MNB #526- BOSTON

[MNB]

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

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE #526 | JANUARY 7TH 2019

LIVE! from TD GARDEN, BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS

EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Victor Price & Jon Spartan
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bryan Spade

"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena







The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #525 in Africa.

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Marquee, Natalie Young, Happy, NSFW, Griffin Hawkins, Kennedy Mathews, Kenneth Williams, Emma Louise, Joe Doe, Iggy Swango, Anthony Grunge, Rob Garcia, Arsenal, Mario, Gannondorf, Dominic Sanders, Darius, Nathan Quinn, The Family, Kendrick Kross, Xavier Reid.

We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:

Rob Garcia with the X-Division Championship
NSFW with the Tag Team Championships
Griffin Hawkins with the International Championship
and finally...
Dominic Sanders with the Undisputed Championship

The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.



A wide aerial shot shows that TD Garden is electric for Monday Night BRAWL!

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

A thick layer of fog circles the arena/stadium, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!

The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena/stadium and we see fans cheering in excitement!

The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.

The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Signs can be seen all over the arena/stadium, some reading: 

"Xavier can be in my X-Division!"

"WHO IS ROB?"

"Sanders for president!"

"THE GUY BEHIND ME CAN'T SEE!"

"TAG ME IN NSFW!"

and "GIVE EMMA A SHOT!"

The camera pans around [location] once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello, Max Carter, and Steve Bennett are standing by.

The camera pans around FNB Stadium once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello, Max Carter, and Steve Bennett are in tuxedos.

Aiello: WELCOME EVERYONE TO THE SEASON OPENER OF MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL! We are LIVE from the SOLD OUT TD Garden in Boston, Massachusetts!

Carter: Over nineteen thousand are in attendance for this big-time episode of Monday Night BRAWL!

The announcers seem a bit surprised as The Dead South "In Hell I'll Be In Good Company" blasts over the arena loud speakers and out from the back comes an unknown man. He plays to the crowd as he makes his way to the ring.



Bennett: And who in the hell is this son o bitch?

Aiello: Well, we are supposed to meet the new assistant GM of Brawl tonight, maybe this is him?

The man climbs into the ring and calls for a mic. As the music fades he brings the mic to his lips.

?: Boston, Massachusetts, HOW THE HELL ARE YOU?

He looks around smiling as the fans all erupt.

?: Come on, we can do better than that. This is the season opener of Brawl and we've got a great card tonight. So, let's try this again. BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS I SAID HOW THE HELL ARE YOU?

He nods his head in approval as he looks around smiling.

?: Now, I'm sure you're all wondering who I am. As Connor McGregor would say, "Who the fook is this guy?" Well, I'm going to tell you. As you know for this season of Brawl there as been appointed a new assistant GM since 'Doc' left. That new assistant is me and the names Jon Spartan. I've been a huge fan of wrestling all my life. I'm excited for this opportunity and I hope you all are too! Oh boy, do I have some exciting plans in store for you people! I've got some big shoes to fill and I think it's time to shake things up, what do you all think?

The fans begin to chant "THIS IS SPARTA, THIS IS SPARTA, THIS IS SPARTA!" Smiling, Jon continues.

Jon: Well, we have a great card in store for you all tonight, but I intend on making it even better! That brings me to our opening match. Now why did I choose these three for our season opener? A seasoned veteran in Emma Louise, what better way than having her along with Darius and Joe Doe open us up setting the tone for the rest of the event? I was thinking and having this as a normal triple threat, it's not enough. So, our season opening match is now turned into a triple threat in side of a CAGE! How do we all feel about that?

The crowd cheers in approval.

Jon: We also have our X-Division champion matched up against Xavier Reid. Xavier Reid has been absolutely spectacular! He has competed strongly in this X-Division, defeating former champion Happy. So, Xavier I have a gift for you, but you have to earn it. You've proved yourself to be more than just a threat in this division and I feel you've earned this. So, your match is now a number one contender match, meaning if you can defeat Rob Garcia, you will become the number one contender for the X-Division championship! Rob, don't feel left out of this. If you win, you choose the match stipulations of your next championship defense, keeping it with hardcore rules of course.

Jon brushes his fingers through his beard as if he is thinking.

Jon: One last thought. We have one half of our tag team champions up against our EWC Undisputed champion, Dominic Sanders. Now, these two deserve something special in this main event. This match has meaning and what better way to settle your issues than to go at it, right? So, this is not going to be your normal singles match, this main event is now turned into a 60 minute Ironman match!

The fans begin to cheer loudly.

Jon: Enjoy the show!

The Dead South - "In Hell I'll Be In Good Company" hits as Jon Spartan plays to the crowd making his way backstage.

Bennett: That Som bitch can't do that!

Carter: He just did.

Aiello: Well there he is folks, the new assistant GM of Monday Night BRAWL! Now, here are some quick advertisements before we get to the even more exciting show!

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We go back to the ring where there seems to be a bit of confusion. There is a long black carpet rolled down from the ramp to the ring. In the ring looks to be two chairs and guitars set up on the racks. On the front of the ropes looks to be a Jukebox.  In the third chair by the ropes looks to be a small Frankenstein plush that looks out of place. The usual canvas is covered by a mat that has a familiar GH symbol. Everyone's wondering what's going on...then suddenly..."Made In Hell" blasts in as the crowd immediately comes to life! Griffin Hawkins emerges from behind the curtain, raising the International Title in the air..smiling proudly. He walks down with the belt around his shoulder, making his way towards the ring.

Aiello: And here comes the reigning and defending International Champion, Griffin Hawkins!

Carter: He closed out 2018 on a positive note by retaining his title at Wrestlefest against Kenneth Williams! The question is can anyone stop The Jukebox Hero in 2019?

Bennett: The question on my mind is whats he doing here tonight? And what's all that crap in the ring for? Don't tell me he's gonna sing for us!

Aiello: Actually, I don't think the people here in Boston wouldn't mind that at all...

He gets in the ring, grabbing a microphone off one of the chairs. Waiting for his music to end.

Griffin Hawkins: Hello Boston!

The crowd cheers in response.

Griffin Hawkins: You're all probably wondering what all this is for. Well, I promised a surprise on Fighter Talk and I'm here to deliver. Now anyone who knows me..knows all about entertainment! Whether it be in the ring, or on a stage with the band..I always give the people begging for more. So, I decided as a late Christmas present...I give you fine people of Boston something you'll really like. So ladies and gentlemen, Metal Heads of all ages...welcome to my new talk show, the first ever edition of The Jukebox Lounge!

The crowd cheers in excitement at what may come.

Griffin Hawkins: Unlike other wrestling talk shows of the past, there isn't gonna be no palm trees..or a big tv screen..because I don't want to insult the people's intelligence by distracting them with all that flash. I'll ask the important questions..the hard hitting questions that some may be afraid to ask. I may catch flack for it, but the people deserve to hear the answers. Now, for my first guest on The Jukebox Lounge, it's somebody who..hasn't exactly been having a good few months..and lately he's been making claims that he should be in line for this International Title..so I asked him to be my guest tonight. So ladies and gentlemen, my guest on The Jukebox Lounge...Kendrick Kross!

Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes kick in as Kendrick Kross comes down to a positive reaction. He looks straight at the ring at Griffin as he walks down the ramp.

Aiello: Now this is getting interesting!

Bennett: I'll say, Kendrick might lay out Hawkins on the debut of his new show, I'd love to see that!

