MNB presents HARDCORE REVOLUTION 2020

[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 and Monday Night BRAWL present

HARDCORE REVOLUTION

JUNE 22ND 2020
LIVE! from the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

MNB General Manager: Jim Connors
MNB Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
MNB Announcer: Jessica Stroup
MNB Senior Referee: Paul Turner
MNB Referee: Josh Daniels
MNB Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray

"Guerrilla Radio" by Brass Against 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 #557 in Chicago.

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, Darius, Gabrielle Visconty, Kendrick Kross, Stephanie Matsuda, Bosa, "La Belicista" Isabella, and David Scott among others.

We then get a montage of how we got to Hardcore Revolution 2020:

The announcement of the International Championship being vacated, and Xavier Reid, Iggy Swango, and David Scott earning their spots to the compete for the title in a Three-Way Dance in the spirit of a Philly-based company that once proclaimed itself Extreme

The rise to power of Scorpio, winning the United States AND Undisputed Championships and declaring himself the 46th President of the United States, only for new challengers to emerge to his Oval Office...the first of whom, Darius, gets his shot tonight at the biggest prize in professional wrestling

Callie Clark and Gabrielle Visconty, each looking to bounce back from coming up just short of title contention

The rise of up and comers like Bosa, Alexander Cage, and Tank, along with the return of Rafe White and the looming threat of Axel Zane and Damian the Holy, who make their BRAWL debut in front of an audience hungry for violence

Tonight, the red brand gets a little more Extreme, a little more...H A R D C O R E

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

A wide aerial shot shows that the Wells Fargo Center is electric for Hardcore Revolution, the BRAWL-exclusive PPV spectacular! 

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

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

The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena 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, some reading: 

"LET'S GET DANGEROUS"

"VISCONTY GETS VIOLENT"

"DOWN WITH THE 46TH PRESIDENT"

"WE HOLD THIS WRESTLING TO BE SELF-EVIDENT"

"THE CURSE WILL SOON BE BROKEN"

and "THE REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED"

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

Aiello: Hello everyone, and welcome to Hardcore Revolution 2020! This is Brawl's exclusive Pay-Per-View event to kick off a big summer for the EWC, and we're coming to you LIVE from the birthplace of a Revolution, Philadelphia! I'm Joe Aiello, alongside my colleagues Max Carter and Steven Bennett, and we are excited for what's in store tonight!

Carter: That's right Joe, we have seven matches lined up that put the Extreme in Extreme Wrestling Corporation, starting off with a pair of singles bouts with no disqualifications! Two men with bad intentions are making their debut on the red brand here tonight, with Damian the Unholy facing El Gran Azul after their confrontation at Gambit a couple weeks ago and Axel Zane taking on Scrappy Coco!

Bennett: Gonna be a long night at the office for Azul and Coco, lemme tell ya! After that we've got what oughta be one hell of a fight, as Tank takes on Rafe White in a match that can only won by a pinfall or knockout!

Aiello: Indeed, that's going to be hard-hitting! We've also got a bout set for two out of three falls, as Callie Clark and Gabrielle battle it out to get back into International Championship contention!

Carter: And speaking of contenders, we'll see Bosa and Alexander Cage compete in a unique contest that Connors has billed the Hunt for the Golden Ticket! This one's shrouded in mystery, but we do know that the winner will earn a future title shot and their heart's desire...whatever that means.

Bennett: Five bucks says it's a trip to the chocolate factory. Still, this is a big opportunity for both men!

Aiello: And to wrap things up, we've got two big title matches! The first is a three-way elimination match for the vacant International Championship! Xavier Reid, Iggy Swango, and David Scott have all earned their spots in this match, and one of them will leave the Wells Fargo Center with gold around their waist! And finally, in our main event of the evening, we'll see Darius take on Scorpio in a TLC Match for the Undisputed Championship!

Carter: Tables, ladders, and chairs, oh my! Will we see Darius pull off an upset tonight, or will the reign of the so-called 46th President continue?

Bennett: Long live the President, hail to the chief!

Aiello: All this and much more, as Monday Night BRAWL presents Hardcore Revolution 2020! It all starts in just a moment, as we see Damian the Unholy take on El Gran Azul!

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Click…..Click…...Click….

The cameras land on a pair of high heels walking down the hallway, panning up to reveal the former self-proclaimed Queen of the EWC…. Melody Malone. She’s wearing the DSR “Gutter Sluts” track jacket and a small tiara peeks out amongst her hair. The crowd gives a mixed reaction ringside, as Brawl’s own Bob Murray jogs into view with a microphone in hand.

Bob Murray: Melody!

She stops short, sighing before she turns to look to Murray with a half-cocked smile.

Melody Malone: Bob. To what do I owe this, completely unannounced pleasure?

Bob Murray: Well… it’s Hardcore Revolution. The premiere ‘Brawl’ brand pay-per-view. We weren’t expecting to see any Rampage talent tonight..

Malone scoffs, pointing to her jacket with a shake of her head.

Melody Malone: No Rampage talent? Does Iggy Swango just… not register on your radar? My tag team partner is here tonight, competing for the International championship. Why wouldn’t I be here?

Bob Murray: Well… I mean, the International title being what it is… it’s sort of on you that the title was vacated by the former champion Cyrus Black.

Melody’s mouth twists, trying to bite her tongue before she gathers herself.

Melody Malone: What happened to Cyrus at Wrestlefest is on me. You’re right. But what does it say about this brand, when ONE MAN…. one man, is all that holds the red brand together? What does it say about Brawl in general, when nobody could step up to the plate to carry the weight of the International championship without him? So yeah… put it on my tab. Blame me for the fact that Cyrus was injured at Wrestlefest, after a grueling match for the Undisputed championship. Blame me for the fact that Clay Byrd was released for all I care. All it’s done is reveal the ugly truth that everyone has been too blind to see.

Melody Malone: Brawl has been NOTHING without Cyrus. David Scott and Xavier Reid? They’re not fit to carry the red brand… and if they’re all that Connors has up his sleeve? Brawl is going to close tonight with no gold to show for it, because Iggy WILL be bringing that championship to Rampage.

Bob Murray: Darius is up for the Undisputed championship ton-

Melody Malone: Darius? Please, the guy who could never put away Samantha Hamilton? Darius lucked his way into a bad night against Scorpio for this championship, nothing more? Nothing less. And if you’re going to hang your last hope after Iggy wins the International title on Darius? Brawl may as well close their doors tonight and never look back. Now, if you’ll excuse me? I have a suite with my name on it that I really ought to get comfortable in.

Melody unzips her jacket, revealing a green ‘RAMPAGE’ t-shirt as Murray gawks. Malone smirks to his reaction, giving him a wink as she walks away down the hallway to a chorus of boos from ringside at the obvious jab.

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FALLOUT FROM GAMBIT!!
[SINGLES MATCH, NO DISQUALIFICATIONS]
Damian The Holy
VS El Gran Azul

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Aiello: And we start Hardcore Revolution off tonight with a match up of new comer Damian the Holy against the El Gran Azul.

Bennett: Damian's first match in the EWC and on a PPV... No stress there.

Carter: Hey, what better way to start your career here than doing it on the biggest stage?

Aiello: No matter how you look at it, this will be an interesting and probably very violent match up.

Bennett: Damian is creepy enough. No matter if the son o bitch rides in here on a skateboard, this is the opening match of Hardcore Revolution!

Stroup: The following match is a singles match with NO Disqualification. Joining us first, from somewhere in the USA, weighing in at 240 pounds ... DAMIAN THE UNHOLY!

The slow opening cords of 'Through the valley' by Shawn James begin to play as the lights in the arena dim slowly. Smoke billows out from around the entrance ramp as Damian the Holy walks slowly out of the back with his head down. He stops at the top of the ramp and slowly raises his head to stare out ominously out at the crowd through his white eyes.

He grins maniacally before he resumes his slow walk to the ring. He walks up the steps and slides into the ring as the lights suddenly come back. He roars like a madman in the center of the ring, tossing his arms out to his side as he turns around before walking over to his corner and waits for Axel Zane.

Stroup: And his opponent, from Mexicali, weighing in at 325 pounds ... EL GRAN AZUUUUL!

"La Bamba" by Richie Valens starts to play through the arena as El Gran Azul walks out from the back. He stands on the top of the entrance ramp and looks out over the crowd in attendance tonight. Once he scans over the fans in the entire arena he makes his way down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope.

Aiello: Both men are in the ring and ready to go.

Carter: Well folks, this is Hardcore Revolution – let's get this show rolling!

DING DING DING

The bell sounds and Damian runs across the ring and shoulder charges El Gran Azul, knocking him on his butt in the corner. Damian roars down at Azul as he stands over him. Azul leg sweeps Damian to the mat as he quickly rolls under the bottom ropes. As Damian starts to get to his feet Azul grabs him by the head and runs it down the top rope. Damian staggers away holding his face and Azul follows him with a slingshot clothesline. Azul rolls up quickly to his feet and plays to the crowd, who cheers for the Great Bluchador as he goes for the cover, but only gets a quick one count before Damian kicks out. Azul climbs back to his feet, pulling Damian back to his feet...but Damian headbutts him before tackling him to the mat. Damian postures up and starts unloading huge right hands that stuns Azul, forcing him to cover up. Damian slips back and up to his feet as Azul tries for another foot sweep only to have Damian leap over it and land square on Azul's chest with both knees.

Bennett: The tables have turned! Damian caught Azul when he was a little overconfident and is now making him pay.

Aiello: I think Azul felt he had this match under control a little too early.

Bennett: At the rate Azul is going now he could be coughing up a lung by the end of the match. Damn! A jumping double knee to the chest!

Carter: No DQ rules and Damian is most likely going to take full advantage of it.

Damian stands back up and drops a knee to Azul's head as he tries to roll away. Damian gets back to his feet and yanks Azul up and into a powerbomb. Azul is rolling on the mat in pain as Damian slides out of the ring and shoves the timekeeper out of his chair. Damian grabs the chair and slides back into the ring. Azul is just starting to get to his feet when Damian blasts him over the back of the head with the chair. Azul crumbles to the mat holding the top of his head as Damian stand over him laughing. Damian takes the edge of the chair and drives it into Azul's lower back twice. Damian taunts Azul as he gets back to his feet, the Unholy One chuckling before blasting Azul in the skull with the chair, sending Azul down hard as Damian stalks him. Damian picks Azul up, throwing him out of the ring before heading over to the turnbuckle and dropping a double ax handle to the back of Azul. Azul is starting to get up as Damian steps in and delivers a picture perfect flatliner into the steel steps.

Damian drags Azul back into the ring, covering the beloved luchador...but only gets a two count before lifting Azul's shoulder off the canvas. Damian whips Azul into the ropes and chases him in with a lariat right as he comes off the ropes. Azul flips over the top rope and to the arena floor. Damian dashes to the opposite side of the ring and comes running back to baseball slide under the bottom ropes, kicking Azul in the side of the head and sending him slamming into the barricade. Damian gets to his feet laughing as he walks over and pulls Azul up and into a crucifix powerbomb driving Azul's lower back into the barricade.

Carter: Crucifix Powerbomb right onto the barricade! If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's trying to cripple him!

Aiello: Smart game plan and Damian is sticking to it. He is showing no signs of letting up on the Great Bluchador tonight.

Bennett: Damian has proven himself to be one mean son o bitch tonight.

Carter: The big question is can Azul figure out a way to pull this off?

Aiello: I wouldn't count Azul out just yet.

Damian gets to his feet and laughs as Azul writhes in pain, clutching at his lower back. Damian pulls him to his feet and drags him towards the steel stairs. Azul reverses it at the last moment and send Damian head first into the stairs with a loud crash. Damian flops over onto his back as spurt of blood jets from his busted open forehead.

Aiello: Oh my God!

Bennett: WOOOOO! Welcome to Hardcore Revolution! I think that fan over there just puked... they should have stayed home and watched re-runs of Friends if they were a little squeamish at the sight of blood.

Carter: Azul turning the tables quickly on Damian. But Azul isn't out of danger just yet. He is still holding his back.

Azul staggers over to Damian and drags him up to his feet. He fires a few short rights to Damian's forehead to keep the blood flowing before dragging him towards the announcers table.

Bennett: Aw dammit!

Azul grabs a handful of Damian's hair and slams him face first into the announcers table. Damian staggers back and into Azul, who lifts him up for a powerbomb...but the back pain is too much, and Damien sends him up and over with a big back body drop that sends Azul crashing through the table instead. The announcers scatter as Azul grabs grabs at his back in pain, the toll of the move playing havoc on the already injured back. Damian suddenly grabs a monitor out of the remains of the announcers table and slams it into Azul's knee, a crimson mask of blood highlighting Damian's already creepy white eyes. 

Aiello: I guess we should of expected this.

Bennett: Hell yeah! I'm just pissed they spilled my beer. I think Carter's mic isn't working? HAHAHA! What a way to start the show!

Damian stands back up and pulls a limp Azul back to his feet. Damian drags Azul forward a few steps and into a sitout bulldog on the arena floor. Damian sits on his butt a second as he looks around at the fans coming unglued. He smiles darkly as he gets to his feet and drags Azul to his feet to whip him into the ring post. Azul drops to his knees as we see blood starting to peek through Azul's mask. Damian roars like a beast as he stalks in and pulls Azul back to his feet and into an eye gouge from Azul. Damian howls in pain as he staggers away from Azul, clutching at his eyes. Azul is in serious pain as he rolls himself back into the ring. He lays on his stomach a few seconds as he is trying to catch his breath. Damian blinks his eyes a few times before he turns and sees Azul in the ring. He stalks back over and rolls under the bottom rope.

Aiello: An eye rake from Azul buys him a few moments, but will it be enough time to recover?

Bennett: Both of these two have show each other no quarter tonight. What you think Max?

Carter: *Static and popping* you probably thin *more popping and static* mic repaired.

Bennett: I totally agree, Max... I do deserve a raise.

Damian rolls up to his knees as Azul notices Damian is back in the ring, and rolls away as Damian gets to his feet. Azul starts to use the ropes to get to his feet as Damian charges in with a running drop kick that Azul dodges by falling onto his back and yanking the middle rope down. Damian bounces off the ropes and tumbles out of the ring awkwardly. Azul struggles to his feet and slingshot planchas out of the ring and creams Damian. Both men are bleeding and laying on their backs on the arena floor, their chests heaving as they try to fight off the exhaustion of the match. Damian starts to get to his feet and he grabs the apron and starts to use it to pull himself up. Azul rolls away and over to the barricade and starts to stand up. Damian grabs the steel stairs and yanks them up and into the air as he turns around and starts to walk towards Azul. Azul's eyes about pop out of his mask as he looks up and sees Damian walking toward him with those stairs hoisted up in the air and a diabolical grin on his face.

