NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XVII

[EWC]

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.

NIGHT
OF CHAMPIONS
XVII

Brought to you by EWCTV, Under Armour, PS4 and Dr Pepper

LIVE! from the Coca-Cola Arena in CityWalk, Dubai

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NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XVII 

Commentators: Marcus Woo, Valentina Gomez

Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Toyo Yasahiro
Referees: John Dean & Niklaus Forbes
Interviewers: Ace Heart & Pepper Montana

"Champion" by Fall Out Boy begins to blast throughout the Coca-Cola Arena as they rock the stage

Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty Three year history.

From March 1997 all the way down to the most recent episodes of Monday Night Brawl, Friday Night Rampage, Future Stars of Wrestling and EWC Prime!

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Danny Mac and Steve "The Predator" 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, Drake, Xplode, Luke Wolfe, Natalie Young, Candy, Ace King, Dominic Sanders, Cyrus Black and Melody Malone all with the EWC Championship.

This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:


Scorpio
Xavier Reid
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
Ace King
Candy
Jordan Sharpe
Ezio DeLuca
Nevaeh
Southern Express

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in Dubai is breathtaking as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.

Spotlights circle around the Arena as the thousands of fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans back out showing a full-scale view of the Coca-Cola Arena and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake at such a loud volume that it's a wonder that the music can be heard at all.

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Fireworks emit from all around the arena and then all around the ring! Fans are standing, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Marcus Woo and Valentina Gomez

Woo: Wakanda Forever .. Hello ladies and gentlemen, we are coming to you live from the Coca-Cola Arena in CityWalk, Dubai. Tonight is the night where we celebrate the Champions of the EWC. It's a night where we crown our truly Undisputed Champion. Tonight .. is the Night .. of Champions!

Gomez: It's the seventeenth installment of the long running Night of Champions which first started 22 years ago yesterday. It's a long standing tradition to see every Champion in action tonight, including the highly anticipated Main Event, where all singles Champions will be in the ring at the same time, all vying for the right to be called truly Undisputed. Tonight's Main Event is a little different, Marcus can you break down the 'Power Struggle' match for us?

Woo: Sure thing, Val .. instead of the usual Insanity Cage match we are all used to .. this year sees a new twist and an exciting, original match called 'Power Struggle'. It's three rounds of hell for our Champions. The first two rounds is all about team work. Round one is a four on four tag team match, where an entire team of four will be eliminated right off the hop. Round two takes the winning team of four and splits them into two teams in a two on two tag team match. One team moves on, the other goes home. Round three...the final round .. will see the winning twosome split off in a one on one battle for the EWC Undisputed Championship. It's never been done in the EWC before, it's bloody exciting and we expect chaos.

Gomez: Indeed Marcus...let's shift focus to the rest of Night of Champions which is certainly not short on EWC RUMBLE implications with matches directly setting up the EWC RUMBLE tonight. The champions of EWC are tied up in Power Struggle tonight, but they know they've got future challenges ahead...and with that, the title pictures will become much clearer when Rafe White takes on Nezumi Hazama with a chance to get to the front of the line toward a shot at the United States Championship, an X-Division Rules match between two of FSW's brightest in Wes Walker and Killjoy Ito will determine a number one contender to the X-Division title, and we get a number one contender for the International Championship when Bosa, Gabrielle Visconty, and Darius square off!

Woo: That's right, and with the other champions vying for the top prize we are still having a second title match for the evening! The Southern Express shocked the world when the defeated the Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux for the Tag Team Championship at Parabellum...the former champs are gunning for those titles once more, and in two out of three falls we will find out who leaves Dubai as champions!

Gomez: It's a stacked lineup tonight, and the icing on the cake is a match between two greats as Dominic Sanders take on Otaki, and a clash of tag team partners for a cash prize as Jamie Matthews takes on Carter Normandy in a ladder match for their ten grand from THUNDER! It's a big night here in Dubai, and...

Suddenly 'Coming Undone' by Korn begins to blast over the speakers and there is an uproar of cheers as President Mac is spotted making his way to the ring.

Gomez: Look at this...here comes our boss... 

Woo: Ladies and Gentlemen...give it up for President Mac!

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President Mac enters the ring and begins to address the sold out crowd.

Mac: As-salam alaykum.

The thousands of fans cheer!

Mac: We are so excited to be here in Dubai. You have been wonderful hosts all week. Tonight is a celebration of our Champions and those vying to soon be Champions. Since nineteen-ninety-seven, the EWC has been setting the standard on what it means to be a Wrestler, a Fighter, an organization. We've continuously grown and improved...and this time next year we will see a third brand rise...in the newly announced PARAMOUNT WRESTLING. These are very exciting times. 

More cheers from the crowd. 

Mac: To be the EWC Undisputed Champion is the greatest honor you can achieve in our business. We've worked hard...blood...sweat ...tears...poured into every defense of that Championship. Tonight, Scorpio will try and do what no one else before him has done...walk out that insane main event...still Undisputed Champion. It won't be easy, and it should never be easy. Our Undisputed Championship...which includes the EWC Championship and EWC World Heavyweight Championship histories...has always been the most sought after Championship and if you ever get a chance to win it...if it's ever in your grasp to attain it...you give it everything you got. I expect nothing less from our Champions tonight. Even the shit stain known as Scorpio...if he walks out Champion tonight .. he will cement his legacy on the EWC...and these are moments we love to see happen. Whoever walks out tonight...will have accomplished something amazing...you will have defeated all other Champions on route to being the face of the Company. 

Mac pauses as more cheers and chants come from all around the arena.

Mac: Now unfortunately I need to address something here tonight...something we need to get out of the way. Since PARABELLUM...we have seen our General Managers act like spoiled children. We've seen them messing with each other's shows. I understand the ego and the wanting to be known as the 'best brand' on television. I understand wanting to lay claim to having the best roster in the EWC. The bottom-line is though...we all fall under the EWC umbrella. We are all a family. We are all united...and I am tired of these childish games being played by our General Managers right now. So...Jim Connors, Grizzly Duggan, Chris Brock and Marshall Evans...come on down...

There is a mixed reaction from the crowd as the four GM's make their way down to the ring. Fans cheer the brands they love, and boo the ones they hate.

Mac: I appreciate the four of you coming down...I'm going to be straight with you all and say I am proud of how well each of you has been doing. We've been getting some of the highest ratings we've ever had. Times are very exciting right now for us all in the EWC. That's why I can't even begin to comprehend the shit going on. You four are going out of your way to ruin shows, causing issue after issue...I've had to calm down our sponsors who pay for spots on the shows. I have a saying, that sometimes the bullshit outweighs the dollars. And I'm almost at my limit on how much shit I can take. So I have this paper...

Mac reaches into his jacket and pulls out a paper

Mac: This is a deceleration of peace. The four of you have two options...you can sign it...or you can hit the unemployment line. PARABELLUM is over. If you want peace, prepare for war...well...the war is over. It's now a time for peace. So in-front of this sold out crowd here tonight and the millions watching at home...including all of our sponsors...I ask you...lets put this shit to bed...sign it...let's have some peace and let's move forward.

Mac hands a pen to Jim Connors and turns around with the paper pressed against his back, and tells Jim to be the first to sign. Jim shakes his head and smirks...then signs it. He then hands the pen to Grizzly Duggan who is quick to sign and ends the signing with a forceful dot...which causes Mac to turn around with a dirty look...Grizz then hands the pen to Chris Brock who signs and then flips the pen over to Marshall Evans before quickly exiting the ring. Mac and Chris lock eyes before Chris turns around and heads up the ramp. Marshall Evans signs and shakes hands with Mac.

Mac: There you have it...now everyone...let's enjoy NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS!

The fans cheer as Mac leaves the ring and climbs over the railing, shaking hands and slapping fives with all the fans. The other GM's leave in different directions.

Gomez: And there we have it, the General Managers have agreed to keep the peace coming out of Parabellum. What do you think, Marcus?

Woo: I think it's less of a peace treaty and more of a cease-fire...and all it takes is one shot to call the whole thing off. That said, it's almost time for our first match of this beautiful evening...we will be back after this message about EWCTV. Don't go anywhere... this...is...NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS!!

The fans continue to chant and cheer as we fade to the EWCTV commercial

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SHOW OPENER 
LADDER MATCH FOR THUNDER V $10,000 PURSE
Jamie Matthews
Vs Carter Normandy

Woo: Welcome back wrestling fans .. alright, Valentina .. are you ready to kick off the action tonight?

Gomez: Oh yes. So ready. Because these two really get me going.

Woo: Come on. It’s been a fun set-up for over a month. Premium Posse wins a match on Thunder and wins $10,000. Premium Posse argues over who gets the $10,000.

Gomez: Instead of splitting it two ways. These two idiots couldn’t split a pizza if they tried.

Woo: Well, hopefully they could. It’s cut down the middle both directions and then again diagonally a few times. It’s simple math.

Gomez: You’d think.

Woo: Regardless, they’ve been arguing over the $10,000 for a month and gone back-and-forth on Fighter Talk. The real question here is: will the Premium Posse ride again?

Gomez: You know they will. These two will be too dumb to realize they fought each other tonight once it’s all said and done.

Woo: You should really give them more credit. They’re the Bushwackers of our generation!

Gomez: The who?

Woo: The B… okay, never-mind. The ladders are around the ring, the briefcase containing $10,000 is high above the ring. Let’s go to the always-lovely Nina Dobrev!

Dobrev: The following contest is a ladder match for the Thunder Five briefcase, containing $10,000!

Pyrotechnics go off and 'Radio' starts playing. After A few seconds Jamie Matthews walks onto the stage, thrusting his pelvis at the ladies in the arena. Lorenzo is next to him hiding his face out of embarrassment for his friend.

Dobrev: Introducing first… from South Los Angeles… he is one half of the Premium Posse and ‘The Hottest White Guy You’ve Ever Met’... JAMIE MATTHEWS!

As they walk down the ramp, Jamie goes up to the women in the front row and hits on them. When he gets rejected, he goes on to the next woman like nothing happened. This goes on until Lorenzo drags Jamie away from the woman and shoves him towards the ring. After he gets in the ring he still winks at the women at ringside.

Woo: This man is a real ladies’ man. He has so much charisma and confidence, especially for a man his size.

Gomez: Small hands, small feet, small brain…

Woo: Well, he’s going to try to outsmart his tag team partner here tonight. Let’s see if he can pull down that $10,000 and go party like tomorrow is September.

Gomez: … it is.

Woo: I know that.

“The Boys in the Bright White Sportscar” plays as the MacTron shows quick-edit images of different cars from different car lots. Big white letters come on the screen:

- AND WHERE DID THEY GET THAT CAR? -

The camera pans down to Carter Normandy confidently strolling out in his new suit, a big smile on his mustached face. He does some playful shadow boxing on the way down the ramp, laughing and hamming it up for the camera in front of him.

Dobrev: And his opponent… from Virginia Beach, Virginia… I've been told that he's weighing in today at two hundred and ninety-eight pounds of muscle and standing in at six feet, seven inches tall… he is the other half of the Premium Posse… CARTER NORMANDY!

He forcefully grabs a fan's hand and shakes it. He tries other fans but nobody is willing to shake his hand. He laughs again and calmly walks up the steel stairs. He steps in the ring, stretching his shoulder and bouncing up and down. He hands his suit jacket to a ringside staffer then does some more stretching. He shakes the referee’s hand and asks for a microphone, but nobody provides him with one.

Gomez: You want to talk about delusional… well, both are… but this man is as delusional as they come. For some reason, this man thinks he belongs in a wrestling ring. Look at him!

Woo: I would say he is well-suited for victory.

Gomez shoots Marcus a look and shakes her head as the bell rings.

DING DING DING

Matthews and Normandy step up to each other in the center of the ring. They both point up to the briefcase and make a claim to it. Matthews says it’s his and points to his chest. Normandy looks down at his partner and shakes his head and points to himself. Matthews puts a two-handed shove into Normandy’s chest. Normandy slaps Matthews in the chest with his open palm. Normandy does it again, but Matthews slaps his hand away before it gets to his chest. The two then proceed to start hand-fighting in the middle of the ring, slapping each others’ wrists ferociously with two hands.

Gomez: You’ve GOT to be kidding me. This is ridiculous.

Woo: No one has gotten the upper hand.

More crickets from Gomez as Matthews finally smacks Normandy across the face. Normandy sprints at Matthews and tackles him to the ground. They start throwing wild punches, only about a quarter of which land on the mark. They roll around as they both spill to the outside onto their feet. Matthews grabs Normandy by the hair and Normandy breaks his grip with a yell.

Normandy: WATCH THE HAIR!

Matthews executes a dropkick, sending the back of Normandy’s head into the ring post. He drops to the floor.

Woo: And there’s our first wrestling move of the evening.

Gomez: Only took seventeen minutes…

Woo: It hasn’t been THAT long.

Matthews looks over and grabs a ladder. He collapses it and slides it into the ring. He follows as Normandy slowly gets to his feet. Matthews is up and has the ladder upright. He sets it up in the middle of the ring and begins to climb it. He gets about three-quarters of the way up and reaches, but he is still about a foot away from the briefcase.

Gomez: This man is far too short to win a ladder match.

Woo: Winning will certainly be a tall order.

Gomez: Please stop.

As he slowly goes up higher, Normandy is up to the ring apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off and delivers a flying shoulder block to the ladder, falling flat on his face and knocking Matthews off. But Matthews lands on top of Normandy.

Woo: Both men are down!

Gomez: That idiot did more damage to himself. This match may NEVER end.

Matthews slowly gets to his feet. He grabs Normandy’s leg and puts Normandy in a Figure Four! Immediately, Normandy taps out! Matthews gets up and puts his arms in the air for a moment. The bell doesn’t ring and he remembers he is in a ladder match.

Gomez: I think that fall off of the ladder knocked him even loopier, which I did not know was possible.

