Post by President Mac on Aug 27, 2018 15:37:12 GMT -6
WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
NIGHT OF
CHAMPIONS XV
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
CHAMPIONS XV
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XV
August 28th 2018
Commentators: Mystery Man, Colin Hanks and FBI
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
"Champions" by Kevin Rudolf begins to blast throughout the Lucas Oil Stadium in Indianapolis, Indiana
Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty One year history.
From March 1997 all the way down to the most recent episodes of Monday Night Brawl, Friday Night Rampage, Future Stars of Wrestling and EWC Prime!
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Danny Mac and Steve "The Predator" 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, The Rev, Drake, Xplode, Luke Wolfe and then Natalie Young all with the EWC Championship.
This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:
Rob Garcia, Candy, Xavier Reid, Amis Shelton, Nostalgia, Ace King, Griffin Hawkins and EWC Undisputed Champion Natalie Young
Rob Garcia, Candy, Xavier Reid, Amis Shelton, Nostalgia, Ace King, Griffin Hawkins and EWC Undisputed Champion Natalie Young
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy at the Lucas Oil Stadium is breathtaking as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.
Spotlights circle around the stadium as the thousands of fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans back out showing a full-scale view of the jam-packed stadium and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake at such a loud volume that it's a wonder that the music can be heard at all.
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Fireworks emit while a fog machine covers the lower decks of the stadium in a gold haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Mystery Man, FBI and Colin Hanks
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Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to what is sure to be another jampacked Night of Champions. I'm telling you, this years show may be the best one yet! We've got title matches, tag matches, contendership matches, a battle royal ... oh and did we mention Ashton Drake will be joining the ranks as a EWC Hall of Famer, after one hell of a career.
Colin Hanks: It truely is an honor to have met Drake and called a few of his matches, much deserved honor for him.
FBI: Normally I might disagree but you are both right, Ashton Drake truely deserves his spot in the hall of immortals for his achievements here in the EWC. He is a five time Champion in the EWC, that is higher than Colin here can even count.
Colin Hanks: We aren't going to let you ruin this moment, its all about Drake. The three time Undisputed Champ, the two time International Champion.
Mystery Man: Ashston Drake truely is a living legend .. Now lets shift gears to people looking to follow in his footsteps and eventually hope to claim a spot in the HoF. A massive seven person Insanity Cage match for the EWC Undisputed Title. It's Amis Shelton vs Xavier Reid vs Candy vs Griffin Hakwins vs Nostaglia vs Ace King vs our reigning Undisputed Champion, Natalie Young. This match has all the makings of an instant classic.
FBI: I'm ready to see someone get thrown off a triple decker cage if I'm being honest.
Colin Hanks: Well before that, we have the challengers, MUCHO GRANDE! taking on our currrent tag champs, Rob Garcia and Morgan Darkwater... or as they are called now, The Soilders of Fortune. This is Rob and Morgan's first defense, and they have promised to dominate MG!, however MUCHO GRANDE! has said Rob and Morgan are cowards, and they are planning on making the EWC Tag Titles mean something again, emotions are high and one has to assume this match will break down into chaos fast.
FBI: I like this new and improved Morgan Darkwater. I can't wait to see him crush Carlos Ruiz like a grape! But before that our PRIME brand is being showcased in the first ever PRIMETime Breifcase laddermatch. The winner gets a contract to an Indy Title match at any EWC show. It'll certainly be interesting.
Mystery Man: Indeed. What's going to happen when you take six of Primes brightest and put them in a ladder match with such a prize? We'll find out tonight. Good luck Aeon Khronos, Stitches, Khaos, Killjoy Ito, El Pablo and Frankie Romono. May the best man win.
Colin Hanks: And before that match, FSW is on showcase when David Scott takes on Smokey Jones, the winner is the new number one contender to the FSW Title. Sure to be a hard hitting affair to say the least.
Mystery Man: And then before that, FSW is still on showcase with the rivalry between Draco Lazerus and Megan Tremont coming to a head in a grudge match. There's No DQs, but there is a whole ringside area full of lumberjacks and lumberjills ready to get their hands on Draco... but he isn't alone as he's got his freinds in Collateral Damage to help him out, but four men vs a whole lockerroom? Odds are certainly not on Dracos side, but don't tell him that or he'll give you a list of five reasons he is BETTER THAN YOu!
FBI: And every single one would be correct, Draco is the future of this company... but before he gets his shot at glory, Rampage is in action with two Billy Mtichell vs Georgie Nickles vs Billy Mitchell, winner is the new #1 contender to the US Title. And before that it's a triangle tag match, BulletProof vs Unholy two vs Dreamweaver and Iggy Swango. The tag division is kicking back up folks, and by that I mean BulletProof is ready to kick some asses, on their ways up the ladder to face the winners off either our co-main event.
Colin Hanks: Nice to see tag wrestling being made into a big deal again, and I have no doubt this match could steal the show.
Mystery Man: Certainly Colin, but before that it's BRAWL vs Rampage in action with Happy vs Annabelle for the #1 contendership to the EWC X-Divison championship in a no DQ falls count anywhere match. This one won't be for the faint of heart, as liters of blood are going to be spilt before the match is up.
FBI: And I cannot wait!
Colin Hanks: And the match before that one could also end in blood as NSFW takes on The Limit. They feud has slowly gotten more extreme over the past months and now the other way to settle it is via someone crashing through a table... and the underlining issue in this match, which tag team is better to progress the division. That's right, the tag division means so much to these two team's that they are willing to put their bodies on the line with nothing but pride at stake.. expect an emotional rollarcoster ride folks.
Mystery Man: And then our opener, a battle royale whose winner gets a shot at the TV Title. Lot's of competitors will enter, but only one can win... and that match is next! So enough talk... let's get this show on the road! We will be back with our first match of the night right after this message from EWCTV
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The scene shows a humvee limo pulling into the parking lot and coming to a stop. The driver gets out and opens the door furthest back and out steps the hulking Mr. Smith, executive VIP protection agent for Jasmine Powers. Kiri, Jasmine’s personal assistant is out next, followed by Damon, Jasmine’s motivational coach. Damon is already yelling spirit lifting positive stuff before Jasmine herself steps out.
They all let out a cheer as she stands there with a big smile on her face, taking in the moment with them. They group hug and jump up and down to fire themselves up even more, except for Mr. Smith who stays close but scans his sectors for potential threats to Jasmine’s safety. He sees Ace Heart speed walking across the parking lot toward her, so he steps in front, stopping Ace in his tracks.
Heart looks back at the live camera and eyes go wide.
Heart: Ladies and gentlemen I am here with millionaire model and now wrestler Jasmine Powers and her entourage. Sir, may I get a word with her?
Before Mr. Smith can answer, Jasmine hurries into view and snags the mic from Ace and gives him a slap on the shoulder as if they’re buddies.
Jasmine: Before we can get into all that, a girl’s gotta know one thing and one thing only. Is it real?
Ace is befuddled until she suddenly grabs his mustache and violently yanks on it. He screams and swats her hands away.
Jasmine: Holy shit guys, the thing is real. Hahahaa now hit the bricks junior.
She keeps his microphone as Mr. Smith power shoves Ace far away and out of view. Damon come up behind her and begins massaging her shoulders, whispering inspirational quotes into her ear as Kiri whips out the golden brush and combs Jasmine’s hair. While they commence this, Jasmine looks into the camera and speaks into the mic.
Jasmine: Take a good look at us all you short order cooks and burger flippers, this is what it looks like to be a cut above the rest. We’re here to take the battle royal by storm, then take that television championship from that gerbil faced simpleton Amis Shelton. it's written in tone. Trust me, I’m a model. That’s all I’ve got to say about that. Let’s go guys.
Kiri interrupts.
Kiri: Jazzy, dont-ah forget the Drake-ah Hall of Fame. I heard-ah about it.
Jasmine seems impressed and smiles.
Jasmine: Thank you, Kiri. What would I do without you? Drake, congrats on the Hall of Fame. Keep doing your thing, Drake, and enjoy your night. You deserve it.
She smirks and football tosses the mic in the last known direction Ace Heart was in as the scene fades.
Ace Heart: Well that was rude .. back to you guys
All fifteen competitors are in the ring, waiting for the bell when...
DING DING DING
The action started hot and heavy as Jasmine Powers ran and quickly surprised Kristian Bane with a quick elimination via a clothesline over the top rope. The action cooled a bit as everyone struggled for position. Michael Mercer and Clay Byrd are fighting, trying to get the other over the top rope when Bob runs over and pushes them both over. Bob turns around and the he's thrown over himself by Liam Mason!
Mystery Man, rapid fire eliminations so far to start this match. Only eleven remain!
Most of the competitors have rolled from the ring under the bottom rope to avoid elimination right now, but one such man is not Killjoy Ito who is currently fighting Liam. Killjoy gets the upperhand by pushing Liam backwards towards the rope and then sending him over with a dropkick. On the other side of the ring, Draco has just poked Oyabun in the eyes and is trying to push him over the top rope. Gil Griffin comes over to help, but Oyabun is able to push them back and get back to safety.
Colin Hanks: Oyabun survives there!
Draco rolls away but Oyabun gets Gil and pushes him over the top rope, but Gil hangs on! The two are battling and just when Oyabun is taking control Gil pulls him down as well and both go over the top rope and crash to the ground! Gil raises his hands and jumps around like he one, but is quickly told to leave ring side by a ref. Gil slumps his head and goes to the back.
FBI: Is this match over yet?
Mystery Man: Eight people remain!
In the ring El Pablo and Killjoy have found each other, trying to take the other out before their ladder match! They trade lefts and rights, but soon El Pablo sends Ito reeling with a dropkick! Ito rolls under the bottomrope to catch some space... Pablo runs at the ropes and dives between them with a suicide dive!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Colin Hanks: The luchador found a way to be a luchador in a battle royale!
Back in the ring Melody Malone is stomping down on Dream Weaver in the corner. Melody grabs Dream Weaver's legs and pulls here up, while dropping down with a sitout powerbomb for the ally-Oop Bomb. Draco comes out from nowhere and shoves Melody over the top rope. He looks down at Dream Weaver and smiles, then winks and offers her a hand up. She smiles back and takes it, but when she gets up she headbutts Draco! Draco stumbles back and she starts two piecing him.
Mystery Man: Folks if you aren't paying attention, we are down to the top seven! Draco, Dream Weaver, Killjoy Ito, El Pablo, Killian DeVille, Gunther Dooley and Jasmine Powers.
Speaking of Gunther Dooley, he just suplexed Jasmine Powers on the outside! Gunther rolls into the ring and sprints towards Draco who Dream Weaver had backed into a corner. Gunther hits a massive corner spear. Draco falls and rolls out of the ring. El Pablo is back on to the apron, he springboards off the top rope towards Gunther but Gunther catches him on his shoulder! Gunter drops El Pablo with a powerslam! Stands up, but doesn't watch how close he is to the ropes. Killjoy Ito grabs him in a chokehold and jumps off the apron bringing Gunther with him. Ito smiles and then rolls into the ring. Killjoy drags El Pablo up and then pushes him into the ropes, Killjoy smirks at his rival and hits a stiff headbunt. Pablo falls to his knees, Ito lifts him and then shoves him over the rope
FBI: Something tells me that headbunt was a "Fuck you" for the whole ring break thing on Prime last night. But now we have our top five! Killjoy Ito, Dreamweaver..
Before FBI could finish Ito turns right into a superkick from Dreamweaver that sends him over the rope and out of the ring!
Colin Hanks: Gotta watch out! Down to the bottom four now!
FBI: Damn, there goes my pick!
The last four all stare at each other, waiting for someone to make a move. It's Draco who jumps at Dreamweaver, while Jasmine and Killian tie up. Draco gets Dream to the ropes, and is trying to choke the life out of her! Draco starts pushing her over the rope, but is stopped when Dreamweaver knees him in the midsection! Draco is backing off some when Killian shoves Jasmine backwards with a large kick, sending Jasmine into Draco and Dreamweaver causing both to spill out to the outside.
Mystery Man: Our final two! Killian DeVille and Jasmine Powers!
The two tie up again and Killian is able to push Jasmine back into a corner, he starts hamming away on her Killian backs up and calls for the FYL, he grabs her, but Jasmine raises her arm for the low blow! Killian falls backwards, someone outside of the ring passes something in. Jasmine grabs it, its a bottle of perfume! She sprays Killian in his eyes as he tries to stand. He yells in pain and tries to wipe he eyes and get away from Jasmine, who runs up behind him and shoves him over the top rope!
Mystery Man: FSW did it... albeit one could question the logistics.
FBI: No rules baby! I think I'm in love!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner and a shot at the EWC Television Championship .. from FSW... Jasmine Powers!
DING DING DING
Mystery Man: Wow! She did it! What an unbelievable showing by Jasmine Powers here tonight. The Television Championship might be making its way to Future Stars of Wrestling .. wow! What a way to start things off, this certainly has to be a shocker and such a great moment for Jasmine AND everyone on Uprising
We quickly cut away to the MacTron
COMING SOON
To
To
The sounds of epic hammer on's and pull-offs of "Snakes for the Divine" starts to fill the arena as the ExtremeScreen slowly fades to black. As soon as the arena goes dark, strobing white lights begin to flash and a tight zoom shot of the Extreme Screen follows
TAG TEAM
TABLES MATCH
The Limit
Vs NSFW
Mystery Man: What an impact Jasmine Powers has just made on the entire EWC by winning that Battle Royal! Night of Champions continues with the culmination of a blood feud for the last month. NSFW earlier this month came out on Monday Night Brawl and made an open challenge.
FBI: They sure did. And it was answered!
Hanks: In an absolutely disgusting fashion.
Mystery Man: They were ambushed by two men that later revealed themselves to be a new tag team here in EWC. The Limit. Ethan Alexander. D.J. Frank. They put Bishop and McGuire through a table very much like this one and then in the hospital. Challenge accepted. But their match never got off the ground.
FBI: NSFW got knocked the hell out! Broken and beaten down and put through more tables.
Hanks: Just last week, Church and McGuire pulled a fast one on The Limit. They made it clear that weren’t going to be at Brawl. They were. Ethan Alexander got some comeuppance and went through a table himself with the aid of Natalie Young in that insane lumberback match on Brawl.
Mystery Man: So that’s what this is all about. Two teams that absolutely can’t stand each other. NSFW wants competition. The Limit wants to put them out of competition. Someone will go through a table and it will not be pretty!
Nina Dobrev: The following match is a tag team tables match. The only way to win is to put your opponent through a table, first …
Disturbed’s cover of Land of Confusion begins to play over the PA system. The camera sweeps over as fans raise up numerous NSFW sounds. The lights pulse green and orange.
A moment passes. No NSFW.
Mystery Man: We’ve live folks, bear with us!
The music starts over. There is murmuring throughout the audience on what is going on.
Mystery Man: There is a commotion going on backstage! We are working to get a camera back there right now …
Just then, it cuts to the back as promised. Gorilla position. Just feet away from the curtain that separates backstage and the arena. Production crew scatters as The Limit and NSFW are embroiled in vicious exchange. Fists fly. Even from the normally reserved Church. Frank and him resume their fight from last Monday. Ethan, stitches in his forehead from a title shot he certainly did not want, bares down on McGuire who doesn’t back down.
Frank rakes Church across the eyes and shoves him into the steel steps leading up to the stage.
Ethan grabs a TV monitor and rips it free from the outlet and heaves at Mike’s head. Fortunately for her, she ducks and is crashes into wall with a hail of sparks. Mike uses the surprise to kick Ethan right in the crotch! Meanwhile Frank charges at Bishop. He gets caught and Church overhead belly to belly suplexes him up the steps and through the curtain!
The camera feed cuts back to the arena and the crowd pops as one half of the The Limit suddenly appears onto the stage with a thud. Mike is out there suddenly. Followed quickly by Church.
Mystery Man: Here they are! These two teams aren’t waiting for any entrances!
FBI: Too bad that TV missed the mark! This would have been over fast.
Hanks: I don’t The Limit expected this fight from NSFW here on Night of Champions!
NSFW seizes on a lone D.J. Frank. With Mike’s insistence, they lay boots to him.
Ethan emerges from the back and quickly clubs McGuire over the back. Church turns around and knocks back Ethan a knee lift. He grabs Ethan by the arm. Irish whip. Alexander reverses and he uses the momentum to smash Church through one of the LCD panels of the stage. The panel breaks down as Church crashes through it!
Mystery Man: Ladies and gentlemen, this match hasn’t even started officially. These two teams are intent on destroying the set!
Ethan admires his handy work. Just then, Mike is scooped up and slammed onto the hard steel stage. The Limit share malicious smiles. They look behind them. A familiar tactic comes in view. Two tables covered in various bits of equipment.
Hanks: Hey, guys. Can we stop just leaving this stuff around?
FBI: Gotta feeling there isn’t going to be a match and I couldn’t be happier. Good riddance to NSFW!
Mystery Man: Bennett and you would be real chummy, I think. But look at this! The Limit are about to put Mike McGuire through a table for a third time! This match hasn’t even started yet!!
The Limit gut wrenches Mike into the air. She tried to fight back with rights and lefts but their grip is steadfast. They carry her over to the edge of the stage.
Mystery Man: Double powerbo--wait! No!
Church chop blocks Frank saving his partner from a bad ending!
Mike gouges Ethan’s eyes with her thumbs and falls on top of him! Church with a waistlock on Frank. German suplex that folds the big man in half. Mike hammers away at Ethan’s face, his only saving grace being that he covers up with his big forearms to deflect the blows. Bishop pulls his partner off of Ethan and wordlessly points towards the ring. She nods. She kicks at Ethan just more time. Church helps Frank to his feet. Mike slugs him right in the gut before Church puts him across his shoulders. They quickly make their way down the ramp.
Mike lifts up the ring apron …
Mystery Man: Here we go! There is the hardware!
FBI: I hope she goes through that table. She’s a disgusting cheater. Going for the eyes. The nuts. She’s a nasty woman, people.
Colin Hanks: Considering what The Limit has done to NSFW, I don’t blame her!
Mike, already sliding the table into the ring, has it set it up in the middle of the ring. Church with much effort rolls Frank under the bottom rope.
DING DING DING
Mystery Man: Alright, believe it or not, after all of that, the match has begun! And it could end--
The audio feed cuts suddenly.
??: Don’t adjust your television sets, you sons of bitches. The Predator Steve Bennett and no offense to any of those bastards in the booth but they don’t know how to call a match of this magnitude. I’m in the production truck and I’m calling this right! Down! The! Middle! Alright. Look at this. These cheating dumbasses think they have The Limit beat. Nuh-uh!
With the table behind them, NSFW pulls up Frank. Kick to the gut. Double facelock. DJ’s arms go over each of their shoulders. Double suplex attempt! They lift him into the air and the table is their target!
Out of nowhere Ethan slides into the ring and pushes the table out of the way! The suplex is successful but only onto the mat!
Bennett: Ha! NSFW can’t get the job done, son!
Church and McGuire duck a double clothesline from Ethan. Ethan turns on a time only for Mike to kick him in the gut. Ethan doubles over. Church charges and knees him in the side of the head. He spins around from the impact right into a right hand knockout punch from Mike!
Bennett: I can do the play by play. Kiss my ass, Hanks. You ain’t got an ounce of your daddy’s talent! NSFW hits Batter Up, MF’er but they’re too damn stupid to realize this is a table match! Dumbasses! That’s their new tag team name! I crack myself up! Ha!
