MNB #559 - HAYWARD

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WARNING:

This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE #559 | AUGUST 10TH 2020

LIVE! from the Pioneer Stadium in Hayward, CA

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

"BZRK" by Family Force 5 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 #558 in Tokyo.

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, Kendrick Kross, Stephanie Matsuda, Bosa, and Rafe White among others.

We then get a shot of the lone Champion of BRAWL:

Xavier Reid with the International Championship...

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



A wide aerial shot shows that the Pioneer Stadium is electric for Monday Night BRAWL!

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

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

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

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

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

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

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

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

"I'M READY TO SEE SOME WAR GET MONGERED"

"PARABELLUM WAS A GREAT JOHN WICK FILM AND AN EVEN BETTER EWC PPV"

"WHO'S HUNGRY FOR A LUNCH TIME TAG MATCH?"

"GO FIND A TRAIN TO THROW DOM FROM, DARIUS"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT A BRAWL CHAMPION"

and "WHERE HAVE ALL THE GOOD SIGN IDEAS GONE?"

The camera pans around the Pioneer Stadium once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello and Steve Bennett are standing by.

Aiello: Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting edition of Monday Night BRAWL! I am indeed Joe Aiello, alongside my colleague Steve Bennett for an exciting night of outdoor in-ring action from the beautiful city of Hayward, California!

Bennett: I don't know if beautiful is the right word for it, Joe! This ain't Chicago, or Philly, or Tokyo by a long shot. The best thing this city's got going for it is it's a university town, but East Bay U? I dunno about that, Joe.

Aiello: We may be presenting the action in front of a smaller crowd due to the size of the stadium Steve, but the action isn't any less big! We're on that stretch of road between Parabellum and Night of Champions, and we'll be seeing the fallout of the former when two captains from Brand Warfare face off in an X-Division main event! Darius defends the honor of the red brand when he takes on a former Undisputed Champion in Prime's Dominic Sanders!

Bennett: Darius has his work cut out for him, considering what went down at Parabellum! Before we get to that big main event though, we have the implosion of the War Mongers as Stephanie Matsuda returns to BRAWL with her eye on the United States Champion in non-title X-Division action, taking on Samantha Hamilton!

Aiello: Will the Titaness prove she's more than ready to tackle the challenge of this year's Night of Champions main event, or will the War Queen get one over on her? We'll find out tonight! We also have some excellent tag team action in store as the Premium Posse take on Lunch Time!

Bennett: Pardon the pun Joe, but these two teams are hungry to prove their worth in the tag division...but who will chow down on victory first?

Aiello: Indeed, a sweet victory will go to just one time on this evening! Wrapping up a fine evening's lineup is a triple threat match that sees Bosa, Callie Clark, and Kendrick Kross all squaring off to see who can climb the ranks of contention, and an opening contest that sees Kyle Young and Lochlan MacKay face off after some issues they had from the Highland Games at Parabellum!

Bennett: Bosa's still got that Golden Ticket in his pocket, but you can tell he wants to prove himself against two competitors with similar goals! And the situation between Young and MacKay looks like it's already coming to a head here tonight!

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The Brawl GM, Jim Connors sits at his desk in his office. He’s concentrating on his Ipad and swiping left a bunch of times when the door opens.

Normandy: Ah! My friend Jim Connors! How are you doing today? It’s your friend, your pal, Carter Normandy here. Listen, I heard a little rumor that the ten thousand dollar prize from Thunder was shipped to you to hand out to the winner tonight.

The camera pans to the end of Jim’s desk where a briefcase sits there with a gold printed -Ten Thousand - displayed on it’s side. 

Connors: That’s right, thank you for coming all this way to collect it…

The door opens again and Jamie Matthews and the Premium Posse manager, Lorenzo enters right after him. 

Matthews: Yo! I’m glad I could be here for this Carter, good thing you called me right? Wouldn’t want you to take an unfair cut or anything, right bro? Saw you weren’t getting ready in the locker room for our match and thought something was up!

Normandy: Ha-ha! That’s right, little friend! You get your five hundred dollar cut and Lorenzo can get a hundred for his services too. It’s only fair, right?

Matthews: Five hundred, my ass! That money is mine! I could’ve won that match on my own!

Connors: Tell you what, gentlemen. Since he’s your manager, how about I give this briefcase to Lorenzo and he figures out what way to split it. That way you can get out of my office so I can continue working here.

Normandy: Ya right, Lorenzo is Jamie’s bum buddy, he’ll screw me over.

Matthews: I have an idea Carter. How about we fight over it? The winner gets the money, bro!

Normandy: Well, ha-ha! That’s the best idea you’ve ever had. What’ll it be? Street fight? Submission match?

Matthews: Yo! An elimination match, the winner is the last one standing after….no wait a minute…

Normandy: Ha-ha! Ya, those one on one elimination matches are pretty popular these days. How about a car salesman match, the first one to sell a Ford Fiesta wins the match?

Connors: Well, why not put the briefcase on a pole and the first one to grab it, wins the match?

Normandy: On a pole? Genius! Has that ever been done?

Matthews: Fine, ten grand on a pole match. You’re going down, bro! That money is MINE!

Jamie and Lorenzo exit the office, both making gang signs. Carter stares at them smiling wide, then when the door closes he stops smiling and rubs his chin. He lets out a breath then sits on the desk and shakes his head.

Connors: This is the part where you leave too so the GM can continue his work. Don’t you guys have a match next? Hit the road.

Normandy: Ah yes! Sorry, ha-ha! Just doing an inner monologue that nobody can hear.

Carter leaves the office quickly. Jim shakes his head then returns to his iPad, the camera spins to his back, briefly showing that he’s playing Tetris before fading out.

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UNFINISHED BUSINESS FROM THE HIGHLAND GAMES!
[SINGLES MATCH]

Kyle Young
VS Lochlan MacKay

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Aiello: And here we go, folks! We kick off BRAWL with an exciting match between Kyle Young and Lochlan MacKay, who no doubt still have some issues to deal with after Parabellum!

Bennett: It was clear as day that these two would collide, and they won't wait much longer!

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 275 pounds, he is the Second City Soldier ... KYLE YOUNG!

'Devil Dogs' plays as Kyle Young makes his way to the ring, eager to make an impression tonight as he faces Lochlan MacKay! He quickly gets to the ring, warming up for his opponent.

Stroup: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada by way of Glasgow, weighing in at 265 pounds ... LOCHLAN MACKAY!

'Gravel Walk' plays as Lochlan MacKay makes his way to the ring, staring down Kyle Young the entire time. He enters the ring, his opponent not leaving his sight as the ref calls for the opening bell!

