Hardcore Revolution 2018
Oct 29, 2018 20:03:07 GMT -6
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Post by President Mac on Oct 29, 2018 20:03:07 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
HARDCORE
REVOLUTION '18
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
REVOLUTION '18
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr. Pepper
HARDCORE REVOLUTION 2018
October 29th 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
"REVOLUTION" by The Score begins to blast throughout the Rupp Arena in Lexington, Kentucky
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, Natalie Young and then Candy all with the EWC Championship.
This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:
CANDY
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
ACE KING
HAPPY
KILLIAN DEVILLE
SMOKEY JONES
NSFW
CANDY
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
ACE KING
HAPPY
KILLIAN DEVILLE
SMOKEY JONES
NSFW
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the Rupp Arena is breathtaking as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.
Spotlights circle around the arena 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 arena 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 outside the building and then all around the ring while a fog machine covers the arena 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.
Mystery Man: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Hardcore Revolution 2018! I am Mystery Man, joined by FBI and Colin Hanks, and we have a jampacked show planned for the night!
Hanks: Don't we ever, Mystery Man! The only title that's not up for grabs tonight is the Undisputed Championship, but that doesn't mean that we won't get to see Candy in action tonight as she defends her Indy Championship against the upstart, Jonty Kelly!
FBI: Finally, she'll stop being a double champion! I have full faith that Jonty will crush her into teeny weeny bits--just like Decay will utterly wipe the floor with Robina Hood in the main event!
Mystery Man: Well it's good to see you're as unbiased as always, FBI... though I can't fault you for thinking that Robina's got a Hell of a challenge in front of her. Speaking of Hell, I expect Ace King and Georgie Nickles to put each other through exactly that in their ladder match for the United States Championship!
Hanks: And we can't forget how the limits of friendly competition will be put to the test in the Tag Team Titles match where NSFW will be defending against the team of Iggy Swango and Dreamweaver!
FBI: I can't remember their full team name either, kid. Don't feel bad. Save that for when Griffin Hawkins loses his International Championship to Rob Garcia, the last remaining ReVenant!
Mystery Man: Seriously, your bias is showing.
FBI: And?
Hanks: And... well, knowing you, you're also thinking that Draco Lazarus is going to beat Happy in the X-Division match.
FBI: Pfff, of course! Though honestly, I'm more concerned about Draco's face surviving that one intact. Happy is one mean customer, and nothing can take away from that!
Hanks: Last... well, first actually, we have a fatal fourway for the Television Championship where all four brands are represented!
Mystery Man: Yes indeed! All that and more tonight, on EWC Hardcore Revolution 2018! We will be back with our first match of the night right after this message from EWCTV.
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Anthony Grunge and Myra Bennings are seen chatting backstage and Anthony Grunge is smiling.
Myra Bennings: I told you it was going to be easy, that win was a fluke and you proved that.
??: Hey Grunge and... sexy lady.
The camera turns to the right of Anthony Grunge and Myra Bennings to find the owner of the voice who is Joe Doe.
Joe Doe: Sorry to disturb your chat guys and congratulations on that win.
Anthony Grunge chuckles before he speaks.
Anthony Grunge: I hate to say I told you so Joe but... i told you so.
Joe Doe takes out his phone and start tapping the screen.
Joe Doe: Yeah I was thinking that I should give you that selfie you wanted, I can also give you my autograph.
Joe Doe streches out his hand and Anthony Grunge jumps back and Myra Bennings gets between Joe and Grunge.
Myra Bennings: What the hell do you think you are doing Joe?
Joe Doe gives a confused look.
Joe Doe: Just wanted to take a selfie with Mr Sneaky there.
Myra Bennings: My client has no time for selfies with amateurs. Oh you thought you were a 'star'? Stop being so over ambitious Joe. Getting to the EWC is the only achievement you will ever have here.
Joe Doe: I stopped listening when you said your client has no time for selfies. I hope he does have time for a fight because I was thinking about a tie breaker. I'm sure everyone would like to see a one on one between us.
Anthony Grunge chuckles and stands face to face with Joe Doe.
Anthony Grunge: No, I fight on my terms.
Joe Doe: Don't tell me you're scared, after all you attacked me, I believe that was a declaration of war, sort of a challenge.
Myra Bennings: Not happening Joe. You don't deserve facing my client.
Joe Doe: Well... I guess I'm not waiting to get in the ring then.
Joe Doe swings a punch and connects to Anthony Grunge's jaw. As he goes for a second one, Myra Bennings slams him with her hand bag before Anthony Grunge connects with a signature/finisher move. Anthony Grunge starts stomping Joe Doe.
Myra Bennings: You think you can just come here and take my client's spotlight Joe! Not happening!
Anthony Grunge stops and looks at Myra Bennings and smiles before leaving Joe Doe groaning in pain on the floor.
EWC TELEVISION
CHAMPIONSHIP
CHAMPIONSHIP
FATAL FOUR-WAY MATCH
SEBASTIAN CONNOR
Vs SARAH ROBERTS
Vs STITCHES
Vs KILLIAN DEVILLE
Mystery Man: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the opening bout of the evening. EWC is represented by four amazing brands. Brawl. Rampage. Future Stars of Wrestling. Prime. And tonight in an amazing contest, one star from each brand will fight for brand superiority - with a prestigious prize on the line, the EWC Television Championship.
FBI: Killian DeVille has this one in the bag, boys.
Hanks: That’s very possible. He has claimed to put Clay Byrd and Amis Shelton out of EWC. But look at his competition. Sebastian Conner, Rumble in the Bronx runner up. Sarah Roberts a knockout art at the cusp of greatness, and former Indy Champion Stitches. He has a tough night in store for him.
Dobrev: The following match is for the EWC Television Championship and is a fatal four way match. Already in the ring, the reigning and defending TV champion, Killian DeVille!
The current TV champ is already in the ring soaking in a chorus of boos.
Mystery Man: This man has no fans and he does not care.
"Holding My Breath" by Alien Weaponry floods the PA, marking the arrival of Sarah Roberts. She emerges onto the stage accompanied by her manager, Delilah Huang. While Sarah isn't much for pageantry and only offers a smirk before heading down the ramp, Delilah contrasts her client's stern demeanor the type of hype antics befitting of a Public Enemy concert.
Dobrev: His challengers, first, accompanied by Delilah Huang and fighting out of Chicago, she stands at 5'5 and weighs in at 140 lbs. She is "The Deerfield Destroyer", Sarah Roberts!
With the same juxtaposition as seen on the stage, Sarah continues down to the ring with Delilah in tow. Before Sarah can enter the ring, Delilah scampers up the stairs and uses her body to separate the top and middle ropes. Sarah slides between them, moves to the center of the ring, and raises her arms while Delilah takes to the corner, shouting inaudibly and pointing to her client. As "Holding My Breath" fades from the PA, Sarah takes to her corner while Delilah exits the ring entirely.
Mystery Man: Sarah Roberts looks poised to capture her first gold in EWC.
'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.
Dobrev: Next, from the Carnival of Shattered Dreams, STITCHES!
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.
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 opposite of Sarah Roberts of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring. DeVille scowls at both of them.
Mystery Man: Stitches has been ruthless since his decimation of Frankie Romono!
The house lights darken. The first powerful chords of Godsmack's Bulletproof emanate throughout the arena. Sebastian Conner's smug visage flashes across the big screens and cues the audience to erupt into loud cheers. It matters not to the man who has just stepped out onto the stage.
Dobrev: And finally, now onto his way to the ring, now making his residence in Vail, Colorado, ladies and gentlemen, what stands before you is the true future of professional wrestling, he is the King of the Hunt, SEBASTIAN CONNOR!
White strobe lights briefly identify Sebastian in the darkness as he saunters down the ramp. He can be heard, taking issue with with the few members of the audience who are booing him. He gives it right back with venomous cut downs while also talking any trash to men, women, and children alike as he makes his way down to the ring. He is sporting custom made fighter's shorts and black boots to match. He has a seriousness to him as he continues his march towards the ring. The fans eat it up as he rolls in, pushing pass McQueen, and makes a beeline towards the far corner and climbs up onto the second rope. As Connor raises his arms out to the side, the house lights come back as he peers over the packed and buzzing arena crowd. He looks down on them with an arrogant yet appreciative smirk. With agility befitting of a man of his stature, he hops off turnbuckle and turns to his three opponents.
Mystery Man: Here is Sebastian Connor. Former Future Stars of Wrestling standout, he debuted on Rampage with a clean victory over Ace King. This could be his big breakout match.
Hanks: All four of these competitors have it - WHOA, HERE WE GO!
DING DING DING
Killian rushes out of the gate towards Sarah, but he is intercepted halfway with a massive spear courtesy of Sebastian Connor! Sebastian stands up but is turned inside out when Stitches yanks him in with a reverse Irish-Whip and then drops him hard with a Samoan Drop! Stitches too becomes prey when Sarah steps forward and leaps towards him, landing a superman punch to the back of his head as he tries to stand! Sarah makes the cover!
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KICKOUT BY STITCHES!
Mystery Man: This match has started off a hundred miles an hour!
FBI: Look at that filthy Sarah Roberts - always going for the cheap shot.
Hanks: She’s got that attitude to do unto others before they do it to you.
Sarah stands Stitches up and sends him towards, and over, the ropes crashing onto the outside. Sebastian Connor is getting back to his feet. He and Sarah lock eyes, and then lock into a shoulder/collar tie up, neither person being able to get the upper-hand at this moment. Killian is also to his feet, and soon Sebastian is off his when a roundhouse kick from Killian drops him on his ass. Sarah and Killian begin brawling, trading lefts and rights, elbows and elbows. The crowd is going wild! Outside the ring, Stitches has found himself a chair and is rolling back into the ring. Stitches tosses the chair at Sarah, catching her in the side of the head and stunning her a moment while Stitches sprints at Killian and hits a massive Lariat from Hell that causes Killian to flip backwards and land on his head! Sarah is coming towards Stitches, he kicks her in the gut and pulls her forward onto his shoulders before dropping her hard with a sitout powerbomb, right onto the chair! Cover!
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2... KICKOUT BY SARAH!
Mystery Man: Stitches is determined to cause anyone in his path grievous harm. All for the TV championship.
FBI: He’s a nasty son of a gun. I like him, even if he looks like he hasn’t showered in weeks.
Hanks: What’s with you and talking about everyone’s hygiene?
Stitches shifts Sarah out of the way and goes to stand, only to be met with a knee to the side of his head from Sebastian Connor! Connor lifts Stitches up, puts one hand on his chest and the other under his left knee and then lifts Stitches into the air while lunging forward and dropping him hard with a spine buster! He covers!
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KICKOUT BY STITCHES!
FBI: Has Killian retained yet?
Hanks: This match is intense so far.
Mystery Man: Each person in the match wants to win the TV Title for their respective brand.
Sebastian rolled out of the ring as Sarah began to attempt to stand, he went for a table while Sarah made it to her feet and then begin to drag Stitches up to his feet. Sarah then hits a spinning backfist, hard enough to knock a normal man out, that left Stitches on his knees holding his head. Sarah wasted no time and pulled Stitches close for a snap Suplex, she makes the cover but its broken up by Killian Deville who now has the chair! Killian crashes the chair down on Sarah's head twice, and then he turns to Stitches! On the outside Connor has his table set up!
Hanks: This isn't going to end well!
FBI: Look at Connor. He sees what Stitches did to Sarah and its like blood in the water.
Mystery Man: Oh my goodness, he’s got her by the hair! Connor has malicious intent!1
Connor rolls into the ring just long enough to grab Sarah and pull her out, meanwhile in the ring Killian stalks Stitches with the chair, ready to bring it down on his head! Sebastian grabs Sarah, and goes to Suplex her through the table but Sarah reverses it and rolls through, before landing Lights Out! Lights Out! She hit it! Sebastian goes to fall limp from the headbutt but Sarah pulls him in while turning him around and hits a huge German Suplex sending Connor crashing through the table! Sarah herself seems spent! But through sheer tenacity, she climbs from the wreckage of the table. She climbs up onto the apron. In the ring Killian is lifting the chair to strike down Stitches.
Mystery Man: Our champion may be close to retaining his title tonight folks!
FBI: You're damn right!
Hanks: Not if Sarah Roberts has anything to say about it!
Stitches rolls out of harm’s way! Killian had already swung the chair right at Sarah Roberts and in what is a reprising of her scintillating debut, she hammers her fist into the chair and smashes it right in Killian DeVille’s face!
FBI: Holy shit! That crazy bitch just punched a steel chair into the champ’s face!
Before Sarah can get into the ring to capitalize, Stitches shoulder tackles her off the apron right back onto Connor and remains of the table with an emphatic thud.
Killian DeVille stumbles around in the ring, holding what seems to be a busted nose as blood seeps through his fingers. The chair falls from his fingers right before him. Stitchs smiles evilly and Stitches kicks Killian’s leg and then pulls him forward for the Sound of Silence DDT! RIGHT ONTO THE CHAIR! COVER!
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DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev: And your winner via Pinfall... and NEW EWC TV Champion! From the PRIME Brand! STITCHES!
Stitches is handed his title by the ref, he holds it high into the air before pointing at the crowd and then back at it. I DID IT! painted all over his face. On the outside medics check on Sarah and Sebastian.
Hanks: Sarah Roberts and Sebastian Connor put on amazing performances in this match. Sarah literally broke the former champ’s face tonight and it was just something that the Stitches took advantage of. Can’t fault him for that.
