Post by PARAMOUNT on Aug 14, 2019 20:11:18 GMT -6
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
EPISODE 086
“My Shot (Rise up Remix)” by Black Thought, Busta Rhymes Joell Ortiz & Nate Russ blasts over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The fans packing the ScotiaBank Arena tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Toronto knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show in professional wrestling is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy beats from 'My Shot' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
EPISODE 086
MONTH DAY, 2019
LIVE! from the ScotiaBank Arena - Toronto, Ontario, CanadaWARNING: 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.
“My Shot (Rise up Remix)” by Black Thought, Busta Rhymes Joell Ortiz & Nate Russ blasts over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
A pyro show erupts on the outside of the ScotiaBank Arena!
Followed by another, equally explosive show on the inside!
Followed by another, equally explosive show on the inside!
The fans packing the ScotiaBank Arena tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Toronto knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show in professional wrestling is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy beats from 'My Shot' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
YO I'M JUST LIKE MY COUNTRY, I'M YOUNG, SCRAPPY AND HUNGRY..... AND I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY SHOT!!
On the MacTron, this episode of FSW begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the near four-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, Robina Hood and Stitches tearing down that mold...
As more pyro goes off the the FSW logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Joe Doe, Sarah Roberts, Mercenary, Melody Malone, Jason Rayne, Damage Inc. , Draco Lazarus and Stitches. Then a shot of Kyle Gautier winning the North American championship fills the screen before fading into a shot of Robbie Rayder on his knees clutching the FSW championship.
The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! The atmosphere inside the ScotiaBank Arena seemed to be charged with that ten million volts of electricity as described in the song. Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Cow Palace with them here tonight. The FSW fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:
"THE REIGN OF THE DREADNAUGHT IS HERE!!"
"I WANT A NORTH AMERICAN TITLE SASH!!"
"THE QUEEN WAS ROBBED!"
"MARRY ME CANDY!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin. Before anyone can say anything though, the lights go out in the arena as a fog covers the entrance. “Fear” by Disturbed begins.
Isabelle Starr: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the NEW FSW Champion, "The Dreadnought"... Robbie Rayder!!!
The crowd pops as the lights slowly come up. Robbie Rayder, wearing red tights, black boots, and the FSW Title around his waist, walks out through the fog and kneels down.
Tim Watson: Now this is how you start off a show! The New FSW Champion is here!
Cid Sydney: THAT MAN IS NOT MY FSW CHAMPION! The Queen of EWC should be champion right now!
Watson: Shut up Cid! That man fought his ass off to make it to UPRISING and he did not miss his opportunity!
Candy, in street clothes, walks out behind him with a smile on her face. She points at Robbie as he points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to his lips. Rayder stands and takes Candy by the hand. He taps the title around his waist then looks out at the crowd. She walks past him as he stops half way down towards the ring.
Watson: Going into Uprising, most would have thought this to be a pipe dream. Well, a dream became reality and The Dreadnought Era has begun in FSW.
He then reaches the apron. He lifts up Candy onto the apron with one hand, and she climbs through the held-open ropes. He steps through the ropes then goes to the far side, He leans out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd, taking the title from his waist and holding it in his left hand.
Candy stands behind him, applauding. Robbie steps back as the crowd cheers. He puts the championship back around his waist then sighs heavily before he speaks.
Robbie: This is an interesting feeling.
He looks down at the FSW Championship around his waist.
Robbie: It's one of those times that you think about, and dream about and can't wait to have. And now it's here.
He taps the title softly.
Robbie: There's a new FSW Champion and his name is Robbie Rayder.
The crowd pops as Candy pats his shoulder.
Robbie: There has been a lot of doubts by all of the Whisperers and, quite honestly, a lot of truths that were dropped from the day I set foot in FSW, from everyone, including Stitches, including Melody Malone, including Draco Lazarus but each one of those truths just simply fueled me do more... to do better. The end result you see before you.
He gives a proud smile, taking the title from around his waist and putting it up on his shoulder.
Robbie: The FSW Championship means a great deal to me. But I am not going to rest now that I have achieved this moment. It's merely the first step. I know that everybody in that FSW locker room….
He looks over his shoulder.
Robbie:... including Candy…
Robbie looks back out at the crowd.
Robbie:... wants this title.
Robbie: And I am not going to shy away from a single one. But right now, it's not about this title. It's about bringing something else to FSW. And that is the Dreadnought bringing home the Undisputed Championship. The unthinkable happened before... and at Night of Champions, The Rayders go back to back as Undisputed Champion. Rayders - Out.
Robbie lays the mic down on the mat as ‘Fear’ plays. The Rayders climb out of the ring and head towards the back.
Watson: Robbie Rayder is making his presence known here tonight folks and he had a message for all eight of his opponents at Night of Champions: He wants to shock the world like his wife Candy did last year and win the Undisputed title! For those that don't remember, last year as a member of PRIME Candy won it all and became Undisputed champion. It was something that had never been done before and this year it sounds like her Husband and current FSW champion wants to do the same!
Sydney: Whatever Tim. Pull your nose out of Robbie's ass, you're starting to stink up the arena. We have a action packed card for you all tonight! but first we have a quick message from EWCTV. Don't go anywhere .. FSW action will be back in exactly one minute.
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SINGLES MATCH
The Maverick
VS Matt Angel
Watson: Welcome back to FSW! We're going to get right into the action tonight with our opening contest and what a way to open up our Canadian tour!
Sydney: Should be a great one out there tonight. Hoping for the best from these two.
Watson: Looks like that Canadian kindness is rubbing off you on Cid!
Sydney: Just watch the match, we don’t need the commentary.
The camera cuts to the ring as Isabella Starr is standing by.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL, from Wexford, Ireland, weighing in at 192 pounds... MAVERICK!
The music hits as Maverick walks out from behind the curtain, the lights flashing rapidly down on him. With a skull half-mask covering his mouth and nose, the vibe is more sinister. He makes his way to the ring, the crowd still cheering him on even if he's not too keen on them anymore.
Upon getting to ringside, he climbs to the ring apron and raises his hand as he normally would, turning to the ring and then sling shotting himself over the ropes. He stands center of the ring, pulling away the face cover off his head and standing there waiting for his opponent's music to hit.