DING DING DING

The two men immediately square up, trading lefts and rights as they each look to get an advantage over their opponent. Lochlan is the first to do so, wearing down the Second City Soldier with some heavy punches that sends Young to the corner. He charges at Kyle, slamming his shoulder into Kyle's sternum! Kyle falls to the canvas with a thud as Lochlan nails him with a couple stomps before picking him up...only to slam him right back into the canvas with a Northern Lights suplex! Lochlan bridges the neck to cover Kyle! 1...KICK OUT BY YOUNG!


Aiello: Kyle not giving up so easily after that suplex, he's clearly looking to fight the odds tonight!

Bennett: You'd better believe that's only the start of Lochlan's offense tonight, ya gotta wonder what else he has to do to put Kyle away!

Kyle gets back to his feet as Lochlan looks to connect with a clothesline off the ropes, but Kyle ducks under and hits a neckbreaker to stop Lochlan's momentum! With the Scotsman down, Kyle quickly goes to work on the leg of Lochlan with some stomps. Lochlan eventually fights this off, looking to hit Young with another Northern Lights suplex...but Young reverses it into a fisherman suplex instead! He's got the leg cinched in, pinning Lochlan's shoulders down! 1...2...KICK OUT BY LOCHLAN!


Aiello: Young almost caught MacKay by surprise with that fisherman suplex!

Bennett: But he didn't! Lochlan was too smart to let that ruin a perfectly fine start to his in-ring career.

With the two men at an impasse, they go right back to the well and trade lefts and rights until Kyle manages to get the upper hand this time with a knee to the midsection. He follows up with a Gourdbuster GTS that sends Lochlan reeling back, giving Kyle a chance to go for a running knee strike he calls the Demon Knee...but Lochlan manages to dodge it at the last second! Lochlan grabs Kyle from behind, hitting his rolling Scottish suplexes three times over! Kyle is down, but Lochlan isn't finished yet as he steps back, telling Kyle to get back up. Kyle slowly gets back to his feet, wobbly-legged as Lochlan connects with a Shining Wizard! ALBA GU BRÀTH! That may very well be it as Lochlan goes for the cover!



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DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... LOCHLAN MACKAY!

The ref raises Lochlan's hand in victory as we cut back to commentary.

Aiello: What a victory for Lochlan MacKay, who gets a bit of comeuppance over Kyle Young tonight!

Bennett: Very true, though I reckon this may be far from over between them.

Aiello: Only time will tell, Steve! But up next, we have triple threat action as Callie Clark, Kendrick Kross, and Bosa all look to make a statement!

Camera cuts to ...

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The camera cuts backstage inside the Pioneer Stadium where we find Xavier Reid walking down a hallway with ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love, who looks rather annoyed.

Love: This is absolutely ridiculous...you know that right?

Xavier smirks and looks at his manager.

Reid: Hey it’s the price you have to pay in order to stand in my corner Tommy…

Tommy shakes his head.

Love: I had to cut my vacation short for this? BULLSHIT!!!! Jim Connors never heard my side of the story, he took Gabi for her word and never once interviewed me about what happened from my side of the story...you realize without me she probably would be curled up in a ball in some hotel room right now...in a dark place still not accepting what happened with her parents...I gave her direction…

Reid: And the painkillers…

Tommy waves his hand and dismisses that last statement.

Love: She was already hooked on the painkillers when I came into the picture...I didn’t get her hooked...I just made it easier for her to get the painkillers but Connors doesn’t know that because he ignored me and banned me from Brawl before we could sit down all because she has tits…

Reid: And was a member of his roster…

Love: Yeah WAS!!!

Tommy shakes his head

Love: How did that work out for Jimmy-Boy...I was watching Rampage this week, I saw her jump ship from Brawl to Rampage...where is the loyalty on her end, she couldn’t get the job down at Parabellum so what, she just joins the winning team, look around this place, it’s the new fad to leave Brawl for ‘greener’ pastures...she saw Dominic Sanders do it and now she’s bailing on Brawl for the uber popular Rampage but in all the excitement people are failing to look at the bigger picture...she knows she’s buried her on Brawl. She wasn’t able to punch her ticket to Hardcore Revolution to fight for the International Championship...hell she spent all last year failing to take it from Cyrus and knows nobody wants to see her in the title picture...she lost to Bosa and doesn’t want to face ME so she sold out and left...FINE, don’t let the door hit you in the ass BUT WHY IN THE HELL DO I STILL HAVE TO DO THIS SENSITIVITY TRAINING BULLSHIT!!!!

Tommy and Xavier turn the corner and see Dr. Taylor Potts waiting for them.

Dr. Potts: Mr. Love, I’ve been expecting you…

Love: I bet you have, must be nice to have 30 mins to kill on a Monday night…

Dr. Potts: You had all week to meet with me…

Love: That should tell you something...I at least get it when someone is ghosting me…

Dr. Potts: This isn’t something you can opt out of Tommy and I’m not someone who’s going to go away...or accept you have died, I’m here to do a job and if you want to keep yours…

She opens the door and points him in, Tommy looks at Xavier who just shrugs his shoulders.

Reid: I can’t help you man…

Tommy drops his head and does the walk of shame into the room with Dr. Potts as Xavier laughs. As the door closes Xavier looks up and sees Bob Murray standing there looking at him and motions him over.

Reid: Might as well Bob…

Bob Murray walks over towards Xavier

Murray: First and foremost congratulations on your win at Parabellum…

Reid: Oh I won...you wouldn’t know that after listening to Grizzly Duggan would you? I mean the way he spun it Friday night it was all his Rampage Champions carrying me to a win…

Reid smirks and laughs

Reid: I guess he missed the part where Candy took out Ace and Sam was taken out by Jordan Sharpe...I guess he wants to ignore the fact that Scorpio was able to pin Ezio was because I took out Candy while HIS other champions were down and out...I heard his little proclamation and it was cute and YES, I am Brawl’s lone wolf going into Night of Champions but let’s face it Rampage’s three champions will not be able to work together to bring home a win for the GREEN brand, Scorpio and Sam could barely work together at Parabellum and Ace King is going to need little old Xavier Reid to advance past the first match so me being the only member of the Brawl roster in the Power Struggle Match doesn’t matter...brand loyalty gets tossed out the window…

Murray: Fair point…

Reid: But we did learn something from Duggan’s speech Friday night and our very own GM might want to open his eyes and take note...he’s looking to make Rampage the Flagship Brand here in the EWC and the truth is he’s doing it...we need to wake up here in Brawl and start playing dirty…

Murray: How so…

Xavier smiles

Reid: Bosa is sitting on a Golden Ticket...the one he won at Hardcore Revolution and NOWHERE did it say he can only cash that in on the International Championship...Jim Connors should go to him and convince him to cash that in on the Undisputed Championship or the US Championship...hell cash it in on the X-Division Championship...the point is we as a brand need to start weakening Rampage or it will be our undoing…