FBI: Prime is cleaning up. First Candy, now Stitches. Gotta feeling that Prime is the sleeping giant that just woke up to wreak havoc on the EWC.
Mystery Man: What a match to start the show off! And just like that, we have our first title change of the night. Will there be more? Let's find out!
A masked Luchador walks down the isle and into the ring to no music.
Luchador: For those that don't know, I am El Cazador and as some of you will know, I have been trying to get Emma Louise to be the star I know she can be! I have looked at Emma Louise over the last few months and she has become pathetic! She comes to this ring and is too focused on giving you peope a good match. Too focused on keeping you people happy that she has become a loser in EWC.
At this point, Emma Louise's music plays and she walks to the ring.
Emma Louise: A loser? OK some results haven't gone the way I wanted them to go. But a loser? On the other side of that curtain there are stars from Brawl, Rampage and Prime. Some of them are the best this industry has to offer. Show me any of them that have a one hundred percent winning streak.
El Cazador: I don't give a crap about anyone in the back! I give a crap about you. And let's look at you standing there before me in jeans and some PPV branded shirt. You should be standing before me in your ring attire.
Emma Louise: But I'm not booked.
El Cazador: Not booked. That's the whole damn problem in a nutshell. You're not booked. You damn well should be booked! You have the potential to be the top of this company. I mean hell you're always banging on about WANTING to be the top of this company! I stand here offering you the guidance that you need and you come out here to argue with me because I called you exactly how this company see you.
El Cazador exits the ring and stands at the guard rail.
El Cazador: How about I give you a free lesson? On the house as the expression goes. A month or so ago you stood in that ring complaining about not being booked. You moaned about it to the point that you issued an open challenge to anyone and you plucked a fan from the crowd. And what did you do? You lost! So let's fix that!
Emma Louise: This isn't the time for that.
El Cazador isn't listening. Instead he's scanning the crowd and points to a woman in the front row.
El Cazador: You! You will be Emma's opponent tonight.
The fan looks a bit perplexed as El Cazador helps her over the rail and into the ring before joining her and Emma in the ring.
El Cazador: This match is scheduled for one...
Emma Louise: Wait! El Cazador, what happened last time was my fault. OK? I took my eye off the ball and I paid for it. There's no need to bring innocent fans into this.
El Cazador doesn't look pleased as Emma walks over to the fan.
Emma Louise: What's your name?
Fan: Debbie.
Emma Louise: And where are you from?
Debbie: I'm from right here in Lexington, Kentucky!
Emma Louise: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Debbie give her a cheer!
The crowd cheers and Debbie takes it all in, even climbing the turnbuckles. As Debbie climbs down from the turnbuckles, Emma extends her arms as a hug gesture. However as her and Debbie get closer together, Emma grabs Debbie and slams her skull into the canvas with a Girl Crush.
Mystery Man: What the Hell?!
Emma stands looking down at the fallen Debbie. Emma's eyes open in a "what have I done?" expression and she tries to lift Debbie to her feet. Debbie is unconscious and hard to lift. Emma turns and looks to the crowd and up the isle for help before dropping Debbie with a second Girl Crush.
Mystery Man What has Emma done?!
This time Emma looks down on Debbie with contempt before looking at the crowd and watching as the boos rain down on her. Emma exits the ring and walks to the back with a smiling El Cazador behind her.
Mystery Man: It seems this El Cazador is pleased with Emma's actions. What has this man done to Emma?
FBI: Improved her, that's what!
EWC WORLD TAG TEAM
CHAMPIONSHIPS MATCH
CHAMPIONSHIPS MATCH
FREAKS AND GEEKS PRESENTS: THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION LIVE FROM MR. BIGG'S LIMO
Vs NSFW
Mystery Man: Huge win for both Stitches and the PRIME brand there, But next up we’ve got the tag team titles on the line. Dream Sound Revolution …
Hanks: Come on, say the full name. It’s fun!
Mystery Man: ...gets their shot at NSFW’s Tag Team championships. Iggy Swango and Dreamweaver fought through The Limit and Mucho Grande for this opportunity tonight at Hardcore Revolution.
FBI: Not going to mention that The Limit only lost because they put those two nerd through tables.
Mystery Man: No, because they lost.
Hanks: Two fan favorites are going to go at it tonight!
Mystery Man: Indeed but it seems like Mike and Bishop have had enough of the shenanigans of their friends.
FBI: For once, I agree with them. It’s disrespectful.
Hanks: Oh, it’s just good fun.
Mystery Man: Not sure if they see it as such but regardless both teams will be fighting their hearts out for this golden opportunity.
Dobrev: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
"You Make Make my Dreams”- by Hall and Oates begins to play over the loudspeakers. A few seconds later, the music stops.
WHO YA GONNA CALL?
GHOSTBUSTERS!
The fans erupt in cheers as the familiar tune brings out Freaks and Geeks Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo. “Dream Weaver “Ashley Brizzie and Iggy Swango slowly walk onto the ramp, their Proton Packs on Full Blast. They have a special attachment, and behind shooting a mix of Carlos Ruiz, NSFW, and Freaks and Geeks T-shirts out to the fans. As they get to the ring, Ash goes left, Iggy goes right, they take off their Proton Packs and hand them to two young fans.
Dobrev: INTRODUCING FIRST, THE CHALLENGERS, “DREAM WEAVER” ASHLEY BRIZIE AND IGGY SWANGO, THEY ARE THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION!
The Foxy Ladies High-Five fans until they get by the German announce desk, then slide into the ring. They go to opposite corners and climb the turnbuckles to show love back to their fans. As they stand there, they turn and AIR FIVE then hop off the turnbuckles then retreat to their corner. They take off their Ghostbuster’s gear and toss them into the crowd.
Disturbed's cover of Land of Confusion begins to play and the house lights flash along with the beat of the song.
Mike McGuire and Bishop Church step out onto the stage. Mike points out for Bishop various fan signs for them. Side by side, they make their way down to the ring.
Dobrev: And their opponents, on their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 400 pounds, the EWC World Tag Team Champions, Mike McGuire and Bishop Church, N ...S ...F ...W!
Mike is in the ring bouncing back and forth to either side of the ring multiple times before John finally climbs up the ring steps. They meet in the middle of the ring and look to the crowd. With Bishop two steps behind, they both pose by standing on the second rope each with a title raised in the air.
The two teams back up to their corners, confer, and decide on the starting competitors.
Mystery Man: Looks like Mike and Iggy will be starting this bout out.
FBI: Iggy Swango is about as dumb as box of rocks but she’s a looker.
Hanks: Considering she’s a successful business woman, she’s most definitely smarter than you.
DING DING DING
FBI: I’m so jealous.
Hanks: Keep it in your pants, you deviant.
Mystery Man: Despite NSFW’s disposition towards DSR’s antics, this looks to be a clean fight so far.
Despite FBI’s longing, this is not the position Mike wants to be in with her head being squeezed by Swango’s thighs. She gets to feet and flips out of the hold with a double leg pinning combo. She bridges up on the toes of her boots…
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Swango compromises the bridge and pushes Mike off her. They both scramble to their feet. Mike ducks under a clothesline attempt, cinches in a reverse face lock, and then drops Iggy back first on her knee. Instead of going for a cover, Mike drags Iggy by the arm closer to their corner and tags in Bishop Church.
Mystery Man: Now here’s a huge size mismatch here…
Hanks: And you know in the EWC that it doesn’t matter.
Mystery Man: You’re right but physics are undeniable.
FBI: Church is dumber than Iggy. He doesn’t have what it takes.
Iggy Swango gets to her feet but is down quickly as Church runs through her with a shoulder tackle. Back up, Church cuts her off with a knee lift. Irish whip into the ropes, Iggy comes bounding back, Bishop tries to take her over with a huge overhead belly to belly suplex but Iggy out of desperation drives the point of her elbow into his shoulder. She drops to her feet and then dropkicks Church right in the knee. He drops to it. Iggy bounces off the ropes by her own volition and goes for a crossbody - Bishop catches her and throws her near Dreamweaver’s corner with a fallaway slam.
Mystery Man: Looks like Church welcomes to the competion and Iggy obliges aftet that hellacious throw.
Dreamweaver enters the ring. Bishop does not return her optimistic smile but nods respectfully before beckoning her to lock up. Quickly, Bishop, spins around Dreamweaver with a reverse waitlock and then takes her down for a slam.
Hanks: If this were amatuer wrestling, he would have just scored a point for a takedown.
FBI: Who gives a shit.
Mystery Man: No points but it does serve to wear down the dreamer of Freaks and Geeks.
Bishop keeps the reverse waistlock on with Dreamweaver in a seated position. With ease, he pulls her up and German suplexes her towards Swango. Weaver retreats to her corner and Iggy tags herself. She quickly leaps to the top rope and comes off with a double axe handle. Bishop sidesteps it and gives Iggy a release German suplex for her trouble. Church tags in Mike who then goes up to the top herself and hits a diving headbutt.
Mystery Man: McGuire hits the Racedrive! This one has racked up quite a few wins for the Bronx native!
Mike goes for the cover!
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Hanks: Only a two count!
FBI: She didn’t hook the damn leg. She should have known better.
Mystery Man: It’s also just the first nearfall of the contest! Tag titles on the line!
Mike gets Swango up to her feet, kick to the gut, and then goes for the Rubbernecker. The blonde punk rocker fights out of it with an elbow to the ribs and then counters with a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex!!
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Mike bridges out of the cover, twists Iggy around for a backslide!
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Only a nearfall for Mike. Mike pivots to her feet only to a get a single leg dropkick from Iggy! Iggy tags in Dreamweaver. The Dream Sound Revolution take advantage of the five seconds they have to legally both be in the ring and hit stereo spinning heel kicks to Mike!
Mystery Man: High Heels from the challengers!
Dreamweaver covers…
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McGuire gets her shoulder up!
Mystery Man: Another two count for the challengers! They’re on fire against NSFW!
FBI: Oh, who gives a damn about either of these teams. Bring on The Limit!
Hanks: No, thanks, I like teams that try to win matches actually.
Dreamweaver whips Mike into the corner and hits a running body splash that has Mike slumped into the corner. Ash tags in Swango and with a running start she looks to complete the Bass Whip but Mike rolls out of the way and Swango hits chestfirst into the turnbuckle. Mike rolls up Swango after the miss!
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Swango escapes the roll up after the misculation!
FBI: McGuire keeps missing out! I’d let Iggy hit me with her backside like that any day of the week.
Hanks: I’m sure the neckbrace would be worth it, huh?
Mystery Man: And besides, its a hip attack.
Mike pulls up Swango and goes for the Rubbernecker once again but Iggy shoves her away and goes for a sweeping roundhouse kick. Mike ducks and as Iggy is spun around, Mike with much exertion lifts her up and drops her on the back of her head with a back suplex.
Instead of going for the cover, Mike crawls towards her partner. Iggy Swango does the same. The crowd reaches a fever pitch as at the same time, Dreamweaver and Bishop are tagged in. They both have the same idea and charge at each other. Bishop deflects a superkick attempt and gutwrenches Ash into the air and drops her with a powerbomb. He drops down for a cover …
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Iggy sensing danger - kicks at Bishop to break up the cover before being admonished by the official.
Mystery Man: Smart move by Iggy to break up the pinfall.
FBI: Broken clock is right two times a day. She can’t even manage that.
Hanks: You’re as gross as Bennett sometimes, FBI.
Bishop, not too hurt by the kick, looks to seize victory in this match. He sees Dreamweaver doubled over. He smashes his knee into side of Dreamweaver’s head and collaspes on top of her for the cover!
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Mike cuts off Iggy before she can break up the pin again!
3!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: The winners of this match and still EWC Tag Team Champions, NSFW!
NSFW grab their titles from the referee, holding them up to their former challengers as they back up the ramp, leaving DSR in the ring by themselves.
Mystery Man: Strange reaction by Mike and Bishop this evening but rumor is that they’ve got through some type of incident with their opponents this evening.
FBI: Whatever, get them both out of the ring.
Hanks: NSFW has had a rough go with friends betraying them but I hope they realize that those two ARE their friends - opponents or not.
FBI: Who needs friends when you have gold?
Mystery Man: Some certainly think as such! Well, NSFW was successful in retaining tonight at Hardcore Revolution but will any more champions do the same?
The titantron begins to broadcast footage from backstage, specifically in a corner of a corridor next to a vending machine, as sitting on a metal folding chair is Robina Hood. The people of Lexington cheer at the sight of the lady in red as she appears to reading a book of some kind.
Hood: Do you know...
Leaves her lips before she closes the book and looks over towards the camera broadcasting her on the titantron.
Hood: Do you know...that this month marks the two year anniversary of the very first FSW Champion being crowned?
After saying her words The Purple Haired Dynamo momentarily opens her book to pull out a picture of Jason Hunter.
Hood: Do you know...that, to be crown the inaugural Champion, Jason had to face and defeat a small girl going by the name of Avery Barnes?
She slips the picture back into the book before placing it across her lap.
Hood: Do you know...since that very moment, nobody has managed to become a two time FSW Champion...at least until tonight?
Miss Hood stands up from her seat, allowing the book to fall upon the floor.
Hood: For tonight I'm going to welcome the being known as Decay into my Scene of Monster versus Monster and, if you hear me, remember these words for I'm allowing you this special moment to know a little bit about your role. For this Scene of mine will be playing similarities to this moment two years ago.
A smirk etches itself across the challenger's face.