Damian throws the stairs down on Axel, who drops to the canvas with a thud. Damian picks up Azul, setting him up for the tombstone piledriver! That's gotta be it as Damian goes for the cover!

1...

2...

3!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall - DAAAAMIAAAAN!!!

Aiello: Holy shit! Damian secures the win on his debut!

Bennett: What a way to open the night! Blood, destruction, and violence! What do you think Max?

Carter: Is this working now?

Bennett: Aw crap... There goes all my fun.

Carter: Wow! What a match! These two poured their heart and souls out here for the opening match. I sure hope this is just the tip of the iceberg for what we can expect for the rest of the night!

Aiello: Agreed, this night started out just as violent as one would expect! In just a moment we're going to see another red brand debut, as Axel Zane takes on Scrappy Coco!

We cut to...

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We cut backstage, where we see a production assistant talking to the General Manager of Brawl, Jim Connors, when there's a harsh knock at the door. Before Jim can respond, the Premium Posse barge on into the office. Jamie Matthews is the more vocal of the pair, as he starts spouting off.

Matthews: Mr. Connors, what's up? We were wondering why we're not competing tonight, and frankly we're getting a bit impatient.

Connors starts to respond, but the Southern Express enter in at just the right moment. Things quickly devolve into a shouting contest between the two teams, before Connors angrily interjects.

Connors: Listen, all of you! Jamie, I simply didn't have another team for you to fight tonight.

The two teams stare each other down as Connors continues.

Connors: And before you even suggest it, you four already competed twice within the past two weeks. I'm not subjecting these fans to a match they've already seen, so y'all need to calm down and get to stepping. Out!

Connors points to the door, and the two teams reluctantly make their exit. Before Matthews can leave, Connors gives a shout.

Connors: Oh, and Jamie? Just for your information, I don't have to put up with this kind of behavior from you. You can either rethink your attitude, or you can take your leave from the red brand. I'm sure the indy circuit would love to have you.

This frustrates Matthews, who eventually thinks better of it before leaving. Connors turns his attention back to the assistant, continuing his prior conversation as we head back to ringside for the next match!

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[MNB]

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A PREDATOR SEEKS HIS PREY!!
[SINGLES MATCH, NO DISQUALIFICATIONS]
Axel Zane
VS Scrappy Coco

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Aiello: Welcome back to ringside where our next match is coming right at you. return to ringside where our next match is about to begin. Axel Zane VS Scrappy Coco in a Singles Match with No Disqualifications.

Bennett: Yeah, we have Axel Zane facing off against a man who sounds like a cartoon dog rip off Scrappy Coco.

Carter: Really Bennett, a cartoon dog? Anyways folks this is a No Disqualification match. Anything and everything is allowed in this shindig. Let’s get down to the ring for the introductions!

Stroup: The following match is a Singles, No Disqualification Match! Joining us first, from Austin Texas, weighing in at 250 pounds, the Apex Predator AXEL ZANE!

The lights inside the arena dim a bit, as 'Voices' by Rev Theory hits loud over the p.a system. The fans all turn their attention towards the entrance ramp, and in that moment, Axel Zane slowly stalks out from the back with his chin almost posed to the sky. His walk is slow but with a purpose. The fans give him a mixed reaction filled with mostly boos, but Axel pays no mind to the reaction from the crowd. Their opinions don't matter to him at this moment. Axel does not slap hands or even acknowledge a single fan as he heads down towards the ring. Once Axel reaches the bottom of the ramp way, he steps forward and slides into the ring, under the bottom rope, sliding slowly and with a sinister look upon his face as if he was a Viper moving about. Axel then rises to his feet, and heads for the bottom right turnbuckle, where he climbs up to the top turnbuckle. There, Axel arches his back, and raises his arms out wide, his chin tilted to the skies, as he constructs his signature and iconic pose. Axel then slowly gets down from the turnbuckle, and paces for a moment, before leaning in the top right corner with a smirk on his face as he awaits the unlucky man about to step into the ring with him.

Stroup: And his opponent, from the nearby alley, weighing in at 220 pounds ... SCRAPPY COCO!

Scrappy Coco walks out to a 'Cat Scratch Fever' and makes his way down to the ring.

DING DING DING

The bell rings and both competitors size each other up in their sights. This only lasts a moment before Zane lunges forward trying to wrap up with Scrappy but he is quick to shoot under Zane. Zane spins to face Scrappy, who is now laughing. Zane quickly dispatches a boot to Scrappy’s mid section folding him over with a loud gasp for air. Zane continues with repeated strikes to Scrappy’s head eventually causing him to fall to the mat stunned. Scrappy slowly begins to climb to his feet but Zane connects a boot to the head knocking him down. Scrappy doesn’t seem to be making an effort to get up on his feet so Zane rolls out of the ring and walks over to pick up a chair. As he turns back to the ring that’s when he sees it, Scrappy Coco is in mid air and crashes down onto Zane. Both men are on the ground breathing heavily. Scrappy makes it up to a knee and grabs the chair. He tosses it into the center of the ring and then pulls Zane to his feet. With a snap Scrappy whips Zane into the stairs with a loud crash that can be heard over the crowd.


Aiello: Oh wow, my ears are ringing from that.

Bennett: You sure it’s not because of your age?

Carter: Settle down guys, this is getting good.

Scrappy has Zane up against the apron and cuts him across the chest with a loud chop. Zane stumbles over and Scrappy shakes the sting away from his hand. Scrappy grabs Zane by the back of the head and attempts to slam him face first into the turnbuckle but Zane blocks it and throws Scrappy into the barricade fence. Zane charges and connects a knee to the face, followed by another for good measure. Scrappy is pulled up to his feet and Zane tosses him onto the ring apron. Zane rolls into the ring and gets to his feet. He grabs the top rope with both hands and begins to pummel Scrappy with foot stomps, a twisted smirk on his face. He drags Scrappy to the center of the ring and goes for a pin but only gets a two count. Frustrated, Zane gets to his feet and pulls Scrappy up as well. He grabs Scrappy and spins him around, driving his knee right against the head of Coco!



Aiello: IT’S THE RIPCORD KNEE!

Zane goes for a cover. 1..2.. KICK OUT! Zane sits up and looks back at Scrappy. He slowly climbs to his feet and grabs Scrappy. Scrappy begins fighting back with a flurry of punches but it has no effect on Zane. Scrappy is launched into the corner and is met with a spear from Zane into the corner. Zane picks Scrappy up and sets him up on the top topes. He climbs the ropes and pummels Scrappy in the face. Zane locks Scrappy’s head under his arm and attempts to suplex him but Scrappy blocks it and connects some strikes to Zanes ribs. Zane walls onto his back on the mat and Scrappy stands up and stretches his arms to the sky. Scrappy performs a shooting star press and connects perfectly on Zane. Both men are now on the mat holding their ribs.

Scrappy makes his way back to his feet and pulls Zane up to his knees. Scrappy nails various punches and knee strikes on Zane. Zane falls face first down to the mat. Scrappy climbs the top ropes but Zane is quick to his feet and as Scrappy turns around Zane nails him with Swift Darkness off the top ropes. He goes for the cover. 1..2..3..!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... AXEL ZANE!

Zane climbs to a knee and looks down at Scrappy. He blows the snot from his nose over Scrappy and then makes his way backstage.

Aiello: Axel Zane meant business tonight, who else will fall prey to the Predator?

We cut to...

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A camera pans to an isolated back room with a random figure standing in a partially lighted corner. The figure has a generic black hoodie on and black jeans covering up any kind of identification marks. The figures chest comes in then out as he takes a breath.

Unknown Person: It’s been awhile since I’ve seen the EWC universe. It’s been awhile since I’ve heard the crowd.

The random man walks from the corner and leans up against one of the walls as the dim light follows him. He sticks his legs out a bit so he can brace himself.

Unknown Person: I’ve paid attention though since I’ve had to leave. I’ve seen championships change hands. Seen people come and go and quarrels between people.

The unknown person takes their hoodie of their head but keeps their head down not revealing who they are though it seems to be coming clearer.

Unknown Person: I got to say, I’ve missed being here.

The unknown person raises his head up and it’s revealed to be Kendrick Kross. A man that has been out for months.

Kendrick Kross: I’m back. And things aren’t going to be how they were.

Kendrick lets out a small chuckle as he eyes the camera. He keeps his position leaning up against the wall but crosses his arms and lets a smirk cross his face.

Kendrick Kross: Some may wonder where I went, some may not care. But for those who do I’ll just say I’ve been out due to an injury that’s been undisclosed and it’s staying that way. I don’t need or want people knowing where they can target. Makes me vulnerable and I’ll be damn if I come back and become vulnerable.

Kendrick lets out a small smirk as his cold eyes pierce through the camera.

Kendrick Kross: I have my eyes on plenty of things, not just titles but people as well. There’s things I want to go after and things I need to atone for. I’m not coming back the same man, I’m not coming back some weird and lost person. All of you can kiss my ass if you think I am just going to bow down. The GMs can do the same if they think I’m going to just sit and wait in line for anything and I won’t be waiting to name targets either.

Kendrick lets a smirk cross his face as he runs multiple things through his head and readjusts himself on the wall.

Kendrick Kross: Time to stop holding back and go right at people. Sanders and Malone are two of my targets I plan to go after and atone for past failures. This return isn’t going to just be a blow of smoke or anything.

Kendrick slams his hand against the wall and keeps his piercing eyes straight forward.

Kendrick Kross: I may not be booked tonight but the next Brawl begins the revolution, the change. Next Brawl is mine.

Kendrick smirks and walks past the camera as he puts his hand on it and pushes it away breaking it and going to fuzz then black.

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[MNB]

We find ourselves in the office of Jim Connors, the Brawl GM finishing a seemingly important conversation with his assistant.

Connors: Okay, now I need you to do me a favor and ask them to come to my office. I have an opportunity for the two of them, but I need them to see me ASAP if they want in. You got it?

The assistant nods before exiting the office, allowing the GM to get back to his desk where he makes a quick call.

Connors: Hey there, how's everything with the Golden Ticket? Wonderful! I reckon Bosa and Cage should be there soon. Can't wait to see how things go!

Connors ends the call, a big smile on his face as we cut back to ringside...

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GAINING MOMENTUM!!
[SINGLES MATCH, WIN VIA PINFALL OR KO ONLY]
Tank
VS Rafe White

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Aiello: I'm very curious as to what that was all about, but now it's time for a very unique match up!

Bennett: Tank vs. White in a … no submission match? Do they just beat each other up til one is pinned or knocked out?

Carter: That is correct, which doesn't bode well for Rafe White, who favors submission matches!

Stroup: The following match is set for one fall! The only way to win this match is via pinfall or KO! Introducing first, from Reading, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 200 lbs, he is God's Right Hand Man … RAFE WHITE!

"Everybody's Fool" hits as Rafe White makes his way from the back, his bible held close to his chest as he looks around the arena. He then walks down the ramp, giving a pleasant nod to a few of the audience members before climbing into the ring and waiting in the corner.

Aiello: I think he sleeps with that bible!

Bennett: You would too if you were the big man's sidekick!

Stroup: And his opponent, from Portland, Maine, weighing in at 335 lbs … TANK!

As "Limitless" hits, Tank walks out from behind the curtain and slowly makes his way down the ramp. The loud thud of his size 14 shoe vibrates the arena as everyone is reminded of why he is called Tank. He steps over the top rope and goes to each section of the ring and shakes it.

Bennett: How is Rafe gonna beat this guy!?

Carter: Size isn't everything, Rafe is very talented and can find a way!

DING DING DING

The bell sounds and Tank charges at Rafe, taking him down with a stiff shoulder tackle that sends him flying across the ring and to the mat. Rafe pulls himself to the corner and gets to his feet, but Tank lunges forward and nails Rafe in the head with a spinning bicycle kick! Rafe drops to the mat stunned, slowly rolling away from the turnbuckle in an attempt to get away, but Tank wastes no time, climbing onto the middle rope and then leaping from it with a frog splash … But Rafe rolls out of the ring at the last second! Tank lands on his chest hard, knocking the wind from his lungs, so Rafe takes advantage of the situation by mounting over the big man's back to lock in a camel clutch!

Aiello: Well that won't do any good, no submission victories!

Carter: He could pass out from the pain! Which counts!

Rafe locks the hold in tight, pulling back for all he is worth, but Tank stands with Rafe on his back and then slams him into the turnbuckle! Rafe holds on tight, but Tank drives him into it again, breaking the hold! Tank turns to face Rafe but Rafe is quick to deliver a stiff chop to the chest! Tank powers through the pain, so Rafe delivers another chop...and another...and another, until Tank kicks him in the gut and then hoists him up for a suplex, holding him for a few moments, the crowd counting the seconds of hangtime before slamming him down hard and hooking the legs!

One!

Two!

Kickout! Rafe kicks out before three and rolls out of the ring! Rafe starts to circle around the ring, catching his breath, while Tank exits the other side. Tank runs around the ring and looks to deliver a running knee to Rafe, but Rafe leaps up onto the stairs and strikes Tank with a shining wizard! Tank falls and lands face first onto the steps, seemingly unconscious, so the referee checks to see if he is up...

The referee raises Tanks hand and lets it fall. It hits the floor!

He raises it again and it falls to the floor again!

He then raises and drops it once more, but Tank holds his hand up, proving he is able to compete! Rafe wastes little time as he climbs onto the apron and then leaps off, looking to crush Tank's head between the stairs and his foot, but Tank leaps up and catches Rafe mid air! The crowd is amazed, and so is the commentary team!

Bennett: Holy sh-

Carter: He has him in the perfect position for a Spirit Bomb!

Tank raises Rafe high up into the air, spins him around, and plants him through an announcers table with the Spirit Bomb! Rafe lays in the wreckage holding the back of his neck, but Tank gives him no time to recover! Tank picks Rafe up and throws him under the rope and into the ring, then follows in behind him. Tank picks Rafe up to his feet, but Rafe drives his elbow into Tank's temple, dazing the big man! Tank stumbles back toward the turnbuckle, leading to Rafe driving a stiff big boot into the corner! Tank starts to fall, but Rafe catches him on the way down, locking in the Forgiveness submission hold when he hits the man!