Just catching it out of the corners of their eyes, NSFW ducks a table being thrown like a javelin from D.J. Frank! The table slides out of the ring harmlessly to the outside. But a clothesline to Church connects after the shock of the attempted attack. Frank turns his attention to Mike. Forearm smash. Irish whip. Mike reverses it. Church is back up near the ropes and belly to belly suplexes Frank over the top rope! Mike charges at her partner and he back body drops her over the top rope! Like a meteor, she crashes into one half of The Limit!
Bennett: All of this fancy Flight of Icarus stuff ain’t gonna matter when The Limit puts one of these sorry sons of bitches through some wood!
Church rolls to the outside and helps Mike to her feet. They quickly grab the table and set it up. And then they turn their attention to Frank. Ethan is just coming to and he looks pretty ragged after being kneed and punched in the face. They roll Frank onto the table.
Bennett: The Dumbasses figured out the rules of the match finally! Congratulations to them! I’m sure they’ll blow it!
Church nods at Mike. He climbs up onto the apron and with a small bit of hesitation onto the turnbuckle. Mike looks up with awe as Church leaps off the turnbuckle!
Unbeknownst to NSFW, Ethan slipped out of the ring behind the commotion and yanked Frank off the table again - saving his partner for a second time in this match.
Bishop Church crashes through the table!
The crowd gasps in horror at the impact!
Bennett: I’m sure you idiots watching know that unless its an offensive move, going through a table don’t end the match! So it continues on! I’d watch that buffoon put himself through a table all night!
McGuire has zero chance to check on Bishop as Ethan blindsides her with double axe smash to the shoulder. Frank is back up. Ethan lifts McGuire up and rolls her into the ring. Ethan and Frank look down at Church and share a laugh. Officials and medical personal come out from the back when Church rolls over to his back. The metal frame jutting out from the remains of the table is slick with his blood and the tear in his singlet is stained with it as well.
Bennett: Hell yeah! I hope he bleeds out right there!!
The Limit don’t seem to be concerned with tables right now. The circle Mike as she struggles to get to her feet. Mike lunges forward and peppers Frank with a haymaker but Ethan clubs her over the back. He grabs her by the hair, twists her around, and headbutts her with the bridge of his nose. Mike goes down hard. Like a gang initiation, The Limit kicks and stomps on the smaller half of NSFW as Bishop Church tries to push away the medical personal checking on him. Blood seeps out of the gash in his ring attire in a ghastly display.
Violently, Ethan yanks Mike up by her hair. The crowd boos as Ethan screams at her with pure hatred.
Alexander: It’s OVER! Bitch!
Mike swings at him but her equilibrium has her go far left. Ethan spits in her face and before Mike can respond, Frank knees her in the back. She collapses in Ethan’s arms. He shoves her into the ropes. She bounds up and then Ethan pops her into the air!
Bennett: Sky’s The Limit! Have a nice trip down, you hag!
Frank finishes the move by catching her with the double kneed lungblower!
With Church and McGuire both out, The Limit takes a sarcastic bow. Through all of this, Ethan has the temerity to ask for a microphone!
The crowd tries to drown him out but his bellowing voice overpowers them all through the microphone.
Alexander: NSFW! We told you! But you didn’t listen! Look at you two! Broken!
Frank: Battered!
Alexander: And now! We are going to finish the job! Say bye-bye to these losers!
Frank: Bye-bye! Time to join your friend, Mikey!
Frank pelts Mike with the microphone and it cuts off with a loud abrupt screech. Ethan exits the rings and retrieves another table. The Limit sets it up very quickly. They pull Mike up. Double facelock!
Bennett: Here we go! I gotta front row seat to this bad boy the first night The Limit came out and took it to these sanctimonious sons of bitches! Here it comes! Drive this bitch’s skull through the table!
Mike drops down to a knee and simultaneously low blows both members of The Limit! She collapses to the mat and instead of looking to follow up on the offense, she starts to roll to the outside to check on Church.
Church has somehow got to his feet but he looks a million miles away in his expression. His face is pale and his knees wobbly from the blood loss. He shoves away the referees and medical personal as he tries to get to the ring from the wreckage of the table.
Before Mike can get out of the ring, Ethan holding himself indignantly rather angrily drops an elbow onto her back. Frank, also feeling the effects of the low blow, staggers over to her and The Limit continues their assault with repeated stomps and kicks.
Bennett: Take it home, boys! Put this bitch through a table!
They signal for The Driver once more. Mike is dead weight seemingly as they yank her up by her arms. They kick and knee at her repeatedly to make sure there is no encore of the last time they tried this. Their tunnel vision is focused on the red headed brawler.
Or so it seems. Church, against the better judgment of any, rolls into the ring, rolls to his feet, blood dripping with each movement, and charges forwards!
Frank and Ethan drop their Driver attempt on Mike, telegraph the attack, and double back body drop Church into the air and through the table!
The table bends but does not break and Bishop bounces off and back onto the mat with a nasty fall. Frank and Ethan admire more of their handiwork. They quickly set the table back up. The Limit turns around and Ethan gets KFS with Mike’s right hand!
Bennett: No!
But with Church out, it’s still a numbers game.
Frank grabs her by the arm and short arms her and lifts her into the air, he spins her towards the table but as Mike latches an arm around Frank’s neck and drives his head into the table with a DDT as they both go through it!!
Bennett: No! Fuck this, I’m out!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: The winners of this match, NSFW!
Mystery Man: We’re back, okay, we’re back. I’m sure that management will have a long talk with The Predator. Tonight at Night of Champions, NSFW looked strong but The Limit divided and conquered. Despite that, and maybe just through pure luck, NSFW managed to get the win here.
FBI: I gotta say, Steve, you’re a good solo act but don’t quit your day job there on Brawl.
Hanks: The nerve of that guy!
Before Ethan, holding his jaw, can get his revenge. He helps Frank up to his feet who looks more surprised than hurt. The bloody ragged Church pulls Mike out onto the floor before collapsing. The Limit tries to get to the outside but they’re cut off by nearly a dozen officials checking on.
The Limit, despite whatever the result was, can’t help but to laugh that they are the ones standing after this encounter.
Mystery Man: I don’t think these two give a damn what happened here. NSFW gave a good fight here but The Limit lived up their promise to once again lay NSFW out. The tag division has a new scourge to beware of for sure. Let’s go to the back.
Mystery Man: Well, if these first two matches are any indication, our Champions are going to have quite the challenge ahead of them. Speaking of, we caught up with one of our Champions before coming to Lucas Oil Stadium this afternoon.
The feed cuts from ringside to a visual of United States Champion Ace King, whose shaded face is veiled behind thin bars with his hands clasping tightly.
Ace King: My career in EWC has been a series of climbs. I’d get so close to the top step, only to be thrown back down to the bottom again and have to climb back up… And again… And again… But the question isn’t so much how high will you climb… It’s more about how hard you’re willing to hang on to seize your moment.
A second camera goes wide, revealing that ‘The Gambler’ is actually scaling the fence at the world-famous Indianapolis Motor Speedway, the blistering sun beating down upon him. He lowers himself on the fence, takes a quick look down, then lets himself go, landing safely on the tire wall before jumping down onto the start-finish line made of bricks.
Ace King: It’s no secret that I’ve been down this road many times in the last year, hitting a dead end every time I thought I was close. And yet, there are some who will only consider the end result, completely oblivious to the amount of pain and suffering that went into getting here.
Ace casually walks along the bricks, taking the time to appreciate his surroundings as a motor revs in the distance.
Ace King: See, I’ve heard everything my fellow Champions have thrown my way over the last few weeks… All the fabrications, all the attempts at mind games… It’s all well and good, but they should all know I slept well last night, for I realize the various horrors of the Insanity Cage will hack and mangle me more than their callous words ever could... And I couldn't be any more at peace with that, just as I am any time a door gets locked behind me.
‘The Gambler’ drops a knee onto the bricks, looking intently at his United States Championship as the motor from before gets louder.
Ace King: Of course, none of those things matter now, because frankly? The time for talking is over. Any of us could make our mark because a true Champion never gives up or runs away, but by the end of tonight, the wrestling world will see who is truly worthy of experiencing EWC’s ultimate victory lap.
With that, Ace gets back to his feet as a rented Jeep appears in the shot; ‘The Gambler’ hops in the front passenger seat, and the vehicle zooms off into the distance as the feed cuts to…
EWC X-DIVISION #1 CONTENDER
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE MATCH
Happy
Vs Annabelle
Hanks: And it is only going to get more violent with this Falls Count Anywhere match.
FBI: This pleases me.
Hanks: Oh God. That’s what really matters.
DOBREV: The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere Match… The winner will become the #1 Contender for the X-Division Title!
Pyros hit, lights flash red and black and "Ain't no Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play as fans begin to cheer and jeer and Happy drives out from the back on his custom Harley. He stops atop the stage and looks out to the crowd both left and right and revs his engine before his ride towards the ring. He's wearing blacked out custom Oakley's, his 'Crimson Demons' leather cut, no shirt underneath and black Jean's with white shoes.
Dobrev:Making his way to the ring. Fighting out of Oakham Massachusetts, standing 6'2" and weighing 245, HAPPY!
He steps off of his Harley putting his glasses down on it and then taking his Cut and laying it onto the seat of the bike before sliding into the ring. Once inside Happy wears a menacing smile as he rolls his fists waiting for the match to begin.
Mystery Man: Despite a few losses, Happy has been impressive since his debut
FBI: He was chosen to be a member of Collateral Damage for a reason.
Hanks: I think that has more to do with his lack of morals than wrestling talent. That being said, he is a talented competitor and tough as nails. A great matchup for Annabelle.
The lights dim down to pitch black, Slowly, the lights in the arena begin to pulsate red. The opening chords of "No Mercy" hit to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Dobrev: From Atlanta Georgia, weighing in at 110 pounds… She is Jessica Wolfe's Evil Spirit... Known only as... ANNABELLE!!!
Flames flicker on the stage, smoke starts to build as Annabelle slowly walks through the smoke looking down at the ground, glancing off to the side with an evil grin on her face.
On her way to the ring, she grabs the bottom rope and slithers under it like a snake. Crawling on all fours to the middle of the ring like a demon, she suddenly bursts to life screaming out into the camera.
The lights go back to normal as she spits red mist into the air!!! She slinks to her feet walking over to the ropes.
Mystery Man: Annabelle has been pining for the X-Division Title for months.
FBI: She is way more Extreme than Nostalgia. Either of these two would be better X-Division Champions than Nostalgia.
Hanks: Annabelle is the only member of the Trinity not to hold gold this season, this match could be the first step to changing that.
DING DING DING
Happy charges at Annabelle, goes for a Clothesline, but Annabelle ducks it, sprinting towards the ropes, she leaps on then off, grabs Happy’s head, and drives him down with a Springboard DDT. Annabelle heads to the top turnbuckle, turns, sets herself, but before she can leap, Happy is up, leaps onto the middle rope near the corner, leaps off, and connects with a Springboard Dropkick, sending Annabelle crashing down to the outside. Happy makes his way to the top rope, as Annabelle gets to her feet, Happy leaps off and comes down with a Double Axe handle Smash to the head of Annabelle.Hanks: Well that didn’t take long. Think the rest of this match will take place outside the ring.
Mystery Man: With two malicious and vicious competitors like Annabelle and Happy, I’d say that is a safe bet.
Happy digs into his pocket, pulling out a set of Brass knuckles. He leans down, grabs Annabelle by the hair, pulling her head back to expose her forehead, then begins unloading with a series of hard rights, busting her open by the time he stops. He goes for the cover as the ref slides out of the ring.
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2...kickout by Annabelle.
FBI: I don’t know who to cheer for. Happy is as cool a cat as you’ll meet. But Annabelle is my type of crazy.
Happy grabs Annabelle by the hair, dragging her to her feet. He grabs her by the arm and shoulder, goes to whip her into the ringpost but she reverses it sending Happy headfirst into the ringpost. Annabelle drops to a knee as Happy hits the floor. Annabelle reaches under the ring, procuring a chair. She gets to her feet, jabbing the chair onto the ankle of Happy, then again, and again. Happy grabs at his ankle as Annabelle sets the chair up. Annabelle grabs the head of Happy, driving her knee into the bridge of his nose, busting it open. Happy is seen smiling, so Annabelle does it again, and again. As she releases Happy’s head, he falls into the barricade. Annabelle grabs him, bringing him to his knees, sets him up, then drives his back through the chair with a Snap Suplex. Annabelle goes for the cover.
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Kickout by Happy.
Mystery Man: I have a feeling this match is going to get ugly. Two twisted individuals with no rules.
FBI: So basically this will be the best match of the night.
Hanks: It will certainly be one of the most brutal.
She grabs his hand, takes the brass knuckles, puts them on, then unloads a series of shots to Happy’s forehead.. She pushes that into the ring. Then turns to Happy. She grabs him the head and shoulders, dragging him to hit feet, but as they get to a vertical base, Happy rears back and slams into Annabelle with a Headbutt, breaking her grip. Happy connects with a few kicks to the leg, then a few jabs to the gut, before a Haymaker knocks Annabelle into the apron. Happy grabs Annabelle’s head, slamming it into the apron a few times. He grabs her, sets up, lifts, and slams her onto the apron with a Suplex. As Annabelle lay on the apron, Happy reaches under the ring, brings out a Stop Sign. He tosses that to the side, then drags out a table. He walks it around to the front of the ring by the ramp, then sets it up. But while that has his attention, Annabelle slides off the apron, ducking low so Happy wouldn’t see if he turned, but he didn’t, until he did. By that time Annabelle is in the chair, and connects with Whispering Wind, knocking Happy into the table, knocking it out of the way. She goes for a Thesz Press, but Happy dodges at the last second, causing her to collide into the barricade and fall into the crowd.
Hanks: These fans are definitely getting their money’s worth.
Happy grabs a soda from a fan and pours it onto the head of Annabelle. An irate Annabelle explodes from her feet, this time knocking Happy to the ground with a Thesz Press and begins unloading on Happy. She grabs him, dragging him to his feet as she gets to hers. She sets him up for a Suplex, but he connects with a few hard shots to the side, forcing her to release her grip. Happy then leaps on the barricade, but before he can leap off, Annabelle swipes a leg, so he splits onto the barricade.
FBI: OUCH! That hurt me just looking at it.
Hanks: He will feel that tomorrow, that’s for sure.
Annabelle charges using a chair for balance and height, leaps, wraps her legs around the head of groaning Happy, and takes him down onto the ramp with a Hurricanrana. Annabelle goes for the cover.
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THR...kickout by Happy
Mystery Man: Annabelle is really taking it to Happy. She already gave him one Crimson Mask. Could there be another in his future?
Hanks: If she keeps this up, she won’t need the Red Mist.
FBI: That might have the adverse effect on Happy’s kinda crazy.
Annabelle slaps the ramp in frustration. She hops over the barricade, and grabs a chair. As she hops back over, Happy lunges and connects with a Superkick, knocking her back over. Happy hops onto the barricade, then comes down on Annabelle with Eat This! Happy goes for the pinfall.
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THR...kickout by Annabelle.
Mystery Man: Happy is quicker than most think. He turned the tide of this match in an instant.
Happy catches his breath as Annabelle begins to get to her feet. As she gets to her feet, Happy greets her with a Back Kick to the gut, he grabs her and whips her towards the entrance ramp into the barricade. He charges and connects with a Step Up Enziguri, knocking her over the barricade and onto the ramp. Happy leaps onto the barricade, then off, connecting with a modified Springboard Moonsault. He goes for the cover.
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THR...kickout by Annabelle.
Mystery Man: Annabelle is as crazy as she is tough.
Happy punches the barricade in frustration before getting to his feet. He hops over the barricade to grab a chair, then hops over. He grabs Annabelle by the shoulder, spinning her around, but she blinds him with a Flash Paper Fire Ball. Annabelle walks up to the ramp, holding her head. She turns to see Happy staggering forward, she hits him with a kick to the gut, grabs his head, and brings him down onto the ramp with a Reverse DDT. She goes for the cover.
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THRE...shoulder up.
Mystery Man: I thought Annabelle had the win there. But Happy is not ready to give in yet.
Annabelle wastes no time, and goes time grabbing Happy’s leg and locking in the GrapeVine Ankle Lock. After a few seconds of twisting the ankle the wrong way, Happy is clearly in pain. The ref checks on him but he refuses to give up. Annabelle wrenches down more, the ref checks again but this time Happy is grinning. He rolls right, then rolls hard to his left, opening his left foot to kick Annabelle, then another with even more force to break the hold. He lunges forward, taking Annabelle down with a No Control. The refs sees the blood from the back of Annabelle’s head as Happy releases her to go for the pin.
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3!
NO! Annabelle got her shoulder up.
Mystery Man: I thoguht she might have been dead.
Hanks: Only on the inside Mystery Man.
FBI: THAT IS SLANDER HANKS! Apologize!
Happy lifts Annabelle up for the Psycho Driver, but as he goes to slam her down, she exerts great body control and lands on her feet. Immediately countering with a Bicycle Superkick. She drops to a knee as Happy hits the ramp. She gets to her a feet a few seconds before Happy. She charges and connects with a Dropkick, sending Happy backfirst into the glass wall next to the exit/entrance. She grabs Happy’s head and smashes it into the glass. The glass wall begins to splinter, finally she releases, and Happy drops to the ramp. Annabelle then disappears through the entrance. Another camera captures he grabbing a trash can and lid, dragging them back onto the ramp. She drops the lid, and lifts the can, she cocks back, but Happy explodes into her with a Spear. Both are down for a half a minute before they begin getting to their feet. Happy is on his feet, and atop of Annabelle as she gets to hers, he connects with a series of hard rights then takes them through the entrance and into the backstage area.
Mystery Man: Don’t worry folks, we will have a new angle in just a second.
The new camera angle captures Happy driving his knee into the gut of Annabelle, grabs her head, and smashes it into a monitor. Annabelle drops, Happy grabs the monitor and slams it down on the knee of Annabelle. Annabelle, blood trickling down her face grabs at her knee, in obvious pain. Happy wipes some of the blood from his pace as he steps over Annabelle making his way further into the backstage area. He sees a box of random wires, so he grabs one walks over, and wraps it around the neck of Annabelle, choking her. Annabelle manages to slide her fingers between the wires and her neck at the last second. Still making it hard to breath, she manages to escape a dozen seconds later. Happy goes for a kick, but Annabelle catches it as she gets to her feet, she spins him around then takes him down hard with a Cutter. Instead of going for the pin, she pushes open a door, walking into a locker room. She comes back a half a minute later holding a bottle of Everclear and a pack of matches. She begins dousing Happy with the Everclear, he lets out a grunt of pain as the liquor mixes with his cuts. But this boosts his adrenaline, and he storms to his feet. He goes for a Clothesline but Annabelle ducks. They both turn, Annabelle goes to flick the matchbook at it, but he hops back on top of a sound stage box. He leaps off, connecting with a High knee. He wipes the blood from his face again.
Hanks: Is pyromania a requirement to be a Wolfe?
Mystery Man: Happy just saved himself from a trip to the hospital.
Happy grabs Annabelle, drags her to her feet, then goes to whip her into the adjacent door, but it is reversed and Annabelle sends Happy into the door, which was slightly ajar, so he falls to his face after hitting the door. They are now in the catering room. Annabelle pulls the overlay from a nearby table, the silverware crashes down, and she wraps it around the head of Happy, then begins driving her knee repeatedly into his head. She brings him up onto a table, still wrapped in the tablecover. Then she climbs onto the table. The table rocks as she brings him to a vertical base. She sets him up, and drives him down through the table with a Suplex. This takes it toll on both of them as it takes a good thirty seconds for Annabelle to go for the pin and a few more seconds for the ref to get into position.
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3!
NO! Happy gets a shoulder up.
Mystery Man: I can’t believe it.