Hood: However there are going to be a twist where the little woman defeats the big man this time round. For two years after the first FSW Champion is crowned I am going to further create history by becoming the first ever two time FSW Champion. For it is meant to be...
She trails itself off for a moment before puffing her chest out proudly.
Hood: Ten months ago I lost my precious Championship and, at the start of the year, I declared I'd become Champion again...and since then I've let nothing stop me get to this stage. While people like you, Xavier and Magdalena have been handed pay-per-view main events by simply holding MY gold, I'm the only member of FSW person who can win their way to said main events, let alone being the first and only member to main event two of these big events. So, you see, I've already made history on my way to this night and there is nothing you, or whichever version of you Decay, will be able to do to stop me achieving MY moment. For tonight is MY Scene, MY night and MY pay-per-fucking-view to finally take back MY Championship-
Robina had to stop herself and take a deep breath before revealing an evil looking smile.
Hood: For I won't be denied...not anymore...no matter what I have to do...
Deviously trails from the Englishwoman's lips before she walks away, leaving the book on the floor as the last thing seen before the area fades to black.
EWC INTERNATIONAL
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
ROB GARCIA
Vs GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Mystery Man: Up next is a bout with a build-up that has been... strange, to say the least, as Griffin Hawkins defends his Intercontinental Championship against the last remaining ReVenant, Rob Garcia.
FBI: If by strange you mean brilliant, then I agree with you. Griff's not gonna know what hit him!
Hanks: I think you might be right, unfortunately. The challenger's got a long history of...creative tactics.
Dobrev: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the International Championship! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, he weighs in at 245 pounds, he is the ReVenant... Rob Garcia!
The arena goes dark except for the fans cell phones. 'I wear a mean dark pair of shades...' plays throughout the arena and the crowd erupts in boos!. The music hits and the lights come on! Rob Garcia is standing at the top of the stage with Jeff Noon at his side. 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 and they start to walk towards the ring taking their time. 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 climbs the turnbuckle he pats his championship and then throws both fists in the air! He then jumps off the turnbuckle and walks to his corner where Jeff Noon is waiting. Jeff starts to whisper advice into Rob's ear as they stare ahead waiting for the match to start, the music fading as they plot and scheme.
Mystery Man: And by creative tactics, you mean cheating.
FBI: Shh! Don't use the c-word!
Hanks: Why not? It certainly applies. Hawkins is going to have to have eyes not just on the back of his head, but on every inch of his body.
Dobrev: His opponent, from Windsor, Ontario, Canada, he weighs in at 227 pounds, he is the reigning International Champion... Griffin Hawkins!
The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins! He has his guitar in hand as "Made In Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring. He then proceeds to get on the ropes, taking the International Title off his waist and raises it in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan. After he gets in the ring, he stares down the challenger as Noon suddenly pulls off his blazer to reveal...
Mystery Man: Is that...
FBI: It's a referee's shirt! Brilliant!
Hanks: Oh God. This is going to be highway robbery unless Griffin thinks of something... and it better be fast!
DING DING DING
Rob quickly rushes at Hawkins and drops low to slam into his knee with a dropkick. Hawkins buckles backwards and grabs the ropes for support, and as he does, Rob kips-up and uses the forwards momentum to send Hawkins over the top rope with a clothesline! Hawkins flips over the ropes and tumbles along the floor before winding up in a seated position, dazed and staring up at his challenger with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Mystery Man: Rob has taken the champion by storm!
FBI: Rob didn't come to play any games, he came to leave with the International Title!
Jeff Noon goes to start his count, but turns to see Rob offering him a large, rolled up stack of hundred dollar bills. The crowd boos at this maneuver, and Rob winks at Noon who smiles and takes the money. However, Noon then turns and tosses the money into the crowd, a lipreader might be able to make out the words "This is going to be a fair match Rob!", to which Rob looks mighty pissed off about, but no amount of anger matches the crowd's delight at having money thrown at them. All the while, Hawkins is just staring up at this exchange, eyes locked on the scene as he pulls himself up with the apron.
Hanks: Jeff Noon calling this one down the middle? Doubtful.
FBI: Jeez Hanks, the man just threw away like a thousand dollars. I'd say he is serious!
Rob points his finger at Noon in an intimidating manner, before Noon shrugs him off and goes back to counting Hawkins, who is back to his feet and sliding into the ring. Noon steps between Garcia and Hawkins and signals for them to lock up. Rob raises an eyebrow, but Hawkins is eager to do what he came to do. After a bit of circling each other, Rob and Hawkins engage a collar-and-elbow tie up. Hawkins is able to use his height advantage to get leverage, and he shoves Rob backwards into the ropes. Noon comes over and tells Griffin to break the hold on the ropes, so Griffin does so by taking Garcia's hand and Irish whipping him into the opposite ropes. Rob rebounds forward and ducks just in time to avoid the patented Shot in the Dark Superkick! Hawkins smiles, and appears to say "That close" while Rob looks angrily at him. He then shoots a glare at Jeff, and while Rob is looking at Jeff, Hawkins pulls Rob forward into a headlock that he transitions into a DDT! Hawkins quickly gets to his feet and starts to pull Garcia up as well. After a moment of jockeying for postion, Hawkins pulls Garcia forward into position for the exploder Suplex right into the middle of the ring! Hawkins makes the cover!
ONE!
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TW... KICKOUT BY ROB!
Mystery Man: Noon is certainly calling this one down the middle right now!
FBI: Of course he is!
Hawkins gets to his feet, and takes a second to catch his breath before bending over to start pulling Rob up, only to be met with a poke to the eye from Rob! Griffin recoils, clutching his face, but Noon is right there though and backs Rob up as he gets to his feet, yelling he'd disqualify him if he tried it again! The crowd cheers!
FBI: That son of a bitch has no loyalty!
Hanks: You might actually be right FBI, Noon...
Before Colin can finish his sentence, Noon turns to check on Hawkins, only to have Rob shove him forwards! The impact causes Jeff Noon to shoot into Hawkins' chest, whereupon Noon recoils dramatically, twisting around, doing a front flip, and landing flat on his back, seemingly unconscious!
Hanks: What the hell Rob!
Hawkins sees Noon laying there, and then he turns to Rob only to be catch with a punch to his throat, and then a kick to his groin! Hawkins' hands shoot for his groin as he falls over, gasping. Rob looks at Hawkins, who is incapacitated, and Noon, who conveniently has his head facing away from him as he lies on the canvas, and Rob rolls out of the ring. It isn't long before he grabs Hawkins' leg and yanks him out of the ring, forcing Hawkins to land roughly on the floor next to him. As Hawkins struggles on whether to hold his head or his junk, Rob reaches under the apron and produces a kendo stick! Hawkins's gaze shoots toward Noon, who is motionless in the ring but facing away, and he knows there's no help from him. So Rob starts to wail away on Hawkins! One hit! Two hits! Three hits! Four hits, all to the small of the back! Rob wails on Hawkins until the kendo stick is little more than splinters, at which point he drops the stick and yells at Hawkins, welts already forming on the man's back!
Mystery Man: That wasn't called for Garcia!
FBI: It's hardcore revolution, give him a break. Blame the stupid GM who didn't make the match a no DQ match.
Hanks: Even so, there's a difference between hardcore and just straight up abuse. That may have been legal in a hardcore match, but it would still be uncalled forl
After blasting Hawkins with the kendo stick, Rob hops onto the apron, looking back at the decimated International Champion,and as he sees Hawkins hasn't moved, he leaps onto the top rope looking for the moonsault! But Hawkins moves! Rob crashed hard to the ground as Hawkins slowly stands and grabs for the kendo stick! Just as Griffin is standing over Garcia, weapon in hand, Jeff Noon miraculously recovers from his near death experience, quickly rolls out of the ring, and snatches it from Hawkins. "No!" he can be heard yelling, and the crowd starts booing emphatically.
FBI: Looks like the son of bitch is finally doing his job, Hawkins has been cheating this whole match!
Hanks: What?
Hawkins rolls his eyes and turns around to Rob, who he then rolls into the ring. Hawkins Irish-Whips Rob into the corner, Hawkins then goes to run for the Stinger-Splash into the corner! Jeff Noon rushes in front of him and stops him, claiming all corner splashes are illegal! Griffin's eyes go wide with indignance.
Mystery Man: That's a new one.
FBI: You just don't go to the meetings!
Hanks: What meetings?
FBI: Exactly!
Hawkins and Noon argue but ultimate Hawkins just gives up and grabs Rob, Irish-Whipping him into the ropes, on the rebound Hawkins lands a bigtime Slingblade to the still disoriented Rob! Hawkins flips Rob over, then he grabs Rob up and rolls him into a painkiller, putting an insane amount of torque on Rob's knee and calf! The pain is immense, as we can gather from all of Rob's incoherent screams, but Rob is fighting for the ropes!
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Rob is tapping, Rob is tapping! But Jeff Noon is scratching his eye, complaining to the ringside doc a fly flew into it!
Hanks: You have got to be kidding me!
Mystery Man: It is getting a bit ridiculous at this point.
FBI: The man can't help he got a fly in his eye!
Hawkins releases the hold and rolls to yell at Noon. Noon simply puts his hands up, while also occasionally jabbing at the EWC logo on the shirt, the emblem of his authority while in this position. Hawkins eventually submits to the wishes of the official, but he isn't there for much longer. As Griffin yells at Noon, Rob sneakily rolls out of the ring and reaches under the apron for a steel chair. Rob can't put any weight on his leg, but he hobbles into the ring and rushes towards Hawkins! But Hawkins can hear Rob hobbling towards him, something Garcia did not account for, and Griffin ducks just as Rob swings the chair! The chair crashes into Jeff Noon's head, Jeff falls limp like a sack of potatoes! Rob backs up, dropping the chair with his hand over his mouth gasping. Rob goes to step towards Hawkins, but is met by a Shot in the Dark superkick right to his jaw! Rob falls sideways, landing on the ropes and he is just barely able to keep himself from falling. Hawkins grabs Rob, hooks his arms through Rob's limp limbs, then twists him around while turning his back to Rob and holding his wrists on his shoulders! Hawkins drops down, sending Rob face-first into the steel chair with the South of Heaven! Hawkins looks around, asking where the a ref is, just as Paul Turner rushes out to a massive pop from the crowd. Paul slides into the ring and counts the cover!
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner, and STILL EWC International Champion... GRIFFIN HAWKINS!
Hanks: In the end, Rob's cheating caught up with him and cost him big time!
FBI: Rob's cheating? Paul Turner wasn't even the ref of that match!
Hanks: Yeah, because if he had been, this match would have been over from the very start...
Griffin Hawkins rolls out of the ring, his belt in his hand and a smile on his face as he holds it proudly into the air. In the ring, Rob has crawled over to Jeff, Rob's face is bloodied. Rob rolls out of the ring and goes to pulls his manager out but Rob collapses to the floor. Medical staff rush over to he and Jeff Noon both.
Mystery Man: Congrats to Griffin on the defense, and here's hoping Rob isn't too banged up following that match.
The feed transitions backstage, and the crowd offers a somewhat favourable reaction for Ace King, who has the United States Championship draped over his shoulder. He walks intently, his game face at the ready. As he rounds a corner, he suddenly stops and looks skyward; much to his surprise, Rampage head referee John Dean is waiting.
John Dean: Ace, thank God I found you! Paul’s been looking everywhere for you.
Ace King: Oh?
John Dean: Yeah.
Ace ponders the thought for a moment; why would Paul Turner, head referee for pay-per-view matches, be looking for him? Then, it hits him, and a slightly dejected look crosses his face.
Ace King: Oh... You probably want this, right?
John simply nods as Ace slides the United States Championship off his shoulder and surrenders it so it can be hung above the ring. As John disappears with the gold, Ace’s gaze briefly wanders before being interrupted by a tap on the shoulder.
Ace Heart: Ace, are you OK to chat for a minute?
‘The Gambler’ simply nods at his namesake interviewer, a blank expression on his face as he peers over to Heart while the cameraman scurries into the proper position.
Ace Heart: It’s clear you had a hard time parting with the United States Championship a moment ago, Ace… After all, this is your 365th day holding that particular title... One full year... It must almost feel like it’s part of you now.
Ace King: I’m sure my shoulder’s probably indented the leather permanently.
The United States Champion allows a small smile to cross his face, appreciating the levity of the situation as he focuses once more.
Ace King: It’s been a crazy ride getting to this point, there’s no doubt… But please don’t mistake my words for a eulogy, because I’m not ready for this ride to end.
The crowd cheers as ‘The Gambler’ exhales heavily; before Heart can get another question in, King slowly puts a hand over the microphone.
Ace King: There’s nothing more to say. I know Georgie Nickles is going to empty the tank tonight, and I’m certainly ready to do the same. The time for talking was done a long time ago, and now? It’s time for actions to speak louder.
With that, the United States Champion gives Heart a pat on the back before taking his leave as we go to ringside.
EWC X-DIVISION
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
DRACO LAZARUS
Vs HAPPY
Mystery Man: What a night it’s been, guys.
FBI: And a lot more shit to hit the fan to go!
Hanks: I gotta tell you…
Mystery Man: Hang on, Colin. We have a situation brewing in the back.
FBI: See?!
We cut to backstage where Draco Lazarus is in the gorilla position waiting to come out for the X-Division Championship match. Happy is nearby and Draco is barking at Happy.
Draco Lazarus: Happy, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be relevant. You would be an uglier Frankie Romono. I OWN YOU!
Happy tries to get at Draco but is stopped by head referee Paul Turner.
Paul Turner: Wait for the ring!