Tank struggles and fights to break the hold, but Rafe locks the pressure tight! The more Tank struggles, the less and less he moves, until his eyes slowly shut and the struggling stops! The referee lifts his hand …

It hits the mat!

He lifts it again … and it hits again!

He then raises it one final time … For a moment, he seems that Tank stopped his hand, but then it hits the mat!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner via KO … RAFE WHITE!!

Aiello: Wow! Rafe White knocked the big man out!

Bennett: He'll be feeling that in the morning.

Carter: A big win for Rafe White here tonight and an excellent boost of momentum!

Aiello: What a match, Tank really gave it his all but Rafe came out on top tonight. Folks, we're just moments away from a match with plenty of significance on its own as Callie Clark takes on Gabrielle Visconty!

We cut to...

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The Mac-Tron lights up to show Gabrielle Visconty sitting in a chair in her locker room, flipping through her Twitter feed on her phone. She is dressed in her wrestling gear and appears to be relaxing before her upcoming match. A soft knock on the door is followed by an EWC staff member opening the door. Gabi looks up from the phone with a questioning look as the staff member looks nervously at her.

Staff: Gabi, I was sent down here by Mr. Connors to tell you that Tommy Love has been admitted into the building tonight due to the fact th...

Gabi's questioning look changes quickly to fury as leaps up out of the chair and drops her phone, causing the staff member to startle and stop talking. She points a demanding finger at the staff member as she starts yelling.

Gabi: How?! What in the fu...

Gabi pauses before dropping the F bomb and there is a little internal struggle. Maybe Candy was starting to rub off on her?

Gabi: What in the fresh hell is going on?! Tommy is supposed to be banned from all Brawl events due to him blackmailing me and generally ruining my life! The last thing I need tonight is Tommy creeping around backstage!

The staff member smiles nervously at Gabi's outburst, knowing good and well the amount of hate she has for Tommy Love.

Staff: He is managing Xavier Reid now, so technically he can't be banned now that he has a client on Brawl.

Gabi flops back down in the chair and holds her head in her hands for a moment. The staff member is unsure what to do as he stands in the door for a couple seconds. Gabi mumbles something under her breath as she shakes her head.

Gabi: Great. Just freakin' great... Xavier Reed now has Tommy in his corner... all this and he is going after the International title tonight. He wins it and he is going to have Tommy telling him everything about my training and moves. How could this get any worse?

The staff member finally clears his throat before he speaks, trying to get Gabi's attention.

Staff: Well, he is being banned from being within a certain distance from you... kind of like a restraining order, I think. If he violates it he will most likely continue to be banned from Brawl events. I was not privy to all of the details, just asked to deliver the message about him being allowed in the building tonight.

Gabi slowly looks up at the staff member, a hint of mischief flickers in her blue eyes.

Gabi: I will need to know all the details of Tommy's terms for being allowed back into Brawl events...

The staffer member nods with a sense of understanding, making his exit as we're left with the sight of a concerned Gabi Vee...

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[MNB]

The feed goes backstage, more specifically to the office of Jim Connors as he watches the show on a monitor with a sense of pride. He grabs a mug from his desk for a quick sip of… something when there’s a knock on his door.

Connors: Who is it?

Voice: A special delivery for you, Mr. Connors.

Connors: Well then, come in.

The door opens slowly, and there’s a mixed reaction, albeit increasingly positive, as Ace King stands in the doorway, a velour bag in one hand, his Tag Team Championship around his waist, and the newly-restored original X-Division Championship over his shoulder. ‘The Gambler’ is still in obvious discomfort following his successful defense against Stitches a few nights ago, shifting his weight awkwardly in the doorway.

King: I believe I have something you’ve requested back.

Connors: Well, if it isn’t one of the longtime Friday Night Rampage stalwarts himself. Please, have a seat.

Connors beckons Ace into the office, and the dual Champion follows his lead, taking the chair across from Connors as he sets the velour bag containing the temporary X-Division Championship down on the desk.

King: As requested, there’s the other championship, hand-delivered. I heard you mention auctioning it off… Could it go to the same group my fines went to? I’d really like to see them get more support.

Connors: Sure, why not? It seems like your heart has been in the right place ever since that incident-

There’s a buzz on the general manager’s phone; he silently answers the text, then sets the phone back down before returning his gaze to Ace.

Connors: You’ll have to forgive me, busy night here for us all as we showcase what Brawl is all about.

King: No shortage of talent.

Connors: Indeed not, and speaking of…

Connors’ eyes look up past Ace and out to the doorway, where a couple people slowly file in. Ace raises an eyebrow at Connors, then rises from his seat and turns, only to find himself face-to-face with BRAWL Superstars Rafe White and Axel Zane.

Connors: Tonight is a night where Brawl reaffirms its place as EWC’s premier brand by really making a statement. Now, if you’ll excuse me…

Connors rises to take his leave; Ace tries to follow him out, but White and Zane block the way. As Connors leaves the office, Kendrick Kross emerges from behind the door with a smirk on his face and locks it behind Connors. Ace’s eyes start to shift rapidly between the three men, who are slowly backing him into a corner. The dual Champion stands tall in the face of the situation, right up until his back touches the wall.

Looking around frantically, Ace realizes the severity of the situation; eventually, he hurls Connors’ office chair at the trio, but Zane gets to him on his blind side, flooring the dual Champion with a vicious European Uppercut! From there, Zane starts putting the boots to him, with White joining in. Ace tries to defend himself, clutching onto White’s leg to try and take him down, but a knee to Ace’s face snuffs out that attempt. The two men slowly pull Ace to his feet, toying with him at this point. ‘The Gambler’ does his best to push them off of him, but then Zane spins him around and drills him with a Ripcord Knee!

As people start banging on the office door behind them, Kross decides he wants in on the action. He silently motions for White and Zane to prop Ace up onto Connors’ desk. As they do so, they strip him of his championships and set them under his face. Kross looks at the X-Division Championship he once held with particular disdain before setting up a steel chair and getting his balance on it. A few seconds later, he lunges forward… TRAMP STAMP ONTO THE TITLES! Kross drives his foot into Ace’s skull as a stunned Philadelphia crowd doesn’t know how to react.

Ace slides off the table with next to no faculties, but White isn’t quite satisfied, finding the strength to get the limp Ace up on his shoulders… MESSIAH BOMB THROUGH THE OFFICE DESK! The three men make their exit, leaving us with a very much broken Gambler as we return to ringside...

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EARNING YOUR WAY BACK INTO THE TITLE PICTURE!!
[TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH]
Callie Clark
VS Gabrielle Visconty

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We return to ringside and onto the announcer team of Joe Aiello, Steve Bennett and Max Carter, stunned by what they've just witnessed.

Aiello: What the hell's gotten over Jim Connors? He just had Axel Zane, Rafe White, and Kendrick Kross attack the X-Division Champion!

Carter: I can't believe it, I always thought Jim Connors was the nicest guy in this company!

Bennett: Bah gawd, Connors finally grew a spine tonight! All's fair in love and brand warfare, gentlemen!

Aiello: Folks, I'm really not sure what's going on there but I do know this...at Brawl #557 Iggy Swango and David Scott won their right to challenge for the International Championship later tonight by defeating Callie Clark and Gabrielle Visconty in two very competitive matches and our GM wanted to reward them both for two incredible matches...

Bennett: Not being fired should be their reward, I swear we live in the softest society ever where two people that lost are still getting their trophies and a second chance to ‘get into the hunt...

Carter: These two ladies earned their right to be in the mix for the International Championship match here tonight at Hardcore Revolution, sure they came up short but it doesn’t mean they are now out of the hunt…

Bennett: That’s what losing does Max, it separates the elite from the pretenders…

Aiello: Callie and Gabi are not pretenders and the winner of this match is right back in contention for the International Championship and whoever walks out later tonight with the championship...

Stroup: The following match is a ‘Earning Your Way Back Into The Title Picture’ 2 out of 3 Falls Match. Joining us first, from New York, weighing in at 115 pounds ... CALLIE CLARK!

Off With Her Head hits and Callie Clark struts out onto the stage after letting the music play for a few seconds, and strikes a pose on the stage, showing off her Scarlet Witch cosplay as pyro goes off behind her. She walks down the ramp, taking time to high five a couple fans along the way before taking a running start and jumping onto the ring apron, posing again on the apron. She steps through the ropes and walks to the middle of the ring, striking one final pose while shooting a wink to the camera then goes to her corner as the music cuts.

Stroup: And her opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing in at 116 pounds ... GABRIELLE VISCONTY!

The lights dim as a single spot light shines on the entrance. In This Moment's 'Oh Lord' begins to play as the Mac-Tron lights up to display the lyrics.

'Oh Lord won't you save me 

Save me from yourself

Oh Lord won’t you forgive me

For I have lost control’

Gabrielle Visconty walks out of the back and stops at the top of the ramp. Her blue eyes scan over the area as the fans welcome Gabi Vee with cheers. A huge grin spreads across her face as she walks down the ramp and towards the ring. The lyrics continue to follow along on the Mac-Tron.

‘Oh Lord won’t you tell me

Am I righteous or the damned

Oh Lord won’t you please hear me

Do I obey or do I command?’

Gabi slaps hands and interacts with the crowd before she slides under the bottom rope and into the ring.

Aiello: There is so much up for grabs here tonight for these two and by the looks on their faces they know it.

DING DING DING

The bell rings and Callie and Gabi begin to circle, neither of them looking to rush in and make a mistake, the tie up in the center of the ring and Gabi spins quickly and locks Callie in a headlock. Callie looks for a way out but Gabi wrenches on the head and neck. Callie back herself up towards the ropes but instead of looking for a rope break takes a running start and is able to push Gabi off her and sends Gabi into the ropes, Callie looks for a clothesline but Gabi is able to duck under and hit the far ropes, she rebounds and Callie spins and goes for a spinning heel kick but Gabi quickly ducks again and this time stops on a dime and before Callie is able to spin back around Gabi grabs her around the waist and drops her on her head with a belly to back suplex.


Aiello: Gabi’s speed on full display to start this match and I wonder how each lady would fare, normally they are in the ring with larger opponents but tonight they are facing near mirror images of themselves in size.

Bennett: With the 1 pound Gabi has on Callie, Clark could still call herself the smaller of the two because in chick world 1 pound is like 50 pounds in guy world...

Carter: Really Steve, in these sensitive times you are going to make a weight joke?

Bennett: I’m not a snowflake Max…

Aiello: Back to action inside the ring Gabi nips up...

And runs towards the ropes as Callie gets to one knee, Gabi jumps up to the middle rope and springboards off as Callie gets to her feet and turns to see Gabi flying towards her and doesn’t have time to get her hands up to block the Superman Punch from Gabi. Callie drops to the mat and Gabi runs to the far ropes, jumps up on the middle rope again and springboards back off and nails Callie with a elbow smash, she hooks the leg and the referee slides into place…

One
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Two

But Callie kicks out.


Aiello: Gabi looking to steal on early there with that fury of action...

Bennett: Good call not calling it a blitzkrieg of action...

Carter: It’s going to be a long night isn’t it?

Gabi looks to continue to onslaught with Callie still down and on her back, gets to her feet and explodes up into the air with a standing corkscrew moonsault but Callie is able to get her knees up in time and Gabi comes down straight across the knees with her exposed midsection. Gabi rolls over holding her stomach as Callie gets to her feet and shakes her head, Gabi crawls to the corner as Callie starts to manipulate her fingers like Scarlet Witch does in the Avengers before running towards Gabi and flips smashing into her with a Running Cannon Ball.

Carter: Callie using chaos magic to momentarily paralyze Gabi to allow her to hit that Running Cannon Ball in the corner.

Bennet: My God you are nerding this up Max.

Aiello: Callie playing to the crowd a bit there Steve and Max is selling it for Callie.

Bennett: I’m sure the nerds on the forum are loving it.

Carter: You’re welcome all you Avenger fans out there!

Callie jumps up and bows to the fans and once again contorts her fingers at Gabi in the corner before unloading on Gabi with kick strikes to her chest, after about four or five Callie reaches down and pulls Gabi up to her feet, she takes a step or two back before running towards Gabi and kneeing her in the face with a Step Up High Knee but as Callie hopes down and smiles the knee seems to have snapped Gabi’s attention back as she grabs Callie and sends her to the opposite corner with a Irsih Whip and Gabo follows her in with a handspring back elbow smash to the face.


Aiello: Gabi not playing games here

Bennett: Don’t you mean Thaos...

Carter: I knew you were a closet Marvel fan Steve...

But before Steve can deliver a comeback Callie takes a step out of the corner towards the rebounded Gabi and spins wildly and connects across Gabi’s face with a spinning back fist that drops Gabi to her knees, Callie grabs both of Gabi’s arms and drives her knee right into the face of Gabi with Thor’s Hammer and pulls he back to her feet, hooks a leg and lifts her into the air and drops her head first into Lights Out, Callie keeps ahold of the small package and hooks Gabi’s other leg with her own as the referee counts...

One
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Two
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: The winner of the first fall, via pinfall CALLIE CLARK!

Aiello: Gabi is stunned!!! Callie connected with that spinning back fist and then it was game over for that first fall and Callie Clark is up 1-0 and Gabi’s back is really up against a corner now.

Bennett: It has been a rough year so far for Gabrielle and losing tonight to Callie Clark well...I’m afraid of what dark place she might go to.

Carter: She seems to have regained her wits as the referee checks on her and motions for the bell to start the second fall.

DING DING DING

Callie comes storming out of the corner hoping to score the winning second fall and unloads on Gabi with knee and forearm strikes but Gabi seems to be covering up and not getting hit clean by any of the strikes, see this Callie takes a step back as to not strike herself out and that is all the opening Gabi needs to jumping back up onto the second turnbuckle and exploding off with a springboard corkscrew heel kick WRATH that drops Callie Clark to the mat.

Gabi, sensing urgency or just trying to speed the match up, runs towards the ropes, jumps and springboards off with a seated senton, hooks the leg…

One
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But Callie kicks out, Gabi right back up and runs towards the ropes again as Callie gets to a knee and then to her feet as Gabi jumps and springboards off again and hits the double knee facebuster she calls Angelbomb, she covers and hooks a leg..