Xavier looks at Bob Murray

Reid: With Sanders leaving and Cyrus gone Brawl needs a leader and people might not like it but I’m stepping up to fill that role...people around here need to understand we are fighting for our survival...Brawl has always been the place to be but now we have people leaving for Rampage...you look around our roster and we don’t have the name value we once had but it’s time to chance that...Brawl has the best young talent in the EWC and it’s time we start using it...every member of this roster should be asking themselves ‘what can I do to bring the prestige back to Brawl’...what can I do to hurt Rampage...Bosa…

Xavier looks into the camera

Reid: Go bring that US Championship to Brawl...bring back the X-Division Championship to Brawl...if I fail to do so at Night of Champions go bring the Undisputed Championship back to Brawl...or...cash it in on me and miss out on doing what’s best for Brawl...your choice I guess but I know what I would do if it was me…

Xavier shrugs

Reid: At Night of Champions I will step into that ring alongside Ace King, Jordan Sharpe and Ezio DeLuca and do my best to get past that first match but I understand I’m putting my chance of becoming the NEW Undisputed Champion in their hands...and that’ not the best feeling, I could be knocked out of the match without being pinned and that sucks...but it is what it is...this right here…

Xavier holds up the International Championship

Reid: Is my ticket for the shot at the Undisputed Championship so I will carry the Brawl banner into Night of Champions and will do everything I can to bring that Undisputed Championship back to Brawl...back to where it belongs…

But before Xavier can continue the office door slams open and Dr. Taylor Potts comes running out of the office.

Dr. Potts: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!!

Tommy follows her out with a smile on his face as he zips up his pants as she yells back at them as she runs down the hall.

Dr. Potts: I HAVE NEVER…

Love: So we’re good here? See you next week Doc…

Xavier looks at Tommy who grins

Love: She wanted to talk about how I started with Gabi so I took her back to WrestleFest and how I pulled out my pecker...and I showed her….

Xavier shakes his head

Love: I guess we are free to leave Xavier...come on…

Xavier smiles and looks at Bob Murray

Reid: Time for someone to step up around here so I’ll do it...see you at Night of Champions…

Xavier turns and walks away with Tommy Love as we move to a commercial break.

[MNB]

Aiello: Well folks of course the best action is right here on Monday Nights, but there was some drama after the TV cameras cut off on Friday…

Bennett: There are many who noticed the conspicuous absence of the Undisputed Champion on Friday, but in this never before seen footage, it turns out the alleged 46th President of The United States was in Monterrey… check it out!

The MacTron comes to life showing the aftermath of Friday Night Rampage…

Melody Malone and Samantha Hamilton have both left ringside following their huge main event clash, and the crowd are settling down from a great episode of Rampage. Suddenly “Hail To The Chief” hits the speakers and the crowd begin to boo loudly recognising whose music it is. The four bodyguards known as The President’s Men file out from the back before ‘The S-Factor’ Scorpio steps out with a shit-eating grin on his face. He smiles and waves to the fans, who predictably boo him back, before stopping at the point where the stage and ramp meet. His bodyguards form around him as the music calms down and the Undisputed Champion raises his microphone.

Scorpio: Cody, Brody, Brett, Hunter… get in closer… you can never be too careful in Mexico…

Obviously the crowd’s heat only gets worse and a box of popcorn narrowly avoids hitting the Undisputed Champion. He scowls before laughing a little to himself.

Scorpio: I want to keep this as short as possible, frankly I have zero intentions of catching whatever vile gutter-trash diseases are spreading amongst you people…

More boos.

Scorpio: Oh make whatever farmyard animal noises you want, I don’t care. I want you all to cast your minds back a couple of weeks… I want you all to remember Parabellum. On Phuket there was only one match that mattered, the preview to Night of Champions. You remember what happened?

He grins.

Scorpio: I OUT-WRESTLED EVERY FUCKING CHAMPION THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION HAS! I kicked the asses of every other singles champion, I showed them all why I am the Undisputed Champion, and I proved to the world why I’m going to be the first champion to walk out of the all-champions contest at Night of Champions with this title…

The S-Factor raises the Undisputed Championship above his head and the crowd boos even louder. Scorpio runs an acrylic nail along the nameplate to emphasise that the title is all his. He smirks before raising the microphone once more.

Scorpio: President Mac has been back for all of five minutes and he’s already off sick; the man is weak, he’s pathetic, he’s no true leader. This is my federation, and even with King and Candy and Nevaeh and Hamilton and DeLuca and Reid and Sharpe snapping at my Louboutin heels I WILL RULE IT AS ITS PRESIDENT AND ITS UNDISPUTED CHAMPION. Bring everything you have at Night of Champions… you’ll forever be second tier compared to me…

He stares into the camera lens.

Scorpio: … bitches.

The 46th President drops the microphone and spins on his patented heels before strutting off as “Hail To The Chief” blasts over the speakers. The Monterrey crowd boo loudly before we cut back to Brawl.

The crowd in Hayward are booing the house down too as we re-join the announce team.

Bennett: Well, that son o’ bitch is a colourful character, and he had some choice words for the champions of the EWC!

Aiello: Scorpio has claimed they’re all second tier compared to him, and after scoring the pin at Parabellum he thinks he’s got them on the back foot. We’ve heard rumours The S-Factor has entered the building here in Hayward… we’ll see if he chooses to make an in-person appearance…

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SHIFTING GEARS!
[TRIPLE THREAT MATCH]

Callie Clark
VS Kendrick Kross
VS Bosa

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Aiello: Up next we have a collision between three competitors looking to get out of a recent funk and stake a claim in the title picture!

Bennett: Bosa might've won the Golden Ticket at Hardcore Revolution, but I reckon Xplode had some words with him about getting some of that bite back, and he's got two tough competitors to face in Callie Clark and former X-Division Champion Kendrick Kross!

Aiello: Indeed, Callie's looking to get back some much-needed confidence and Kendrick Kross is looking to try to get back into X-Division contention!

Stroup: The following match is a triple threat match, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from New York, 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 Agent Daisy Johnson 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: Introducing next, from Chelsea, London, weighing in at 215 pounds ... KENDRICK KROSS!

'Until It Breaks' starts playing, but after a solid thirty seconds there is still no sign of the former X-Division Champion. Callie and the ref both give confused looks but, as they say, the show must go on.

Stroup: And finally, hailing from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is Beastmode Incarnate ... BOSA!

"Man in the Box" by Alice in Chains begins to play! The crowd completely erupts as Bosa emerges from the backstage area! Stopping on the stage area, he glares at the ring a moment, adjusting his gloves and pads. He looks determined, his eyes remaining on the ring as the camera pans around him. Bosa walks down the ramp and towards the ring, reaching out to slap the hands of the fans along the way. With the fans still cheering and chanting his name, Bosa lowers his fists and ascends the metal stairs. Stepping through the ropes, he circles the ring once as he nods his head in respect to the fans! The fans continue to cheer him on as Bosa comes to a stop in the middle of the ring.

