MNB #529 - ORLANDO, FLORIDA

[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 #529 | FEBRUARY 4th 2019

LIVE! from AMWAY CENTER, ORLANDO, FLORIDA

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 #528 in Madison Square Garden.

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: Xavier Reid, 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, Bliss, Nathan Quinn, The Family, Kendrick Kross, Curtis Mars, Nicole Taylor, Yeshwa, Antoni Malietoa, Maniac Mondo.

We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:

Xavier Reid with the X-Division Championship
NSFW with the Tag Team Championships
Iggy Swango 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 AMWAY CENTER 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: 

"I HOPE you see this!"

"XAVIER IS MY CHAMPION!"

"I'M ONE WITH THE MELON!"

"COLLECT ME!"

"IGGY,SING ME A SONG!"

and "THIS IS SPARTA!"

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

Aiello: Good evening and welcome to MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL! What a night we have in store for you all! Champions against Champions, newcomers making names for themselves, and our Main Event is potentially match of the year! I can't wait!

Carter: Such an exciting night, let's get it started!

Bennett: Finally Dominic Sanders back where he belongs in the Main Event, lets go!

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The Brawl cameras cut to the back where Xavier Reid is heading to gorilla position with Nikki Dupree and Tlatoani Volando, who is carrying the X-Division Championship at his side

Brian Spades: Xavier, a moment of your time?

Xavier, who looks focused and ready to go looks over at Brian and though he doesn’t say anything stops and looks at Brian

Brian Spades: First off congratulations on last week’s championship win over Rob Garcia but tonight doesn’t get any easier…

Xavier Reid: No...it does not Brian and I wouldn’t want it any other way, how many times does someone get to step into the ring against two other champions outside a ppv, Brawl is giving these fans of Orlando a match we may never see again and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else than right here and right in the middle of it…

Brian Spades: All week you have talked about the importance of this match, how the winner…

Xavier Reid: The winner puts themselves in a position to say ‘I am the best champion outside the Undisputed Championship’, they become 1B in the EWC and nobody can argue that point…

Brian Spades: Tonight US Champion and Rampage’s own Ace King comes to Brawl to take on two of our champions...

Xavier Reid: And if it was just all about beating Ace and Rampage then yeah, Iggy and I would have an advantage but that’s not the case, you can ask Iggy and she’ll tell you the same thing, winning and elevating our championship is all that matter tonight, if I get the opening to pin her than so be it...tonight is about taking this championship…

Xavier grabs the X-Division Championship and holds it up for the camera

Xavier Reid: And putting it over the International and US Championship...that’s all that matter...sure I’d LOVE nothing more than to be the one that beats Ace to end this match but that’s not going to make me pass up pinning Iggy for the win and surpassing her on the Brawl pecking order.

Brian Spades: And let’s not forget what this would mean in regards to the Elite 15, a win here by ANY of you…

Xavier Reid: Yeah...it would put us right towards the top and it wasn’t lost on my that I wasn’t on that pre-season list and I plan on changing that when the first official list of 2019 comes out in a few days…

Brian Spades: Ace King has been the US Champion for over a year now and you and Iggy are coming off being champions now for a little over a week…

Xavier Reid: Experience as a champion isn’t going to factor into tonight, I’ve held EWC gold in the past, I understand the target gold puts on your back and Griffin had 10 times the experience that Iggy has and it didn’t help him last week, it’s about making the most of what’s right in front of you and tonight that’s about beating two other champions...it’s about making history out there and something that does matter Brian...is that the other two champions are fighting in my world tonight…

Brian Spades: Yes, this match is under X-Division Rules…

Xavier Reid: And that is something that can’t be dismissed, I’ve got the home field advantage out there tonight and I intend to use it in full...so sit back and enjoy as we tear apart the Amway Center…

Xavier marches past Spades and readies himself to head out to the ring

Arya Melon is seen walking into the arena blind folded. Brian spades approach her.

Spades: Birdboxing?

Arya rips her blindfold off and throws it in Brian Spades face as she eyes him down.

Arya: What in the veggie hell did you just call me?

Brian Spades noticeably frightened and confused.

Spades: Oh, no, the movie Birdbox, with Sandra Bullock?

Arya twists her head confused. Reaches in her back grabbing a handful of cut fruit and begins to eat it.

Arya: This is not a movie, I am not Sandra Bullock, I never heard of him. I think you need to eat more fruit Mr. Spades.

Arya takes a bite of the fruit in her hand, the juices dripping down her arm. She takes the last of what she holds and jams it into Brian Spades mouth. He looks weirded out.

Arya: You're welcome.

She begins walking away, but with a mouth full Brian Spades stops her. "Arya" he says covering his mouth, desperately chewing the fruit.

Arya: Go get your own, you're lucky I gave you that!

Arya goes to walk away. He swallows the rest of the fruit.

Spades: Arya, I wanted to ask. Is any of the other Melon Club members here tonight?

Arya laughs, grabs another handful of fruit and begins biting into it.

Arya: No excuses for the Game Changers, I told the Club to stay away. Just me. Oh and Brian, be sure to alert staff I'm here, because if there is no fruit platter or if there is just one veggie in my room, I swear to Melon Gods, heads will fly and I will start with yours!

Spades: Yes ma'am.

As Arya walks off, Brian Spades frantically picks up his phone to alert the staff of Arya Melon's arrival.

X-Division Rules
NON-TITLE

Xavier Reid
VS Iggy Swango
VS Ace King

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Aiello: It's time for our opening contest, and guys, it's going to be a doozie!

Carter: You're not kidding. THREE of the EWC's Champions going head to head to head in an X-Division Rules match!

Bennett: Why the hell is it an X-Division Rules match? What makes Reid so special? Why isn't it under United States rules? Or under International rules?

Carter: Well, once you can tell me what either of those types of matches would be then maybe we can suggest it to Mr. Spartan.

Bennett: SHADDUP!

Stroup: The following contest is an X-Division Rules Triple Threat Match!

“3’s & 7’s” by Queens of the Stone Age hits the arena as the lights dim low before strobing between red and the pitch blackness of the arena. Just as the loud guitar riffs echo throughout the arena the lights starts pulsing red and Iggy Swango emerges from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music with the EWC International Championship hanging at her side in her hand.

Stroup: Introducing first... Standing in at five feet seven inches tall, weighing one hundred and forty-five pounds, from San Francisco, California... She is the EWC International Champion, Iggy Swango!!!

Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out using the International Championship as a bass guitar playing along with the music before making her way down the ramp. She throws the devil horns with her hand and sticks out her tongue taunting her fans as red and black confetti streamers come raining down from above on her way down to the ring. Iggy rolls under the bottom rope and pops up on her knees in the middle of the ring. She slowly stands her to her feet before raising her the International Championship into the air. She moves over to the corner and waits for her opponents.

Aiello: Iggy Swango surprised a few people last week when she defeated Griffin Hawkins for the International Championship.

Carter: Honestly, Joe. I was not surprised. She's very talented and very underrated.

Bennett: And she has tremendous assets!

Aiello: She does bring a lot to the table, Steve.

Bennett: You kiddin me?!

"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 Amway Center. 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.

Stroup: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is the EWC 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 his Iggy Swango and waiting for Xavier Reid.

Carter: This man right here.. he is the longest reigning Champion in the EWC. 462 days and counting!

Aiello: If he hangs onto that belt for thirty more days, he will pass Griffin Hawkins' Television Title record as the longest-reigning champion of the modern era!

Bennett: For all of our sakes, I hope he does. That way Hawkins can't brag about shit anymore!

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,the X-Division Championship around his waist, his arms crossed in a X over his chest as he stands at the top of the stage and looks out towards the ring.

The fans have a mix reaction as he starts to walk towards the ring, shadow boxing as he does eyes locked on the ring

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 unhooked the X-Division Championship and turns and faced the crowd and then jumps into the ring and walks to the center of the ring and lays the belt down and motions for his opponents to 'step up to the line'.

Stroup: And their opponent... he is the EWC X-Division Champion... Xavier Reid!

Reid sprints away from the X-Division Championship and towards Ace King, nailing him with a cheap shot before the bell rings. Swango, wisely, stays back in her corner as the match begins.

DING DING DING

Reid puts the boots to King in the corner following the premeditated attack. Swango sits back, watching and conserving her energy. Just as Reid stops for a break on King, he turns around right into a running, jumping hip attack from Swango. Reid drops to the mat in a heap, his temple starting to ooze blood.

Bennett: Goddamn! That girl been watching those old Buns of Steel VHS tapes or what?!

Carter: She damn near knocked Xavier Reid out with her posterior!

Bennett: Would you quit being such a nancy boy? Her ass! She almost knocked him out with her ass!

Swango goes for the cover, but is quickly ripped off of Reid by King. Swango gets to her feet, as does King. King drives his left foot into Swango’s right hip, but he starts hopping around on one foot and moves over to the ropes to shake off some pain.

Bennett: What in the hell…

Swango reaches into her tights and pulls out a custom-fit steel plate.

Aiello: Good God! No wonder Reid is down and out.

Bennett: That bitch really does have Buns of Steel! Goddamnit!

Swango smirks as the crowd cheers when she holds the plate up in the air. She tosses it out of the ring and walks over to Ace to kick him in the left foot and ankle.

Aiello: And now Iggy Swango has placed a target right on Ace King’s left ankle and foot!

Carter: Very smart, very crafty. Iggy Swango is not used to these types of matches. She was at a severe disadvantage coming in and, it seems, she has evened the score!

Ace, hobbling around the ring, has trouble keeping up with Swango’s attacks. Iggy grabs ahold of Ace’s good foot, causing Ace to drop to his back so he doesn’t put any weight on the bad foot. Iggy grabs ahold of both of Ace’s feet and turns him over, locking him into a Boston Crab!

Aiello: How about this? Iggy Swango is looking to make Ace King submit early on.

Xavier Reid is finally to his feet. Knowing Ace will not give up and that it’s too early for King to pass out, he takes his sweet time and exits the ring. He walks over to the timekeepers’ table and grabs a steel chair. Swango keeps her eyes on Reid as he begins to walk around the ring with the chair. Reid slides into the ring with the chair and Swango releases the hold, turning quickly towards Reid. As blood trickles down his temple, he shouts something at her. Swango holds her ground, ready to defend herself. Reid raises the chair up to swing at Swango, but Ace King is up to his feet (gingerly) and rips the chair out of Reid’s hands. Reid swings around to face King, but King drops the chair and plants Reid with a DDT on the chair! Swango runs at King and shoves him through the ropes and to the outside, then goes for the cover on Reid.

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THRE-KICKOUT!

Bennett: That scummy bitch tried to steal one from Ace King!

Aiello: It was very smart. And she almost got the win. Xavier Reid, a tremendous competitor, was able to just kick out!

Outside of the ring, Ace King is on his feet and limping in place, trying to shake the pain off. He reaches into the ring and grabs Iggy Swango by the foot and yanks her out of the ring. He begins throwing rights and lefts into her ribcage, trying to soften her up. He grabs her by the wrist and whips her ribs-first into the barricade around the ring. He limps over and grabs her by the legs and dumps her over the rail and into the front row of the crowd. However, the crowd catches her and lifts her up high in the air and begins to crowd-surf her around the Amway Center floor.

Bennett: It’s bad enough she thinks she’s a rock star… now she’s getting treated like one?

Carter: More of a rock star than you’ll ever be, Steve.

Bennett: Horse shit!

King hops the guardrail and follows after Swango through the people. Xavier Reid rolls out of the ring and watches as Swango and King disappear into the crowd. He jumps up onto the guardrail and looks out over the people. He yells at the people to move, but they won’t get out of his way.

Bennett: What in the hell is wrong with these people? They won’t get out of Xavier’s way!

Carter: He’d better find a way to catch up to King and Swango, or else he will be taken out of the equation!