Annabelle crawls off the debris, and makes her way to her feet. She looks around and notices some chafers with steam coming from them. She walks over, grabs the food, and hurls it over the floor. She grabs the insert holding the steaming hot water, then turns to Happy. But Happy is on his feet, and takes her down with a Legsweep, the hot water flies back, a few drops by freak chance catching Annabelle in the eye. She wipes at her eyes, giving Happy the chance to drag her to her feet, then hoist her up onto his shoulders, then drives her down with The Demon Awaits. He hooks the legs for the pinfall.
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3!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….HAPPY!Mystery Man: Happy with the hardfought victory. His most impressive win to date arguably.
Hanks: He is tough as nails. He is a threat to the X-Division, and anyone in it should take note of this performance.
FBI: I told you Crazy would win this match.
The ref goes to raise Happy’s hand, but he pushes him away. He notices some Hamburgers in the chafer, grabs a patty and begins chowing down. He throws half the burger onto the ground as he grabs a White Cloth Napkin to wipe the blood from his face.
Mystery Man: WOW! That match lived up to the hype. As I am sure this next match will. Coming up we have a Triple Threat Tag Team Match. Stay Tuned folks.
The lights in the arena go out to the delight of the attending fans. Slowly, a choir starts lightly harmonizing as a lone spot light warms on them. As the light gets brighter, their vocalizing gets louder until it gets to a fever pitch. Suddenly, they ring out with "YOU CAN'T BRING ME DOWN!" and the lights come up on Kyle Gautier standing in the center of them as 'The Man' by the Killers jumps in.
Collin Hanks: Well, this is a welcome surprise!
Kyle has aknowing smirk on his face as the arena erupts with cheers. He makes his way down the ramp , slapping five with fans and acknowledging the underground merch that certain fans have started to cultivate; that is, drawing mustaches on their inner index finger and holding it over their upper lips. He jumps on the apron and as he steps between the ropes, he takes in the adulation, saying he has missed this. He hugs a smiling Nina Dobrev and whispers something in her ear. She giggles and hands him a microphone and then he holds the ropes open for her to exit the ring. He smiles and waits for a moment for the nostalgic cheers to subside.
Kyle: So before we begin, i want to do something that I have always wanted to do.
He clears his throat.
Kyle: NATION! It feels great to be back!
The crowd erupts in cheers and chuckles. A clapping chant of WE HAVE MISSED YOU! clap-clap-clapclapclap.
Kyle: Thank you for that. I was a bit worried i wasn't bald enough for that to work. But y'all, thank you for having me back! It has been a weird accidental vacation for these past few months that i was worried i had been forgotten. For the eagle eyed fans, you may have caught a glimpse of mute on the past few shows, whether it be main eventing and becoming undefeated on Rampage... or being the best damned lumberjack on Brawl... or showing back up at the Bovine Castle and realizing I didn't know a single person on that roster. I never realized how fast this industry moves...
He's interrupted by another chant, this time a dueling one. UN-DE-FEAT-ED/TI-TLE SHOT!! He chuckles.
Kyle: Sorry, y'all. My contendership for that particular title has been. .. iced, to say the least. But i don't want you to think I'm out here just to waste your time. Honestly, I have a little bit of unfinished business. When I showed up at Uprising, I noticed something at the merchandise table. And i just so happen to have it right here. ..
He produces a rolled poster from under his robe .
Kyle: Now there's not a lot that will get me started on a tear. Oh, sure, i have very strong opinions about Goofy being the only original Disney character to have had canonical sex, and other ideas on how Goofy and Pluto exist in the same universe . But all that pales in comparison to this. ..
He unrolls the poster and it is one of FSW superstar Maurice Yensman in a sarcastic pose with the caption 'The BEST damn mustache in EWC.' The chorus of boos raining down is deafening.
Kyle: Excuse me?! The what damn what in where?! I don't think this aggression needs to stand! Now, real talk. .. before the accidental vacation, i was scheduled to face Maurice. I didn't and now i see how my throne was abdicated. So, Maurice, I have a proposition to see who is the true mustaccionado. I challenge you to what i am lovingly calling the EWC Gauntlet. Next week, Brawl. Uprising. Rampage. Prime. And Brawl. Five shows in eight days.
The EWC nation cheers.
Kyle: You want the king. .. you want the crown... you come correct. And if you can't handle this, perhaps you're not fit to handle the 'stache. And another thing. ..
He's interrupted by "Life's Been Good" as Maurice Yensman strolls out from the back. He strokes his mustache and smiles.
Maurice: Now hold on there, baby girl. I hear a whole lot of squawking with not a lot of conviction. But i tell you what. I'll show up for your little circus stunt, but we're fighting for our mustaches. The loser has to shave his off! What do you say about that?
The crowd tries to get Kyle to reconsider as he holds at his mustache with unease and trepidation. He contemplates the offer.
Kyle: You're on. And mark my words, Yensman, after this, you and the EWC will never be the same!
He hands the Mic towards Nina as 'The Man' starts to play. He finishes out the segment have a cross arena 'stache-off with Maurice.
TAG TEAM
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Unholy Two
VS Bulletproof
VS Freaks and Geeks
Mystery Man: Well, folks, coming up next we’ve got some more tag team action.
Hanks: That’s right. Bulletproof and the Unholy Two will rekindle a small flame lit last week at Monday Night BRAWL.
Mystery Man: And a third team, Freaks and Geeks, will be joining them. Let’s go to the ring for this next match!
“Bad Reputation” by Joan Jett blares throughout Lucas Oil Stadium.
“I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ‘BOUT YOUR BAD REPUTATION”
Then the sound of a DJ spinning the track hits, before the dramatic melody of the ET bike scene plays throughout the arena. Suddenly, the lights go out, except for one faint light circling the ramp. When the lights come back on, Iggy Swango is riding a big blue Beach Cruiser bike with an oversized basket in the front. As Iggy completes a lap around the stage, “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie sticks her head out from under the cover, and points to the ring with a glowing finger.
Dobrev: Introducing first….weighing in at a combined weight of… It’s not Nice to Ask a Woman her weight… Iggy Swango, “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie….. FREAKS AND GEEKS!
Mystery Man: Earlier this week, Kendrick Kross was replaced by Ashley Brizzie.
FBI: Kendrick was scared of Bulletproof and the Unholy Two. That’s a fact.
Hanks: Now we all know that isn’t true, FBI. He’s out with an undisclosed injury he suffered last week on Monday Night BRAWL during the lumberjack match.
Mystery Man: President Mac cleared this change mid-week and, sure enough, the two ladies will represent Freaks and Geeks.
Hanks: One thing about Ashley Brizzie: She’s very, very green. We will see how she holds up, especially after being the only one in this match who competed earlier on in the battle royal.
Iggy stands and pedals with all her might for a few rotations before taking her legs off the pedals and letting momentum do the rest. Iggy hops off the bike, letting it Ghost Ride into the ring apron. Right before contact, “Dream Weaver” leaps out of the basket and onto the apron. Iggy runs up and slides into the ring as Ash Brizzie hops over the ropes. They get to the center of the ring, pull Nina over to do the Charlie’s Angel pose.
They go to their corners, first engage in Roshambo to decide who starts the match, Iggy’s ROCK beat Dream Weaver’s scissors. Then they do some stretching and warm ups as they wait for their opponents. The arena goes dark and silent before the sound of a slow heart beat pumps over the sound system. It slows to a flat line and 'Return of the Tres' hits, replacing it as the arena is bathed in red light. El and Roach step out from the back, looking around the arena before sauntering down to the ring in their own time.
Dobrev: And their opponents… first, at a total combined weight of 413 pounds… El and Roach, the Unholy Two!
Hanks: El and Roach have had an interesting start to their EWC careers. First with a loss to Collateral Damage and then a massive brawl ON BRAWL last Monday during the lumberjack match.
FBI: That doesn’t matter. They’re winning this match! Them or Bulletproof.
Mystery Man: So you’re choosing two out of the three teams to win this match? Giving yourself a 67% chance of being right?
FBI: You’re right! I am! It just won’t be Freaks and Geeks!
El rolls in beneath the ropes as Roach steps in over the top. They meet in their corner, briefly discussing who will start things off as their music fades out. ‘Shoot Em’ by Brick hits the arena as the lights dim low followed by strobe lights bouncing off the walls. Bulletproof slowly steps out onto the stage and they stand shoulder to shoulder to shoulder looking out into the crowd. All three throw Two Sweet into the air as the fans reign down heavily with their distaste before slamming their fist together at the top of the ramp. They begin to make their way down the ramp taunting and enticing the fans in attendance to strike them and point and laugh at them while they try to do so.
Dobrev: And… at a total combined weight of 540 pounds… Talon Gatz and Jaxson Trigger… Bulletproof!
FBI: And here come the winners!
Mystery Man: They very well could win this match, just like Freaks and Geeks or the Unholy Two.
Hanks: It’s shaping up to be a great match! I’m excited!
Once reaching ringside they each make their way into the ring and meet in the middle throwing up Too Sweet. Bodhi Miles, being the odd man out, makes his exit from the ring and stands in their corner. Their music fades out and the bell rings to start the action.
DING DING DING
Trigger, Swango, and El start this match in the ring. They are all attempting to size each other up. Trigger takes a large swing at El, who ducks and dodges the shot. As Trigger is off-balance, Swango starts laying swift kicks into the side of Trigger’s thigh. El assists Swango by delivering a hard shot to the back of Trigger’s other knee, knocking the big man off of his feet. El reaches over and grabs Swango by the hair, forcing the referee to step in.
Hanks: Well that was a short-lived bit of teamwork.
Swango takes exception to this, turning and delivering a kick right to El’s inner thigh, just south of the groin area. El drops to a knee as he winces in pain. The referee warns her that she’s too close for comfort and to keep it clean. Swango laughs and runs and bounces off the ropes. She runs and delivers a knee to the side of Trigger’s head as he attempted to get up to his feet. She goes for a cover.
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Kickout by Jaxson Trigger.
FBI: You dummy. It’s going to take a lot more than that to beat Bulletproof!
Mystery Man: Iggy and Ashley Brizzie are severely undersized compared to the four men in the ring. They need to do anything they can to try and win this match.
Trigger gets up quickly and angrily and grabs Swango by the hair and the tights, tossing her over the top rope and to the floor, right at Bodhi Miles’ feet. The referee peeks through the ropes to make sure that Miles keeps his distance. In the ring, El clubs Trigger in the back with a double-axe handle smash. He grabs Trigger by the head and drops him with a DDT. He goes for the cover.
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Kickout by Jaxson Trigger.
El gets up off of Trigger and drags Trigger towards his corner. Roach reaches over the top rope and smacks El on the shoulder, tagging himself in. Roach gets into the ring and each member of the Unholy Two grabs one of Trigger’s legs. They each yank and wishbone the big man’s large trunks, the Unholy Split delivering a ton of pain to the big man.
FBI: Ow ow ow ow!
Hanks: That does NOT feel good.
FBI: How would YOU know Hanks?
Hanks: I… I don’t, but I can imagine!
Roach keeps ahold of Trigger’s left leg and drops an elbow right inside the knee. He gets up to his knees and drives the point of his right knee into the back of Trigger’s left knee, leaving it there and pulling back on the foot as a type of submission hold.
Meanwhile, outside of the ring Swango is to her feet but Bodhi Miles is stalking her. She backs up and away from Miles for a few steps, long enough to buy time for Brizzie to sprint around the ring and jump on Miles’ back. She puts him in a chokehold, causing him to flail around wildly. He reaches back and grabs her by both arms, but before he could do anything, Swango rears back and kicks him right in the family jewels.
FBI: Disqualify her!
Hanks: Uh, I don’t think that’s going to happen. It’s a triple threat match.
Mystery Man: And Bodhi Miles isn’t even in the match. It’s fair game.
Bodhi drops to the floor in pain. Brizzie and Swango reach under the ring and pull out a table, causing a roar from the crowd. In the ring, Roach has tagged El back into the match, but a throat thrust by Trigger followed by a Doc’s Death Drop takes El to the ground. Trigger goes for the cover.
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TH-Kickout by El.
Trigger finally tags Gatz into the match. On the outside, Freaks and Geeks have the table set up. Still tender from the low blow, Miles is slow to his feet. The two ladies roll him onto the table.
FBI: These two idiots seem more interested in putting Bodhi Miles out of commission than they do winning this match!
Hanks: Well, if you can essentially eliminate the wild card, you’ve got a better chance to win!
Iggy Swango quickly climbs up onto the ring apron and turns around. She looks down at Bodhi and shakes her head.
FBI: HA! She got scared! She… ugh… nevermind.
As FBI says this, Swango climbs up even higher onto the top turnbuckle. Talon Gatz even stops his attack on El to sprint over and try to stop her. Iggy Leaps and delivers a huge flying leg drop through Bodhi Miles and through the table. She crashes hard to the outside clutching her lower back. Brizzie checks on her. The referee doesn’t know what to do. The crowd begins to show their appreciation for the move.
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Talon Gatz, livid, runs and slides underneath the bottom rope. He lays Brizzie out with a hard right and picks Swango up and rolls her into the ring. Gatz follows her and gets up to his feet. He grabs Swango by the hair and pulls her up. He screams something into her face about what she did to Miles. Just as he is about to lay her out with a Too Sweet, Iggy breaks his hands away and lifts him up, nailing him with the Acrobatic Tenament.
Mystery Man: Holy crap! That came out of nowhere!
Swango slowly covers Gatz.
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Mystery Man: All three are down in the ring! They’ve GOT to make tags!
Slowly, El crawls over to his corner and tags Roach into the match. Brizzie is back onto the ring apron and Swango manages to make a tag before Roach can reach her. Brizzie comes into the ring and Roach stares her down with a smirk, knowing Brizzie is fresh meat.
Hanks: I’m not so sure I would’ve WANTED to tag in if I was Ashley Brizzie. Iggy Swango may be better half-dead than Brizzie is right now in a wrestling match.
FBI: This is gonna be good!
Brizzie slaps the shit out of Roach right across the face. This only infuriates the man, as he lunges forward and shoves her back into the corner. He drives an elbow right into her temple. Then he lays into her with a hard knife-edge chop right on the collarbone. And a second follows. He pulls her away from the corner, scoops her up, and body slams her hard to the mat. Behind his back, however, Gatz has crawled over and finally tagged Trigger in. Trigger sprints at Roach from behind and looks for a hard clothesline to the back of Roach’s head. Roach senses this, however, and ducks the clothesline attempt. As Trigger turns back around, Roach goes for a headbutt. Trigger dodges it and grabs Roach, shoving him backwards and onto his back. Roach gets up quickly to his feet but is met by a thunderous Misfire to the face.
FBI: IN THE FACE! IN THE FAAAAACE!
Trigger stalks forward towards Roach and picks him up off of the ground with both hands by the throat. He positions his arms and drills Roach with a Deadman’s Hand, sticking into the cover.
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Ashley Brizzie breaks up the pin!
Mystery Man: A close, long two count!
FBI: Damn her! She has no business even being in that ring!
Brizzie gets up off of Trigger and pulls him to his feet by the wrist. She Irish-whips him towards the ropes, but he reverses it. On the rebound, Iggy Swango tags herself in. Trigger doesn’t see it. Trigger back body drops Brizzie hard to the mat. Trigger turns around and bends over to pick Brizzie up. As he does this, Swango gets into the ring and delivers a bulldog to Trigger over Brizzie and to the mat. Brizzie gets up and runs into the ropes. Iggy Swango drops to a knee and delivers a flying double dropkick to Gatz on the ring apron. He falls off and Brizzie runs over to El to deliver a forearm to him on the ring apron. He ducks out of the way, however, and grabs her, pulling Brizzie outside the ring. The two begin slugging it out on the ring apron. In the ring, Swango locks the big Trigger up and nails him with the Non-Zero Possibility! She covers Trigger.
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Roach breaks up the pin!
Mystery Man: What a match!
Hanks: The crowd is on their feet! These three teams are giving it their all here.
FBI: Bulletproof is still going to win!
Roach grabs the top rope and shoves Trigger out of the ring with his feet. He turns around right into a roundhouse kick from Iggy Swango! On the apron, Brizzie shoves El backwards and into the ring post, sending him to the floor. Swango grabs Roach and lifts him up, nailing him with the Acrobatic Tenament! She covers Roach.
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DING DING DING
Dobrev: Here are your winners… Iggy Swango and Ashley Brizzie… Freaks and Geeks!
Mystery Man: And the young ladies take this match!
Hanks: Underdogs? Not according to them! What a match!
FBI: Well damnit! That’s not right!
Ace Heart is standing directly outside of Georgie Nickles locker room about to knock as the door opens up, Ace takes a step back as Georgie dressed in her ring gear comes into view, looking rather surprised and curious to see the interviewer with his fist still raised.
Georgie Nickles: Hi?
Ace gives Georgie a smile and slowly lowers his hand.
Ace Heart: Hey Georgie, I know you're just seconds away from going out into the ring, and I wanted to know if you had anything you wanted to say?
Georgie glances around for a moment before exhaling roughly and nods.
Georgie Nickles: Sure.
Ace Heart: Well be our guest.
Georgie looks directly at the camera and offers her patented devil may care smile.
Georgie Nickles: Tonight... Tonight three warriors enter into the ring, and while it may not be the big main event in some crazy ass cage... We are going to make history. We are going to make this one of the matches that will forever be remembered as one of the most intense matches that EWC has ever brought to the masses. None of us are going to walk out of that ring without somehow being changed. So all of you Rabble Rousers, DIYers and Outlaws, buckle up, because it's going to be one helluva ride.
Georgie reaches up, patting Ace on his arm before she ducks under the camera and Ace's outstretched hand and walks away, throwing up the devil horns behind her before she turns the corner and out of view.
EWC UNITED STATES
#1 CONTENDER
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Billy Mitchell
Vs Davey Lennox
Vs Georgie Nickels
Hanks: What a night it has been here at Night of Champions! We just heard from Georgie backstage as she's about to head out for our next match!
Mystery: That’s right! Up next is a Triple Threat number one contenders match for the United States Championship!!
FBI: I got my money on Davey Lennox!
Hanks: Lets head down to ringside!
We focus on the ring now where we are met with Nina Dobrev.
Nina: The following match is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH!!! The winner of this match gets a title shot at the United States Championship!!
The crowd let off a reaction of wild excitement!
Wind howls through the speakers as the lights begin to fall and a single guitar riff breaks through the silence. Those who recognize the tell-tale chord give a rousing ovation, eager for the man’s arrival, while others wait with baited breath. The guitar is soon overcome by an onset of drums as the music quickly revs up, becoming the infamous ballad of “The Good, Bad and the Ugly”. The cheers become deafening as Billy Mitchell steps out from behind the curtain and strides up to the edge of the stage, the coattails of his duster billowing behind him. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head, revealing a hard-set stare beneath the brim of his battered Stetson. Eyes locked on the ring below, the ‘American Outlaw’ takes a deep breath before starting down the ramp as people crowd the barriers. Keeping to the center of the aisle, Mitchell extends his arms, slapping palms with as many of the ringside fans as he can reach.
Hanks: EWC’s version of John Wayne, Billy Mitchell, set here for action!
Nina: Coming to the ring at this time the American Outlaw Billy Mitchell!!!!!
Taking his time, he walks along the guardrail, giving out a few more palm slaps before stopping in front of a young child. Taking off his hat, he sets it on their head and adjusts it a bit before clapping the kid on the shoulder. Turning to the ropes, he grabs hold and pulls himself up onto the apron. Ducking into the ring, Mitchell moves to the corner, mounting the top and middle buckles while thrusting a fist high into the air, earning a thunderous ovation from the fans. Dropping his arm, the big man rolls his shoulders to slide off the coat, earning cat calls from the female fans. Passing the coat to a crewman at ringside, Mitchell drops to the mat and faces the stage while leaning up against the corner.