Starr: And his opponent, from Venice Beach, California, weighing in at 180 pounds... MATT ANGEL!
"I will Show You" By From Ashes To New blasts from the PA system, Matt Angel walks out and with his arms raised he walks down the ramp way high-fiying the fans. He jumps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle and also celebrates cheering to the fans.
DING DING DING
The match gets off with both opponents circling the ring. Feeling each other out. They finally meet in the middle and grapple. Maverick gets the upper hand to start and puts Angel into a headlock. Maverick wrenches Angel’s neck a few times before taking an elbow to the midsection. Matt delivers a few more elbows and breaks up the hold. Maverick recovers quickly and goes for a clothesline that Angel ducks under then hits Maverick with a huge roundhouse kick. Maverick goes down hard.
Watson: A lot of back and forth here, but Matt Angel seems to hit the first big blow.
Sydney: He’s going to have top hope that really shook up Maverick, because if not, he’s coming back with a fury.
True to form, Maverick pops up quickly and runs at Matt Angel and pushes him up against the turnbuckle. He drives his shoulder into Angel a few times and then holds him in the corner. The referee goes in to break it up but Maverick refuses. The ref starts to count and finally Angel is released. The ref starts to scold Maverick but he moves right around the ref and drives an elbow into Angel’s forehead. Angel is limp on the turnbuckle. Maverick grabs his arm and tries to whip Angel into the other corner but Matt reverses and Maverick hits the corner hard. Matt Angel runs and hits a missile drop kick. Both men are down on the ground.
Watson: The two men are living up to their fast paced style. What a match!
Sydney: It’s just the first one of the night, Tim, let’s keep it in our pants, eh?
Both men make their way to their feet and despite Maverick taking the most recent hit, he recovers quicker. He pounces on Angel and whips him against the ropes. Angel comes back and Maverick hits a spinning heel kick. Matt Angel goes down hard and Maverick jumps up to the top rope. Maverick spins around and tries for a moonsault but Angel spins out of the way at the last second. Maverick slaps the mat hard and Angel gets himself to his feet. As Maverick gets up, Angel grabs him and hits THE PROPHECIES END! Maverick goes down hard. Angel catches his breath for a few moments and Maverick starts to get up. Angel moves in and grabs the prone Maverick. He sets him up, and there it is THE FALLEN! Angel pins Maverick…
1….
2….
3!!!!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... MATT ANGEL!
Watson: Huge win for Matt Angel here tonight, he’s going to be feeling the flow from this one for a while.
Sydney: He’s probably going to be feeling the effects of that heel kick he took early on.
Watson: He won the match, I’m sure he’ll be just fine. Let’s move on.
The feed cuts to the Scotiabank Arena concourse, where people are still streaming in from Union Station. There’s a crowd forming around one of the concession stands; after a few seconds, there’s a loud cheer as EWC double Champion Ace King emerges, snack and drink in hand. It’s not long before FSW interviewer Lisa Goldrush scurries into view, camera in tow.
Lisa Goldrush: What brings you out here, Ace?
The Undisputed and United States Champion ponders for a second before shrugging his shoulders.
Ace King: Couple reasons: One, being a Rampage guy, I didn’t know if I was welcome backstage after that whole thing earlier this year. Second... Why wouldn’t you want to experience a show like this in an atmosphere like this one?
On cue, the gathering behind him chants his name, a rare occasion where Torontonians show some emotion as Ace returns his focus to Lisa.
Ace King: But obviously, my eyes are focused on what should be quite a main event...
Ace smirks and shakes his snack around...
Ace King: ...And I’ve got my popcorn ready.
The crowd applauds as Ace takes his leave, leaving Lisa speechless as the feed cuts to...
SINGLES MATCH
Mercenary
VS Wes Walker
Watson: How about that, the United States AND Undisputed champion, Ace King, is in the house tonight!!!
There is no response from Cid Sydney.
Watson: Moving on! Not to typecast this next match but it’s definitely a David Vs Goliath type battle.
Sydney: The convoluted mesh of styles with the big mauler and the high flyer personify why you get here on FSW.
Watson: Can Mass Beat Speed? Or will Brute Force succumb to the desire of the little guy?
Sydney: That’s why I did this, and they do this, Tim. To eliminate all the questions.
The camera fades to ringside where Isabella Starr is standing by.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for One Fall. And now from the darkest realms of regret and rage I give you, led to the ring by the Deepest Desire Dalilah Ashe, It's time to meet the monster... it's time to meet: THE MERCENARY!
Mercenary walks into a flashing red light. His face is painted with war paint resembling The Punisher skull logo. He is stiff... hard... Frankenstein's deadly creation come to life. Smoke rolls in and with it comes the beautiful Dalilah Ashe. She grasps his arm and pulls herself to his immobile steel frame. They stand in the smoke and fire before starting towards the ring at a steady pace filled with anger and purpose.
Starr: And his opponent, from Montreal, weighing in at 185 pounds... WES WALKER!
Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play Wes Walker jumps out from the back with a spin kick. He stops at the top of the ramp puts his hands together and bows quickly to the ring and then turns to the left and right and bows the audience. He walks down the ramp and is high-fiving fans as he does. He slides under the bottom rope and pops up. He shakes hands with the ref and gets in his corner.
DING DING DING
Walker looks up and down at the size of Mercenary then exhales. Mercenary charges at Walker but Walker side steps him and lays in a few kicks on the way out. Mercenary no-sells the kicks. Walker charges in and drives a forearm into the chest. Mercenary grabs Walker and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Walker’s eyes widen as Mercenary gets a head of steam and goes for a splash. Walker spins out and hits a pendulum kick. Mercenary stumbles backwards as Walker grabs the top rope. He springboards into a top rope missile dropkick. Mercenary falls backwards towards the ropes but doesn’t leave his feet. Walker kips up and turns around. Mercenary drops him with a clothesline as Dalilah approves. He picks up Walker easily then tosses him towards the corner with a Fallaway Slam. Walker grimaces as Mercenary slowly walks towards the corner.
Watson: Well so far, The Old School Outlaw is having his way with Little Wes.