Reid leaps off to attempt to crowd-surf, but the crowd can’t catch his sweaty body and he slips through their hands and falls flat on the arena floor. Meanwhile, Swango has been set down near the tunnel leading into the concourse area of the Amway Center. King catches up to her and drives an elbow into the back of her head. Swango drops to the ground. King rolls Swango over and goes for a cover.

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Easy kickout at two.

Aiello: They’ve made their way to the concessions area! Who knows what will happen next!

Reid finally catches up to them, no thanks to the crowd, and wallops King in the back of the head with a push broom he grabbed along the way. He uses the broomstick and drives it hard into Swango’s ribs. And a second time. He tosses the broomstick aside and covers Iggy.

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King breaks up the pinfall attempt. King slowly gets to his feet and pulls Reid up to his. King locks Reid up and drives him into the tile flooring with a head and arm suplex. He covers Reid.

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Kickout by Reid.

Carter: We’re seeing more frequent pinning attempts, now. Looks like these three are eager to get this one over with.

Aiello: The longer it goes, the more brutal it is, Max.

Swango is up to her feet and leaning on the counter next to the snack bar. She hops up onto the counter and goes over to the other side. King has Reid up and whips him into the counter, Reid’s lower back cracking the linoleum hard. King grabs Reid’s head and drives the back of his head into the soda fountain. Swango has grabbed a hot dog and takes a big bite out of it.

Bennett: What the hell? Is this a snack break?! And where’s my beer, if that’s the case?!

Swango takes the remaining two thirds of the hot dog and shoves it down Reid’s throat. She reaches over to the piping hot nacho cheese bucket and pulls out a ladle full of cheese. She reaches over the counter and pours it onto Xavier Reid’s chest.

Aiello: Holy cow! Iggy Swango just poured that burning hot cheese on Reid’s chest!

Bennett: I think there’s a sex act somewhere in there.

Carter: Cut that out, Steve!

Reid starts writhing around in pain as King grabs Swango by the wrist and drags her back over the counter. He Irish-whips her towards the open elevator doors, but Swango reverses it and slams King back-first hard into the elevator. She runs and follows him, jumping with a hip attack right to King’s face. The elevator doors close and Swango and King take off for the top floor of the Amway Center.

Aiello: These three are LITERALLY fighting all over the entire building!

Carter: And Xavier Reid is, once again, behind the eight ball!

Reid is getting medical attention to check the severity of the burns. The elevator doors open and Swango is tossed out by Ace King flat on her face. We are now on the luxury box level of the arena. King walks over slowly to Iggy Swango and grabs her, locking her into the 21!

Aiello: 21! 21! That’s gotta be it!

Swango resists and refuses to give up. King keeps it locked in and the referee continues to ask Swango, but she says no.

Carter: I don’t know how much longer Iggy Swango can hang on, guys.

Bennett: Ring the bell, this one is over!

The referee sees that Swango is starting to fade. He grabs her wrist and drops the arm.

1!

The referee grabs Iggy’s wrist and drops it again.

2!

Aiello: Ace King is a count away from ending this and being called the victor!

The referee grabs Iggy’s wrist once more.

*BING!*

The elevator door slides open and Xavier Reid sprints out, driving a knee right to Ace King’s temple and breaking the hold!

Aiello: I don’t believe it! What luck! What timing!

Bennett: It ain’t luck! This man knows exactly what he’s doing!

Reid climbs on top of King and begins wailing away on the United States Champion. He grabs King by the back of the head and drives a hard right fist into the left eye of King, busting it open. Reid gets up off of the ground and pulls King to his feet. He grabs King by the hair and goes to slam King into the door of one of the suites. But Ace King puts his foot up on the door and blocks it. He grabs Reid with both hands and throws Reid hard into the door, causing it to swing open violently. Reid rolls into the suite as four or five lucky fans get to see the action up close and personal. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Iggy Swango comes up from behind Ace King and dropkicks him. King stumbles forward, trips on Reid, and falls over the railing, just barely catching himself from falling fifteen feet to the level below!

Carter: Holy crap! Ace King is hanging on for dear life!

Bennett: That sumbitch better not let go or else he’s going to find himself in a lot of pain!

Reid gets up to his feet and grabs Swango. He throws her hard into the bathroom of the suite and slams the door shut. He grabs a chair and jams the door with it to keep Swango in for as long as possible. He looks over at King, who has managed to climb himself back up to hang on by his elbows. His legs still dangle over the edge. Reid comes over and laughs as King. He drives a boot into the left elbow of King, causing Ace to slip and Ace is now holding on by only his hands again. Reid looks over and sees a tray of chicken fingers. He grabs the tray and dumps the fingers out onto the ground. He lifts it up and brings it down hard across King’s knuckles. King loses his grip and falls fifteen feet, crashing down through an EWC merchandise table!

Aiello: GOOD GOD! ACE KING FELL! HE FELL RIGHT THROUGH THAT TABLE!

Bennett: That’s it. That sumbitch is dead!

HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT

The crowd goes nuts as Xavier Reid looks down over the edge at a motionless Ace King. He smiles wide and begins to climb up onto the railing.

Carter: No. No Xavier. Don’t do it.

Bennett: Do it you crazy bastard! Do it!

Reid stands on the railing and looks behind him. Iggy Swango bursts out of the bathroom and starts to walk quickly at Reid. Reid laughs and turns, jumps, and nails Ace King with X Marks The Spot from fifteen feet high!!!

Carter: Oh my God!

Reid goes limp on top of Ace King. Swango looks over the edge in disbelief. EWC officials rush up the stands and towards Ace King. The entire crowd is buzzing.

Aiello: Folks, I don’t know that we are going to have an end to this match. Ace King and Xavier Reid are both motionless right now.

EMTs and EWC officials arrive on the scene. Xavier Reid slowly rolls over onto his side, reaches up, and grabs one of the officials by the collar. He brings the man in close to his face before growling at him.

Reid: FUCKING... COUNT... THE THREE…

The officials look stunned but one drops down to his hands and knees as Reid lays limp on top of King.

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3!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner... the EWC X-Division Champion... Xavier Reid!

Aiello: Well, Jessica just announced him the winner. But I'm not so sure anyone was the winner tonight.

Bennett: Hell. That Swango chick is still on her feet. She may be the luckiest bastard all night!

Carter: I don't disagree.

Aiello: Folks... while we get these competitors checked out, I think we need to take a lengthy commercial break. We will be right back!

Fade to commercial break.

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X-Division Rules Last Man Standing

Gannondorf
VS Arya Melon

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Aiello: WOW! What an opener that was and now it's time for this interesting match between Gannondorf and Arya Melon.

Bennett: Hope you ate your fruit salad today you sum bitches!

Carter: They might be odd, but this should make for a good match.

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!

Aiello: Things haven't exactly gone as planned for Gannondorf, we will see if he can turn things around tonight.

Bennett: Against the Melon Gods? I think not.

Carter: As tall as he is, it's odd that he doesn't weigh much at all.

Lights go out, pyros hit and "The Duck Song" by Bryan Oden begins to play. The lights begin to flicker on and off with red and green color to them and out from the back walks Arya Melon. She wears her wolf cloak, a cloak with a wolf head ontop of her head. She stands atop the stage shaking her hands out and then cracking her knuckles. Before walking down, she turns around and walks to the entrance. She grabs a something and pulls it out, it appears to be a huge trash barrel filled with different types of steel.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen. On her way to the ring, standing 5'1" weighing in at 115 pounds. She is the Melon Wolf, ARYA MELON!

Aiello: Now this young girl has some talent.

Bennett: Melon Gods most potential they say.

Carter: Regardless of that, inside the ring she can pull of some great moves.

The lights continue to flash as Arya walks to the ring. She walks around and leaves the barrel of steel in Gannondorf's corner. she walks back around, emotionless. Effortlessly she leaps onto the ring apron then over the top rope. She walks to her corner and turns. She slides off her wolf cloak and stands motionless in her corner awaiting for the match to begin. But before it does, Hope Diamond's music hits and she comes walking out with a tub of popcorn and a smile. She walks around the ring in front of the announcer tables and pulls a chair beside the bell ringer and sits down eating. Gannondorf looks confused.

Aiello: What is she doing down here?

Bennett: It really doesn't matter, lets just enjoy the moment!

Carter: She did tell Gannondorf she would be down at ringside with popcorn.

DING DING DING

Arya wastes no time and run at Gannondorf, Gannondorf throws his foot up, but Arya ducks, leaps up onto the top rope and as Gannondorf turns around he is met with a springboard moonsault from Arya that causes Gannondorf to crash into the mat. She hurries back to her feet, runs to the ropes bouncing off and on the return, Gannondorf is on his knees, Arya leaps in the air, but Gannondorf catches her, runs, jumps up and powerslams arya hard into the mat. He grabs Arya by the hair and lifts her to her feet. Gannondorf drags her to the ropes, Arya kicks his knee, when he falls to one knee she superkicks him in the jaw and Gannondorf falls to the outside of the ring. As he begins climbing to his feet, Arya backs up, sprints forward and dives over the top rope, but as she comes down Gannondorf pulls a steel rod from the barrel and swings it smashing Arya in the ribs on her way down and Arya crashes hard to the floor. The ref begins his count.

1...2....3...4...5

She begins pushing herself to her feet, Gannondorf lunges forward smashing the steel rod into her back and then tossing it aside.

Aiello: How on earth is she still moving? She has to have broken ribs!

Bennett: The Melon Gods you idiot!

Carter: Her toughness is undeniable.

Arya still pushing back to her feet. Gannondorf lunges forward again with a kick, but Arya rolls out of the way, rolls to her feet, ducks a lariat from Gannondorf and answers with a pale kick which knocks Gannondorf into the announce table. She gives Gannondorf a hard slap to the chest, he stumbles off of the table, Arya jumps onto the stable, pushes off and hooks Gannondorf by the head, spins around and nails him with a hard tornado DDT. She stands to her feet and slides into the ring.

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Arya grabs the top rope as Gannondorf begins climbing to his feet breaking the refs count. Gannondorf uses the announce table to help him. Once up, Arya leaps up onto the top rope, springboards off with a 450 splash, but Gannondorf able to move and assist Arya through the announce table with force. Again the ref begins his ten count.

1...2...3...4...5...

Arya begins moving slightly.

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As she begins pushing herself up, Gannondorf hooks her from around the belly and throws her backwards with a vicious belly to back suplex sending Arya flying through the air and rolling to the barrel of steel which falls ontop of her.

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Again, she pushes the barrel off, slides towards the ring.

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She reaches up grabbing the ring and pulling herself up. Gannondorf sprints at her, he attempts a vicious shoulder slam, but Arya moves aside and Gannondorf slams shoulder first into the ring post. Arya grabs the post and uses it to pull her self up and wraps her legs around Gannondorf's head and falls back hitting him with a hurricanrana. He rolls to his butt, Arya runs forward and hits Gannondorf with a summersault cutter.

Aiello: Arya is on a roll.

Bennett: That fruit, it gives her powers!

Carter: Gannondorf has had his opportunities as well.

The refs count begins.

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Gannondorf begins moving. Hope Diamond now standing, watching the action and begins tossing popcorn at Gannondorf. Once Gannondorf is on his feet, he begins stalking Hope, she smiles as from behind comes Arya with a steel chair, she runs, jumps onto the ring apron and yells. As Gannondorf turns, Arya leaps off of the ring apron, but as she comes down Gannondorf throws a big boot which pushes the steel chair into Arya's face opening her up as she crashes to the floor, chair ontop. Hope pretends she is impressed.

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Aiello: WOW! What a big boot! I dont think anyone is getting up from that.

Bennett: Clearly you haven't been paying attention you sumbitch.

Carter: Arya may very well be down for the count.

2...3...4... Arya paws at her face, pulling her hand away now covered in blood. She pushes the chair aside.