FBI: Pfft, Billy Mitchel, why does he call himself the American Outlaw? He looks like a lanky real life version of Woody from Toy Story! He is not an outlaw!
Mystery Man: Would you stop it! Mitchell is easily one of the most respected men in the locker room.
FBI: By who?! The other Toy Story cast members?
As Wake Up by Black Veil Brides begin to play, multiple spotlights run over the crowd before finally centering on entrance to the ramp. A figure stands there with their back to the crowd, a fist high up in the air, pumping to the time of the music.
Nina: Making the second competitor on her way to the ring, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, The REAL Rebel Child... Georgie Nickles!!!
Two purple pyros go off as she turns on her foot and makes her way down the ring, throwing the devil horns out and walking alongside the barriers, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans. Once she gets halfway down the ramp, she takes off at a run and jumps onto the apron, grasping hold of the middle rope to pull herself up and over the ropes. Taking to a turnbuckle, she claps along to the music, mouthing the words and pointing out to the fans, and as the music fades, she jumps off of the turnbuckle and turns to face Mitchelle, they have a brief stare down and then slowly walk back to their respected corners.
Hanks: Georgie The REAL Rebel Nickles! Always exciting to watch her in the ring!
Msytery Man: This young lady is truly an amazing athlete!
The Offspring's "Come Out and Play" hits the PA to a roar from the crowd.
GOTTA KEEP EM' SEPARATED!
At the eleven second mark, the song starts to pick up. Davey emerges atop the stairs leading down to the seats.
Nina: And the 3rd member of the triple threat! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, he is "DIY" Davey Lennox!
Hanks: This Davey Lennox, is a wild man.
FBI: Thats why I picked him to win this! He’s gonna tear Woddy apart and make easy work of the little women!
Mystery Man: Will see about that..
Davey makes his way down the stairs with a quick jog, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans lining the stairwell leading to ringside. With little effort, he hops the barricade and make their way into the ring. Davey takes to a ring post, shouting inaudibly at the crowd before turning around and starring down Georgie and Billy Mitchell. Davey Jumps down off ring post and marches towards Bill and the ref gets in the way, then Nickeles starts to make her way toward her two opponents, the ref points at her to get back. She backs up and as does Davey, then Mitchell. The ref then calls for the bell
DING DING DING
All three competitors start to Circle each other keeping their eyes on the other two the ref backs away. The are all getting ready to strike, when Davey rushes towards Nickles to hit her with a clothesline! But Georgie ducks sending Davey to the ropes, and she then hits him with a clothesline of her own sending him to the outside of the Ring. Billy now locks his eyes on Nickles, who has now turned around and as focused her attention on Billy. The two lock up, with Billy getting the advantage, he irish whips Nickles into the ropes, Billy goes to hit her with a forearm, but Georgie ducks, hitting the ropes again, Billy turns around and Nickles catches him with a spinning tornado DDT. She then goes to cover, Mitchell!Mystery Man: Nickles for the cover!!!!
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FBI: OH Thank God!
Mitchell with all his might pushes Georgie off of him sending her flying onto the mat both competitors get to their feet. But while Nickles back is turned over the ropes comes Davey with a flying spear from the outside, sending Nickles crashing to the mat! Davey quickly gets to his feet and runs to Billy, and connecting with a spear sending Mitchell down crashing to the mat! Davey now with the momentum climbs to the top rope and it's a flying headbutt on Billy Mitchell he goes for the cover!
Hanks: DAVEY WITH THE COVER!!
FBI: COME ON!!!
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Mystery: That was a close one!
FBI: Come on Davey!!
Just then Georgia Nickles comes crashing down on the two men with an elbow drop the ref breaks the count. Nichols now lifts up Davey and hits him with a DDT! She gets back to her feet and hits Mitchell with a leg drop, she then rolls Mitchell to the corner of the ring, runs to the ropes and hits Billy with a baseball slide, sending him crashing down to the floor outside. Georgie wasting no time now gets back up and as Davy is trying to get to his feet she hits him with a drop kick. She runs to the ring corner and climbs the turnbuckle. She turns her back toward Davey, then balancing into position, She leaps catching a spectacular amount of air on this moonsault I'll need to come crashing down but Davey gets his knees up just in time knocking the wind out of nickels. As Georgia rolls over holding her stomach in pain, Lennox rolls out the ring and stomps over toward Mitchell who is getting to his feet. Davey goes to grab Billy, but Billy hits Davey with an upper cut, sending him stepping back a few steps. Davey then comes back with a right hand of his own! Connecting to Billy's jaw sending him back a step.
Mitchell then sends a hrd right hand of his own! Davey comes back again with another. Billy and Davey latch onto each other and start pounding away at the others face with right fists. The crowd is on their feet cheering for these two gladiators!! As these two men are going at it they are caught off guard by Georgia Nickles who comes flying over the top rope with a sunset flip crashing into the two men sending them all down to the floor!
The crowd is on their feet roaring with excitment!!! Georgie is first to her feet, she pulls up Mitchell rolling him into the ring. She then turns around and starts to stomp on Davey’s ribs a few times and then kicks him in the stomach, sending him rolling over in pain. She the rolls into the ring gets to her feet and standing before her is a pissed off BIlly Mitchell. He quickly wraps his arms around her waste, it's a belly-to-belly suplex sending Georgia flying across the ring! The big man now back to his feet, walks over to Nickles and dead lifts her into a Belly to back suplex, sending her crashing down! Mitchell now turns his focus to Davey on the outside who is getting to his feet. BIlly slides under the ropes on the opposite side of the ring as Lennox. Billy starts to run in the direction as Davey, He comes around the ring as Davey is just getting to his feet and hits him with a 3:10 to YUMA!!!!! flipping Davey’s body into the air!
Mystery Man: 3:10 to YUMA!!!!!
Hanks: He needs him in the ring, now. You cant pin him outside!
The crowd is going crazy! Mitchell now picks up Davey with all his might and rolls him into the ring. Billy slides in and goes to make the cover but is caught again by a baseball slide from Georgie Nickles!! Georgie goes for the cover now.
FBI: NO!
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Mitchell breaks the count!!!
Hanks: That was a close one!
Mystery Man: These 3 athletes are putting it all on the line tonight!!
Now, Mitchell gets to his feet now, and pull Georgie up into postion and power bombs her to the mat! Billy then covers Davey himself.
Hanks: Another pin!
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Mystery Man: That was a close one!! But they had taken too long to pin Davey.
FBI: Thats why Woddy is losing this match!
Mitchell slams the mat in anger, too much time had been wasted and Lennox was able to kick out! Mitchell now up to his feet Stomps down on Lenox as he tries to get up. Georgie then rolls over to the corner in pain. Mitchell picks up Lennox’s bruised and battered body, he throws his arm over his shoulder and hits a snapmare suplex on the big man, crashing him down onto the canvas. Meanwhile Georgie starts to climb the turnbuckle. Billy gets to his feet and as He stands over Davey, Nickles comes flying off the top rope and connecting with a missle drop kick to the back of Mitchell which sends him flying forward and smashing into the mat! Georgie is now riled up runs and does a senton bomb onto Billy Mitchell!
Hanks: Georgie Nickles is on fire!!
FBI: let's see if she's smart enough to capitalize on this momentum!
Back up to her feet now, she once again climbs to the top rope! Davey Lennox is trying to pull himself up now using the ropes. Georgie wasting no time now jumps hitting a 450 splash onto Billy Mitchell!!! georgie holds onto her stomach in pain, but quickly rolls Bill over on to his back and goes for the pin!!
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Mystery Man: That was a close one!
FBI: You see what I mean?! Davey is on point tonight!
The feed cuts to a split-screen; on the other side, there's a camera in the locker room that zooms out to show the current United States Champion, Ace King, watching the match intently on a monitor.
Mystery Man: Looks like we have a very interested observer tonight, but the question is why...
FBI: No shit, the question's why. Is he just seeing who he doesn't have to fuckin' defend it against next?
Colin Hanks: ...Why, as in why isn't he focused on the Insanity Cage instead?
Mystery Man: ...Why don't we come back to the match?
Davey saves the match just in the nick of time, shoving Nickles off of Mitchell! Davey rises to his feet and he looks enraged!! He starts stomping away at Nickles! then turns and starts stomping away at Mitchell!! He then runs to the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault onto Mitchell!! Davey now back to his feet, Runs to the ropes again and hits another springboard moonsault onto Nickles!!! Davey then slides to the outside, he goes under the ring and then tosses two chairs into the ring, he then pulls out a table and sets it up long ways from guard rail to ring apron.
Lennox then slides back into the ring, and picks up a chair and smashing it down onto the back of Georgie Nickles!! He then takes the same chair and swings it down to the back of Billy Mitchell!!! Davey wasting no time sets up both steel chairs in sitting position across from each other making a bridge with the seats. He lifts up the lifeless body of Georgie and lays her back across the two chairs all the rest of her body hangs off. He then in a hurry runs to the corner and climbs the ropes. He balances himself and leaps into the air hitting a senton bomb and crashing onto the body of Georgie Nickles and the two steel chairs!!! The crowd errupt into a “HOLY SHIT!” chant! GEorgie is out cold as it seems! Davey is screaming in pan holding his back! But he gains his composure and goes in for the cover on Nickles!!!!!
Hanks: OH MY!!!!
Mystery Man: She has to be broken in half!!!
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FBI: NO WAY!!!
Hanks: the resilience of this woman is amazing! She has the heart of a lion!
The crowd erupt into a massive roar of cheers! They can’t believe she just kicked out from that!!! Billy is Now trying to get to his feet. Davey sits up on his knees infuriated he yells at the ref holding up three fingers in The Ref waves his hand no holding up two fingers! Lennox punches the mat and gets to his feet. Just as Mitchell has gotten to his feet. Billy turns Davey around and smashes his forearm into his face! The big man stumbles back then sending a forearm of his own!
The two giants start to trade blows back and fourth once again, giving Nickles just enought time to get to her feet. She is dazed but sees whats going on she hits the ropes and comes up from behind Davey and chop blocks his knee! Sending the big man down to the mat holding his knee screaming in pain!! Billy sees her getting to her feet and tries to boot her in the face , Georgie ducks, hits the ropes, coming back to Mitchell, as he turns around, she hits a hurricanrana!!! Flipping this giant of a man over and down to the mat!! She locks it in for pin!
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Hanks: They are all putting in on the line tonight!
Mystery Man: Much respect to all 3 of these competitors!
Billy Mitchells strength is too much for Georgie and sends her flying off of him. She is up faster then he is and as Mitchell rolls over to his hands and knees, Georgie hits a running knee to Mitchells face knocking him over. Billy is angry now and starts top get back up, he gets to one knee, as he does he realizes Georgie is waiting and ready! She runs, and jumps hitting SHINNING ANARCHY!!!! Laying Mitchell out cold! She gets to her feet and see Davey having trouble getting to his feet, the knee has been damaged. Nickles pushing him back into the corner and starts hammering away at him, wigth all her might she lifts him up onto the turnbuckle. She gets up with him, then standing him up! Both athletes are now standing on the turnbuckle, she is holding Lennox up who has been dazed. She jumps wraps her legs around his head for a hurricanrana but is blocked and Davey hits a top rope power bomb and they both go crashing down to the bottom of the mat!!!!
Hanks: all three athletes are down!
FBI: Come on Davey!!!! GET UP!
Davey slowly Gets to his feet, He looks around the ring, Mitchell is laid out and barley coming to. Davey looks at Georgie. He Lifts up Georgie now, into power bomb position! He runs with her to ropes, but when he tries to throw her, she locks her legs, and his a hurricanrana flipping Davey over the ropes and sending him crashing down through the table outside!! She lands on the ring apron, she looks into the ring Mitchell is getting to his feet, She gets in the ring, runs towards the large man, jumps and hits SHINNING ANARCHY!!!!!!!!!
Hanks: She covers him!!!
Mystery man: This is it!!
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The crowd erupts into cheers!!!
DING DING DING
Hanks: This underdog defeated two giant men, and is going on after the US title!!
Nina: Here is your winner!! Georgie THE REAL REBEL! NICKLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She gets to her feet and raises her hands in the air! The crowd is going wild!
Hanks: What a phenomenal match that was!
Mystery Man: All three athletes should be proud!
Hanks: Thats right, and I hope the US champ was watching tonight, because they have got a challange set ahead for them, with Georgie Nickles!
Georgie continues to celebrate in the ring! Billy Mitchell rolls out of the ring holding his head as Davey still lays unconscious in the carnage outside the ring.
We cut backstage as "Big Bad Wolf" by In This Moment played and Shelley Silver is standing by a monitor, shaking her head. The song continuing to play as she spoke.
Shelley Silver: You know, you can say something, fully meaning to mean it one way. That's fine. It's just that… nothing has just one singular meaning. Just like there is more than one way a title can be tarnished.
It's not all about successful defenses and the willingness to defend it. Case in point, Ace is willing to defend the United States a lot more than they allow him to. Just like the number of times that my good friend Griffin Hawkins was actually allowed to defend the Television Championship during his legendary reign.
When I held the United States Championship, I was very vocal about wanting to defend it a lot sooner than they allowed me to. Otherwise, I just didn't feel like a true champion.
That being said, I heard you, Ashley. Loud and clear. It's just that… reality is more than the words that we say and what we choose to believe. When I first heard your challenge, my gut reaction was to declare that I would only face you if it were X-Division style matchup. But then…
Shelley tapped her temple with a knowing smile on her face.
Shelley Silver: I thought about it. I put the whole situation into perspective. This does actually go all the way back to the last Rumble in the Bronx. Nostalgia refused to fight back that night and made me look like a fool. I may as well have been facing a Crash Test Dummy.
Insult number one.
Next, you have the audacity to suggest that Ace was working on his own when he said that he would even take me out if he had to win the Rumble.
Shelley curled her finger, motioning for the camera to come closer as it zoomed in.
Shelley Silver: Do you really believe that Ace said that on his own volition?
Oh no, no, no. I told him to say that shit. I put that into his head. Had I not even brought it up, we would have just done our best to ignore each other and keep our fingers crossed that someone else would eliminate the other, so we wouldn't have to deal with the possibility of facing one another.
But no, I insisted. I said that it would make both of us look more powerful and ruthless if we were willing to actually go toe-to-toe with each other. A show of not only trusting each other but trusting that we know that we both could take it physically. Not to mention, we trusted that our relationship was strong enough to survive if it had just so happened that one eliminated the other.
So by suggesting that Ace doesn't respect me by saying what he did going into that match is insult number two.
This time you've really taken the cake though, Nostalgia. You still don't want to face me yourself. So you send in your barely trained girlfriend to do your dirty work.
Shelley rolled her eyes, giving a mocking slow clap.
Shelley Silver: So manly of you. So… respectable.
Fuck you both, no match.
Shelley raised her middle finger with a sneer as the scene faded to black.
LUMBERJACK MATCH
Megan Treamon
Vs Draco Lazarus
Mystery Man: We just witnessed a hard fought battle to crown the new #1 contender for the United States Title.
Hanks: Now we will see the fans cheering for a new owner of the FSW MITB Briefcase.
FBI: It’s a tough call. Robina is deliciously evil. Yet Draco is arguably the greatest thing to ever happen to FSW.
Hanks: According to him and no one else.
Mystery Man: Let’s not forget, Robina Hood has put her FSW career on the line here tonight. If she fails to become the enw FSW MITB holder, she will no longer be able to fired from the Future Stars of Wrestling roster.
Dobrev: The following contest is a LumebrJack Match. If Robina Hood wins, she becomes the FSW MITB Briefcase Winner. If Draco Lazarus Wins… Robina Hood must leave FSW.
A spotlight shines on center stage until “The Gold Standard” Draco Lazarus steps into it. He stops, crosses both arms. He points the Golden Cane at a few fans and starts to berate a few fans before pulling it back and putting it down. He acts as if he is a conductor, with his Middle Fingers, waving them around to the crowd to match the beat.
Dobrev: Introducing…God’s Gift to EWC...hailing from Miami, Florida... “THE Gold Standard” DRAAAACOOOOO LAZZZZZARUSSSSSS!
As Nina Dobrev announced Draco, the rest of Collateral Damage make their way to the ramp.The Gold Standard” Draco Lazarus starts throwing Monopoly Money into the crowd. He acts like he is going to High Five a fan, but pulls his hand away and runs it through his hair. He hops onto the apron, goes through the ropes, and circles the ring announcer a few times. While Collateral Damage members post up in his corner, belittling the fans as they Boo the hired hands. He begins “Making it Rain,” on the Ring announcer then the ref with the rest of his Monopoly Money. He points into the crowd and yells “You Poor People SUCK!” Then he grabs the mic from the hands of Nina Dobrev. Draco knocks on the mic, then blows it causing a horrid noise.
Draco Lazarus: INDIANAPOLIS...Which of course is Spanish for The Dumpster Capital of the World.
The fans rain down Boos just like he wanted. Draco snickers, thumbs his nose then…
Draco Lazarus: Now you all saw me prove that I am the Greatest Thing to ever happen to FSW when I won that Battle Royal. NOW…
Draco does an excited little jump,circling his fists around.
Draco Lazarus: Now the real fun starts. And since I am in such a good mood, I bought a special guest. Alright you phone drones, look for a few seconds while I present, the sexiest women ever to grace Acapella….FAT PATRICIA….
The famed Acapella singer Fat Patricia struts down the ramp, waving like the Miss Universe winner she is. Draco claps vigorously, Happy gets on the apron, opening the ropes for her. She squeezes his ass before entering the ring. Draco and Fat Patricia circle each other in some weird sultry animalistic manner. Happy clears his throat, Draco stops, looks over to him, then snickers and gives a sinister smirk before addressing anyone listening.
Draco Lazarus: Fat Patricia. What song will you be performing for these unworthy blue collar peasants?
Fat Patricia: WELL Draco. I thought long and hard about the other night you asked this favor. Then I thought about what song on the walk down the ramp. And I think the best song to fit this life like Funko Pop would be Cry Me a River by that sweet hunk Justin Timberlake. But that might change.
Draco Lazarus: That makes sense because she has been crying about not getting a rematch for the better half of a year.
Draco’s stupid grin morphs into a smug look of intensity..
Draco Lazarus: To end this sham of a career. Look what happened when some talent finally came to FSW. 205 five days on top has been replaced with 205 days of mediocrity. Oh how the not so mighty have fallen. Now it is time for one last thing before I do you Uprising a favor and exercise this demon.
Happy signals for Fat Patricia to come back down, she does, then stands to the back by the barricade. Draco walks over, and is handed something by Frankie Romono. He walks to the center of the ring, then puts on the Panda Mask before throwing the mic at Nina Dobrev.
Mystery Man: Draco Lazarus has had mixed results of late. Big wins over Candy and Stiches on Prime as well as win on BRAWL. Yet he has lost every match since FSW became Uprising.
FBI: It’s a conspiracy. They are scared of Draco’s star power. So they tell all the refs to count slow.
Hanks: Yeah, sure. Whatever helps Draco sleep at night.
Dobrev: AND HIS OPPONENT, HAILING FROM SHERWOOD FOREST...SHE IS A FORMER FSW CHAMPION….ROBINA HOOD!