Sydney: And it’s all above board for now. Just tough for anyone to stand toe to toe with an opponent double your size.
Mercenary slowly steps backwards up the turnbuckle, sitting on the top. He jumps off, going for a second rope leg drop but Walker moves quickly and Mercenary gets nothing. Walker scrambles to his feet and lays into Mercenary as he sits on the mat with a front kick. A second front kick then a rope assisted drop kick stuns Mercenary. Walker makes a cover but gets tossed through the ropes to the apron after a one count. Walker pulls himself up quickly as Mercenary gets to a knee. Walker slingshots with the top rope and plants Mercenary into the mat with a DDT. The crowd pops as Walker gets to his feet, leaps up to the top rope and jumps off, hitting Walking Tall, a double stomp to the chest of Mercenary. Walker then steps off and bows to the crowd.
Watson: Big time impact onto the chest of Mercenary
Sydney: But the flourish at the end probably wasn’t smart.
Walker turns towards Mercenary, who sits up with a scowl. Walker runs to the far ropes and goes for a sliding clothesline but Mercenary rolls to the left and Walker ends up landing in front of Dalilah. He stands up quickly as she starts towards him. Mercenary gets to his feet and reaches over the top rope, grabbing Walker by the head and pulls him into the ring, like palming a basketball.
Walker hits a mule kick just as he clears the top rope, releasing Walker onto the apron. Mercenary stumbles backwards but doesn’t fall. Walker turns and starts to springboard but Dalilah grabs his ankle, holding him on the apron, out of the view of the ref. Walker kicks her away then springboards into a Cannonball. Mercenary catches him in mid-air, then turns into a Gutwrench powerbomb with the waist lock maintained after impact. Mercenary lifts Walker up a second time for a kneeling powerbomb with the waist lock maintained. He stands back up, lifts him a third time and delivers a sit down powerbomb followed by a pin.The ref counts three and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via Pinfall... THE MERCENARY!
Before Mercenary can even get to his feet to celebrate his win, Draco Lazarus jumps the guard rail near the time keeper and slides into the ring. He immediately lunges at Mercenary, who is to his knees now, and takes him back down to the mat with a massive clothesline!
Watson: What the hell is Draco Lazarus doing?! Mercenary just got blindsided!!!
Sydney: That's "King of EWC Television" to you Tim! And he is doing whatever he damn well pleases!
Back in the ring, Draco is raining down lefts and rights as Mercenary is struggling to block a shot. The crowd starts to buzz as they all collectively look to the entrance ramp...
Melody Malone: I warned you… I mean, I WARNED you!
As Draco continues his onslaught, he is now up to his feet and putting the boots to Mercenary. Melody Malone comes out from backstage and walks part way down the ramp with a microphone in hand.
Melody Malone: Right in front of the palace of Versailles, I warned you - that if you were going to try and take the head off of the Queen of FSW that you had better do a clean job. Apparently that message wasn't clear enough. Are you listening yet Damage, Inc?
The crowd boos as Melody strolls down the ramp further, an over exaggerated wince as Draco slams another boot into Mercenary.
Melody Malone: I mean first, you choked at Scars and Stripes after we gifted you the shot at ReBelle. Then you had the audacity to go get down on your knees and beg at ReBelle's louboutins for another shot? And not just beg for another shot but you act like you're doing ReBelle a favor by throwing your challenge out there. So you know what? How about Draco and I relieve you of that heavy, heavy burden you're trying to carry around.
Melody rolls her eyes as Draco yells various obscenities at Mercenary, almost daring Damage, Inc to come out before blowing a kiss to his beloved queen.
Melody Malone: Everybody in EWC knows that if anybody deserves a shot at Rebelle for the tag team championships, It's the two people still standing before you right now. So, the way I see it, is that the King of EWC television and the Queen of FSW will be more than happy to take that burden off of your shoulders. You don't have to suffer! You can go about your mediocre existence and hide in the shadows or whatever it is you brooding types do, and WE will step up and give EWC the tag team champions they deserve.
The boos are nearly drowning out Melody and despite Draco obviously getting frustrated at the disrespect - the self proclaimed queen laughs.
Melody Malone: Oh please. What would any of you know about a competent championship worthy team anyway? Let me know when Tavares finally gets you to your first cup in fifty years.
Melody just nods her head knowingly as the boos grow louder. She just points up to the ancient banners hanging in the rafters with a shrug.
Melody Malone: Don’t like it? Redecorate. Now, unlike the Maple Leafs, I’m sure Damage, Inc won’t just roll over and die. They’ll want to pretend that they’re still ‘in it’, and I don’t know if anyone else here seemed to notice but…. I’m free on the 26th. How about you? Babe? You free that night?
Draco nods and Melody cracks a grin.
Melody Malone: Well, if those two boys aren’t afraid of a double date? Then maybe we can settle this at Night of Champions? And then when we prove that they don’t deserve that chance at ReBelle that they feel so entitled to ask for? You and I can show the current tag team champions what real competition looks like.
Sydney: AND THAT is how you make a statement! We'll be right back, folks!
SINGLES MATCH
Gabrielle Visconty
VS Delilah Ashe
Watson: Welcome back to Future Stars, LIVE in Canada!
Sydney: We’re going from one member of Family Endures Until Death to another, but this one is definitely the more attractive of the two.
Watson: I’m sure Mercenary appreciates that.
Sydney: I’d appreciate it if he’d stay out of the way when I’m trying to get a look at Dalilah.
Watson: If he didn't just get beat down by Draco, i'm sure Mercenary would want some words with you Cid.
Sydney: I'm retired Tim, but I can appreciate a nice lookin' woman!
The camera immediately cuts to the ring as Isabella Starr is standing in the ring.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall, from Honolulu Hawaii, weighing in at 118 pounds... GABRIELLE VISCONTY!
”B.O.B.” by OutKast bangs on the sound system heavily as Gabrielle Visconty darts out from the back, stopping at the top of the ramp.