5...6... she begins pushing herself up to her feet.
7...8... She uses the other announcers table to push to her feet. Gannondorf runs, attempts a lariat, but Arya ducks aside, jumps up and dropkicks Gannondorf up over the announce table. Arya back to her feet, backs away as Gannondorf pulls himself to his feet, Arya runs, jumps onto the announcers table and jumps off with a shooting starpress right into Gannondorf and they both crash up over the barricade into the stands. The ref begins counting both.

1...2...3...4... Hands reach up, Arya first to her feet. Gannondorf next. Arya lunges forward with a punch knocking Arya back over the barricade. Gannondorf steps over, lifts arya to her feet. He grabs her by the throat and lifts Arya into the air, but before he slams her down, Arya swings her body and uses the momentum to fling Gannondorf with an arm drag which sends Gannondorf stumbling over the announcers table. Arya climbs ontop the table, she does a 450 splash onto Gannondorf, lifts him and lays Gannondorf over the second announce table. Arya then slides into the ring, climbs the turnbuckle. She taunts Gannondorf before leaping off with WOLVES MELON! She crashes hard on top of Gannondprf and the table shatters. The ref begins to count.

Aiello: Man, that move is a think of beauty.

Bennett: Baske in the glory of the Melon Gods you sumbitch, that's a wrap!

Carter: The fat lady isn't singing yet!

Bennett: I didn't know your mother was here.

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Arya begins moving. Hope smiling, tossing more popcorn at Gannondorf.

6...7...8... Arya pulls herself to her feet.

9...10! Hope Diamond dumps the rest of the popcorn on the downd Gannondorf as she leaves.

DING DING DING

Stroup: Ladies and gentelmen, your winner, The Melon Wolf, ARYA MELON!

Aiello: Bah gawd! What a match! I can't believe she did it! 

Bennett: Look at the blood too, I love it!

Carter: What an intense match that was. Well deserved victory.

"The Duck song" hits as Arya stairs at the downed Gannondorf, she smirks and with no celebration she leaves, wiping the blood from her face.


We move to a commercial break.

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Singles Match

Joe Doe
VS Antoni Malietoa

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Aiello: What a night it’s been so far. Time for our next match. EWC New comer Antoni Malietoa taking on EWC talent with a no quit attitude, Joe Doe!

Bennett: Looking forward to seeing Antoni Malietoa debut and represent Criterion with his skills. This sum bitch is a beast.

Carter: For sure, this should be a great match up!

Fog engulfs the entrance ramp, highlighted by green lights as "Be Somebody" by Fort Minor begins to play throughout the arena. From the smoke emerges Antoni Malietoa with his eyes wide and arms out. As the fog clears, Antoni takes a step forward as he psychs him self up with a yell.

Stroup:Making his way to the ring From Apia, Samoa by way of Auckland, New Zealand weighing in at 254lbs...... ANTONI......MALIETOA!

Antoni makes his way to the ring and slides under the ropes, bouncing to his feet and beginning to prepare for battle.

Aiello: This guy has the look, we will all see if he has the skill as well. If the rumors are true, we are in for a treat!

Bennett: Ofcourse he has the skill, he was brought in by the Collector.

Carter: Can’t wait to see what he brings to the ring.

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: And his opponent. Weighing in at 200 lbs and standing 6’0” he is The Golden Boy, JOE DOE!

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

Aiello: Joe Doe has had a rough start to his career. But that being said, he’s a tough son of a bitch!

Bennett: Don’t you dare take my words you sumbitch!

Carter: I know he’s itching to get that win. I think he has a tough one in front of him.

DING DING DING

The match begins with the two meeting in the center of the ring. The much smaller Joe Doe showing no fear. They act as if they are going to lock up, but as their fingertips touch, Antoni slams his knee into the gut of Joe which lifts Joe’s feet off of the ground. Antoni grabs Joe and throws him into the ropes. On the return Antoni grabs ahold of him, tosses Joe into the air and as Joe comes down, Antoni catches him on his shoulders and hits a massive powerslam that violently shakes the ring. Antoni covers Joe.

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KICKOUT JOE DOE!

Aiello: Call him what you will, Joe Doe is as tough as they come.

Bennett: Too bad Antoni is going to destroy him.

Carter: The match has only just begun.

Antoni lifts Joe to his feet, again knees Joe in the gut lifts him up and delivers a mountain bomb. In the same motion, Antoni lifts Joe to his feet and delivers a belly to belly suplex. Antoni walks over and begins dropping multiple elbow drops onto the already downed Joe. Antoni lifts Joe to his feet, throws him into the ropes and on the return lifts him up and smashes him to the ground with a Samoan drop. Antoni goes for the cover again.

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Again Joe kicks out. Antoni smirks as he climbs to his feet. He stands over Joe and pushes Joe with his foot. Joe rolls a little, Antoni follows and does the same thing cockily. Antoni does it two more times after this and on the third Joe grabs ahold of Antoni’s foot, rolls and locks in an ankle lock onto Antoni which causes him to also fall to the ground. Joe begins squeezing harder and harder. The ref watching Antoni closes, Antoni refusing to tap. He begins crawling to the ropes, Joe fighting with all he has to squeeze tighter. Finally, Antoni reaches the ropes and Joe lets go of the hold, Joe back to his feet as Antoni grabs at his ankle. Antoni pushing to his feet, Joe lunges forward and delivers a nasty HARD FALL! Which sends Antoni flopping through the middle ropes to the outside of the ring. The ref trying to get joe to stay in the ring, he listens and the refs count begins.

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Antoni using the barricade to pull himself to his feet.

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Antoni begins to stumble towards the ring.

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Out of nowhere, Joe comes flying over the top rope with a suicide dive crashing hard into Antoni knocking him back into the barricade and then hard to the floor. The ref’s count begins as Joe jumps to his feet letting out a loud yell of excitement.

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Joe lifts Antoni to his feet, he grabs Antoni by the back of the head and attempts to start running forward, but Antoni doesn’t budge.

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Antoni grabs ahold of Joe and springs forward, tossing Joe shoulder first into the edge of the ring post causing Joe to flip in the air and crash hard into the ground.

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Antoni grabs at his ribs as he walks towards the downed Joe. Joe grabbing at his shoulder. Antoni lifts Joe to his feet, grabs him by the arm and whips him hard towards the ring steps, but Joe is able to leap up over them, and stumble and fall on the other side.

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Antoni talks him, Joe climbs to his feet, Antoni runs at him, leaps off of the steel steps attempts to spear Joe, but Joe reacts quickly throwing up his knee driving it right into Antoni’s face busting him open as he falls to the ground. Both men down.

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Joe uses the barricade to pull himself up. Antoni wiping his face with his palm as he begins pushing himself to his feet. Joe walks over, grabs Antoni by the neck and drops back with a ddt to the floor.

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Joe lifts Antoni back to his feet and slides him into the ring. Joe slides in and covers him.

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Antoni throws his leg up onto the bottom rope.

Aiello: What a battle these two are having! There is no quit in these men!

Bennett: The Collector wouldn’t have chose Antoni for nothing, Joe is done for.

Carter: I don’t know, don’t speak too soon.

Joe lifts up Antoni to his feet, he throws Antoni into the ropes and on the return Antoni surprises Joe as Antoni dives and connects with a hard Spear driving Joe into the ground. Antoni rolls over, backs himself into the corner and pulls himself to the feet using the ropes. He climbs to the top rope, leaps off driving his elbow hard into Joe and goes for the cover.

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Aiello: BAH GAWD! Joe Doe does not want to quit tonight!

Bennett: It’s coming, just wait.

Carter: What a match we have going on right now fellas!

Antoni back to his feet, he stands over Joe and smack him in the face. Antoni smirks. He steps over Joe and watches him on the ground in noticeable pain. Antoni grabs him with one hand and smacks Joe again with the other. As Antoni laughs, Joe brings one leg back and drives it hard into the knee of Antoni, Antoni drops to one knee and Joe drives his foot up into the jaw of Antoni dropping him to the mat. Joe swings to his feet, he stumbles to the turnbuckle, climbs up the turnbuckle. Once on top, Joe leaps off with DREAM LAND! But Antoni gets his knees up at the last moment and Joe crashes down hard into them. Antoni rolls Joe over and covers him.

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THHHRR KICKOUT!

Aiello: How on earth is he doing this?

Bennett: It must be the Melon Gods.

Carter: Joe Doe is tough as nails!

Antoni gets back to his feet, wipes the blood from his face and smiles. He lifts Joe to his feet and delivers THE SAMOAN DYNASTY! Antoni goes into cover.

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DING DING DING

Stroup: Ladies and gentleman. Here is your winner by pinfall. ANTONI MALIETOA!

Aiello: What a debut match that was for this man. Joe Doe brought the fight and Antoni overcame it.

Bennett: Thanks to the Collector, this man is going places!

Carter: I have to agree with you there, Antoni showed some talent inside of that ring. Looking forward to the next time!

Aiello: The Criterion is a stable this roster needs to look out for, for sure. Time for a commercial break.


We move to a commercial break.

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Singles Match

Orion Samson
VS Kendrick Kross

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Aiello: We’ve got another interesting match up here. Orion Samson, PRIME Superstar, makes her debut against two-time TV champion and potential #1 Contender to the Undisputed Championship, Kendrick Kross.

Bennett: Fuckin’ PRIME assholes nosing in on our territory. It wasn’t enough that the cure for insomnia Ace King was in a Brawl ring, you gotta have these Indy shitters, too?

Carter: We’re all one company, dude.

Bennett: Shut your trap, daddy’s boy!

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Making her way down the aisle, accompanied by Isabelle Wentworth, now residing in Philadelphia, PA, please welcome Orion Samson

The World Belongs to me" by My Darkest Days suddenly starts playing as Orion Samson steps out onto the stage with her wife Isabelle right by her side. They stand at thee top, look out at the audience before descending down the ramp. When Orion reaches the bottom, she gives Isabelle a kiss before slipping into the ring. She stands on the turnbuckle while posing for the fans.

Bennett: What kind of loser brings their wife to work?

Aiello: Orion Samson is coming off of her Prime debut. She just fell to Terra Walker but she looks to rebound against Kendrick Kross.

Carter: Gotta wonder if this short term cross country trek is going to affect her. Greece to Orlando in one day? That’s rough.

'Seven Nation Army' hits the PA System. The lights flash red and white with each bass drum hit illuminating the stage briefly. When the snare comes in the rest of the lights come in to reveal Kendrick standing in the middle of the stage with a slight smile on his face. When the cymbals hit in as the words "leave it alone" are said red and white pyro shoot from the side of the stage as Kendrick proceeds down the ramp.

Stroup: And her opponent, from Chelsea London, weighing at 215 Pounds....Kendrick KROSS!

Kendrick continues his way down the ramp slapping a few hands and with each cymbal strike the red lights brighten. As he reaches the end of the ramp he smiles and takes a left turn and walks up the steps, climbing in through the top and second ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd before walking over to his corner and hopping up onto the turnbuckle, staring a hole through Orion.

Aiello: Last week, Kendrick Kross got that huge victory he was looking for when he advanced to the second round of Jon Spartan’s special tournament. He had to go through Darius who has been proven to be devastating since his debut. But tonight he faces another newcomer that looks to use his name value to get ahead.

Bennett: I don’t know whether to like or hate Kross. He pisses me off!

Carter: Everything pisses you off.

DING DING DING

Orion blows a kiss to Isabelle as Kross hops off the turnbuckle. They circle around each other. Orion and Kross known for their lethal kicks, both look for a take down. Eventually, Orion hits a low roundhouse kick into Kross’ thigh. He grabs at it and Orion seizes the advantage with another roundhouse kick right in Kross chest that drops him. Kross scrambles back to his feet and Orion goes for another roundhouse kick, Kross is ready this time and absorbs it and takes her down with a single leg. He tries to latch onto one of her long legs but Orion smartly grabs the ropes. Kross, showing some aggression, drags her away from the ropes only to get a kick to the jaw for his trouble.

Aiello: Don’t see any sign of fatigue from Orion.