He makes his way into the ring and grabs a microphone off one of the chairs, sitting down.

Griffin Hawkins: Welcome to The Jukebox Lounge Kendrick. I asked you out here for a reason..

Kendrick Kross: Actually before we get things done...what is that?

He motions over to the Frankenstein Doll on the chair at the edge of the ring.

Griffin Hawkins: Oh, that's my official mascot..Frankie. He's a staple here on the show.

Kendrick Kross: Ah I see. Weird, but whatever.

Griffin Hawkins: Anyways Kendrick, I asked you to be on this show because lately you've been going around saying that you should be the number one contender for the International Title..despite coming up short the last time you and me faced off for this belt. Actually..you haven't really been doing all that well lately. You held the TV Title twice..but those reigns were brief. A lot could say that 2018 wasn't exactly your year, I'm sure you'll be the first to admit that. But that's 2018...this is 2019, a brand new year..a brand new start. But why do you believe you deserve another chance at the International Title?

Kendrick Kross: Well, I never said I deserved another shot at the title, but I do believe I should be mentioned in the same conversation as the said title. And you're right, 2018 wasn't really a banner year for me, I'll admit that. Especially since my two TV Title reigns don't even equal a month total and in this business it's a what have you done for me lately type deal. But I'm not gonna whine about it like most others would do. I just believe it's an insult that I go for competing for the TV and International Title to competing on pre shows and opening the card against rookies who couldn't even lace my boots. I am sick of management overlooking me...passing me over for rookies like Kenneth Williams who have only been here for five minutes. What many forget is I beat you clean in the ring..one two three. I know what you're gonna say, I beat you, but you beat me right back. I'm not gonna be like that dumbass Rob Garcia and make up some lame excuse for why I lost to you. You pinned me one two three..fair and square. I don't like it..but I've accepted it. But I proved that I can beat you, and I'm not gonna demand you give me a title shot..because that wouldn't be right. As soon as I earn my opportunity..I'm gonna come straight for your gold.

Griffin Hawkins: I appreciate that..but to be honest, for guy who complains about being overlooked, you sure sound bitter.

Kendrick Kross: ...You think this is some kind of joke?

Griffin Hawkins: No dude...as a matter of fact it's a shame. You wanna know the problem that I have with you is? You complain about everything. You act like the whole world owes you something..like they should hand you whatever you want. Wanna know how I know that? Because a long time ago..I was like you. I was mad at the world...bitter..angry...I thought everybody owed me something. I thought the whole world was out to get me. I thought everyone was out to keep me from being successful. I know how you feel right now bro, because I've been there. You're traveling down the same avenues that I have..you have at least some success..but that's not good enough for you is it? Of course not, because I'm the same way. I respect the International Title, but I'm not quite content with the success I have now...because I want a shot at the Undisputed Title, held by Dominic Sanders. Sooner or later I will get my opportunity, and once I do..I'm gonna take his gold. But back to you..you want another go around with me? Well the first thing you need to do is forget about the past..and look to the future. What I propose is this..you go to back, and talk to the GM of Brawl..and see if he can produce a one on one match between you and me.

The crowd begins to cheer as Kross looks interested.

Griffin Hawkins: I know you said you don't want a title shot handed to you..and I agree with your view. It wouldn't be right to hand you a title shot out nowhere. You beat me in this non title match...then you are the number one contender, you get another shot at me at a later date. But if you lose..then that's it. No freebies. You go to the bottom of the long line of contenders..working your way up to get a shot at this. Do we have a deal?

Kendrick gets up from his chair, looking serious. Griffin too gets up, setting his title aside.

Kendrick Kross: Sounds fair enough to me. If I win, I get a shot at your gold. If I lose..then I'll have to earn my way into getting a title opportunity. You're on.

The two shake hands as Kendrick heads to the back.

Aiello: Looks like we have a match in the making...Hawkins v.s Kross for a third time. If the match is made, we may have a classic on our hands!

Carter: If Kendrick wins, he's the number one contender!

Bennett: I hope so! Anything that ends this mockery Hawkins is making of one of the most important titles in EWC!

The feed cuts to a camera that seems to be laying on the ground in the backstage area near the entrance curtains. A couple of voices can be heard as a commotion is happening behind the camera.

Man: What are you doing?! Do you know how much -

??: I don't care! If you just did what I said, you wouldn't have dropped it! Pick it up and point it at me, I have something to say!

The camera is then picked up off from the ground and is faced towards a member of the production team, who them wipes off the lens before turning the camera around to face the man he was speaking with.



Darius: Ladies and gentlemen! The moment you all have been waiting for has finally arrived ... Me! I know, I know; Some of you are sitting there, sipping your beer, and asking yourselves "who the hell is this guy?". Well let me take a moment to just give you an extremely brief description of who I am.

Darius's eyes focus on the camera, his somewhat joyful expression quickly deadpanning.

Darius: I am the man that can not be broken, physically or mentally. In fact, I would say I specialize in the breaking of psyches. I have endured fear and pain that no other soul could ever imagine, let alone withstand. I haven't stepped between a set of ropes in three years and the reason is quite simple; somebody tried to break me ... but they failed.

Darius's expression quickly breaks back into a smile, almost like it had never left his face.

Darius: My opponents tonight ... Joe Doe and Emma Louise? Ehh, they seem like nice enough kids, so I might go easy on them, but I haven't quite decided yet, you know?

They both seem rather "fresh", at least to my standards. I don't know if I should be breaking the talent on my first night, they might fire me for damaging company property or something. Gotta' make a good first impression, you just don't know these days.

The people I used to face went to hell and back with me. I've throw people through flaming tables wrapped with barbed wire, broken skulls with chairs, and ... Oh.

Darius reaches out of frame and then pulls back into frame with his baseball bat over his shoulder, looking at it with a grin.

Darius: If this baby could talk ... The stories he would tell. I've had this with me for years, I couldn't give you an exact number but it hasn't failed me yet. Sometimes I don't even need to use it; people see a bat and they just freak the hell out!

It can be super convenient and at times, rather hilarious. There was this one time that ... I'm rambling. I do that, it's the voices ... Heh. Anyway, thanks for listening, guy. I think I'm up.

Darius pats them on the shoulder but then takes a few steps back while spinning his bat in his hands, then steps forward with a swinging motion at the crew member, stopping short and laughing loudly at the crew member as he falls down to the ground and crawls away. The camera cuts away as Darius's boot is seen walking past the camera.

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TRIPLE THREAT CAGE MATCH

Darius
VS Emma Louise
VS Joe Doe

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Aiello: What a way to kick off 2019! Our first match of the night is a triple threat steel cage match! We will see the familiar faces of Joe Doe and Emma Louise, as well as a member of the Monday Night Brawl Roster!

Bennett: Oh hell yeah we will! Tonight we see the debut of Darius, a man who claims that he will redefine the “extreme” in Extreme Wrestling Corporation! I hope he brings that bat with him, that son of a bitch is gnarly looking!

Carter: I believe this entire match will be gnarly, Steve. I think Darius is underestimating Joe Doe and Emma Louise, and that easily could play a major factor into this match!

Stroup: The following contest is a Triple Threat Cage match! The first person to escape the cage and have both feet touch the floor will be declared the winner!

The song Three Little Birds starts playing and Joe comes in, stands and smiles at the fans. Joe starts jumping up before running to the ring while giving high fives to some fans.

Stroup: Introducing first, from Johannesburg, South Africa, weighing in at 200 lbs … JOE DOE!