One
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Two
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But Callie once again kicks out, Gabi pops right back to her feet and runs towards the ropes again but this time Callie rolls out of the ring to break up Gabi’s momentum.

Aiello: Smart ring awareness right there from Callie Clark, Gabi was pushing the pace and this is a wrestler’s way of calling for a time out.

Bennett: If it was me I’d take it to a nine count, roll back in and out and take another nine count...do that a few more times and it will get under even the nicest person’s skin.

Carter: Yeah well it doesn’t look as if Gabi is going to allow that.

Max sees what everyone else sees, Gabi has made her way to the top turnbuckle and is poised to fly, Callie turns around as Gabi jumps off but is able to dodge her and Gabo goes crashing into the guardrail. Callie rolls back into the ring as the referee starts to count.

One
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Two
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Three
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Four

But as the ref counts Callie looks down at Gabi who’s still down on the floor

Five
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Six

And then Callie stops the ref from counting, she rolls out onto the floor and pulls Gabi to her feet and helps to roll her into the ring.


Aiello: Callie not wanting to take a countout win here tonight at Hardcore Revolution!

Bennett: What’s the matter with her, a win is a win...she needs to be more WITCHY with a B!!!

Carter: It’s honorable for her not to want the cheap win here tonight and beat Gabi twice.

Bennett: Honor doesn’t buy you a beach house in Malibu kid!!!

Callie helps Gabi to her feet and goes to check on Gabi’s ribs but Gabi springs up and shoves Callie back and snaps her head back with a super kick, Gabi grabs her around the neck and runs towards the corner, runs up to the second turnbuckle and flips over Callie...

Aiello: CANDY CRUSHER!!!! Gabi just hit her Heavenly Treats partner’s finisher!!!

Bennett: She was playing possum and Callie fell for it…

Carter: Call it what you want, this is about to be all tied up…

Gabi covers and hooks the leg, she looks into the camera and blows Candy a kiss as the ref counts

One
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Two
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: The winner of the second fall, via pinfall GABRIELLE VISCONTY!

Aiello: And we are all tied up at 1-1

Bennett: Or back to square one...

Carter: The next fall will decide it all...

Callie gets back to her feet as Gabi waits in the corner, the ref 1 to 1 as he motions for the bell to start the third and final fall of this match.

DING DING DING

With no margin for error neither wrestler wants to rush into a mistake so the are very careful as they circle one another, they tie up and both Gabi and Callie fight to gain position, seeing it’s a stalemate Gabi eases up a bit allowing Callie to lean forward just a bit to shift her weight forward and Gabi quickly grabs her arm and sends her flying with a hip toss, Gabi looks to keep control as she rushes at Callie as she gets up and takes her back down with double rotation head scissors and wraps her legs around the neck and head of Callie and looks to wear her down a but but Callie is able to wiggle free and as both Gabi and Callie get to their feet Callie leaps back and connects with a Pele Kick to the side of Gabi’s head, causing her to stumble back into the corner.

Seeing an opening Callie charges in at Gabi and spears her into the corner, once there she wraps her hands around the back of Gabi’s head and drives knee strikes into the midsection of Gabi Visconty. The referee starts his count and ask for a break and as he reaches 4 Callie stops and thinks for a moment and then takes a step back giving ghr referee the clean break.


Aiello: Callie Clark is still keeping things fair even in the third fall...

Bennett: And that could be her undoing Joe, when you have your opponent in the corner you force the ref to pull you off, no way they DQ you in a moment like this...

Carter: It’s called sportsmen ship Steve, look it up...

Gabi takes a step out of the corner and Callie runs to the side ropes and jumps, springboards off them and smashes Gabi with a knee strike to the head. With Gab down Callie heads up to the top rope and readies herself, she leaps up looking to land the Calliesault but Gabi has the presence of mind to roll out of the way and Callie hits nothing but mat.

Gabi, now seeing her opening pulls Callie up and hooks her around the back and drops her on the back of her head with a belly to back suplex before heading up to the top rope herself, she gets her balance and leaps, going for the corkscrew senton bomb she calls Strife but this time it’s Callie that moves out of the way and Gabi comes crashing down onto the mat.


Aiello: Both Callie and Gabi are down...

Bennett: The price you pay for trying to end it all with one move...

Carter: Both ladies are known for their aerial assaults and they aren’t going to change their styles here tonight...

Slowly the Philly fans start to clap willing the ladies back up to their feet, both Gabi and Callie use the ropes to pull themselves up and take a few steps towards the other, they meet in the center of the ring, Callie is the first to strike throwing a leg kick at Gabi who takes it and fires off a forearm of her own that is met with another kick from Callie which is countered by another forearm from Gabi, the two trade kicks for forearms a few more times as the sold out Wells Fargo Center oohs and aahs with each strike.

Callie is the first to break away and throws a spinning back heel kick but Gabi sees it coming and is able to dodge it and throws one of her own but this time Callie is able to duck, Callie spins and throws that spinning back fist that caught Gabi earlier in the match but Gabi this time ducks it and catches Callie with a reverse standing frankensteiner, with Callie down Gabi goes on the offensive once more but as she jumps towards the middle rope to springboard off Callie is able to get to her feet and also leaps and catches Gabi with a spear...


Aiello: How much more do these two have left...

Bennett: Both are down and out and I have to believe the first one up will win this...

Carter: The fans are trying to urge them on...

The fans get to their feet and begin to clap as the referee checks on Gabi and then Callie...

Aiello: Both Gabi and Callie are starting to show some life...


Inside the ring both Gabi and Callie are slowly getting to their feet Callie with all the energy she has left goes for a spinning back fist but Gabi is just to quick, she ducks out of the way and when Callie misses she swings around and Gabi grabs her arm and then the other and suplexes her backward with a straight jacket suplex dumping Callie on the back of her head. With Callie laid out in the center of the ring Gabi head to the top rope...

Aiello: Gabi is looking to end it here...

Bennett: Why take the risk, just pin her now...

Carter: That is why...going out in style...corkscrew shooting star press

Gabi leaps and nails The Falling and hooks the leg

One
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Two
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THREE!!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall GABRIELLE VISCONTY!



Gabi rolls off Callie and sits there, looking a little stunned but taking it all in, she smiles as the referee raises her hand in victory...

Aiello: And after a long hard road back Gabi had done it, she’s right back in the hunt here on Brawl...and this time she’s done it clean and without Tommy Love!!!

Bennett: Even I have to admit it’s a feel good story...if you like those sappy kinds of stories...

Carter: Gabi is back on track and the sky's the limits for her!

Aiello: Holy… Well, that was one hell of a gruelling match between two equally talented and amazing athletes. But, in the end, only one could emerge victorious, and tonight that was Gabrielle Visconty!

Carter: That’s right, and by winning she’s earned her way back into the International title picture… things are looking up for this woman!

Gabrielle is still in the ring, barely able to stand, adrenaline the only thing keeping this bruised and breathless warrior standing amidst the fans roaring ovation as Callie Clark is rolled out and helped out backstage by ringside staff and medics. Gabi rests against the turnbuckles to catch her breath, then steps back out to the center of the ring, raises her hands in victory and makes her way to leave the ring when a sight makes her stop in her tracks.

The camera switches to ringside where a sinister, familiar trio of black-clad, skull-masked figures are slowly but determinedly vaulting the barricades, spreading out to cover different sides of the ring, their cold gazes locked on the exhausted Visconty, who has backed away, returning to the center of the ring, fists raised sluggishly in defiance.

Carter: What the… oh hell, these guys again! They vowed to return tonight, to further their message, but I’m sure I’m not the only one who wasn’t expecting it to be now, not like this!

Bennett: Much as I hate to admit it, they’re showing real cunning and smarts striking now; a 2 Out Of 3 Falls match was bound to go for a long time, wearing down both competitors until they were running on fumes - I mean, look at Gabi! She may have a defiant look in her eye, but I can tell you now, her body isn’t in any condition to fend off three, fresh attackers like these… Reavers. It’s a dirty, cheap tactic, but it shows smarts.

The Reavers circle the ring like sharks smelling blood in the water before mounting the apron and slipping through the ropes as one. They slowly close in on Viconty, who’s swinging her fists wildly, lashing out at anyone who comes too close, but the three masked men easily evade her, letting her tire herself out some more as they continue to circle. Once she’s thoroughly exhausted, shoulders slumped, ragged breaths escaping her heaving chest… they strike as one. Two go low from either side of her, burying their shoulders under her ribs as they viciously tackle her down to her knees as the third rains down a flurry of hammering fists and elbows on her head, rocking and snapping it back and forth.

Aiello: This is atrocious! They can’t just barge in and attack whoever they want, whenever they want!

Bennett: Have you not been paying attention to the other shows? They’ve proven they very much can, and will continue to do just that! And honestly, at this rate… Who’s going to stop them?

Carter: Well, someone better step in, and soon! They don’t look like they’re going to stop…

Once the Reavers have driven Visconty to the mat, the two at her sides drag her back to her feet, holding her up under her arms as their leader works her ribs and abdomen with heavy, slugging closed fists. He then throws himself back against the ropes to rebound and connect with a punishing Big Boot to her face that almost wrenches her free from the grasp of the other two, but they hold on tight, leaving her on her knees, head slumped forward.

Carter: Someone get in there and stop this! Anyone!

As if in answer, the lights in the arena go dark as a deep, rumbling voice rings out on the speakers.

Unknown Voice: Behold… MY REAVERS!!!

Aiello: Wait… that voice…

Carter: It couldn’t be… could it…?

A low orange glow appears in the darkness from the area of the entrance stage, the cameras quickly switching and focusing on a closer view to reveal the glow is actually fire,burning from the tips of a thick, dark beard. The flickering flames illuminate cold, menacing eyes that glare ahead with a bloodthirsty intent. The arena lights slowly come back up to reveal the face belonging to none other than…

Bennett: Son of a bitch! It’s Morgan Darkwater! The Captain is back - and he looks like he’s literally crawled out of Hell itself!

Indeed, it is none other than Captain Morgan Darkwater now slowly making his way down the ramp, the kerosene dipped points of his beard still burning fiercely like macabre candles inches from his face, his murderous gaze never once leaving the ring, or the captive Gabrielle Visconty. Gone are the pirate’s bright, bold crimson and gold gilded outfit, replaced by a coarse black leather version, his usual tri-cornered hat replaced with a burnished silver skull matching those worn by the Reavers.

Carter: I can’t believe it… all this time…

Aiello: I can’t believe it, either, but if you needed any further evidence, look no further than the mask on top of Morgan’s head.

Morgan slowly climbs the ringside steps and climbs through the ropes, approaching his Reavers who silently take a step back to give him unobstructed access to Visconty, who’s still being restrained and kept on her knees, head sagging down. He reaches up to pinch out the flames on his beard, and it’s at this point that we see he’s carrying a microphone, which he slowly brings up to use.

Morgan: Look how quickly the mighty have fallen, ladies and gentlemen… Only moments ago ye were cheering young Miss Viconty on like she were superhuman, like nothing could stop her… Yet look at her now. Outnumbered, outpowered, outmatched, yet no one came to her rescue… Do ye know why that is, Miss Visconty…?

In the silence that followed Morgan slowly brought his free hand down, grasping the hilt of his cutlass and drawing it. He brings it up, the sharp point digging into Gabrielle’s chin as he forces her heavy head up to look him in the face.

Morgan: The answer be a painfully simple one, lass… Ye se, ideals such as good, bad, of heroes and villains… they’re all lies. No one - in this business or elsewhere - does anything for truly good or altruistic reasons. Everyone’s in it for their own personal glorification, and that’s the damned truth of it all. Those quickly branded as bad guys are simply honest with themselves, unashamed of what they are, what they want, and what needs to be done to achieve those goals. They’re not weighed down by the pressures of society’s views on what’s right, what’s acceptable, what’s good… they don’t have to play hero, to pander to the thankless masses who would just as easily throw them to the wayside the moment a new, bold face enters the scene. So my question, Miss Visconty, is simple… Why bother?

The tip of his cutlass has cut into Gabrielle’s chin, blood trickling down the length of the blade and her neck, but she continues to glare defiantly at him.

Morgan: Give me the baleful look all you like, lass, it doesn’t change the fact that I speak the truth. I mean, just look at yourself, woman… you yourself used to run wild and free in this company, throwing all cares and worries to the wind, and you were a dominant force in this business. Sure, you were branded a heel, a villain, a scoundrel, but you didn’t care, and you made them pay for those words… So what happened, Miss Visconty? You had a good thing going, but now you get it into your head that you need to be good, and for what? For approval from these fickle fans? From the few people on the roster you consider friends? Or are you doing it because you feel it needs to be done to get you back on the path to gold, to championship glory, because “evil” never wins?

She spits on his rugged coat through cracked lips, but says nothing. Morgan’s eye twitches, but he continues.

Morgan: What if I told you that you could still achieve everything you wanted without pandering to the ungrateful, unwashed masses? That you didn’t have to force yourself to comply with their false ideology of what’s right and just? Come… join me and my Reavers, be unashamed in what you desire most, and we will help you achieve those goals without forcing you to assume such shallow facades of heroics. Be yourself, be free, be powerful, and to hell with what anyone else might say or judge you for… What do you say?

Morgan lowers the microphone as Gabrielle glares at him. She spits blood on his boot, then makes her answer clear.

Gabrielle: Go… To...Hell.

Darkwater grimaces almost regretfully, removing both the microphone and sword from her.

Morgan: I was afraid that would be your answer, that your so-called friends have wormed their way too far into your psyche to be removed so easily… So maybe they need to be removed physically before your true path becomes clear once more. I believe I need to start with your closest connection… Miss Candy, isn’t it...?

Gabrielle: Don’t you fucking --

Her shouts are abruptly and viciously cut short by a sickening blow against her temple from the pommel of Morgan’s sword, wrenching her head violently to the side, knocking her out cold. With a nod from Morgan, the Reavers finally release their grip on Gabrielle, dropping her in a heap on the mat. They stand over her as Morgan sheathes his cutlass and slowly lowers the skull mask over his face, and they slowly back away, slipping out of the ring and back up the ramp to a deafening chorus of boos and hateful chants.

Aiello: I… I can’t believe what we just witnessed. All this time, all these Reavers attacks… Morgan was behind it all!