Before Happy could even attempt to respond, he is jumped from behind by Ethan Alexander and D.J. Frank.
Hanks: This is uncalled for! The Limit is here!
Mystery Man: And they are wailing away on Happy!
FBI: This is awesome!
D.J. Frank picks Happy up off of the ground and hurls him into a cement wall. He and Ethan lay the boots on Happy as Happy fights to protect himself. Ethan walks over to a catering table and brushes off the contents, sending deli meat and cheeses flying. D.J. picks Happy up and drags him in that direction. Draco Lazarus just stands by pointing and laughing at Happy.
Mystery Man: There’s no way Happy can walk out of this night the X-Division Champion. He’s severely outnumbered!
FBI: The Golden Boy is about to have some gold!
Ethan grabs Happy by the head, shouting obscenities in his face. The two are getting ready to double-powerbomb him through the table. Happy musters up the strength and whips his leg backwards, delivering a hard low-blow to D.J. Frank. Frank drops to the ground. Happy drops to one knee and delivers a hard uppercut low-blow to Ethan Alexander.
Hanks: Both members of The Limit are down!
Mystery Man: But here comes Lazarus!
Draco Lazarus runs up to Happy and drills him in the temple with his golden cane. He tosses the cane aside and falls on top of Happy.
Draco Lazarus: Count it!
Paul Turner: This match hasn’t started yet!
Draco Lazarus: THEN START IT!
A conflicted Paul Turner looks around for a moment. He suddenly takes off and sprints through the curtains. Draco gets up off of Happy.
Draco Lazarus: Where the hell are you going?!
Turner sprints down the ramp and around the side of the ring to the scorekeepers’ table. Suddenly, Nina Dobrev gets up from her seat and raises the microphone to her mouth.
Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, referee Paul Turner has informed me that this X-Division Championship match has BEGUN!
DING DING DING
Turner sprints back around the ring and up the ramp. He finally makes it back to the gorilla position. Draco drops back down on top of Happy and Turner drops for the count.1
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Kickout by Happy!
Mystery Man: That whole sequence took far too long. Happy was able to recover!
FBI: That damn Turner just screwed Draco Lazarus!
Half a dozen EWC officials are now in the gorilla position as they have Ethan Alexander and D.J. Frank restrained and are removing them from the area. Draco gets up off of Happy and picks him up off of the ground. He grabs Happy by the head and slams it down onto the empty table. He leans over and picks up an aluminum tray off of the ground. He raises it above his head and smacks it down on Happy’s upper back. Draco laughs and tosses the tray aside. He slowly stalks at Happy, who is on his hands and knees on the ground. He bends over to pick Happy up, but Happy jams a metal fork into Draco’s left thigh!
Mystery Man: That had to hurt!
Hanks: I think I’m going to be sick.
Draco screams out in pain as he hobbles around the backstage area. Happy gets up to his feet and walks up behind Draco. He reaches down and grabs ahold of the fork and yanks it out of Draco’s thigh, inciting another yelp from the challenger. Blood slowly seeps into Draco’s golden tights, but not a lot of blood.
FBI: Happy is lucky he didn’t hit an artery! There would be hell to pay!
Hanks: HAPPY is lucky? I think DRACO is lucky!
Happy grabs Draco by the golden hair and pulls his head backwards, talking trash to him for a moment before putting Draco’s head under his arm and dropping Draco with a reverse DDT! He rolls into a cover on Draco.
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Happy pulls Draco up!
Hanks: Why did he do that?
Mystery Man: Clearly Happy wants to inflict as much punishment as possible on Draco Lazarus!
Happy sits up and pulls Draco’s head up. He reaches over and grabs the fork. He jams it into the forehead of Draco Lazarus, digging in deeper with every scream that escapes Draco’s lips.
FBI: Somebody stop this! This is cannibalistic!
Hanks: No rules, FBI!
Blood drips down Draco’s face as Happy digs into Draco’s flesh. Happy finally stops and tosses the fork aside. He looks at Draco’s face and a large smile spreads across his face.
FBI: This man is sick!
Hanks: I won’t necessarily disagree with that. He loves hurting people.
Happy gets up to his feet and pulls a mostly-limp Draco Lazarus up with him. He drags him over to a doorway and tosses him into the door, busting the door jamb and causing Draco to fly into a kitchen. Caterers are there preparing meals for EWC superstars and personnel. They look and see Draco and his bloody head and all scurry out of the kitchen. Happy follows after and stalks Draco. Draco reaches over and grabs a soup ladle and turns and swings, smacking it across Happy’s cheek. Happy stumbles backwards, grabbing his jaw as Draco finally gets a moment to relax a bit.
FBI: NO SOUP FOR YOU!
Hanks: Jeez. Did you ever expect to use that one?
FBI: No, but I couldn’t be happier right now!
Draco Lazarus sees a bottle of spiced rum that the caterers were using as an ingredient for a cake. He walks over and takes a swig of it. Just as Happy approaches Draco, Draco spits the rum out right into Happy’s face, the sting of the alcohol overtaking Happy’s eyes.
Draco Lazarus: This rum is dog shit!
Draco turns the bottle upside-down and pours the remainder of the bottle out onto the back of Happy’s head. Then he cracks the bottle down on the back of Happy’s head, sending him to the floor. He covers Happy.
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Kickout by Happy!
Hanks: Happy’s still in it!
FBI: What a waste of rum!
Lazarus gets off of Happy and yells at the referee for a second. He bends over and picks Happy up and walks over to the gas stove. He slams Happy’s head down onto one of the cool burners. He picks Happy’s head up and slams it down again. Suddenly, Draco’s eyes light up.
Mystery Man: What does Draco Lazarus have in mind?
Hanks: I don’t know, but it can’t be good!
Draco grabs Happy’s head and, once more, slams it down on the burner. This time, however, he holds Happy’s head down on the burner with his right hand. He reaches down with his left hand and twists the knob, creating a spark and igniting the burner. The rum catches the fire and a large flame pops up from the burner, singeing the side of Happy’s face and the top of his head.
Mystery Man: HOLY SHIT!
FBI: JESUS!
Hanks: He just lit Happy on fire for a moment!
FBI: And he said earlier in the week that he WOULD! He came through!
Happy scrambles around the kitchen, grabbing various objects and throwing them in anger and pain. Lazarus runs over to the sink and runs cool water. He puts his right index finger under the cool stream and pulls it up into his mouth.
FBI: Oh no! The flame got Draco, too!
Hanks: Oh no. His finger. Oh no. Whatever will he do?
Mystery Man: Half of Happy’s face is in a crisp!
FBI: Ha. Crispy. Remember when Draco said that earlier this week?
Lazarus shakes off the pain from his index finger as a small blister develops. Referees are checking on Happy. Paul Turner walks over to Draco and holds him back while they determine whether or not Happy can continue. Happy angrily reaches over and grabs the microwave, ripping it from the wall. He turns and hurls it in Draco’s direction. Happy’s red, bleeding, and blistering face is intense, but masked by an oddly sadistic smile.
Happy: FUCK! YOU!
Happy busts through the officials and sprints and spears Draco right into the stainless steel refrigerator, leaving a large blood-covered dent in the door. The back of Draco’s head smacks against the door as he falls to the ground in a heap. Happy drops down for a cover.
1
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BROKEN UP BY DOMINIC SANDERS!
Mystery Man: What the hell?! Where did he come from?!
Hanks: This is ridiculous! How much help is Draco Lazarus going to have?!
FBI: He’s got all the friends in the world!
Sanders grabs Happy and tosses him back out into the hallway. He grabs a toaster off of the countertop and runs and drives it into Happy’s forehead, busting him open even more. Sanders drops the toaster and walks back over to Draco and pulls him up to his feet. He makes sure Draco is good and he exits the kitchen. He walks over to Happy and spits on him before walking away on his own accord.
Hanks: I guess we can say that at least he didn’t have to be forced away?
Mystery Man: Deplorable actions from the number one contender to the Undisputed Championship!
Draco sees a bowl full of powdered sugar and he licks his right palm and smooshes his hand in the powder, coating his hand completely. He walks out to Happy, who is slowly getting to his feet. As Happy gets to his knees, Draco delivers a hard slap across Happy’s left burned cheek, leaving a powdered sugar hand print across Happy’s face.
Draco Lazarus: DRACO’S PIMP SLAP, BITCH!
Drazo begins laughing hysterically as he reaches down and grabs Happy, pulling him to his feet. He sees the large garage door leading into the garage area. He gets a full head of steam and runs and hip-tosses Happy right into the door, causing Happy to crash down to the floor. He covers Happy.
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Happy kicks out!
Hanks: How?
Mystery Man: I don’t know how, but there is no quit in Happy!
FBI: He can’t last too much longer!
Draco picks Happy up off of the concrete floor and walks over to the chain that is the manual method of raising the garage door. He wraps the chain around Happy’s neck and kicks him in the gut. Draco walks over to the wall where the button is to open the garage door electronically.
Hanks: Don’t do that! It’ll hang the man!
FBI: I feel like that’s his intention.
Draco laughs and presses the button, the garage door lifting up slowly and starting to cause the chain to move upwards as well. Happy frantically unwraps the chain from his neck and gets it off just as his feet were beginning to lift off of the ground.
Hanks: That was close. We almost saw something we didn’t want to see.
Mystery Man: Really…
Draco runs at Happy looking to clothesline him hard to the ground. Happy ducks under the clothesline attempt and Draco stumbles out into the garage. Happy grabs Draco from behind and runs and drives him hard into the side of a news van. He shoves Draco up against the van and drives knees into Draco’s midsection. He tosses Draco on the ground and walks over to the front of the van. He climbs up onto the hood and looks down at Draco. Happy shakes his head and turns and climbs up onto the roof of the van, now standing about nine feet above Draco.
Mystery Man: Draco is in trouble here!
Happy: EAT THIS!
Just before Happy is about to jump off of the roof of the van with the Eat This, Jeff Noon appears out of nowhere and grabs Draco and pulls him to his feet. Happy, angry, begins to descend the roof of the van. Noon begins to pull Draco away from the van and across the garage. Happy gets down off of the van and stares directly into Jeff Noon’s soul. He begins walking sternly towards the two. Noon lets Draco go and runs into the arena.
Hanks: Smart move by Jeff Noon. Run.
Mystery Man: But Draco Lazarus is STILL in this match!
As Happy approaches Draco, a car comes out of nowhere looking to strike Happy. Happy, seeing it coming, moves out of the way in the nick of time. The car goes pummeling into a concrete pillar in the garage. The driver spills slowly out of the door and onto the garage floor. It’s Rob Garcia!
Mystery Man: This is getting to be ridiculous! The Limit, Dominic Sanders, Jeff Noon, and now Rob Garcia. All of them have tried to help Draco Lazarus win this match!
Hanks: He will stop at NOTHING to walk away as the X-Division Champion!
Happy runs over to the car and grabs the keys out of the ignition. He grabs Garcia and tosses him back into the car and shuts the door. He uses the key fob to lock the doors and set the alarm. He tosses the keys hard across the garage as they slide and disappear under another car. He walks over to Draco and picks him up off of the ground. He lifts him up and drives him down with The Demon Awaits! He looks around to see if the coast is clear and he drops into a cover on Lazarus.
1
2
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DING DING DING
Referee Paul Turner looks at Happy and awards him with the X-Division Championship. Back in the arena, where the crowd is going crazy, Nina Dobrev stands up with the microphone.Dobrev: Here is your winner… and STILL EWC X-Division Champion… HAPPY!
Mystery Man: Somehow! Someway! Happy did it! He retained!
Hanks: Through ALL of the help that Draco Lazarus had… I don’t believe it.
FBI: I don’t either! That’s unbelievable!
The lights begin to flicker as the sound of thunder deafens the parking garage. Draco Lazarus gets his Golden Cane ready when the lights go out. When they come back on, Leviathan is standing a duel’s distance away donning his hooded robe. He is accompanied by The Prophet at his side and ten druids surrounding them. The Prophet removes her hood before addressing Draco.
The Prophet: Draco Lazarus. You saw our devastation knows no bounds. You know if you challenge Leviathan, you will fall. Maestro will fall. But there is much you don’t know. Lucky for you, Leviathan knows. The life you are living is a lie. But Leviathan can bring you the truth. You can join the cause. You are being given a chance to be a part of the New World Order according to Leviathan. It is your time to make a choice. BOW DOWN or BE DESTROYED!
Draco Lazarus, sweating profusely and his smug smile replaced by a trembling lips, backs up into a Kia. He looks around a for an exit, but, as he looks to his left, a group of disciples appear. The same occurs when he looks to his right. Draco takes in a cowardly GULP, contemplating his angle. As he is about to speak…
HOOOOONNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKKK!
HOOOOOONNNNNKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
Draco almost pulls muscles in his neck and back as he turns to see a black van approach at an unsafe speed. Draco uses his athleticism to hop onto the hood of the car, climb up to the top, then leap from car to car. The Prophet snaps her fingers, the horde flanking him behind to charge in. The black van screeches to a halt as Draco is a few cars away. The side door slides open. The Limit hops out holding baseball bats. Rob Garcia, who had retreated back into the Rupp Arena, comes out with Jeff Noon and baseball bats of their own. The Limit head to the right and clear out a handful of druids with the bats. Rob fights off a few to the left then grabs Draco and helps him into the van. The Limit follow suit and hop in the van. Instead of hopping in the van, Rob grabs the door handle.
Rob Garcia: I GOT THIS! I want to see what Lesbiathan is all about. Get Draco out of here!