Matthews grabs the ladder and sets it up. He begins to climb up again. Normandy is up to his feet and limps overdramatically from the one second Figure Four. He slowly begins to climb up to the top of the other side of the ladder. Finally, both men reach the top. Matthews slaps Normandy. Normandy slaps Matthews. They yell at each other and both go for a right haymaker! They both connect and both men fall backwards off of the ladder and to the mat!

Woo: Here we are again. The first man to his feet might win the match!

Gomez: I’m just ready for this to be over.

Matthews is up to his feet first. He grabs the ladder and starts to climb once more. Normandy is up. Matthews is up almost to the top of the ladder Normandy starts to climb the same side. He punches Matthews in the kidneys to stop his ascension. Normandy climbs up farther and is essentially on Matthews’ back. He grabs Matthews by the head and turns his body around. Normandy leaps off with a giant neckbreaker off of the ladder! Normandy grabs his lower back and Matthews falls out of the ring. Normandy gets up to his feet. He begins climbing the ladder. One rung, two, three, four, he’s up high enough! He reaches up and grabs the briefcase and unhooks it!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner of the $10,000 briefcase… CARTER NORMANDY!

Normandy falls off of the ladder clutching the briefcase with a smile on his face. Matthews rolled into the ring at the last moment, but wasn’t quick enough. Matthews gets up to his knees and puts both hands on his head in disbelief. Normandy gets up to his feet and looks at Matthews with a smirk.

Woo: Carter Normandy is officially $10,000 richer!

Gomez: Thank GOD that is over!

Woo: Wait, what’s this?

Normandy helps his partner to his feet and looks at him. He reaches the briefcase out and hands it to Jamie Matthews. Matthews smiles widely and says “REALLY?!” Normandy smiles and nods. Matthews clutches the briefcase to his chest and drops to his knees. He puts the briefcase on the mat and unsnaps the latches. He lifts open the top to look at the $10,000 cash, but there’s only a note in there. Matthews’ face turns to horror as he pulls the note out. The camera catches the writing as it says:

IOU: $10,000 FOR 1988 TOYOTA CELICA - CARTER NORMANDY

Normandy smirks at Matthews who throws a fit in the middle of the ring. Normandy exits the ring and starts to waltz up the aisle.

Woo: Jamie Matthews has been had by his partner!

Gomez: Now THAT was funny! It sounds like we have Callie Clark backstage with Pepper Montana .. lets head backstage now

Up in a luxury box of the Coca-Cola Arena, Callie Clark is shown all dressed up wearing a black dress as she watches the show. 

Suddenly, interviewer Pepper Montana walks in, and Callie motions for him to sit down next to her, which he does. 

Pepper: I heard you requested this time for an interview Callie. So what's on your mind? What are you doing here?

Callie: Why am I here? Isn't that obvious Pepper? I'm here because i'm part of EWC and I'm here to scout everyone, and see what all the hype is about others.

Pepper nodded.

Pepper: I see, anyone certain you have your eye on?

Callie nods and smirks a little.

Callie: Of course, I'd be a fool if I didn't pay special attention to the champions right? After all I'd like to get some gold for myself sooner rather than later.

Pepper: I get that, although you haven't had the best of luck so far, and are on a losing streak currently.

Callie quickly shoots Pepper a glare, but after a few moments, she switches from a glare to a smile.

Callie: Yes...that's something to deal with. But don't worry, that's just small details. After all you saw what happened in my last match right? Nobody pinned me, nobody made me tap out. 

Pepper: Fair enough. Well what's your next step? Besides trying to get back on the winning side of things of course.

Callie paused for a minute to think it through, then looked back at Pepper.

Callie: Righting some wrongs.

Pepper: Interesting, explain. 

Callie shook her head and smirked.

Callie: No no, we can't spoil the surprise now can we Pepper? But trust me, you'll see what I mean soon. In fact, everyone will. 

Pepper looks confused and unsure what to say for a moment, but eventually does speak up after an awkward few moments of silence.

Pepper: Well fair enough then, is there anything else you'd like to say before we wrap things up Callie?

Callie: Let's just say it's time for a change and soon, everyone will remember the name Callie Clark.

The feed fades and transitions to Ringside for our next match

SINGLES MATCH
Dominic Sanders
Vs Otaki

Woo: Well that was interesting .. that was Callie Clark backstage ..  Valentina!

Gomez: What?

Woo: It's time for a heavy-hitting contest between two former Rumble winners. Two former notable Champions. Two future EWC Hall of Famers.

Gomez: Okay, I get it.

Woo: But before we get to that match, let's go to the back where "Chili" Pepper Montana is standing by with Dominic Sanders.

The crowd erupts in boos as Dominic Sanders comes on the MacTron inside of the Coca-Cola Arena with "Chili" Pepper Montana.

Montana: Yo! "Chili" Pepper Montana here with Dominic Sanders. Dom! Sup?

Sanders smirks and shakes his head.

Sanders: "Sup", Pep?

Montana: Just ready for this rad match, dude! First, where's Cora?

Sanders: Cora's at the gorilla position waiting for me. Someone insisted on an interview.

Montana: Shoot, right! Okay, I'll keep this quick. You came out at FSW a couple of weeks back and announced this match with Otaki. Otaki didn't show up to talk about it that night. Otaki hasn't even said a word since that night. What do you think about that, bro?

Sanders: Otaki has the potential to be dangerous at any time. She doesn't need to speak. We all know what she can do. I know she will bring it tonight... IF she shows up at all. Has anyone confirmed that she even made it to Dubai? Or is she still in Lawrence, Kansas? I hope she made it here because everything I said the other day out in the sand dunes about how this is not her 2016 anymore and how I plan on sending her fat ass back to her couch for the next 400 days? Just wait and see, Pep. You won't be surprised about Dominic Sanders speaking the truth yet again.

Montana: Rad. Speaking of the sand dunes, congratulations!

Sanders: For?

Montana: Uh, well as we were cutting in and out, you were poppin' the old question, right dude?

Sanders stares at Montana and then walks away, leaving the question hanging in the air. We cut back to ringside.

Woo: Dominic Sanders has a point. 

Gomez: What's that? That even he thinks Pepper is a half-brained idiot?

Woo: No, Valentina. Is Otaki even here in Dubai? I know I haven't seen her. Have you?

Gomez: I have not.

Woo: For all we know, her music is going to hit and no one comes out. This should be interesting, that's for sure.

Dobrev: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The lights go out in the Coca-Cola Arena. 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. This time, she does not have heels on. She has knee-high navy blue boots on. She is also wearing elbow-high white gloves on both hands. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to an extremely hateful reaction from the crowd.

Dobrev: 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 removes his hoodie. He waits as "War Machine" fades out and Cora exits the ring. Sanders hands her his hoodie.

Woo: A lot of confidence on the face of Dominic Sanders.

Gomez: I don't see why not. Like he said and you said, Otaki may not even be here. And, if she is, will she be here mentally? I have a little trouble believing she will be the Otaki that we all know.

A piano chimes into the arena, shortly accompanied by guitars revving through the PA system, as words begin to etch itself upon the MacTron before fading away for the next word.

Oscar

legends rise

Tango

legends fall

Alfa

but what if

Kilo

legends were to

India

rise again

O T A K I

With that last word sprayed across the MacTron, “This Game” by AmaLee blasts into the arena. No one comes out from the back. We wait for about 30 seconds. Nothing.

Woo: It looks like the speculation was right. I don't think Otaki is here!

Gomez: Spoke too soon, Woo.

Finally, the milky-skinned, Purple-Haired Dynamo appears on the stage in a purple one-piece outfit - with long sleeves but no leg coverage - and a purple hooded cloak. The crowd cheers loudly and it almost seems like their adulation is watering Otaki’s eyes, at least until she shook her head with a smile and pulls her hood down before heading down to ringside. 

Dobrev: His opponent... from Nottingham, England... OTAKI!

Once by the ring, slight trepidation can be seen on the Englishwoman’s face for a moment before she glances over towards the crowd and closes her eyes to take a deep breath. Afterwards, the diminutive Otaki practically throws herself under the bottom rope and used the rest of the ropes to pull herself back up. Once inside the ring, Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any potential men or lesbians in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her before unclipping a Pokéball from her belt and bounces over to the ropes opposite. Rather enthusiastically she steps one foot on the bottom rope, steps the other on the middle rope and punches her Pokéball into the air to more cheers.

Woo: A lucky fan getting that Pokéball.

Gomez: "Lucky" is an interesting choice in words.

Woo: I'm just excited we are going to get this match. 

Gomez: And sooner than you think!

Sanders is tired of the charades. He sprints and clubs Otaki in the back of the head with a clothesline. The crowd erupts in boos as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Dominic Sanders continues his assault on Otaki. He stomps on the back of her head as she crawls over to the corner. She sits leaning against the bottom turnbuckle and Sanders puts a boot across her throat. The referee begins to administer a five count. He gets to four and a half and finally Sanders breaks it. The referee gets in Sanders’ face. Sanders lightly shoves the referee aside, stumbling him a few steps. As the referee’s back is turned, Sanders turns right into a swift kick to the nuts by Otaki. Sanders hits the mat and the referee turns back to the action.

Woo: She got him right in the twins.

Gomez: It was completely uncalled for, Marcus. She should be disqualified, but that idiot referee didn’t see it. Give me a break.

Otaki gets to her feet and sees Sanders sitting up on the mat. She runs and drives her rear into his face. Sanders’ head smacks hard against the mat. She covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Dominic Sanders.

Otaki gets up to her feet and grabs Sanders by the head. She lifts him up to his feet and grabs his wrist. She Irish-whips him into the corner and follows him closely. She jumps and drives her rear into his chest, taking the wind out of him. He drops to both knees as he gasps for air. She drives a knee hard into his temple. She covers him again as he drops to the mat.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout.

Woo: Despite the initial onslaught, Otaki has taken control of this match.

Gomez: She has. One thing she has to her advantage: she doesn’t have testicles. And she used that against Dominic.

Otaki continues to try and wear the much bigger Dominic Sanders down with a chinlock. She tightly tries to squeeze the air out of Sanders as she uses her free fist to pound on his chest. After about sixty seconds, Sanders reaches back and grabs a handful of purple hair and drives her chin into the top of his head. Otaki breaks the hold and gets to her feet, walking around the ring and shaking her jaw out. Sanders gets up to his hands and knees and Otaki runs and drives a swift kick to his chest, sending him back to the mat on his back. She covers once more.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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T-Kickout!

Otaki looks down at Sanders as he rolls onto his side. Cora is on the outside pounding the mat and yelling encouragement at Sanders. Otaki lifts Sanders to his feet. Sanders reaches up and drives a thumb into her left eye. The referee yells at Sanders.

Woo: Now that was uncalled for. Sanders should be disqualified.

Gomez: The referee is allowing a lot of leeway here early on between the pre-match assault and that thumb to the eye.

Sanders gains control now. He Irish-whips Otaki hard into the corner, buckling her knees and causing her to fall to the ground. Sanders walks across the ring and waits for Otaki to get to her feet, sizing her up. She pulls herself up in the corner and Sanders sprints at her, drilling her with a big boot in the corner! Otaki drops to the ground. Sanders looks at her and then looks outside. He exits the ring through the ropes and walks over to the timekeeper’s table. He picks up a steel chair and folds it up. He walks back over to the ring and slides into the ring. Sanders looks at Otaki with the chair in hand. He raises it high above his head. The referee grabs the chair and rips it away from Sanders!

Woo: The referee has had enough!

Gomez: He wasn’t about to let Sanders use that chair!

Woo: Valentina, look!

Cora has climbed up the steps and into the ring. The referee’s back is turned. Cora slips her elbow-length gloves off. She holds her left fist up, revealing a giant engagement ring! Otaki is up and she turns to Cora. CORA DRILLS HER WITH A LEFT FIST RIGHT IN OTAKI’S RIGHT CHEEK! Otaki drops to the mat Cora quickly exits the ring. Sanders stops arguing with the referee and runs over to Otaki. He makes a cover!

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TWO!!
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THREE-NO!!!! OTAKI KICKED OUT!

Woo: I don’t know how Otaki is still in this!

Gomez: Somehow, she managed to kick out. Look at her face, Marcus!

The camera zooms in to see a huge gash and a good amount of blood streaming down her cheek and neck. Sanders, frustrated, pounds the mat. Sanders gets up and walks over to the corner. He steps through the ropes to the apron and begins to climb to the top.

Woo: This could be it! He’s looking for Titletown!

Sanders is a bit too slow. Otaki gets to her feet and stumbles into the ropes, knocking Sanders off and racking himself on the top turnbuckle. He falls off of the corner and to the mat Otaki stumbles across the ring. Sanders slowly crawls to the ropes and pulls himself up. Cora, again, gets involved! She hops up onto the ring apron, consoling Sanders. Otaki walks over to Sanders and Cora. BLOOD MIST! But Sanders ducks and Cora Whittaker takes the mist to the eyes! Cora drops off of the apron and onto the floor, grabbing her face. The referee exits the ring and checks on Cora on the floor. Sanders crawls over and grabs the steel chair off of the mat. Otaki is watching the action outside the ring. Sanders stands up and walks to Otaki. He spins her around. CHAIR SHOT RIGHT TO OTAKI’S SKULL! Sanders throws the chair out of the ring. Cora brushes the referee off of her and he gets back into the ring. Sanders picks Otaki up off of the mat. He lifts her up… RIPTIDE! Sanders covers Otaki!

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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner... DOMINIC SANDERS!

Sanders exits the ring as "War Machine" begins to play. He picks Cora up off of the floor and carries her to the back as medics tend to a bloody Otaki in the ring.

Woo: Well, Dominic Sanders came through, but he needed the aid of a steel chair to do so!

Gomez: Otaki had Sanders on the ropes, but her attempt at cheating didn't work. Sanders' did.

Woo: And how about that left hook from Cora Whittaker. Otaki might have a solid scar from that diamond ring.

Gomez: That's a hell of a ring, Marcus.

Woo: Let's just hope that she is okay after taking that mist to the eyes. It looks like we have more going on backstage .. lets see what's going on ..