Bennett: And this isn’t the flamboyant and boisterous Captain we knew before! Something deep inside of Morgan has changed, ladies and gentlemen, and if the spate of attacks preceding tonight are anything to go by, he’s only just begun to show us what he’s truly capable of!

Carter: God help us all...

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[MNB]

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THE HUNT FOR THE GOLDEN TICKET!
[WINNER RECEIVES A FUTURE TITLE SHOT AND "THEIR HEART'S DESIRE"]
Bosa
VS Alexander Cage

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Aiello: Well folks, we've seen a lot of action and a fair amount of drama tonight.

Bennett: No kidding. We saw Connors and Morgan grow some balls, and the red brand fired the first shots in the EWC brand war!

Carter: Settle down, Steve! I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for all of this.

Aiello: Until we hear just that, we're gearing up for a match that's been shrouded in mystery since Connors announced it two weeks ago, the Hunt for the Golden Ticket!

Bennett: Yeah, and with what we saw earlier tonight I'm curious as to just what he's got up his sleeve. The ref isn't even in the ring right now. What the hell's going on, Connors!?

Carter: All we know for sure is that Bosa and Alexander Cage are competing for the opportunity to earn a future title shot and, as Connors has said, their heart's desire. We've seen the Golden Ticket come into play before, at last year's Scars and Stripes there was a mini-tournament and then at WrestleFest we had the Fatal Four-Way...but what does Connors have up his sleeve now?

Aiello: Hang on, I'm being told that we're getting some answers now. Wait, that's weird...

We cut to just outside Congress Hall, one of the famous Revolutionary landmarks of Philadelphia.

Moments later, we see the first of the competitors, Bosa, as we hear Stroup make the ring announcement from the arena.

Stroup: The following match is the Hunt for the Golden Ticket! Joining us first, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 220 pounds ... he is Beastmode Incarnate... BOSA!

"Man in the Box" plays as the crowd erupts for the Samoan Warrior, who looks around curiously at the situation the GM has put him in for this match.

Stroup: And his opponent, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 229 pounds ... ALEXANDER CAGE!

"Danger Zone" by Hollow Point plays in the arena, but Cage is nowhere to be seen.

Aiello: Well this is strange. Where is Cage? Why isn't he...wait a minute!

Suddenly, we see Cage blindside Bosa from behind as the bell rings from the arena!

DING DING DING

Bosa manages to quickly turn things around as the two begin brawling outside Congress Hall, trading lefts and rights until Cage manages to connect with a knee to Bosa's face! That sends the Samoan Warrior reeling back, allowing Cage a chance to make his way into the Hall! Bosa quickly gives chase, and moments later we find ourselves inside the main room.

The two men begin to brawl again, but now Bosa gets the upper hand with a hard left before slamming Cage's head onto a table! Cage is stunned for a moment, but recovers enough to stop Bosa from a repeat attack before sending him into the railing! Bosa collides with the rail, thankfully not breaking the historical decor as Cage rears back with a nasty right hook to the back. Cage follows suit by using the rail as leverage, hitting a tornado DDT that sends Bosa headfirst into the steps! With the Beastmode Incarnate down, Cage starts searching the vicinity for the Golden Ticket...only to find a slip of paper that says "I AM THE SENATE"...Cage mouths the words in confusion as Bosa gets back to his feet, catching Cage with a German suplex off the steps and onto the floor!

Aiello: Wow, what impact! You gotta admire what these two men are going through to go after that Golden Ticket.

Bennett: I still think this is a really weird situation for both men, but I agree!

Carter: And you also have to wonder, just where IS the Golden Ticket?

That took quite a bit out of both men as Bosa slowly gets to his feet first, noticing the slip of paper. He reads the message with a bit of confusion of his own, before reading what it says on the back..."SENATE CHAMBER"...Bosa quickly puts two and two together, making his way upstairs as Cage slowly gets to his feet. Moments later, we find ourselves in the Senate Chamber, possibly the fanciest looking room of Congress Hall.

Bosa steps inside, immediately searching for the Golden Ticket until Cage comes barreling into the room, connecting with a nasty neckbreaker on Bosa to the floor! Cage gets back to his feet, determined to make the most out of this opportunity as he checks the nearest desk. Coming up empty, Cage checks the next desk...and the next one...one by one, his search bears no fruit, until the very last one where he sees that beautiful glint of gold. He grabs the Golden Ticket, nearly cackling at the big win...until the crowd realizes that the bell has not sounded yet. Cage realizes something is amiss as well, until we hear a voice on the outside from a megaphone...it's Jim Connors!

Connors: Hello, Golden Ticket Hunters! If you can hear me, I want you to know about one very important detail that was meant to be shared sooner...once you find the Golden Ticket, you need to have it on your person when you exit the building! The public out here deserves to see who earns this big opportunity!

This leaves a mixed reaction from the crowd in the arena, realizing that this match isn't quite over yet as Bosa gets to his feet. The two begin brawling once more, until Bosa manages to hit a Blackout DDT that drives Cage headfirst onto the floor! Cage is down as Bosa picks up the Golden Ticket, making his way out of the Senate Chamber.

Aiello: Cage had the Golden Ticket in his grasp, but Bosa's managed to slip away with it in the end!

Bennett: I can't say I blame Connors on this one. It's easy to just FIND the thing, it's a lot harder to make it out of the building with it!

Bosa makes his way to the main room, but is cut off by Cage who connects with another knee to the head! Cage hoists Bosa onto his shoulders, looking to hit the Morning After Kill...but Bosa gets out of it, countering with Unleash The Beast! It looks like Diamond Cutter may have knocked Cage out cold, as Bosa once again picks up the Golden Ticket. Moments later, we see Bosa step outside the Congress Hall, as Connors himself makes the announcement by way of the megaphone.

Connors: Here is your winner, and holder of the Golden Ticket...BOSA!

"Man in the Box" plays as Bosa raises the Golden Ticket up high, staring down the GM as the arena crowd cheer for Bosa's big win...even if some are a little confused as to how things played out. Bosa, however, is looking for answers as he confronts the GM.

Bosa: So what are you playing at, Connors? Is there something I need to know?

Connors just shakes his head.

Connors: I just wanted to be here to congratulate whoever wins the Golden Ticket, and to discuss what your next plans might...

The GM doesn't get the chance to finish his sentence as an enraged Cage blindsides him with a knee to the midsection, doubling Connors over as the GM falls to the ground. This leads to another brawl between Cage and Bosa, which the Samoan Warrior manages to win as he levels Cage with a clothesline. He stares down at the GM, shaking his head as he walks down the street.


Aiello: What an insane turn of events here tonight, folks! Bosa has won the Golden Ticket, Cage has seemingly snapped, and Connors appears to be caught in the middle of it all!

Bennett: You can tell that Connors is just trying to be a businessman about it, Joe. You heard him, he just wanted to touch base with whoever won that match, Cage didn't need to attack an important official like that!

Aiello: Well folks, we're moving on from this insanity as we focus on our two title matches. First up, the vacant International Championship is on the line as Xavier Reid, Iggy Swango, and David Scott face off in a three-way elimination match!

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[MNB]

The camera cuts backstage where ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love is sitting outside Brawl’s GM Jim Connors office, standing next to him on either side is Brawl security. Tommy looks down at his chest at the badge that says: GUEST and then looks up at them and laughs.

Love: You boys know I’m managing Xavier Reid now, I didn’t sneak into the Wells Fargo Center, I walked in the front door with Xavier Reid...none of this is necessary…

But neither of the security men look or say anything to Tommy

Love: I can’t be banned from Brawl if I’m employed by a Brawl superstar, it’s simple logic than even you two could/should understand…

Tommy looks at them and still nothing

Love: I have the right to work, Gabi can’t take that away from me...I wasn’t even allowed to tell my side of the story, that’s all I wanted...it’s why I snuck into The United Center...I just wanted the chance to talk to Jim Connors and now…

Tommy looks at the closed door that reads: Brawl GM

Love: I should be in there with Xavier, if I could just…

Tommy starts to get up but both security guards reach out, grab him by the shoulder and shove him back down on the bench.

Love: Jesus...and you wonder why society hates you all right now, pushing old guys down and roughing them up...I hope this makes you feel all tough…

But Tommy is interrupted as the door opens and out steps Xavier Reid, he nods at the Brawl security team and smiles at Tommy

Reid: Done deal...you are clear, here guys…

Xavier hands then a piece of paper and reaches out and removes the GUEST badge and tosses it to the security team, they look at the paper and start to walk away

Love: Yeah...you better get to walking a-holes, I was just about to…

But Tommy stops as one of the guards turns and looks at him

Reid: Bye guys, WE have a match to get ready for, Tommy let’s go…

Tommy stands up and starts to walk with Xavier

Love: So, did you tell him my side of the story?

Xavier looks at Tommy

Reid: No...it wasn’t going to help our cause Tommy, you were a slim ball and deserved to be banned from Brawl but you are also a once in a generation manager and I told Connors so...and that’s why I hired you, he can’t deny me the right to hire management...even if it’s you…

Tommy smiles

Love: So I’m BACK!!!

Tommy gives a little fist pump but Xavier stops

Reid: With restrictions…

Love: WHAT???

Reid: Think about it like this, you are back but on probation...Connors has a list of TASKS for you, in order to show you have some remorse for what you have done…

Love: But I don’t…

Reid: want to disappoint him or me...I know…

Xavier smiles

Reid: You are to stay 200 feet away from Gabi at all time, excluding if we have a match against each other, in that case all the rules are suspended and you will function as a normal manager but outside of a match if you come within 200 feet of her you will be fired and useless to me…

Love: A fucking restraining order is 100 feet...or so I’ve been told…

Reid: Yeah, so you’ve been told...you will also have to enroll in a sensitivity training…

Love: Is that like not turning the condom inside out and using the ribs for my own pleasure?

Reid: No, it’s a class you will take each week to make you more like a normal human being and not this dick that got himself banned…

Love: What else…

Xavier looks down at the list of Connors demands but shoves them in his pocket

Reid: We can talk about it later, for now we need to get ourselves ready for the International Championship match…

Love: Listen, I’ve waited a long time for this, I’ve had my eyes on that championship since Cyrus Black wore it, dating back to Thunder when he faced off with Killjoy, to the time I held it in my hands before Gabi handed it back over and…

Tommy makes a jerking off motion

Love: I added my own special sauce for Cyrus’s pleasure…

Reid: Jesus you really are foul...listen I don’t care about Cyrus and you jacking loads onto this championship...I care about this match here tonight. Iggy and David, they want this championship badly...just not as badly as I do. Sure Iggy wants to be the International Champion again but we’ve lived through that before and let’s face it, the best thing about her run was losing it to Cyrus Black...her run as International Champion was forgettable and I can’t sit through that again knowing I was responsible for it and I can’t sit back and allow Brawl’s lone championship to head over to Rampage...leaving us with nothing...allowing them to become the NEW flagship of the EWC, if that happens we might as well close the doors to Brawl…

Love: Iggy isn’t the marquee star she once was, she’s not the closing act she use to be Xavier, she now opens for the headliners...Melody and Dominic...she’s a sidekick now and this is her only way to get back in the spotlight…

Reid: It’s time to close the tour down once and for all, her farewell tour…

Love: She isn’t the one that worries me…

Reid: David Scott…

Love: I’ve seen what a veteran will do when they think this is their last shot...their last run…

Reid: It’s now or never for David and I get that, this match...this chance for the International Championship, it’s why he came back...after failing so badly his first go around and in one night he can erase everything, all those failures from his first run here in the EWC...I know that better than anyone, it’s how I felt when I won the FSW Championship at StrangleMania, how I felt on Brawl when I won the X-Division Championship for the first time...how I felt at WrestleFest when I won it again...that’s what David is trying to do tonight...the way he kept coming at Gabi…

Love: He was a man possessed…

Reid: But as am I...tonight Tommy you will see the man that beat Clay Byrd...the man that beat Samantha Hamilton...the only man worthy enough to take that International Championship and restore it to glory...tonight we end the curse that looms over that championship and make it matter again...tonight Xavier Reid becomes the EWC International Champion and Tommy Love adds one more Champion to his stable…

Love: What a way to return to Brawl…

Tommy smiles as him and Xavier head towards the ring...

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A THREE-WAY DANCE TO BREAK THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP CURSE!
[TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, ELIMINATION STYLE]
FOR THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Xavier Reid
VS Iggy Swango
VS David Scott

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Aiello: Coming up next is the triple threat elimination match for the EWC International Championship!

Bennett: Hell this should be a fire match you guys, I’ve got Iggy Swango coming out on top here and becoming the new champion! But hell, it’s a tough one to call ain’t it?

Carter: We’ve been talking about this one all week long and I’m excited to see it here live at Hardcore Revolution!

Stroup: The following match is a triple threat elimination match for the EWC International Championship! Joining us first, from Long Beach California, weighing in at 235 pounds ... DAVID SCOTT!


A pair of tell-tale dissonant notes begin to bleed through the speakers of the Wells Fargo Center, prompting an immediate and emphatic reaction from the crowd as they come to their feet. Cheers and jeers in equal measure threaten to drown out the hard, opening chords of “I Am Machine” as the lights dim to emphasize the single black strobe light in the entranceway, silhouetting the form of “Die Hard” David Scott as he marches out onto the stage.

The sight of the man himself drives the fervor of the fans into overdrive, as he stands at the top of the ramp with hands on hips, staring out over the arena with a stoic but focused expression. Casually twisting his head from side to side, Scott pops the bones in his neck before starting down towards the ring with a purpose, slowly bringing his hands up to wring them out, loosening up the wrists and cracking the knuckles before absently reaching out to slap at some of the hands being extended to him by the fans.

Circling the ring, Scott makes his way over to the steps and methodically climbs up to the apron one at a time. Moving out to the center, he ducks through the ropes and moves to the far corner, pulling himself up onto the second turnbuckle before throwing both arms over his head, fists clenched, prompting a raucous ovation from the fans nearest him. Dropping back to the mat, he turns and backs into his corner, taking hold of the upper rope and using it to stretch out his shoulders before the bell rings.

Stroup: And his opponent, from The Pleasure Palace, weighing in at 145 pounds ... IGGY SWANGO!

The guitar sound of "Suffragette City" 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. Slung across her shoulder is her tag team title. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music. Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out with an air bass playing along with the music before making her way down the ramp. She throws the devil horns with her hands 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 hands into the air once more.