She grins briefly out at the crowd, nodding her head in time with the music as they great her with cheers. She looks over the crowd a moment before tossing her arms out to her side as pink pyros explode behind her. Gabi lets out an excited shout and grins before she heads off towards the ring, slapping hands as she goes. She hops up on the ring apron and looks out over the crowd, turning her signature Gabi Vee hat around backward before she springboards herself gracefully into the ring. Gabi hops up onto the corner and rallies the crowd before pointing over the arena.
Starr: And now, coming to you from your darkest dreams and most shameful hidden fantasies, she is your most Deadly Desire. She is your Sweetest Sin. The Lady Lilith. The Queen of Sorrow. The Last Temptation: Dalilah Ashe
A purple glow illuminates the arena and a violet mist rises from the stage bringing with it the smell of night shade and roses. Rising up from beneath the stage Dalilah Ashe appears wearing a crown of black roses and thorns which prick her pale brow bringing small drops of dark red blood. She opens her arms to embrace the love and hate of the audience, holding them in the palm of her hands for a long pause before starting her steady funeral march down the aisle to the ring.
Once ringside, she climbs catlike up onto the apron, stretching her long leg up to rest on the top rope as she begins to grind and thrust lewdly as she smirks and laughs at the shock and shame on the faces of the crowd. As she dances The looming figure of The Mercenary makes his way down the aisle. He stops to stand just below her, his eyes turned up to her like a loyal supplicant before some ancient goddess of lust and death. She smiles down at him and blows him a suggestive kiss before throwing her head back to wail and cackle at the crowd.
Her war dance done she slides sensually between the ropes wearing an evil expression to stare down her opponent with a look of contempt and nothing but bad intentions.
DING DING DING
As the bell sounds, Gabrielle and Dalilah circle one another before tying up, Gabi V getting the advantage with a side headlock before Dalilah struggles for a moment and then drives an elbow into Gabrielle’s midsection to break the grapple. Dalilah whips Gabrielle toward the ropes, and Gabi baseball slides down between Dalilah’s legs on the rebound and pops up with a dropkick to the back of Ashe. Gabi goes for a cover but only gets a 1 count before Dalilah kicks out. Gabi climbs out of the ring onto the apron before sling shotting into the ring with a leg drop across Dalilah’s throat. Gabi hooks the leg again, but Ashe kicks out again. Visconty gets to her feet, pulling up Dalilah and whipping her across to the far turnbuckle. Gabrielle handsprings into the corner, hitting an elbow on Dalilah before she laughs, pointing out at Lacey Savage and Mercenary. She steps out of the corner where Dalilah is holding her mouth, before Gabi can be heard asking Mercenary if Dalilah left his leash in the locker room as she pantomimes holding a leash.
Watson: Visconty taunting the two members of FEUD at ringside… not a good idea to run your mouth at the big man Mercenary...
Sydney: I’d be more focused on what’s happening in the ring if I were her!
Gabrielle’s head snaps back as Dalilah grabs a handful of her hair and drives her down to the mat as the referee scolds her, threatening disqualification if she does it again. Dalilah ignores him, and instead starts driving stomps down on the former TV champion. She yanks Gabi up to her feet, her bad shoulder torquing painfully as Visconty writhes. Dalilah grins wickedly, seemingly enjoying the pain etched on Gabrielle’s face before she locks in an armbar on Gabi, putting more pressure on her shoulder before she hooks in a half nelson and throws down Gabrielle with a suplex. Gabi shrieks, holding her arm close as Dalilah sits up with a nasty smile, reaching over and hooking Gabi’s leg for a 2 count. Ashe is back to her feet, grabbing Gabi by the left arm, still targeting that shoulder as she jumps up and yanks down, trying to disable the shoulder as best she can. Dalilah gets Gabi to her feet, throwing her to the ropes and ducking down looking for a back body drop. Gabi grabs hold of the top rope with her good arm, holding up her momentum before she hits a toe kick to snap Dalilah back upright. She holds her eye, and as the ref checks up on her, Lacey Savage grabs both of Gabrielle’s feet and trips her up, sending her down face first to the mat as the crowd boos. Dalilah jumps at the sudden opportunity and grabs both of Gabrielle’s legs for a two count. As Gabi kicks out, Dalilah runs the ropes and comes back with a baseball slide that sends Gabi out of the ring with a thud.
Watson: Unorthodox style from Dalilah Ashe, but not without a little help from Lacey Savage!
Sydney: Maybe Gabi V should have brought backup from Brawl. This is nothing, hell the big man has even kept his hands clean!
Dalilah slides out of the ring as Gabi gets to her feet. Ashe meets Gabi with a forearm smash before Gabi returns the favor with a solid open palmed slap to the chest that nearly doubles over Dalilah. Gabi throws an elbow of her own that staggers Dalilah before she turns around and is face to face with Lacey Savage. The referee leans out of the ropes, warning Savage about getting involved as she holds her hands up innocently, but not before the crowd roars as Dalilah comes running full bore for Gabi. Gabrielle manages to avoid contact, diving back into the ring as Dalilah screeches to a halt just before connecting with Lacey ringside. The crowd roars as Gabrielle is back to her feet on the apron, sizing up the pile of humanity ringside before she leaps off with the angel bomb, taking out all three members of FEUD at ringside. All four are sprawled out and the ref begins to count for the double count out. The ref hits a four count as Gabi gets to her feet and rolls into the ring. The ref is up to seven now, and Dalilah climbs up onto the apron. Gabi grabs for Dalilah and pulls her into the ring, keeping hold of her she climbs the corner and whips around with a springboard tornado DDT. Gabi holds her left shoulder, still favoring it from earlier before she climbs up to the top turnbuckle, waiting until Dalilah is back to her feet before leaping off with the Angelrana! She keeps hold of the legs for the final 1,2,3.
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... GABRIELLE VISCONTY!
Watson: A hard match for Gabrielle, still favoring that arm, but pulling off a victory tonight.
Sydney: That victory is going to be short lived though Watson!
After the bell sounds, Gabi gets to her feet as the referee holds her good arm up in victory. She smirks, blowing a sarcastic kiss to Dalilah as she’s shaking out the cobwebs. She turns around, Lacey Savage having climbed up onto the apron and the two women start arguing as Gabi takes a swing at Lacey. Lacey jumps down off of the apron, grabbing Gabi and hanging her up on the top rope before she stumbles back and Dalilah leaps up on the stunned Gabrielle and locks in a cross arm breaker on her bad shoulder. The ref immediately runs over and breaks it up, but not before Lacey Savage has done some more damage to the shoulder of Gabi Vee.