He reaches the ring, climbs the ropes and raises both arms.

Aiello: Joe Doe is looking confident here tonight! He may still be soaking in that hometown ovation he received in South Africa!

Bennett: Well let me tell you something, he needs to get that out of his head if that is the case. We’re in Boston, not Johannesburg!

"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.

Stroup: Next, from London, England … EMMA LOUISE!

Aiello: Earlier tonight, Darius stated that he believes both Joe Doe AND Emma Louise are “rather fresh” to his standards. Does he think they are new to the game or are these just mind games?

Bennett: I don’t really think that matters.

Carter: Oh, but it does. As stated in the past, Emma Louise may be one of the longest tenured stars we have today. She has plenty of experience under her belt and potentially a new side to her given her actions in her match against Iggy Swango in Japan!

The lights start flashing red and white as a distorted voice and instrumentals start to play from the sound system. Right as the opening chords begin, the lights go dark …

Stroup: Making his way to the stage, from Albany, New York, weighing in at 245 lbs … DARIUS!

Loud pyro with white flames shoot from the stage ...

“Collapse, collapse!”

Darius sprints out onto the stage wearing a long, black trench coat over his gear and a black beanie to keep his hair back, while carrying his bat over his right shoulder. He jogs to each side of the stage, taunting the crowd with rude gestures and faces, then sprints down the ramp towards the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope then jumping to his feet with his arms held high in the air, rocking the devil horns while staring up at the cage as it begins to lower down to the ring.

Bennett: Oh ho ho, man! I like this guy already!

Aiello: Well the ground doesn’t share the same feeling … But I would just like to point out the way Darius is looking at the cage; he almost seems like he has seen a ghost.

Carter: Well remember, Darius hasn’t competed in a match in three years, and the last time he was in a match, it was in a hell in a cell that put him on the shelf for three years. He may be feeling a bit timid!

As the cage reaches its destination, Darius stares blankly at Joe Doe and Emma Louise as he slowly licks a blood stain on his bat, and then tucks it into the corner behind him. Both Emma and Joe seem unphased by the action, but their eyes do not leave their new opponent for a second. The referee chains the door shut, locks the padlock, and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

As soon as the bell rings, Joe springs forward and connects with a swift superkick to Darius’s jaw that echoes throughout the TD Garden! Darius stumbles back, running into the cage, and then falls down to the mat with his eyes glazed over.

Aiello: WOW! That kick knocked the lights right out of him! He is out!

Bennett: There is no way! He must be playing possum! He can’t be all hype!!

The crowd breaks out into a “Holy Shit!” chant as Joe Doe stands over Darius while staring Emma Louise down. Joe then marches at Emma and the two lock up in the center of the ring. Emma drives a knee up into the abdomen of Joe, and then whips Joe into the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring.

Emma runs at Joe, hops up, and connects with a solid drop kick to his chest, knocking him down to the mat. As he sits prone, she lays heavy kicks to his ribs multiple times before taking a few steps back, then charging forward and connecting with a stiff face wash, grinding her boot across the face of Joe!

Bennett: Yeah! Get that son of a bitch, show him who's boss!

Carter: Emma is already on fire and it looks like she’s about to turn her attention to Darius now, she has a look of pure determination in her eyes already!

Emma turns from Joe and faces Darius, who is now pulling himself up with the ropes and shaking cobwebs from his head. Emma pulls his head under her arm, pulls her arm over head, and attempts to pull off a snap suplex, but Darius manages to keep his ground. Darius then hoists Emma into the air and drops her to the mat with sitout suplex slam!

Darius starts to laugh to himself a bit, spitting some blood out onto the mat next to him, then slowly turning to look at Joe as he gets to his feet. Darius gets back to his feet as Joe approaches him, then the two begin trading blows!

Darius eventually gets the upper hand and backs Joe into the corner with a few stiff right hands to the ribs, but then Emma comes flying in from behind both men and connects with a cross body to the turnbuckle, causing Joe to be squashed between Darius and the turnbuckle, as well as Darius between Emma and Joe!

Aiello: Things are starting to pick up here! Everyone has gotten their fair share of action in, but it is still too early to determine who truly has the upperhand right now!

Carter: It seems that Emma is dominating the most out of the three right now, but that could change at any moment!

Emma tosses Darius off to the side, then grabs Joe by the head and starts to bounce his head off from the top turnbuckle. She then lifts Joe up onto the top rope, then climbs up with him. Emma then attempts to DDT Joe from the top, but he holds tightly as she falls back to the mat hard without him.

Joe stands tall on the top rope, then launches himself from the top at Darius, who is now to his feet, with a diving crossbody! Both men crash down to the mat hard, but Joe is quick to get back to his feet. As Emma pulls herself to her feet, he bounces from the ropes and flies towards her with a seated senton, but Emma catches Joe mid-air with a spin kick to the head, a loud crack emanating throughout the arena as it connects!

Bennett: Son of a bitch! I think she might have just broke his skull with that kick! That was awesome!

Aiello: That was an extremely devastating kick … Joe isn’t moving, someone may … Oh come on!

Before Aiello is able to finish his sentence, Emma picks Joe up to his feet and sets him up for the Girl Crush … but then Darius comes diving into frame and connects with a stiff spear to Emma’s torso, knocking both her and Joe to the ground!

Carter: There it is! The Hunter’s Mark! We’ve heard that Darius has an extremely powerful spear in his arsenal, but words did no justice!

Bennett: Holy hell! Look at his face! I think he has lost it!

Darius sits up, laughing hysterically as he looks at Emma to his left and Joe to his right. His teeth are stained with blood and his bottom lip seems to be busted wide open. He stumbles to his feet, spitting blood between Emma and Joe, then approaches the turnbuckle with his bat tucked behind it. He then pulls the bat from the turnbuckle with a sick grin and slowly turns his gaze to Joe as he gets to his feet.

Aiello: Oh no … I do not like the look of this.

Carter: I think we’re about to see the extreme side of Darius.

Darius spins the bat in his hand, watching as Joe struggles to his feet. The moment Joe stands tall, Darius cracks the back against the small of Joe’s back, then swings the bat low behind Joe’s legs, knocking him off of his feet. Darius then starts to rabidly swing the bat down into Joe’s midsection over and over again, until he sees Emma start to get to her feet.

Aiello: This guy is a psychopath! Someone needs to stop him!

Bennett: He is one sick son of a bitch and I love it! Keep swinging, Darius!

Darius smiles widely at Emma, then swings at her head but she ducks the swing, spins around, kicks Darius in the gut, and plants him with an X factor! Emma jumps back to her feet and kicks the bat away from Darius before reaching down to pick up him. She then sets him up for the HLA, but Darius shoves her back into the ropes.

Emma rebounds from the ropes and flies at Darius with a springboard spear, but Darius catches her mid air with a stiff big boot!

Aiello: WOW! That must be the Wit’s End! That was one HELL of a kick!

Bennett: He damn near took her head off!

Darius falls back against the cage with a cocky grin, then looks down at Joe as he slowly gets onto his hands and knees. Darius then pushes himself from the ropes, uses Joe’s back as a step stool, then slams Joe’s face down to the mat with a sickening curb stomp!

Darius is heard yelling STAY DOWN at Joe before turning to look at Emma, who is busted wide open from the big boot. Darius motions for the door to be opened as he walk towards it, harassing the crowd as he waits for the chain to come off.