Stroup: And introducing next...

The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out

Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black fight shorts, kickpads and boots, his hands wrapped in black tape and from behind him walks out ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love!  He walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy walks out from behind him and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’. Tommy points to the ring and Xavier walks towards the ring shadow boxing as he makes his way down the aisle. Xavier storms up the steps and climbs into the ring, Tommy follows suit and walks towards the referee, already complaining about something. Xavier storms across the ring to the opposite corner and jumps to the middle rope and looks over the crowd and once again crosses his arms into an X as Tommy pulls out some money and tries to bribe the official who walks away as Tommy laughs. Xavier jumps down and squats down in the corner waiting for the bell.

Stroup:...being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love, from New York, weighing in at 220 pounds ... XAVIER REID!

Aiello: Can you believe what we’re seeing here?! What the heck is that snake doing with Xavier Reid?

Bennett: Whoa! Watch the language, ha ha! It’s clear that Son of a bitch Xavier has made the smartest move in wrestling in bringing in Tommy Love here! I’m changing my pick to Reid now, I doubt I’ll be gettin any invites to Pleasure Palace anyway!

DING DING DING

Xavier Reid nods as Tommy Love climbs down from the canvas, Iggy is stretching on the ropes and Scott wipes his hands on his thighs, he’s the first one ready to lock up with anyone. Reid fakes going for a lockup and falls to the mat, he rolls out of the ring and takes a little walk while Tommy Love pats him on the back. Iggy and Scott tie up in a collar and elbow, Scott throws her easily to the canvas then drops an elbow that misses, Iggy counters with a hard kick to his knee that makes a loud slap noise. Scott tries to hide his pain but it's very evident that it really bothers him, she attempts to kick him again but he snatches her foot and quickly pulls himself up to his feet, still holding her foot. Iggy jumps with an enziguri with her other leg that Scott ducks while still holding her other foot, she attempts a back swing enziguri with the same leg that he swats away then absolutely nails her with a german suplex that sends her flying across the ring! Xavier runs at Scott with a kick that Scott bats away, spinning Reid around into another german suplex, throwing him in the opposite direction! Scott stands in the middle of the ring alone with the crowds cheering the opening actions of the Grizzled Vet!


Aiello: David Scott dialing up those suplexes early in this contest!

Bennett: You cannot allow yourself to get caught with those, he’ll catch you with em all night long!

Carter: You saw Iggy attack that knee though guys, she seems to have a game plan for David here!

Iggy and David lock up in another collar and elbow tie-up, she quickly drops to one knee and gets David’s back,Iggy grabs him in a sleeper hold then she knees him in the back of his knee causing him let out groans, she tries again but he reaches between his legs and pulls on her leg, dropping her to the canvas but Reid comes flying in with a hard kick to the back of David’s head dropping him right on his face! He covers him 1...2...David kicks out! Iggy runs at Reid with a swinging clothesline that he ducks, she bounces off of the ropes fast and runs at him again but he catches her into a backflip Rainham maker, she sits up stunned while Reid runs off of the ropes, he swings a kick at her chest that David snatches, he pulls in Reid for a snap belly to belly suplex that Reid counters with a front flip, landing on his feet and bounces off of the ropes, Iggy grabs David with a rear waist lock, Reid jumps with a front flip dropkick right to David’s chest then Iggy arches him back into a german suplex with a bridge 1...2...Reid kicks her square in the back to break up the pin attempt, he picks her up and gives her a loud open hand slap right across the face!

The crowd oooohh and awww at this as Iggy spins around and leans on the nearby turnbuckle, she wipes her cheek and mouth then checks for blood, she has an evil expression on her face now and the fans start rumbling for her next move, Reid kicks David in the knee then hauls him to his feet, he goes to strike David but is nailed with a hard slap by Iggy! He staggers off of the ropes and she slaps him again, then again and again until Reid’s cheek is bright red, she runs and gives him a front dropkick sending him flying backwards over the top ropes! David tries to take advantage of the distraction but she hits him with a back elbow, then a European uppercut, then another one, then another one, he staggers back to the ropes, she runs and nails him with a front dropkick sending him flipping over the ropes on the other side of the ring! Iggy runs around the ring now, getting the crowds fired up!


Aiello: Iggy is a house on fire right now!

Bennett: I told ya, she’s winnin, I picked her to win it!

Carter: I think Reid made a tactical error there guys, he must’ve forgot this was an elimination match in the heat of the moment and broke up that pin attempt!

Iggy climbs through the ropes and stands on the apron above Reid, who is still trying to recover on the outside of the ring, she jumps and springboards on the middle rope but Tommy Love jumps up and pushes her ass sending her to flip frontwards back into the ring, but she lands on her feet and runs across to the other side of the ring, she springboards off of the top ropes towards David Scott who’s still recovering with a flying crossbody smash, that gets countered into a brutal power slam right on the padded mats! They bounce from the impact as the crowd reacts. David stands up, taking a moment to recover, Tommy Love walks around the ring to his front, he starts talking and mocking David, he’s not having any of it as he yells and points at the trouble-making manager, Reid nails David from behind with a steel chair!

David winces, he turns and tells Reid to hit him again! Reid obliges with a hard chair shot to his head! Crack! A trickle of blood leaks down David’s face but he shrugs that shot off too! David plows Reid in the jaw with a hard uppercut that drops Reid and sends a tooth flying way up in the air. David picks up the chair, he threatens to nail Tommy Love with it and the manager runs away to the other side of the ring, he throws the chair away then picks up Reid, he goes to lock him in a front face lock but Reid slams him back with a hard uppercut! David wobbles back and leans on the barricade, Reid walks over and kicks him hard in the chest then punches him with a hard right, then left, David wipes the blood off of his forehead and fires back a right of his own, Reid and David start firing off rights and lefts at a fever pitch when Iggy flys in out of nowhere with a double dropkick sending them both sprawling over the barricade into the crowds!


Aiello: Iggy Swango out of nowhere with a double dropkick!

David Scott is buried under a mess of moving people and chairs, Reid is trying to recover near the outside of the barricade, Iggy grabs his armpits and hauls him halfway back over the barricade then turns it into a backstabber! She climbs on the barricade, she sees David sitting up and moving a chair off of his chest, it slides down to his knees, Iggy jumps and stomps right on the chair! David lays sideways, holding his knee and burying his face in the concrete trying to hide his pain. She turns and climbs over the barricade but Reid is waiting, he backflips and nails her in the face with a pele kick! He watches her crumble and sit next to the barricade, Tommy Love comes by and says something to him, he smiles and nods, he starts removing the padded mats revealing the concrete floor.

He stands Iggy up on the concrete then twists his body on her shoulders then lands having her set up for a piledriver, he jumps over her back but she stops it while he’s draped there! She hooks his leg around her arm and hits him on her knee with Acrobatic Tenament! But she shows amazing power and stands up with him again! He’s once again draped on her back with his leg hooked in her arm, she hits Acrobatic Tenament without the knee this time sending him headfirst into the concrete floor! The crowds immediately start a -holy shit- chant as the thud could be heard from that impact! Iggy picks up his dead weight and rolls him in the ring, she rolls in the ring after him, she picks him up and hits him with a snap piledriver Non-Zero Possibility! 1...2….Tommy Love hauls her off his client!


Aiello: Oh come on! I mean come on referee! Get rid of this guy! Eject him from the match!

Bennett: Hey that son of a bitch is just doing his job Aiello! Can’t blame him!

Carter: I hate to say it, but Bennett’s right, there’s no rules, uh oh! Look at the expression on Iggy’s face, you guys!

Iggy is furious, she grabs Tommy and nails him with Non-Zero Possibility snap piledriver! He rolls out of the ring knocked out. David rolls in the ring, he’s ready to get back into the action with Iggy, she says something and points to a groggy Reid, struggling to get to his feet. He nods, Iggy waits until Reid is nearly standing up then nails him with Disco Wizard, the shining wizard sends Xavier into David’s clutches where he nails him with The Hard Goodbye! But Reid rolls right out of the ring! Foiling their plan to eliminate him then and there. Iggy grabs David and rolls him up 1….2...David kicks out! She wastes no time and grabs him again and snaps him back down with a DDT! She drags him to the corner and sits him up, she runs to the other turnbuckle corner and kicks off the middle buckle to jumpstart her run back to him, she runs fast with the hip attack but David snaps to his feet and german suplex’s Iggy right into the top turnbuckle! She folds awkwardly in half then crashes to the canvas!

David holds his knee again, he crawls over slowly then locks in the crippler crossface, the Fell Clutch of Circumstance is in deep! Iggy claws and crawls as David lets out a primal roar while another little stream of blood trickles down his face from earlier, she clutches the middle rope, but David keeps the hold on! The referee nods as he acknowledges the rope break doesn’t count, she positions her leg and kicks the middle rope and sends them both rolling over but David keeps the hold in tight and they find themselves right in the middle of the ring! Iggy is starting to fade now as the crowds are chanting tap, tap, tap! Tears are rolling down her face as she raises her hand up, then down...but stops an inch from the canvas!

She has anger in her eyes now and she clamps into David’s forearm with her teeth! He yells but keeps the hold in tight! Blood is forming all around her mouth now and dripping to the matt as she keeps the bite on his arm, he finally lets go of the hold and tends to his blood-covered arm. Iggy lays face-first on the canvas, in a little pool of blood as she has David’s arm blood all over her cheeks and mouth. David wipes more blood from his arm and examines the bad cut from it. The referee takes a moment to look at the cut and considers calling for medics, David shakes his head and gets to his feet. David waits for Iggy to get to her feet, she stands up slowly, blood all over her cheeks, he kicks her in the stomach to set up The Hard Goodbye but she grabs his ankle and twists around his leg to lock in a deep kneebar! David falls to his face with a shocked and pained expression, he immediately shouts no, no, no, as the fans are chanting tap, tap, tap again!


Aiello: Iggy has him on that knee! She’s got him in the middle of the ring!

Carter: This man will never tap out! There’s a medical personal at ringside guys, he’s leaning through the ropes saying something to David. Man I don’t know, this doesn’t look good.


David tries to crawl but the attempt is futile. He shakes his head again, looking around for anything, avoiding the medic yelling something to him about his career. Iggy lets out a roar as she won’t relent, David lifts his hand, his face heartbroken, knowing he has no choice...and taps out.


Stroup: David Scott has been eliminated!

Xavier Reid staggers over to an unaware Iggy Swango now, he picks her up and body slams her right over the top ropes, then slides under the ropes to the outside, he picks her up and body slams her right off of the ring post! Iggy bounces off of the steel steps and falls to the padded mats. Reid trips over a knocked out Tommy Love, he slaps him a couple of times to try and revive him, he barely stirs. He then notices the gap of concrete from the pulled off mats. An evil expression crosses his face. He picks up Iggy and drags her over by the exposed concrete floor, he places her in a piledriver position and smirks...


Aiello: Oh no, no, no! Don’t do that Reid, don’t do that please!

Reid picks up Iggy and nails her with a package piledriver on the concrete floor bouncing her back out of that thud and on to her back!


Aiello: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Somebody get out here! We need help for Iggy Swango right now!

Carter: I can’t believe what I just witnessed. Somebody help her right now.

Security and enhancement talent rush down to ringside, a medic is there checking Iggy’s neck, Reid boots the medic right in the face! He nails a member of security with a spinning back fist, knocking him right out! The fans are screaming now, he grabs another security member and arm drags him right over the barricade! He runs over to the timekeeper's table and demands a microphone, the timekeeper shrugs saying there’s not one there, he grabs him by the scruff of his neck and threatens to punch him when he suddenly sees Iggy stirring! He can’t believe his eyes as she is moving! She slowly crawls along, dragging her from one forearm at a time. Reid throws the timekeeper off his chair and grabs the ring bell.

He rolls in the ring and climbs to the top ropes, he watches Iggy slowly crawl along on the padded mats, a big welt forming on her forehead, a small stream of blood dribbling down her face as well. Reid positions the ring bell in his armpit and jumps, he ring bell elbow drops right on the top of her head...DING! She collapses. Reid rolls around holding his arm as the crowd starts booing him loudly. He eventually rolls a deadweight Iggy in the ring, he rolls in after. He smirks as he hooks her leg 1...2...Iggy kicks out!! The fans blow up as they can’t believe she still has life!


Aiello: She kicked out! She kicked out! What is this woman made of?!?

Reid can’t believe his eyes, he covers Iggy again, hooking both legs now 1….2...she kicks out again! Reid scratches at his own face, completely shocked at the reserve of this woman. He stands up and yells, he kicks the rope, Iggy reaches up and rolls him up 1...2….3!!

NO!! Reid just kicks out in time! He runs and punts her in the face, he watches her fall in a heap. Reid rolls out of the ring and gets the ring bell again, he throws it in, then rolls back in the ring, he positions the ring bell right in the center of the ring, he picks up Iggy, then positions her in a piledriver, he goes to lift her up but she lifts him up for a back body drop, but she’s too exhausted and falls back down, Reid clubs her in the back then picks her up, he drops her right on the ring bell with a package piledriver...DING! 1...2….3!

DING DING DING 

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall, and your NEEEW EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION, XAVIIIIEEEEER REEEEIIIID!

Xavier Reid falls to his knees as he’s presented the EWC International Champion, Tommy Love staggers in the ring and raises his client's hand, they slowly parade around the ring, celebrating his championship win as medics check on Iggy’s condition.


Aiello: What an incredible ending ladies and gentlemen, we have a brand new International Champion, Xavier Reid, he took full advantage of a tired and injured Iggy Swango and ended her night.

Bennett: I told yall, that Reid showed the world that he’s the best in the company! He did what he promised to do, and there is that son o bitch with the championship.

Carter: All competitors should be very proud of what they accomplished here tonight, a fantastic match to crown a new champion!

Aiello: And now that we've seen a new International Champion crowned tonight, all roads lead to our main event. Darius, a man who once walked away from the EWC, has found himself a new path leading directly toward the Undisputed Championship...but standing in his way is a man who calls himself President, the man who defeated Ace King at WrestleFest to win the United States Championship, and beat Melody Malone at StrangleMania to hold THE top prize in our business! Scorpio has had a giant target on his back since, and after losing the United States title to Samantha Hamilton, he promises to prove it was all a fluke...and for him, it starts with putting Darius down! Darius, Scorpio, the Undisputed Championship...in a TLC Match!