Bennett: I can see about that.

Carter: What the hell are you implying!?

Bennett: I don’t know, you son of a bitch! Sometimes I feel like people are putting words in my mouth just to antagonize others.

Carter: Then go see Curtis Mars’ doctor, you weirdo!

Samson, with some separation, kips up to her feet and immediately knocks Kross back with a forearm smash. Kross comes back with one of his own but Samson shakes it off and hits back harder! Kross is rocked, stumbled backwards against the ropes. Orion whips Kross into the other side, goes for a spinning roundhouse kick, and Kross ducks under and bounces off the other side. He latches onto to her with a front face lock either intending to lock in a guillotine or spike her with a DDT but we’ll never know because Orion uses all of that momentum to take Kross over with a northern lights suplex accompanied by a high arching bridge!!!


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Kross almost got surprised!

Aiello: Bet K2 didn’t expect that one! Orion Samson is showing she belongs on Brawl!

Bennett: You say that about anyone.

Aiello: I’d say it about you but I’d be lying.

Carter: Whoa, Joe with the sass!

Orion slaps the mat with frustration but regains her concentration as she sees Isabelle cheering her on. She stomps on Kross’ chest and drags him parallel to a turnbuckle corner. She stands on the second rope and comes off, dropping a knee on his sternum and rolling off! She scrambles back to Kendrick and goes for another quick cover …




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She slaps the side of her boot, sizing up her opponent with fire in her eyes. As he gets to his feet, she looks for the Cosmo Smash but Kross ducks under. She manages to catch herself before she hits the ropes but Kross spins her around and drops her quickly with an european uppercut. Samson is up quickly but Kross shoves her back first into the turnbuckle before closing the distance with a clothesline that sandwiches her into the corner! She stumbles out before Kross drops her again with a step up enzuigiri! He goes for a cover!





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Samson gets a foot on the rope to break the three count up!

Aiello: Kross is getting into the groove here in this match up but Orion Samson is showing a great amount of ring awareness to keep her in this one.

Bennett: Kendrick should just man up and knock her ass out.

Carter: Easier said than done.

Kross looks to the top rope, maybe a receipt is in mind for that nasty knee drop. He climbs up to the top rope looking to perform a Post Mortem on poor Orion Samson.

But the double foot stomp hits nothing but mat when Orion rolls out of the way! Kross favors his right knee as he tries to get back to a fighting stance. Orion is too quick and the heel of her boot smashes into K2’s jaw with the COSMO BOOT!!




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Aiello: No! Paul Turner is waiving off the decision!! Kendrick just grabbed the bottom rope! Orion had him for the three seconds right there and Kross just made that null and void!

Orion is not happy whatsoever and she kicks and lays boots into Kross. Prodding him maliciously to get to his feet. Kross does so and goes for a clothesline. Orion ducks and goes around with a waistlock … and here comes Orion’s belt!

Carter: Kendrick Kross just clocked her right in the face with the point of his elbow!

Bennett: I love it you, well coiffed son of a bitch!

Kross breaks free of the hold and Orion collaspes to her hands and knees from the impact and like so many Kendrick matches, he captilizes and smears Orion into the mat with the TRAMP STAMP!!




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DING DING DING

Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, KENDRICK KROSS!!

Kross gets his hand raised as he builds momentum for his second round tourney match. Then the ref checks on Orion. Isabelle shoves aside the ref, and goes to check on her wife.

Aiello: Have to think maybe there WAS some jet-lag so imagine Orion Samson at 100 percent. This roster better watch out. Kross got very LUCKY.

Bennett: Luck has nothing to do with it.
Carter: For once, I agree with Steve. Skill is what Kross used to defeat a very game Orion Samson tonight.

Bennett: Shaddup! Kross was lucky!

Aiello: You know who else is lucky? You the viewing audience because next up we have Griffin Hawkins taking on Lynx Boyd!

We go backstage where Victor Price and Jon Spartan seem to be having a disagreement.

Victor Price: You gotta be out of your mind.

Jon Spartan: We're doing this.

Victor Price: Like hell we are!

Jon Spartan: Look..you may not like it, but it's the right thing to do. Griffin Hawkins deserves a rematch for the International title.

Victor Price: Have you lost your mind?! Why should he get another shot at the title?

Jon Spartan: You may not like him..but the clause in that contract for that International Title Match said he is guaranteed a rematch anytime within the season. And when he wants it...he'll be granted it.

Victor Price: Rob Garcia lost the X-Division Title...I don't see you granting him any rematches.

Jon Spartan: Mr.Garcia has the same opportunity Hawkins does. Whenever he wants a rematch, he can have it. But this is not about him. Hawkins is guaranteed a rematch for Iggy's International Title.

Victor Price: He doesn't deserve a rematch! Someone like Rob Garcia or Kendrick Kross is more deserving than him. He had his chance with that title and that should be enough. If he wants a shot, he's gotta earn it like everyone else.

The sound of a door knocking is heard.

Jon Spartan: Come in!

In walks Griffin Hawkins. The Florida crowd is going insane at the sight of him.

Griffin Hawkins: You wanted to see me?..

He goes to speak but Price interrupts.

Victor Price: No! NOBODY wants to see you! I don't care what anyone says, you should NOT be granted a title match with Iggy Swango. In fact you shouldn't even be on my show. I wish you NEVER came back to EWC period!

Griffin looks to Spartan.

Griffin Hawkins: Are you gonna shut him up? Or do I have to?

Jon Spartan: Now calm down..this doesn't have to turn into a fight. I called you into my office for a reason Griffin. I know how much you want a rematch with Swango for the International Title. And you can have it anytime you please.

Griffin Hawkins: Anytime?...well, how does next week sound?

Jon Spartan: Hmm..I don't see why not. Seeing as you're the challenger this time around..I'm gonna let you pick the stipulation.

Victor Price: Oh come oooon! He's already in the Undisputed Title tournament, now you're gonna let him pick the time, place and stipulation for the title match!?  What does he have on you? Incriminating photos of you with farm animals or something!?

Griffin Hawkins: Actually..he has a point..not the part about the farm animals of course..but I think I might be getting a bit too much leeway here in terms of the title match..it should not be up to me what match I should have, I think that should be up to you Jon. I mean..you are the boss.

Jon strokes his beard, thinking on a match stipulation. The wheels turn..then he gets an idea.

Jon Spartan: I think I've got it! Griffin..you and Iggy tore the house down last time you faced off, I think I know just how to top it. A single wrestling match won't cut it...I'm thinking something special needs to be done. How about we add...tables..ladders..and chairs!? I think this should be a TLC Match for the International Title, how does that sound?

Griffin Hawkins: Hmm...I like it! Okay, I'm in.

Victor Price: I'm gonna be sick...

Jon Spartan: Good luck Griffin, I just know you two will set the bar for Brawl.

Griffin Hawkins: Not just that. But I'm looking to take back the International Title.

They shake hands as he walks off.

Victor Price: I can't stand that bastard..

Jon Spartan: Why? Cause he has more hair than you?

Victor Price: ..Shut up you moron.

We go back to the ring.


We move to a commercial break.

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Lynx is walking down the hallway as she fixes herself.

Lynx: Griffin has no idea who is coming for him. I am nothing like my sisters or brother. I fight alone. I don't need them.

Lynx stops midway and pulls her foot up onto a crate. She fixes the laces on her boot as she snickers.

Lynx: Tonight, Griffin finds out that I am ruthless and not forgiving. He will get caught with my fist down his throat.

Singles Match
Winner moves forward in the Undisputed Championship Contender tournament

Lynx Boyd
VS Griffin Hawkins

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Aiello: You folks ready for the last opening round match for the Undisputed Championship shot?!

Bennett: I guess?

Carter: Wake up, grandpa! I’m very excited for this match!

Aiello: Griffin Hawkins last week lost the International championship to Iggy Swango and tonight, he looks to move past all of that by advancing to the second round. But he has Lynx Boyd to contend with who looks to shock the world with her debut being a berth into Undisputed Championship history. Let’s get down to ringside with Jessica!

Stroup: The following match is the final opening round match in the Undisputed Championship shot TOURNAMENT!

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.

Stroup: First, entering the ring right now, from Windsor Ontario Canada....put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!

He then proceeds to get on the ropes, raising the devil horns 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 waits for Lynx Boyd.

Aiello: Hawkins had an amazing reign as International Champion and we heard rumblings on how he felt when it finally ended but Hawkins is a legendary competitor here and he’s nearly done it all. Except becoming Undisputed Champion and so right now, he of all people understands the gravity of this opportunity.

Bennett: Hahaha, what a baby!

Carter: What’s your problem today? What’s your problem period!?

Lynx Boyd steps through the curtain right as "It's not you" by Halestorm starts to play.

Stroup: Please welcome Lynx Boyd!!

A loud boo comes over the crowd as Lynx shrugs them off. She walks down the ramp slowly while mocking the fans in the front row. She leaps up onto the ring apron. She teases them before stepping through the ropes the normal way. She walks around the ring before stopping in the center and crossing her arms.

Aiello: Lynx Boyd looks to try to get that first victory for The Family tonight and she has got a hell of a task on her hands.

Carter: You guys gotta tell something. Just how big is this family. They’re all over the place.

Bennett: The more there are, the better odds they have!

DING DING DING

For a moment, it looks like we are going a fair contest between Boyd and Hawkins but right at the lock up, Boyd pulls away and claims that Hawkins pulled her hair. Referee Paul Turner says he saw no such thing and her look was one of indignation at that sleight. They lock up again and Hawkins overpowers her into the ropes. The referee has to separate the two but doesn’t see when Lynx reaches over him to jab a thumb into Hawkins’ right eye. Hawkins stumbles backwards holding a hand over his face. Boyd then grabs a handful of Hawkins hair and then slams him backwards into the mat. The referee gets in Lynx’s face about what she just did.

Aiello: That’s one way to do it.

Bennett: I don’t even know who this is and I like her.

Carter: Ladies and gentleman, Steve Bennett professional broadcaster.

Bennett: Shaddup!

Lynx dismisses Turner from her presence and moves past him to lay some heavy boots on the frame of the former International champion. Once again, she grabs a handful of hair but Hawkins shoves her away. She fires back with a kick to the sternum and a snapmare with a handful of his glorious locks. She drops down and covers Hawkins quickly …



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Lynx just barely kicks out from the spear that nearly knocked her out of her boots!!

Aiello: It took awhile but Hawkins finally got his head into his match.

Bennett: That’s too bad.

Carter: Cheating aside, Lynx Boyd looks pretty crisp in there.

Hawkins starts to feel it and perhaps as a homage to a certain heartbreaker, he starts to tune up the band. Here it comes, SHOT IN THE DARK! Boyd ducks under and as Hawkins turns around, he gets jawjacked with the Clogged Artery. But Lynx is still reeling from that spear. She retreats to a corner to collect her senses as Hawkins kneels down in the ring, holding his face once again. With a running start, she cranks Hawkins’ neck with a swinging neckbreaker. She looks around, with the crowd booing, she know she has a former Stranglemania main eventer on the ropes. Calculating her next move, she decides to go back. She kicks Hawkins in the midsection and tries to gutwrench him into the air. Amazingly, she gets him into the air but Hawkins twists out of the gutrench attempt and lands on his feet. He grabs her arm, runs up the turnbuckle and and dives off with her in tow, spiking her with a tornado DDT. Hawkins can’t capitalize quick enough before Lynx rolls out onto the apron.

The two hungry competitors climb to their feet. Hawkins inside, Lynx just outside on the apron. Hawkins charges. Lynx ducks under and back body drops the man over the top rope. Hawkins with quick as a cat reflexes manages to land on the apron only to get pulverized with a clothesline that sends him back over the top rope spilling back into the ring in a heap. Lynx, desperate, thinks of something to put away this multiple time champion. She climbs to the top rope…

Carter: Lynx’ aggression is making her take a huge risk here against the veteran in Hawkins:

Bennett: Knock his head off, Boyd!