Right before the door opens, Emma pulls herself to her feet and takes hold of Darius’s bat. She slowly approaches Darius from behind and attempts to swing at his head from behind, but he ducks the blow, spins around, and connects with another Hunter’s Mark to Emma’s torso! He quickly rolls towards the door and falls onto the floor below, both feet touching as Joe looks up in dismay, his face too now covered with a crimson mask.

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner … Darius!

Aiello: I … I’m at a loss for words. It started off as a great match but quickly turned into something else. Did we have this guy’s background checked before signing him?!

Bennett: What?! He is extreme! He told us this was going to happen!

Carter: I’m pretty sure he said he wasn’t going to do this tonight … I wonder what is going on the head of that man. Regardless, he escaped the cage and is the victor tonight.

We move to a commercial break.

The scene opens with a close-up of a card. It is not an ordinary poker card like the one you might find around Ace King. It is a card that belongs to the divinatory tool known as the Tarot. This card depicts a spinning wheel surrounded by strange creatures - a Sphinx and a jackal being most prominent but also an eagle, a bull, a snake and – strangely out of place – a human figure.

What you see is called The Wheel or The Wheel of Fortune in Tarot, a now familiar again voice says from the off, It stands for karma, fate, destiny and for the ups and downs of life, for the future.

The frame widens to show Hope Diamond in the locker room while she laces up her wrestling boots again for her first bout since long in EWC.

Future is a funny word, tossed around a bit inflationary these days as the New Year just begins.

What the future holds for me and a couple of guys here in the EWC, I have my own insights into that.

And I trust my prediction because I´m going to bring it to pass myself. Call it a new twist on self-fulfilling prophecies.

I´ve been thinking about Maggie Lockheart a lot. Maggie, shortly before I delved into my movie career, before our match I told you something. Maybe you have forgotten it or maybe you cared to forget so here is the replay.

I said, quote: When I fight I know what I fight for. I can tell you exactly what color the Italian tiles in my Beverly Hills villa will have. I mean the villa that I will buy after my first movie role. I can tell you exactly the color and brand of the car that I will drive on my way to my California vineyards. I know exactly why I get hurt and why I hurt others on a 24/7 basis. I know exactly why no one will stand in my way. It is because what I want from life is so sweet and I want it so bad that I will not allow anyone to stand in my way. You are the next thing between me and my Italian tiles.

And here´s another piece of my mind you should better remember:

I am pretty but I don´t give a shit if I hurt or kill because I want that villa and that car and that vineyard. I sure want the Hollywood movies too. That is plenty of reason to leave my scruples behind and the fighter who has no scruples has the edge.

End of quote.

Now I admit that my first movie role ended up on the floor of the cutting room but I got most of what I said I wanted back then, the car, the villa – actually two of them, one in Miami and one in Los Angeles – and by the end of the year I will buy myself a partnership in a vineyard with my EWC purses. All that happened in a little over a year. Pretty fast spin of the wheel, isn´t it? Now what happened to your future in the meantime? Or shall I say The Future with capital letters?

Lancer? Went poof while I was still looking for an apartment in Beverly Hills

Kristian Bane and Lexie Glass? Last time I checked they were enjoying the good things in life. I´m a bit proud of Lexie that she finally got smart. It looks like the two are focused on their, not yours.

Yours Truly Ian Icon? Just making his own return to EWC and if I may so with much less style than I do.

Stephen Kingston? Lost somewhere, presumably knitting a new scarf for himself.

The Future has fallen apart just like your personal future. Now you dye your hair and come back. I give you one thing, you are not a quitter. I wish you success. I really do. I want you to climb the ladder to success once again one rung at a time. It is because destroying a loser doesn´t mean anything and make no mistake I´m going to destroy you. To be very clear about this, I do not talk about some match where I again wring your arm or where I take some belt from you. I talk about the destruction of your whole life and everything you ever held dear. Why? First, because you marred the beauty of my exit with a loss. Second, because I can.

The real fun is that you can stop me. If you let go of all your morals and ethics and all your good-girl attitude. Because that´s another lesson you did not learn. What killer instinct really means even if you think you did understand.

Now if you excuse me I have to practice what I preach.

Before I can entertain myself with you again I need to make a statement in Brawl what Future Stars of Wrestling is all about. FSW has lost its shine and the self-proclaimed stage magician headlining the brand hasn´t done a reality check in a while. But what else is new? That´s another talk w had before, right?

I´m here at the first Monday Night Brawl of 2019 to make a statement that FSW is back on the map. It is back because I´m going to put it back on the map.

Hope raises her left hand ad brings into view a clunky golden signet ring showing an embossed H surrounded by diamond slivers.

This is the ring the rest of the FSW roster will learn to kiss once they realized that I´m making them and their brand relevant again, something the showman never managed. And if they don´t kiss my ring, well then they will learn to kiss a fist that is as hard as diamond.

The Wheel comes into view again, melting away into liquid streaks of swirling colors.

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Triple Threat

Gannondorf
VS Hope Diamond
VS Kenneth Williams

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Aiello: WOW! What a show so far. Darius with a huge victory and now it's time to move to our next match.

Bennett: I HOPE this is a good one!

Carter: I see what you did there.

The lights flash in time to the beat the music and as lyrics begin he descends from the rafters facing back first slowly to a fog of smoke below as it fades he turns around and walks menacingly to the ring

Stroup: From Chicago, Illinois Standing 6'9" tall weighing in at 166 lbs He is known as the Evil King....Gan...non...Dorf!
He climbs into the ring and waits.

Aiello: This here is an interesting man.

Bennett: Yeah, that's one way of putting it.

Carter: I'm interested to see how he is in that ring with such a small stature.

[...3]

[..2]

[.1]

The lights in the arena begin to dim as the countdown ends and the X-treme Tron springs into life with a shot of “The Human Highlight Reel” Kenneth Williams giving the camera a few playful winks.

The fans jump straight to their feet in cheer as "Shadowboxin" by the GZA & Method Man begins to play through the PA speakers. The familiar adlibs of Method Man accompanying the vinyl scratches of the classic "Shaolin vs. Lama" Kung-Fu movie echo throughout the arena as Kenneth Williams steps out onto the ramp.

Stroup: From Austin Texas, weighing in a two hundred and twenty five pounds.. he is The Human Highlight Reel, Yours Truly... KENNETH WILLIAMS!

Fire and pyro began shooting out of the stage as Kenny stands at the ramp with a playful grin as he stands at a military rest with his head cocked to the side before taking off in a full sprint to the ring, making sure to slap hands of the fans on his way. He hops onto the outside of the turnbuckle before looking out into the crowd and delivering a vicious dab with a look of disgust on his face. He hops into the ring and prepares in his corner.

Aiello: He was quiet building up to this match, but he seems determined.

Bennett: I think he's scared.

Carter: No, he's focused.

The intro of “Being Evil Has a Price” blasts out of the sound system. As the word “EVIL” appears in big sparkling letters on the titantron Hope appears on the top of the ramp and raises her arms to greet the booing fans with double rock horns. She mocks the fans reactions by placing her raised index fingers left and right of her temples, mimicking devils horns.

Stroup: At 5'10" and 160 lbs, from Los Angeles, California. She is 'Miss Fortune' HOPE DIAMOND!