Aiello: Folks, I'm not sure what's happened to Kendrick Kross but it looks like the ref is going to start this without him!

DING DING DING

Bosa charges at Clark from the opening bell, but Clark quickly ducks out of the way before unleashing a flurry of offense on the man who calls himself Beastmode Incarnate. This culminates in a roundhouse kick that sends Bosa reeling into the corner, giving Clark an opportunity to go for a step up high knee...but Bosa catches her in midair, landing a powerslam that drives her into the canvas instead! Bosa continues his offense on Clark as we start hearing some commotion spilling out onto the stage, in the form of Kendrick Kross going at it with someone of a small stature, clearly trying to hide their identity!


Aiello: Now hold on a minute, what's going on here?

Bennett: Looks like we know why Kendrick didn't come out for his usual entrance, he was too busy getting beaten up by whoever this guy is!

Aiello: Whatever happened, it looks like it's bleeding through into this match...and with no disqualifications, Kross is still very much a part of this match regardless of the situation he's in right now!

As those two continue to brawl, we go back to the action in the ring as Bosa sends Callie to the ropes, hitting a Lou Thesz press on the rebound followed by some mounted punches! Meanwhile, the brawl between Kross and the mystery man has found its way ringside as Kross narrowly dodges being thrown into the steel ringpost! Back in the ring, Bosa picks Clark up by the throat, stalling for a moment before hitting a chokeslam! He stares down at Clark for just a second before making the cover!



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KROSS SLIDES INTO THE RING, BREAKING UP THE COUNT AT THE LAST SECOND!


Aiello: Kross just saved his chances of winning this match!

Bennett: He may be hurt by that attack before the match, but he hasn't forgotten he's still IN this match...and you can tell he wasn't gonna let Bosa get the win that easily!

Aiello: Agreed, but Bosa doesn't look pleased about that!

Truer words were never spoken, as Bosa gets to his feet and focuses his efforts on the former X-Division Champion. At this point the mystery attacker has stepped away from ringside, looking on from the ramp as Bosa connects with some hard strikes to the head of Kross. Bosa wails on Kross with some more punches that sends him to the corner, but Clark stops the momentum in its tracks with a dropkick from behind that sends Bosa crashing into Kross!

The impact sends Kross to the canvas, but Bosa manages to stand his ground as he turns around, raising his fist before he catches Clark by surprise with a Chin Check that sends Clark clear out of the ring! Kendrick gets back to his feet, but he's looking worse for wear as Bosa catches him with a Diamond Cutter! UNLEASH THE BEAST! With that, Bosa goes for the cover!


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DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... BOSA!

The ref raises Bosa's arm in victory, the winner of the Golden Ticket looking very confident as he exits the ring, just as the mystery attacker slides into the ring.

Aiello: What a big win for Bosa here, toppling Callie Clark and Kendrick Kross to prove a point!

Bennett: Speaking of proving a point, it looks like our mystery man ain't through with Kross just yet!

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The mystery attacker goes back on the offensive, slowly picking Kross up before unloading a flurry of offense that culiminates in a hurricanrana off the top rope...which sends the attacker's mask flying to reveal his identity: Jamie Matthews! There's a ton of confusion as officials rush down to the ring, and suddenly blue lights flood the stadium as sheets of paper fly through the crowd, like confetti.

A fan holds one up to the camera it reads

" One of your prisoners has escaped.
Jamie Matthews has joined..
"

Aiello: Wait a damn minute, you mean to tell me...

Bennett: Well hell, it makes sense Joe! Connors used Kross to fire the first shots in Brand Warfare, so it seems fitting that Kross would see the other end of that...but from PRIME!? That makes Jamie Matthews not only a traitor, but a damn fool!

Officials check on Kross as Matthews sneaks out of the ring, laughing with a big grin as we move to a commercial break.

[MNB]

We cut backstage, where we see Jamie still looking quite proud of himself as he heads toward the locker room when he's confronted by the General Manager.

Connors: What the hell are you trying to pull, Jamie!? I help you and Carter get that precious match of yours set up, and this is how you repay me?

Jamie just scoffs, laughing at the GM he no longer works for.

Matthews: Look, Jim, the fact of the matter is I can make a real killing off the indies! Besides, if there's one thing you've proven the past couple months, it's that you don't have an appreciation for a tag team of the Premium Posse's caliber! Carter and I are gonna sort our money situation out soon, but I'm taking my talents to the blue brand now!

Connors just shakes his head with a heavy sigh.

Connors: Look, Jamie, I don't care how talented you think you are...you seem pretty clueless if you think you're gonna hightail it out of here before you have your scheduled match! I can keep you from getting paid for this appearance, so I suggest you tuck your tail between your legs and give it your all against Lunch Time, because you and your buddy Carter are up next!

Jamie runs off to meet up with Carter, leaving us with an angry Jim Connors as we cut back to ringside.

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A TALE OF FOOD AND VIOLENCE!
[TAG TEAM MATCH]

Lunch Time
VS Premium Posse

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Aiello: Welcome back! After a bit of chaos from our previous match, it's time for some tag team action! The Premium Posse takes on the returning Lunch Time, and this match is going to be VERY interesting considering we just saw Jamie Matthews essentially jump ship from BRAWL to PRIME!

Bennett: This is gonna be tough for me to call, Joe. I can't stand a traitor like Matthews, but I also can't stand those food-toting, meal-time shilling fat-asses!

Aiello: Come on, Steve. They're some of the nicest folks in this company and they are very entertaining!

Bennett: They make me sick!

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

On the MacTron the words -HERE THEY COME- are displayed as "The Boys in the Bright White Sports Car" begins. Matthews and Normandy roll out in a white 1996 Chevrolet Corvette convertible. Normandy is driving and has a big smirk behind his mustache. Matthews is in the passenger seat but sitting up high on the top. He's got sunglasses on and a black bandanna wrapped around his head. Their manager, Lorenzo, is sitting in the back with an open brown leather jacket on showing his chest hair and smoking a cigar. Jamie starts acting cool and flashing gansta signs, crossing his arms and leaning sideways as the crowd boos them. The car stops halfway down the ramp. Matthews leans down and presses a button on the radio. The entrance music changes to "Pretty Fly For A White Guy" and the lighting suddenly switches with strobes and lasers flying everywhere at the top of the ramp.

Stroup: Introducing first... at a total combined weight of three hundred and twelve pounds... Carter Normandy and Jamie Matthews... THE PREMIUM POSSE!

Matthews jumps out of the car and starts strutting towards the ring. Normandy calmly gets out. He adjusts the collar on his expensive suit and starts walking past the car. He stops to polish a spot. Lorenzo follows Mathews to the ring. Jamie Matthews is by the ring now and throws his bandanna into the crowd then slides in the ring. Normandy removes his suit jacket and throws it over his shoulder. He walks the rest of the way to the ring GQ style with his eyebrows arched and a big shit-eating grin on his mustached face. He brushes off each step then climbs them. He walks through the ropes then takes a hanger to flip his jacket on it, hanging it on the ring post. He looks at Matthews doing an incredibly silly two-step shuffle while blowing kisses and winking to the females in the audience. Normandy rolls up his sleeves and tries to talk strategy with his partner who's too busy dancing away to notice. Lorenzo is outside shouting instructions but nobody is listening.