Aiello: Anything can happen in the next few seconds …

Lynx Boyd leaps off RIGHT INTO THE SHOT IN THE DARK! Hawkins collapses on top of Boyd for the …




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DING DING DING

Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall and moving onto the second round, GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!

Hawkins gets his hand raised as eyes Boyd wearily. He knows that she gave him a hell of a fight even if she cut a lot corners to get there.

Aiello: Hawkins drew a very tough match with Lynx Boyd tonight. I bet he’s relieved.

Bennett: Hawkins can eat shit.

Carter: Anyway, Lynx Boyd must go back to her family and try to get on track here. They have all the pieces but it’s not easy when you’re facing legends like Hawkins in your debut.

Aiello: Let’s get to a commercial break.


We move to a commercial break.

Jon Spartan is seen sitting at his desk flipping through some documents as a knock is heard at his door. He lifts his head up from the papers as Darius walks into frame, putting his elbow pads on.

Darius: I was told you wanted to see me, Jon? I'm trying to get ready for my match, can we make this quick?

Jon sighs loudly, picks up the papers, then stands up from his desk and stands by Darius.

Jon Spartan: That is why I needed to speak with you, Darius. As you're clearly aware, you're set to face off against Bliss tonight in a tables match ... Unfortunately, that match will not be happening.

Darius scowls and takes a step back, looking confused.

Darius: What the hell do you mean that match will not be happening? I've been prepping all week for it. You can't just call off the match on such short notice.

Jon Spartan: I can do that and I have to do that; Bliss is not medically cleared to compete tonight, so she will not be coming tonight. The match between the two of you is off.

Darius becomes visibly frustrated and starts to breathe heavily.

Darius: I don't give a shit if she isn't medically cleared, Jon. You can't just make me take the night off, that isn't who I am! Call her up and have her come in, she can't be that -

Jon Spartan: I can't do that and you know -

Darius picks up the chair next to Jon and throws it against the wall.

Darius: You're one of the general managers, you CAN do that.

Jon gives Darius a disappointed look and puts his hands up in front of him.

Jon Spartan: Look, it's out of my hands, okay? I just need you to calm down.

Darius gets into Jon's face and starts seething.

Darius: Calm down? CALM DOWN?! I am calm, Jon! I am! I'll show you what I look like when I'm not calm!

Darius shoves Jon back into his desk.

Jon Spartan: Alright, alright! You want this match so bad, you can have it. I'll find you a new opponent, just finish getting your gear on and go get into that ring.

Darius' breathing slows and his seething breaks out into a cocky grin. He brushes off Jon's shoulder then pats him on the back before turning and exiting the room, Jon watching as he leaves.

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Tables Match

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VS Darius

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Aiello: Alright folks, up next we have a change of plans. The original plan was to have Darius go one on one with Bliss in a tables match, but unfortunately, Bliss was not medically cleared to compete tonight.

Bennett: Then that son of a bitch Jon Spartan was going to cancel the match, but Darius made him think twice about it!

Carter: Well we don't know that, Darius started to throw a fit when he thought he wasn't going to have a match tonight. I think he may be a bit sour after his first loss last week against Kendrick Kross and getting knocked out of the tournament early on.

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

Stroup: The following contest is a tables match! Making his way 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 & a black beanie to keep his hair back. He jogs to each side of the stage, taunting the crowd with rude gestures & 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.

Aiello: Darius looks fired up and ready to face whoever comes out of those curtains!

Bennett: Whoever it is, they're in for a beating tonight!

Darius paces in the ring, shouting as the entrance ramp as he and the crowd waits in anticipation for his mystery opponent. After a few moments, Darius throws his hands up into the air and calls down for a microphone, but before he receives one ...

Pyros hit and "In Hell I'll Be In Good Company" by The Dead South begins to play and as lights flash an enthusiastic Jon Spartan jumps out from the back yelling and beating his chest and the fans cheer on.

Stroup: Ladies and gentleman. Fighting out of Jackman, Maine, he is the Brawl General Manager, JON SPARTAN!

He excitedly begins making his way to the ring slapping hands with fans on his way. Once inside Spartan puts his arms out and let's out a warrior like scream as he spins in circles and then stops to beat his chest once more. Spartan stands in his corner hopping back and forth like a boxer as he awaits for the match to begin.

Aiello: Wait ... What?! Darius' opponent is Jon Spartan!? He had an amazing boxing career and even had some wrestling experience in college but ...

Carter: But we did not expect this! Did our general manager put himself into this match because Darius shoved him? Or is there more to the story!?

Darius starts to make his way towards Jon's corner but the referee pushes him back into his corner. Once both men are situated, the referee calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Both men approach the center of the ring, Darius throwing words out at Jon as Jon stands grinning at him, bouncing in place. After a brief moment, Darius throws a right hand at Jon's face, but Jon blocks the shot and nails Darius with multiple jabs to the jaw, then lays him out with an uppercut, knocking him down to the mat!

Darius scrambles back into his corner with a look of disbelief on his face. As he pulls himself to his feet, Jon runs at him and starts throwing multiple shots into Darius' midsection, then whips him to the opposite corner. Darius crashes chest first into the turnbuckle, stumbles back a bit, then takes a dropkick to the back from Jon, pushing him right back into the turnbuckle once more!

Jon pushes Darius up into the corner and lets off another flurry of blows into Darius' midsection, then drives a knee up into Darius' gut. Jon then hoists Darius up onto the top rope, then climbs up to the top with him. Jon pushes Darius' head back a bit and starts to bring his elbow down onto Darius' forehead multiple times, eventually busting him wide open. Jon hops down from the turnbuckle and paces around the ring, firing up the crowd as Darius sits on the turnbuckle dazed.

Aiello: Darius hasn't got a lick of offense in yet! Jon Spartan is showing off those boxing years right now and he is putting on an absolute clinic!

Bennett: Darius is just giving him a chance; he knows he'll kill Spartan once he actually tries!

Jon then makes his way out of the ring, folds up one of the tables on the outside, and slides it under the rope and into the ring. He rolls back into the ring and starts to set the table up as Darius comes to and pulls himself down from the turnbuckle. As Jon finishes putting the table up, he turns to see Darius wiping the blood from his eyes.

Jon attempts to grab Darius by the back of the head, but Darius strikes him hard in the gut with a stuff right hand! Jon doubles over but is quickly brought down to the mat by a fameasser from Darius! Jon rolls onto his side holding the back of his head while Darius pulls himself up with the ropes, wiping the blood away from his face, then smearing it all over the table Jon had set up previously.

Carter: Okay now that is just unsanitary!

Bennett: You mean hardcore! Like I said, once Darius starts to try, Spartan is D-O-N-E!

Darius smiles through the crimson mask, then grabs Jon by the legs and drags him to the middle of the ring. He positions himself over Jon, grabs a handful of his hair and holds his head in place as he begins to drive hard right hands down into his forehead. Darius keeps the shots coming until Jon too is busted wide open. Darius slams Jon's head down to the mat and then rolls to the outside of the ring. He pulls a chair from the bell-keeper's booth and then slides back into the ring.

Darius trash talks Jon a bit, then slams the chair down onto Jon's back a couple of times before tossing it off to the side. Darius then picks Jon up and drapes him across the table face down, his feet still on the mat. Darius then picks the chair back up, turns to Jon, and raises the chair high above his head.

Aiello: Oh dear god, he is going to crush his skull!

Carter: What is he doing?! Is he trying to get fired! He is going too far!

Darius brings the chair down to Jon's head hard, but Jon moves out of the way! The chair slams down on the table as Darius turns to see Jon backing away. Darius then brings the chair back up, but Jon jumps up and drop kicks the chair into Darius' face! The impact forces Darius back and flips him right out of the ring!

Jon folds the table back up, picks it up, and then hurls it to the outside onto Darius. Jon then picks up the chair and rolls to the outside, and starts to swing the chair wildly down onto Darius, bludgeoning him with the chair and table all at once! Jon then takes the table from Darius and sets it up between the barricade and ring. Jon picks Darius up from the mat and drags him over to the table, but Darius hits him with a low blow!

Jon crumples into a head onto the floor, then Darius starts stomping mudholes into the face and chest of Jon. He then picks the table up, brings it towards the ramp, and leans it up against the barricade, before turning back and making his way back to Jon.

Carter: What is he planning here? Having a table set up that way may make it difficult to break.

Aiello: I'm not too sure but give it enough force and anything can snap that table in two!

Darius picks Jon up to his feet and attempts to whip him to the table, but Jon counters the whip and in turn whips Darius into the table instead. Darius crashes face first into the table, then is pulled away from it by Jon, who then lays Darius' back up against the table. Jon starts landing numerous shots into Darius' chest and face, takes a few steps back, then runs at Darius, leaping off from the steps, and connecting with a superman punch!

Aiello: Oh! He calls that the Fatality!

Bennett: But obviously it wasn't enough to put Darius through! Flashy moves don't mean shit here!

Darius stumbles forward a bit and nearly collapses, but Jon catches him and rests him against the stairs. Jon then takes the table and sets it up in front of the ramp. Jon then picks Darius back up to his feet, drags him to the table, and rests him against it facing the stage. Jon then runs up the ramp until he reaches the stage, turns around, and sprints down the ramp at full speed. He jumps up, takes Darius by the head, and attempts a tornado DDT ...

But Darius counters the hold mid air, takes hold of Jon, spins him around, and then spikes Jon through the table with a sickening spinebuster, causing the table to explode into pieces!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner ... Darius!

Aiello: Darius wanted a match tonight and by god, did he get one!

Carter: I don't think Darius was expecting a match with Jon Spartan, especially a match that put him to the limits!

Bennett: That all doesn't matter! Darius has beaten one of the general managers fair and square! He is one of the best in the business now!



We move to a commercial break.

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Singles Match

Billy Mitchell
VS Hope Diamond

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Aiello: Alright folks, up next we have some Rampage vs Brawl action!

Bennett: We get to see Hope Diamond destroy Billy Mitchell in what will truly be an absolute slaughter! Haha!

Carter: I'm glad you have Brawl spirit, Bennett.

Tough Justice sounds off as Billy Mitchell emerges from behind the curtain and walks to the ring.

Stroup: Introducing first, from Norco, California ... Billy Mitchell!

Aiello: Billy Mitchell looks focused and ready -

Bennett: To get his ass whooped!

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: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California ... 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.

Bennett: What she should have said is "And the future winner of this match"

Carter: You sure do like Hope Diamond tonight.

DING DING DING

Billy wastes no time and goes right for Hope, backing her into a corner and landing a few stiff shots to her gut. Billy then backs away a bit, then throws himself into Hope with a clothesline, knocking her off her feet and to the mat below. As she tries to pull herself up, he kicks her hands away from the ropes and starts to stomp down onto her, pressing her even further into the corner.

As she lays dazed, he backs off once more, egging her on in the corner. Hope pulls herself to her feet as Billy starts to charge at her, raising his boot high, connecting with the Shit Kicker in the corner! Hope's head snaps back and she slumps down to the mat. Billy drops down, covers Hope, and hooks the leg ...

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Hope puts her free leg on the bottom rope!

Bennett: Atta girl! Show him what you're made of!

Aiello: Billy has been all over Hope since the start, can she come back from this assault?

Billy gets to his feet and pulls Hope up to hers, but she brings her fist up underneath Billy's chin and clocks him with a hard uppercut! Billy stumbles back, giving Hope a chance to recover for a moment. Billy runs at Hope to get back onto the assault, but Hope jumps up, brings her knees to Billy's face, then pulls him down to the ground, smashing his face in with a double knee facebreaker!

Billy rolls around on the mat, holding his nose, groaning in pain, as Hope props herself in the corner, laughing loudly at his pain. As Billy pulls himself up to a knee, Hope comes up behind him, wraps the arm around his neck, then brings him back down to the mat and starts to lock in a rear naked choke!