They say we wanted attention
Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela, along with a momentary flash of bright light, immediately caused an incredibly loud, and mostly positive, response from the tonight's audience as red petals rain down from the ceiling of the arena. A purple-haired lady comes through the black curtains, black jacket proudly draped over her shoulders and, instantly knowing that she is Robina Hood, the people in attendance begins to become even louder with their cheers. The forest-dweller throws her arms up high in the air, her forefingers pointing out towards the sky. This causes the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the stage floor, revealing her military-styled red dress - with a translucent portion in the front of the skirt - to the cameras and generated a lot of wolf whistles from the men and lesbians in attendance, before confidently beginning to walk down the ramp, keeping her distance from the people in attendance while doing so. She didn't waste much time in getting to ringside, up the ring steps and onto the ring apron. But instead of immediately entering the ring Miss Hood partly sat down on the middle rope and glanced towards the crowd, giving him a happy looking smile before finally entering the ring. Shortly after entering the ring Robina did a 270 degrees spin and punched the air at the moment “watch me ignite” escaped the P.A. System, electing an even louder response from the people in attendance tonight.
Mystery Man: Robina Hood can either walk away an FSW Title contender again or will make her last moves in an FSW ring.
Hanks: Robina may not be as liked as Otaki, but the FSW fanbase will be sad to see arguable the greatest FSW competitor of all time sent packing by someone like Draco Lazarus.
FBI: Her violent streak is stuff of legend.
Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a One Fall Lumberjack Match for the FSW MITB Briefcase. Please welcome the Uprising Lumberjacks.
One by one the music of FSW stars hit as they make their way to the ring. First is Kyle Gautier, followed by Maurice Yensman, Melody Malone, Faith Rivers, Bob, The Mercenary, Steve “Ironman” Barnes, Kaden Kessler, Leigh Matthews, Lofa Lua, Jasmine Powers, and Courtni Masters. David Scott and Smokey Jones are the last two Lumberjacks, standing next to the first Lumberjack, Kyle Gautier.
DING DING DING
Draco knocks on the Panda mask, taunting Robina as they circle the ring. Robina is not shaken by his mind games, charges. Draco charges, goes for a Clothesline, but Robina ducks it, then in the heat of the battle, instinctively goes for a Spinning Back Fist, but catches herself, remembering the Panda Mask, giving Draco a second connect with a Dropkick sending her into the corner. Draco charges, going for a High Knee, but Robina ducks under it. As Draco lands Robina goes on the offensive with a Jumping Butt Bump. Draco grabs his gut, Robina is about to go for a European Uppercut on instinct. Instead, she kicks Draco square in the family jewels. Draco drops to his knees, calling her bad names. Robina backs up a few steps then charges, unfortunately, it is the corner where Collateral Damage members are posted up. As Robina is about to connect with a Running Butt Bump to the head of Draco, Happy, and Frankie pull him out of the ring. Sarah Roberts and David Miller are the first to the scene. Frankie and Happy let go of Draco and back up with their hands up. Meanwhile Robina Hood is sprinting toward the ropes,so when Kyle Gautier, Fait Rivers, and Bob go to push Draco into the ring, it is too late, Robina leaps, they see it and back away in time as Draco turns and Robina sends him crashing into the barricade with a Suicide Dive.
Sarah Roberts and David Scott are more than happy to grip up Draco Lazarus a little harder than necessary, pushing him into the apron. This is when Collateral Damage members get aggressive, but realize this would not be the time. Scott and Roberts rolls Draco into the ring. The Mercenary and Leigh Matthews step to “help” Robina into the ring, but she beats them to the punch quickly sliding into the ring, looking to keep the offensive going.
Mystery Man: And we get our first taste of Lumberjack action.
FBI: They should give Scott and Roberts the boot for abusing their power. Did you see how excessive that was?
But Draco beats her to it, right there to stomp on her back as she enters the ring. Then drops a series of Elbows to the back of Robina. Then a punt kick to the head. He flips her over onto her stomach before making his way to the top rope. As she holds her back, still hurting from the hell she was put through the previous week, Draco gets to the top, sets, leaps, and goes for the Double Foot Stomp onto the back, but Robina spidey senses tingle, and rolls out of the way just in time. Draco turns and charges, but Robina counters and sends him to the mat with a Snap Scoop Powerslam. She delivers a series of stomps to the gut of Draco. Otaki then sits on Draco’s chest for the “mind games” pinfall attempt.
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Draco pushes Robina off
Mystery Man: These two are well known for playing mind games with their opponents.
Hanks: Seems Robina’s worked a little better.
Draco rushes to his feet, kicks the ropes in frustration, turning and pointing at Robina, but Robina comes in with a Butt Bump that sends him into the ropes, then follows with a Dropkick that sends Draco through the ropes.
FBI: She is cheating. She is supposed to keep the action in the ring.
Collateral Damage help him to his feet, Happy handing him something that he stuffs in his tights. They go to help him back in the ring before the other Lumberjacks get their hands on him, but Robina is right there and nails Draco right under the mask with a Baseball Slide sending him to the ground. This time Smokey Jones and Steve “Ironman” Barnes grip Draco up and roll him into the ring. Robina grabs Draco, first trying to remove the mask, she gets one clasp undone, but Draco grabs her hand, and pulls her down , driving her chin into the mask. Dazed for a second, Draco pops up Spinboards off the ropes, and connects with a Disaster Kick. Draco goes for the cover.
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The ref informs Draco Robina’s foot has been on the ropes. He gets in the refs face, accusing him of cheating. He belittles the ref for a few more seconds before turning back to Robina. He grabs her shoulder, goes to spin her around. But when he does Robina blows RED MIST into the face of the Panda Mask. Draco lets out a muffled scream as he drops to his knees, trying to wipe off the mist. He drops and rolls to the outside of the ring, thinking he is near Collateral Damage but he isn’t. Lofa Lua and Melody Malone grab Draco and roll him into the ring. Finally he takes off the Panda Mask and throws it into the crowd. He turns, right into a Bitch Slap from Robina.
Hanks: Robina has outsmarted Draco once again. She is fighting for her FSW career here. I expect she will every trick she has in her sleeve.
Robina follows up with a Headbutt to the bridge of the nose, and finishes the combo off with a Spinning Back Fist, knocking Draco to the mat. As Draco sits up, Robina delivers a chop to the back, then follows with a football kick to the chest, then closes the combo out with a running senton. She locks in Deanimation. Draco is struggling as Robina squeezes the life out of him. He is trying to find a way out but can’t break Robina’s deathlock. He looks like he might tap, until Frankie Romono and Happy grab a foot and drag him under the ropes. Robina is livid in the ring. It takes a few seconds for the horde of Lumberjacks to get to Draco and get him back in the ring, giving Happy enough time to hand something to Draco, which he stuffs in his trunks. The Lumberjacks toss Draco back into the ring, and make sure Collateral Damage is back against the barricade, unable to interfere again.
Mystery Man: It looks like Collateral Damage had a game plan for this match.
Hanks: Yeah but the other lumberjacks have made sure that is put to an end.
FBI: They should be reprised for their abuse of power and treatment of Draco.
Robina grabs Draco, goes to pull him up, but he counters with a thumb to the eye, then Dark Matter. He goes for the cover.
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Robina kicks out.
Mystery Man: Draco Lazarus with a nearfall. No surprise it was a dirty tactic.
FBI: It was legal. Don’t judge him.
Draco uses these few seconds to yell at the crowd and tell them how much better he is than them. He points to his head, indicating he is smarter too, then pulls out a pair of Brass Knuckles. He puts them on turns, but he gave Robina a window, and in that window, Robina pulled Brass Knuckles from her cleavage. Robina and Draco simultaneously strike each other with the Brass Knuckles, both of their foreheads’ trickling blood as they hit the ground.
FBI: Great minds think alike. These are two classy competitors so that doesn’t surprise me.
Hanks: Well they surprised each other. Now we know what Happy gave Draco, and this is a notorious Robina tactic
Mystery Man: These two are more alike than many would care to admit.
It takes baker’s dozen of seconds before they start getting to their feet. They get to their feet at the same time, Robina goes to strike first, but Draco blocks it, he goes for his haymaker, but Robina ducks it. Robina goes again, but Draco ducks it, and nails Robina with a kidney strike. Then a kick to the back of her knee, then takes her to the mat with a One Handed Bulldog. He grabs Robina and begins unloading on her with the brass knuckles, forming a crimson mask, before pushing her head to the ground. Dracos throws his arms out, taunting the crowd, telling them to say goodbye to Robina.
When he turns, he turns Pale as a Ghost when he sees Robina standing right in his face. Robina smears the blood from her face onto his face. Draco screams like a child, drops the mat, and tries rolling out of the ring, wiping the blood feverishly with his hands, yelling variations of Gross combined with expletives. But the Lumberjacks don’t let his tantrum continue as Maurice Yensman leans on to the barricade, doing nothing but watching Kyle Gautier and Jasmine Powers push Draco back into the ring.
Mystery Man: Again Robina strikes with the mind games. This time against the weak constitution of Draco.
FBI: THAT IS NOT HYGENIC MYSTERY MAN! THAT’S HOW DISEASE IS SPREAD! READ A BOOK!
Robina grabs Draco, pulling him to his feet, she whips him hard into the corner with enough force than he falls to mat, leaning against the corner. Robina Hood keeps the offensive going with a Stinkface to Draco seated in the corner. She goes for the cover.
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The ref sees Draco foot atop the rope, so he taps on Robina’s shoulder to inform her.
Mystery Man: Draco Lazarus’s ring instincts saved him there
Robina wastes no time, continuing the offensive with multiple stomps while circling the body of Draco. The last stomp on the ankle. Robina grabs the top turnbuckle, quickly climbs up to the second turnbuckle, then leaps going for a Double Stomp but Draco manages to roll out of the way at the last second. Draco lunges, connecting with a Clothesline, starting the Golden Ratio, after a Back Elbow, takes Robina to the mat with Diving Somersault Stunner. He goes for the cover.
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Mystery Man: Draco with a Nearfall.
Hanks: Sometimes we forget behind all that arrogance is a talented wrestler.
Draco yells accusations of a Slow Count in the face of the ref. A few more excuses and expletives later, he turns to point to Robina, but she is not there. Somehow, Draco notices Robina at the last second as she comes at him with a Discuss Double Axe Handle, and ducks the impact, driving his shoulder into the gut of Robina. She staggers back a step giving him enough time to grab her, and drive her to the mat with the Gold Star. Draco goes for the cover.
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NO Robina gets a shoulder up.
Hanks: The fans are actually cheering Robina as survives one of Draco’s most dangerous moves.
FBI: Thesen damn slow counts. We need to call Alex Jones to have him investigate this conspiracy.
Draco can’t believe it, he is so shocked he doesn’t even berate the ref, instead pulling the beautiful blond locks from his scalp. He gets up holding his face doing his best Home Alone impression then grabs the ropes and shakes them vigorously. Finally he walks back over to Robina, grabs her by the hair, dragging her to knees. He slaps her back, about to go for a DDT, but she pushes her off of time, and into the ropes. Draco comes back going for a Clothesline, but Robina ducks it. Draco turns and comes charging back, but Robina is ready and counters with a Reverse STO into the middle turnbuckle. Robina taunts Draco a bit as she begins to remove the padding from the top turnbuckle. She grabs the head of Draco, dragging him up, then slamming his head into the exposed turnbuckle repeatedly. She lets go, and backs up, Draco takes a few steps out, puts up his dukes, then falls face first onto the mat. Robina grabs Draco, pulling him up so he is sitting on his knees, then proceeds to lock in a Dragon Sleeper. As she clenches tighter and tighter, Draco struggles more and more trying to break her grip. The ref checks on him but he refuses to quit, this is when Robina shakes back and forth vigorously. Now she really has Draco in trouble, the ref checks again but Draco spits at him. Draco feels Robina’s hair, grabs a handful and yanks down, causing a brief respite from the tension. Draco uses his leg strength up push himself up and over Robina, and take her down with a Modified Cutter. Both competitors are down.
FBI: It is that genius and athleticism that make Draco Lazarus the greatest thing to ever happen to FSW.
Hanks: Spare me.
Draco and Robina both begin to stir about a minute later.
Draco is the first to his feet, he charges, goes for a Running High Knee, but Robina evades the impact at the last second. Robina spits the BLOOD MIST into his eyes. He wipes at them again as Robina then follows with a Headbutt, then drives her knee into the gut of Draco, and finishes it off with a Fallaway Slam. Robina kips up to her feet, heads to the corner, making her way to the top turnbuckle. She sets herself, raises her hands high in the air, leaps, and comes down on Draco Lazarus with an Macho Man-esque Elbow Drop. She goes for the pin.
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Mystery Man: ROBINA HOOD was a split second from victory there.
Hanks: Failure is not an option for her Mystery Man.
Robina wastes no time with shock or frustration, she smells blood so she goes to lock in the Deanimation again. This time Draco won’t escape. He tries by grabbing at her arms, he tries reaching the ropes, he tries calling for Collateral Damage but can’t form words or signals. The ref checks a few times but he refuses. Until the fourth time, the fourth time the pain is too much.
TAP!!
TAP!!
TAP!!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: Here is your Winner and the new FSW MITB Briefcase Holder….ROBINA HOOD!Mystery Man: She did It! Robina Hood has saved her career and won the Briefcase in one foul swoop.
Hanks: She has wanted this FSW Title shot for months, and now she can have it whenever she wants.
The ref goes to raise Robina hand but thinks better of it, instead handing her the FSW MITB Briefcase instead. Robina walks over and taunts Draco with the briefcase. Giving him the death stare, she decides that wasn’t enough and attacks Draco with the briefcase. Some of the Lumberjacks, despite enjoying seeing Draco get his just dessert, head into the ring to ripe Robina away, while others made sure Collateral Damage didn’t intervene.
The MacTron lights up in the darkened stadium to show a white background with a small counter in front. Nothing happens for a moment before Elmo comes walking into frame behind the camera and stops, looking over to see the camera.
Elmo: “Oh, hi there EWC fans!”
Elmo pauses to laugh and allow applause.
Elmo: “Elmo hopes you've been enjoying Night of Champions so far. Elmo thinks the men and women of EWC are very brave and talented. Elmo doesn't think he could do what they do and he wants to remind all the boys and girls out there to remember not to try any of this at home either.”
Elmo lets out another one of his laughs.
Elmo: “Be safe everybody! Bye bye!”
Voice: “Wait a minute, Elmo.”
The camera pulls back as The Rascal, Liam Mason steps into frame beside the counter.
Elmo: “Oh look everybody. It's FSW's new recruit Liam Mason.”
Liam: “That's right. Hi there Elmo.”
Elmo: “Hello Liam.”
Liam: “Before you go, Elmo, I wanted to remind everyone to tune into Uprising on September fourth where I will be making my official debut.”
Elmo: “Oh, wow! Who will you be facing, Mr. Rascal?”
Liam: “Oh Elmo. Mr. Rascal was my father, you can just call me Rascal. I'll be stepping into the ring with a loofah.”
Elmo: “Elmo doesn't think that's right.”
Liam: “Well that's ok, Elmo because I honestly don't give a shit about what you think is right.”
Liam turns to smile wide at the camera as Elmo's puppet mouth just drops open.
Liam: “That's September fourth Uprising, live from Cow Palace in Daly City, California. And that match will be brought to you by the letter F.”
Elmo: “It will?”
Liam: “That's right, Elmo. Because I plan to fuck some shit up.”
Liam grins and gives the camera a big thumbs up. The puppeteer for Elmo stands up from behind the desk, shaking his head at Liam who doesn't move from his frozen pose.
Puppeteer: “You are all sorts of wrong.”
The man walks off with Elmo, Liam still holding perfectly still before the MacTron finally cuts back to the logo.
FUTURE STARS
#1 CONTENDER MATCH
David Scott
Vs Smokey Jones
Fog begins to crawl over the arena as Blueberry Yum Yum by Ludacris plays throughout the arena. A wall of smoke begins to rise from the stage and Smokey Jones slowly walks through the smoke stopping at the top of the ramp. He looks out into the crowd throwing his arms above his head. He grabs a blunt resting on his ear and takes a lighter out of his pocket lighting it up. He takes a hit and blows smoke out yelling "You Can't Beat the Good Stuff".
Nina Dobrev: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and the winner will become the sole number one contender for the FSW Championship. Introducing first, standing in at 6 feet three inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds residing from Boulder, Colorado, "The Messiah of Smoke" Smokey Jones!
Smokey Jones makes his way down the ramp continuing to hit his blunt and interacting with his fans. Once ringside he finds a lucky fan to hand the blunt too before climbing up to the ring steps. He walks to the middle of the apron and wipes his feet on the mat before stepping into the ring. He makes a slow walk around the ring before falling to his knees and throws his arms out to the side while shouting out "The Messiah of Smoke"
Nina Dobrev: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and the winner will become the sole number one contender for the FSW Championship. Introducing first, standing in at 6 feet three inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds residing from Boulder, Colorado, "The Messiah of Smoke" Smokey Jones!
Smokey Jones makes his way down the ramp continuing to hit his blunt and interacting with his fans. Once ringside he finds a lucky fan to hand the blunt too before climbing up to the ring steps. He walks to the middle of the apron and wipes his feet on the mat before stepping into the ring. He makes a slow walk around the ring before falling to his knees and throws his arms out to the side while shouting out "The Messiah of Smoke"
A double-tap of drums leads into the heavy chords of Zack Tempest’s “Slow Death,” bringing the crowd to its feet with an explosive and deafening ovation. The lights of the Lucas Oil Arena pulsate in time with the cadence while a single black strobe behind the curtain silhouettes the form of David Scott as he strides out onto the stage, drawing even more fervor from the fans. Hands on his hips, the “Toughest Bastard in the Business” walks up to the top of the ramp and stares out over the scene. Twisting his head to pop the bones in his neck, Scott marches down towards the ring, wringing his wrists and cracking his knuckles. Almost absently, he reaches out to slap a hand or bump a fist, but his eyes never leave the ring.
Nina Dobrev: Introducing second, from Anaheim, standing six feet tall and weighing two hundred thirty five pounds ... DAVID ... SCOTT!
Breaking into a sudden run, Scott dives beneath the ropes and pops to his feet, storming over to the far corner and hauling himself up to throw a fist in the air. The reaction is immediate as thousands of fists rise in response, alongside a bellowing roar from the crowd. Leaving it at that, Scott drops back to the mat and rolls out his neck one last time. Reaching back to grab hold of the ropes, he lunges forward to stretch his shoulders before moving to the center of the ring and placing his hands back on his hips, an intense stare directed towards the stage as the music fades out and the lights return to normal.
Nina Dobrev: Introducing second, from Anaheim, standing six feet tall and weighing two hundred thirty five pounds ... DAVID ... SCOTT!
Breaking into a sudden run, Scott dives beneath the ropes and pops to his feet, storming over to the far corner and hauling himself up to throw a fist in the air. The reaction is immediate as thousands of fists rise in response, alongside a bellowing roar from the crowd. Leaving it at that, Scott drops back to the mat and rolls out his neck one last time. Reaching back to grab hold of the ropes, he lunges forward to stretch his shoulders before moving to the center of the ring and placing his hands back on his hips, an intense stare directed towards the stage as the music fades out and the lights return to normal.
MYSTERY MAN: These two men, have been at each other's throats on Uprising, and it all began at the third episode of Uprising when these two men first met to determine the number one contender position for the FSW Championship which ended in a double count out. Then just a few days ago when stuck in a tag-team elimination match, they found themselves alone and David Scott snapped delivering a brutal attack on Smokey going as far as busting his own head open and headbutting Smokey repetitively until both men where unconscious.
FBI: They are sick and clearly, neither of these men should have that chance to be here tonight. One is a clear nut case and should be locked away in a mental home and the other shouldn't have been allowed to wrestle with the extra curricular activities he partakes in.
COLIN HANKS: In Smokey's defense, he does live in California.