We cut to...

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We open up backstage to Darius' locker room. We see that he's not alone. His valet, Elissa Bradley, is with him. Darius is pacing nervously, running his hands through his hair every now and again. Elissa offers him silent, reassuring smiles every now and again, but knows that there's few - if anything - that can be said to truly calm his nerves.

Her mouth opens as she finally starts to speak up ... but is interrupted by a knock on their door.

Darius: You mind getting that?

Elissa merely nods in reply, her eyebrow raised as she moves towards the door and turns the knob. Behind it is the interviewer, Bob Murray.

Bob Murray: Evening. Darius? Mind if I ask you some questions?

Darius: Actually? I kind of do. But ... tell you what.

He nods towards Elissa.

Darius: My valet can answer any questions you have. That's my final offer. Take it or leave it, but right now? I need to stay focused for this match.

Bob looks taken aback at the response. But, eventually, they nod and look up at Elissa. Before they can ask their first question, however, Elissa exits the room.

Elissa Bradley: You heard him. He needs to focus. We're not doing this in the locker room.

They walk down the halls, eventually stopping a bit behind the stage. Just about ten or so paces away from the ramp and spotlights. Elissa offers Murray an approving nod, ready to start answering the questions they had in mind for Darius.

Bob Murray: So ... is it just Scorpio that's on his mind? Is there something more, or ... ??

Elissa sighs and face palms. Already, she can sense and understand this is gonna be one of those types of interviews. She chuckles softly, moves her hand away, and then looks right into Murray’s eyes.

Elissa Bradley: It's keeping his word. Or, in the worst case scenario - should our 'fake' leader retain the title? It's working back to this point. But frankly? Pretty much everything he said is dead on. This is 2020, not 2019. The age of Scorpio has come and gone. He has done nothing but disgrace not only this company, but literally everyone in it. From the other roster members to even the general managers.

In fact, with the number of times he's degraded the women here? He's incredibly lucky to not have been fired from uttering words like 'slut' or 'rancid whore'. I guarantee that in just about any other job, his ass would be fired right then and there. No excuses or anything.

The fact he's able to fight Darius at all - rather than having had appropriate punishment delivered out - is but a pure miracle.

That 'miracle', however, is going to end tonight. Throughout my time of being Darius' manager, he has had a fire that you can see in his eyes. He has wanted a chance like this. He is not going to waste it. So ... the summarized version of what's on my client's mind?

Finally giving that disgusting 'champion' what he's long overdue for; Karma and being stripped of a championship he hasn't even held properly. Samantha took one away, time for him to lose the other.

Bob Murray stays completely quiet the entire time, taking in every word Elissa says. They pause before finally offering the next question to Darius' valet.

Bob Murray: What does he plan to do to win? You sound like he's secured this win, so ... how ... ??

As Elissa glares in annoyance at Bob, they stop. Ms. Bradley elicits a 'tsk', followed by an exhausted sigh, before beginning to speak, a smirk crossing her lips.

Elissa Bradley: Honestly? The better question is what won't Darius do, and the answer? Literally kill Scorpio, but that's fine. That's not what he's going for, anyway. He's going for the gold, the Undisputed Championship. Nothing more, but certainly nothing less. Next - and try to make this smarter, please.

Bob Murray: Is he worried about any interference, particularly from The President's Men?

Elissa's smirk widens.

Elissa Bradley: Worried? No. If anything, expecting it. But don't worry, sweetie. He already showed he can handle all of them perfectly. Besides, trying to use his men should be near the bottom of Scorpio's 'to-do' list, because honestly?

Using lame-ass lackeys like them isn't going to be fabulous. Nor is it going to help him retain that strap. There is literally one thing and only one that Scorpio needs to do and that ...

Elissa looks right at the camera as she speaks.

Elissa Bradley: Is exactly what Darius mentioned in one of his earlier shoots. You wanna prove you're the better man? Then out-wrestle him tonight in this TLC fight. Plain and fucking simple. We don't bother with cryptic messages or any shit like that. We're both blunt and to the point so ... Scorpio? If the Undisputed Championship really means that much to you?

Fucking show us as much, because right now?

You're a walking, talking, fake British wanna be copy of Trump. And it truly is disgusting to see, let alone listen to you.

The scowl that adorned Elissa's face vanishes as her smirk returns.

Elissa Bradley: Let the impeachment trial begin. Just remember, Scorps ... no matter the outcome, you will never be able to erase your 'impeached' status. That will stick with you for the rest of your days. Enjoy wearing your new and more modern version of a Scarlet Letter.

Just don't be too shocked if my man proves to be the better one. We did try to warn you, after all, so ...

Elissa flashes a wink to the camera before turning, leaving Bob alone to his thoughts and devices as the camera fades.

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[MNB]

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A HARDCORE REVOLUTION AGAINST A TYRANNICAL CHAMPION!
[TLC: TABLES, LADDERS, CHAIRS]
FOR THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
Darius
VS Scorpio (C)

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Aiello: Alright folks, the time has come for our main event match! Darius and Scorpio face off for the third time this year, and this time it is for the EWC Undisputed Championship!

Bennett: In a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match! Darius claims to be a master at these matches!

Carter: Both of these men have a win over each other, but who will come out on top at the end of the night!?

As soon as "Burn It Down" begins to play, plumes of thick white smoke covers the stage, Darius and Elissa Bradley emerge from within, Darius holding Elissa with one hand, his bat in the other, and donning looks of absolute aggression and determination on both of their faces.

Stroup: The following match is the Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match for the EWC Undisputed Championship! There are no pinfalls or submissions, no count outs, and no disqualifications; the first man to climb the ladder and retrieve the EWC Undisputed Championship will be declared the winner! And now, being accompanied to the ring by Elissa Bradley, he is from Albany, New York, weighing in at 265 lbs ... Darius!

Darius hypes himself up, slams the bat against the ramp a few times, then rushes down the ramp and slides into the ring. He leaps onto one of the turnbuckle and harasses the crowd for a moment, smacks the bat on the top of the ring post a few times, then holds the bat high into the air with one hand and throws devil horns up with his other hand as he waits for the match to begin.

Aiello: Will tonight be the night that Darius claims gold?! He claims to have momentum over Scorpio, but can he back those words up?

Bennett: I doubt it; Mr. President has his loyal men by his side to help him! I'm sure Darius' side piece will try to get involved!

'Hail To The Chief' plays and the crowd begin to boo knowing who's coming out. Slowly the four members of The President's Men, Scorpio's band of bodyguards, march out from the back and line the stage and ramp ahead of the 46th President's arrival. The final one waves the Star-Spangled Banner as the music fades...

Stroup: Please welcome, from London, England by way of Washington DC, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The S-Factor'... 'The 46th President of The United States'... 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet'... 'The Commander-In-Chief'... The allegedly 'true' EWC United States Champion AND The EWC Undisputed Champion... SCORPIO!

'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip, the other raised above his head with the Undisputed Championship in it, cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The S-Factor'' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.

Aiello: I thought Connors impeached this clown!

Bennett: You watch your mouth, you sumbitch! That is the PRESIDENT and he is here to win!

Carter: Regardless of title, Scorpio is the defending champion tonight, he also has his men by his side, I think the odds are in his favor!

The referee then takes the Undisputed championship from Scorpio, hooks it onto the clamp, and calls for it to be raised up. Once it reaches its destination, the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Darius and Scorpio circle around the ring for a moment, and then lock up in the center of the ring. Darius gets the upper hand, putting Scorpio into a side headlock, but then Scorpio pushes him forward into the ropes, breaking the hold! Darius runs across the ring, rebounds from the ropes and attempts to clothesline Scorpio, but he ducks out of the way! Darius rebounds once again, trying for a clothesline once again, but Scorpio avoids the attack again by rolling out of the way. Darius goes for a third and final attempt, but Scorpio meets him halfway and stops him dead in his tracks, connecting with the Glitterazi!

The lariat strikes Darius hard enough to flip him mid air, causing him to land on his front. Scorpio lands a few stomps onto Darius’ lower back, then runs at the ropes, leaping up onto them and springboarding off from them, flying at Darius with a springboard moonsault … but Darius quickly gets up, catches Scorpio, and slams him down to the mat with a spinebuster!

Darius then rolls out of the ring and grabs two chairs laying on one of the tables. He tosses both chairs into the ring and then slides back in, taking one of the chairs as he gets into the ring. Scorpio grabs the other chair as he gets to his feet and holds it up in a defensive position as Darius swings his chair side to side, laughing at the champion with a sadistic grin.

Aiello: Well that didn’t take long! Darius has already brought in the toys!

Bennett: Of course he did, that’s why the sumbitch picked this match!

Darius’s grin then turns to a snarl as he grips the chair tightly and swings for the fences towards Scorpio’s hip, but Scorpio blocks the shot with his own chair! Darius then thrusts the chair forward, attempting to drive it into Scorpio’s midsection, but Scorpio swats the chair out of Darius’ hands with his own chair, and then swings the chair upwards, driving it under Darius’ chin, knocking the big man back and down to the mat!

Scorpio takes his chair and places it under Darius’ foot, then lifts the seat up to place Darius’ right foot between the seat and the top of the chair. Darius tries to kick the chair away, but Scorpio stomps down onto it before he is able to, crushing the ankle in the chair! Darius flails around on the mat, grasping at his ankle with sheer agony as Scorpio pushes him away with his foot before posing to a chorus of boos from the crowd.

Aiello: He may have shattered Darius’ ankle! You can’t climb a ladder with a broken bone!

Carter: No you can’t, and I’m sure that was Scorpio’s intention!

Scorpio kicks the chair out of the ring and calls to his men to bring a ladder to the ring. As they do, Scorpio turns his attention back to Darius, dragging him to the bottom rope by the hair, and then putting Darius’ throat across the bottom rope. Scorpio takes hold of the top rope and then places his foot onto the back of Darius’ head, pulling up on the rope for leverage as he presses his foot down, choking Darius with the bottom rope!

Darius scratches and claws for the apron, trying to find a way out of the hold, but Scorpio just applies more pressure, eventually leading to Darius’ face quickly turning purple. Scorpio thrusts his foot down onto the back of Darius’ head, breaking the tension from his throat, and then pushes Darius out of the ring and to the arena floor; then like a pack of vultures, the President’s Men swarm Darius on the floor and proceed to give him a beat down.

Aiello: What a bunch of cowards! Four on one after Scorpio choked the life out of Darius!

Bennett: This is all legal, this sumbitch wanted this match, so he gets what he deserves!

Elissa rushes to Darius’ aid, trying to pull the President’s Men off from him, but Brody just shoves her away. She gets back to her feet and grabs one of the chairs on a table, and then swings it hard at Brody, slamming the unforgiving steel to his spine! As Brody crumbles to the ground, the other three men stop beating down Darius and slowly start to circle Elissa, using the numbers game to their advantage. Brett takes the chair from her hands and throws it to the ground, and then Cody attempts to grab her, but then out of nowhere, a man comes flying from the crowd and crash lands onto the President’s Men, knocking them all to the ground!

Carter: What in the world?! Who was that? Was that a fan!?

Aiello: I have no idea but they are laying some serious shots into the President’s Men!

From the pile of men on the floor, Joseph “Orion” Hunter emerges to a large pop from the crowd!

Bennett: What the hell!? Why is HE here?!

Aiello: It seems that Darius and the United States champion, Samantha Hamilton, have finally buried the hatchet! She has sent the backup she promised!

Orion grabs the steel chair from the ground and starts to slam it on all four men, doing his best to keep them all down. Brody eventually gets to his feet, managing to catch one of the chair shots before it connects to his head! He shoves the chair into Orion’s face and attempts to get on the offensive, but Elissa swoops in from behind and kicks him right between the legs! Brody begins to fall, but Orion catches him on his shoulders, hoists him up, and then takes him out with the Gutshot!

Scorpio sees the madness ensuing on the outside and barks orders at his men, telling them to take care of the problem. As he is distracted, Darius manages to get to his feet in the corner, spitting blood out onto the mat with a look of furious rage in his eyes. He begins to bounce in the corner, running his hand through his hair as he stalks the champion. Scorpio slowly backs away from the rope and turns to face Darius, but then Darius lunges forward, attempting to spear Scorpio, but Scorpio leapfrogs out of the way!

Darius hits the ropes, rebounding toward Scorpio in another spear attempt, but Scorpio brings his foot up and kicks Darius square in the chest! Darius stumbles back, giving Scorpio the chance to get on the offensive. Scorpio picks the ladder up from the mat and charges forward at Darius, but Darius manages to stop Scorpio in his tracks! Darius rips the ladder from Scorpio’s hands and then thrusts it forward, driving it into Scorpio’s abdomen with a sickening thud!

Aiello: Darius is finally on the attack! The last thing Scorpio wants is Darius having a weapon!

Carter: Especially a weapon he specializes in!

Darius leans the ladder against one of the turnbuckles and looks to the outside as he sees Orion starting to get outnumbered by the President’s Men. Darius slips out of the ring with one of the chairs, runs around the long way, and then lunges at Hunter, crashing the chair to the top of his skull! Darius then swings the chair at Cody’s midsection, forcing him to double over with pain, and then slams the chair down onto his back! Meanwhile, Orion has grabbed Brett, laying a few stiff punches into his face before throwing him to Darius, allowing Darius to lunge forward to connect with The Hunter’s Mark, spearing Brett down to the floor! Darius looks up at Orion with a grin, and gives him a nod of approval, which Orion acknowledges with a nod of his own.

Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Créme is seen handing a boot to Scorpio in the ring. Scorpio pulls himself up with the ropes and positions himself in the corner, hugging the boot tightly to his chest. Darius looks to the ring and sees Scorpio standing, so he takes hold of another ladder, slides it into the ring, and then climbs into the ring himself. Darius rushes at Scorpio in the corner, but Scorpio swings the bottom of the boot into Darius’ face, causing Darius to stumble back and crash to the mat, rolling around on the mat while holding his face, yelling out in pain!

Bennett: Oh come on! It’s just a boot, how bad could that be?!

Darius moves his hands from his face, revealing his now bloodied skin as blood pours from his forehead. Scorpio is then heard laughing as he holds his Louboutin high in the air, the heel wrapped in barbed wire!

Aiello: It’s that boot! He warned us about that and he made good on that promise!