Carter: Hope is looking to finish this! Will Billy submit or even pass out?!

Bennett: Choke him out!

Hope screams at Billy, trying to get him to give up, but he fights off the pain and starts to amp himself up. Billy manages to pull himself up to his feet, but still has the choke locked in. Billy holds tightly onto Hope's legs, then charges the turnbuckle, spinning around and squashing Hope between Billy and the turnbuckle, forcing her to lose grip on the hold. Billy then thrusts her up onto his shoulder from behind, runs forward, and slams her down to the mat with a running power slam! Billy covers and hooks both legs!

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Kickout!

Hope manages to kickout before the three and Billy looks distraught. He picks Hope to her feet and tosses her back into the turnbuckle once again. He charges at her and goes for the Shit Kicker in the corner once more, but Hope moves out of the way, making Billy kick the turnbuckle!

Aiello: Ouch! His knee just buckled badly from the kick!

Carter: That could quickly turn the tides of this match!

Hope comes up behind Billy, pulls him up onto her shoulders, and just as quickly with an Argentine Backbreaker Drop! Billy flails around, holding the small of his back, but then Hope lands a few stiff stomps down onto Billy. She then takes hold of his legs, twists them around, and locks in the Texas Cloverleaf!

Hope wrenches back hard, applying more pressure to Billy's back, but he refuses to give in. She reaches around and starts to slam her fist down into his back, but he still won't quit! The referee asks Billy if he's had enough, but he refuses to quit and starts to drag himself to the bottom rope.

Bennett: Can he make it to the ropes or will he tap ... Trick question: He is gonna tap!

Aiello: He is just a finger tip away!

Just as Billy is about to reach the rope, Hope breaks the hold and drops her knees onto his back. Hope then starts pounding down onto his head with multiple rights and lefts, then grabs his head with both hands and starts to slam his head off from the mat. She then gets to her feet, pulling Billy up with her.

She tosses Billy to the opposite turnbuckle, then runs at him, using the middle rope as a step as she leaps up and cracks the side of Billy's head with a leaping Kanabo Kick! Billy stumbles forward, looking completely dazed, and nearly collapses but Hope jumps up once again, this time using Billy's own knee as a step, and connects with another Kanabo Kick, this time dropping him to the mat! Hope drops down onto Billy and hooks the leg!

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DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner ... Hope Diamond!

Aiello: Wow! That match was nothing but pure technical skill from both sides!

Bennett: She just knocked the lights clean out of him not once, but twice! Hahaha!

Carter: Those kicks could be heard around the world! Impressive work from both Billy and Hope but the congratulations go to Hope Diamond tonight!

Hope asks for Jessica Stroup´s microphone. She gets it but has to wait until the crowd gets tired of drowning out her voice with a cacophony of acoustic heat and booing.

Hope: Thank you so much for all your standing ovations, you faithful BRAWlers. It´s good for Team Red that Billy Mitchell was just on lease from RAMPAGE. Otherwise, another BRAWL boy would have gotten his butt kicked by development material from Future Stars. That could have ended in a huge embarrassment.

NOBODY IS SAFE ANYMORE!

I surely HOPE the message arrived now loud and clear.

Xavier Reid, your new brand isn´t something special. The only thing now is that you can get a shot at more belts. Good luck with that. It seems once you stop whining it actually works.

Ace King, to be honest, I expect some flowers from you for softening up Kingslayer Billy here and exposing his weakness. You can rest easier now with your crown, knowing that at least one of the bloodhounds on your trail is actually a Chihuahua, an empty shell of a man.

Billy, go back to your shit-eating good ole´ boy ways. That will make your losses more authentic and gain you perhaps some respect.

Cletus and Melody, I´m sure you watch this too and we all know why. Soon one of you is going to have something that I want and it surely is not Cletus´ ball sack. You feel that hot air current in your necks? This is not the Arizona desert wind. It´s my breath.

Instead of handing the mic back to Jessica Stroup, Hope simply drops it to the ground in the middle of the ring and walks away, leaving it to Jessica to pick up the tool of her trade again.

We cut to the back where Brian Spade is standing live.



Spade: Hello, folks. What a night it's been so far. My guest with me at this time has his own fight coming later tonight. In fact, he will be in the Main Event. Please welcome, the EWC Undisputed Champion... Dominic Sanders.

The Amway Center goes into a chorus of boos as Dominic Sanders steps into the shot with the Undisputed Championship hanging over his right shoulder.

Spade: Welcome, Dominic. Now, tonight you're set to face off with Maurice Yensman against NSFW in a non-title match. Now, obviously, this wasn't your original plan.

Sanders: You're right, Brian. It wasn't. But I'll be honest with you. NSFW is not why I am here right now. We can sit here and talk about Not Suitable For Wrestling all night long, but right now... right now I want to address the Undisputed Championship Tournament that is going on.

Spade: Oh... Okay. Well, we've seen the first round both commence and end with Griffin Hawkins' victory over Lynx Boyd tonight. Right now, Griffin Hawkins, Kendrick Kross, Xavier Reid, and Emma Louise have moved on. Whomever comes out of those four the winner will face you at StrangleMania XIV for that Undisputed Championship.

Sanders: Now, before you get ahead of yourself Spade, let's make one thing very clear. There's only one name on that list who, undeniably, is the favorite in the tournament. That's right. They've been around here for a long time and they've proven over and over that they are Undisputed Champion material... next to me, that is.

Spade: Well, all of them have been here for years minus Kendrick Kross. And two of the other three have held numerous titles here in the EWC. So, which is it that you're speaking of? Xavier Reid or Griffin Hawkins?

Sanders: Xav... XAVIER REID? Listen, that guy may have killed himself earlier tonight when he took down Ace King. I don't think there's anything left of him. And GRIFFIN HAWKINS? Now, I'm a man of changed ways, Brian. I've said plenty that there is to say about Hawkins over the past seven or so months and I'm not about to get into another Fighter Talk war with that goofball. No, no, no. I'm talking about Emma Louise!

Spade: Emma Louise? Don't get me wrong, Dominic. She had an impressive victory over AOP aka Arsenal last week... but she isn't exactly one who wins a lot around here.

Sanders: Po-tay-toes, po-tah-toes, Spade. You can fancy it up however you want, but Emma Louise has heart. She has FIRE. She has been at it for as long as anyone can remember around here and, whether or not she has won much, she has mentioned over and over and over again that she vows to be the Undisputed Champion. THAT is what makes her Undisputed Champion material. That lady wants it the most. She wants to be where I am at and, as we have seen, she will stop at NOTHING to get there. She's the only one of the four with the heart to be the Undisputed Champion.

Spade: Be that as it may, she's got to get through Kendrick Kross, Griffin Hawkins, and Xav...

Sanders: Spade. Stop. Just... stop. Because you're starting to piss me off. We ALLLLL know Emma Louise ain't gettin' past one or two of those names. Which of the other three will be the one to face me at StrangleMania? Who knows? But more importantly... Who cares? Because once StrangleMania XIV comes around, it's not even going to matter. Because I will do to them what I do to everyone else around here: I will beat them. And you, my fluffy-haired friend... can bet on that.

Sanders walks away from Spade as we cut back to the ring.


We move to a commercial break.

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Singles Match

AOP aka Arsenal
VS Nicole Taylor

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Aiello: Welcome back to Brawl! What a match we just saw between Billy Mitchell and Hope Diamond.

Bennett: Or lack thereof, honestly. Hope Diamond had that thing won from the get go!

Carter: She did put on an impressive display. Billy Mitchell, while showing some success over on Rampage, continues to have troubles anytime he steps foot on the red brand.

Aiello: This next one should be a good one. Nicole Taylor...

Bennett: DOCTOR Nicole Taylor.

Aiello: Yes, excuse me. DOCTOR Nicole Taylor takes on AOP aka Arsenal. Let's go to Jessica who is ready to kick this one off.

Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

”Let It Rock” plays and the fans both cheer and jeer as Nicole Taylor comes out and heads toward the ring. Along the way she hands out high fives to a very select number cheering cheer for her, and hands her psychologist business card to a select few who are jeering her.

Stroup: Introducing first... from Los Angeles, California... Doctor Nicole Taylor!

She enters the ring and is all business as she goes to her corner with no theatrics and waits.

Aiello: Dr. Taylor was impressive last week, picking up a win over three other superstars in her debut.

Bennett: Hell, I hear she ran that Bliss chick...

Carter: We don't know the full details of that, Steve!

The arena goes dark. "Attack On Titan Opening (Hip Hop Remix)" by SparX Beats starts to play. The spotlight focuses on the top of them ramp. A hooded figure steps out into the spot light. He throws his hood off of his head. As he does this the pyro's hit and the lights go up. He is wearing dark sunglasses and a hat on his head that reads #TrustMyProcess.

Stroup: Her opponent... Weighing in at 290 lbs, From Lexington, KY, The man who wants you to Trust His Process, AOP aka Arsenal!!!!!

AOP walks down the ramp glaring at the fans. One younger fan reaches out for a high five, AOP just stares him down and continues walking to the ramp to a chorus of boo's. When he reaches the end of the ramp he stands in front of the ring. He jumps up on to the apron as more pyro's shoot off and enters the ring. He walks to the first turnbuckle in the ring and holds his hands up. As the chorus of boo's continue, he hears some cheers close to ringside. He takes his hat off and tosses it towards those fans that are cheering for him.

Aiello: AOP lost a big match last week to Emma Louise, who moved on in the Undisputed Championship Tournament.

Bennett: Last week was like the Twilight Zone. There was no reason in hell that Emma Louise was in that match. There were even less reasons for her to win it. I still can't believe it!

Carter: We will see if AOP can bounce back from a lackluster performance against one of the EWC's longest-tenured veterans as he takes on a newcomer in Dr. Nicole Taylor!

DING DING DING

AOP sprints at Taylor to try and squash her in the corner, but she ducks out of the way and lets him hit the turnbuckle instead. She huffs at him and grabs him, trying to lift him into a side suplex but failing to match his size. He elbows her in the side of the head out of the hold and turns around. She dropkicks him and sends him back into the corner. She grabs ahold of his wrist to Irish-whip him into the opposite corner. He reverses it and slams her hard back into the original corner. He runs after her and tries to splash her once again, but she gets her feet up and into his face. He stumbles around the ring as she jumps up into a seated position on the top turnbuckle and leaps off, nailing him with a blockbuster. She covers AOP.

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Kickout by Arsenal with authority.

AOP gets up to his feet quickly and runs at Taylor, turning her inside-out with a clothesline. He goes to hit the Trust My Process, but Taylor squirms out of it and rolls out of the ring to regather herself.

Aiello: Fast start to this one. No one wanting to budge.

Carter: AOP tried to use his power and Dr. Taylor countered it with speed, something we have gotten used to seeing against the big man.

Taylor jumps back up onto the apron and AOP goes after her. She ducks her head and drives her shoulder into his midsection. She leaps over into a sunset flip. He tries hard to keep his balance. She tries hard to flip him over. AOP DROPS DOWN HARD!

Aiello: That’s 290 pounds right on Taylor’s chest!

The referee counts as AOP stays there.

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Kickout by Nicole Taylor.

AOP gets off of Taylor and pulls her to her feet. He lifts her up high with a gorilla press above his head. She drives a right fist into his nose, causing him to drop her onto her hands and knees. Taylor rolls AOP up with a school boy.

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Kickout by AOP.

Taylor is quick to her feet and AOP gets up to her knees. She drives a shin right across his chest. Taylor grabs AOP by the head and drives a knee right into the bridge of his nose, busting it open.

Bennett: We’ve got blood!

Carter: Not the first time tonight, either. We’ve seen a fair share, especially in that opener.

Taylor goes over to the corner and exits to the ring apron. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle and waits for AOP to turn around. She leaps off, looking for a flying crossbody! AOP catches her and turns it into a hard body slam! He covers.