Backstage we Marshall Evans and Hayley Kushnir walking along a corridor mid conversation.

Hayley: It's a shame we can't get Jordan versus Nevaeh in the final two. That would be great for us.

Marshall: We can still have one of them in the final two. We might not be able to have them against each other but if we can get one in the final two or better yet if we can get one of them to win it all, that would be great for Prime.

He holds up a tin of paint.

Marshall: Just one thing I need to do to make this night even better back in a second.

Marshall disappears into a room while Hayley waits outside. The camera pans and we see a sign that reads.

RAMPAGE GM'S OFFICE.

Hayley sees the sign too.

We follow her into the office.

Hayley: What the fuck are you doing?

Marshall: They have been messing with me for weeks, messing with each other. I want my payback.

Hayley: No I mean what the fuck are you doing with the paint.

Marshall: Pouring it into Grizzly's boots.

Hayley: What? You sure they're his?

Marshall: Yeah. He likes to walk around arenas making fists with his toes. Some mad shit he saw in a Die Hard movie I think.

Hayley: You've not seen Die Hard? Even I've seen Die Hard

Marshall: Can we talk about that later? He'll be back soon and I don't want to be stood here pouring emulsion into his boots when he does. He's likely to give ME a matt finish if that happens.

He stands up and heads for the door.

Hayley: Wait a second!

She reaches into her purse and pulls out a whoopie cushion.

Marshall mouths 'what the fuck' as Hayley places it on Duggan's chair before covering it with a normal cushion They both head out of the office.

Just in time it seems as Grizzly Duggan comes walking down the hall barefooted. Hayley looks at his feet and holds back a laugh. Grizzly and Marshall politely nod to each other as Grizzly heads into his office.

From outside the office we hear the whoopie cushion quickly followed by....

Grizzly Duggan: The fuck is that on my feet?

Marshall: We should move.

They run away out of shot as Duggan appears at the door of the office with paint pouring down the sides of his boots.

Grizzly Duggan: EVANS!!!!!!!!!

The feed quickly turns back to ringside

NO DQ MATCH
Rafe White
Vs Nezumi Hazama
(If Rafe White Wins He Becomes The #5 Contender To The EWC United States Championship)

Woo: Well .. Mac is certainly not going to be happy with what just happened backstage

"Heaven's A Lie" by Lacuna Coil starts up and it's almost drowned out by the boos that followed. Rafe White, with his bible in tow, steps out. A serious expression blankets his face as he walks down the ramp.

Dobrev: Introducing first, from Reading, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 200 pounds ... The Sage ... RAFE WHITE!

His vision's dedicated only on the mission at hand, and he does not care about the words being shouted at him. As he enters the ring, he merely goes to his corner and waits for the vibrant entrance of his opponent.

A peaceful, inviting chill falls over the arena...

There's only a soft light glossed over the attendance...

It's like sunlight...

Nurturing...

Blissful...

Familiar...

The tones of Shiho Ochi brings the audience to a still.

♫ ARAWARU KUROI SORA...

KODOU WA RAIMEI WO KURIKAESU... 

ARASHI GA KURU MAE NI...

KOYOI WA ANO UTA WO SAZUKEMASHOU... ♫

A loud blast of percussion strikes the audience as the lights in the arena begin to take on chaotic timing. Flashes of orange, yellow, and red cascade in rhythm with the individual beats of Superfly's 'Kakusei' and the camera drops to focus on the person the song introduces. A jet of smoke spawns from the ring stage, and in it, there stands a silhouette. With a cape flowing in the wind, the intensity of 'Kakusei' picks up, and lures the audience into its infectious beat.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE! ♫

As he steps out of the emission of smoke on the stage, Hazama stands in the bright spotlight. Primping the collar of his suit jacket and shifting the shawl draped over his shoulder, Hazama listens to the chorus of boos that follows his appearance.

Dobrev: And his opponent... from Shinsekai, Osaka, Japan... weighing in at two hundred and thirty-eight points... NEZUMI HAZAMA!

♫ AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

He raises his arms in protest to the crowd's displeasure towards his existence. He invites them to get louder as he drowns them out to the high, loud energy of his own theme.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE! ♫

Hazama fans himself with their hatred, not at all perturbed by them.

♫ AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

And when he's done humoring his critics, Hazama begins down the ring ramp.

♫ YOMIGAERASERU NO SA...

AISURU KIMI NO KOKORO...

KARADA WO NUGISUTETE...

IMA, WARE NI KAERU TOKI... ♫

Hazama reaches the end of the ring ramp, having spent a few moments teasing the people reaching for him. He tests to see if someone was brave enough to jump. He berates someone and tells them about how much they pale in comparison to him. There at the edge of the ramp, Hazama throws up his arms again, and the camera pans out. It catches the atmosphere that he has created, where the world is rocking with their hateful noise. With him at the epicenter of it all, Hazama only chooses to smile and then make his move towards the ring.

Still committed to his former eccentricities, Hazama slides into the ring on his stomach and turns onto his back. He sprawls out, massaging the ring before lifting himself up. With his head hung, Hazama spreads out his arms, soaking into the limelight once more. It sates him. It powers him. It urges him to continue. As the song calms down, his sinister nature of Hazama brightens through his flamboyance.

♫ ME WO TSUBUTTE KAZE WO SUKUTTE...

MI WO TOKASHITE KANE WO NARASHITE... ♫

Hazama remains this way, even as he begins to rise back to a standing position.

♫ KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI! ♫

Hazama hits the top turnbuckle, reaching out to the fans, inviting their disdain again.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE!

AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA!

MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE!

AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

As 'Kakusei' begins to fade out, Hazama denies everyone their chance to get to him. He hops off the turnbuckle, discharging the intensity of his taunting in lieu of his sinister serenity. He crouches down in his corner, watching his environment with a hawk-eye precision. A smirk dawns on his face as he waits for the beginning of the match, and his own personal war.

DING DING DING

White and Hazama lock up in the center of the ring but break immediately when it seems that either one is starting to take control. When they lock up again, it’s White that breaks away and puts up his hands. The referee comes over to assess what the issue was. White tells him that Hazama was starting to pull on his hair. Hazama declines it and the referee moves out of the way to allow them to work it out on their own accord. The two competitors lock up again, and Hazama shoves White back, telling the referee that White was going for his eyes. Unfortunately, the referee isn’t apt to stop the two laying into one another with a flurry of blows. The crowd incites at the sight of the two wailing on each other, and disappointment settles when White throws Hazama out of the ring.

White follows Hazama out, striking him in the back. Hazama stiffens up, hugging the barricade, but faces White with an arrogant grin. White responds to the expression with a boot to the head that sends Hazama over the barricade just a tad. When he goes to capitalize on the move, Hazama comes back over and throws a beer in the face of the Sage. Disoriented and trying his best to get the beverage out of his eyes, White isn’t able to defend himself against Hazama’s next attack. Giving White enough space, Hazama recovers and then charges into White, sending him into the steel steps. They fall over to the side and White spills out onto the side. Hazama peers over at him, where the Brawl star is still trying to get the alcohol out of his eyes. With time on his side, Hazama reaches under the ring and pulls out a kendo stick. White climbs to his feet in the meantime and barely manages to clear his vision before he meets the hard bamboo.

Gomez: That's a sight for sore eyes.

White retreats towards the ring, but Hazama peppers his back with shots that echo throughout. Getting under the bottom rope and away, White manages to pry himself up using a turnbuckle. When Hazama enters from a neutral side, White stares down at the somewhat worn kendo stick. White puts up his hands as Hazama points at him with the kendo stick, teasing him. Seeing no escape, White moves closer to the referee and when Hazama comes after him, White throws the innocent man into harm’s way. Hazama strikes the referee down, but it gives White enough leeway to bring the Captain down with a big boot. The kendo stick falls to the ground and White grabs onto it. There was no other care in the world for Rafe White, who returns the earlier damage in full.

Gomez: He's going to wear him out like a dog!

Woo: Yeah, I think he's ditching the peaceful preacher idea for just a moment!

Slamming the kendo stick down repeatedly until the weapon splinters, White gets his helping of revenge. Hazama crawls on the mat, clenching and unclenching his fists in an effort to alleviate some of the pain. Welts cover his back, where small beads of blood creep out. Seeing that the kendo stick is worse for wear at this point, White goes to get rid of it. But he then stops. He turns to his recovering opponent and closes the gap. He uses the splintered end to scrape against Hazama’s face. With a shout of pain, Hazama stumbles around the ring. He stops and turns, revealing the blood seeping out of a wound on his face. White looks at the bloodied, broken weapon and grins. He points at Hazama with it, mimicking the earlier teasing, and gets rid of it.

As he does so, White makes sure to take his time, glaring at the crowd. Hazama continues to check his face, and when he turns, White runs in at him. He connects with his signature Bicycle Kick that sends Hazama against the ropes. The Captain slides down from the top to the second, and finally drapes against the bottom rope. White puts his hands together in prayer as he begins to wait for Hazama to rise to his feet. When he does, White motions for him to turn, looking to set him up for the Messiah Bomb. Yet, White doesn’t see what Hazama has braced against his stomach. Hiding the fact from only White, Hazama turns around, and with full force--

CLOCKS WHITE WITH HEAVEN’S HELPER!

Woo: HEAVEN'S HELPER!

Gomez: BALL GAME! I wonder if he loved baseball!

White collapses against the turnbuckle, his jaw cracked by the impact. Blood begins to spill out of his mouth, but he manages to get away from his vulnerable position. Hazama waits for him and picks him up onto his shoulders. Standing in the center of the ring, Hazama eyes the camera, and with a fresh wound on his face, the Captain grins. He then plants White with Let It Die (Go To Sleep)! White contorts around the knee strike and falls flat onto the mat. Hazama turns him over and hooks the leg.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner by pinfall...NEZUMI HAZAMA!

“Kakusei” starts up and Hazama brings himself up. While laying there, he cradles Heaven’s Helper, resting the bloodied steel against his face. The referee beckons him to his feet and raises his hand. Hazama turns and looks down at the laid out White. Hazama only gives his fallen opponent a disappointed shake of the head before he exits.

Woo: Hazama played possum for the right moment and he took out Rafe White. Talk about momentum!

Gomez: Are we looking at the man who might be a favorite for some in the Rumble?

Hazama gives a bow to the audience before heading behind the curtain and we head backstage once again

Backstage, FSW General Manager Chris Brock is seen near the catering table, a small plate of various foods in his hand. Just as Brock goes to pick up the last of what looks like a cookie, another hand snatches it off the plate. The camera pans out to reveal Monday Night Brawl General Manager Jim Connors.

Connors: You snooze you lose Brock.

Brock: Sounds like the motto for Brawl this year, Jim. But it’s ok, you enjoy that cookie.

Brock goes to turn and leave, but is cut off.

Connors: Oh I will. By the way, good luck tonight for you and your two… I guess you can call them champions?

Brock stops dead in his tracks. He pops a piece of cheese in his mouth and chews as he turns to answer his peer.

Brock: There is no doubt about it that they are both amazing competitors. And looking up and down the list of champions, I see two from FSW, One from Prime, another who started on Prime and worked his way up to that show you have on Monday’s and then two from Rampage… So what exactly are you bringing to this match, Jim?

Connors: Xavier Reid is most decorated champion in this match aside from Ace. Former 2 time X-division champ, current International champion. He may have come from FSW, but he didn’t really have much success until he came to Brawl.

Brock: He was one of the best FSW champions we’ve had. And he’s barely had the International title long enough to defend it. I’m not taking anything away from Xavier, he’s one hell of a competitor and forever an FSW supporter, but Candy is a former Indy and Undisputed champion, Ezio in my opinion could be Rookie of the Year. There’s just not a lot of red out there tonight, let’s face it.

Connors clenches his fist, breaking the cookie in his hand.

Connors: Let’s just see who walks out Undisputed champion tonight. That is what is PARAMOUNT to me right now.

Brock: See, now you’ve gone and ruined your snack. But I guess that’s just how the cookie crumbles sometimes, isn’t it?

Brock turns and walks away as Connor's face goes red with anger.

The feed goes to another part of the backstage area, where Ace Heart stands outside the door of a small dressing room, microphone in hand. The intrepid interviewer knocks on the door a couple times and waits; after a few seconds, X-Division Champion Ace King emerges to a largely positive response from the crowd.

Ace Heart: Ace, just wondering how you’re feeling going into ton-

The X-Division Champion immediately puts a hand over Heart’s microphone, his eyes briefly closed as he collects his thoughts before turning his attention to Heart.

Ace King: Why would I tell you, when I can simply show you? Come on in.

Looking puzzled, Heart and the cameraman accept Ace’s invitation into the dressing room, which is largely devoid of frills with the exception of a moderate-sized television mounted on the wall. However, instead of being focused on the Night of Champions broadcast, the television has the following image on it.

Ace can’t take his eyes off the television, his fists clenched tightly as he stares it down word by word. He pulls up a chair and sits down, trying in vain to quell his rising intensity.

Ace King: There isn’t a day that’s gone by since that was posted where I haven’t looked at that… Thought about that… The worst thing anyone can possibly do is give me bulletin board material to work with. Given his well-known loathing of anything to do with flames, I’m surprised Scorpio would have been so stupid as to pour gasoline on that particular sore spot by mocking it right before I put him through the fucking floor with his own AGR in China, but it happened, and now we’re here.

Ace puffs some air out his bottom lip to keep himself from getting any more frustrated.

Ace King: Am I thankful for getting back to the Night of Champions main event amid all the uncertainty of this past year? Yeah. Was I pissed off about having to wait a full year for this opportunity given how I lost it in the first place? You’re goddamn right, I was… However, I understand that there’s typically an order to things, and I knew the only way to get back into the thick of the Undisputed Championship discussion was to keep working at it while doing my best to block out the noise around me. And yet, despite my best efforts…

‘The Gambler’ turns away from the TV, though he forcefully points at it, his body trembling with rage all the while.