Savage walks with swagger to the ropes and demands a microphone from the ring announcer. He hands her up a microphone and she taps it to make sure it is broadcasting. Mercenary stands off in a corner, slightly removed from the others, leaning back with his arms crossed across his chest, still recovering from the attack earlier in the night. . Dalilah, seemingly almost in some kind of trance, crawls spider-like over to where Lacey stands and positions herself directly below her. Climbing up the ropes she rests arms and chin on the middle rope and stares out into the crowd. Malice and Mayhem come to flank their manager as she raises the microphone to address the agitated assembly:
Lacey Savage: Pointing in the direction of their collective handiwork. "Look at this. Really look. See what happens when you stick your nose into Family business. I wonder if she thinks it was worth it now, what was it she said: Throwing that twelve dollar beer on that two dollar wrestler? That wrestler who just happens to be This Family's precious daughter... sister... With a glance in Mercenary's direction. lover. This is what happens when you f@#! with OUR Family. And that goes for anyone. That goes for YOU Candy. For YOU and for any other fan, friend, or follower. That even applies to your top guy with the gold. I think HE is of very special interest to us. Do you hear me Robbie Rayder. You may be a man who fears nothing, but it may just be that you have yet to find something... or someone... to really be afraid of. We didn't start this. But your sweet companion and her little fawning fan girl have now endangered you just by your mere association with those who have dared to do us wrong. We see you now Robbie. And you shine all the brighter with that gold around your waist. For with are family. And The Family Endures Until Death. And now Robbie Rayder. Candy... WE are looking to FEUD with YOU."
Lacey drops the microphone and spreads her arms out to present her charges to the audience. Dalilah, clutching the middle rope, leans back and throws her head back to issue a cackle and a scream before leaping to her feet. She jumps on Mayhem's back and rides him piggy back as he climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp. Malice walks with Lacey, swatting a fan's hand away with a steely glare as the man tried to touch her arm on the way by. Mercenary follows a few steps behind with his head down and a deep scowl on his face. The group disappears through the curtain accompanied by a chorus of boos.
Watson: Gabi Vee picks up the win here tonight, but it was not without a causality. That shoulder took some damage there at the end.
The camera cuts backstage inside the Scotiabank Arena to find Killjoy Ito walking next to ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love
Love: Listen Brawl was impressive yes but nobody took the upper hand in that Main Event, had either Ace King, Cyrus Black or Stephanie Matsuda managed to score the pin then I would have said they might have some momentum going into Night of Champions but Ace and Cyrus ended the match just punching each other like nobody existed but them and Draco scored the pin…hell makes me question what Stephanie has in her…
Killjoy nods at Tommy
Love: But tonight is a different story…only ONE of the FSW representatives is in action here tonight, the North American Champion Kyle Gautier…
But he is cut off my the voice of Lisa Goldrush
Goldrush: Can I help you?
Tommy smiles at Lisa
Love: Well hello there Lisa, it’s been a long time, have you missed me?
Goldrush: Not in the slightest…
Love: Well that’s a lie but I was just telling Killjoy here that tonight we only get to watch ONE of the Champions from the FSW seeing as Robbie Rayder is taking the Canadian Tour off until Night of Champions…I mean jeez the guy FINALLY wins a championship and can’t be bothered to deliver for the FSW fans? Too busy swimming with sharks in Key West to get his ass in the ring, well Prime fans don’t have to worry about nonsense that like because its champion Killjoy Ito will be in action this week in the Main Event and speaking of Main Events tonight Kyle has his work cut out for him with Melody Malone…
Goldrush: Yeah Melody…
Love: Is a real tough test and she can’t be happy about Robbie walking out of Uprising with the FSW Championship and that place in the Insanity Cage at Night of Champions…in fact the Undisputed Championship match is America’s Most Hated free and that can’t sit well with them. Good we saw Dominic and Iggy get a win at Brawl and Draco one up three of EWC’s champions so Melody has her chance to continue to AMH roll here tonight against Kyle but the funny thing is the KiltBros seems to have AMH’s number of late so it will be an interesting match…and it gives me a chance to see what Kyle is all about inside that ring…
Goldrush: Well I can tell you…
Love: That he’s a tough kid, I can see that Lisa, he’s overcome a lot in his EWC career but he’s about to step foot in a match with the very best…the elite of the EWC and he’s too worried about setting up a lunch date with all the champions, as if being our friends is more important that winning that Undisputed Championship and maybe that’s the case for him. Maybe he’s there to help out his buddy Cyrus and will play the Robin to his Batman but tonight I am looking for one thing out of Kyle…does he have HEART…clearly Robbie doesn’t, had he he would be in that ring showing why he’s the FSW Champion and not sitting back on his ass watching...
Goldrush: Now wait on second…
Love: Sorry honey, we have to get to our seats…I’m not about to risk missing a second of FSW action because you want to sweet talk me…you have my number…
Tommy smiles as he and Killjoy walk past her and head to their seats.
SINGLES MATCH
Jason Rayne
VS Stitches
Watson: Welcome back folks! Coming up next we have Jason Rayne against the former FSW Champ – Stitches.
Sydney: Two of FSW’s most villainous wrestlers. I don’t know who I should cheer for here.
Watson:Why not cheer for it to be a good match then?
Sydney: Not my style.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 250 pounds... The Viper, JASON RAYNE!
’Snake Bit’ begins to play, and the crowd boos as Jason makes his way from the entrance and down towards the ring. Jason spots one of the fans standing behind the barricade holding a ‘Jason Rayne Sucks’ poster sign, and stops to grab the sign from the fan and tear it in half, before continuing the rest of the way towards the ring.
Starr: And his opponent, from The Carnival of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds... STITCHES THE CLOWN!
'One Missed Call' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches.