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Th-kickout by Taylor!

AOP gets up and backs into the corner. Dr. Taylor is slow to her feet. She turns around and AOP sprints at her, looking for the Titan Attack! He nails it! NO! No he doesn’t! Taylor jumps into the air and drives both knees right into his face mid-spear! Taylor flips over the top of AOP as he collapses to the mat. Taylor leans over and picks the big man up. She whips him as hard as she can into the opposite corner. AOP bounces off and towards the middle of the ring. Taylor runs at AOP and hits him with Clinical Psychosis! She rolls over and covers AOP.

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DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner... Doctor Nicole Taaaaylor!

Aiello: And Dr. Taylor picks up another impressive victory this week!

Carter: She introduced a little Clinical Psychosis to AOP and his process was halted here tonight!

Aiello: And he may STILL be out cold, folks. Impressive, to say the least.

Bennett: You already said that!

Aiello: When we return we've got much more action! Don't go anywhere!



Fade to a commercial break.

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Tag Team Match

Curtis Mars & Emma Louise
VS Criterion (Maniac Mondo & Yeshwa)

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Aiello: Nicole Taylor with another impressive victory. Now, it's time for some new comers in the Criterion to face off against the team of Emma Louise and Curtis Mars. This should be a good one!

Bennett: Come on, these guys don't stand a chance against Criterion and the Collector.

Carter: Well, time will tell.

'Psycho Circus' – KISS The Collector leads his warriors from behind the curtain. He walks with the confidence of a world champion leading his army. He grins and raises his hands shoulder length and points to the ring firing imaginary guns. Queing them to take their spots in the ring. Mondo shoves past him first and is followed by Antoni. Yeshwa grins at his larger stablemates and speeds up running down the ramp. Mondo and Antoni throw him into the air and he soars over the top rope and rolls through a forward flip to his feet. Mondo and Antoni enter on either side of the ring. Mondo going over the top rope. They spread the ropes apart so The Collector can slip in easily. He enters and points to his Collection as they taunt the crowd.

Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at a combined weight of 567 lbs, accompanied to the ring by Antoni and The Collector, YESHWA and MANIAC MONDO, CRITERION!

Aiello: These guys are new here, but they look to be a dangerous group of men.

Bennett: The Collector has it all figured out, look at the sumbitch, he knows what the hell he’s doing.

Carter: I know I wouldn’t want to be in their with them.

"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 suggestvly over the top rope.

Stroup: And their opponents. Introducing first, standing 5’6” she is EMMA LOUISE!

Aiello: Emma got into her winning ways last week by defeating Arsenal. She’s next in line for an X-Division championship match. She must be chomping at the bit to get in there.

Bennett: Who would be excited to be going up Criterion? Fools!

Carter: Emma is one of the toughest people in the business and her partner, well let’s just say he’s interesting.

Pyros hit and "Smile" by Frank Sinatra begins to blast through the arena sound system. The lights flash and a platform begins to be raised in the side of the stage. As the stage itself is filled with smoke, knelt down on one knee is Curtis Mars in the center of the rising platform. He uses his hand to hold up his head and as the platform raises higher, he slowly lifts his head up and there is an odd smile on his face. Once the platform stops, Curtis leaps into the air, lands with his arms spread out wide and lets out a loud scream of excitement. He looks to the fans, then eyes the ring excitedly smirking.

Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, making his way to the ring, hailing from Oymyakon, Russia! He stands at 6'0" and weighing in at 205 LBS He is 'The Warden Of Extreme' CURTIS MARS!

Once to the ring, Curtis jumps up onto the ring apron, grabs the top rope and uses it to spring himself up and over landing on his feet, but rolling to the center. Stopping his roll on one knee, his arms out screaming in excitement again. Curtis then stands up, circles into his corner and rocks back and forth rolling his wrists waiting for his match to begin with his chin down to his chest smiling ear to ear.

Aiello: This man has been taring it up since arriving here in the EWC.

Bennett: Yea, I don’t think this sum bitch is all right in the head. I just know he likes blood and Criterion is more than willing to give him his own.

Carter: I just know this is a recipe for a great match up.

DING DING DING

Curtis Mars comes to an agreement so Emma start the match off first up against Yeshwa. Once the bell rings, Emma and Yeshwa begin circling the ring. They get closer and closer. Once close enough they go to lock hands, but once they do Yeshwa kicks Emma right in the knee, then grabs her arm and whips her into the ropes. On the return he attempts to swing at her, but she ducks the attack and continues to run. This time, on the return Emma jumps up, to dropkick Yeshwa, but Yeshwa moves aside and pushes Emma’s leg’s away. Yeshwa then throws a roundhouse kick the Emma is able to duck before getting back to her feet, but Yeshwa spins again and connects with a spinning heel kick to the back of Emma’s head. Emma rolls over onto her back, Yeshwa turns around and connects with a standing moonsault onto Emma and stays on top for the pin.

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Emma kicks out. Yeshwa back to his feet, he grabs Emma by the hair and begins to pull her to his corner. Yeshwa tags in Mondo. Mondo steps over the top rope, comes in grabbing Emma by the neck with two hands and lifting her up into the air. Out of desperation, Emma throws a kick to Mondo’s face and he lets her go. Emma turns and runs into the nearest ropes and on the return she dives with a hard shoulder tackle to Mondo’s leg which drops him to one knee. Emma back to her feet, hooks Mondo by the head and falls back with a DDT. But Mondo already pushing himself up slowly to his knees. Emma slaps his face once and then twice. She then runs again to the nearest ropes, this time on the return Mondo grabs ahold of her and lifts her up with a military press, Mondo walks forward, drops Emma onto his shoulder and leaps into the air nailing her with a powerslam. Mondo stays on top for the pin.

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Again, Emma with a kickout.

Aiello: Criterion sure came to fight. They have been bringing it to Emma, she hasn’t been able to tag in yet.

Bennett: I told you, the Collector knows what he’s doing.

Carter: Well, we will see if Emma can get the ball rolling or not.

Mondo stands to his feet, he grabs Emma and whips her into his own teams corner. Mondo charges at her, Emma ducks, dives and rolls out of the way. Back to her feet she stumbles to the center of the ring, dives putting her hand out and tags in Curtis Mars. Mondo already on pursuit, Mars grabs ahold of the top rope, leaps up and springboards off attempting a forearm to the face of Mondo but he catches Mars in midair and slams him hard into the mat. Mondo picks Mars up, whips him towards Criterion’s corner, but Mars baseball slides out of the ring, grabs ahold of the leg of Yeshwa and yanks him off of the ring apron. Yeshwa swings at Mars, but Mars ducks, leaps up and connects with a hard pale kick which knocks Yeshwa to the ground. Mars slides back into the ring, he runs at Mondo, ducks and attack of Mondo and continues to run. Mars leaps up putting both feet onto the top rope and springboards off with a springboard corckscrew moonsault right into Mondo knocking him hard into the mat. Mars walks over and tags in Emma, he motions for her to climb the top rope. Mars also climbs up.

Aiello: What in the world?

Bennett: This guy is crazy, something’s wrong with him.

Carter: Interesting tactics going on here. Wonder if he’s had this planned.

Mars looks behind him at the downed Mondo, he says something to Emma, she nods her head. Emma standing on the top rope with Mars, Mars leaps up wrapping both legs around Emma’s head and flings her off of the top rope with a hurricanrana sending Emma flying off right on top of Mondo. Mars jumps up for joy and Emma, grabbing at her back turns and throws an arm over Mondo.

“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”
“HOLY SHIT!”

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2….

Aiello: What innovated offense by these two.

Bennett: Beginners luck.

Carter: That was impressive as hell!

After the kickout, both Emma and Mondo begin to crawl towards their corners. Eventually, Emma and Mondo dive, both tagging in their partners. Mars and Yeshwa come charging at one another, Yeshwa ducking the first swing of Mars, but Mars blocks a punch of Yeshwa. Mars throws a knee to the gut of Yeshwa, whips him into the ropes and on the return Mars ducks, Yeshwa jumps, grabs Mars by the head and connects with a tornado DDT. He goes for the cover.

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Quick kickout by Mars.

Aiello: I think it might take a lot more than that to take a guy like Curtis Mars out.

Bennett: Don’t tell Criterion what to do, you idiot.

Carter: He’s just stating the obvious Bennett, Mars is a tough individual.

Yeshwa to his feet, he whips Mars into the corner, but Mars is able to jump up landing on the top of the turnbuckle. Mondo swings at his legs, but Mars jumps and lands back onto the turnbuckle. Yeshwa runs over, but Mars leaps off with a cross body onto Yeshwa and rolls off. Yeshwa lands close enough to tag in Mondo. Mondo steps into the ring, Mars runs at him, Mondo lunges forward with a lariat that sends Mars flipping through the air onto his stomach. Mondo lifts Mars to his feet, grabs ahold of his throat with his hands and Mondo lifts him for THE PLUNGE! But Mars is able to rotate his body and lock on an armbar. Mars begins squeezing, the ref checking on Mondo, Mondo refusing to tap. Mars squeezes tighter. Mondo manages to lift Mars into the air and slam him down into the mat which breaks the hold. Mondo grabs at his arm, looks pissed off. He bends down, grabs Mars and lift shim to his feet. Mondo whips him into the ropes, Mondo ducks down and on the return Mars jumps up and rolls over the back of Mondo, spins and kicks Mondo in the back of the legs which buckles him to his knees. Mars runs against the nearest ropes, and on the return drives his knee right into the temple of Mondo. Curtis Mars runs and jumps up onto the turnbuckle and jesters to the crowed before leaping of with THE WHISPERS! Flipping, corkscrewing and driving hard into the downed Mondo. As Mars stays on for the cover, Emma Louise runs in as Yeshwa attempts to come in, Emma knocks him out of the ring.

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3!

DING DING DING

Aiello: MY GOD THEY DID IT! Emma Louise and Curtis Mars got the victory!

Bennett: This is bullshit, Criterion got robbed! What was Emma doing in that ring?

Carter: Call it what you will, the team of Emma Louise and Curtis Mars get the victory!

Stroup: Here are your winners, the team of CURTIS MARS and EMMA LOUISE!

Emma helps Curtis to his feet, Mars grabs her arm and raises it into the air. The two celebrate their victory.


We move to a commercial break.

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The door to NSFW’s private dressing room is just ajar. It is after all, just a hijacked empty office in Amway Center’s backstage area. The camera peeks in as the Mike and Bishop sit across from each other. Mike meticulously wraps athletic tape around her wrist as John straps on his boots. For a moment there is just silence. The tag titles, that won’t be defended tonight, are laid out on the floor between them.

Church: You OK?

McGuire: Not really.

Church finishes up with his ring gear and focuses his attention on Mike. His gaze is unwavering, which is strange for the man to most casual observers.

Church: That’s alright. I’m not really either.

McGuire rips the end of the tape from the spool with her teeth, smoothing out the torn end and setting the roll aside before rubbing at her temples.

McGuire: I said too fucking much. I thought I’d feel better but I just feel worse, and now the fucker knows he got to me.

Church: It’s what he wanted.

His tone was just above a whisper. This conversation clearly was not for public consumption.

Church: Starting to learn that’s just how life is. Don’t have to settle for it but I don’t think …

He sighs.

Church: Don’t think he’ll ever get it. Just because he can, just because of all the things he does for the good of others. Doesn’t wash away what he did. He won’t listen because he doesn’t need to listen.

He scooted the chair closer. With his back unaware to the camera, he placed a hand on Mike’s.

Church: Everything is going right for him. And we aren’t perfect. But I can’t think of how to fix this. There is no burying the hatchet. But I think it’s best that we distance ourselves from how you … and I feel about him. He doesn’t want that. He wants us angry because then he can be cool, calm, and collected and twist the knife further.

McGuire: Yeah… you’re right. I should just quit trying to pick fights or try to get him to see why we’re fuckin’ sore about what he did. It’s pointless.