Bursting into laughter Hope struts down the aisle. She´s in no particular hurry and takes her time to insult individual fans as she mocks their appearance, clothing or behavior. By the time she has climbed the stairs and turned around to lean into the turnbuckle Hope has usually made out one fan who is particular vocal and obvious in his dislike of Hope. She points out that fan and challenges him to come and have a match with her. Smirking in satisfaction to have silenced the loudmouth Hope steps through the robes and makes a show out of rolling her shoulders and cranking her neck to get ready for the upcoming match.

Aiello: She had some strong words for these two.

Bennett: True words. Here is my pick to win!

Carter: Of course it is. Let's get this thing started!

DING DING DING

The match begins with the three eying one another as they circle the ring. Hope stands back watching as Williams and Gannodorf run at one another and begin to trade blows in the center of the ring. From behind Gannondorf comes Hope, she drops low and comes up with a hard uppercut right underneath his legs. Grabbing at his crotch Gannondorf falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Williams watching Gannondorf as Hope spins him around, throws a punch to his gut and attempts to whip Williams into the ropes but the throw is reversed and Williams whips Hope. On the return Williams attempts a lariat that Hope ducks and continues to the opposite ropes. On the return Hope attempts a dropkick, but Williams pushes her legs aside and as she jumps back to her feet Williams leaps up connecting with a pale kick to Hopes face. Williams is about to go for the pin when Gannondorf comes in, grabs Williams by the hair and tights, spins Williams around and throws him shoulder first into the ring post. Laying on the ropes grabbing at his shoulders Gannondorf runs forward and hits Williams with a jumping knee to the ribs causing Williams to fall to the mat. Gannondorf climbs the turnbuckle and right when he is on top, Hope is back to her feet, runs at Gannondorf to push him off of the turnbuckle, but Gannondorf leaps off over her, lands on his feet and rolls. Once back up Hope runs at him, once close enough Hope attempts to connect with a lariat that Gannondorf ducks, spins around grabs the back of Hope wrapping up her head and dropping back with a reverse DDT. Gannondorf runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off and on the return, out of nowhere Williams leaps off of the turnbuckle hitting Gannondorf with a cross body and he stays on top for the cover.

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Before the ref can even count two, Hope grabs William's legs and rips him off.

Aiello: Seems like nobody can get the upper hand here.

Carter: All three of them are trying.

Bennett: Wow, you two are very observant. 

Still latching onto his legs, Williams goes to sit up, but then Hope jumps up and spins wrapping her legs around William’s neck latching on a Figure Four Headscissors. She begins squeezing her legs together tightly and the ref watches closely. William’s tries to roll, but Hope is able to block it from happening. Seemingly when Hope begins to fade, Gannondorf comes running, leaps up and comes down hard with both knees to Hope’s back. Gannondorf lifts hope to her feet and then Gannondorf throws her out of the ring. Williams sits up grabbing at his throat. Gannondorf runs, bounces off of the ropes and on the return hits Williams with a BIG BOOT TO THE FACE! But this causes Williams to roll outside of the ring and drop to the ground. Gannondorf slides out of the ring, lifts Williams up and slides him back under the ropes. When Gannondorf begins to climb the ring Hope comes and rips both of his feet off which cause him to come crashing down face first into the ring apron. Grabbing at his face he spins around, Hope rakes at Gannondorf’s eyes, kicks him in the gut, grabs him by the back of the tights and spins him around whipping him hard right into the steel steps which come apart upon impact. Right as she turns around, Williams is up inside of the ring, he runs towards the ropes, leaps up clean over and connects with a suicide dive over the top rope dropping Hope and himself to the ground. Now all three down and hurt.

Aiello: WOW! What a move by Kenneth Williams!

Carter: This match is getting intense!

Bennett: Yeah, how good could it have been, he hurt himself.

All three begin to move. They begin crawling towards the ring. Hope the first to reach up and grab it. Behind her Williams is getting to his feet, she lunges forward and hits a hard kick to his jaw. She then runs at Gannondorf, jumps up and spins around dropping him head first onto the steel steps with a DDT. Hope then finds the energy to get up, grab ahold of Williams and slide him into the ring and she slides in herself. She lifts Williams to his feet, goes to throw him into the ring post, but Williams is able to reverse it and put her in. Williams walks forward and Hope tries to push him with a kick to the gut, but Williams catches her foot and then Hope leaps up connecting with KANABO KICK! Dropping Williams and then going in for the cover.

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2

… Just barely Gannondorf able to grab Hope's legs and pull her off.

Aiello: Hope almost able to get the pinfall victory!

Bennett: Gannondorf, you Som Bitch! You robbed her!

Carter: And the match continues!

Gannondorf yanks Hope hard enough to rip her to the outside. Hope then throws a punch at Gannondorf that he ducks, swings around to Hope’s back and delivers a vicious suplex. He stands up, eyes her on the ground and then turns to run back into the ring. Gannondorf slides in, crawls quickly to Williams and goes for the cover.

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2

… Williams able to kickout! Gannondorf with a shocked look on his face.

Aiello: Gannondorf with a close pinfall attempt! This match is in anybody’s hands.

Carter: Nobody able to take charge, such excitement.

Benett: Keep it in your pants you som bitches. Let’s just hope, HOPE is able to take charge soon. She seems to be the only intelligent one in the match, besides being FSW full time and not Brawl.

Hope slides back into the ring as Gannondorf stands up, she spins Gannondorf around and throws a punch that’s blocked. Gannondorf whips her into the ropes, but on the return Hope jumps up and locks in THE CATHERINE WHEEL! Gannondorf is in noticeable pain as Hope begins yanking as hard as she can. Gannondorf writhing in pain. Williams begins to stand to his feet. He stumbles forward, stands in front of Gannondorf with Hope still having him wrapped up and then Williams reaches out, grabs Gannondorf by the head, Williams leaps up and connects with LIGHTS OUT! Immediately Hope let’s go of her hold gets to her feet, Williams throws a punch but she ducks under, she rolls and hooks William’s legs rolling him up and grabbing his tights in the process.

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2

3!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner, by pinfall. HOPE DIAMOND!

Aiello: What a tough fought victory for Hope tonight. Questionable tactics, but impressive appearance on Brawl and hopefully we see more of her over here.

Carter: Other than the cheap move at the end, great victory tonight.

Benett: Cheap? No, she won that's all that matters.

We move to a commercial break.

A camera cuts to the back as Lynx Boyd is standing next to the wall with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

Lynx Boyd: Brawl will soon be my own personal playground. If you think I'm doing this on my own then think again.

The camera pans out as her sisters Aimee and Ruby are standing on each side of her.

Aimee Clifton: The Family unleashes hell on Brawl

Three sinister smirks appear on their faces as the camera cuts away

The camera cuts to Ace Heart as he walks towards a locker room door labeled: Xavier Reid. He stops and knocks on the door and waited for a second to two until the door opens and the yellow masked face of Tlatoani Volando appears from behind the door and looks at Ace Heart

Tlatoani Volando: Pizza guy?

Ace looks at him and lifts the microphone with the Monday Night Brawl logo on it and then turns and points at the camera man behind him

Tlatoani Volando: Chico de pizza?

Ace Heart: Ace Heart

Tlatoani Volando: Nice to meet you, Tlatoani Volando but where’s my pizza?