DING DING DING
Jason and Stitches stare coldly at each other from across the ring as they wait for the ring bell to sound, both trying – unsuccessfully – to psyche the other out. Matt Mercer calls for the bell, and the two competitors quickly come face-to-face in the center of the ring. Jason gives Stitches some lip for a few seconds before shoving Stitches backward a step. Stitches quickly regains his footing and retaliates with a shove of his own. Jason lashes out with a punch, which Stitches quickly follows up with a punch of his own.
Watson: So far it’s been a very even match-up, with neither competitor able to come away with a quick advantage to start the match off with.
Sydney: I wouldn’t have expected it to start any other way, Tim. These two are both extremely fierce and very evenly-matched competitors.
Jason and Stitches lock up. Jason whips Stitches into the ropes, Stitches rebounds off them and comes running full speed back towards Jason. Jason sets up for a spinning side slam, but Stitches connects first with a Lethal Lariat, sending Jason down to the mat. Stitches runs to the ropes again, rebounding off of them and attempts a running leg drop, but Jason rolls out of the way just in time. Both competitors quickly climb back up on their feet and trade punches for a few seconds before locking up again. Jason catches Stitches by surprise with a head-butt, causing Stitches to relinquish his grip on Jason. Jason moves behind Stitches and takes Stitches down with a belly-to-back suplex. Jason lifts Stitches back up and attempts to set Stitches up for a Snake Buster, but Stitches quickly counters with a sharp elbow to Jason’s stomach.
Watson: Quick reflexes on Stitches part keeps the match alive!
Sydney: Jason really should have had him there.
Stitches grabs hold of Jason and slam him down to the mat with a sidewalk slam. Stitches follows up by lifting Jason to his feet by his hair and quickly executing a hair-pull back breaker, taking Jason back down to the mat. Stitches goes for the pin.
One…Two…Kick-out by Jason!
Stitches slams his fist to the mat in frustration, then quickly sets Jason up for a Boston Crab. Matt Mercer gets into position to see if Jason will tap out. Jason shakes his head ‘no’, and starts inching towards the ropes. Once close enough, Jason lunges towards the ropes, grabbing hold of them. Matt Mercer instructs Stitches to release his hold. Stitches keeps the hold on Jason until Matt Mercer reaches the count of three, then reluctantly complies. Stitches backs up and sets up for another Lethal Lariat. Jason starts to stand up again, notices Stitches charging towards him, drops prone, and rolls under the ropes to the outside. Matt Mercer isn’t able to move out of Stitches way in time and is accidentally ran into by the charging Stitches, knocking Matt Mercer to the mat.
Watson: Matt Mercer is out cold! This can’t be good!
Sydney: Here we go again, folks! Jason is back where he is his most dangerous!
Jason reaches under the ring and pulls out a paper sack as Stitches steps through the ring ropes to the outside. Jason gets back to his feet and backs toward the barricade, keeping his eyes on Stitches. Jason reaches into the paper sack, pulls out a white-face clown Halloween mask, and pulls it over his head. A brief look of shock comes over Stitches, however Stitches quickly regains his composure. Stitches reaches Jason, yanks the mask off Jason’s face, and throws it into the nearby audience. The two begin trading blows. Matt Mercer is back up on his feet, and starts the count.
One
Stitches executes a running neckbreaker on Jason
Two… Three
Stitches stomps on Jason a couple times before Jason makes It back on his feet.
Four
Jason executes a half-nelson backbreaker on Stitches.
Five
Jason walks to ringside, reaches under the ring, and pulls out a folded steel chair.
Six
Stitches races over and lands a Lethal Lariat on Jason, knocking him to the floor.
Seven
Stitches picks Jason up and shoves him under the ropes, back inside the ring.
Eight
Stitches slides inside the ring. He immediately locks Jason in a Carnival Pretzel. Matt Mercer asks Jason if he wants to submit. Jason winces and shakes his head ‘no.’ Thirty seconds pass; Jason still refuses to submit. Thirty more seconds pass, and Jason goes limp. Matt Mercer lifts Jason’s limp wrist once…twice..three times. Matt Mercer calls for the bell. Stitches doesn’t let go. Matt Mercer does what he can to persuade Stitches to let go of Jason. Twenty seconds later, Stitches finally releases his hold on Jason.
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via knockout... STITCHES!
Watson: Stitches pulling through with a rebound win here on FSW tonight. That has got to feel good for Stitches.
Sydney: Hey, as long as a heel won, that’s what matters most, right?
Watson: They were both heels in that match, Cid.
Sydney: I know! What better match could anyone have asked for? It was a win-win, in my book!
Watson: In any case, we have to go to s short break, folks. We will be back in just a few minutes with tonight’s main event. Stay tuned!
Before the camera gets a chance to cut to commercial, it cuts backstage where General Manager Chris Brock is sitting in front of his desk.
Brock: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight has already been incredible and we still have our main event left to go!
The crowd cheers in the background.
Brock: There is a lot to unpack after the first few matches and I want to address a few of them. First off, there is obviously some animosity between FUED and America's Most Hated, specifically the self proclaimed King and Queen of EWC. So here are the facts. While I agree that Damage, Inc. should get another opportunity at the EWC Tag Team Champions ReBelle, I also can't deny the fact that The Aristocrats also have proved their worth as well. So what do we do about this? Well... As Melody Malone so eloquently pointed out, all four of them are free on August 26th... So I've been on the phone making this official... At Night of Champions, it will be Damage, Inc. Vs. The Aristocrats in a tag team match for the #1 contendership to the EWC Tag Team titles.
The crowd erupts at this news.
Brock: Also, we have to take care of some business at home as well. Stitches successfully defended the FSW title against Melody Malone in May on FSW and therefore is entitled to a rematch. That rematch will happen on the very next episode of Future Stars after Night of Champions UNLESS Robbie Rayder is the Undisputed Champion, in which case it will happen at the following FSW!
The crowd begins an "F-S-DUB!" chant..
Brock: And then there is the the Newly ressurected North American championship. At UPRISING, Wes won a future title opportunity by winning the USS KIDD Invitational. He then, however, lost to Mercenary tonight. I think that gives Mercenary a legitimate claim to being the #1 contender to the North American title as well. So we're going to add another FSW match to Night of Champions. Wes Walker Versus Mercenary part two will happen at Night of Champions and the winner will become the absolute number one contender to the North American title! And with that, we will be right back with Melody Malone versus Kyle Gautier!