Her hand turns over, their palms touching now, her fingers starting to close around the edges of his hand.

McGuire: John, we…

Her eyes suddenly flick to the left, for just the tiniest fraction of a second freezing like a spooked deer. Her hand slips from his and picks up her belt instead, hopping to her feet.

McGuire: ...gotta get moving. Match’s up.

Bishop, without hesitation, collects his belt. He stands up and the tag champs make their way out of the room, the camera backing away quickly from his invasive action.

As the crowd gets hyped up for the upcoming Main event of tonight's Brawl we cut to a video package on the titantron

Tag Team Match
NON-TITLE
Dominic Sanders & Maurice Yensman
VS NSFW

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Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! Tonight's Main Event features the EWC Tag Team Champions and the EWC Undisputed Champion.

Carter: And let's not forget about the wild card, Maurice Yensman.

Aiello: That's right. Rob Garcia was scheduled to fight here tonight alongside Dominic Sanders, but Sanders introduced his own replacement earlier this week.

Bennett: You're damn right he did. The ReMnant, as great as he is, wasn't going to be able to fairly compete tonight. Sanders looked out for his friend! And they're about to show these two losers what being the best is all about!

Stroup: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!

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.

Stroup: Now on their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 400 pounds, the EWC 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 fist/their titles raised in the air.

Aiello: Here come the Tag Team Champions!

Carter: These two teams have had some heated words for each other for months.

Bennett: That's because NSFW doesn't get Dominic Sanders! He was looking out for what's best in the EWC! And what's best would be them NOT in this company!

Aiello: I don't see it that way, Steve. Sanders perpetrated a heinous attack on NSFW and he's acted all along that it wasn't personal!

Carter: I agree with Joe. If it was 'just business' then he wouldn't have sicked The Limit on them over and over and over again!

The lights go out in the Amway Center. 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. Maurice Yensman follows shortly after with a purple leisure suit on and purple Italian shoes. He's got a cigarette in his mouth as he walks past Sanders and starts going down the rope. Conspicuous by their absence are The Limit.

"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 walks down the ramp behind Yensman.

Stroup: Their opponents... representing America's Most Hated... Weighing in at a combined four hundred and eighty-nine pounds... The EWC Undisputed Champion! DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS! And Maurice Yeeeensman!

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. Yensman remains on the outside of the ring flicking the ashes of his cigarette at members of the crowd. He grins as he drops his cigarette on the ground and stamps it out with his shoe. He removes his tie and steps up onto the ring apron, hanging the tie on the ring post as he waits for the bell to ring.

Bennett: Regardless of anything, Dominic Sanders is the EWC Undisputed Champion. He could have taken these nerds on by himself and won! He didn't have to give Maurice Yensman an opportunity at stardom. But he did because he's a great guy!

Carter: Are you just completely jaded, Steve?!

Bennett: No, you're just stupid!!

DING DING DING

Sanders stares across the ring from Bishop Church as the two look to rekindle what they started in Boston a few weeks back. Maurice Yensman, eager to get into the action, slaps Sanders on the shoulder and enters the ring.

Aiello: Well, it looks like we will NOT see the Undisputed Champion square off with anyone immediately.

Bennett: What in the hell does that matter? Both of these men are bad mothers… it doesn’t matter which one starts the match. They may as well BOTH be Undisputed Champion.

Carter: Well then that would make no sense, would it.

Sanders steps out of the ring as Yensman looks across at Church. Yensman begins trash talking Church from across the ring.

Yensman: Come on! Let’s see what you got!

Yensman sprints at Church, looking for a surprise Liberty Spear. Church side-steps it and sends Yensman right into the ring post. Yensman slowly gets out of the corner holding his shoulder and McGuire tags herself in. She catapults herself over the top rope and drops a leg across the back of Yensman’s head. Yensman drops to the ground and McGuire drops a knee right into his back. She grabs ahold of Yensman’s chin and wrenches back on his head. She drives a right fist into Yensman’s right temple two, three, four times before finally backing off. She picks Yensman up off of the ground and grabs his wrist, twisting his arm and driving a knee into his shoulder. She reaches over and tags Church in. Church comes in and kicks Yensman right in the trapezius muscle.

Aiello: NSFW is wearing down Maurice Yensman to start this match.

Carter: He asked for it. He tagged himself in instead of letting the more-experienced Sanders start things off.

McGuire exits the ring and Church drops down to one knee and locks in a side headlock on the brawler from Long Island. Yensman fights up to his feet, still in the headlock. He picks Church up and tries to inch his way towards Sanders, but Church bends over, scoops Yensman up, and slams him down to the mat with a body slam. He grabs Yensman by the wrist and drags him over to the corner, where McGuire tags herself in once more. McGuire enters the ring and picks Yensman up to his feet. She kicks him in the gut and delivers a textbook Rubbernecker to her New York counterpart. She goes for a cover.

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2

Kickout by Yensman.

Carter: This match has been all NSFW!

Bennett: It don’t matter! These two idiots will screw it up! You just don’t beat the Undisputed Champ!

McGuire gets to her feet and grabs Maurice. She goes to whip him in the corner, but he reverses. He charges in after her and nails her with a clothesline in the corner. Yensman bends over to catch his breath while Sanders beckons for a tag. Yensman ignores Sanders, however, and picks McGuire up, setting her up on the top turnbuckle. Yensman climbs the turnbuckles and begins driving fists into McGuire’s forehead.

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4

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6

McGuire headbutts Yensman in the stomach, causing him to double over. McGuire looks into the direction of the announce table and points at Steve Bennett with a smirk on her face.

Bennett: What in the hell do you want?!

McGuire positions Maurice’s legs over her shoulders and stands up. She steps up to the top rope and then jumps off, nailing him with a top rope powerbomb right in the middle of the ring!

Aiello: HEY! That’s your move, Steve! She just hit Yensman with The Drop of Death!

Bennett: Goddamnit! I call gimmick infringement! Someone call my lawyer!

Carter: You should be flattered! That almost seemed to be an ode to Steve Bennett!

Bennett: Hell no! I’m still pissed off!

McGuire covers Yensman.

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2

THR-Sanders is in the ring and stomps on McGuire to break up the count!

Sanders lingers around the ring and picks McGuire up. He looks to deliver a short-arm clothesline but Bishop Church gets into the ring and nails Sanders in the side of the head with a big boot! Sanders stumbles around and falls through the ropes and to the floor. Church runs and bounces off of one side and then delivers a suicide dive to Dominic Sanders!

Aiello: NSFW almost had this one won, but Dominic Sanders saved the match.

Carter: And now he’s paying for it.

Bennett: Well Yensman better make that little pixie pay! She can’t just steal my moves like that!

The referee is distracted by Church and Sanders on the outside of the ring. McGuire stands up and pulls Yensman up to his feet, but he drives a thumb right into her left eye. Yensman lifts McGuire up onto his shoulders and nails her with the Empire State of Mind! The exhausted Yensman goes for a cover, but the referee doesn’t see it.

Bennett: Get your silly ass over there and count, ref! This one’s over!

Finally, after Church goes back to his corner and Sanders goes to his, the referee turns around and sees the cover. He counts.

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2

TOO LONG! McGuire kicks out.

Bennett: Damn these referees! I’d rather have the guys from the NFC Championship game! They’re way better!

Yensman begins slowly crawling his way over to his corner to finally try and tag in Dominic Sanders. McGuire rolls over and sees she’s feet away from Church. She lunges at him and makes a tag. Church hustles into the ring and grabs Yensman in a rear waistlock on the ground. He lifts him up and over the top of his head with a devastating German suplex, folding Yensman up like an accordion.

Aiello: Yensman was so close to tagging Dominic Sanders in, but Bishop Church was able to keep that from happening and Maurice Yensman remains in this match.

Carter: Maurice is wearing down fast. He hasn’t been in this business for very long. It’s almost like he is adamant to make a name for himself tonight.

Bennett: And if he loses this match for Sanders, he’s going to find his name on the shit list!

Church gets up and grabs Yensman. He locks in the Sleeper Hold! But Yensman senses it and drops to his butt, jaw-jacking Church hard. Yensman gets up to his feet and runs and clotheslines Church, sending him to the mat. Both men are down and the crowd gets behind NSFW.

N-S!
F-W!
N-S!
F-W!
N-S!
F-W!
N-S!
F-W!

Yensman is up to his feet and stumbles towards his corner. Sanders eagerly awaits a tag. Yensman shakes his head and turns towards Church.

Aiello: Maurice Yensman AGAIN refusing to tag Dominic Sanders in!

Bennett: What an idiot!

Yensman lets Church get to his feet and sprints at him looking for the Liberty Spear again! Church leapfrogs Yensman. Yensman turns around. RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! CHURCH NAILS YENSMAN WITH THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! Yensman drops to the mat. Church rolls him over for a cover.

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Sanders shakes his head and drops off of the apron, waiving “forget it” in Yensman’s direction.

3!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here are your winners... The EWC Tag Team Champions... NSFW!

Aiello: Dominic Sanders gave up on his partner!

Bennett: Oh, like he ever had a partner! Maurice Yensman is a selfish sumbitch and he 100% lost that match!

Carter: You're right in a way, Steve. Dominic Sanders was never a legal participant in this match, minus the first two seconds before Yensman tagged himself in.

Bennett: Yensman is an idiot and he deserved to be taught that lesson. Act like an asshole and get treated like one!

Carter: I know a few folks who need to listen to that one...

Aiello: Well, folks, what a night we had! Next week, we will be live from... wait, I understand there's something going on in the back.

We cut to the parking garage in the back. A long limousine rolls into the garage and stops near the camera. Multiple EWC Superstars are watching as they are about to leave the Amway Center now that the show is over. The camera keeps its view on the superstars as the door to the limousine flies open. A figure steps out of the limo as the EWC Superstars' eyes light up in shock. Brian Spade is also nearby. He pushes his way to the front to see what is going on.

Spade: NO FREAKING WAY!

Voice: Yes freaking way. The EWC's Worst Nightmare... is here!

The person laughs from outside of the camera shot as the scene cuts out and the show goes off the air.

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO: MNB
MATCH THREE: MNB
MATCH FOUR: FSW
MATCH FIVE: NSFW
MATCH SIX: Darius
MATCH SEVEN: Darius
MATCH EIGHT: Dominic Sanders
MATCH NINE: MNB
MAIN EVENT: Dominic Sanders

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SEGMENTS

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Xavier Reid
Melon Club
Griffin Hawkins
Lynx Boyd
Darius & Jon Spartan
Hope Diamond
Dominic Sanders
NSFW
Mario
EWC's WORST NIGHTMARE

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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X-DIVISION RULES TRIPLE THREAT
Iggy Swango
VS Ace King
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER: Xavier Reid

X-DIVISION RULES LAST MAN STANDING
Gannondorf
VS Arya Melon
WINNER: Arya Melon

SINGLES MATCH
Joe Doe
VS Antoni Malietoa
WINNER: Antoni Malietoa

SINGLES MATCH
Orion Samson
VS Kendrick Kross
WINNER: Kendrick Kross

SINGLES MATCH WINNER MOVES FORWARD IN UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP CONTENDER TOURNAMENT
Lynx Boyd
VS Griffin Hawkins
WINNER: Griffin Hawkins

TABLE MATCH
Jon Spartan
VS Darius
WINNER: Darius

SINGLES MATCH
Billy Mitchell
VS Hope Diamond
WINNER: Hope Diamond

SINGLES MATCH
AOP aka Arsenal
VS Nicole Taylor
WINNER: Nicole Taylor

TAG TEAM
Curtis Mars & Emma Louise
VS Criterion (Yeshwa & Maniac Mondo)
WINNERS: Curtis Mars & Emma Louise

MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM
Dominic Sanders & Maurice Yensman
VS NSFW
WINNERS: NSFW

BRAWL #529 MVP(s): NSFW

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