Ace Heart: I work here you idiot, I’m not a damn pizza delivery guy! I’m here to talk to Xavier Reid…

The door is pulled all the way open and Nikki Dupree shoves Tlatoani Volando aside

Nikki Dupree: I’m sorry about him, he just discovered GrubHub and used that app six times a day, come on in…

Nikki motions for Ace and the cameraman to follow her as she takes them to where Xavier Reid is getting ready, he sees Ace and nods in his direction

Ace Heart: Xavier, earlier tonight to start off Monday Night Brawl our new GM announced that if you can defeat Rob Garcia tonight then you will become the #1 Contender for his X-Division Championship and I wanted to get your thoughts on this announcement…

Xavier Reid: Well it would be easy for me to say it’s long overdue, that beating the last two X-Division Champions should have already made me the de facto #1 Contender for the X-Division Championship but the powers that be feel they need just a little more proof to what I have been saying for months now, they need me to be one more champion to prove that I am indeed to BEST in the X-Division here in the EWC.

Ace Heart: But first you must go through and beat Rob Garcia here tonight on Brawl…

Xavier Reid: Rob Garcia is standing in my way, he’s in possession of something that belongs to me and calling himself the champion when he’s never beaten the TRUE champion…

Ace Heart: With all do respect Happy was…

Xavier Reid: Defeated by me at Brawl #525 and before him Nostalgia was beaten by me at Uprising #003…

Ace Heart: In non-title matches…

Xavier Reid: Lucky for them but it doesn’t change the fact that when the X-Division Champion steps into the ring with me I go over...I am the uncrowned Champion of the X-Division and tonight the same fate awaits Rob Garcia but the only difference is this time when I beat the man carrying around the belt and pull off the hat trick there will be no denying me the match that I have earned over and over and over again...and one step closer to taking what is rightfully mine…

Xavier looks at Ace for a long moment and the silence is broken by…

Tlatoani Volando: The X-Division Championship...he means the belt is rightfully his man…

Ace Heart: Yeah, I understood that...I’m sure the fans understood that…

Tlatoani Volando: Cool...just trying to help man…

Xavier Reid: 2019 is going to be a year like no other...I didn’t come here to bitch and moan about what SHOULD be mine, I’m happy to go out there and show you, Mac, the GM, the fans and anyone else who needs to be shown that Xavier Reid is ready for the main stage, the bright lights and to be the man they thought they were getting in 2016 when I first arrived in the EWC and take what is rightful mine inside that ring. You want a motivated Xavier Reid well you have him, so line up the brass rings and I’ll pluck them one by one and it starts here tonight with Rob Garcia, Rob...enjoy that championship while I allow you to have it…

Ace Heart: Well best of luck Xavier…

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X-Division rules
If Xavier Reid wins he becomes #1 contender for the X-Division championship. If Rob Garcia wins he chooses match stipulations for his next title defense.

Xavier Reid
VS Rob Garcia

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Aiello: What a win by Hope Diamond! Next up, we’ve got the X-Division champion in action. But new appointed general manager Jon Spartan made some huge changes to the show tonight on the fly. This next match, well simply put, if Xavier Reid wins, he’s the new number 1 contender. If Garcia wins, well, he gets to choose how his next defense plays out.

Carter: That’s like handing a baby a gun.

Bennett: Ain’t nothing wrong with that. This is America!

Stroup: The following match will be contested under X-Division rules!

The jumbo screen flickers and the picture of a sky appears on the eve of a storm, the clouds are dark and rolling across the sky quickly and with aggression. The lights inside the arena start to dim, the rumbling of a storm can be heard over the speakers as lighting appears in the clouds

The cracking of lighting grows louder and louder until two strikes hit the stage

First from the right and then from the left as ‘Papercut’ starts to play out…

Smoke rises up from where the lightning hit stage as Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage, his arms crossed in a X over his chest as he stands at the top of the stage and looks out towards the ring.

Stroup: First, now residing in New York City, weighing in at 220 pounds, XAVIER REID!!

The fans have a mix reaction as he starts to walk towards the ring, shadow boxing as he does so ignoring the fans until he reaches ringside.

Xavier bounces up and down while looking at the ground and then looks up and smirks as he heads towards the steps and slams his foot down on each step as he marches up the steps and jumps into the ring and heads right to far corner and climbs to the middle rope and tosses his arms into the air and crosses them into a X as he looks out over the crowd.

Carter: Anyone noticed how his shirt changed to something different out of nowhere.

Bennett: Quiet, you sonabitch, you’re breaking my immersion!

Aiello: Xavier Reid ending 2018 with a shocking victory over Happy on Monday Night Brawl. Recently, he’s been all over social media with his goals for the new year. Ever since breaking free of the Trinity, he has resolved himself to step out of the shadows.

Garcia’s music starts to play…

The crowd boos mercilessly. And yet no X-Division champion.

Aiello: Where is Rob Garcia now? Under the ring? What is he up-- hey, Max, your phone is buzzing all over the desk.

Carter: Huh? It’s Garcia.

Aiello. Garcia call you sometimes?

Carter: He’ll call me sometimes at like 3AM. Calling me Baby Mac and then start laughing at his own dumb joke and then hang up.

Bennett: Damn, he never calls me…

Carter answers the call -- putting the phone on speakerphone through a live mic.

Garcia: Yo, Baby Mac! Tell your dad that I can’t make it in today.

Carter: You’re calling off from your job on national TV.

Xavier Reid rolls his eyes at this.

Aiello: Garcia, your opponent is in the ring right now.

Garcia: He sure is antsy! You see, I had this migraine and fell asleep. And forgot Brawl was on Mondays. And today is Monday, right?

Carter: ...yes.

Garcia: And so now I’m still in California and I’m driving there now…

Aiello: We’re in Boston.

Suddenly the call ends.

Bennett: Well, damn.

There is a stark contrast in reaction to Garcia as Jeff Noon suddenly steps out onto the stage. Moreso laughter than booing. He is wearing a singlet with Garcia’s face plastered all over and amateur wrestling headgear. He has a mic.

Noon: Xavier Reid! I heard what you said about my friend and well, I talked to management and they’ve authorized that I will fight in Rob Garcia’s stead. If you manage to beat me and I mean IF - only then will you get a shot at the X-Division title.

Reid, a professional, stifles some laughter. He shrugs. And then tells Noon to bring it on.

Stroup: And his opponent, Jeff Noon??

Noon marches down to the ring, a look of determination across his face.

Aiello: I’m sorry. Our management authorized this? Shelley Silver wiped the floor with Noon at Wrestlefest.

Bennett: It’s a new year! Look at Noon. He’s a bonafide stud.

Carter: He looks bloated. And that singlet leaves nothing to the imagination.

Referee Josh Daniels looks at Noon as if he was crazy.

Noon: Ring the bell!

He puts his fists up. Daniels calls for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

Xavier Reid watches Noon warily. The manager to the X-Division champion tries to look big and imposing with his arms up in the air.

He charges at Reid and the former FSW champ sidesteps. Noon turns around, just too slow, and gets rolled into a horrific triangle choke.

Aiello: Rob Garcia’s champion in this fight has just been X’d out!

Carter: This was a disgrace. Noon didn’t belong out there and Reid knew it.

Bennett: ...damn.

Noon furiously taps out. Reid, perhaps a little angry at this predicament, doesn’t let go until the referee pries away the unconscious Noon from Xavier’s grasp.

DING DING DING

Stroup: The winner of this match and new number 1 contender to the X-Division Championship, XAVIER REID!

Reid shoves past the referee. There was no reason to celebrate a victory like this. He makes a beeline to the announcer’s desk and snatches away Carter’s phone.

Carter: Hey!

He dials back his fallen opponents’ client. The mics catch the exchange.