Rob Garcia slams the door shut. Jeff Noon rolls down the passenger window about to try to convince Rob to change his mind, but the driver, Dominic Sanders, realizes a few dozen more druids are about to be surrounding the car. Sanders peels off, knocking a handful of druids down and out during the getaway. Jeff Noon screams out...
Jeff Noon: ROOOOOOBBBBBBBB!
Rob Garcia takes out a handful of druids with the baseball bat, but their numbers are too many. Two druids grab the bat as Rob was about to swing at another. A few more come and tackle him. Six druids pile on, before others come to pull them off, and they begin collectively stomping on Garcia. The Prophet snaps her fingers, and the assault stops, and Rob Garcia is brought to his feet. The Prophet walks up, runs her fingers down Rob’s chest before taking a step back.
The Prophet: You have intervened at the wrong time. Your friend’s life was about to change for the greater good. Before you are offered the same choice, you must be punished for your transgression.
Leviathan steps forward, Rob looks his former nemesis up and down.
Rob Garcia: Don’t know what all the fuss is about. You’re still NOSEtalgia. With a haircut and new wardrobe. Yo…
Before Rob Garcia can finish, Leviathan thrusts his hands around the neck of Rob Garcia. Leviathan lifts Garcia high into the air, then slams him down onto the hood of a Toyota Corolla. The Prophet snaps her fingers again, the horde begins to disperse. The sound of doors and trunks opening can be heard as Leviathan and The Prophet head back toward the entrance of the Rupp Arena.
As Happy makes his way back to his locker room,wearing the X-Division Title over his right shoulder an unfriendly face approaches him. Maestro is saying as he holds his hands out, trying to convey Peace. Happy is knuckled up to strike.
Maestro: Happy, I am not here to fight. You know I did not condone Draco’s actions. I understand if business ties need to be cut. But now, now we have a much bigger problem.
Happy lets his guard down, shifts the X-Division Title from his right to left shoulder.
Happy: You are finally ready to admit you made a mistake.
Maestro grunts frustrated at the truth.
Maestro: Goddamnit Happy. He <BLEEP>in' killed Margot. You think he is gonna stop there? You think your little MC is gonna get off scott free? Now who is in denial.
Happy shakes his head at the audacity of Maestro acting like he is still holding all the cards. So Happy simply responds.
Happy: November 24, the next Full Moon.
Happy walks into his locker room, then allows Maestro into his locker room to continue the discussion. The door slams in the camera's face.
EWC UNITED STATES
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
GEORGIE NICKLES
Vs ACE KING
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 Dobrev: Making 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 the oncoming challenge.
Mystery Man: She's been ready for this match since Night of Champions when she won the number one contendership, and now Georgie Nickles marches into this ladder match against Ace King, determined to win the her first EWC Gold.
FBI: Bah, this match would have been better with Legion!
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Nina Dobrev: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is the United States Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring a hole through through Georgie Nickles.
Mystery Man: This match is going to be something special, i can already tell!
Hanks: We've been waiting months for this!
King and Nickles stare a hole through each other, as...
DING DING DING
With that they explode at each other into a shoulder/collar tie up, King gets the edge and turns it into a wrist lock, Georgie rolls under and into a waist lock, King headbutts backwards giving himself enough space to pry Georgie's wrists, and yank her into a side headlock. Georgie rushes forwards into the ropes, and Georgie uses the momentum to send King rebounding, Georgie drops down and King leaps over, on the second rebound King leapfrogs over Georgie, the crowd is going crazy!
Hanks: WHAT A MATCH SO FAR!
King and Nickles take the moment to shake hands, before locking into another shoulder/collar tie up, this time Nickles takes the lead and shoves King back before catching him on the side of his head with a roundhouse kick, King stumbles to the side. Nickles pursues him but King leaps at her and hits a quick slingblade. Both are back and to their feet in a heartbeat, a kick from King, a punch from Nickles, a slap from King and a kick by Nickles, the crowd is going ballistic at this point!
Mystery Man: They are putting on a clinic, and we haven't even had a ladder introduced!
King shoves Nickles backwards, she ducks his clothesline and runs for the opposite ropes. King turns around and is slammed by a spear! He is back to his feet, but soon dropped on his head via Nickles getting him in a headlock and running across the ropes to drop him with a tornado DDT! Nickles rolls outside the ring and reaches under the apron, she grabs a table! Nickles sets it up, and then she goes back under the ring, this time for a ladder! Nickles slides the ladder into the ring, just as Ace is standing. She enters to meet him but Ace quickly rushes over and hits a European Uppercut just as she starts to climb in! Ace rolls out of the ring as Nickles stands back up, he takes the back and then lifts with all his might for a massive German Suplex dropping Georgie back-of-the-head first on the apron!
FBI:It's kind of nice to see that Georgie bitch get slapped around!
King enters the ring again and begins to set the ladder up, on the outside Georgie Nickles tries to catch her bearings. King begins to climb, but Nickles is back in the ring and is just barely able to leap and grab his leg! She pulls herself up the ladder while holding onto Ace, and then she turns while grabbing his head for a neckbreaker from five feet in the air! Both are down!
Mystery Man: What an impact!
Nickles slowly drags herself over the ladder, and up the ladder! As she gets halfway up the ladder, Ace is on his feet, and charging up the ladder across from Nickles. Nickles is almost at the top, reaching for the title, but she is only able to graze her fingertips across the United States Title. Ace gets to the top, and drives a forearm into Nickles' gut, then grabs her head and slams it into the top of the ladder. Ace grabs her head again, leaps, as they free fall from the ladder, Ace transitions Nickels into High Roller. Once again, both fierce competitors are motionless for the better part of a minute.
Mystery Man: These two are putting it all on the line here.
FBI: I wouldn't mind if neither got up.
Hanks: Ace and Nickles share a never say die attitude, they are both still conscious, so we have reason to stay on the edge of our seats.
Ace is the first to stir, he leans up for a few seconds before pushing up to his feet. He looks over to see Georgie beginning to stir. Ace looks up at the United States Title, then back over to his opponent. He decides to head over to Georgie as she pulls herself up with help from the ropes. Georgie rests for a moment on the ropes away from Ace, giving him the chance to come up from behind, and scoop her up his shoulders for an Argentine Neckbreaker, but Georgie counters by driving a few elbows in the side of Ace's head, then escape his grasp.As she does, she knocks the ladder out of position. Ace turns, Georgie sends him hard to the mat with Rebel Yell. Georgie staggers back into the corner. A few seconds later, Ace is pushing himself to his feet, Georgie takes a few quick strides over, and drives Ace headfirst into the canvass with the Ego Breaker.
Mystery Man: Georgie Nickles with a devastating combo after that counter. The United States Title could be hers.
FBI: That impact from High Roller off the top of the ladder has clearly slowed her roll now though.
Georgie takes a few seconds to stare at the downed champion, before turning to the ladder. She walks over, grabs the ladder, then drags it over to under the United States Title. It takes her a handful of seconds to complete this task. She looks over to see Ace stirring, but not in any position to move on her. She grabs a few rungs above her head, and slowly begins her ascent. Some of the fans are going crazy, while others are shocked in silence as she makes it up a quarter of the ladder. This is when Ace gets to his feet, Georgie seems to sense this, looks over to see Ace staggering over. Georgie turns herself around, leaps, wraps her legs around Ace's head, and sends him crashing down with a Flying Headscissors.
Mystery Man: The Real Rebel Child took another big time risk there. Once again both these competitors are going to need some time before the cobwebs shake out.
Georgie is the first to her feet seemingly forever later, but Ace King is not far behind her. Georgie gets to Ace as he gets to his feet, she connects with a kick to the gut, then goes for the Twist of Fate, but Ace pushes her off. Georgie turns and comes toward Ace, but Ace counters with a kick to her knee. Georgie leans forward, Ace quickly grabs her, sets her up, lifts, her up, and slams her down with the first Vertical Suplex of Four of a Kind. The fans emphatically counts along.
"1!"
Ace does not release his grip, rolls them up to their feet, sets Georgie up and slams her down again.
"2!"
Again, Ace holds onto Georgie, rolls them up to their feet, sets her up and slams her down again.
"3!"
For the last time, Ace maintains his grip, rolls them up to their feet, sets Georgie up and slams her down.
"4!"
Georgie lets out a grunt of pain as she grabs at her back.
Hanks: What a display of strength by Ace King there. Despite all the pain Georgie and the ladder match itself has inflicted, Ace managed to pull off Four of a Kind.
Ace is taking a knee, catching his breath, recharging before what he hopes is the last time he has to climb the ladder. After more than a few seconds, The Gambler gets to his feet, and makes is way to the ladder. He is halfway up before The Real Rebel gets to her feet. As he gets 3/4 the way up the ladder. Georgie looks up and the adrenaline gives her an instant boost as she realizes her plight. She knows she won't make it up the ladder, so she goes for plan B. She lunges to her feet, sprints to the corner. Ace is a rung from the top as she gets to top turnbuckle. Ace has his hand on the United States Title when Georgie leaps, and connects with a Missile Dropkick with enough force to knock the ladder over, sending Ace King crashing down outside the ring.
Mystery Man: Some veteran ingenuity and quick thinking saved Georgie Nickles' United States Title hopes there.
Hanks: This match has been as competitive and gut wrenching as we expected, and then some. Ace King's title reign is in big trouble here. He is not moving, then again, Georgie is holding her back, taking a while to regain her strength after the adrenaline boost wore off and the pain set back in.
Georgie needed a good minute or so to regain the necessary energy to scale the ladder. She staggers over to it, and begins to slowly climb up. As she gets halfway up, Ace begins stir, and when she gets 3/4 the way there, Ace is on his feet, observing his potential heartbreak. His adrenaline boost allows him to forget about the pain, slide into the ring and have his hands on the base legs of the ladder as Georgie gets to the top. Georgie gets her hand on the title, right before Ace musters enough strength to tip the ladder, sending Georgie crashing down onto the mat.
Mystery Man: They are going Tit for Tat here. Saving his hopes of retaining may have taken the last of Ace's strength.
Hanks Georgie isn't moving this time, but like Georgie, Ace is too ragged to capitalize with any quickness.
FBI: I hope this match is over with the quickness.
A minute or so later, Ace King on his feet and makes his way over the ladder, now leaning against the ropes. He grabs the ladder, but instead of dragging it to the center of the ring, he slams it shut, picks it up, walks it over, and places it in the corner, between the ropes. He slowly makes his way over to Georgie as she is finally pushing herself to her feet. Ace helps her up, only to deliver a few European Uppercuts, forcing her into the corner. He grabs her by the arm, and goes for an Irish Whip. but Georgie counters, and winds up sending Ace gut first into the ladder. Georgie then charges from behind, and connects with a Dropkick to the back of Ace's head, the force of which causes Ace to lean half onto the ladder. Georgie helps Ace onto the ladder fully, then turns and begins to climb to the top top turnbuckle. The Real Rebel Child sets herself, leaps, and gets enough air to come down with Revolutionary Revolution, unfortunately for Georgie, the impact is with the ladder, as Ace King rolled off at the last second. Georgie hangs motionless over the ladder. Ace takes a few seconds to get to his feet then Georgie. The Gambler grabs her, drags her off the ladder, and into Torture Rack position then slams her down with the Psycho Driver, completing the Blackjack Bomb onto the ladder. A great number of fans collectively sigh at the impact.
Mystery Man: You might just be getting your wish, FBI! Neither of these valiant competitors has much left in the tank!
Again Ace falls to a knee to take time to recharge. A handful of seconds later, he drops to the mat, rolls under the ropes the outside. He reaches under the ring, grabs a ladder, drags it out then slides it into the ring, then follows suit. He drags the ladder over, sets it up, and begins his ascension. As he gets halfway up, Georgie begins to stir. She rolls off the ladder, and takes a few seconds to push herself to her feet. By this time Ace is a rung away. Georgie staggers into the ladder. She grabs it by the base legs like Ace did earlier and starts to push, but it is too late. Ace King has the United States Title in his grasp, and unhooks it. Georgie drops to her knees as she hears the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner and STILL EWC United States Champion.. ACE KING!
Mystery Man: Fantastic Match!
FBI: Meh. I've seen better. Then again, I've also seen NSFW.
Hanks: These two certainly delivered on the hype.
Ace celebrates in the ring as he's handed his title, then he rolls out to check on Georgie. They celebrate together, holding their hands high into the air. A respect has been earned today, they head up the ramp together.
From the backstage area of the Rupp Arena, Candy is standing proudly before the camera as she shows off the Indy Championship.
Candy: Sooooo, who’s all ready for a title defense tonight?!
A cheer comes from inside the arena.
Candy: Glad to know I’m not the only one.
She adds with a giggle.
Candy: All kidding aside, tonight is a big night for Prime. Our brand finds itself as a lead in to the Main Event. Which is pretty darn cool if you ask me. And I promise to keep it sweet by retaining my Indy Championship!
Candy nods.
Candy: Now I don’t know if Dominic Sanders is here or not, but I’m sure he’ll be paying attention to my match all the same. I hope he gets a good look at how far I’ll go to keep the gold around my waist. Because with WrestleFest coming up around the corner, I plan on going out there and making a statement. Showing him that I’m not ready for anyone to overtake the Candy Castle. No matter what championship I’m defending!
With one last look of determination, Candy goes walking out of view.