Ace King: ...That thought has never left my brain. I’ve consistently said that the term Power Struggle is a misnomer, because when the Undisputed Championship is at stake, you do whatever the fuck you have to do to win, and once you realize that, nothing is a struggle. I’ve heard all the chirps over the years about me having that short reign, or how I apparently hold people back here, not to mention the ones about getting so many opportunities that are somehow undeserved… But to be here? YOU EARN THAT SHIT. I’ve been on this particular stage for four straight years now, much longer than this ‘five minutes’ bullshit. To get back here year after year… That’s not a fluke. For the uninitiated, it’s called earning your opportunity. While I’m the first to admit I haven’t maximized my Undisputed Championship opportunities in EWC when they've come my way, I still know full well what I’m capable of, where others around me just... fall off the map.

He gives the photo of Cyrus Black in the screenshot a long, cold look before taking the remote and shutting the TV off, hoisting his X-Division Championship over his shoulder before giving Heart one last glance.

Ace King: This may not make a ton of sense, but here goes: I’m thankful for this opportunity, but I’m not just happy to be here. This match is more personal to me than any participant on either side can fathom, because this is where I can fully, and finally, silence anyone who still wants to doubt me. Being the X-Division Champion has offered epiphanies I didn’t know were still possible for me… Namely, that I can make just about any situation work to my advantage, and that I can beat anyone, anywhere, at any given time. Tonight, I’m going to prove it, and through this ‘Struggle,’ I will emerge victorious, and I will begin my second reign as the Undisputed Champion. Bet On It.

With that, the X-Division Champion emphatically drops the remote and storms out of the room, the Dubai audience charged up as Heart looks on, perhaps blown away by what he’s just heard as we cut to ringside

TRIPLE THREAT
#1 CONTENDER FOR EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Bosa
Vs Darius
Vs Gabrielle Visconty
(Winner Faces Xavier Reid At EWC Rumble For The EWC International Championship)

Woo: More of the same backstage. So much for that peace deceleration. I wonder how long until Mac realizes what's going on back there .. and Ace King sure sounds ready and focused for that bog Main Event tonight .. Our next match will determine who faces Xavier Reid at Rumble XVII for the International championship!

Gomez: That’s right! 75% of Team Brawl from Parabellum will square up against each other to see who is next in line!

Dobrev: The following match is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH! The winner of this match will go on to face Xavier Reid for the International championship at EWC Rumble XVII! Introducing first, from Honolulu, Hawaii ... GABRIELLE VISCONTY!

The lights dim as a single spot light shines on the entrance. Halestorm's "I Am The Fire" begins to play as the Mac-Tron lights up to display the lyrics.

Am I brave enough?
Am I strong enough?
To follow the desire
That burns from within

To push away my fear
To stand where I'm afraid
I am through with this
'Cause I am more than this

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.

Cuz I am more than this
I promise to myself
Alone and no one else
My flame is rising higher

I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I've been waiting for
Screaming like a siren
Alive and burning brighter
I am the fire

Gabi slaps hands and interacts with the crowd before she hops up nimbly onto the edge of the ring to smiles out at the crowd once more. Gabi turns and springboard herself into the ring, then venturing over to her corner.

Woo: Gabi fought her way to this opportunity when she beat Callie Clark at Hardcore Revolution!

Gomez: She has faced both of these men before, but has not pinned either of them. Can that change tonight?!

The arena goes silent as Jessica Stroup stands at center ring. Around her, camera's flash and fans speak amongst themselves as she smiles. Raising the microphone, her earrings sparkle under the lights as she begins to speak....

Dobrev: Hailing from San Francisco, California! 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.

As his theme song continues on, Bosa walks down the ramp and towards the ring, reaching out to slap the hands of the fans along the way. Once at ringside, Bosa then raises both fists slowly as a fireworks display erupts behind him, sending the fans into a frenzy!

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.

Woo: One of the hottest, fastest rising stars in the business today! Bosa is looking to make an impact here tonight.

Gomez: He truly is looking to make a name for himself, and I would not be surprised to see him pick up a win.

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.

Dobrev: 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.

Woo: Considered one of the favorites of this match, Darius is looking to climb his way back to the top tonight!

Gomez: He’s on a bit of a losing streak as of late, but it’s against the greats like Dominic Sanders and Scorpio! This should be CAKE for him!

DING DING DING

Bosa, Darius, and Gabi stand in their respective corners, each one of them looking between one another before moving a muscle. Eventually, the three slowly walk to the middle of the ring and have a stare down, with Darius looking to Bosa, nodding his head towards Gabi in the process. Bosa slowly nods his head in agreement, but looks to Gabi as he does so. Gabi's face splits into a sadistic grin, but only for a moment as both she and Bosa begin to team up on Darius!

Bosa kicks Darius in the gut and then Gabi slams her knee into the side of Darius' head! Darius recoils back, but Bosa spins him around, grabs Darius by the waist, and plants him with a German suplex! Darius rolls out of the ring as he groans with agony, while Gabi and Bosa just nod at each other in the ring before locking up together!

Woo: Wow! I didn't expect to see that! Bosa just teamed up with Gabi.

Gomez: Of course he did! Darius is one of Brawl's top guys! Bosa knows he can beat Gabi, so he may as well try to take out the bigger competition first!

Bosa and Gabi are tied up collar and elbow in the middle of the ring, but Bosa uses his size to his advantage, pulling Gabi into himself, hoisting her up, and slamming her down to the mat with a sickening spinebuster! Bosa hooks Gabi's leg for a win!

One!
T- No!

Gabi kicks out right before the referee hits two! Bosa wastes no time as he picks Gabi up by her midsection and puts her over his shoulder, then runs at the turnbuckle to slam Gabi between his shoulder and the turnbuckle, dropping her down to the mat again!

Bosa looks over the top rope to check on Darius, seeing that he is sitting up against the barricade while holding his neck, Elissa on her knees with a worried look in her eyes.

Woo: Darius isn't looking too good on the outside, I think that suplex may have landed him square on his neck.

Gomez: I hope he wasn't injured already. We know how injury prone Darius can be, so will he even be able to finish this match?

Bosa continues to look to the outside, a look of concern etched across his face for a moment, but that moment is taken away when Gabi slips up behind Bosa and sweeps him down to the mat with a surprise roll-up!

One! Kickout! Bosa sends Gabi flying off from him and into the ropes, but she rebounds off the ropes and drives her knee into Bosa's jaw with a shining wizard! Bosa falls flat on his back after being dazed by the strike, giving Gabi time to climb up the ropes and onto the top turnbuckle.

Gabi stands tall and focuses her sight onto Bosa, and right as she's about to leap from the top to deliver The Falling, Darius leaps up onto the apron and cracks a steel chair across Gabi's spine, sending her crashing down to the mat! The camera focuses on Darius as a maniacal chuckle slips through his sadistic grin!

Woo: Well I guess he wasn't that hurt after all!

Gomez: He may have a positive new attitude, but the dastardly snake still lives within Darius!

Darius climbs through the ropes and stalks Bosa as he brings himself to a knee, looking up at Darius with furious determination. Darius tightens his grip on the chair as Bosa gets to his feet, and then swings the chair down at Bosa's head, which he just narrowly avoids!

Bosa then lands a stiff uppercut under Darius' chin, knocking him back a bit, then connects with a stiff kick to the side of Darius' knee, dropping him down to said knee! Bosa kicks the chair out of Darius' hands, then attempts to bring Darius in for a DDT, but Darius drives his elbow into Bosa's kidney!

Bosa stumbles back, grasping at his lower back in pain as Darius gets back to his feet, locking his sight onto Bosa, but then Gabi leaps onto Darius' back and attempts a reverse DDT, but Darius catches Gabi and plants her to the mat with a spinning sidewalk slam onto the steel chair! Darius then covers Gabi and goes for the win;

One!
Two!
Bosa dives onto Darius and breaks up the pin!

Woo: Near fall after near fall! These three are bringing their A game tonight!

Gomez: Of course they are, there is a lot on the line! That is exactly why Darius quickly brought weapons into play!

Bosa grabs Darius by the hips once again and attempts another German suplex, but Darius drives his elbow into his gut! Darius spins around and jabs Bosa on the jaw, then shoves him into the corner. Darius begins to bring his knee up into Bosa’s gut repeatedly, then begins to lift him up onto the top turnbuckle, but then Gabi pops back into the frame, slamming the steel chair down onto Darius’ back!

Darius drops to the mat, clutching at his back as Gabi swings the chair down again, this time laying it across Darius’ chest multiple times before he manages to roll out of the ring! Gabi then turns her attention to Bosa as he launches forward from the turnbuckle, attempting to take Gabi’s head off with a surprise Chin Check, but Gabi rolls out of the way!

Bosa turns to face Gabi once again and is greeted by a springboard DDT! Gabi kips up quickly and leaps onto the top rope, turning to face Bosa as he tries to roll away from the corner. Gabi then leaps from the top and soars at Bosa with The Fallen …

But Darius leaps into frame, connecting with The Hunter’s Mark right before Gabi lands, spearing her onto Bosa!

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!

The crowd explodes with an infectious chant as Darius and Gabi lay motionless on the mat, a wide grin etched across Darius’ face. He looks to Elissa on the outside as she drags a large sack from under the ring.

Woo: What is going on?! Darius just speared the life out of Gabi, why isn't he pinning her?!

Gomez: Because things are about to get extreme!

Elissa then pulls an aluminum bat, wrapped in barbed wire and cloth, from the bag. She tosses it into the ring to Darius, who catches it in his hands as he gets to his feet, stalking Bosa as he pulls himself up with the ropes …

THUD! Darius drives the head of the bat onto Bosa's forehead, busting him wide open! Darius then swings the bat into Bosa's midsection, slamming the barbs and metal right into his gut!

Darius turns to face Gabi, but she rolls out of the ring. Darius slips through the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, runs around the outside, leaps off from the stairs and soars down at Gabi with the bat …

But she pulls a frying pan from the bag and cracks Darius on the head with it as he is about to nail her with the bat! Darius hits the mat hard, but Gabi wastes no time. She attempts to pick the big man up, but instead eats a big boot to the spine from behind, driving her into the ring steps!

Woo: Bosa's face is completely red! He is bleeding badly!

Gomez: Not enough to hinder his performance!

Bosa picks up the sack from the ground and dumps it onto the floor; a box of thumbtacks, a chain, a screw gun, a lighter, a small can of gasoline, and a claw hammer fall to the floor. Bosa looks to the can, and then to the barbed bat. He takes the can into his hands, pops the top, and proceeds to douse the cloth on the bat with the gas.

Before he is able to take the lighter, Darius runs into frame and hits Bosa with a stiff shoulder block, dropping him and the bat to the floor. Gabi then leaps up from behind and dropkicks Darius into the barricade! She then takes the bat, then the lighter, and ignites the gas on the cloth, setting the bat ablaze!

Woo: Good god, someone stop this!

Gomez: Hell no, the party just started!

Gabi chokes up on the bat and focuses her attention onto Darius, but the sound of a chain whipping echoes through the arena as it lashes into frame, slashing across Gabi's chest!

Bosa stands with the chain as he wraps it around his forearm, then lunges forward and connects with a chin check onto Gabi, driving the chain into her face!

Darius takes advantage of the situation, grabs the bat, and rolls back into the ring. Bosa quickly follows behind, lashing the chain at Darius, but Darius deflects the shots with the bat.

Darius then rushes forward and swings the flaming bat wide at Bosa's skull, but Bosa ducks the shot and hits Darius in the ribs with a stiff shot, making Darius drop the bat. Bosa then whips Darius at the ropes, to which Darius responds by attempting the Hunter's Mark, but Bosa side steps the spear! Darius turns to face Bosa, but is greeted by Bosa's signature jumping cutter, Unleash the Beast, directly onto the flaming, barbed bat!

Bosa shoves the bat out of the way and hooks both legs!

ONE!

Gabi manages to climb onto the turnbuckle …

TWO!

Gabi leaps from the top with The Fallen …

THREE!!

Bosa moves at the last second, letting Gabi connect with the Fallen onto Darius, but she is too late!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner … BOSA!

Woo: What a huge win for Bosa here tonight! The rookie has just won himself a shot at the EWC International Championship against Xavier Reid at EWC RUMBLE next month

Gomez: This was an incredible match from start to finish, Gabi and Darius just didn't have enough to pull out the victory .. and Bosa .. he just showed that hard-work does pay off. What a special moment for him. I'm being told we have Nezumi backstage .. lets go there now

Finding Nezumi Hazama isn’t the hardest thing to do for once as he had not abandoned the arena after his match. With a bandage over his cheek from White’s attack earlier, he seems annoyed that there are cameras in his face, and he lets them know with his expression.

Hazama: You think this is going to be a cute, little interview? No, I don’t have the time nor the patience to humor idiotic questions right now.

As Ace Heart draws close, wishing to start, Hazama reaches over and tears the microphone away. Heart doesn’t seem to enjoy it, but Hazama’s ceaseless glare deters Heart from prodding further.

Hazama: Dominic Sanders, Wes Walker, Rafe White--these are the names of the people that I’ve beaten recently. All of them from other brands, and I used them to tell my story of my brand loyalty. Rafe White had to be dealt with for thinking he could come to my brand and take out Grizzly Duggan. Sanders thought my home territory was his to reclaim a dying flame. But now? I am still going to each brand to prove my superiority, and it’s not for any reason but one.

The camera pans with the turning of Hazama’s head, where he spots the promotional art for the EWC Rumble. He turns back with an all-knowing grin.

Hazama: Momentum. That’s the name of the game right now. Because that rumble is coming up and I plan to win it. Going to each brand? If you thought that it was solely because I wanted to prove what’s already a fact? Then you haven’t been paying attention to the kind of man that I am. I’m not the Rat King anymore, but I’m still the Avaricious. I am still the man who wants everything in the world, even if it someone else has it. The Rumble’s the first step to taking the most illustrious prize there is. And tonight? It’s just telling me who might be carrying the strap going into WrestleFest...to be my target.