Aiello: This really is such an unorthodox duo, Steve.

Bennett: I don't give a crap! They are entertaining as hell, even if one of them is a damn traitor, and that entrance never gets old!

Aiello: They're trying to get some momentum going after a string of losses to the new Tag Team Champions the Southern Express.

Bennett: And they will! They already started when they beat Xavier Frazier and Allen Anderson at Thunder!

"Everybody Wants Some" begins blaring throughout the stadium and Meat and Tater come out from behind the curtain. Both big men have chefs hats on top of their heads as Meat wields a turkey leg in his right hand. Tater, with a wicker basket under his arm, gets the crowd pumped up as Meat takes a large bite out of the turkey leg. Tater begins tossing bread rolls out into the crowd from the basket as they casually stroll to the ring.

Stroup: Coming down the aisle at a combined weight of 642 pounds! MEAT! TATER! They are... LUNCH TIME!

Meat and Tater get into the ring and now both men are tossing rolls into the crowd. Tater takes his wicker basket and throws it towards the front row. They bounce off of the ropes and do a massive chest bump in the middle of the ring as their theme fades out. Meat reaches over the ropes and hands an attendant his greasy turkey leg.

Bennett: That's damn disgusting! How can you possibly support that shit?

Aiello: So it's illegal to eat on the way to the ring now?

Bennett: No! It's just god-damn gross, that's all.

DING DING DING

Meat and Carter start this one off. Right off the bat, Meat takes his greasy hands and wipes them on Carter’s white button-down shirt. The crowd laughs in amusement with Meat. Carter, however, is less than thrilled. He looks down at his nasty-stained shirt and then throws a right hand at Meat and gets him in the side of the face. Carter attacks Meat and drives him back into the corner, throwing furious punches at the big man. The referee steps in and delivers a five count. He gets up to four and a half and Carter is still attacking Meat. Jamie Matthews runs into the ring before the referee is ready to call for a disqualification and grabs Carter and pulls him off of Meat.

Aiello: I have never seen a man lose his mind like that over a shirt!

Bennett: That fat-ass ruined the man’s expensive shirt! I bet that button-down was a couple of hundred dollars! And I bet it’s Italian or some shit like that. Meat will be getting a bill for that!

Carter kicks his feet in Meat’s direction as Jamie holds him back. The referee admonishes Carter and tells him to calm down. Carter finally calms down enough and Jamie lets Carter go. Carter pulls off his button-down and throws it at Meat. As Meat crawls over and tags Tater, Carter simultaneously kicks Meat in the side of the head, sending him to the floor on the outside of the ring. Tater steps through the ropes as Carter turns his attention to Meat’s partner. Tater is met by a rake to the eyes by Carter Normandy. He grabs Tater and turns him, dropping Tater with a neckbreaker.

Aiello: Carter Normandy is fired up here tonight. Thanks to Meat, of course.

Bennett: That’s the worst thing Meat could’ve done! Piss off a man by ruining his clothes!

Carter gets up to his feet and walks over, tagging Matthews in. Jamie jumps over the top rope and runs at Tater, drilling him with a dropkick to the side of his head. Jamie sits Tater up and runs to the ropes. He bounces off and then hits Tater with a running somersault neckbreaker. Jamie lays across Tater for a pinfall attempt.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout.

Tater slowly gets to his feet as Carter watches on from the apron. Meat is kneeling on the outside of the ring and leaning against the apron. Jamie puts Tater in an abdominal stretch!

Aiello: Classic and effective!

As the referee checks on Tater, Jamie reaches over and he and Carter lock hands for extra leverage! Meat screams at the referee as the crowd begins to boo. The referee swings around to the other side of the two men and the Premium Posse unlock hands. Jamie claims that he did nothing wrong. The referee goes back over and, once again, the Premium Posse lock hands for leverage. This time, Meat takes matters into his own hands. He swings around the ring post to the same side that Carter is standing on. Meat sprints along the apron at Carter and drills him with an elbow, sending him flying into the ring post! Tater gets out of the abdominal stretch with a hip toss to Jamie Matthews! Meat makes his way back around to his own corner and claps for Tater, who is down to a knee to recover.

Aiello: This is their chance! Tater has to make it to their corner!

Tater crawls over to his corner. Matthews gets up to his feet and tries to stop Tater from making a tag, but Tater lunges for the desperation tag! Meat comes into the ring and delivers a clothesline to Jamie. Jamie pops up. Another clothesline. Jamie’s up again. A third clothesline! Meat is on fire. Meat reaches into the pocket of his tights and pulls out a packet. He opens the packet up and pours the contents into his mouth.

Bennett: Are those damn bacon bits?!

Aiello: I believe they are!

Meat tosses the empty bacon bits package aside and shows his satisfaction on his face.

Meat reaches over and tags Tater back into the match. They stand Jamie up in the middle of the ring. Lunch Time bounces off of the ropes. CRUNCH TIME! Meat keeps on the lookout for Carter Normandy. Tater covers!

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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here are your winners… LUNCH TIME!

Aiello: What a win in their first match since May! Lunch Time takes this one tonight.

Bennett: I’m gonna be sick! I don't care if half the Posse betrayed this brand, this is disgusting!

We move to a commercial break.

[MNB]

We come back from commercial to see a surprising statement pop up on the MacTron:

YOU'RE NOT SAFE AS FAR AS I CAN TELL...AND I CAN TELL.

We hear the cowbell ringing as we cut back to ringside...

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WAR MONGERS COLLIDE!
[SINGLES MATCH, NON-TITLE, X-DIVISION RULES]

Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda
VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

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Aiello: Up next we have a collision between two women with a well-known history, as the War Queen returns to the red brand to take on the United States Champion in non-title action!

Bennett: Samantha's been on a very different career path since Stephanie was last here, and this is gonna be one hell of a fight for Steph to make a statement!

Stroup: The following match is a non-title match contested under X-Division rules, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 132 pounds, she is the War Queen ... STEPHANIE MATSUDA!

'Rainy Days' by Boogie plays as Stephanie Matsuda walks out dressed in her signature black fitted cap and a bandanna around her face. She walks down the ramp, her eyes fixated on the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, Matsuda runs and slides into the ring. She takes a moment to run the ropes and throws her hat into the crowd. She then climbs the nearest turnbuckle, pulls down her bandanna, and holds up her title as she stares into the crowd. She then jumps down and gives her ref her belt as she prepares for her match.

Stroup: And her opponent, from Washington, D.C., weighing in at 145 pounds, she is the Titaness, the Beserker, and the United States Champion ... SAMANTHA HAMILTON!