The camera fades to...
NON-TITLE MATCH
Melody Malone
VS Kyle Gautier
Watson: Let me ask you all a question... are you ready to see our NEW North American champion in action? Of course you are... Kyle Gautier versus Melody Malone, of course it’s main event time.
Sydney: I’m more excited to see Melody Malone to be honest.
Watson: I thought you might be. Listen this’ll be a tough match up, Melody came so close to becoming the FSW champion at Uprising so she’ll be looking to prove a point here.
The fans are expecting to hear Melody Malone’s entrance music, instead, The Jaws theme hits, a sea of boos drown the arena. A few seconds later, a man wearing Viking helmet and garments appears on the stage. As the music stops, the Viking blows into the horn for an absurd amount of time. When it finally ends, the Zelda theme begins to blast throughout the arena. Draco Lazarus is carried out on a Golden Throne, adorning his Golden Robe, the King of EWC Television Crown prominently gleaming in the spotlight. Four burly men with thick beards, wearing various furs carry Draco to the ring. When they get to the ring, Draco stands up, pushes down with all his might, and leaps onto the ring. The burly men let out grunts of pain as Draco may have ripped a few of their muscles. Draco pauses on the apron, swings around to make sure everyone sees his smug smirk. He holds his crown as he slips through the ropes. The ring announcer is about to introduce him, but Draco rips it from their hand then “shoo’s” them away. He hands the mic to Luna, dressed in gold silks, sporting serpent jewelry around her neck and wrists.
Luna:He is Draco of House Lazarus. First of his name. Breaker of Chains, Bringer of Nightmares, Ruiner of Careers, Winner and Defender of Titles, The One True Most Hated King of EWC Television.
The fans fill the arena with Boos and Jeers. The newly crowned King of EWC Television circles the ring, one hand on the crown, the other raising his cane, pointing at the audience. Finally he stops in the corner, leans down, Luna takes his Crown and puts it on the pillow held by the little person in Zelda gear, paid solely to hold the pillow and the crown. Draco takes a seat at the end of the announce table, next to Cid Sydney. He looks the announcers over then scoffs.
Sydney: What are you doing here Draco?
King of EWC Television: Why do you think? To cheer on my Queen. And to make sure Rebelle doesn’t try to ruin her moment like they did mine.
Watson: Rumors are swirling that you not being booked is another Draco tantrum. Care to address?
King of EWC Television: How dare you. They tried to keep me away by not booking me. They are scared I will retaliate and end Kyle’s reign before it even begins.
Sydney: So you’re not going to lay hand on the North American champion? Cause his fellow KILTBRO Cyrus Black is sitting in the front row... we don’t want chaos breaking out here! Or do we...
The camera pans to the front row where we see the International champion Cyrus Black eating popcorn and chatting to fans.
King of EWC Television: Pffttt I carried Cyrus Monday night on BRAWL, he owes me one. Anyway I am here to watch my Queen prove she doesn’t need a title to be royalty
Watson: We’ll see about that.
The lights dim down, eventually leaving the arena in darkness. A low rumble comes over the PA system, as white noise that sounds almost like bad vinyl slowly starts to get louder and louder.
You make me vicious
Watch as I make the pain my mistress
You can call me Miss Malicious
I'll dress you up in stitches
No, I can not resist this
Smoke billows across the stage as the lights slowly start coming back to life and Melody Malone slowly saunters her way out from backstage. She's clad in a long jacket that is just barely buttoned at the midriff but still exposes a leather harness-looking outfit.
If it don't hurt I get suspicious
I like to take the knife and twist it
Yeah my love is sacrilegious
I'm not scared to admit it
This violence is delicious
As the music hits its crescendo Melody throws her head back and outstretches her arms, prompting pyro to shoot out in a 'V' behind her.
Starr: Introducing first... from San Diego, California.. weighing in at 136 pounds... she is the siren of scorn, Melody MALONE!
What doesn't kill me
Makes me vicious
I'm not gonna break
I can take all that you can give
This is survival
Of the sickest
I am not afraid, bring the pain
Melody continues down the ramp toward the ring, ignoring the fans ringside with a half sneer. She climbs up onto the apron, stepping in between the bottom two ropes before she takes her place in the center of the ring. She pulls the jacket open, revealing her leather halter harness. She removes the jacket and tosses it off to the side, adjusting the fingerless gloves on her hands as she takes a step back from the center of the ring and awaits her opposition.
Starr: And her opponent, From Mobile, Alabama, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION... Kyle GAUTIER!
Purple lights bathe the entrance ramp. As 'The Man' starts to play, a bit of fog billows out from backstage. Gautier follows it out, the North American Championship around his waist, as he waves at the dog with his hands. He sees the crowd and starts for the ring with a smirky look on his face, giving a bunch of high-fives but missing out on the down-lows, mostly because he's too slow. Walking directly to the ring, he enters it by walking up the ring steps. As he gets in, he points to the crowd and covers his heart to show that's where they live before holding up the Championship to a huge cheer for the crowd.
DING DING DING
Gautier and Malone share a respectful handshake as the bells ring and then they lock up. Gautier whips Malone off of the ropes, she comes back at him Gautier throws an arm but Malone ducks underneath it. As Gautier turns to face her, Malone catches him with an Enziguri. Gautier falls to the mat stunned. Malone shows her athleticism by hitting a standing moonsault on Gautier.
King of EWC Television: That’s my girl!!
Malone climbs to the second turnbuckle and leaps off towards Gautier, lookout for a two footed diving stomp. Gautier rolls out of the way at the last second. Malone lands on her feet as Gautier pulls himself up using the ring ropes. Malone charges at him, Gautier pulls the top rope down as Malone leaps towards him sending her flying over the top rope crashing to the outside next to the announce table.
Gautier climbs out of the ring as Malone tries to get to her feet. Gautier rushes at Malone, hitting a high knee to the jaw which sends Malone backwards onto the announce table. Draco pounces to his feet and starts shouting abuse at Gautier. Gautier just smiles and gives him a friendly wave.