Hazama then thrusts the microphone back into Heart’s chest and ventures off, leaving behind the camera crew.

The camera cuts to another part of the backstage area to find ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love standing there with a smile as he rubs his hands together in a menacing way

Love: Oh Wes...I can tell how much this match means to you, how badly you want this win, how you can already see yourself in that ring at the Rumble challenging Ace King for the X-Division Championship...and it’s because of all that…

Buddy smiles even bigger

Love: Is going to make beating you here tonight even more enjoyable...don’t get me wrong I was going to enjoy it either way but hearing you, understanding how much you really want this match, how you feel like you’ve come such a long way since last years Youngblood...to hear the hope and confidence in your voice, you really believe you are going to win out there tonight don’t you...oh Wes...NEWSFLASH...you’re not!!!

Buddy laughs as he shakes his head

Love: Let’s cut the FAKE NEWS stuff Wes, you want to claim that Killjoy can only beat the ‘has-beens’ is Samantha Hamilton a has-been Wes? Killjoy beat her and if memory serves me correctly she beat you...so right there shows that the Wes Walker News Hour is as biased as it comes, spinning the news to make the story fit the narrative you see fit...

Buddy winks

Love: No the truth is Wes you are still in Killjoy’s shadow...you’ve been in the FSW for over a year Wes and yet haven’ reached the heights Killjoy has in six months, that has to suck and explains some of the anger you have towards Killjoy and myself but you have nobody to blame other than yourself Wes...the truth is you aren’t very good at your job and that’s why you are stuck in the middle of the card…

Buddy nods

Love: You want to brag that beating Mercenary and Darlene makes you ready for this X-Division match...that it gives you a leg up on Killjoy in some manner…

Buddy starts laughing

Love: Wes we have beaten Darlene...we went toe to toe with Sebastian Connor and beaten him twice...heck we were in the Insanity Cage last year...just because we haven't wrestled in official ‘X-Division Matches’ doesn’t mean we are new to this...my God Wes and I thought mixing up Killjoy and my father was a low point for you...I can see you are grasping at straws Wes, trying to do whatever and say whatever you can to make yourself believe you have a chance against Killjoy out there but all you’re doing is setting yourself up for a bigger fall...we all know that X-Division Championship match against Ace King at the Rumble is Killjoy’s...but hey keep your head up kid, I’m sure you will wow us with your 17th place finish in the Rumble…

Buddy laughs as Killjoy walks up next to him

Love: Tonight The Evolution of Killjoy Ito goes EXTREME and Wes, you go back to just being another face in a packed roster…

Buddy grins as the camera cuts away

X-DIVISION RULES
#1 CONTENDER FOR EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Wes Walker
Vs Killjoy Ito
(Winner Faces Ace King At EWC Rumble For The EWC X-Division Championship)

We return to ringside where Marcus holds up a piece of paper in front of him.

Woo: Our next match tonight here in Dubai could raise the temperature hotter than it's been out in the desert. This is one of those matches on paper that can main event anywhere and has a chance to steal the show tonight.

Gomez grabs the piece of paper from Marcus

Gomez: Talk about cliche!, What's next, people hanging from the rafters?

Woo looks up as Gomez rips up the paper.

Gomez: He just didn't?!? Folks, it's two of the best from FSW tonight here in the Coca Cola Arena, and with X Division Rules in play, anything's possible tonight. Let's get to the ring before Mr. Excitement beats a dead camel into submission.

Dobrev: The following match is for One Fall! Joining us first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 185 pounds ... WES WALKER

Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play, Wes Walker comes from behind the curtain with a smile on his face. He raises up one hand and the crowd goes wild. He bows his head and takes in the cheers. Wes walks down the aisle into the ring then slides under the bottom rope in a quick motion. He passes the title off to the referee after raising it one more time in the middle of the ring.

Dobrev: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds ... KILLJOY ITO!

‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walks out onto the stage and raises his arms into the air and lowers them as the lights also fade out, he jumps up and down all excited as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as Buddy Love runs up and stands by his side. Buddy motions to towards the ring and the pair begin to walk down the aisle to the mix reaction of cheers and boos from the fans. Buddy climbs up the steps first and holds the ropes open for Killjoy and then Buddy walks up to the referee and offers them a few dollars to ‘keep it fair’ but then laughs and shoves the singles back into his pocket as Killjoy walks to the center of the ring with his arms outstretched and tilts his head back and soaks it all in. Buddy helps Killjoy take off his robe and exits the ring.

Woo: The Former North American Champion and the Former TV & Indy champ go mano -e- mano tonight with the winner taking on Ace King for the X Division Title at the Rumble!

DING DING DING

Woo: And here we go!

The bell rings as Walker and Killjoy meet in the middle of the ring. They lock up and jockey for position but neither gain the upper hand. They step away then circle again. Killjoy goes for a lock up but Walker lands a kick to the gut. Walker lands a straight right hand then whips Killjoy into the ropes. Walker sets for a backdrop but Killjoy stops and hits a Facebuster on the knee. Walker stumbles back then charges at Killjoy. Killjoy scoops up Walker and plants him with a spinebuster. The crowd pops as Buddy Love claps for Killjoy. Walker holds his back as he rolls over. Killjoy pulls up Walker then looks at the crowd. He hits a fireman’s carry into a gutbuster on Walker then makes a cover. Niklaus Forbes slides in for a count.

1…
2…
Kickout by Walker.


Woo: Killjoy trying to steal a quick win here in Dubai.

Gomez: I think that was more of Ito's way of saying I've got this wrapped up.

Killjoy slowly gets to his feet and waits as Walker crawls towards the ropes. Killjoy sits in a crouch, waiting, turning as Walker slowly gets to his feet. Walker turns around and Killjoy goes for the Burakkuauto. Walker brings a knee up to the gut of Killjoy. He lands another right hand then hits a snap DDT on Killjoy. Walker gets to his feet as Killjoy holds his head. Buddy Love pounds on the mat as Killjoy clears his head. Walker walks over to the corner and motions Killjoy to get up. Killjoy slowly gets up and falls into the far turnbuckle. Walker charges and goes for a flip into the corner but Killjoy sidesteps and Walker hits the turnbuckle back-first.

Gomez: Walker tried to end it all with the Cannonball but ended up splatting himself instead!

Killjoy runs to the far ropes as Walker stumbles up to his feet. Killjoy charges off the ropes and goes for the Kettei-da but Walker bails out of the ring before Killjoy can connect.

Woo: Walker’s head would be in Adu Dhabi if Killjoy had hit that.

Walker taps his head as he looks at Killjoy in the ring. Killjoy looks out at the crowd then back at Walker, motioning him back into the ring. Walker slowly starts into the ring but as Killjoy comes after him, Wes bails out again. Walker starts in again, baiting Killjoy closer to the ropes, then walks away, facing the crowd. Killjoy slides out of the ring and stands behind Walker, who has his back to Killjoy. Walker turns around and gets a fright from Killjoy standing behind him. The crowd laughs as Walker and Killjoy both slide back into the ring at the same time.

Woo: I don’t think this is what Walker intended to do, but he’s broken the momentum that Killjoy once had, so it may work out as intended.

Walker runs to the far ropes as Killjoy chases behind him. Walker steps up on the second rope and flips over the charging Killjoy. Walker lands on his feet as Killjoy turns then hits a spinning front kick to the head. Killjoy lands on the mat near the ropes. Walker starts towards Killjoy but Buddy Love pulls Killjoy out of the ring, leaning him against the rail and trying to wake him up. Walker looks at the corner then at Killjoy and Buddy love. Walker runs up the turnbuckle and jumps off, going for a flying spinning elbow. Killjoy pushes himself away from Buddy Love who takes the brunt of the elbow from Walker.

Gomez: Walker connected, but missed Killjoy completely!

Killjoy grabs the fallen Walker and throws him over the rail and into the front row. Niklaus Forbes slides out of the ring as Killjoy hops the rail going after Walker. Killjoy grabs Walker and smashes his face into a chair. Killjoy lands a right hand then whips Walker deeper into the floor seats. The crowd gives Killjoy and Walker a wide berth as Niklaus Forbes follows behind them.

Woo: The EWC Official is giving some latitude in this match by letting there be a winner instead of a double countout.

Killjoy lands another right hand, sending Walker seated into a chair. Walker reaches down and throws a drink at Killjoy, temporarily blinding him. Walker lands a kick to the gut then a kneelift, sending Killjoy stumbling backwards. Walker takes three steps back then runs at Killjoy, hitting a shotgun dropkick. Killjoy falls backwards into part of the handrail along the stairs as Walker holds his back on the floor.

Gomez: The crowd didn’t know they’d be PART of the match tonight here in Dubai!

Walker pulls himself up to his feet, favoring his back. Killjoy cringes in pain, his left arm hanging limp after the impact against the handrail. Walker lands another kick then grabs Killjoy by the head, pulling him back towards the ringside area. Niklaus Forbes follows behind as Walker throws Killjoy back over the rail. Buddy Love is on one knee, holding his chest as Walker steps through a gap in the rails. Killjoy pulls himself up to his feet and rolls into the ring. Walker takes a cursory glance at Buddy Love then climbs up on to the apron. He sets his feet on the apron and waits as Killjoy tries to move his shoulder a little bit. Buddy Love reaches under the ring and pulls a chair out as Killjoy gets to his feet.

Buddy Love: HERE!!!

Buddy Love tries to slide a chair into the ring but puts too much force on it. The chair skips by Killjoy and ends up falling off the other side of the ring apron.

Woo: They must make the chairs a little differently here in Dubai

Gomez: I bet it’s the sand, everything slides on that!

Walker watches as Killjoy’s face tells the story of disbelief. Buddy Love runs around the ring to gather the chair as Walker goes for a flying clothesline on Killjoy. Killjoy ducks and runs to the near ropes. Walker rolls through the move and lands up close to the far ropes. Killjoy charges and goes for the Kettei-da again but Walker avoids it. They both turn and Walker goes for another spinning kick. Killjoy leans back, avoiding his boot. Killjoy tries to lock up but his left arm is barely usable. Walker counters and wants to go for a backslide but Killjoy’s height and weight are holding Walker up. Buddy Love retrieves the chair again and slides it into their feet, stopping it.

Buddy Love: YES!!!

Walker turns Killjoy around and catches a headbutt to the nose for his trouble. Killjoy locks Walker up and tries for the Burakkuato and drops Walker headfirst onto the chair. The crowd groans as Killjoy rolls up to his feet. He pulls Walker’s limp body part of the way up, takes 3 steps back and hits the Kettei-da! Walker falls backwards as dead weight.

Woo: KETTEI-DA!!!!

Gomez:WALKER IS OUT!!!

Killjoy drapes his good arm to cover Walker as Buddy Love applauds at ringside

1!!
2!!
3!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall, and #1 X DIVISION CONTENDER KILLJOY ITO!!!

Killjoy sits up but holds his arm gingerly as Buddy Love climbs into the ring. Niklaus Forbes raises his hand and points down at Killjoy as Buddy Love celebrates the victory with Killjoy.

Woo: Big Time Win for Killjoy, smashing Walker down on the chair with the Brainbuster then hitting the Running Knee for the Victory.

Gomez: Walker’s going to need plenty of Aspirin tonight after bouncing his head off the chair. I don’t envy his headache tonight.

Woo: Let’s go backstage!

The camera cuts backstage inside the Coca-Cola Arena to find Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, The Southern Express along with Bunny Love inside their locker room.

Love: I want you two to go out there…

But Bobby Rose waves her off

Rose: Bunny we don’t need ‘the speech’...

Lane: This isn’t our first go around…

Rose: We’ve been in these matches before…

Lane: Heck we’ve faced Melody and Iggy before…

Rose: We know what we have to do out there…

But before Bunny can say anything there is a knock at the door and it slowly opens, Ace Heart pops his head into the room

Heart: Everyone decent in here?

Jimmy looks down to make sure he’s wearing pants as Bobby smacks him but it’s Bunny that speaks for the team

Love: We are in the middle of a team meeting here Ace…

But Ace doesn’t seem to mind or care as he walks into the room with his camera crew

Hearst: Good, Bobby, Jimmy...tonight you face off with…

Love: Two ladies you have ZERO business being in this match other than they have NAMES in the EWC…

Rose: We get it, this isn’t our first go around in this business...Melody and Iggy are established names in the EWC, two very accomplished singles champions turned tag team champions…

Lane: The EWC wants them out in front and since neither of them qualified for the Power Struggle match they decided this was the perfect time for them to win back these…

Jimmy and Bobby hold up the EWC Tag Team Championships

Rose: Having done nothing to really earn a rematch…

Love: As we said, DSR Vol 2 haven’t wrestled as a team since Parabellum…

Lane: It was clear to us that the EWC didn’t want us as their champions…

But Ace cuts in

Hearst: Now boys, the EWC updated their champions listing and sent you their fullest apology for that oversight…

Ace holds up his phone to show The Southern Express and Bunny the updated page

Love: Great...should we thank them for doing so…how long would that have gone unnoticed had we not said anything about it…

Rose: The thing is Ace it didn’t bother us, we really didn’t care…

Lane: It just showed us what the EWC thought about us…

Rose: As did making this match...DSR Vol 2 are a great tag team...we aren’t saying that but the way tag teams are treated around here…

Lane: There are teams out there killing themselves that are just passed over for big names…

Rose: And if we fail out there tonight the championships go back to a team that MIGHT get around to wrestling tag team matches at some point but we both know that Melody will be looking to defend her Rumble win the next time the EWC is on ppv…

Lane: So the EWC Tag Team Championships go on ice…

Rose: That’s why we have to do everything we can out there tonight to make sure that tag team wrestling in the EWC doesn’t become an afterthought…

Lane: Just something they roll out from time to time…

Love: When Melody has the time…

Rose: The life of tag team wrestling here in the EWC is in our hands here tonight Ace...and we didn’t come all this way to just let it die…

Lane: Tonight we end DSR Vol 2’s run as the premier tag team in the EWC and allow them to go on their merry way into singles actions to close out 2020…

Rose: We will take over the mantle as THE tag team here in the EWC and we will do so across all four brands...not just our home brand…

Lane: Tonight we go out there not just to retain these championships but to retain tag team wrestling here in the EWC…

Love: And to prove without a shadow of a doubt just who the BEST DAMN TAG TEAM IN THE EWC IS!!!!