“Phenomenal” by Eminem hits throughout the Rupp Arena and the crowd erupts into boos. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a suit with The Limit in tow, also both in suits with the sleeves cut off. Sanders stands at the top of the ramp and looks out over the displeasing crowd as The Limit taunts the crowd, causing louder boos. The three begin making their way to the ring.
Hanks: Well, this can’t be good for anyone.
Mystery Man: I see they’ve made it back to the arena after getting Draco Lazarus out of dodge.
FBI: And they’ve cleaned up really well, too.
Hanks: I don’t know. Ethan needs to go back and cut some more sleeve off of the right side. They’re uneven.
FBI: Really? That’s the kind of stuff you notice?
Hanks: What? It’s bugging me!
The three men climb up the ring steps and onto the apron, looking out over the crowd before stepping through the ropes. Sanders walks over to Nina Dobrev and yanks the microphone out of her hand. He dismisses her to the corner of the ring and steps into the center of the ring as his music fades out and The Limit stands behind him.
Sanders: Ladies and gentlemen! You’ve been witnessing a mediocre event tonight! I mean, it has been OKAY, but really… no Dominic Sanders or The Limit fighting tonight? It hasn’t been THAT good!
Sanders snickers as the crowd boos loudly again.
Sanders: But now that we are here? This night has gotten SO MUCH BETTER! I mean… sure, we had some business to attend to earlier with Draco Lazarus. But other than that, we haven’t even graced the wretched people of Frankfurt with our presence!
The crowd boos loudly one more for the mention of the wrong city.
Hanks: ...
FBI: Before you say anything, Colin, I can assure you that he knows.
Sanders: Now, what am I doing here right now? Well, let’s see. There’s about to be an Indy Championship match between Jonty Kelly and Candy. This Candy chick just said something in the back to me about wondering if I was watching... Candy... Candy... why is that name familiar?
Ethan Alexander leans into the microphone.
Alexander: Because she’s that whor…
Sanders takes the microphone away from Ethan’s mouth. He wags a finger in his face.
Sanders: Now, now, Ethan. You can’t say ‘whore’ in a family atmosphere!... Oh… Oops! I guess I just did. Well, fuck it! You’re right, Ethan. She’s that WHORE that is holding on for dear life to the EWC Undisputed Championship… MY Undisputed Championship.
The three men share a laugh as the crowd continues to shower them with hatred.
Sanders: Candy, listen up and listen good! You’ve got 49 days. That’s seven weeks, in case you didn’t know. SEVEN weeks left to snuggle… dry hump… smear chocolate all over… whatever it is that you do with that Championship belt. And then I will be taking it from you at WrestleFest. Of course, I’ll sanitize the son of a bitch, first.
D.J. Frank is seen nodding his head in agreement with this. He mouths the word “nasty” in the background as fans are booing their heads off.
Sanders: But… for now… I am going to sit here at ringside and get a front-row seat to watch Candy lose the Indy Championship to Jonty Kelly.
Sanders smiles as he drops the microphone at Nina Dobrev’s feet and he steps out of the ring. The Limit high-fives Sanders as they make their way to the back. Sanders plops a seat down in Nina Dobrev’s chair as he waits for the match to begin.
EWC INDY
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
JONTY KELLY
Vs CANDY
The camera cuts to ringside, as the crowd buzzes about the upcoming match.
Mystery Man: It’s not often the EWC Undisputed Champion is not in the final match of the card, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t prepared to steal the show tonight.
FBI: Wouldn’t be very nice of her to do that, but Candy is a double champion for a reason, no matter how nauseous she makes me.
Hanks: She’s sweet and wholesome, that’s why. But I’m looking forward to this match, guys.
FBI: So am I, but for different reasons. Candy has overcome many challenges in her time here, but I think she’ll react to getting her head kicked clean off her shoulders the same as anybody else.
The camera cuts to the ring, where Nina Dobrev is standing ready.
Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Indy Championship!
The sound of a bullet being fired echoes through the arena, before Heavy is the Head begins to play. Smoke begins to fill the top of the entrance ramp. Eventually, Kelly bursts through the smoke, wearing a mouth mask with a bullet between teeth design on it. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp, makes a two finger gun on each hand and fires a shot into the crowd on either side of him. As he does so, pyro goes off on either side of him
Dobrev: Introducing, from Melbourne, Australia, he weighs in at 225 pounds, he is THE LETHAL WEAPON.....JONTY KELLY!
After making his way down the entrance ramp, Kelly enters the ring and immediately jumps on a turnbuckle and poses, holding up four fingers in his right hand and a two finger gun pointed downward in his left hand. Kelly then climbs down and takes off his mouth mask, ready to fight.
Mystery Man: Jonty Kelly has risen through the ranks of Prime remarkably quickly, and could win quite the purse tonight.
FBI: He’d get a title off of Candy, which would be great, and he might be back in the G1? I’m not sure how that works.
Hanks: Well I think this is just for the title, since Candy was the one saying she’d defend the title during the G1, and I haven’t seen anything mentioning that this is a qualifying match. Still, being the one to finally unseat the Undisputed Champion, even if it isn’t that belt on the line, is plenty to shoot for.
Just as "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter starts to play throughout the arena, fans immediately start to cheer as Candy emerges from the back all smiles as she does a little dance at the top of the stage. As Candy finishes showing off her moves, she stands at the top of the ramp for moment as she points to the championship around her waist.
Dobrev: Making her way to the ring from Candyland, please welcome your EWC Undisputed and Indy Champion...'The Sweet Treat'...CAAAAAANDYYYYYY!!
After her name is announced, Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy unstraps the title from her waits and shows it off to the cheering crowd as she waits for her music to subside.
Mystery Man: I’m hard pressed to think of a more dominant wrestler in Prime’s history than Candy.
FBI: She’s certainly been at the top of the mountain for a while, and I don’t think anyone else ever won a match to crown the EWC Undisputed Champion, but the longer she stays up there, the more satisfying it’s going to be to see her fall.
Hanks: Honestly, I am proud to have her as the Undisputed Champion, and I want to see her cement herself in EWC’s annals.
FBI: I’d love to see her cement some annals.
The official checks to make sure that Kelly and Candy are both prepared for the match ahead. When he is satisfied, he signals for the bell.
DING DING DI--
But just as the timekeeper tries to make good on that signal, “Time” by Pink Floyd blares over the speaker system, and the crowd erupts into a maelstrom of reactions. Some are excited by the implications of the interruption, but most of the fans are howling with rage, both with disgust in Aeon’s existence and with the disappointment of not getting the match they paid to see.
Mystery Man: What’s this?
FBI: I mean, it’s not the timing I would pick, but it’s a pretty good power move.
Hanks: That’s Aeon Khronos’s music, and if he’s interrupting right now, it can only mean one thing!
Aeon Khronos emerges from the curtain, in no hurry to make his way down to the ring. But every time the official looks like he wants to start the match, he shouts down the ramp and holds up his Primetime Briefcase. The referee tells him to get to the ring, which Khronos proceeds to do, if slower than everyone would like. But as soon as he walks up the steps and enters the ring, he moves right toward the official and hands him the briefcase, who in turn hands it to a nearby tech as Nina grabs a mic.
Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, Aeon Khronos has just cashed in his Primetime Briefcase, which means that this is now a triple threat match for the Indy Championship!
Khronos makes a show of doing some stretches in one corner while smugly staring down Candy and Kelly. The official stands between the visibly annoyed Candy and Kelly and the newly arrived Khronos, once again reminding them about what rules still apply and ensuring a clean start. Once he has, he signals again for the bell. There’s a slight delay, as though the timekeeper is waiting for something else to happen, but when it doesn’t, the immortal sound rings through the arena.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings and the match is officially underway, Kelly and Candy both rush at Khronos. The crowd cheers as Kelly lays into him with right hands. When he takes a break to wind up a big haymaker, Candy nips in with a forearm smash to the chest to jolt Khronos which is followed by that big haymaker that floors the Time Wizard. Candy lays into Khronos with stomps, and soon after Kelly joins her, Khronos bails out to the outside of the ring. The crowd cheers while Khronos gets up to his feet, pounding angrily on the apron. After a moment, however, he just walks backward and leans back against the barricade, waving at Candy and Kelly dismissively. The crowd boos as the official tries to get Khronos back into the ring, but Khronos points out there are no countouts or disqualifications in triple threat matches, making the official throw up his hands and turn back to the action. A good thing he did, too, as he’s just in time to see Kelly blast Candy in the back with a double axe handle. The crowd boos again as Candy recoils, leaning heavily into the ropes until Kelly yanks her off with an Irish whip. As she barrels back, Kelly bends over for a spinebuster, but when he reaches for Candy, she flips forward over his back, landing on her feet before flipping forward a second time, handspringing into the ropes before bouncing back and launching herself backwards with an elbow strike to Kelly just as he turns around, bringing him down to the canvas. Kelly quickly rolls back up to his feet, but Candy is already charging in with a running dropkick that drops him to the mat. Kelly rolls up again and plants himself, but instead of feeling another strike he’s braced for, he sees Khronos pulling Candy backwards by the hair, yanking her out of the air as she leaps for another dropkick, landing hard on back and the back of her head. The crowd boos as Khronos steps into the ring, smug shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
Mystery Man: A nasty collision of skull and canvas there as Khronos continues to prove his point about seeing into the future.
Hanks: I don’t know about that, but whether it’s future sight or just good reaction times, Khronos is a force to be reckoned with.
FBI: It could also just be mind games, which I’d also be fine with.
Kelly stares Khronos down as Candy rolls under the ropes, hands cradling the back of her head. Khronos continues to smirk at him, then backs quickly into the ropes when Kelly rushes him. However, given the lack of disqualifications in a triple threat, the official is helpless to stop Kelly from pounding on Khronos’s face with repeated right hands. Realizing that there’s no help coming from the official, and remembering that there are no rules, Khronos shoots his leg up between Kelly’s legs, the crowd booing as the assault ends with a low blow. Kelly staggers backward, clutching at his family jewels as Khronos straightens himself up. He comes forward, pulls Kelly forward into a front headlock, then yanks one of his arms away from his crotch to drape in suplex position before pulling the rest of him over in a snap suplex. He floats over into a cover.
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Kelly kicks out quickly, but Khronos simply sits him up and lifts one arm up and behind his head, locking in a seated arm wrench. Kelly flails with his other arm, trying to get himself free. It doesn’t take long to twist himself over onto his knees, even though Khronos makes him pay for it by twisting on the arm in an even more painful angle. It looks like he’s trying to rip Kelly’s shoulder out of socket, but Kelly is quick to use his own legs to break the hold, stomping Khronos’s toes as soon as he has a foot underneath him, forcing Khronos to yelp and release the hold. The crowd cheers for a moment at this unsportsmanlike display, purely because of the retaliatory nature of it, then they cheer louder and more enthusiastically when Kelly ducks in, then hauls Khronos up and over, finally finding that spinebuster he was looking for on Candy! He shifts his weight so he can get a pin attempt in.
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Khronos kicks out just after the second count. Kelly doesn’t look surprised, but he is still a little frustrated.
Mystery Man: What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, it seems.
FBI: Khronos still came out ahead. I mean, he isn’t the one with punted nuts.
Hanks: It’s a little early to be frustrated, but in light of your insights, I can understand why.
Kelly stands over Khronos and starts to lift him up, but just as he grabs at the Time Wizard’s head, he realizes he’s exposed, but just as he starts to yank himself out of harm’s way, Candy is already in position and wraps her leg around his neck to yank him down to the ground in a leg-wrapped DDT! After she lays him out on the canvas with her Candy Blast, with Khronos and Kelly both down near each other, Candy quickly leaps up into the air, landing in the splits with one leg across each man’s throat! She quickly hauls her legs back in and tries for a cover on Kelly.
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Kelly kicks out! Candy sighs, the reaction very similar to Kelly’s just a moment ago. She switches, looking to try a pin on Khronos, but the instant she is facing him, he reaches up and pulls her over into an inside cradle!
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Candy kicks out just in time! Khronos rolls off of her, bumping into Kelly on the way. He scrambles to his feet to beat Candy there, nailing her with a palm strike that sends her reeling into the ropes. But before he can capitalize, Kelly, who was stirred into action when Khronos bumped into the Lethal Weapon, seizes Khronos from behind in a full nelson! Khronos flails a bit, trying to lessen the pressure by pushing himself to his full height, but that’s exactly what Kelly wanted as he pulls Khronos over in a dragon suplex! Kelly holds the bridge as he goes for the pin!
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The count is broken when Candy lands on Kelly, having leapt as high as she could to come down on him with a double knee drop! Kelly falls flat on the mat and Khronos’s shoulders roll off the canvas as a result. Once free, he takes the opportunity to roll out of the ring, once again leaving only the originally booked pair in the ring.
Mystery Man: Candy hitting some big moves in that series, but Khronos once again catching Candy unaware.
FBI: You know, if he is actually a Time Wizard or whatever, I wonder if he is focusing too much on Candy’s timeline, or whatever.
Hanks: He did lose to Kelly on Prime, so maybe he’s looking for Candy to be the weak link? If that’s his logic, I would suggest he look elsewhere.
