down.. It's about the little bit of effort X has to expend in kicking out... Grinding your opponent down can be an effective tactic...

[Corey fires off a couple of punches to keep X on the mat before marching towards the corner, slamming his palm of the top pad to get the crowd clapping along.. He climbs up, the inside, getting his balance on the top before leaping back...]

Aiello: CANNON-NO!!! COREY CRASHES AND BURNS!!

[The first signature move attempt of the match ends badly, with Corey's CannonBall getting nothing but mat. He's slow to get to his feet, clutching at his chest as he rises.

X forces himself up, moving in to take a front facelock before Even-Flow DDTing Corey down. Not done, X rolls around, maintaining his grip to pull both men up to standing, still in the front facelock. Setting for a suplex, Corey is lifted vertically into the air, whereupon he's shown off to each corner of the arena by a cocky X.]

Aiello: Loooong delay on the vertical suplex here...the champ clearly looking to make an example of Corey X here

Piven: Corey kicking his feet, trying to stop all the blood rushing to his head... Not as effective as people think...

[The snap of the drop catches some fans off-guard, slow to react with the pop as X connects with a jackhammer-suplex impact, giving perfect position for his own opening pin attempt.]


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KICKOUT!!!


[X hauls Corey off the canvas, whipping him into the ropes, before extending an arm for the running Corey to charge into.... Corey takes the clothesline hard, twisting to the mat, which gets a pop from the crowd...

Setting his feet, X waits for Corey to rise, letting him get three quarters up before dropping him with a vicious running knee to the side of the head. He twists over and covers.]

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KICKOUT!!

[Corey one again kicks out, which prompts X to go for his legs, crossing them over before trying to flip Corey.]

(Aiello): X trying for the Cloverleaf... And... Yes... He gets it...

[Corey's arms flail, fighting for a way out.]

(Piven): This removes both legs from the equation, which gives X a huge advantage...

[X stands tall, almost lifting Corey clean off the mat.

The ref steps in to check the submission, but gets a clear “NO” from Corey. He relays this to X, who sits down on the hold, hoping to bend Corey's spine the wrong way.

 Unfortunately for X, this puts Corey back on the canvas, where he can start to claw his way towards the ropes.]

(Aiello): Corey knows he can't get out unless he gets to the ropes... But will he make it?

[Inch by inch he moves forwards, getting halfway there before X wrenches back, causing Corey to scream out in pain.]

(Piven): Corey is going to tap......

[Finding a second wind, Corey crawls arm-over-arm, desperately reaching out... Hoping for the rope...

Stretching for the rope...

GETTING the rope!]

(Turner): He's on the ropes! Break it X... ONE...TWO...THREE...FOUR...

[X releases the hold in time, and just gets a tongue lashing from the ref...]

(Piven): X looking to break Corey X like he did Shadow Man, who at last report is still in the hospital, taco shell-shocked.  

[Corey pulls himself up using the ropes, the rise slow as he tries to recover his back...]

(Aiello): X is stalking Corey... Readying to follow up...

[Corey gets to his feet and turns.... Stepping forwards into a stiff punch to his midsection which doubles him over...


Taking a step back, X then grabs Corey, sinches him in...]


(Aiello): DROP ZONE!! Corey's face almost breaks through the ring... This HAS to be over...

[Corey bounces onto his back, which makes it easy for X to pin him.]


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Jessica:  Your winner of the match, the Undisputed EWC Champion....X!!!!!!!

Piven: Look, Xplode is the Extreme Wrestling Champion and proved he is still humble enough to lower his standards and face an upstart like Corey X. Corey better drop that X from his name now, he doesn't deserve to have it

Aiello: You are comparing Apples to Oranges here, Xplode is in a league of his own. We all saw what he did to Shadow Man, and our Hardcore champ is nowhere to be seen or heard from since then. Well folks, that about wraps things up. Xplode once again proved why he is the best of the best and Brawl once again proved why we are a better over-all program then that show across the street Rampage. From Cleveland, we say good night and see you next week at the Verizon Center in Washington, D.C.

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SEGMENTS

President Mac
Xplode
Jay Cee
Victor Hanes
King Flip
Shelly Silver
Flash Davis
James Kash
Living Dead Karl
Corey X

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Winner: Emma Louise


JEZZABEL Vs LIVING DEAD KARL
Winner: Jezzabel


[NON TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH]
KRUZER Vs RED DRAGON Vs METAL BLACK (C)
Winner: Kruzer
Pinned: Red Dragon


[NON TITLE MATCH]
DORIAN RYAN Vs KING FLIP (C)
Winner: King Flip


NON TITLE NO DQ MATCH
COREY X Vs XPLODE (C)
Winner: Xplode



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