Bobby smiles

Rose: Melody and Iggy have had a good run but it ends here tonight and in the end they will thank us…

Lane: We will release them from this burden…

Rose: They can go back to chasing singles glory while we will elevate tag team wrestling here in the EWC to heights they were unable to ever reach…

Love: Tonight we end the Foxier Ladies and end this chapter for them…

Bunny smiles at Ace and her and the Express exit the room and we head back to ringside

EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Dream Sound Revolution Volume II
Vs Southern Express

Woo: It's time for the first of two matches of the night with gold on the line!

Gomez: You mean it's time for Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux to take back what's theirs! Come on girls!

Woo: These Tag Team Championships have been hotly contested over the last year. DSR 2 won them against ReBelle at last year's Rumble in Texas. They had five successful defenses en route to a nearly eight-month reign before they were dethroned by the Diamond Dogs, who lost them right back to DSR 2 less than two months later. 

Gomez: This company's first two-time Champions since 2016. 

Woo: That was until Southern Express beat them at Parabellum the next month. And now here we are...

Gomez: ...ready for DSR 2 to become three-time Champions!

Dobrev: The following contest is a best two out of three falls match! And it is for the EWC Tag Team Championships!

"Rock Show" by Halestorm begins playing throughout the Coca-Cola Arena.

Little girl
You like it loud
Come alive in the middle of a crowd
You wanna scream
You wanna shout
Get excited when the lights go down

On cue, the lights in the arena dim.

At the rock show
You'll be right in the front row
Heart and soul, they both know
It’s where you gotta be

After these lyrics, Melody Malone and Iggy Swango make their way out from the back to a fairly mixed reception. They both stand at the top of the stage with aviators on their faces and they nod their heads and high five at the top of the ramp before they begin to make their way to the ring.

Dobrev: Introducing first... weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and ninety-three pounds... the team of IGGY SWANGO AND MELODY MALONE... THE EVEN FOXIER LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION: PART DEUX!!!

They simultaneously jump up onto the ring apron and climb through the ropes. They part ways and head to the ropes on opposite sides of the ring. They each step one foot on the middle rope and put their arms in the air. They throw their aviators into the crowd and meet back in the center of the ring. Malone and Swango both grasp hands and pat each other on the shoulder as they take their corner in preparation for the match.

Woo: There's a seriously look of determination on their faces tonight, Valentina.

Gomez: As is expected. They lost these titles last month to the Southern Express and they felt like it happened far too soon. They are ready to re-capture the throne tonight!

The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet. Some of the older females in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, both of whom have their Tag Team Championships around their waists.

Dobrev: And their opponents... Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love... from Nashville, Tennessee... They are the EWC Tag Team Champions! BOBBY ROSE AND JIMMY LANE, THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!!

Bunny leads the way as the pair reach out and high five with the fans as they walk to the ring, Bunny marches up the steps and steps through the ropes as Bobby and Jimmy climb up onto the apron and step through the ropes and head to opposite corners. They climb up to the middle turnbuckle to toss out bandannas to the crowd and hold up their Tag Team Championships. Bunny stands in the middle of the ring pointing to both Bobby and Jimmy as the crowd cheers.

Woo: Listen to this crowd! Everybody loves these guys.

Gomez: They're pretty embarrassing, Marcus. The faces of the Tag Team Division are a couple of ninety year old men.

Woo: Come on, now. They aren't ninety. Maybe like eighty-nine, though.

DING DING DING

Swango and Lane start this one off. They tie up in the middle of the ring. Swango pushes Lane back into the ropes. She whips Lane across the ring. He bounces off of the ropes. She leapfrogs him as he ducks through. He returns again. Hip attack right to his jaw. Lane hits the mat and jumps to his feet quickly. Snap suplex by Swango. They pop up again. Arm drag by Lane. They pop up. Standing dropkick by Lane. Swango rolls over to her corner and tags in the former Undisputed Champion. Malone quickly enters the ring. Lane goes for a dropkick on her. She side-steps it and swats him to the mat. Malone grabs Lane and picks him up. Standing dropkick of her own followed by a standing moonsault for a cover.

ONE!
.
.
.
T-Easy kickout.

Malone picks Lane up and whips him into the ropes. Blind tag by Rose. Malone leapfrogs Lane. Lane returns again and Malone kicks him in the gut. She sets him up for a piledriver. Rose is in and drops Malone to the mat with a bulldog! He covers Malone.

ONE!
.
.
.
TWO!
.
Kickout by Melody Malone.

Woo: Quick action, early tags, back-and-forth action. What more can you ask for out of a tag team match?

Gomez: A Dream Sound Revolution win. That’s what I ask for.

Rose picks Malone up and pulls her to his corner. Lane tags himself back in. Rose grabs Malone’s arm and lifts it up, exposing her ribs. Hard right hand by Lane into the ribcage. Rose exits the ring. Lane DDTs Malone into the mat hard. He covers.

ONE!
.
.
.
TWO!!
.
.
Broken up by Iggy Swango!

Rose is back in the ring and he and Swango go at it, trading blows in the corner. Swango gets the upper hand, driving her hip into his stomach. Lane comes over to help Rose. He grabs Swango. Malone is to her feet. She drives an elbow in the back of Lane’s head. She drags Lane away from Swango. Swango joins her partner. The two of them lock Lane up and drive him down with a snap suplex. Both women run and bounce off of the ropes. Double basement dropkick! Malone covers Lane.

ONE!
.
.
.
TWO!
.
.
Broken up by Rose!

Woo: The referee is going to have to get control of this match. All four are in the ring and have been for a minute or so.

Rose grabs Swango and tosses her through the ropes and to the outside hard. Malone gets up and clotheslines Rose over the top, joining him on the outside with Swango. Malone turns around into a dropkick by Lane and she also goes through the ropes to the outside. The three of them are down and Jimmy Lane stands alone in the ring. As the three begin to get to their feet, Lane sprints across the ring and bounces off of the ropes. He returns and leaps over the top rope and takes out all three with a cross body! He picks Malone up and rolls her into the ring. He climbs up onto the apron. Slingshot guillotine leg drop across her throat! He covers.

ONE!
.
.
.
TWO!!
.
.
.
Kickout by Malone!

Rose is back up to his feet and on the apron in their corner. Lane tags Rose in. Lane picks Malone up and twists her over into a tombstone position! Rose grabs the top rope, ready to spring into action literally!

Woo: This could be it! Going for the Good Night Dubai!

Gomez: Come on Iggy Swango! Help your partner!

Almost on command, just as Rose starts to catapult himself vertically, Swango grabs his foot and yanks him off of the apron, causing him to crash hard face-fist into the apron. Malone squirms free and turns the tombstone into a roll-up pin attempt!

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TWO!!
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Kickout by Lane!

Swango sprints over to the other side of the ring and hops up onto the apron. She reaches over looking for a desperation tag from Melody Malone. Malone slowly crawls towards her corner. Rose is still on the floor so Lane cannot tag. Lane turns his attention to Malone and grabs her foot, keeping her from advancing towards Swango. Malone turns over onto her back and puts both feet into Lane’s chest. She shoves him hard off of her and drives him to the mat. She leaps towards her corner and tags Iggy Swango in! Swango runs into the ring and runs at Lane, driving a leg across his throat heavily. Swango locks her legs around his head and into a headscissors submission.

Woo: Swango trying to cut the air off to Jimmy Lane right now.

Gomez: That old man probably likes this more than anything. I heard Jordan Sharpe is a fan.

Rose is finally back onto the apron. He’s cheering Lane on and getting the crowd behind his partner. Bunny Love does so, as well. Lane starts to get some life back in his face. He turns over onto his side and then up to his knees. With the headscissors still locked in, Lane lifts Swango up off of the mat and drives her down with a powerbomb! Lane falls towards his partner and tags Bobby Rose in. Rose leaps over the top rope and drives a knee across her forehead. He bounces off of the ropes and drops on her with a senton. He covers.

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TWO!
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Kickout by Swango!

Rose gets up and lifts Swango up off of the mat. He lifts her high with a hanging vertical suplex. Lane reaches over the top rope and smacks Rose on the shoulder. Lane climbs the turnbuckles. Lane leaps off into a crossbody-aided suplex. He stays on for a cover.

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TWO!!
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THR-Melody Malone is in and stomps on his head to break up the count.

Woo: Really, I don’t know who will win this match, Valentina.

Gomez: I don’t either, despite who I want to win.

Bobby Rose gets up and into Malone’s face. Lane is behind Malone and goes to drive an elbow into the back of her head. Malone feels it and ducks out. Lane nearly hits his partner, but puts the brakes on! Malone dropkicks Lane in the back of the head and causes the two Champions to collide, knocking Rose out of the ring! Malone runs over to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckles. She looks at Rose outside of the ring. Meteora on the outside! She rolls through and to her feet. She sprints around the ring and hops back up on the apron.

Woo: What a move!

Gomez: This is your chance, ladies!

Swango slowly crawls towards her corner. Jimmy Lane gets up and grabs Swango’s foot. Just like Malone did earlier, Swango rolls over onto her back and puts both feet into Lane’s stomach. This time, Lane grabs both of Swango’s legs and drags her close to the middle of the ring. He leans back and slingshots her into the turnbuckle in the Southern Express corner! She bounces back. Lane lifts her up and into a brainbuster suplex! Rose is back on the apron. They tag. Lane lifts Swango up and into a tombstone piledriver. Rose springboards… GOOD NIGHT DUBAI! Rose covers.

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Malone into the ring!
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Jimmy Lane cuts her off with a dropkick!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here are your winners… and STILL EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!

“Stranglehold” plays and the two members of Southern Express grab their Tag Team Championships and celebrate as Malone is slumped in the corner disappointed. She looks over at Iggy Swango and puts her hand on Swango’s shoulder.

Woo: The Southern Express has done it! They’ve retained against one of the most prolific tag teams in the EWC in recent memory.

Gomez: Damnit. Damnit to hell.

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President Mac is already standing in the middle of the ring with mic in hand

Woo: It looks like Mac is back and he doesn't look impressed

Gomez: Can you blame him? Early tonight he had the GM's sign a declaration of peace and that last what? Ten minutes?

Mac: Tonight has been full of one highlight after another .. we've been trending on social media .. things have been great so far and I couldn't be happier

Mac pauses .. shakes his head and then continues

Mac: Actually .. I could be happier .. earlier tonight I had our GM's come out .. I had them sign a paper saying they were going to stop messing with each other. I felt good. I felt confident. But I deep down I knew the games were far from over. I know they couldn't play nice. So that's why I worked into this .. well .. its a contract is what it is ..

Mac smirks and the crowd begins to murmur at what it is he had the GM's sign

Woo: Mac has that sparkle in his eye .. what did he do?

Gomez: I'm at the edge of my seat right now .. literally

With a big grin Mac pulls the mic back to his mouth

Mac: See .. this wasn't a declaration of peace .. but in actual fact .. a match contract. The contract would kick in, and the match would be booked, if any one of these four broke the peace agreement

The fans begin to cheer in excitement

Mac: Because of their immature actions tonight .. Jim Connors, Grizzly Duggan, Chris Brock and Marshall Evans will be booked in an ALL GM .. FATAL FOUR-WAY at EWC RUMBLE next month with Me as the special guest referee

The fans explode in cheers at this announcement

Woo: Finally .. I can tell you as someone who has been following social media .. this is something the fans have been dying to see for well over a year now

Gomez: This is unbelievable

Mac: There is no backing out. There is no avoiding it. This is the way. EWC RUMBLE .. we will get .. THE BATTLE OF THE GM's

Mac drops the mic to the cheers of the fans. Mac smiles at the camera knowing full well the GM's are watching this backstage right now

Woo: What an announcement .. this crowd is pumped .. what a way to lead us into the Main Event. Speaking of which .. everyone please turn your attention to the MacTron .. as we hear from each EWC Champion in pre-recorded speeches .. each answering the question: "What will it mean to me, to walk out EWC Undisputed Champion"

“I’ve had a lot of highs and lows over the last year, and losing the Undisputed Championship a year ago was a particularly painful low after only experiencing the highest of highs six weeks earlier. I questioned whether or not I’d ever have this opportunity again, that maybe my time was past... but deep down, I knew there wouldn’t be closure if I didn’t fight my way back here, so to become the Undisputed Champion again tonight would mean I listened to the advice I give my students: To pick yourself back up, no matter what the obstacle. They say nothing ever matches the first time, but with everything I’ve been through mentally, the second time would be even more satisfying, especially when you consider who I’d be taking it from, and it’s something I need to make happen.”

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"It'd mean literally everything to walk out as the Undisputed Champion. I already explained some of the reasons why in my last shoot, but those aren't the only things motivating me. The EWC isn't the only one who has lost superstars dear to them. I've lost people as well, and even though I don't publicly announce it every time I walk in the ring, I always fight for them. Especially my mentor, Dazi, who saw and helped strengthen my potential."

"I'm going into Night of Champions to show everyone, including myself, just how much I've grown, particularly since last season. I'm either going to walk out as the Undisputed Champion, or damn well die trying."

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"What would it mean for me to leave the Coca-Cola Arena as the new Undisputed Champion? It would mean that the first time I won wasn’t a fluke. That I know what I’m doing even when people try and discredit. But after I win twice? They won’t be able to do so any longer. Instead they’ll have to get used to living in the Doubly Sweet Era once again!"

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"What would it mean to me to win the EWC Undisputed Championship? To prove to myself and everyone else that I belong. That I belong in professional wrestling, in the EWC, and in the main event. To say that 'I made it.' For every person out there that is struggling, and for myself and everything that I have went through on this journey. To be included in the match is one thing, but to win? That's what the Unlikeliest of dreams are made of."