King of EWC Television: DON’T YOU WAVE AT ME... YOU... YOU.. AND YOUR STUPID PORN STAR MUSTACHE! FU*K OFF RON JEREMY...
Sydney and Watson calm Draco down, as he sits back in his seat and bites down on his thumb.
Watson: Ron Jeremy...
King of EWC Television: Shut up! My queen won’t lose! She’s too tough for that punk.
As Gautier pulls Malone off of the announce table she springs to life and tackles him right into the steel steps. The refs count is up to six at this point as Malone rolls into the ring. The ref continue to count Gautier out as the fans cheer his name and urge him to get to his feet. At the nine count Gautier, holding his back, pulls himself to his feet and gets into the ring.
Malone is right on Gautier as soon as he gets to his feet, she kicks him in the gut, grabbing a hold of his head she hits a springboard bulldog on him. Malone makes the pin...
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TWO... Gautier hooks Malone’s legs and pulls her over him for a small package variation as the ref counts...
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THR...Malone kicks out at the last second!Malone is on her feet first and as Gautier gets up she leaps on his shoulder and twists, hitting her hurricanrana move she calls Falling Dreams!
King of EWC Television: Yes my Queen! Get ‘em! This is your moment!
Malone climbs to the top rope, she waits patiently for Gautier to get to his feet. Malone leaps off of the rope hoping to hit her finisher off with there head but Gautier is switched on, he hits a high dropkick to Malone in mid air! Malone hits her head on the mat hard.
Gautier grabs a hold of Malone and locks her in his submission surfboard move Dauphin Island Transport!
Watson: The North American champion has the submission locked in good!
King of EWC Television: Get Up my Queen! You are the Siren of Scorn! He’s got nothing on you!
Malone is in serious pain as Gautier stretches her legs and arms as hard as he can, but she just won’t give up. Gautier, seeing that he’s about to snap her arms and that she won’t give up, let’s of the submission. He quickly hoists Malone up for behind, lifts her high in the air and slams her onto the mat with his Half-nelson slam DownTown! Gautier falls on top of Malone as the ref pins...
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THR...The ref stops the count, Malone has her foot on the bottom rope!
King of EWC Television: That’s what I’m talking about. The Queen proves once again she is superior to all. The one true Queen of FSW. You can’t keep her down you sash wearing pretend champion!!!
Gautier pulls Malone to her feet, she suddenly springs up grabbing his head and hitting a Double knee facebreaker! Draco jumps to his feet, beating his chest.
King of EWC Television: That’s my girl! END HIM MY QUEEN!
Malone throws her arm over Gautiers chest for the pin....
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THR.... Gautier gets shoulder up at the last second. Both Malone and Gautier are sprawled out on the mat, breathing hard as the fans give them a standing ovation.
Sydney: Wow! Got to give it to both Kyle Gautier and Melody Malone, they have gave it there all tonight and the entire arena is on its feets applauding there efforts.
Malone and Gautier crawl to either side of the ring and pull there selves up using the ropes. Both of them stare at each other for a moment. A smile spreads across Malone’s face and Gautier smiles back, then they both charge at each other. Gauiter grabs a hold of Malone’s waist and lifts her up but as he does she knees him in the chest, winding him in the process. As he drops her, Malone grabs a hold of Gautiers head and plants him onto the mat with her spike DDT finisher Nightmare fuel! Malone makes the pin....
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THRE- KICKOUT BY KYLE!!!
But Kyle's leg ends up hitting the referee in the head on the kickout and he goes limp almost immediately. Draco throws the headset onto the desk, then sprints to the ring, and slides under the ropes. Kyle Gautier is ready to lock up again with Melody when he turns right into a kick to the gut from Draco. The Smug scumbag grabs Kyle and drives him down with the Golden Ticket. Draco pops up and starts yelling at Kyle.
Watson: Disgusting behavior from Draco Lazarus as usual!!
The camera picks up Draco shouting down ‘THIS IS MY CHAMPIONSHIP’ as he holds the North American championship over him. Malone tries to pull Draco away from Gautier when a huge cheer erupts around the arena as Cyrus Black jumps the barricade. Melody’s look seems to have calmed Draco down, but neither see Cyrus Black slide into the ring. Melody gets Draco to turn away, just in time to see Cyrus go for a Running Kick, instead, Draco moves, and Cyrus connects with The Blackout to Melody, who was checking on Kyle. Cyrus throws his hands on his head in shock. A new EWC official runs down to the ringside area and immediately calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Sydney: WHAT is going on here? Cyrus just smashed Melody Malone with the blackout! Draco is going to blow a fuse!
Kyle Gautier is now up, and checking on Melody Malone along with Cyrus. Draco turns to see his Queen lying motionless, Draco looks just as stunned as Cyrus. Cyrus and Gautier back away as Draco exits the ring and then grabs a chair, as he gets back into the ring Kyle Gautier has pulled Cyrus out of the ring and they are half way up the ramp as Draco bangs the chair against the mat screaming at Cyrus and Kyle to get back in the ring.
Watson: What an explosive and unexpected end to the show!! Night of Champions is going to be one hell of a show, DO NOT MISS IT! We are out of time folks, but we will see you next time on FSW!
As the camera fades Draco kneeling over Melody as he shouts explicit words towards Cyrus and Kyle who are at the top of the ramp.
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Robbie Rayder
Ace King
Queen Melody
MERCENARY
Ibuki Ito
PARAMOUNT
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Robbie Rayder
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Queen Melody
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Jason Rayne
MATCH FIVE/ MAIN EVENT
WRITER: @cyrusblack
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
The Maverick (N/S) Vs Matt Angel
WINNER(S): MATT ANGEL
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SINGLE MATCH
Mercenary Vs Wes Walker
WINNER(S): MERCENARY
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SINGLES MATCH
Gabrielle Visconty Vs Delilah Ashe
WINNER(S): GABRIELLE VISCONTY
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SINGLES MATCH
Jason Rayne Vs Stitches
WINNER(S): STITCHES
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NON-TITLE MATCH
Melody Malone Vs Kyle Gautier
WINNER(S): DRAW
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: MERCENARY & Stitches
MATCH OF THE NIGHT:Gabrielle Visconty Vs MERCENARY
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