Candy is first to her feet and stalks Kelly as he pushes himself up. As soon as he is upright enough, she grabs at the back of his neck, but before she can get a good enough hold to land a jawbreaker, Kelly’s arms shoot up to break the grip. He tries to grab her for his Crossface, but the instant she feels that coming, Candy does a front flip onto her back which throws Kelly off long enough for her to reach back and kick him in the head while supine. As he staggers back, she kips up quickly and then leaps up onto the middle rope, springboarding off and twisting around, wrapping her arm around his neck and trying to pull him down into a tornado DDT! However, he’s not ready to go down that easily and plants his front foot, stopping her momentum and letting him catch her. He positions himself with his back to one of the corners, then reaches up to wrap an arm around her neck and another around her leg, then whips her over his head in a big exploder suplex! The crowd boos as Candy crashes into it and falls to the canvas in a heap, knowing what’s coming even before Kelly rushes the far ropes before nailing Candy with a straight kick to the side of the head just as she started to push herself up! His combination complete, Kelly rolls Candy onto her back and goes down into a pin attempt!
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Candy kicks out! Kelly grips his forehead with his hands, and if he had enough hair for it, he’d be pulling on it. He stands up and looks like he’s going to continue his assault on Candy, but as he reaches for her, he hears a loud, high pitched buzzing noise. He turns toward the source of it and it is Khronos, holding a thin metal rod with a flashing blue light on the end of it in his direction. Kelly raises an eyebrow, looking more confused than anything, but whatever Khronos’s intentions with his Aerochronometer, he gave Candy enough of an opening to slip away and start pushing herself up in the center of the ring, away from Kelly’s clutches. Kelly leans out of the ring, his mouth wide as he starts to shout at Khronos, but before he can chide him for the distraction or playing with a child’s toy, Khronos winds up and clocks Kelly upside the head with his wand-like item! The metal is clearly solid, as Kelly’s head whips around as he staggers back toward the center of the ring, and he’s stunned enough for Candy to regain her wits before grabbing him and planting her ass in the canvas for that jawbreaker! The crowd cheers when she hits her CCR, then starts murmuring as she goes for the win!
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Kelly kicks out! Even after he does, the cameras get a look at him and his eyes seem glazed over, showing that it was instinct alone that saved him.
Mystery Man: An excellent exchange between Kelly and Candy there. I know it’s legal, but it’s a shame Khronos felt the need to interject with a weapon there.
FBI: May I recommend to him a tool of ultimate power and dominion over the universe that does more than just whine at people?
Hanks: Whatever it’s made of is clearly solid, or did you miss the part where Kelly damn near got whiplash from getting hit with it?
Candy gets up and looks like she’s preparing for her next big move to put Kelly away, but Aeon flashes his Aeonchronometer at her as well, the high-pitched noise piercing through the boos of the crowd. She raises an eyebrow, more confused than anything else, while the official is trying to get Khronos to leave it outside the ring. He doesn’t know what the noise or the flashing is for, he just knows he saw him blast Kelly with it and would rather that not become a trend. But without any rules to back him up, the best he can do is plead, and his request is denied.
Khronos flashes the device up and down Candy’s body, as though scanning her. Candy looks baffled, but she is not prepared to let this match go to waste, and when Khronos gets to the bottom of his sweep, Candy quickly swoops in, grabs him in a headlock, and rushes forward in a quick bulldog! The crowd cheers uproariously as Khronos faceplants, the grip on his wand failing as it skids to the edge of the ring, where the official promptly kicks it out of the ring entirely, earning himself a cheer as well. Candy then descends on Khronos as he tries to push himself up, blasting him with a punt kick to the ribs that knocks him back down and over onto his back. Candy takes the opening she made herself and sits Khronos up long enough to get one leg around his far arm. As soon as she has done that, she raises the other leg up and wraps her arms around his neck, locking him in the Candy Wrapper! The crowd roars as they see Khronos in pain, waiting for him to submit. He shakes his head wildly, unable to articulate well with his arms. Being so much taller than Candy, he’s able to get her legs to sit in the insides of his elbows, which only helps somewhat, as he’s still being pulled in two different directions, but it’s enough for him to try and pull himself forward with gritted teeth. He’s in a seated position still, and even so, his whole body is tensed as he fights through the pain and also fights not to be pushed back.
He leans forward a little further, and Candy is in danger of having her shoulders on the canvas. She notices and heaves with her legs, trying to push Khronos back. The crowd roars as he seems to be rocking backwards into a position where he’d have to tap out, but before his cries of pain can translate to a victory for Candy, Kelly rushes back into the scene, charging Candy as she moves closer to a seated position of her own and nailing her with a Shining Wizard! The impact is heard all over the arena, and Candy immediately goes limp, releasing Khronos from her submission hold. Khronos also goes limp for a moment before resolidifying, hands immediately going for his neck to inspect, massage, and cradle it. While he tends to himself, Kelly has pounced on Candy’s limp form for a pin attempt.
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Candy kicks out! The crowd pops when her shoulder leaves the canvas just before the third count! Kelly clutches his face with his hands again before pounding on the canvas.
Hanks: For the record, I fully support his frustration at this stage.
Mystery Man: Kelly with an absolutely sickening Run’n’Gun on Candy there, but it’s still not enough to put her away!
FBI: I think it’s time for the kicking of head off of shoulders part now.
Hanks: Kelly clearly agrees with you, as he’s signaling for the end!
Kelly is shouting and stomping the mat with his right leg as he urges Candy to get up. However, all this ruckus means Khronos is stirring, still clutching the back of his neck. He looks furious as he finds his feet behind Kelly. Before he can hit the JK47, Khronos has grabbed Kelly from behind to turn him around and kick him in the stomach. He then sets up for a fisherman’s suplex before also placing the hooked leg under the knee of the other leg and then grabbing behind that one, leaving Kelly with no feet to brace from as he lifts Kelly up in a modified Fisherman’s suplex! But he spins a bit to add momentum before driving Kelly down on the back of his neck! The crowd boos as Khronos sticks the Fisherman’s hold to go for the win.
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Kelly gets a shoulder up! He couldn’t kick out, per se, but he had enough leverage to buck his hips a bit, which was enough to counter the half nelson. Khronos scowls, but sets to work trying to lock Kelly into the End of Time. He grabs an arm and rolls Kelly over onto his stomach before kneeling over his head, but just as he grabs for Kelly’s other arm to lock in the armbar part, Candy comes up from behind and twists herself around, pulling Khronos down into a DDT! He clutches his head once more and rolls frantically out of the ring while Kelly remains downed. Candy seizes the opening to run up the turnbuckles to perch herself as Kelly tries to roll over, and the instant he is on his back, Candy is flying down from the sky on top of him! He sees Candy’s form rolling forward too late and she blasts into him with a 450 Splash, the referee rushing over to count.
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3!
DING DING DING
The crowd goes wild while “I Want Candy” starts playing on the sound system.
Dobrev: Here is your winner and STILL the Indy Champion...Candy!
Khronos lunges into the ring a second too late, face contorted in rage at having flubbed his ambush.
Mystery Man: I hope everyone in the crowd has a sweet tooth, because Candy just gave them a Sugar Rush!
FBI: Ugh, I can feel it coming on already. Gimme your mask, I’m gonna vom into it.
Hanks: Khronos was moments away from winning the title, but Candy proves why she is a double champion once again! I don’t envy Jones and Treamon for having to follow this, but that’s what they’ll be doing. The main event for the FSW Championship is next!
Candy continues to celebrate in the ring, with her titles brought over to her to raise along with the official raising her arm, as the cameras cut away.
A deep pitched voice over hits the PA system, catching everyone off guard.
Voice Over: Beetlejoe.
Beetlejoe.
]Beetlejoe.
"Mumble Rap" by Belly begins to play as "The Spotlight" Joe Hustler steps out onto the rampway decked out in a "Beetlejuice" halloween costume. He dances around, doing the fortnite flex, the shoot, and the running man before taking his personal microphone out of his pocket.
Joe Hustler: Did I just hear my name being called three times. Did someone just summon the spotlight. Just like Velveeta shells and cheese, I'm creamiest and the dreamiest.
A mixture of cheers, boos, and laughter hits the arena. A small "Joe, Joe, Joe" chant even hits from somewhere in the back.
Joe Hustler: Just a couple of days ago I was in Atlanta doing an appearance at the Walker Stalker Convention. I thought about completely skipping out on the whole Hardcore Revolution thing all together. I thought, what the hell? I mean I have no contractual agreement to be here. But then as I was sitting in my hotel room at the Omni, I said to myself. Self, those people payed good money to be entertained at Hardcore Revolution. Self, there's no way that you can just hang out at this hotel and let them be bored. I just couldn't do it. So I got a plane ticket, flew to Kentucky, and here I am. Here just for you. Just to break the boredom of seeing the same ol' same ol'.
The mention of Kentucky draws a few cheap pops from the audience.
Joe Hustler: I mean you guys have seen the same ol' guys and gals so much that you are probably sick of it. You've seen Stitches play the crazy role so much. You've seen Not Safe For Children fight night after freakin' night. Nobody cares about Rob Garcia and Griffin Hawkins anymore. Everyone is tired of Draco Lazarus' mouth and listening to him go on and on. We've seen Ace King in every damn type of match known to man, and he still can't be entertaining. We've heard Candy. We've seen Candy. We've ate Candy....well, not exactly that type, but you know what I mean.
More laughter from the crowd.
Joe Hustler: So I thought about it and I decided I'd come in and completely wreck the FSW championship match. I knew that nobody wanted to see Megan Treamon go for the gold for the millionth time. I figured I'd do like my friend Jeffrey Dean Morgan and....
In his best Negan impersonation.
Joe Hustler: "Shut that shit down real quick". Figured I'd take a baseball bat, chair, or pillowcase full of canned pork and beans and just beat the hell out of both Megan and Smokey. Save you guys from having to watch that.
Joe holds his hand up to his face like he's sleeping.
Joe Hustler: Then I figured, nah bro, I won't attack them like a little bitch. I'll just bide my time and see how things go for the next couple of weeks. See where things lead me. I'll just be a good little boy and wait my turn, and I'll beat the hell out of both Megan and Smokey. Then BAM, just as you guys are about to turn the freakin' television off and go to bed, I'll take that FSW championship and make FSW the best EWC programming again. I'll just let the two schizophrenia jokes play out their match tonight and see what happens. I won't beat em' with pork and beans just yet. So why did I come to Kentucky?
Joe pulls a "Cottoneye Joe" t-shirt out of his back pocket.
Joe Hustler: [To let you Kentuckians know that the new Cottoneye Joe Hustler t-shirts are available now in all sizes at the EWC shop dot com website. And if you order before Wednesday you can get a t-shirt and Funko Pop Halloween special for the low price of $49.99.
More laughter from the crowd as "Mumble Rap" plays again, Joe moonwalks back off the rampway.
Mystery Man: Well, that sure was... something.
FBI: Stupid, is what that is! How dare he be so disrespectful to our main event tonight?!
Hanks: Like you're not going to be worse.
MAIN EVENT
EWC FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
EWC FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING
CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
ROBINA HOOD
Vs SMOKEY JONES
Dobrev: Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time for your Hardcore Revolution Main Event of the evening!
We cut to backstage where Megan Treamon is rounding the corner, dressed in the personality of Robina Hood. She adjusts her outfit as she walks towards the gorilla position, the crowd ERUPTS at the very sight of her. She reaches the curtain, and takes a deep breath…
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 mixed reaction. The forest-dweller throws her arms up high in the air, proudly displaying her FSW MITB briefcase in the process. 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 with the CGFC Imperial Championship around her waist, 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 with her briefcase at the moment “watch me ignite” escaped the P.A. System, eliciting an even louder response from the people in attendance tonight before the cameras cut backstage.
Mystery Man: And here comes the FSW Champion!
Smokey Jones throws the door open to his locker room with a crash. As he walks into the frame, he gets his own HUGE pop from the fans. Walking down the hallway with the FSW Championship around his waist, his face is painted and this is clearly DECAY headed to the ring. His face is emotionless, as he heads towards the curtain. As he rounds the corner he seemingly stares into the soul of the viewer through the camera. Passing it he stops at the curtain and remains motionless as we cut back to inside the arena.
FBI: The monster is here, Decay.
Hanks: Robina Hood claims that she is the monster, not the champion.
FBI: Well by the end of the ring we will see for sure, now won't we?
'Jekyll and Hyde' – Five Finger Death Punch hits the arena as the lights shut off and red lights begin to pan all around. The lyrics begin to play as red strobe lights begins to shine over the stage and smoke begins to rise from below before fire erupts from both side of the stage as the drums overtake the music. A hooded figure slowly steps out onto the stage stopping at the top of the ramp and looks out into the crowd slowly turning his head from one side to the other. He reaches up slowly pulling away the black veil to reveal "The Demon" Decay and than Decay removes his black robe to reveal the FSW Championship resting around his waist. Decay removes the FSW Championship from around his waist and raises it above his head showing it off to the crowd. Decay than takes the title and places it across his shoulder before making his way down the ramp. Once reaching ringside Decay makes his way up the ring steps onto the apron before making his way into the ring. Decay makes his way to the middle of the ring before raising the FSW Championship into the air once again and than laying it out in front of his feet. Decay stands tall before slowly raising his arms into the air until he can't reach any higher and throws them back down as fire erupts from each corner. Decay picks up the FSW Champion and returns to it's resting place across his right shoulder.
Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, the fallowing contest is scheduled for one fall... and it is for the Future Stars of Wrestling Championship!
Treamon and Jones stand in opposite corners of the ring as Dobrev has the mic. The official walks over to get the FSW Championship from Jones, but Decay just stares blankly at Paul Turner, you can tell he’s a little frightened but he continues to ask for the belt. Decay slowly grabs the title and hands it to the official. He takes it and stands center stage holding the belt high.