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"Ending tonight as EWC Undisputed Champion will turn the page and provide an ending to an important chapter in my life... an impactful chapter for FSW... and an era for EWC. But with every end comes the opportunity for a new beginning. A new road ahead is visible... but currently unpaved. And I don't just plan to pave that road and go down it alone... no. fucking. way. I plan to bring everyone with me who wants to join this movement. All are welcome. No one is left out or left behind. It'll be a new dawn for EWC superstars of the past, present, and future... and I'd be honored to usher in that beautiful sunrise with my cuties."

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“What would it mean to me to win the Undisputed Championship...EVERYTHING!!!! In this business you are compared to those that came before you and in the EWC that’s up against Drake, X, Luke Wolfe...to people like Dominic Sanders, Ace King, Cyrus Black and Scorpio...12 people have been able to call themselves the UNDISPUTED CHAMPION, it’s an elite company reserved for the BEST in this business and winning here tonight, walking out of Power Struggle as the Undisputed Champion would make me lucky number 13 to call myself the Undisputed Champion and cement my legacy here in the EWC…”

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"What would mean to walk out of this Power Struggle as the Undisputed Champion? It would mean that I’m the very best. Which is what I’ve been saying all along. But people would have no choice but to finally acknowledge that. And to me, that’s every-fucking-thing!"

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"What would it meant to win? It would mean that at long last the Powers That Be haven't got a leg to stand on. It would mean that President Mac and his Anti-Scorpio movement are done for good. It would mean that I will earn the respect and adoration and recognition that I have been owed by this place for years. Nobody else has carried the Undisputed Championship into the All-Champions Main Event and come out of it with their title... tonight a win will mean I've made history... yet again."

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POWER STRUGGLE
FEATURING THREE ROUNDS OF HELL FOR OUR CHAMPIONS
Four Vs Four
Two Vs Two
One Vs One
- Four Vs Four Teams -
Scorpio, Sam Hamilton, Candy & Nevaeh
Vs Xavier Reid, Ace King, JFS & Ezio DeLuca

Woo: What incredible words spoken by our champions .. the time for talking is now over .. it's time for our main event of the evening! Eight champions walk into the Power Struggle, but only one will leave Dubai as truly the Undisputed Champion of EWC!

Gomez: We might not be in the Insanity Cage this year Marcus, but things are still going to get chaotic!

Dobrev: The following contest is your Night of Champions MAIN EVENT and is a "Power Struggle" match! This match will feature three falls, and will conclude with the Winner being the EWC Undisputed Champion! Here are your contestants. Introducing first...from Oakland, California, weighing in at 244 pounds...he is the North American Champion...EZIO DELUCA!

'Hard Time (Kretsen Remix)' plays as Ezio DeLuca makes his way toward the ring.

Dobrev: Introducing next...from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds...he is the Indy Champion...JORDAN FREAKIN' SHARPE!

'You Ain't Ready' plays as Jordan Sharpe makes his way to the ring next.

Dobrev: Introducing next...from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 221 pounds...he is The Gambler, and the X-Division Champion...ACE KING!

'Ace of Spades' plays as Ace King makes his way to the ring, giving a nod to his team in the ring.

Dobrev: And their partner...from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada by way of New York City, weighing in at 220 pounds...the International Champion...XAVIER REID!

'Papercut' plays as Xavier Reid makes his way to the ring, followed closely by Tommy Love who shouts abuse at the rest of the team as Reid enters the ring.

Woo: So here we have the first team of this match, representing all four brands as they look to advance past the first fall of this unique match!

Gomez: Well of course they represent all four brands, Marcus...Reid's the only champion Brawl has!

Dobrev: And their opponents, introducing first...from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 124 pounds...she is the Television Champion...NEVAEH!

'Gasoline' plays as Nevaeh makes her way toward the ring, staring down the opposing team.

Dobrev: Introducing next...from Key West, Florida, weighing in at 106 pounds...she is The Sweet Treat, and the Future Stars Champion...CANDY!

'I Want Candy' plays as Candy makes her way to the ring next.

Dobrev: Introducing next...from Washington, D.C., weighing in at 145 pounds...she is the Titaness, and the United States Champion...SAMANTHA HAMILTON!

'Indestructible' plays as Samantha Hamilton makes her way to the ring, joining the rest of her team.

Dobrev: And their partner...

'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...

Dobrev: 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.

Woo: And there we go, our Power Struggle main event is just about underway!

Gomez: And you gotta love our Undisputed Champion making a spectacular entrance! Here...we...go!

DING DING DING

Candy and Ezio start this one out for their respective teams. Ezio is more aggressive than we’ve ever seen him as he locks on a headlock and pulls Candy in close before throwing her into the ropes. On the rebound Ezio jumps into a dropkick that turns Candy inside out. Candy pops back up to her feet and steps forward into a big chop from Ezio that sends her backwards into the ropes again. Ezio jumps into a superkick that knocks Candy over the rope to the apron. Candy rolls back into the ring and uses the ropes to stand but eats another superkick to the back of her head. Ezio attempts a pin, but Neveah is there to pull him off and stomp the back of his head. Neveah yells at Candy and claps her hands before leaving the ring. Candy uses the ropes to get to her feet. She grabs a headlock on the downed Ezio and jumps into a bulldog, slamming his face into the canvas. Candy pulls Ezio up and floors him with a forearm to the jaw. Ezio stumbles backwards into a neutral corner. Candy is quickly there jumping up into a headlock and spinning Ezio around into a tornado DDT! Candy maintains her headlock and pulls Ezio up into a snap suplex. Candy transitions into a cover but Ezio is out at one. Ezio rolls to Team B’s corner and tags out to Jordan Sharpe. JFS and Candy smile, but the smiles both fade into determination.

Woo: Wow, FSW starts us off with BOTH of their champs and neither one is playing tonight! Ezio with the strong offense, but Candy showing us exactly WHY she is top dog of Future Stars! 

Gomez: JFS now in the ring with his idol, Candy, the quick nod of respect was not lost on me. This will be good! 

JFS and Candy engage in a collar and elbow tie-up, but JFS quickly gets the edge and pulls Candy into a headlock. He slides Candy forward and pulls her back into a waist-lock. JFS spins Candy around and then drops her with a spinebuster. Sharpe pulls Candy up and knees her in the gut before elbowing her in the back of the head. He lifts Candy up into a fall away slam, swinging her legs to the side and slamming the back of her head into the canvas. Cover!

ONE!

T… BROKEN UP BY SCORPIO!

Gomez: The 46th President of these United States will not allow a peasant like Candy to put his Presidency in jeopardy! It's an election year for Gods sake!  

Scorpio shoves JFS backwards into a corner but JFS explodes out into a lariat that sends Scorpio stumbling backwards into his own corner. JFS turns his attention back to Candy but when he turns around he is floored by a spear! JFS uses the momentum to roll up to his feet and lunge into a European uppercut, but Candy is a step faster and pulls JFS down into a CCR, his jaw smashing against her head! Both Candy and JFS are down! Candy and JFS both get to their feet and begin trading shots back and forth. Forearm and elbow strikes back and forth. JFS gets the advantage over her and lands three consecutive strikes before jumping into a knee that connects between Candy’s eyes. Candy crumbles to the canvas and JFS makes the cover!

ONE!

TW… BROKEN UP BY NEVEAH!

Neveah begins to stomp on the back of JFS’ head with extreme force. Ace King is quickly into the ring brawling with Neveah. Scorpio enters the fold. Xavier Reid follows. Lastly Sam and Ezio begin to brawl on the outside! The crowd is going nuts. The refs struggle to break it up and get everyone back.

Woo: Business is booming here tonight in Dubai folks! None of these EWC champions are playing tonight! 

Gomez: I'm glad! The last thing that Scorpio wants is one of this teammates costing him his title! The 46th President will not let that happen! 

Woo: You know that it's entirely possible that Scorpio gets pinned in this first match right?!

Gomez: Preposterous! 

The refs finally get order and Candy has tagged out to Neveah, JFS to Ace King. They stare each other down while the crowd goes crazy. Finally they strike! Ace King and Neveah begin to brawl! Ace is throwing targeted kicks and Neveah is throwing punches. Neveah gets a lucky blow to King’s jaw that has him stumbling. She quickly spins into a backfist and Ace stumbles backwards. Ace spins around to prevent himself from dropping and rises into a European uppercut that connects hard, causing Neveah to hit the canvas like a sack of bricks. Ace pulls Neveah up and knees her in the head before taking a step back and pulling her up into a nasty high angle German suplex that dumps Neveah right on her head. Ace pulls Neveah up into a headlock and pulls her up into a suplex, but Neveah slips to the right and takes a step back. She jumps into a one-armed bulldog and smashes Ace’s face into a middle turnbuckle. Ace stumbles backwards while Neveah hits the ropes and rushes into a massive spear into the corner! Ace stumbles out to a knee. Neveah grabs a headlock and spikes Ace down into a DDT. Neveah covers!

ONE… KICKOUT BY ACE KING

Woo: Not tonight Satan! Not tonight! 

Gomez: Her name is HEAVEN, get it right Woo!

Neveah grabs on a waist-lock and pulls Ace up, she yanks him backwards into a German suplex but Ace pops up! A massive pop from the crowd as Ace pulls Neveah backwards into a snap-dragon suplex. Neveah hits the canvas and rolls up, launching herself into another spear on King! King hits the canvas hard but rolls up and stumbles into the ropes, on instinct alone Ace leaps up to the second up and moonsaults off onto a standing Neveah! Both are down!

Woo: Ace King brining the offense HARD tonight! that Moonsault was a thing of beauty! 

Gomez: So much for being impartial huh? Can't resist the chance to stick your head further into Ace's Rectum? 

Ezio is yelling at Ace, he wants the tag. Ace crawls to the corner and tags out. Ezio is quickly in the ring. Ezio grabs Neveah’s leg and spins her onto her belly before stomping her in the back of her head as some sweet revenge! Ezio pulls Neveah up and locks on a sleeper! Neveah is fading fast! Ezio shoves Neveah forward and then jumps into a leg lariat to the back of her head! Ezio’s plan backfires as Neveah has enough wherewithal to use the momentum to get to her corner for a hot tag to anyone… that anyone happens to be Candy! We’re back where we started!

Woo: And just like my High School wardrobe, we are back where we started! Ezio and Candy are back in the ring! 

Gomez: YAWN... Wake me up when it gets interesting again. 

Candy enters to a pop, but that pop is quickly over as Ezio explodes into a three-point stance clothesline that turns Candy inside out, sending her back into her own corner! Samantha Hamilton sees this and tags herself in, jumping over the ropes. Sam spins Ezio around and Irish-whips him towards the ropes, on the rebound she jumps into a big boot that sends Ezio into a neutral corner. Ezio hits the corner hard and stumbles out where Sam is waiting. She pulls Ezio up into a fireman’s carry before dropping him into a raised knee-strike. Sam very smoothly transitions this into a gut-wrench powerbomb! Sam is to her feet and she rolls Ezio backwards onto his knees where she jumps into a knee-strike! Sam pulls Ezio up into another fireman’s carry but Ezio slips the back and shoves Sam face first into a turnbuckle! Ezio smashes Sam in the back of the head with a forearm and stumbles backwards to his corner where Xavier Reid is tagged in.

Woo: Sam Ham with the explosion of knee strikes, but Ezio was smart to get separation and then tag out immediately to a fresh face. Here comes the International champion folks!

Sam and Xavier immediately begin exchanging strikes, their disdain for each other on full display. And what a display it is, any normal human would be knocked unconscious here. Xavier slaps the hell out of Sam and then kicks her in the cheek. Sam heaves for breath as Xavier kicks a second time. Xavier takes a step back, measures the United States Champion, then leaps up into a poisonrana on Sam! Sam hits hard but is able to get up before falling backwards into the corner. Xavier rushes the corner and pulls Sam up into a seated position with a headlock applied tightly! Xavier pulls Sam up and drops her down into a brainbuster on the top turnbuckle! Sam crumples to the floor as Xavier is quick to cover! 

ONE!

TW… BREAKUP BY SCORPIO!

Scorpio throws Xavier over the top rope, sending him crashing to the padded concrete. Ezio is quickly in the ring, spinning Scorpio around. Scorpio jabs Ezio in the eyes and then jumps into an AGR! Scorpio smiles and holds up 3 fingers to symbolize the three times he has hit Ezio with his finishing move. Ace King comes up from behind and kicks Scorpio in the back of his head! Candy shoves King backwards and then JFS comes in to break them up. On the outside Neveah has Xavier down in a Lou Thez Press while she rains down the punches. Scorpio gets back to his feet holding the head and he lunges for Ace’s throat. Candy and JFS get out of the way of their fight, but then they too begin to brawl. It’s all on the line here folks!

Gomez: It's looks like Scorpio has had enough of the underlings taking up his time. The Undisputed champion is now fully involved in this match! 

Woo: sure, if you mean that causing an all out brawl AGAIN is being fully involved. 

Ace and Scorpio exchange blows and eventually wrestle themselves over the top rope to the padded concrete where they CONTINUE to brawl on the floor. Neveah rolls Xavier back into the ring and the ref has broken up JFS/Candy. Sam and Xavier both struggle to their feet. They go back to trading strikes, noticeably lesser strikes, trying to get the other to fall. They both stumble backwards and then rush each other with a double clothesline, making each other fall… but probably not how they wanted. On the outside Scorpio hits a shotgun dropkick that sends King over the barricade into the crowd! Sam is crawling towards the corner, Scorpio sees this and is there. Scorpio tags in! Scorpio enters the ring, but is blindsided by Ezio who hits a PVD!

Woo: Ezio DeLuca is damn sure making up for being the one to take the pin at Parabelllum! He has come out aggressive and ready to rumble tonight folks! 