'Indestructible' blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the form of The Titaness standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp. Upon closer inspection, we also see the United States Championship draped over Samantha's right shoulder. With a sense of determination and resolved, she heads down to the ring, never letting the War Queen out of her sight as she enters. The two women stare each other down, the ref making sure they don't attack each other before the match starts, but there's still a sense of honor as the two never come to blows prematurely.


Aiello: You can tell this one is personal, folks, as it seems Steph and Sam have asked their significant others to stay in the back while these two settle some issues!

DING DING DING

The two immediately go at it from the start, trading some hard strikes until it becomes clear that Matsuda is getting the upper hand as she sends Hamilton to the corner. From there she lays in a couple hard chops to the chest, letting the Titaness know she means business...but Hamilton reciprocates with a chop of her own! She gets the War Queen to take a step back, giving her the space needed to get out of the corner as she slides out of the ring, checking underneath the apron for a weapon as Matsuda follows her to the outside!


Aiello: It looks like these two are already going to put an exclamation point to this match, as the hunt for plunder begins!

Bennett: Hell yeah, Joe! We might see some bloodshed before this one is over!

Samantha pulls out a kendo stick, but is forced to drop it by Matsuda with a kick to the gut. Matsuda grabs the United States Champion, looking to send her into the steel steps...but Hamilton reverses it, sending the War Queen crashing into the steps with a sickening thud instead! Hamilton picks the kendo stick up, an angry look on her face as she takes a swing at Matsuda...who narrowly escapes the kendo shot, the stick slamming against the steps. This serves as a welcome distraction for Matsuda, who sends Hamilton into the steps headfirst with a drop toe hold!


Aiello: Whoa, what impact from the War Queen! Hamilton may have been busted open from that!

Bennett: I called it! What'd I tell ya, Joe? Oh yes, there will be blood!

Indeed, the Titaness has been busted open from the steel crashing against her forehead...and this only motivates Matsuda to do further damage as she picks up the kendo stick, slamming it against the back of Hamilton before eventually breaking the kendo stick! She tosses what remains of it, before grabbing Hamilton and bringing her back into the ring. She checks under the ring apron, grabbing a chair and sliding it into the ring before quickly following suit. Picking the chair up, she approaches Hamilton...who connects with a superkick out of nowhere! Hamilton wipes some blood off her face before picking up the War Queen...WHO SPRAYS THE BLASIAN MIST INTO THE EYES OF THE TITANESS!


Aiello: Matsuda may have just blinded the United States Champion with that mist! I had no idea this match was going to be THIS personal, Steve!

Bennett: I have a feeling Jim might've, though! Perhaps he really does know something the rest of us don't! Either way, this ain't lookin' good for the champ!

Hamilton is struggling to get the remnants of the mist out of her eyes, which gives Matsuda the opening she needs to lock in a sleeper hold as she brings Hamilton toward the chair on the canvas. She's looking to hit that sleeper suplex...but Hamilton has other ideas as she powers through, breaking out of the sleeper hold! She kicks Matsuda in the gut, hooking the arms...WRATH OF THE TITANS! THE TITANESS JUST DROVE MATSUDA'S HEAD ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR! That's gotta be it as Hamilton makes the cover!



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DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall, the United States Champion... SAMANTHA HAMILTON!

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As the dust is settling on the huge contest between Hamilton and Matsuda the lights dim and “Hail To The Chief” blasts out…

Aiello: Well we knew he was in the building, we should’ve guessed Scorpio would be making an appearance to confront one of his Night of Champions colleagues!

The crowd boo loudly as the four bodyguards known as The President’s Men come out in formation, flanking the two sides of the stage before the Undisputed Champion makes an appearance. Scorpio has a smirk on his face as he opens his Union Jack/Star-Spangled Banner coat to reveal the title up for grabs in the Power Struggle main event in three weeks. He raises the EWC Undisputed Championship belt high as in the ring Hamilton and Matsuda stare him down. The Titaness rests a hand on the United States Championship she took from Scorpio and raises an eyebrow interested to see what he has to say for himself. The music cuts and it takes a good few moments for the crowd to stop booing as The 46th President raises a microphone…

Scorpio: Stephanie Matsuda, my darling, nothing I’m about to say concerns those who have failed to hold gold, so feel free to get the fuck out of my sight…

He stares down the ramp as Cloud stands her ground and shots a few choice words that the microphones don’t quite pick up.

Scorpio: All right then, hang around and watch how two successful wrestlers do it, I suppose this is a valid learning opportunity for you…

The crowd boo more.

Scorpio: And no Samantha your hearing hasn’t been damaged by all those times your head bobs back and forth in the crotch of an EWC executive, I did just call you successful—

Aiello: Folks we can only apologies for the S-Factor’s insinuations…

In the ring Hamilton has a steely look on her face, that of a woman who just can’t wait to rip the S-Factor’s head clean off in the finale of the Power Struggle. Scorpio smirks slightly at the reaction.

Scorpio: Given we’re team-mates for the opening of Power Struggle you’re realistically the only one who stands the slightest chance at taking the Undisputed Championship from me; there’s no danger of the Future Star or that independent gutter-trash bint coming close. So realistically while Ace King is busy blaming his failures on Jordan Sharpe and whatever the name of the clown with the North American Championship is, if fate works itself out you and I will be going one-on-one for the biggest title in the business. It feels familiar… and I’m sure you and every single one of the brain-dead sheep in this crowd are excited to see a repeat of the United States Championship debacle. So I’m here to put paid to any of those concerns… you see… during those two events I had just four members of my protection team… and they failed…

Around him the four members of The President’s Men look concerned as they turn to their President and begin to plead their case. He holds up a hand for silence before he begins to speak.

Scorpio: Now let me run you through my budget… you see as a Rampage roster member I take home $750,000 baseline. Add into that the $500,000 bonus as the Undisputed Champion and the $250,000 bonus as the United States Champion… then I’ve got $40,000 of MVP bonuses… $7500 of Thunder appearance bonuses and $35,000 of Thunder win bonuses this year alone… then there’s $6000 of Elite 15 bonuses this year before the powers-that-be saw me topping the charts and mysteriously discontinued it… then add in my main event booking bonuses, PPV booking bonuses, merchandise royalties… let’s just say from the EWC alone I’m taking home over TWO AND A HALF MILLION…

He grins as the crowd boo. At ringside Steve Bennet can be seen trying to calculate his own salary.