Scorpio removes his right boot and then boots the barbed boot onto his foot, lacing it up tightly. Darius gets to his knees, wiping the blood from his eyes, as Scorpio struts around him slowly with a confident swagger. Darius swings at Scorpio with a right hook, but Scorpio uses his agility to avoid the strike, turning it into a roundhouse kick to the side of Darius’ head, utilizing the barbed heel!

Darius lays on the mat, his eyes glazed over, as Scorpio takes hold of one of the ladders, setting it up in the center of the ring. Scorpio begins climbing the ladder, his eyes not leaving the Undisputed championship as he takes each step higher. As he nearly reaches the top, Elissa slides into the ring and takes hold of the ladder. Scorpio’s eyes grow wide and he begs Elissa to leave the ring, but she instead uses all of her strength to lift up the ladder, slowly leaning it backwards, eventually dumping Scorpio off from the ladder, over the top rope, and through a table on the outside of the ring!

Crème slides into the ring and gets into Elissa’s face, cussing her out for attacking Scorpio, but Elissa only responds with a loud slap across the face! Crème is taken aback for a moment, but has little time to react as Elissa lunges forward, tackling Crème down to the ground! The two begin to brawl in the ring, eventually spilling to the outside as Darius gets back to his feet, looking around completely dazed and confused.

Bennett: Darius should be disqualified!! His woman got involved and hurt the President!

Aiello: Oh, but it’s okay for the President’s Men to get involved?!

Bennett: They are protecting the President … So yes!

Darius wipes the blood from his eyes again and looks up to the championship, and then at the fallen ladder. He pulls the ladder back up right and steadies it, but before he is able to climb, Brody rushes the ring and attempts to clothesline Darius, but Darius pushes the ladder forward, smashing it into Brody’s face! Darius then pushes himself from the ropes, leaps forward, and connects with The Hunter’s Mark, spearing Brody in the center of the ring!

Darius then takes the second ladder and drags it to the center of the ring. He takes hold of Brody’s left leg, places it between the ladder, and then begins to stomp down on the ladder repeatedly, crushing Brody’s knee between the ladder over and over again! Brody rolls around in agony, eventually falling out of the ring in the process. Darius looks up to the championship again and begins to climb, but unfortunately goes at a slower pace due to the attack on his ankle from earlier in the match.

By the time Darius gets half way up the ladder, Cody and Hunter have managed to get Scorpio to his feet. Scorpio slides in the ring as Orion flies into frame, crashing into Cody and Hunter, knocking them both down in the process. Scorpio scales the top turnbuckle, stalking Darius as he continues to climb. Darius sees Scorpio and begins to turn his attention to him, but Scorpio leaps from the top rope, grabbing Darius on the way down, and connects with the AGR, bringing Darius down from the ladder to the mat below!

Aiello: AGR! AGR! Scorpio may have just rebroken Darius’ neck!!

Carter: That was absolutely devastating! Will Darius be able to recover from that!?

Scorpio sits up with a smile on his face, looking to Darius as he lays on the match twitching slightly. Scorpio pulls himself to his feet, looking to the outside of the ring as the President’s Men have managed to gang up on Orion. He barks orders at the men, to which they follow immediately. They take a nearby table to the front of the entrance ramp and stack it onto another table already in place there, and then throw two chairs into the ring.

Scorpio places Darius' head onto one of the chairs and then takes the other chair into his hands. Scorpio begins to raise the chair high above his head, but then Orion runs into frame, leaping up onto the ladder as a step up, and then connects with the Spinning Arrow shining wizard to Scorpio, slamming the chair into the side of his head! Scorpio stumbles back into the ropes, using the momentum from the ropes to thrust himself forward, catching Orion off guard with a kick to the gut! Scorpio then puts his head under Orion’s arm, flips him forward, and slams him down onto the steel chair with the Paparazzi's Flash ranheii!

Bennett: That’ll teach that sumbitch! That’s what you get for getting involved!

Carter: Orion is only evening the odds, although I don’t think he will be of much use after that!

Scorpio gets back to his feet and spits at Orion, cursing him out as he turns to face Darius. Scorpio then sees Darius standing tall, donning a full crimson mask, and now wielding his barbed wire bat. Scorpio charges at Darius, but Darius swings low, striking his shins with the barbed wire bat! Scorpio trips up and crashes into the turnbuckle, quickly trying to recover in the process, but Darius wastes little time as he brings the bat down square on the top of Scorpio’s head, busting the champ wide open in the process!

Scorpio drops down to the mat on his ass, holding his head as the blood begins to flow. Darius tosses his bat to the side and picks up one of the chairs, wedging it between Scorpio’s head and the bottom rope. Darius then runs to the rope, hits them hard, and rebounds towards Scorpio, connecting with a running facewash to the chair, crashing it into Scorpio’s face with a sickening force!

Darius then ducks out of the ring with rage in his eyes, turning his attention to the ring steps. He kicks the top step over revealing the bottle of lighter fluid and a blowtorch underneath! He takes the bottle in his hand and looks to the two stacks tables with a sickening grin. He then begins to spray the liquid all over the top and bottle table, entirely dousing them until the bottle is empty and thrown to the ground. Darius turns his attention back to Scorpio, who is now stumbling forward to the ladder in the center of the ring.

Aiello: I think things are about to heat up!

Carter: If that is the case, it will be very reminiscent of Scorpio’s fall at Night of Champions!

Darius slides back into the ring and attempts to grab Scorpio from behind, but Scorpio catches Darius by surprise, pulling his head under his arm, leaping off from the ladder and spinning Darius around, planting him with a tornado DDT! Scorpio quickly gets back to his feet, looking down at Darius as attempts to roll out of the ring. Scorpio grabs Darius by the wounded ankle, slamming it down into the mat repeatedly, and then stomps down onto it with the barbed heel!

Darius flails around on the mat in more agony than before, but Scorpio gives him no time to recover. He picks Darius up from the mat and sets him up against the turnbuckle. Scorpio then grabs the second ladder and leans it against the turnbuckle, pinning Darius underneath it. Scorpio then rushes at Darius and attempts a dropkick, but Darius thrusts the ladder forward, crashing it into Scorpio’s face! The ladder falls to the ground next to Scorpio as he stands dazed, giving Darius time to kick him in the gut and then hoists him up into the air high, spinning him around, and then slamming him down onto the ladder with the Morrow Bomb, his signature tiger bomb!

Scorpio rolls around on the mat, holding his spine as he lets out screams of agony. Darius rolls to the outside of the ring where Elissa is waiting by. She wipes away some of the blood with a wet towel, and then hands Darius the blowtorch, pointing to the stacked tables as he takes it from her hands. Darius looks to the tables and nods, making his way over to them as he ignites the torch.

Bennett: That crazy sumbitch is gonna’ burn the place down! Call security!

Aiello: I think he is about to remind Scorpio of his very painful past!

Right as Darius is about to ignite the tables, Scorpio drags himself to the middle rope, yelling down at Darius with insults and curses. Darius snarls at Scorpio, swinging the blowtorch at him, but Scorpio dodges the shot. Darius drops the torch to the ground and instead grabs his bat once again, sliding into the ring as Scorpio gingerly gets to his feet with a chair in his hands. Darius swings the bat wide at Scorpio, but the bat gets deflected by the chair! Scorpio then thrusts the chair forward at Darius’ head, but Darius narrowly avoids the jab!

Darius then drops the bat and tries to headbutt Scorpio, but Scorpio instead chops Darius in the throat, stunning him for a moment. Scorpio grabs hold of the ladder standing in the middle of the ring and pulls it closer to the ropes, then turns his attention back to Darius. Scorpio kicks Darius in the gut, and then begins to climb the ladder trying to drag Darius up with him, but Darius lands a few shots to Scorpio’s kidneys! Scorpio shoves Darius away and starts to scurry up the ladder away from Darius, realizing he is too far from the championship as he gets to the top!

Aiello: He moved the ladder closer to Darius to use it, but moved it away from the title at the same time! Big mistake!

Carter: His best option is to jump to it, or else Darius may just tip him over like Elissa did!

Scorpio turns his body around on the ladder to face Darius, but Darius has already scaled to the same height! Darius drives a few stiff elbows into Scorpio’s head, and then headbutts him hard! Darius looks back down at Elissa and yells “DO IT!” in her direction, which leads to her picking up the blowtorch and igniting the tables!

Bennett: My god! I can feel the heat from here!

Aiello: Those flames are huge!

Darius then pulls Scorpio’s head under his arm, looks back at the flaming tables, and then thrusts his legs forward, sending himself and Scorpio flying from nearly the top of the ladder, over the top rope, and through the flaming tables below with the Gray Matter impaler DDT! The crowd erupts with cheers and chants as the men temporarily disappear in an explosion of flame;

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!

Darius rolls around on the ground, clawing at his back, while Scorpio lays face down, barely twitching as the medical team rushes to both men.

Aiello: Can they even continue this match!?

Carter: They have to! Someone needs to claim that championship!

As the medical team tends to Scorpio, Darius pushes away the ones trying to work on him. He pulls himself to his feet using the bottom rope, looking at Scorpio as they try to get him to respond. Crème rushes to Scorpio’s side, helping him get to his feet against the medical team’s orders. Darius rolls back into the ring, limping as he gets to his feet, and brings the ladder back to the center of the ring. Darius then begins to scale the ladder, pulling himself up slowly as he climbs. Crème sees this and leaves Scorpio to the medical team as she rushes the ring, sliding under the rope, and leaping at Darius, grabbing onto his tights as he tries to climb.

Darius kicks at her, trying to get her away from his tights, but the grip stays true. Darius drops down from the ladder, grabs her by the hair, and then chucks her over the top rope and down to the floor next to Scorpio. Scorpio sees this and becomes infuriated, shoving the medical team away as he sees Darius climb the ladder again.

Scorpio slides into the ring and attempts to shove the ladder down, but has little strength left to do so. So instead, Scorpio sets up the other ladder inside of the ladder Darius is on, creating a bridge between the ladder and ropes. Scorpio weakly climbs onto the bridge and then begins to pull himself up the ladder, eventually reaching the top with Darius.

Both men stare each other down, faces drenched with blood as the crowd begins to chant FIGHT! at the men. Soon after, they begin to trade blows at the top of the ladder, with Scorpio managing to get the upper hand by thumping Darius in the eye with his thumb! Darius lets go of the ladder with one hand to grab his eye, so Scorpio takes advantage, using one leg to hold himself tight to the ladder as he grabs Darius’ other hand, raising his right leg up just enough to reach Darius’ face, and then pulls Darius forward, slamming his forehead into the tip of Scorpio’s barbed wire heel, connecting with a modified Heel Turn while on the ladder! Darius loses his grip and begins to fall as he is stunned, but Scorpio gives an assist by shoving Darius back with his foot, sending him flying from ladder and down on to the ladder, crashing through it with a sickening crack!

Scorpio looks down at Darius, laughing loudly as he twitches in the heap of blood and broken metal. Scorpio then reaches up, unstrapping his championship from the clamp, pulling it down for the victory!

DING DING DING

Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL! EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIOOOOON …. SCORPIO!!!

Scorpio holds the championship high above his head for a moment, but then collapses from the top of the ladder, crashing down to the mat below, the title held close to his chest the whole time.

Aiello: Scorpio beat Darius at his own game and retained the Undisputed Championship!

Bennett: Now THAT’S my President! Try to Impeach him now!

Carter: Darius fought to the best of his ability, but Scorpio came out on top as the better man here tonight!

Scorpio sits up slowly, still hugging the championship tightly, and then looks towards Darius as the medical team brings a stretcher into the ring. Scorpio just laughs in Darius’ direction and then gets to his feet with help from Crème. Scorpio raises the championship high above his head, letting the world know that he is still their champion loud and clear.

Aiello: Folks, it's been a crazy night here...and in just a couple weeks, we'll see that man try to win back what he feels is rightfully his as he faces Samantha Hamilton for the United States Championship at Scars and Stripes! The Titaness was able to stop the so-called President once, can she do it again? And what will happen now that Connors has seemingly fired the first shots in the war against Rampage? We'll see what happens next, when Rampage presents their Pay-Per-View event and when we head to the Land of the Rising Sun for MNB #559! Until then, for Steven Bennett and Max Carter I'm Joe Aiello, wishing you all a good night!

The last thing we see is Scorpio still celebrating his win as the show comes to a close.

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SEGMENT WRITERS

Queen Melody
Kendrick Kross
Jamie Love / Rotten Mark Keaton / TheSouthernExpress
Gabrielle Visconty
Ace King / Axel / Kendrick Kross / Karver
Morgan Darkwater
Xavier Reid
Elissa Bradley / Darius

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
WRITER: Gabrielle Visconty

MATCH TWO
WRITER: Alexander Cage

MATCH THREE
WRITER: Darius

MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Xavier Reid

MATCH FIVE
WRITER: MNB

MATCH SIX
WRITER: Rotten Mark Keaton

MATCH SEVEN | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Darius

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RECAP OF WINNERS

NO DQ MATCH
Damian The Unholy Vs El Gran Azul
WINNER via pinfall: Damian The Unholy
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NO DQ MATCH
Axel Zane Vs Scrappy Coco
WINNER via pinfall: Axel Zane

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SINGLES MATCH [WIN VIA PIN OR KO ONLY]
Tank Vs Rafe White
WINNER via KO: Rafe White

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TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH
Callie Clark Vs Gabrielle Visconty
WINNER (2 Falls to 1): Gabrielle Visconty
- FALL 1 WINNER VIA PINFALL: CALLIE CLARK
- FALL 2 WINNER VIA PINFALL: GABRIELLE VISCONTY
- FALL 3 WINNER VIA PINFALL: GABRIELLE VISCONTY

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"THE HUNT FOR THE GOLDEN TICKET"
Bosa Vs Alexander Cage
WINNER and holder of the Golden Ticket: Bosa

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THREE-WAY ELIMINATION MATCH
FOR THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Xavier Reid Vs Iggy Swango Vs David Scott (N/S)
- FIRST ELIMINATION: Iggy Swango def. David Scott via submission
- SECOND ELIMINATION: Xavier Reid def. Iggy Swango via pinfall
WINNER (AND NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION): Xavier Reid

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TLC MATCH: TABLES, LADDERS, CHAIRS
FOR THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
Darius Vs Scorpio
WINNER (AND STILL UNDISPUTED CHAMPION): Scorpio

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Scorpio
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Darius Vs Scorpio

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