Ezio drags Scorpio up and shoves him into the corner before chopping him directly in the throat. Scorpio stumbles out gasping for air. Ezio drags Scorpio up and grabs a cravat, possibly looking for another PVD but Scorpio pushes him forward and jumps up onto Ezio’s shoulders, Scropio flips back and brings Ezio down into a poisonranra against the bottom turnbuckle! Xavire rolls into the ring and rushes Scorpio before spinning and leaping into a pele that connects against his face. Scorpio stumbles into his corner where Neveah tags herself in! She quickly goes for the cover on the legal man, Xavier Reid!

ONE!


TWO!


TH... BREAKUP BY JFS!

JFS drags Neveah up and takes a step back. He locks on a full nelson and sweeps the leg back into a falling facebuster! The Sharpeknife! JFS is spun around by Candy who grabs on a cavat. Candy jumps up over JFS and brings the back of his head crashing into the canvas! Candy Crusher! Candy turns towards Neveah but Ezio catches her with a huge three-point stance clothesline! Ezio drags the barely consonios Candy up and pulls her into a PVD Cutter! Ezio checks on Xavier and helps him to the ropes. Samantha Hamilton spins Ezio around and kicks him in the gut. Sam underhooks the arms and leaps into a Wrath Of The Titans facebuster! Xavier uses the momentum of the impact to step forward and kick Sam in the gut. He too underhooks the arms but then he grabs the back of her legs and lifts her up and drops her headfirst with the package piledriver! Xavier doesn't get a chance to think as Scorpio leaps in from nowhere with the AGR! AGR FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! Scorpio looks around at his downed team, but then like a ghost from his past Ace King jumps from the barricade to the apron, onto the ropes and then into an elbow strike! Ace drags Scorpio up onto his shoulders in a torture rack and then he rushes the ropes, throwing Scorpio over the ropes into a falling Blackjack Bomb to the padded concrete! Xavier Reid has crawled to his corner, Xavier makes his way there and quickly rolls to the apron for the tag. Ace springboards up onto the ropes and then moonsaults in the ring onto Neveah! Ace drags Neveah up into a torture rack and then quickly drops her into a Blackjack Bomb! Cover!

ONE!



TWO!!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, Team A has been eliminated. There will now be a two minute break and then Team B1 will face Team B2. Those teams have been chosen at random to be Ace King and Xavier Reid Vs JFS and Ezio DeLuca!

Gomez: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?!?!?!

Woo: The Night of Champions Curse will continue ladies and gentlemen! The 46th President's term has just ended here at Night of Champions. One of Ace King, JFS, Ezio DeLuca or Xavier Reid WILL leave this match as Undisputed champion!!


Scorpio cannot believe what he just heard. His eyes are bugging out of his skull as the red of his cheeks can be seen through the makeup on his almost flawless face. As team B rolls to the outside, the rest of Scorpios team are all on the mat receiving. Scorpio screams a blood curdling scream that quits the crowd from its sheer volume. The former champion looks around and immediately slides outside to the ringside area, immediately pulling up the ring apron and looking around for something.. 


Woo: What the hell is Scorpio doing? 

After about five seconds, Scorpio emerges from under the ring with an object in his hand... IT'S VIDAL! The crowd is buzzing now as Scorpio looks to the four members of team B across the ring from him, but they are not the object of his anger right now. The S-Factor slides into the ring just as Neveah is getting to her feet and complete blindsides her with a shot right to the head! Neveah falls too the mat as Hamilton and Candy are getting to their feet. Scorpio, ever aware of the numbers game, takes the power cord to his trusty weapon and starts swinging the weapon around by doing circles in the middle of the ring! He connects with Samantha Hamilton, who gets hit in the chest, sending her to the mat, but Candy was lucky enough to duck the first swing. Coming around again though, Candy is caught right in the head by the weaponized hair dryer! Scorpio keeps swinging himself and the weapon around the ring as his own bodyguards, the President's Men, come running into the ring to try and control the situation. Scorpio is not backing down and keeps swiping, hitting two of his own body guards, knocking them back, until one is able to crouch enough to tackle the former Undisputed champion to the ground, ending this melee. 


Woo: My God, Scorpio has snapped! He took out two of his own bodyguards!

Gomez: Wouldn't you if you were illegitimately usurped from power?!

The President's men continue to wrestle Scorpio to the outside where they get a bit of control over him, until they can finally get him out of the ringside area, so that the match can continue. 

The camera cuts to the remaining 4 competitors, who are grouped in their respective teams for the next match,  going over strategy and trying to wipe off the damage done in the first match.  JFS and Ace King will start this one.

DING DING DING

Woo: And here we go! Round two! King and Reid against Sharpe and DeLuca...FIGHT! 

Ace and JFS waste no time going over each other's throats, their budding rivalry still fresh in both memories. They trade elbow strikes back and forth, neither man is willing to go down. The crowd is on their feet going crazy. Ace jumps up into a surprise knee-strike between JFS' eye and JFS is dazed. Ace hoists JFS up onto his shoulders in a torture rack but JFS slips the back and grabs Ace's back. Jordan lifts Ace up and slams him face first with a reverse spinebuster! Jordan bounces up and backs into the ropes while Ace stands, Ace turns around just in time to be floored by a lariat! JFS drags Ace up and smashes into his jaw with a European Uppercut. JFS takes a few steps back and then lunges into The BFPT, but Ace ducks and takes a step back. Ace pulls JFS backwards into a German suplex! JFS rolls through and leaps into a knee-strike to the back of King's head! JFS lets out a scream and the crowd is going crazy.

Woo: JFS is HUNGRY folks and he looks like he's about to gorge on an all you can eat buffet!

Gomez: Where the hell has this JFS been?! This is the shit that wins you titles right here. 

JFS drags Ace up and goes for another BFPT but Ace again ducks it and this time he drags JFS backwards into a snap dragon suplex! JFS lands on the top of his fucking head! JFS' foot hits the top turnbuckle and Ezio is able to tag in!

Woo: Ezio and Ace now the legal men, but JFS might be out of this match. that was a NASTY fall he took to the head right there. 

Ezio quickly backs Ace up into the ropes and then Irish-whips him towards the opposite side. On the rebound Ezio drops King with a dropkick. Ezio makes the cover!

ONE!


TW... BREAK UP BY XAVIER REID.

Gomez: Xavier will not allow his chances at becoming the Undisputed champion to go away like that! 

Reid throws Ezio out of the ring to the padded concrete. Xavier helps Ace to their corner and tags in. Xavier rolls onto the apron and then jumps off into a diving dropkick to the back of Ezio's head. Reid pulls Ezio up and shoves him into the barricade. Ezio uses the momentum and jumps into a spear! Ezio drags Xavier up and rolls him into the ring before taking time to compose himself.

Woo: I have to say that not matter what, the story here tonight so far has to be how impressive Ezio DeLuca has been! In the lead up to this match, he talked about bullies and how he was going to take down all the bullies tonight and so far he is living up to that promise! 

Ezio enters the ring and pulls Xavier up into a side-headlock. Ezio shoves Xavier into the ropes and then SUPERKICK! Ezio makes the cover!

ONE!


TWO!!


THRE... KICKOUT BY XAVIER REID!

Ezio can't believe it. JFS is up now in their corner and begging for a tag! Ezio makes the tag!

Gomez: HOW did Reid dig down and kick out of that one?! 

Woo: This is what the Undisputed championship means to these men. They will win it or dye trying! 

JFS drags Xavier up and lifts him into a fallaway slam. JFS swings Xavier's legs and drops him head first with the slam. JFS drags Xavier up and tags a few steps back, he rushes into it... BFPT! But the impact takes Xavier off his feet and into his corner where Ace tags in! Ace and JFS are at it like cats and dogs again! The damage has really added up and both men are visibly tired. JFS throws a bomb and Ace ducks it, another German Suplex! Ace rolls over and pulls JFS up onto his shoulders into a torture rack. BLACKJACK BOMB!

ONE!


TWO!!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, Team B2 has been eliminated! We are down to our finals! We will take a minute long break.

Woo: ACE KING HAS ADVANCED HIS TEAM TO THE FINALS!!! 

Gomez: If you would have told me that Xavier Reid or Ace King would take this title home, I would have said no way. The odds were not in their favor, but my God have these two men shown us how much they want this! 

Woo: The question now is what do they have left in the tank? This match is crossing the 45 minute line and both men are visibly tired. Who has the last push in them to make it over the finish line?! 

Gomez: We are about to find out!

Before anything else can happen, Samantha Hamilton, Candy, and Neveah come walking out on the stage, all of them wincing a bit with each step. The crowds starts to cheer a bit as JFS and Ezio join then at the top of the ramp. there is a commotion behind them though as the Presidents Men part the crowd of champions like the red sea, making way for Scorpio who comes out looking immaculate, having gone back and touched up his make up.

Woo: Look at this Val .. all six singles Champions are out here right now .. ready to watch Ace King and Xavier Reid battle for the Undisputed Championship

Gomez: This is true showmanship Marcus .. everyone wanted to be in this final match tonight it could only be two. These Champions are all tremendous athletes and put it all on the line tonight. This will be hard for Scorpio to watch .. knowing these are his final moments with his Undisputed Championship

DING DING DING

Ace and Xavier both roll into the ring before the minute is even up and begin trading strikes, the finish line is on the horizon! Xavier kicks Ace back into the ropes, on the rebound he jumps into a rainham maker! Xavier drags Ace up and underhooks the arms, he grabs the knees and pulls Ace up but Ace fights out and takes a step back.

Snap dragon suplex! Xavier rolls through to a massive pop. He drags Ace up and POISON RANA! Ace bounces up to another big pop! GERMAN SUPLEX! Xavier rolls through and hits a punt kick to Ace's back! Ace rolls over in pain. Xavier underhooks the arms, grabs the knees... PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! Xavier covers!

ONE!


TWO!!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner... annnnd NNNNEEEEWWWWW EWC UNDIPUTED CHAMPION....... XXXXXXXXXXXXXAVVVVVVIIIERRRR..... RRRRRREEEEEEIIIDDDDDDDD!!!!!

Woo: HE DID IT! XAVIER REID DID IT! I cannot believe it that the bastard son of Volando has achieved the epitome of this sport! From his beginnings on Prime, to being the FSW champion, X-Division Champion, International Champion and now the UNDISPUTED Champion... Xavier Reid has done what very few in this sport can say that they have done.. He truly is... Undisputed!!!

"Papercut" by Linkin Park is blaring as Xavier Reid gets up slowly to his knees, gasping for breath, unable to process what just happened. Tommy Love is at the timekeepers desk, ripping the International and Undisputed titles away from the time keeper. Both belts in hand, he runs up the steps and between the ropes as he hands Xavier Reid his newly won Undisputed Championship. Xavier is still in shock, the belt draping over his hands as he stares at it. A single tear (or is it just sweat?) drips from his face and on the impeccably shined metal of the greatest prize in professional wrestling. 

Tommy Love is jumping around the ring like a child on new toy day as he celebrates. After what seems like forever, but really is only twenty seconds, Xavier looks to the crowd who are all cheering for the amazing show they just witnessed. He then looks to the stage at all of the champions who are standing there. JFS, Ezio, Candy, Samantha Hamilton and Ace are all clapping, but Neveah has already gone back to the backstage area and Scorpio is staring daggers in the the Skull of the man who took his title away. A smirk crosses Reids face as he soaks it all in. He jumps to his feet and lifts the Undisputed title high in the air as he lets out a guttural yell!

Xavier Reid is on top of the world. 

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SEGMENT WRITERS

President Mac
Dominic Sanders
Ace King
Samantha Hamilton
Scorpio
JFS
Candy
Nevaeh
Xavier Reid
Southern Express
Killjoy Ito
Nezumi Hazama
Callie Clark
Ezio DeLuca
MNB
FSW
FN'R
PRIME

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MATCH WRITERS

SHOW OPENER
Jamie Matthews
Vs Carter Normandy
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

MATCH 2
Dominic Sanders
Vs Otaki
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

MATCH 3
Rafe White
Vs Nezumi Hazama
MATCH WRITER: Nezumi Hazama

MATCH 4
Bosa
Vs Darius
Vs Gabrielle Visconty
MATCH WRITER: Darius

MATCH 5
Wes Walker
Vs Killjoy Ito
MATCH WRITER: Robbie Rayder

MATCH 6
Dream Sound Revolution Volume II
Vs Southern Express (C)
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

MATCH 7 / MAIN EVENT
Power Struggle All Champions Match
MATCH WRITER: FN'R

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RECAP OF WINNERS

SHOW OPENER
LADDER MATCH FOR THUNDER V $10,000 PURSE
Jamie Matthews
Vs Carter Normandy
WINNER: Carter Normandy

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SINGLES MATCH
Dominic Sanders
Vs Otaki N/S
WINNER: Dominic Sanders

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NO DQ MATCH
Rafe White N/S
Vs Nezumi Hazama
WINNER: Nezumi Hazama

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TRIPLE THREAT
#1 CONTENDER FOR EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Bosa
Vs Darius
Vs Gabrielle Visconty
(Winner Faces Xavier Reid At EWC Rumble For The EWC International Championship)
WINNER: Bosa

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X-DIVISION RULES
#1 CONTENDER FOR EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Wes Walker
Vs Killjoy Ito
(Winner Faces Ace King At EWC Rumble For The EWC X-Division Championship)
WINNER: Killjoy Ito

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EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH
Dream Sound Revolution Volume II
Vs Southern Express
WINNER: Southern Express (and STILL EWC World Tag Team Champions)

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MAIN EVENT
POWER STRUGGLE

ROUND 1
Four Vs Four
Scorpio, Sam Hamilton, Candy & Nevaeh
Vs Xavier Reid, Ace King, JFS & Ezio DeLuca
WINNERS: Xavier Reid, Ace King, JFS & Ezio DeLuca

ROUND 2
Two Vs Two
Xavier Reid & Ace King
Vs JFS & Ezio DeLuca
WINNERS: Xavier Reid & Ace King

ROUND 3
One Vs One
Xavier Reid
Vs Ace King
WINNER: Xavier Reid (and NEW EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION)

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Xavier Reid, Ace King, Scorpio
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: POWER STRUGGLE

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