FBI: They are sick and clearly, neither of these men should have that chance to be here tonight. One is a clear nut case and should be locked away in a mental home and the other shouldn't have been allowed to wrestle with the extra curricular activities he partakes in.
COLIN HANKS: In Smokey's defense, he does live in California.
MYSTERY MAN: Clearly FBI hasn't been keeping up with Uprising, because both these men have been on a collision course and I cannot think of anything better than here tonight at Night of Champions?!
The lights in the arena dim again and Hustler by Zayde Wolfe begins to play to a loud crowd reception. The Uprising General Manager, Brandon Carter Banks makes his loud and excitement filled way to the stage.
FBI: Now what?
COLIN HANKS: Well it looks like the General Manager of Uprising is here tonight as well.
Brandon Carter Banks: Gentlemen Gentlemen Gentlemen. I know you are wanting to tear into each other right now, and believe me we are going to see that happen. But I wanted to come out here tonight to make sure we don't have any repeats of your history. I am here to make sure there is a clear winner to this match and that means no double count outs, no disqualifications. Just a straight up street fight to determine which one of you two deserve the chance to compete for the FSW Championship. That's right, no rules no nonsense. If you want to end each other's careers that's fine, but I will have a clear contender by the time this match is over. All you need to do is pin your opponent anywhere for that three and you go home victorious. So what are we waiting for? Ring that bell!
DING DING DING
And as the bell rings Brandon Carter Banks disappears to the back and Smokey Jones wastes no time running full speed at david taking him down with a murderous tackle. He begins pumbling David Scott as David puts his arms up to block the barrage of punches coming from the cannabis cannonball. Smokey lets out a roar which sends the crowd into a frenzy as he pulls David to his feet. He grabs him by the back of the head and runs and tosses David over the top rope. Jones doesn't stop the mission he is clearly on as he rolls out of the ring and begins stomping away at David Scott.
MYSTERY MAN: Clearly Smokey Jones on a mission here tonight to get payback for David's actions at the last Uprising.
FBI: Somebody drug test that man, he looks out of it!
COLIN HANKS: He just looks like a man determined to win!
Smokey goes over and yells at one of the crew members at ringside before taking his chair and folding it up. He quickly closes it as he turns, David Scott is back to his feet and runs jumps hitting Smokey with a double forearm smash causing Smokey to drop the chair. Smokey quickly snaps back up and David is ready with a closed fist punch to the top side of Jone's head, followed by another. David has the same look in his eyes as he did last week as he picks up the folding chair. He swings hitting Smokey in the middle of his back. In a moment of vain, David relishes the moment and screams loud as he spins looking at all the fans. As he turns back, Smokey is waiting and throws a punch. As he does this David has the chair held up to block, but Smokey doesn't care and follows through hitting the chair hard and sending the chair back into David's face. Smokey shakes his hand a few times as David clutches his face.
COLIN HANKS: What a powerful fist sending the chair back at David.
MYSTERY MAN: Smokey showing that he as a side to him as well that is willing to risk himself to get the upper hand.
Smokey goes over and scoops David up from behind and hits a hard German suplex to the ground. He grabs David's head and drags him up to his feet. He hits him with a hard right sending David to the ground and he is backing up a bit starting to work his way around the ring and towards the entrance ramp. Smokey grabs David and gut checks him with his knee, and side belly slams him to the hard entrance ramp. He attempts a pin.
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Smokey gets up and sizes David up as David climbs to his feet. Smokey starts to run and David dips down and flips Smokey over his back, flipping and landing hard. David is clearly angry that the match hasn't been going in his favor as he punches the ramp in a fit of rage. He walks past Smokey, kicking him as he walks past. He rips back the curtain next to the stage entrance and begins to go backstage. Smokey is up and in pursuit, as soon as Smokey passes the curtain David Scott is there waiting with a broom. David snaps the room end off and swings the wooden handle at Smokey hitting him in the upper arm. David is backing up swing again and again. Smokey takes each shot to the arm as he continues walking towards David. Each hit leaves a red imprint on Smokey's arm. Finally Smokey catches one of the swings and yanks the handle out of David's hands. David tries for a left and Smokey blocks by grabbing David's fist. He pulls him up quickly towards him and rams his shoulder into David, he pushes him back and pulls him back and another shoulder ram.
FBI: Purple bruises to go with that purple kush he brags about.
COLIN HANKS: Smokey and David are clearly no longer interested in having any domestic match here as they have spilt into the backstage lobbying area with guests and crew workers and they are still having at it.
FBI: That FSW General Manager should be held personally responsible for all this damage.
Smokey lets his fist go and runs at David who again is able to avoid a collision by countering, and using Smokey's own body weight as leverage grabs him by the back of the head and tosses him up and over a catering table.
FBI: NOT THE MUNCHIES! Told you this man is a menace.
MYSTERY MAN: David Scott still holding on, but clearly hasn't been in the right mind as we seen before out of him.
COLIN HANK: David Scott is no stranger to the roller coaster moments in his career. It looks like now is one of those downward hills.
David goes to pick Smokey up but Smokey reaches over and grabs a silver serving platter and swings it at David hitting him. The corner of the platter grazes his eye causing a gouge that begins to bleed. David puts his fingers in it and again, the look of desperation takes shape. He runs his finger over the large cut and licks some of the blood before smearing it on his face like war paint. He runs at Smokey who hooks his arm and hip tosses him over the next table in the row of buffet tables while crew members, and other guests look on horrified.
Smokey is back up and looks over to see Sebastian Conner eating a handful of cherry tomatoes while drinking some type of beverage from a glass. He has on a backstage pass that is given to the Rampage superstars which Smokey notices while also out of breathe.
Smokey Jones: Hey Seabass. That's not the green I said you needed.
He looks over and sees David starting to stir.
Smokey Jones: Good seeing ya, hate to run but I have to take a shit to the bathroom.
Sebastian can't even respond as Smokey rushes over and stomps at David. He pulls David to his feet and high kicks him in the stomach sending David backwards through a door of the men's restroom. David is not wanting to give up easily so he rushes and tackles Smokey into the dividers around the stalls sending both men crashing through them and tearing them down leaving only the toilet standing. David is bleeding good from the cut and both men having large bruises covering their bodies. David gets up and again tackles Smokey into the tile wall. Smokey is up against the tile as he starts dropping hits into the back of a worn out David Scott. Smokey drops a hard elbow to the back of Scott's head causing him to let go of Smokey. Smokey then looks at the toilet and down at a half beaten David. He throws his hands out signaling he is done. He puts David in a powerbomb position. He quickly flips David up, once up Smokey grabs Davids arms and gets him higher up with a hybrid crucifix position to accommodate the bathroom size. The blood running from Scott's eye is falling onto Smokey who drops David with an Up In Smokey back first onto the toilet causing it to bust and water going everywhere. The broken ceramic pieces pierce the back of David Scott as the water flows out making the scene look like that from a horror movie. Smokey manages to cover David.
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MYSTERY MAN: Dear god, he could have killed him.
COLIN HANKS: There's no telling how hurt David Scott is.
DING DING DING
Nina Dobrev: And here is your winner, and sole number one contender to the FSW Championship, Smokey Jones!
The camera cuts backstage and into the locker room of Xavier Reid, Tlatoani Volando is watching the live feed as the FSW Number One Contender match comes to an end and Smokey Jones stands in the ring…
Tlatoani Volando: Ok then, we know who we got at Uprising #006…
Xavier Reid: We will worry about that tomorrow, tonight we have something…
Lisa Goldrush: Bigger…
Tlatoani and Xavier turn around to see FSW’s own Lisa Goldrush standing in the doorway with her camera crew…
Tlatoani Volando: God I love you…
But she walks by Tlatoani without even looking at him and stands before Xavier Reid…
Lisa Goldrush: Tonight Xavier you compete in what has to be your biggest…
Xavier Reid: Match in the EWC, yes that goes without saying and I know I have all the hopes and dreams of the FSW on my shoulders tonight, which is why you are here in my locker room and not that creepy Ace Heart…
Tlatoani Volando: Thank god for that…
Xavier Reid: But don’t take my joking demeanor to think I don’t know just how important this is not only to me but to all of the FSW, I know we don’t get this opportunity often, what two others have stood here where I stand now, with a shot of winning the EWC’s biggest prize and both gave it their all but came up short, I know this, you know this, everyone in the FSW knows this so I am not taking this match lightly and I’m also not doing this just for me…
Lisa Goldrush: Our GM Brandon Carter Banks was on record saying he wasn’t sure that you were the right man for this spot when he first got there but your win over fellow Night of Champions opponent and regning X-Division Champion Nostalgia changed his mind on you…
Xavier Reid: Listen I get it, I don’t make the greatest first impression…
Tlatoani Volando: Your second impression sort of sucks also…
Lisa Goldrush: Yeah third times now a charm either…
Xavier Reid: My point is I get it, it takes people a bit to warm on me but I have picked up the flag from Maggie and Megan before me in our campaign to show that the FSW isn’t just a developmental brand full of tomorrow’s stars...that we are stars now and I get the only way to drive that point home is for me to go out there and walk through the other six champions and toss one of their sorry asses off that top cage through a burning table and walk my ass into Uprising #006 as not only the FSW Champion but also the EWC Undisputed Champion and yes, I know I’m not the favorite out there tonight, that his sold out crowd wants to see Ace King FINALLY break through and win that belt but wouldn’t it be nice not to have a happy ending here tonight, a ending that we never saw coming, a ending where the hero doesn’t win…
Tlatoani Volando: We had that ending it was called WrestleFest and StangleMania…
Xavier Reid: My point is how the hell do the fans still love him, he has been shoved down their throat as their savior, any other place they would boo the shit out of him to the point where the company would have to pipe in cheers and mute the boos from the fans who are tired of seeing the same ‘hero’ pushed over the real talent but I digress, tonight is about me trying to break through that glass ceiling and show the EWC that the FSW isn’t just the feeder system but a legit third brand of true stars and I know the only way to do that is to take that top prize and show up week after week in the FSW...
Lisa Goldrush: With six other champions in this match…
Xavier Reid: It will be no easy task, I know this, we all know that it takes to win on the biggest stage and in a pressure filled match, it’s what makes this match so special and so dangerous. You are putting seven killers in a cage and telling them only one can make it our as THE champion in the EWC, we are all risking not only health in this match but risking the gold belts that got us here, see whoever goes flying off that cage to seal the Undisputed Championship for one of us is facing weeks if not months of healing and the rest of us is one simple slip up from being torn to shreds by barb wire or beaten half to death with any of the weapons that have been added, this match will cost many of us the championship that got us here and it’s worth the risk...that’s how much the Undisputed Championship means to all of us...we are willing to risk EVERYTHING just for the chance...and I know what’s waiting for me...a title defense at Uprising...a briefcase that gives someone a title match whenever they want it...I’m setting myself up for a fall and I’m not thinking twice about it...that’s what becoming the Undisputed Championship to the FSW means to me…
Lisa Goldrush: I haven’t said this much...well ever to be honest with you but Xavier I am rooting for you…
Xavier Reid: Love me or hate me know that tonight I am going out there to make the FSW proud, just as Candy will try to do for Prime, Ace will do for Rampage and Natalie, Griffin, Nostalgia and Amis...well no, Amis is doing this for Amis...he’s a selfish little prick that only loves himself...but the other three are doing this for Brawl...we want to bring the biggest prize back to our home and make it the center focus of the EWC…
Lisa Goldrush: And I can finally tell Ace Heart to eat his heart out…
Xavier Reid: I came here years ago for this moment and when I left I thought there was no way I would ever be here...but I came back and crawled my way back to a place that I used to think was my birthright, that I could walk in and just take but I get it know, you have to earn this spot and I have done just that...i took the road many would have never traveled...I came back and worked my ass of to get here and now that I am I will not let it slip by...I will not let the moment be too big...I know what it takes to survive something like this...it will take a special kind of sickness to thrive in the Insanity Cage and I think I’m the right man for the job…
Tlatoani Volando: Go big or go home cousin…
Xavier Reid: Yes...it’s the Volando way…
Lisa Goldrush: And there you have it, inside the head of Xavier Reid as he gets ready for tonight’s Main Event…
The camera cuts off and Lisa looks at Xavier…
Lisa Goldrush: In all seriousness...good luck out there...you are going to need it…
Tlatoani Volando: What do you say Lisa...our boy beats the odds and wins and you have dinner with me…
Lisa Goldrush: Fine…
She turns and walks out of the room and Tlatoani turns and grabs Xavier by the shoulders…
Tlatoani Volando: Ok...this now is the most important match of your career cousin…
Xavier just shakes his head and pulls away...
Khaos
Vs Frankie Romano
Vs Stitches
Vs Aeon Kronos
Vs El Pablo
Vs Killjoy Ito
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.
Nina Dobrev: And our first competitor. The former two time Indy Champion, Stitches!
Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
FBI: This man my be a clown but he isn't a joke. Stitches is looking to win this match and then cash in to make himself the first ever three time Indy Champion.
The chiming of clocks and gears fills the arena as the crowd begins booing the arrival of The Time Wizard himself.
Nina Dobrev: And his opponent, hailing from The Edge of Time Itself, weighing in at around 180 pounds, he is the Master of Time and TOP finalist…Aeon Khronos!
The fans continue booing, but Aeon pays them no mind as he makes his way to the ring, sliding in with a smirk on his face.
Mystery Man: Aeon Khronos has been looking very good on prime despite not having the best record.
"Fuck It" sounds off on the loudspeakers, starting immediately with the chorus.
"Fuck it! I see you in me!
Fuck it! I feel you in me!
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me!"
Fuck it! I feel you in me!
Fuck it! I’ll heal you in me!"
Out onto the stage walks Frankie Romono, dragging his beloved crutch Dolly behind him. He stands at the top of the stage, and smirks at the crowd. He raises Dolly onto his shoulder and walks down the ramp, slowly, arrogantly. When he gets to the ring he slides Dolly in under the bottom rope, and then he rolls in as well. He picks up Dolly, and looks right into the hard cam. Smiling and waving.
Frankie goes to his corner and hops up into a seated position on the top turnbuckle. A smile still panted on his face.
Nina Debrov: And their opponent, standing at six-foot-one, two hundred seven pounds... TOP finalist, Frankie Romono!
Colin Hanks: There is a lot to not like about Frankie Romono, but he sure is one hell of a competitor. I expect him to makea big splash in this one.
The arena goes pitch black and "Sweet Dreams (Are made of these)" starts to play as a single light shines on to the stage, moments later Khaos walks out slowly, head tilted to the side, laughing as he makes his way slowly down the ramp. He walks up the steps and slowly gets into the ring, laughing the whole time, he removes his coat and sits in the corner as he waits for his opponent.
Nina Debrov: And their opponent, TOP finalist, KHOAS!
FBI: I like what I have seen from Khaos, he has a high chance of stealing this one.
Spotlights scan across the darkened arena as a lone voice hollers from the speakers, cracking under the weight of its own emotion:
“Viva Volando! Vive este momento! Viva la Rainbowlution!!”
Immediately, the intro to “Stronger” by Kanye West hits the sound system, the spotlights now pulsating to match the pounding of the kick drum.
That-that-that that don’t kill me / Can only make me stronger,
Man, I been waitin’ all night now / That’s how long I been on ya!
As the main hook hits, a single burst of rainbow-coloured pyro explodes up from the stage, popping the crowd as they dance beneath a dazzling, dizzying disco light display. As Kanye begins to spit his verse, the curtain parts, and El Pablo bursts out onto the stage, arms outstretched with a huge grin on his face, the top of his mask concealed beneath the hood of his trademark, fur-lined vest.
Nina Debrov: “From the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England… Weighing in at 195lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!
EP pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking in the reaction of the fans and encouraging them to offer even more. After a few moments, he drops to a knee, reaching into the pocket of his vest and pulling out a packet of Skittles. He empties them into his hand, takes a deep breath, then rolls forward, popping back to his feet and “shooting” the candy shells out from his palm towards the camera.
He then charges towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and popping back up in one fluid motion, before bounding over towards the corner and ascending the turnbuckle, throwing his fists into the air in triumph. As the crowd continues to come alive, EP pulls another packet of Skittles from his pocket, tossing back his head and chugging them before hopping back down to the mat. He whips his vest off and tosses it to a crew member, performing a few last-minute stretches against the ropes as his music fades.
Mystery Man: El Pablo could win this alll, Viva La Rainbowlution!
The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racquet in the air. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy. Tommy Love walks up the steps first and enters the ring and walks the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love who exits the ring and stands ringside. A ref comes over and starts telling Tommy he has to go to the back. Tommy cusses up a storm but eventually leaves the ringside area.
Nina Debrov: And lastly, from the land of the rising sun... standing at six-two, two hundred thirty five pounds... Killjoy Ito!
FBI: What type of bullshit is that? Tommy Love should sue!
Colin Hanks: Well, I guess win or lose he did it himself like every other man in the match.
DING DING DING
With the bell all six men roll out of the ring, Khaos and Frankie head up the ramp some and grab the giant ten foot ladder there. Together they use it as a ram and ram it into Ito. They then do the same to Stitches.
Mystery Man: Ouch! Don't forget ladies and gentlemen, all six of these men had matches just last night. One has to think that no one in this match is at, or anywhere close to, one-hundred percent. And those unforgiving ladder shots from Khaos and Romono are sure to be largely affecting those percentages!
Colin Hanks: I'm honestly surprised Khaos and Frankie are even standing right now, Khaos was dumped on his head while Frankie was apart of that ensemble which saw the Prime ring literally collapse in on itself last night!
FBI: Exactly, and its damn smart of my boys there to be using that ladder to fuck everyone else up, then they can hold back a bit and play rock, paper, scissors over the briefcase.
Mystery Man: Something tells me that won't happen FBI, but let's wait and see.
Khaos and Frankie run towards Aeon with the ladder as he is pulling his own ladder into play, their ladder crashes into his right knee. A look of agony falls across his face as he drops down and grabs it. Khaos releases the ladder and begins to ground-and-pound Aeon. El Pablo slides into the ring, rebounds off the ropes and heads straight for the side the three men are at, Frankie looks up as El Pablo leaps over the top rope with a mighty dropkick that sends him flying into the front row! El Pablo kips up, and then shoves Khaos towards a ring post, but Khaos gets his leg up and kicks off of the post, hitting El Pablo with a modified moonsault!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Colin Hanks: What? I don't think I have ever seen that move before.
Mystery Man: That might be a first for me as well.
FBI: That's why I like this kid, so innovative.
On the other side of the ring Killjoy Ito has found his footing and is looking for a ladder. He pulls one out from under the ring, and slides it in the ring. He starts setting it up when Stitches rolls into the ring and stops him. The two trade a few punches back and forth, before Khaos slides into the ring and joins the fray. All three take turns chopping the other in the chest while the crowd cheers them on. Outside the ring, El Pablo is stirring, and has a table from under the ring, he is setting it up.
Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentlemen, this ISN'T a tables match. That table is going to be used for nothing but destruction!
FBI: Yea, the ref needs to do his damn job and take that table away from him!
Colin Hanks: What?
The chopping in the ring has subsided to jaw-jacking forearms, El Pablo slides in and runs at the four men. Pablo drops Khaos with a dropkick and Khaos rolls out of the ring, Ito drags Pablo up and sends him at the ropes, Stitches spins Ito around and kicks him in the midsection and brings in for a DDT. Pablo rebounds off the ropes and comes at Stitches, Pablo leaps and hits a running flying forearm! On the outside Aeon is beginning to stir, slapping his leg to get circulation back into it. Aeon slides into the ring as Pablo is getting up and pushes him out of it between the ropes. Then Aeon sets up the ladder and starts making the slow climb to the top.