Reid: When Noon wakes up, he can tell you how he just solidified the end of your farce of a championship reign.

Garcia: New number, who dis?

Reid: I know it’s you, Rob.

Garcia: I know it’s me, too!

Reid: Rob.

Garcia: Hey, man, I gotta get to Brawl. We can talk later.

Reid throws the phone back on the table in frustration and leaves.

Aiello: Well, there you go. As they scrape up Jeff Noon from the mat, Xavier Reid has a future shot at Garcia’s X-Division championship.

Bennett: By beating on an innocent man.

Carter: Noon asked for this match!

Bennett: Didn’t say the son of a bitch was smart.

Aiello: Alright, well, in moments, we have the Undisputed Champion in action. And well, he has a tough challenge ahead of him. We’ll go over it after this commercial break.




We move to a commercial break.

After the announcement that the main event will now be a sixty minute Ironman match, NSFW is backstage in their own corner. Church is sitting on a steel chair, wrapping his hands with black athletic tape. Mike paces back and forth behind him.

McGuire: You want me ringside? I got no problem bringing my bat and driving off any fuckers who try to stick their noses in.

Church: No.

He stops.

Church: If that is Dominic’s choice, I’ll let him show the world just how honorable his vision of this company is. I know you’ll be around if necessary.

McGuire: Fuck yeah I will.

He looks at his partner.

Church: That cast come off next week?

McGuire: Yep. I think I’ll keep it as a souvenir. This thing’s a fuckin’ work of art now.

She admires the cast, covered top to bottom in autographs and doodles from friend and fan alike.

Church: That’s good.

There is a poignant silence between the two.

McGuire: You’re gonna mop the mat with that douchecanoe. This is gonna be a great hour of fuckin’ television.

Church: I’m sure he has that same confidence.

McGuire: Hmph. Maybe. Means more coming from you though. You’re earnest about it, you don’t go around thinking you’re the second coming of Wrestling Jesus or some shit like that.

Church stands up.

Church: He’s good at what he does. And he’s right on one count. This, for once, is about retribution. Talking to him never worked. He’ll always play up his persecution complex. He understands only one language.

McGuire nods, a smirk crossing her lips.

McGuire: Then get out there and give him one hell of a speech.

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60 MINUTE IRONMAN MATCH

Bishop Church
VS Dominic Sanders

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Aiello: What a night it has been and we aren't even done yet! It's time for tonight's Main Event! This one is going to be a good one folks. We have one half of the tag team champions Bishop Church taking on the Undisputed champion, Dominic Sanders.

Carter: 60 Minutes with two of the best in the business, I can't wait!

Bennett: I bet you can. Just shut up and watch.

’Kashmir’ by Led Zepplin starts playing, the house lights turn off and green lasers pulse to the rhythm of the guitar...



 ... and out comes Bishop Church, Tag Team Championship around his waist. His expression is stoic as he appears on the top of the ramp way. Each step is deliberate and in tune. His silhouette slinks down towards to the ring side area only occasionally highlighted by green light.
 
Stroup: Now coming down to the ring, one half of N ... S ... F ... W, and one half of the Tag Team Champions, they call him BISHOP CHURCH!

Church slowly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. He looks towards the hard camera side and as the song escalates, he raises one fist into the air. The house lights come on as his music fades out to the approval of the crowd.  

Aiello: Man, this guy is among the elite of this company. Nothing short of impressive this past year for Bishop Church.

Carter: One of the best for sure, looking forward to seeing how he does being back in singles competition.

Bennett: He's alright. On the other hand we have Dominic Sanders. Now, that guy is a class act, a great guy, that som bitch is what a champion looks like.

The lights go out in the TD Garden. Purple lights cut on around the entrance ramp as "Drop the World" by Lil' Wayne begins playing.

"I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind"

Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a dark purple hoodie and black wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. The EWC Undisputed Championship hangs from his right hand. The hood of his sweatshirt drapes over his eyes as he stands at the top of the ramp. Both members of The Limit follow and flank him on either side as he stands at the top of the ramp and soaks in the boos from the crowd.

"So I pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fucking head!"

Dominic beats his chest with his left fist and raises the Undisputed Championship in the air with a roar. The crowd boos even louder as he starts to make his way down to the ring. A cocky grin can be seen under the hood of his sweatshirt as he and The Limit walk down the ramp.

Stroup: Their opponent... from Aledo, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds... He is the EWC Undisputed Champion! DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!

Sanders rolls underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up to his feet and stares out into the unadoring crowd underneath the hood of his sweatshirt, all while holding the Undisputed Championship high in the air. He grins and shakes his head as he moves over to the corner and waits.

Aiello: Dominic Sanders, Bishop Church. This is like Christmas all over again.

Carter: You can feel the electricity in the air! This is going to be a great one!

Bennett: Wouldn't we all be getting shocked right now if we could feel electricity? Isn't that what feeling electricity is?

DING DING DING

The match begins with Church wasting no time and sprints across the ring. Church ducks low, driving his shoulder into the gut of Sanders and smashes him into the corner. Holding the middle ropes Church slams his shoulder into Sanders gut over and over again, the ref asking him to stop. On the last smash of the shoulder Church lifts Sanders up so he is draped over his shoulder, Church turns, runs and leaps up and comes down smashing Sanders hard into the mat. Church hooks Sander's leg.

1


… Sander's kicks out!

Aiello: Bishop Church with a quick attempt!

Carter: Seems Bishop Church came ready and he's bringing the fight to Dominic Sanders.

Bennett: Oh shut it, Dom knows what he's doing.

Church still wasting no time gets back to his feet and grabs Sanders by the head lifting him to his feet. Church whips Sanders into the ropes and on the return Church throws his arms around Sanders neck and spins to the back of Sanders attempting to latch on a SLEEPER HOLD! But, Sanders is able to grab Church's arm, lift him up quickly and slam him to the mat with a Samoan drop. Both men back to their feet, Sander's throws a right, Church answers the same. The two hook each other by the back of their head and begin violently smashing each other with punches to the face.

Aiello: Safe to say there is no love loss between these two.

Carter: Look at them going at it, this is intense!

Bennett: Told you, Sanders knows what he's doing. There's still a lot of time left too.

After a ton of violent blows to one another Sanders smashes his knee into the gut of Church hooks Church's head and drops down with a vicious DDT. Sanders sits up, uses his hand to wipe blood from his mouth and grins. Sanders stands, lifts Church to his feet and whips him hard into the corner. Sanders runs at Church and attempts a big boot to Church's face, but Church rolls to the side and Sanders smashes his legs into the ropes getting caught up in them. Church wraps up Sanders around the hips and lifts him, slamming him back with a vicious suplex. Church doesn't let go, circles around to his feet and delivers another suplex, and another, and another, finally Church delivers one more and let's go of Sanders which sends him flying through the air, Sanders rolls and falls to the outside of the ring.

Aiello: WOW! What power shown to us by Bishop Church!

Carter: Sanders isn't a small guy, that's impressive!

Bennett: What's impressive is holding the Undisputed Championship.

Church back to his feet. The ref asks him to stay in the ring and he begins his count.

1

Church ignores the ref, steps out of the opposite side of the ring. He begins sprinting around the ring.

1

Once close enough, Sanders begins getting to his feet and Church attempts to drive his knee into his face. Sanders is able to grab Church's legs, shoot up and connect with an inverted atomic drop to Church.