Scorpio: Then I’m a brand ambassador for Louboutin, Chanel, Givenchy, Clinique… the whole fashion and beauty world wants a piece of the 46th President… Sam my darling I’m fucking loaded. Why am I telling you all this? Well partially to make you jealous, once you’ve subtracted fees for whoever babysits your foetus of a husband when you're wrestling you’re not left with much at all, but also to tell you this – I can afford far more than four bodyguards. In fact, as the 46th President of The United States, I should be the Commander-In-Chief of a whole damn army. So… well I went out and got myself just that…

Once again “Hail To The Chief” blasts out of the speakers as an entire army of men wearing President’s Men insignia march out from the back. The stage is slowly filled with what must be almost fifty men, each one larger and more intimidating than the last. They stand around their President, arms crossed, staring down the ramp at the Titaness as she stares right back showing the defiance and bravery that’s begun to make her a favourite amongst the EWC’s fans. Scorpio smirks smarmily.

Scorpio: … so let this be a message to you… I will never let you walk out of Dubai with my title. You’re going to have to fight your way through every last one of us. Best of luck Sammy…

He blows her a sarcastic kiss before his music hits again and he disappears through the army of bodyguards to the back. Hamilton stares at the group leaving in the ring before she turns to the fans around her and raises the United States Championship defiantly.

Aiello: Well folks we know Scorpio and Hamilton are going to be on the same team for round one of Power Struggle… if they can cooperate enough with each other and with Nevaeh and Candy then there’s a chance this could be the final one-on-one for the Undisputed Championship, and Scorpio has sent a very clear message about what he thinks will go down if that’s the case…

Bennett: Son o’ bitch is dead set on keeping the Undisputed Championship and you’ve gotta believe he could go all the way…

We move to a commercial break.

[MNB]

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THE FALLOUT FROM BRAND WARFARE!
[SINGLES MATCH, X-DIVISION RULES]
Dominic Sanders
VS Darius

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Aiello: Well, Steve. It's time for the Main Event. And what a Main Event we have coming!

Bennett: I'll tell you what, Joe. I'm damn fired up to see Dominic Sanders back on Brawl!

Aiello: That's right. It's his first singles match on Monday Night Brawl since October 21st, 2019, when he lost to Ace King in an attempt to win the EWC United States Championship.

Stroup: The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere X-Division Match!

Aiello: Falls Count Anywhere?! That's new!

Bennett: Sounds like Jim Connors phoned in an audible!

The lights go out in Pioneer Stadium. Blue pyrotechnics burst up on the stage and down the sides of the ramp heading towards the ring. "War Machine" by KISS begins playing. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a navy blue hoodie and gold wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. The hood of his sweatshirt drapes over his eyes as he stares out at the fans. Suddenly, Cora Whittaker appears from behind the curtain with a gold dress and navy blue streaks in her hair. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to an extremely hateful reaction from the crowd.

Stroup: Introducing first... from Fort Worth, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds and being accompanied by Cora Whittaker... DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!

Dominic beats his chest with both fists and raises his arms in the air with a roar. The crowd reacts even louder as he starts to make his way down to the ring. A cocky grin can be seen under the hood of his sweatshirt as he walks down the ramp hand-in-hand with Cora at his side.

Sanders rolls underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up to his feet and stares out into the crowd underneath the hood of his sweatshirt. Cora joins him at his side. The two share a brief kiss in the center of the ring before he turns his attention back out to the hostile crowd. He grins and nods his head as he moves over to the corner and waits as "War Machine" fades out and Cora exits the ring.

Aiello: I've got a few questions here, Steve. First, are we really supposed to believe what Dominic Sanders said a few days ago? That he's a "changed man" and he's back to his "old self?"

Bennett: Why in the hell would you doubt Dominic Sanders, son?

Aiello: It's just hard to imagine that his mental demons would be gone just like that. Furthermore, Cora and Dominic may look fine on the outside right now, but we know they have had their issues in the last few days.

Bennett: Look, Joe. They're fine. If Dominic says he has changed and he actually has, then there's no reason to believe they still have any problems. 

Aiello: Well, we will see tonight. He's going up against a very fired up Darius. Darius stated that this was once a dream match of his. It's time to see if he will overcome the former Undisputed Champion!

As soon as "Burn It Down" begins to play, plumes of thick white smoke cover 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: And his opponent... being accompanied to the ring by Elissa Bradley... he is from Albany, New York and weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds... 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: Darius considers himself the leader of Monday Night Brawl and he's fired up tonight, ready to take down one of the best on Prime!

Bennett: Only thing that concerns me is that the son-of-a-bitch uses that bat and hurts somebody! Dominic Sanders seems to finally be close to, if not AT 100%. We don't need this psycho son-of-a-bitch putting Sanders in the hospital with that damned bat!

Aiello: Darius! Dominic Sanders! X-Division rules! Let's get after it!

DING DING DING

Darius charges Sanders with the bat and takes a swing at Sanders. Sanders turns just in time to side-step the blow. Sanders looks at Darius with wide eyes. Darius laughs.

Darius: YOU SAID I COULD HAVE THE FIRST SHOT!

Sanders chuckles and shakes his head. He paces the ring momentarily and then turns to face Darius. Sanders then puts his hands behind his back and shrugs.

Sanders: BRING IT, BITCH!

Darius walks to the middle of the ring and stands right before Sanders. He looks up at Sanders’ forehead, seeing the stitches from his match against Nezumi the other night. Darius rears back and drives the butt of the baseball bat right into Sanders’ forehead, dropping Sanders to the mat. Darius covers Sanders really quickly.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THRE-NO! Cora Whittaker is in the ring and jumps on Darius’ back, breaking up the pin. Elissa Bradley is in the ring now. She grabs Cora by the hair and pulls her off of Darius! Elissa climbs on top of Cora and starts throwing slaps into Cora’s face!

Bennett: We’ve got a damned cat fight, and I ain’t talkin about that bullshit you see on Thunder!

Aiello: Darius had this match won and Cora Whittaker saved Dominic!

Bennett: I guess that can help you put your little theories to rest, Aiello!

Elissa and Cora roll out of the ring and to the floor, the two of them still trading blows. Extra EWC officials come out from the back and separate them. The crowd starts booing like crazy as Darius stands at the ropes and watches the action on the outside of the ring. Dominic Sanders rolls over and the camera catches the blood seeping out of his forehead as the stitches ripped open.

Aiello: Dominic Sanders is busted wide open!

Bennett: He’ll be alright! He’s lost enough blood these last three months. Sumbitch is still alive!

The referees on the outside finally get Cora and Elissa out of the area and to the back. Darius turns back around towards Dominic Sanders and is met by a low blow! Darius drops to his knees. Sanders sits up on his knees and laughs. He looks over at an anguished Darius and flips him the bird. Sanders slowly gets up to his feet and grabs Darius by the hair. He pulls Darius up to his feet and walks him over to the turnbuckle. He drives Darius’ head into the top turnbuckle. Then Sanders puts a boot on his throat in the corner and applies the pressure to Darius. There’s no disqualification, so the referee doesn’t begin a count. Ten seconds… fifteen seconds… Darius head is turning purple as Sanders chokes the life out of him. Twenty seconds… finally, Sanders takes his boot off of Darius’ throat and Darius falls out of the corner coughing and gagging to catch his breath. Sanders is behind Darius and he reaches down and puts Darius in a sleeper hold!