Mystery Man: Ladies and Gentlemen, by my count this match has only been going five minutes, yet each and every single competitor is drained from last nights Prime. These men are fighting through pain and fatigue, all for that case above the ring, all for that shot at the coveted Indy Championship, all for the glory of being called the first PRIMETime Ladder Match winner.
Colin Hanks: I tip my hat to each and everyone of them.
Aeon is halfway up the ladder when Stitches grabs the damaged right knee. Stitches climbs two rungs up the ladder while still holding the leg, stitches jumps down off the ladder onto his behind while driving Aeon's knee into his shoulder, sort of with a Sit-Out kneebreaker variation. Aeon writhers around in pain, Stitches grabs his right leg and hits a leg DDT on it, and then starts twisting it sideways. Pablo is back in the ring, and hastily going up the ladder. He is there, hands on the briefcase but NO! Pulled down by Killjoy Ito. Pablo ducks a punch from Ito and runs at the ropes, Pablo springboards off for the moonsault but is intercepted by a dropkick from Ito! Now is Stitches turn, he starts to climb the ladder, but Ito is getting to his feet and is climbing up the opposite side. They trade shots above the ring, Khaos slides into the ring and starts tipping the ladder over! He pushes it sideways, and both Killjoy and Stitches spill out onto the padded concrete ringside!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Colin Hanks: With a fall like that, those men are done for this match I'd assume.
FBI: That looked like it might have hurt.
Khaos fixes the ladder and goes to climb it, in the front row Frankie Romono is beginning to stir. Khaos is within fingertips of the case, the crowd boos loudly! El Pablo grabs Khaos' ankle, but without my behind it. Khaos drops down and kicks Pablo. Khaos rolls him out of the ring and then goes to climb the ladder again, but Frankie Romono is in the ring.
Mystery Man: It is time for the partners to clash!
Khaos and Frankie both go as fast as they can up the ladder, and are soon trading blows up top. Frankie has the striking advantage, but Khaos has the speed edge. After a few clean hits Khaos starts overwhelming Frankie who answers by punching Khaos in the throat! Khaos grabs his throat, Frankie shoves him backwards and Khaos falls off the ladder, out of the ring, crashing to the floor.
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Frankie is reaching for the briefcase when Aeon grabs his ankle and pulls him down. In one fluid motion as Frankie is falling Aeon raises his right knee and catches Frankie under the chin with It with a GTS variation! Frankie looks out cold! Aeon falls backwards, grabbing his knee and screaming in agony.
Mystery Man: Aeon is truly putting his career on the line here, all for that briefcase.
Colin Hanks: You can tell what it means to all of them.
FBI: He's an idiot, that's what he is.
Aeon screams in agony but sees his chance. He slowly climbs the ladder. He nears the top and grabs the briefcase. He looks around at the carnage. Frankie Romono lay still in the ring, Khaos and El Pablo lay still on the outside. Ito and Stitches lay still on their side. Aeon takes in the moment before ripping the case down from its hook. The crowd cheers Aeon, forgetting their dislike of him for a moment in time. The crowd, almost everyone, they all stand, cheering on everyone in the match for what they went through the night before on PRIME and just moments ago in the ladder match. Aeon slowly climbs down, a smile on his face that will be locked on throughout the stands of time. He limps to the ropes, rolls out of the ring and limps to the back after holding up the case one more time.
Nina Debrov: And your winner, and first ever PRIMETime briefcase holder.. Aeon Khronos!
DING DING DING!
TayTay has ran from the back and is helping Frankie out of the ring. Frankie pushes past her to Stitches who is slowly stirring. Frankie starts stomping Stitches and then drags him up near that table El Pablo set up. Frankie flips Stitches with a gut wrench and the powerbombs him through the table! Frankie Romono falls backwards onto his ass, a smile coming over his face. He starts laughing uncontrollably as the camera cuts over the commentary team.
Nostalgia and “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie are walking arm in arm backstage at Lucas Oil Stadium.
Nostalgia: You’re not gonna ask him to sign your boobs right?
Ashley Brizzie: NOOOO. Left butt cheek.
Nostalgia and Ashley share a laugh as they arrive at the destination. They read “GRIFFIN HAWKINS” on the door. Ashley proceeds to do the KnockKnock… KnockKnockKnock ..KnockKnock. A few seconds later Griffin Hawkins opens the door.
“Dreamweaver” Ashley Brizzie: Hey Griffin. Hope this isn’t a bad time. We just wanted to stop by and wish you luck.
Griffin Hawkins: Come on in.
Griffin steps back into the room, allowing the lovebirds to enter his locker room. Nostalgia and Griffin shake hands as he enters.
“Dream Weaver”: So I will break the ice. Griff, can I call you Griff?
She doesn’t wait for his answer.
“Dream Weaver”: Griff, I am a big big fan. I vividly remember when you hit The Holy Diver on Jessica Black and Nirvana to win the TV Title at Rampage 386. THAT WAS AMAZING!
Griffin: Oh yeah..I remember that well, I won the TV Title that night and embarked on the most dominant title reign in EWC History. It's nice that people still remember that moment. But enough about me, I just wanna say that you've been killing it in the X-Division. You've been turning back challenger after challenger, and that is not an easy task to do.
Nostalgia: Wow Man. Thanks. That means a lot coming from a storied Champion like you. The X-Division Title is the title I had my sights set on from Day One. So I am doing my best to make sure the X-Division is represented as it should be. To me, duration of a title reign means nothing without quality defenses, which is what made your TV Title run so historic. You know, your high flying style is a good fit for the X-Division. Ever consider adding that to your impressive resume?
"Dream Weaver": Well Leo, sorry Nostalgia, I am pretty sure Griffin is only thinking as far as doing his best to leave Night of Champions as Undisputed Champion tonight. Griff, I was so happy when you won the International Title. You are such a respectable champion. You would be a great Undisputed Champion.
Griffin: Thanks, that means a lot. As for the X-Division, it is something I've thought about one time or another. It does seem tailor made for my wrestling style...maybe at some point I will enter it, but for now I have things in front of me I have to take care of, being the International Champion...and possibly the Undisputed Champion. But I don't want to look ahead of you Nostalgia, you fought hard just to get into this main event, and I know the competition will be stiff...especially if you're in it.
Nostalgia: You can say that again Griffin. Your style is my Achille's Heel. I have worked hard on my speed and quickness. But it is still the Tortoise and The Hare. Wait...well that would imply I think I am going to win. So it is like a Ferrari versus a Cadillac. But if I was to lose to anyone, you are one of the few I would be happy to call the new Face of EWC.
Griffin: Either way it's gonna be a hell of a main event. Don't listen to a word Amis says, that dude's a moron. It's not about the state of the company today, it's about giving the people a match to remember, just like we are gonna do tonight.
Nostalgia: This will be match of the year without a doubt. There will be Blood. There will be devastation. And there will be a winner. Oh and I proved Amis's premise wrong with mental exercise of mathematics. Now its time for us to show his Undisputed Claim to be null and void with physical aggression.
Griffin: One way or another...we're gonna give the EWC Universe a show of a lifetime, win or lose. For now, I gotta prepare for the match..good luck out there man!
Nostalgia: and to you.
"Dream Weaver": Griff I know this is super cheesy but would you mind?
Ash hands Griffin the poster of his United States Title win at WrestleFest and a green Sharpie. He smiles and laughs a bit.
Griffin: Sure, why not?
He puts his signature on the poster with the sharpie.
Griffin: Here you go, hope you enjoy it.
"Dream Weaver" : Thank you so much Griff. good luck.
Griffin and Nostalgia share a nod of respect before they exit his locker room and cut to ringside for the Tag Team Championship match
EWC TAG TEAM
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Mucho Grande
Vs Rob Garcia & Morgan Darkwater
Hanks: That was one impressive Six Man Primetime Briefcase Ladder Match, those guys laid everything out on the line.
Mystery Man: Also what an interesting exchange we just saw backstage .. However, it’s now time for the EWC Tag Team Championship Match, this one is going to be one hell of a ride.
FBI: I’m saying this now before either team make it out here tonight, the Soldiers of Fortune will retain here tonight, it’s only a matter of when they decide to shut his match down.
‘Walk’ by Pantera begins playing. Carlos Ruiz walks out from the back posing for the crowd in his leather jacket that is zipped halfway up, pink speedo wrestling trunks, pink boots, and Maui Jim sunglasses. He stops on the way to the ring a couple of times to take selfies with the crowd. At the 55 second mark of the song Grizzly Duggan finally walks out.
Dobrev: Weighing in at at combined weight of five hundred and ninety-seven pounds, Carlos Ruiz and Grizzly Duggan, Mucho Grande!!!
Mystery Man: Here comes the Number One Contenders and these two look ready for a fight here tonight.
Hanks: No not a fight, they’re ready to become the NEW EWC Tag Team Champions.
FBI: Not a chance in hell, just watch and see these two don’t even stand a chance, they can’t hold a candle to our EWC Tag Team Champions.
He stares at the crowd and makes his way towards the ring. Once at the ring he grabs the top rope, pulls himself up and steps over the rope and walks to the center of the ring. Carlos slides into the ring and blows kisses to the adoring fans. He smiles as he removes his jacket and sunglasses and hands them to the ringside attendant. Carlos steps in front of Grizzly and squats down in front of him. Grizzly raises both of his hands as three bursts of pyro ignite from each corner in a synchronized fashion.
FBI: You know what that means it’s now time for our greatest Tag Team Champions to make their way to the ring.
The arena goes dark except for the fans cell phones..’Kooda’ by Tekashi69 plays threw out the arena and the crowd erupted in "boo's!" The music hits and the lights come on! Rob Garcia is standing at the top of the stage with Jeff Noon on one side and Morgan Darkwater on the other. The Soldiers of Fortune are standing with the EWC Tag Team Championships across their shoulders. Rob slowly looks around at the crowd and then shakes his head in disgust as Jeff focuses on the ring. Jeff whispers something to Rob and Rob nods his head as the three make their way down to the ring.
Dobrev: Weighing in at at combined weight of five hundred and thirty pounds, Rob Garcia and Morgan Darkwater accompanied to the ring by Jeff Noon, your EWC Tag Team Champions, the Soldiers of Fortune!!!
Mystery Man: It’s time to get ready folks, because shit is about to go down here tonight.
Hanks: It’s going to feel so good, when Mucho Grande leave the Lucas Oil Stadium your new EWC Tag Team Champions, just wait and see FBI. Just wait and see.
FBI: Like I said before either team made their way down to the ring, your winners tonight and still EWC Tag Team Champions, Soldiers of Fortune.
Rob stops to talk trash to a fan and then marches to the ring and slides in, gets to his feet and goes to the ring post climbing the turnbuckle he pats his Tag Team Championship and then throws both fists in the air! Morgan Darkwater makes his way into the ring and stands in the middle locking eyes with Grizzly Duggan. Rob then jumps off the turnbuckle and walks to stand in the middle of the ring with Morgan Darkwater Jeff starts to whisper advice into Robs ear as they stare ahead waiting for the match to start.
DING DING DING
Carlos Ruiz and Rob Garcia start the match off for their respective teams and Ruiz starts clapping his hands as he makes his way around the ring getting the fans pumped up. Both men now start to circle around the ring sizing one another up. Jeff Noon jumps up onto the apron and takes a swing at Carlos as he makes his way by. Ruiz turns to charge at Noon, but he hops off the apron out of harm’s way.
FBI: Ladies and Gents that’s how you take care of business right there, if you want to win matches you can’t be worried about the guy standing outside the ring.
Hanks: What by having an overgrown weasel stand ringside and distract your opponent’s for you, really brave work there.
Mystery Man: It is what it is folks, I just want to see these four men tear the roof off the Lucas Oil Stadium here tonight.
Ruiz jumps onto the bottom rope and points over the top rope yelling at Noon as Garcia clubs him down from behind. The fans show their distaste for the cheap shot as Garcia grabs Ruiz by his hair and trunks before sending him shoulder first into his corner. Garcia now makes a lap around the ring showing off his handy work and once he’s close enough to Grizzly Duggan he takes a swing at him but misses. Duggan doesn’t appreciate the failed attempt and goes to make his way in the ring before the ref blocks his way.
HanksI: Rob Garcia is just scum and if it wasn’t for his best friend Jeff Noon, he wouldn’t be as successful as he is here in the EWC.
Mystery Man: Normally Colin you don’t say stupid shit, but that was just dumb. Rob Garcia is one hell of a talent, he is a Champion for crying out loud.
FBI: It’s all about being smarter than your opponent and using any loopholes to your advantage, Rob Garcia knows exactly how to float under the radar.
In the midst of the ref’s distraction Darkwater wraps his arm around the neck of Ruiz and uses the ropes as leverage to choke him out behind the ref’s back. Once the ref turns his attention back onto the match Garcia makes his way over to Ruiz and drives his foot deep into his midsection before pulling him out of the corner. Ruiz starts to swing with big right hands taking the fight to Rob but Darkwater manages to grab him by the hair and slams him on the mat. Garcia loses his cool and starts stomping the living hell out of Ruiz keeping him down on the mat.
FBI: The Soldiers of Fortune have been operating on the same page tonight and that’s a dangerous combination if you ask me.
Mystery Man: These two used to find a way to make it work when they didn’t always see eye to eye. Just image all the possibilities now that they look to be working effortlessly together.
Hanks: I hate to agree with you two on this subject at hand, but you both are absolutely correct.
The ref starts his count and once reaching the count of 4 Garcia stops his assault before tagging out to Morgan. Morgan makes his way into the ring and taunts the fans while Ruiz starts to stir down on the mat. Morgan grabs him by the head and jerks him up onto his feet before pulling him up into a bear hug. Ruiz screams out from the pain as Morgan walks him around the ring squeezing the life out of him.
Hanks: These two have been working extremely well together here tonight.
FBI: They are the EWC Tag Team Champions and I’ll say it now, after that bell rings they will have their hands raised in victory when they retain what is rightfully theirs.
Mystery Man: If they manage to keep this Tag Match in their control I could see the possibility of that happening here tonight.
Ruiz starts to fight out of it by boxing the ears of Darkwater as Morgan releases his grip a bit. Ruiz continues the fight driving wild rights and lefts to the face of Morgan causing him to release his hold around Ruiz. Ruiz charges for the ropes and bounces back sprinting towards Darkwater before dropping low and sliding underneath him. Ruiz uses his lighting speed to catch Darkwater with a low kick to the back of the knee. Darkwater turns to face Ruiz and Ruiz quickly slips behind him before sending another low kick to the back of Morgan’s knee. Ruiz clubs Morgan across his back before charging towards the ropes as Darkwater quickly turns to face Ruiz. Ruiz bounces back and sees Darkwater back on his feet quickly drops low catching the bigger foe with a low dropkick to the targeted knee causing his foot to buckle underneath him.
Hanks: Would you check out that fighting spirit from the one they call Carlos Ruiz.
Mystery Man: You can tell Ruiz wants to become a Champion here in the EWC.
FBI: Man you two are fooling yourselves if you think anyone other than the Soldiers of Fortune are going to be walking out of the Lucas Oil Stadium as the EWC Tag Team Champions.
Ruiz pops back up to his feet and after seeing Morgan down on one knee quickly leaps into the air before catching Darkwater with a picture perfect dropkick directly to the face. Morgan hits the mat like a bag of bricks as Ruiz makes his way back up to his feet. Ruiz taunts his fans before making his way over to tag out to Duggan when Rob charges into the ring looking for Just to crazy out of control and extreme for anyone else to do to the back of the head, but Ruiz ducks the attempt causing Garcia to catch a big right hand from Duggan sending him down to the mat.
FBI: What the hell is that shit, Grizzly Duggan interjecting himself into this match when he’s not the legal man.
Hanks: Are you kidding me FBI, have you been watching the same match as everybody else.
Mystery Man: Colin, don’t waste your time on what FBI saw, he sees only what he wants to see.
Ruiz taunts the fans asking if he should tagout to Duggan and the fans are off their seats cheering for the Monster Among Men as he gets the tag. Duggan makes his way into the ring as Darkwater starts to stir slowly making his way up to his feet. Duggan instantly grabs the man around the throat by both arms and lifts him high into the air before dropping him on the mat with a choke bomb. Duggan makes the cover and the ref gets down to make the count,
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Hanks: Duggan proving why he is the monster among men.
FBI: It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Morgan Darkwater down.
Mystery Man: It only takes three seconds to score the pinfall and that can come out of nowhere.
Duggan makes his way back up to his feet and over to Morgan grabbing him by the head and pulling him back up to his feet. Morgan quickly rakes the eyes of Duggan blinding the big man before dancing around the ring and popping him with series of rights and lefts. Morgan grabs Duggan and sends him to the ropes with a heavy irish whip before charging after him and connecting with a body splash sending him down to the bottom turnbuckle.
Hanks: What the hell is that shit Morgan Darkwater raking the eyes of Grizzly Duggan like that.
FBI: Are you watching the same match as me, because I didn’t see that go down. If you’re not careful I’m going to go tell Morgan what you’re saying about him.
Mystery Man: You two are like bickering children it’s such a bore, President Mac please find new announcers for me to work with.
Morgan stomps on Duggan down in the corner before pulling the big man back up to his feet and dragging him to the middle of the ring. Morgan delivers a stiff right hand to the face of Duggan before lifting his knee and planting him on the mat with a fisherman suplex. Darkwater keeps ahold of the leg securing the pinfall as the ref hits the mat for the count,
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Hanks: The Monster Among Men will not go down so easily Morgan Darkwater.
Mystery Man: A lot of back and forth action here tonight between these two teams as they fight for the EWC Tag Team Championships.
FBI: Morgan Darkwater and Rob Garcia will be the ones leaving tonight STILL the Tag Champs, just get it through your heads already.
Morgan makes his way back up to his feet and pulls Duggan back up to his. Morgan grabs Duggan by the arm and attempts a short arm clothesline, but Duggan blocks the attempt and tosses Morgan across the ring with a biel. Duggan charges forward and catches Morgan with a lariat sending him over the top rope to the outside floor. Duggan tags out to Ruiz who comes into the ring fired up bringing the fans out of their seats. The ref starts his count as Duggan makes his way over to corner where Morgan is stirring to his feet on the outside. The ref reaches the count of three as Duggan nods his head towards Ruiz who charges full speed towards Duggan before leaping through the air allowing Duggan to catch him before springboarding him through the air as he connects with a springboard plancha taking Morgan out.
Hanks: That’s why we’re going to see new Tag Team Champions tonight, these two trust each other with their lives and will always go to bat for one another.
FBI: Your mother must've dropped you on your head as a child, because you’re an idiot.
Mystery Man: Are you sure you’re mother didn’t drop you on yours.
The ref restarts his count and reaches the count of two as Ruiz pops back up to his feet and hops onto the apron. Garcia makes his way into the ring and charges in behind Duggan knocking him off his feet with a chop block. Ruiz hops onto the top rope but Garcia leaps into the air and dropkicks Ruiz back to the outside floor. The ref tells Garcia to get back on the apron as he continues his count of four. Noon checks on Darkwater and helps the big man get back up to his feet. Morgan rolls into the ring and than rolls right back out restarting the refs count. He stomps away at Ruiz as Noon is encouraging Rob’s partner to be lethal and take no mercy.
FBI: Now that’s how you take care of business, Darkwater is taking Ruiz to the cleaners right now.
Mystery Man: All thanks to Rob Garcia, that is a dangerous man right there folks.
Hanks: This is absurd ref the action should be kept in the middle of the damn ring.