2

Sanders back to his feet grabbing Church before he falls over and slides him back into the ring. Again, Sanders wipes his mouth, slides back into the ring and covers Church.

1

2

KICK OUT BY CHURCH!

Aiello: I think it's going to take a lot more than that to take a person like Bishop Church out.

Carter: This back and forth has been incredible.

Bennett: I can't believe Bishop made our Champion bleed, so disrespectful!

Sanders grins and stands back to his feet. He begins lifting Church to his feet, but Church buries an elbow hard into the gut of Sanders. Church grabs ahold of him, attempts a hip toss to throw Sanders, but Sanders wraps up his legs with a surprise roll up out of nowhere. Sanders pushes down hard with all of his might and weight.

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Aiello: The first pinfall goes to Dominic. We are now 1-0 in favor of the Undisputed Champion.

Carter: Wow, what a pin out of nowhere!

Bennett: That's why that som bitch is the champion! Hell yeah!

Dominic smiling as he gets to his feet and back into the corner to watch Church stand back up. Once both men are back to their feet, the ref signals for them to continue. They circle one another, cautiously. Both men with their hands in the air to lock up. They begin touching fingertips and Sanders pulls his hand away delivering a hard knee strike to the gut of Church. Sanders hooks his head and lifts him for an inverted suplex, but Church reverses it, swinging himself around to the back of Sanders and delivers a nasty suplex. Both men quickly back to their feet. Church grabs Sanders attempting to whip him into the ropes, but it's reversed and Sanders sends Church flying. On the return, Church dives and spears Sanders viciously. Church goes for the pin.

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KICKOUT SANDERS!

Aiello: What a spear by Bishop Church! He isn't happy that Dominic got that first pin, lucky for him there is still time.

Carter: Any questions on Bishop Church being able to hold his own against the champion in singles competition have been answered. He is down one fall, but he is brining the fight to Sanders.

Bennett: Doesn't matter if he can't win.

Church stands up, gets behind Sanders who is now sitting. Church reaches down, grabs Sanders by the chin and begins yanking with a neck crank. He's trying to ware down Sanders. He pulls it tighter and tighter. Sanders fighting to get to his feet. The ref continually checking on Sanders. Finally, Sanders is able to get enough space to smash an elbow to the gut of Church. Sanders then springs up smashing the top of his heady into the face of Church busting him wide open, but the blood doesn't seem to concern Church as he throws a hard kick to the knee of Sanders which drops him down to one knee. Church bounces off of the ropes and on the return attempts a RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! But Sanders is able to roll out of the way, by the time Church spins around, Sanders is there. Sanders locks him up and delivers a mean FUNKY TOWN! Wasting no time, Sanders falls into cover.

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THHRR KICKOUT CHURCH!

Aiello: He just took Bishop Church to Funky Town and Bishop survived it!

Carter: His toughness can't be questioned.

Bennett: Sure it can. If Dominic Sanders wanted to, he'd of finished the som bitch already.

Sanders back to his feet. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top. Once up there, he leaps off attempting to land TITLETOWN! But at the last possible second Bishop Church rolls out of the way and Sanders comes crashing down hard onto the mat, grabbing at his lower back in pain Church climbs to his feet slowly. He stumbles forward as he attempts to lock in a SLEEPER HOLD! But Sanders feels it and quickly drops down and rolls to the outside of the ring. Church shakes his head, runs to the opposite side of the ring, bounces off of the ropes and on the return drives straight through the middle rope as Sanders turns to face him and Church connects with a suicide dive sending them both crashing into the barricade. Both men are down as the ref begins his count.

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Slowly, Church begins moving.

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Church grabs the top of the barricade and Sanders also rolls over and begins to push himself up.

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Church pulls himself to his feet. He grabs ahold of Sanders and throws him hard into the barricade back first.

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Church grabs Sanders, rushes forward to smash Sanders into the ring post, but Sanders reverses it, pushes Church which causes him to smash face first right into the post and then drop to the ground.

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Sanders slides into the ring.

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Aiello: Looks like Dominic might go up by two.

Carter: That's a cheap way to get a point.

Bennett: How dare you? A win is a win, get over it. All I know, this match is almost over and if Dominic Sanders goes up by two, it's definitely a wrap.

At the last possible second Church jumps to his feet and quickly slides into the ring with a noticeable gash on his forehead from the ring post. Once in side the ring, Sanders rushes forward and stomps Church's back. Church rolls over, Sanders stomps his gut. Sanders reaches down, grabs Church and lifts him up. Desperately Church throws a haymaker that Sanders easily ducks, scoops up Church and delivers a jumping Samoan drop. Lifting Church up again, this time holding Church by the throat. Sanders manages to lift him up for a chokeslam and on the way down Sanders puts out his knee and chokeslams Church directly down onto it. Sanders covers.

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THHRR KICKOUT CHURCH!

Aiello: Bishop Church showing unbelievable heart.

Carter: His back could be broken from that. If Bishop wants to win, he needs to hurry up, time is running out.

Bennett: He might have heart, but what he doesn't have is the Undisputed Championship.

Sanders pushes back to his feet. Grinning, he lifts Church up and whips him hard into the ropes. On the return he attempts a clothesline from hell, but Church able to duck and he continues to the ropes again. This time on the return, Sanders kicks him in the gut and when Church curls over, Sanders pulls him in and lifts him in a powerbomb position, but Church is able to spin around, drop down and wrap his legs around the waist of Sanders as he locks in a tight SLEEPER HOLD in the center of the ring. Sanders refusing to tap, the ref watches closely.

Aiello: Only a few seconds left, we will see if Bishop can tie it up.

Carter: This has been a hell of a match! It would only be fitting to end it in a tie!

Bennett: Screw that, we need a winner and that's Dominic Sanders!

The clock is down to ten seconds left as Church squeezes with all of his might. Sanders reaching, trying to crawl but has nowhere to go and begins to fade.

FIVE SECONDS LEFT!

Church begins to scream as he uses his last bit of energy to squeeze even harder.

TWO SECONDS LEFT!

Church begins shaking violently. Sanders hands stops moving, but before the ref can check.

DING DING DING

Church lets go of the hold, thinking he tied it up, but the ref waves it off and explains the bell rang before any finish happened.

Stroup: Ladies and Gentleman, we have a winner. The score, one pin to zero. Your winner, the Undisputed Champion, DOMINIC SANDERS!

Aiello: My god what a match up! Just a couple seconds longer and Bishop Church would have tied it. Bishop Church should be proud of that performance, these men just gave us a five star match!

Carter: What a way to end this season opener!

Bennett: Told you he'd win.

Aiello: Well, until next time folks. Thank you for joining us today and we hope you enjoyed, I know we did.

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: Darius
MATCH TWO: MNB
MATCH THREE: Bishop Church
MAIN EVENT: MNB

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SEGMENTS

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MNB
Griffin Hawkins
Darius
Hope Diamond
The Family
Xavier Reid
Bishop Church

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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Triple Threat in a cage
Joe Doe
VS Emma Louise
VS Darius
WINNER: Darius

Triple Threat
Kenneth Williams
VS Hope Diamond
vs Gannondorf
WINNER: Hope Diamond

X-Division rules if Xavier wins he is number one contender if Rob wins he chooses his next title defense stipulations.
Xavier Reid
VS Rob Garcia
WINNER: Xavier Reid

60 Minute Ironman
Bishop Church
VS Dominic Sanders
WINNER: Dominic Sanders



BRAWL #526 MVP(s): Dominic Sanders

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