Aiello: Dominic Sanders is trying to choke every bit of life out of Darius!

Bennett: Ya damn right he is! Darius’ face looks like a blueberry with hair!

Sanders clinches down on Darius’ head. Darius’ eyes roll into the back of his head. The referee grabs his wrist and lifts the arm. He drops it.

ONE!

The referee grabs Darius’ wrist again and drops it a second time.

TWO!!

Aiello: Darius is out cold. Dominic Sanders is about to win this match!

The referee does it one more time.

THR-NOOOO! Darius is still in it! He opens his eyes and reaches back. He grabs Sanders by the hair. He uses the leverage to pull himself to his feet. Darius digs into the mat and drives Sanders back into the turnbuckle, breaking the hold. Darius walks out of the corner holding his throat. Sanders sprints at Darius. Darius kicks Sanders in the stomach. Morrow Bomb! He stays on for a cover!

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TWO!!
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THREE-NO!

Aiello: Dominic Sanders just barely kicked out!

Bennett: Shit, son. That may have been the closest I have ever seen a referee’s hand get to the mat without hitting it!

Darius gets up and grabs Sanders by the hair. He tosses him through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Darius follows shortly after and hits his feet on the outside. He walks over and pulls up some of the padding around ringside, exposing the concrete. Darius walks over and grabs Sanders. He shoves Sanders’ head under his arm.

Aiello: It looks like Darius is going to try and hit Sanders with the Grey Matter here on the concrete! It’ll be over if he can hit this!

Darius lifts Sanders off of the ground, but Sanders reverses it into a small package!

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TWO!!
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Kickout! Darius gets up quickly and stomps on Sanders’ head. He lifts Sanders up and again goes for Grey Matter. Sanders reverses again into a head-and-arm suplex on the concrete! Darius grabs his back and rolls around.

Bennett: It ain’t easy to put that sumbitch down!

Aiello: Dominic Sanders is refusing to let himself lose this match!

Sanders pulls himself up using the ring apron covering. He leans against the apron as Darius begins to get to his feet. Sanders runs at Darius and goes for a big boot. Darius ducks. Darius kicks Sanders in the gut. He grabs Sanders and Irish-whips him into the ring post. No! Sanders reverses and Darius’ back smacks the post hard! Sanders drops into a cover.

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TWO!!
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Kickout by Darius.

Aiello: Both of these men are going back and forth.

Bennett: Whichever one of these guys makes the first big mistake will lose this match!

Aiello: That’s a good statement, Steve.

Bennett: Ya damn right it is.

Sanders gets up and grabs Darius by the hair and drags him up the ramp. He gets to the top of the stage, but that took too much time. Darius breaks Sanders’ grip and clotheslines him to his back on the metal stage. Sanders grabs his back as Darius looks around. Darius moves about 15 feet away from Sanders and waits for Sanders to get up. Sanders finally gets to his feet. Darius sprints at Sanders, looking for The Hunter’s Mark! Sanders leapfrogs Darius. Darius turns around… DDT on the stage! Sanders covers.

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TWO!!
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TH-Kickout!

Aiello: I don’t know how, but Darius is still in this match!

Bennett: Son-of-a-bitch!

Sanders sits up and runs his hands through his blood-soaked hair. He stares up at the MacTron and gets an idea. Sanders smirks and gets up to his feet. He walks over to the MacTron and jumps up, grabbing the metal brace. He pulls himself up and climbs up onto the MacTron.

Aiello: No way. Don’t do this!

Bennett: You crazy bastard! Do it!

Aiello: This is similar to how the match with Nezumi ended the other night. Sanders went for Titletown through the table and Nezumi moved! Sanders looks like he might try this again!

Sanders looks down at Darius, who is still on his back. Sanders takes a deep breath, this time with a little bit of hesitation. Sanders leaps off. TITLETOWN! HE CONNECTS! Sanders writhes around in pain for a second, grabbing at his leg and lower back. After a few seconds, Sanders covers Darius.

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THRE-DARIUS KICKS OUT! Sanders cannot believe it! He gets up and yells at the referee. The referee argues with him that it was not a three count.

Aiello: I can’t believe that Darius kicked out! Sanders has put so many people away with that move!

Bennett: Even I’m in shock, Joe. This match should be over!

Aiello: Perhaps it was the brief moment that Sanders was writhing around in pain that allowed Darius to recover enough to kick out. Somehow, some way, this match continues!

Sanders gets up to his feet gingerly and picks Darius up. Darius breaks Sanders’ grip. He pushes Sanders back hard into the wall surrounding the stage. Darius sprints at Sanders, looking for The Hunter’s Mark again! Sanders olé’s him and sends Darius head-first into the wall. Darius crashes hard! Sanders grabs Darius and lifts him up… RIPTIDE! RIPTIDE ON THE STAGE! Sanders rolls over and covers Darius!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner… DOMINIC SANDERS!

Both men lay motionless on the stage as “War Machine” begins playing.

Aiello: Finally! Dominic Sanders ends this match! What a match! What a night!

Bennett: HELL YEAH HE DID IT! LONG LIVE THE FRANCHISE!

Aiello: I can only imagine how upset Connors must be right now, PRIME has managed to get one over on the red brand not once but twice tonight with Jamie Matthews jumping ship and now, the man who captained Team PRIME at Parabellum getting the win over Darius! It's been a crazy night here in Hayward, folks! We'll see you on August 31 for Night of Champions XVII, where we'll see who overcomes the Power Struggle to leave Dubai the Undisputed Champion! Till next time, on behalf of my colleague Steve Bennett, I'm Joe Aiello saying farewell and good night!

The last thing we see is Elissa, Cora, and officials checking on both Darius and Dominic as the show comes to a close.

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: MNB
MATCH TWO: MNB
MATCH THREE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH FOUR: MNB
MAIN EVENT: Dominic Sanders

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SEGMENTS

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Jamie Love / Rotten Mark Keaton
Xavier Reid
Russ (Scorpio)
Kendrick Kross / Jamie Love / PRIME

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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MATCH 1
Kyle Young
VS Lochlan MacKay
WINNER via pinfall: Lochlan MacKay

MATCH 2
Callie Clark
VS Kendrick Kross (N/S) (PINNED)
VS Bosa
WINNER via pinfall: Bosa

MATCH 3
Lunch Time (Meat & Tater)
VS The Premium Posse (Jamie Matthews & Carter Normandy)
WINNERS via pinfall: Lunch Time (Meat & Tater)

MATCH 4
Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda
VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
WINNER via pinfall: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

MAIN EVENT
Dominic Sanders
VS Darius
WINNER via pinfall: Dominic Sanders

BRAWL #559 MVP: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

BRAWL #559 MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

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