The ref reaches the count of three when Morgan grabs Ruiz to pull him back up to his feet. He instructs Noon to hold him by the arm while he holds him by the other arm. The ref reaches the count of five when Morgan yells at Rob to hit Ruiz while they hold him. Garcia quickly hops over the top rope and charges across the ring before flying through the ropes and taking Ruiz out with a springboard dive by the count of seven. Morgan once again rolls under the bottom rope and back to the outside floor restarting the count. Garcia makes his way back up to his feet and joins in with Darkwater in stomping the living hell out of Ruiz on the outside.
FBI: I keep telling you the Soldiers of Fortune will be walking out of here still the Tag Champs, but you just won’t listen.
Mystery Man: It's not over until the fat lady sings and I don’t see her or hear her.
Grizzly spots this from in the ring and forces himself back up to his feet by the ref’s count of three. Grizzly than charges for the ropes before exploding back across the ring before leaping into the air flying over the top rope and comes crashing down on top of Darkwater and Rob with a Tope Con Hilo. The fans are once again off their feet shouting out, “Holy Shit, Holy Shit, Holy Shit.”
Hanks: Did you just see that, oh jesus we all have just seen a phenomenal feat of strength and agility.
FBI: What the hell are you talking about Colin, that was damn near Attempted Murder,
Mystery Man: That’s pushing in man, but that was hella cool.
The ref reaches the count of six as Duggan grabs Darkwater and lifts him back up to his feet before rolling him back into the ring. Duggan than grabs Ruiz and rolls him back into the ring as well stopping the ref’s count. Duggan makes his way into the ring and the ref instantly tells him to leave the ring before starting his count, not wanting to get disqualified Duggan follows order leaving Darkwater and Ruiz down on the mat by the count of four. The ref than turns his attention back to the match and checks the status of both Ruiz and Darkwater before starting to count the two out in the ring.
Mystery Man: Darkwater and Ruiz both the legal men in this match are down and out in the middle of the ring.
FBI: Come on Darkwater make the tag and save the day for the Soldiers of Fortune.
Hanks: Sorry to bust your bubble but it will be Mucho Grande who save the day.
He reaches the count of two as both men start to stir, Ruiz slowly makes his way back up to his feet by the count of four and Darkwater manages to make it up to one knee by the count of six. Ruiz charges forward jumps up and takes Darkwater down to the mat with a hurricanrana DDT. Garcia makes his way back up to his feet on the outside and slides into the ring behind Ruiz before taking him down with a clothesline from behind.
Hanks: Did you see that incredible hurricanrana DDT from Ruiz to Darkwater, that was amazing.
FBI: He took advantage of Darkwater when he wasn’t look, real admiral of the guy bravo.
Mystery Man: No matter how impressive it looked, Garcia stopped Ruiz’s momentum.
The ref forces Garcia out of the ring and begins his count. The fans are on their feet cheering for Ruiz to make the tag to Duggan stomping their feet and clapping their hands by the count of four. Darkwater starts to stir down on the mat by the count of six and begins crawling his way towards his corner.
Mystery Man: Who’s going to reach their partner first, this is still any bodies ball game.
FBI: Let’s go Darkwater dig down deep and make the tag already.
Hanks: It’s going to be Ruiz I tell you, he’s smaller and lighter than Darkwater is think psychics.
By the count of 8 both men make the tag and Grizzly Duggan comes charging into the ring. Garcia makes his way into the ring and charges Duggan looking for a clothesline but Duggan sends him over his head with a back body drop. Garcia pops back up to his feet and instantly gets taken down with another back body drop from Duggan. Garcia pops up one last time and this time Duggan plants him in the middle of the ring with a spinebuster.
FBI: This is bullshit, Darkwater you should have made that tag first and it would be Soldiers of Fortune on top of the match, but no.
Mystery Man: Why the sour sport, you start gambling again? You got money on this match?
Hanks: It’s time for a change amongst the Tag Division and we need new leaders
Duggan makes his way back up to his feet and charges across the ring knocking Morgan Darkwater off the apron and landing across Jeff Noon. Ruiz pops back up to his feet and extends his hand for the tag. Ruiz makes his way into the ring as him and Duggan stand on either side of Garcia. Garcia starts to stir and makes his way back up to his feet before instantly turning into the Spanish Eyes from Ruiz. Garcia gets hit right on the jaw causing him to stagger across the ring as Duggan completes the Spanish Powerslam. Duggan tells Ruiz to climb to the top turnbuckle and once there then instructs him to stand on his shoulders. Ruiz stands tall as Duggan makes his way to the middle of the ring and once into position Ruiz flies through the air connecting with an assisted moonsault. Ruiz makes the cover and Duggan pushes his weight down on top of Ruiz as the ref makes the count.
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Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen you winner of the matchup via pinall, and NEW EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Mucho Grande!!!
Hanks: Eat Shit FBI, I told you Mucho Grande would be walking out of here the New EWC Tag Team Champions.
FBI: I think I’m going to be sick, this tag division is now going to shit.
Mystery Man: You’re dead wrong this Tag Team Division has gotten a fresh breath of air under it’s sails.
Hanks: Folks, it’s now time for a well deserved participant to be Inducted into the EWC Hall of Fame.
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Mac: I have the absolute honor and privilege to be out here tonight, to induct someone I have come to respect a great deal, into the Wrestling Hall of Fame
President Mac pauses as chants of DRAKE begin to pour down across the stadium
Mac: In 2016 I met with and signed a young man by the name of Ashton Drake. I hadn't heard of him before that day, but he made an immediate impression on me. I remember sitting across from him as he explained to me why he wanted to be part of the EWC .. just as I do with any Wrestler. However I knew in that moment, this wasn't just any wrestler
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Mac: Ash made an immediate impression on me based on his demeanor, how respectful he was, how informed of our history he was and his incredible raw eagerness to lace up them boots and get started. From the moment he debuted, till the moment he retired, Ashton Drake made people take notice. He did this by his actions in the ring. He wasn't a big talker, he didn't take to social media or Fighter Talk. He wasn't involved in any behind the scenes crazy antics .. no .. Ash did his talking with his fists in the ring
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Mac: I give you .. the best of Ashton Drake
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Mac: Ashton Drake is a 3x EWC Undisputed Champion .. a 2x EWC International Champion and he won the 2016 Rookie of the Year. In his first full season with us in the EWC, Drake didn't take a night off. He fought in the ring, week after week as a member of Monday Night Brawl. He accepted every single challenge that came his way and went on a pretty incredible winning streak. He won in singles and he won in tag team action. The entire time, Drake asked for more. He wanted to face anyone and everyone, as often as he could
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Mac: Drake constantly put the EWC before himself. He was an outstanding Champion. An example that many today are still trying to follow. He didn't complain in public. He didn't cause drama in the dressing room .. he was respected by everyone on the roster and the staff .. even by Victor Price
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Mac: But you don't have to take my word for it .. here are some Pre-Recorded Comments from EWC Superstars of today and of old ..
ASH BRIZZIE
Drake, congrats. You are so deserving of this Hall of Fame induction. The consumate professional, and one of the most talented competitors to even grace the ring. I consider myself lucky to be one of your fans.
NOSTALGIA
Ashton Drake. YOU ARE A MF’in LEGEND SIR! I am honored to have watched your 2nd and 3rd Undisputed Title reigns from backstage. The way you handled yourself inside and outside the ring is an inspiration. I admire you as much as a man as a Hall of Fame wrestler. I think i might even have a KEY made for you. Not to any particular city, just to the Wrestling Industry. If that makes sense. I’m rambling so let me close by saying, ASHTON DRAKE ..
Ashley and Nostalgia drop to their knees, hands and face toward the ground, then come with their arms flailing, imitating the classic scene from Wayne’s World …
“We’re Not Worthy! We’re Not Worthy! We’re Not Worthy”
Ashley and Nostalgia drop to their knees, hands and face toward the ground, then come with their arms flailing, imitating the classic scene from Wayne’s World …
“We’re Not Worthy! We’re Not Worthy! We’re Not Worthy”
ANDREW JACKSON
Last year, around the time Xplode was about to retire, I knew I needed a match against the legend before he went out. Drake and Xplode were in the middle of a feud but that made no difference to me, I wanted my piece of Xplode and I got it, but in the best way possible; a tag team match up along side a man with similar ideals to mine, Drake. I watched in awe as he landed very calculated attacks and a well formulated plan... Then and there I knew, this man is going to be on Mount Rushmore.
Drake and I are very much alike, we both have known so much pain and we both fall back to that same survivors guilt when every once in a while. But, I've watched Drake, from ringside and from the television screens and I can tell you if there is any one man who has inspired me with his career its Drake. He climbed his way to the top over and over again and beat the best of the best to do it too. So Drake my friend, it's was a pleasure fighting alongside you and watching you grow from the first moment when you laced up those boots. You are a champion, you are a hero, and you are a damn Hall of Famer.
Drake and I are very much alike, we both have known so much pain and we both fall back to that same survivors guilt when every once in a while. But, I've watched Drake, from ringside and from the television screens and I can tell you if there is any one man who has inspired me with his career its Drake. He climbed his way to the top over and over again and beat the best of the best to do it too. So Drake my friend, it's was a pleasure fighting alongside you and watching you grow from the first moment when you laced up those boots. You are a champion, you are a hero, and you are a damn Hall of Famer.
MAGDALENA LOCKHEART
Tonight is a celebration of a successful career. The EWC Hall of Fame is the highest honor that any EWC superstar can receive, and the Hall itself is filled with these celebrations of successful careers. But Ashton Drake is different. Ashton Drake embodies success. Success is as synonymous with Drake as the EWC World Championship was to him. Unlike many before him, and unlike the many more that will follow, Drake was able to carry success all the way through his storied career, having lost very little; and almost always winning it all.
To most of us, success is mercurial. In those times that we do find success, we find out the true price for being successful is a lot more than we bargained for. A large target on our back. Jealousy and disdain for accomplishing the things that so many others couldn't. Ashton Drake had learned early on in his tenure in the EWC that his successful nature would come at a high price. But what sets Drake apart, and what makes Drake truly worthy of the EWC Hall of Fame isn't his success, it his how he handled it.
I regret never having the chance to face Drake one on one inside the ring, because some would say that's where Drake was at his best. But I think Ashton Drake's best is not inside that ring. I think Ashton Drake's best was outside of it. I think that what really makes Drake deserving of this honor was how he handled himself. When I think of what makes Ashton Drake truly great, it isn't his success. It's how he handled it.
Yes, he did walk with a certain swagger when entering the arenas, but he would always stop to sign autographs, shake hands, and take pictures with the fans. Drake was always respectful of the success that came before him, and always kept an eye on the success that followed. Like him or not, Drake not only blazed paths, but left an example for how success should be handled. Drake showed us all how to wear the targets on our backs: humble, but with our heads up and our eyes on the future. Tonight, we celebrate the career of Ashton Drake, but I hope that no one forgets the man who forged it. Congratulations Drake, you deserve it.
To most of us, success is mercurial. In those times that we do find success, we find out the true price for being successful is a lot more than we bargained for. A large target on our back. Jealousy and disdain for accomplishing the things that so many others couldn't. Ashton Drake had learned early on in his tenure in the EWC that his successful nature would come at a high price. But what sets Drake apart, and what makes Drake truly worthy of the EWC Hall of Fame isn't his success, it his how he handled it.
I regret never having the chance to face Drake one on one inside the ring, because some would say that's where Drake was at his best. But I think Ashton Drake's best is not inside that ring. I think Ashton Drake's best was outside of it. I think that what really makes Drake deserving of this honor was how he handled himself. When I think of what makes Ashton Drake truly great, it isn't his success. It's how he handled it.
Yes, he did walk with a certain swagger when entering the arenas, but he would always stop to sign autographs, shake hands, and take pictures with the fans. Drake was always respectful of the success that came before him, and always kept an eye on the success that followed. Like him or not, Drake not only blazed paths, but left an example for how success should be handled. Drake showed us all how to wear the targets on our backs: humble, but with our heads up and our eyes on the future. Tonight, we celebrate the career of Ashton Drake, but I hope that no one forgets the man who forged it. Congratulations Drake, you deserve it.
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"You are an inspiration to me, I just hate that I'll never get the chance to face you in the ring. I've got one word for you tonight though. Olé."
FAITH RIVERS
So I haven’t been in EWC all that long, Drake. Nor have I accomplished the things you have. But I sure do hope I will in time. You’re an inspiration and have done so much during your time here. It’s no wonder EWC has decided to give you this honor. I hope you enjoy the moment. Because you definitely worked hard enough for it!
Thank you for your contributions and Congratulations!
Thank you for your contributions and Congratulations!
RUTHANN HUNTER
I have watched the battle between you and my husband. It was one of those battles that many will put on the list as one of the best feuds this company had for awhile. I wanted to thank you for doing everything you could for this company. Thank you for been who you are and not letting people try to tell you who you need to be for this company. You were a piece of a puzzle that was missing for a bit within the company. Thank you for been there for this company. Thank you for been one of the best champions we had here. Thank you for just been you. Welcome to the Hall of Fame along with my husband. Have a great ride.
XAVIER REID
What is greatness, well in the EWC it’s Ashton Drake, when I came to the EWC he was the standard for greatness, he showed people what it meant to be a champion, everyone wanted to test themselves against him, he got everyone’s best and time and time again he came out on top. When you think of the Hall of Fame you can’t not think of Ashton Drake. I hope we can all continue to high standard you have set for us here in the EWC.
KURT NEWMAN
Hey Drake! Nice job in making it into the Hall Of Fame! You’re in good company with the likes of Shadow Man and myself and countless other folks. Drake I wish we could had faced one another in the ring but unfortunately, it just never happened. Listen Drake, I wish you nothing but the best in your future endeavors and remember! If you’re going to fart and it feels like it’s a shit, it’s mostly going to be a shit. Best of luck
CANDY
Hope your Hall of Fame induction is as sweet as your career has been. You definitely deserve it! Sorry that your cake won’t be making it to Indianapolis, but I promise to tell you how good it was when I see you there!
NEVAEH
It really is a shame that the Revolution was over before it ever truly began.
Still feel honored that you chose me to stand by you though.
It meant a lot.
But seeing as how the final pages are about to be written in your story, I couldn’t think of a better way to end it than with a Hall of Fame induction. You always went above and beyond for this company even when people didn’t always see it that way. So enjoy your moment at the Night of Champions. After all the hard work and dedication you’ve given us, you’ve earned it.
Still feel honored that you chose me to stand by you though.
It meant a lot.
But seeing as how the final pages are about to be written in your story, I couldn’t think of a better way to end it than with a Hall of Fame induction. You always went above and beyond for this company even when people didn’t always see it that way. So enjoy your moment at the Night of Champions. After all the hard work and dedication you’ve given us, you’ve earned it.
ACE KING
You know, it’s rare for somebody to come along and transcend the business in an honourable, believable way, but when it happens, you just have to sit back and watch… Ashton Drake was one of those guys.
Our match at Wrestlefest was memorable in its own right, but I think Night of Champions last year might have had a bigger impact on me, because that night in Greensboro, I realized how much further I had to go to get close to someone like him. It’s one thing to see somebody like that in action from a distance like we all did when he battled Xplode, but you can’t really appreciate it until you experience it for yourself… Once you do, it stays with you, and it makes you want to be better.
Thank you for your contributions to this business, Drake, and it was a privilege to have gone up against you. May you forever cherish your place in the Hall of Fame.
Our match at Wrestlefest was memorable in its own right, but I think Night of Champions last year might have had a bigger impact on me, because that night in Greensboro, I realized how much further I had to go to get close to someone like him. It’s one thing to see somebody like that in action from a distance like we all did when he battled Xplode, but you can’t really appreciate it until you experience it for yourself… Once you do, it stays with you, and it makes you want to be better.
Thank you for your contributions to this business, Drake, and it was a privilege to have gone up against you. May you forever cherish your place in the Hall of Fame.
EL PABLO
Ashton Drake - what is there to say? Yours was the era that welcomed me into the EWC, so for that alone the Rainbowlution is eternally in your debt. Obviously, for most of that overlap you were at loggerheads with my best friend, which is unfortunate, but you know what? You're a good Skittle, man - and anybody who's followed your career here can honestly say you always stayed true to yourself, and acted in what you genuinely felt was the best interest for this company and this business. Cheers and Skittle-ations; an induction well deserved - now let us all Taste your Rainbow! … Wait-
SEBASTIAN CONNER
Drake was the man to be when I joined last year. He has this charisma about him when he enters whatever arena he is in. This is well deserved, great way to end a great career. You're still the man to chase, now instead of a championship... I have to chance a Hall of Fame Induction. Congratulations
SHADOW MAN
Mr Drakey Drakey never make a mistakey! Welcome to the highest ranks a man can reach brother. You are now a member of the Hall of Fame and you have certainly earned it. You have had an incredible career, probably the best rookie season anyone could possibly ever have. You are someone I respect and appreciate. You did more in two years then most will ever do in a career. In the ring and outside the ring, you are someone to emulate. You are an amazing wrestler but an even better person. Congratulations. May your life be filled with happiness and an infinite amount of Tacos
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Drake, let me say congratulations on a great career. Welcome to the Hall of Fame. You've earned the recognition that comes along with it. Congratulations once again.
Mac waits again as the cheers are pouring down for Ashton Drake
Mac: Ash .. as you can clearly see .. you are incredibly respected in this industry. You have a wonderful fanbase. You have the respect of your peers. Even current members of the Hall of Fame have taken the time to show love for what you've done. While I am forever grateful for all of you have done, the honor I am most proud of .. is the honor to be called your friend. It has been an incredible journey to see you rise in the EWC. You deserve to be in the Hall of Fame and I am proud of you for not just this moment, but for living the life of a true professional. So without further ado .. Mr Drake .. come on out here and accept your jacket and let these fans show you some love once again
"The Sounds of Madness" by Shinedown begins to play as Ashton Drake makes his way down the ramp, towards the ring.
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Ashton Drake soaks in all the cheers, clearly emotional as he enters the ring and shakes hands with President Mac
“Hello. Before I say anything, I would like to thank everyone who has supported me through the years that I spent here. The front office, President Mac, and everyone who made sure that our shows were on time, and at its highest quality. Thank you. With out you all; there would be no Ashton Drake. My story has always been our story.
I made a promise when I started in this career… this hobby… that I would never take myself too seriously. So I am not going to stand up here and offer an inspirational quote or lecture about how I did things right and you can too if you follow “These easy steps”. The truth is, I screwed up quite a bit along the way. There were a lot of things that I wish I could have done differently in my career. I wish that I were more approachable. I wish that I were more of a team player. I wish that I could have included more people in my story every week. I guess that is part of always striving to be the best that I could be, in the ring and out of it. I guess most of all though, I wish that I had taken the time to take a step back and enjoy the ride. That would have benefitted me the most.
I want to thank all who I interacted with during my run here. I hope that I was a positive addition to your day whenever we interacted. I want to thank anyone that stepped into the ring with me. If I left a bad impression in anyway, it was never my intention. To the people that hated on me due to my accomplishments here, I can’t do anything about that nor do I feel bad about it. We all play this game to win at the end of the day. I would rather have friends instead of critics, but I will show respect regardless. At the end of the day, we all want the same things out of this game. We all want to be part of something great, something bigger than the norm, I guess.
I think, when I reflect back on my career, I wish that I had been able to feel like I was part of the EWC family. That’s on me though. I am a loner by nature. To be included in the historic names in the Hall of Fame is something that I do not take lightly. To hear all the kind words said about me, I am so appreciative of that. Thank you for recognizing me. I feel humbled.
Take care, EWC. Thanks for listening to my story through the years. Good bye.”
The fans continue to chant and cheer for Drake as he waves to the fans. He then shakes hands with Mac as the two pose for cameras before heading back up the ramp
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