Dobrev: Introducing first, the challenger. She is a former FSW Champion. She weighed in this morning at 148 pounds. from Sherwood Forest... She is The Emo Princess, Highlight of the Night, Purple Haired Dynamo, Future of Professional Wrestling, and The Master of Puppets. She is Robina Hood!
The crowd jumps to their feet with a huge pop!
Dobrev: And now introducing the current reigning and defending Future Stars of Wrestling Champion! He weighed in this morning at 259 pounds, now residing inside Smokey Jones... he is “The Demon”, Decay!
With a pop just as loud if not bigger than the challenger’s, Decay doesn’t move a muscle.
DING DING DING
Mystery Man: Opening introductions are over, and we are about to find out who the true monster really is!
FBI: I have to say I’m glad I’m sitting here next to you guys cuz I wouldn’t want to be in the ring between those two right now.
Hanks: I don't think anyone can blame you there, FBI. This is gonna get violent, and it's gonna get violent quick!
Decay and Hood slowly walk to the middle of the ring neither of them flinching. They slowly go forehead to forehead and Decay begins to laugh maniacally. A smile grows on Robina’s face as what appears to be blood rolls down her chin. She rears back and blows BLOOD MIST in the eyes of Decay! Decay bounces back grabbing at his eyes! He rolls in facing the turnbuckle and as Robina approaches he rolls backwards and hangs his head upside down, as he begins to laugh like a complete psychopath! Robina stops in her tracks but does not appear to be intimidated! The crowd is absolutely going crazy on their feet!
“FSW!”
“FSW!”
“FSW!”
“FSW!”
“FSW!”
Mystery Man: Early on we see both monsters looking to intimidate the other, but I don’t think either of them is budging!
Hanks: Not since Freddy versus Jason has there been such a monster vs monster big time fight!
FBI: You know those two aren’t real, right? We have many very real monsters here in the EWC, and two of them are at the top of Uprising!
Decay twists landing on his fists and knees, laughing at Robina Hood. Robina crowches down looking Decay in the eye. She caresses his head, and then grabs a hold of his beard and yanks his face down into a hard knee to the skull!
FBI: Where mind games fail, direct violence is the only route left!
Decay twists falling to his shoulders, Hood with the cover!
ONE!
Decay throws Hood off his shoulders and she lands on her feet! Decay gets up and ducks a roundhouse clothesline from Robina, she turns around and gets shot after shot to the jaw from the Champion! He grabs her and sends her into the ropes, he hold on and fallows and as soon as she bounces off the ropes he’s there to drive a knee into the gut of the challenger! Flipping over his knee she falls into a seated position, and Decay grabs her in a hear headlock! The ref checks on the challenger, but she’s not even close to tapping, she’s shaking her head no, with a smile on her face! The champion rolls her up to her feet holding onto the headlock, she gives him three shots to the mid section and attempts to hit the ropes but the champion grabs her by the hair and yanks her back down to the mat! Grabbing the back of her head, Robina hits the mat as the Champion throws a few hair strands up in the air. He goes for the cover!
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Mystery Man: Neither has even gotten a two count out of a cover!
Hanks: I think it's too early for that. Maybe those mindgames aren't over after all!
Decay pulls her to her feet, he grabs a handful of her hair yanking her head back as her screams obscenities in her face. He throws a head butt! And another and another and backs her up into the corner. He throws a shoulder into her stomach knocking the wind out of her and then heads to the opposite side of the ring. With a head of steam he looks to crush her with a clothesline but she ducks it at the last minute and Decay crashes and burns! He turns around and Robina starts to unload a ballistic array of punches to the champion! She reaches back and slaps the monster across the face! It almost seems to have woken up the Champion as she reaches back and slaps him again! Her anger boils over and she slaps him one more time and fallows it up with a spinning backfist! Decay falls to a seated position and she looks down at him smiling. She smiles looking out into the crowd and turns around takes a seat right on his face before Stink Facing him! The crowd jumps to their feet as Decay struggles under her trying to breath! He spins out and rolls outside the ring!
Mystery Man: Looks like you were right, Hanks! The mind games didn't end. They just changed.
FBI: Yeah, into sexual harassment! The champion doesn't have to take this!
Hanks: Which is why he's taking a powder. For all that he's got the size advantage, it seems, the demon living in Smokey Jones doesn't seem to know what to make of Robina's... unconventional offense.
As Decay pulls himself with the guardrail, Robina Hood comes flying through the middle rope with a suicide dive! Grabbing the Champion by the hair she walks him over to the steel steps and slams his face down on the steel steps! Decay tumbles and rolls to the arena floor at the base of the ramp! Robina rolls in the ring for a moment breaking the count and then rolls back outside and grabs the Champion once again. She whips Decay into the steel guard rail and then she charges and hits him with such momentum with a diving high knee they both go flying over the top of the guard rail onto the floor ring in front of the fans at ring side!
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
“THIS IS AWESOME!”
The two start to get up and trade punches! Decay starts to get a momentary advantage as his striking game gets the better of Robina! He throws her over the top of the guard rail and she tumbles to the floor. Decay climbs over the guard rail, and throws a clothesline at Hood but she ducks and he throws his arm into the turnbuckle post!
Mystery Man: Oh shi- ah, crap! That could have dislocated his shoulder!
Robina rolls in the ring and it breaks the count, and she keeps his eyes squarely on the Champion she hits the ropes as he rolls in the ring and just as she gets to him he reverses what appears to be a diving clothesline into a snap powerslam! Decay rolls to a seated position, as he finally stopped Robina’s momentum dead in it’s tracks. He falls over himself catching his breath. The two both lay prone on the mat for a few moments when Decay gets back to his feet and he hits the ropes and curb stomps Robina Hood onto the ring apron! He doesn’t go for the cover he pulls her back to her feet, sends her into the ropes and lifts her into the air and brings her back down with force with a pop up powerbomb! He goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Hanks: She’s gonna have to somehow get away from playing the champion’s game, because she is not going to be able to match power for power with Smokey Jones.
FBI: I don't know if that's possible, but what's obvious is that her shoving her hind end into his face pissed him off!
Decay looks to pick up Hood, and she grabs him and pulls him down into a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THR— DECAY ESCAPES!
Mystery Man: And Robina almost caught the champion sleeping!
FBI: Almost only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades, and you know that!
Hanks: It's still a shift in momentum in the challenger's favor, not to mention a reminder of how cagey Robina can be!
Robina stumbles to her feet as the champion charges, but Robina ducks it and lifts him over her head! He lands on the apron and as she turns around she gets a right hand from the champion! She turns around and the Champion hops to the top rope spring boarding off the top but she catches him and turns it into a seated powerbomb! She holds on for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
She doesn’t waste any time as she goes to the top rope! Decay pops up in a spidercrawl reminiscent of the Exorcist! She can’t believe her eyes looking down at him! But she leaps off looking to crush him with a top rope leg drop, but he twists out of the way at the last minute! Robina grabs at her lower back as Decay comes at her and executes Deterioration! Robina bounces off the turnbuckle, and goes limp as Decay falls to his knees. He grabs her legs and stacks her up as he stands on his feet her toes almost touching her forehead!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Robina kicks out, but looks completely out of it!
Mystery Man: She was close enough to the ropes. She could have just reached out and grabbed them, but she kicked out instead.
Hanks: I think she’s making a point... that nothing Decay can do will keep her down!
FBI: That’s a pretty stupid strategy, Collin, but let's see how it works out for her!
Smokey Jones slowly walks to the other side of the ring, waiting for Robina to get up. She slowly starts to push herself to her feet when Decay sprints across the ring, connecting Lights Out with authority!
Mystery Man: That’s gotta be it!
Robina lays completely motionless as Decay drops to his hands and knees and crawls on the mat like a demon. He is leaning down whispering something in the ear of the challenger, and then he slowly crawls backwards, waiting for some movement. She looks to be completely out of it. Decay smiles and signals for the end, but when he approaches Robina, she quickly comes to life and locks him in a triangle choke hold! She starts delivering elbows to his skull, and the crowd erupts into cheers! Decay struggles in the hold. He tries to pick her up and throw her off but she doesn’t release and he falls to a knee! She delivers more elbows to the skull of the champion! Decay manages to roll and turn and get the tip of his boot on the bottom rope! The ref calls for the break but Robina uses up the whole five count delivering elbows to the skull of the champion! She releases at five and pops back up to her feet and suddenly springs to life! Decay is to his hands and knees and Robina delivers a double foot stomp to the back of the head of the champion! He goes limp and she sits on his back between the shoulder blades. Smiling, it appears blood is running down her lips.
Mystery Man: Leave it to Robina Hood to be happy at the taste of her own blood.
FBI: But is it hers... or is it his?!
Hanks: I can't entirely tell, and I think I like it better that way.
She stands up and starts to stomp her fallen opponent in circles! She spits down on the Champion and blood comes out, it would appear she has broken something inside her mouth. She smiles backing up into the corner waving for him to get to his feet. He uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet, she charges and executes the Grand Finale!
Mystery Man: Decay is down!
ONE!
TWO!!!
THREE!
DING DING DING
Robina Hood is handed the FSW Championship and she raises it into the air and climbs to the second rope as Decay rolls out of the ring.
Dobrev: Here is your winner... and new FSW Champion, Robina Hood!
Mystery Man: She did it!
FBI: I don't think that Decay isn't a monster, but it's obvious who was the meaner one tonight!
Hanks: I've got to agree with you there, FBI. Robina might have been smaller, but she had the bigger fight within her!
Mystery Man: And on that note, Hardcore Revolution 2018 has come to an end. Thank you so much for joining us tonight. On behalf of everyone in the EWC, we bid you all a good evening.
The three remaining members of Freaks and Geeks are huddled behind the GMC Yukon, thanks to a paid off doorman, they have been tipped off about Leviathan’s exit from Rupp Arena. They were also informed it was just Leviathan and The Prophet, as the underappreciated doorman was also asked for a headcount. They hear the beep of the technologically advanced Exit door opening. Ash whisps to her friends, and stablemates…
“Dream Weaver:” Ok guys. This is gonna suck, so thank you for volunteering.
Kendrick: Of course.
Iggy Swango: You know we got your back through it all Chica.
“Dream Weaver:”- Alright, here we go.
Ashley Brizzie, takes a deep breath, as she inches over to the edge of the car, exhales as she peeks around to see Leviathan and The Prophet heading in their direction. Like a sprinter, she bursts into their path.
“Dream Weaver:” Leo, Please. I know YOU are in there. Please fight this.
Leviathan does not even look at “Dream Weaver,” as his line of sight is taller than her, instead, The Prophet is the one to address Ashley Brizzie’s pleas
The Prophet: You poor sentimental human. This Hope will be the end of you. Your little boyfriend is never coming back.
Iggy and Kendrick Kross rush around the back side of the GMC Yukon, then creep around slowly from the back of the car, waiting for the moment to follow behind the Immortal and his Prophet.
The Prophet: But you can still be in his life, maybe I can even convince him to give you a special seat by OUR side. THAT is. If you convince all your friends to help Leviathan’s conquering.
The Prophet rubs it in with a sinister smile. Ashley Brizzie takes a few steps forward, now only feet away from Leviathan. Iggy and Kendrick rush from behind the GMC Yukon. They think they are about to get the upper hand, but at that moment The Prophet snaps her fingers. The sounds of car doors and trunks opening cause the Freaks and Geeks members to get distracted, as they look around to see druids piling out of cars as if it was Stitches and friends.
They realize it is now or never, so all three lunge for Leviathan at once. The Prophet tries to grab Iggy’s arm, but Iggy knocks her down with a back elbow. Ashley drove her gut into Leviathan’s gut, which didn’t do much aside from give Iggy and Kendrick the chance to grab his arms. Iggy and Kendrick are struggling to hold Leviathan’s arms back. “Dream Weaver” pulls out a pouch and throws the powdery concoction into the face of Leviathan. She begins to chant…
Spiritu Magno
Prohibere Motus
Nolite Thought
Somnus Adducere
Custodiam Sensuum Conscientiam
Spiritu Ma…
Before she can finish the incantation, “Dream Weaver” is hit from behind from a few druids. A few more come in and they begin pummeling her. Iggy instinctively releases her grip to rush to her partner’s aid, but a Druid comes from off the top of a car and tackles her. Kendrick was struck from behind before he could react as well, and like Ashley is being attacked by four Leviathan disciples. The Prophet gets to her feet, walks over, and kicks Iggy in the ribs once, before she can do another, she grabs her head. As the temporary pain subsides, she snaps her fingers. The hundreds of druids all turn and face the exit, then begin to march, both over and around the cars. The Prophet looks down at the fallen Freaks and Geeks.
The Prophet: You are lucky. You mean so little to Leviathan, you have been spared for now. This is your third and final transgression. You will no longer be allowed to join, your only choice is destruction.
As the horde walk away surrounding Leviathan and his Prophet, the Freaks and Geeks member struggle to their feet All leaning on the GMC Yukon, Ashley asks the important question.
“Dream Weaver”: So, did it work?
Agent K2: I was able to tuck it in his hood.
Iggy Swango: I was able to get it in his sleeve as I tried to grab his arm.
“Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie puts her hands on her teammates and friends shoulders. Smiling at each, the mental anguish and physical pain, written all over her face.
“Dream Weaver”: Ok so we should be able to track him now. We will need to make sure he is where we need to be when we need him to be there.
Dream Weaver knocks on the window of the Yukon, the window slides down to reveal Shuri, Bomani’s girlfriend, sitting in the front seat.
Shuri: How did Leviathan react to the spell?
Ash hangs her head in disappointment as everything fades to black.