Post by MNB on Sept 15, 2020 1:10:34 GMT -6
WARNING:
This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #560 | SEPTEMBER 14TH 2020LIVE! from the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Jim Connors
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray
General Manager: Jim Connors
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray
"BZRK" by Family Force 5 blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #559 in Hayward.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Xavier Reid, Darius, Stephanie Matsuda, Bosa, Callie Clark, and Naoki Arakawa among others.
We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:
Xavier Reid with the International Championship...
...and the Undisputed Championship, after a big win at Night of Champions XVII
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
We take a look around inside of the State Farm Arena and see the electricity!
We take a look around inside of the State Farm Arena and see the electricity!
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading:
"LOOK AT US REID, WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT? NOT ME"
"LET'S GET READY TO, WELL, YOU KNOW..."
"INTERBRAND INSANITY, BAYBAY"
"SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT...I WANT TO SEE WHAT YOU'VE GOT"
"DOWN WITH THE PRESIDENCY, UP WITH THE REID...ENCY"
and "RUMBLE TIME, THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR"
Aiello: Hello everyone, and welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! I'm Joe Aiello alongside my compatriot Steve Bennett on our one stop between Night of Champions XVII and the Rumble in South Africa! Forty competitors head into the Rumble match at the end of this month to determine who earns a shot at the Undisputed Championship at WrestleFest, and after Night of Champions we have a NEW champion who looks to successfully retain his title at that same Pay-Per-View to head to the four-day extravaganza with the top prize in the business!
Bennett: That's right Joe, Xavier Reid survived the Power Struggle just two weeks ago, defeating Ace King in the final moments to win the title...and you'd better believe our 46th President is none too pleased! Scorpio has been ranting and raving on any platform he can find about this, and frankly I don't blame him!
Aiello: Well, be that as it may...
Bennett: ...it was what it was?
Aiello: ...what? Anyway, we have a big show ahead of us tonight as we gear up for what will be a thrilling Rumble in South Africa! We have some big news in store, including the reveal of the last of our competitors for the Rumble match itself. In addition, we have some fine matches coming up, including a rare appearance on the red brand for Killjoy Ito as he takes on Naoki Arakawa in what should be a hard-hitting bout!
Bennett: Hell yeah Joe, it's gonna be stiff for sure! We also have not one but two triple threats in what's become a night of Interbrand Insanity, with two of the Shieldmaidens in a very interesting situation as they and PRIME's Morden Crypt face off! It does seem as though Connors booked these matches with a specific purpose...the United States Champion in Samantha Hamilton being featured in one triple threat and her opponent and challenger for the Rumble in Nezumi Hazama is featured in the other! Nezumi will be facing two BRAWL superstars looking to bounce back into the title scene themselves in Darius and Stephanie Matsuda!
Aiello: The insanity continues on from there as Bosa takes on Elliot Bowman IV from PRIME, and in our main event we see our new Undisputed Champion in non-title action as Xavier Reid takes on Dominic Sanders!
Bennett: Sanders is looking to make a statement, and I can't think of a bigger one than the possibility of defeating the top man in the company!
Aiello: Indeed, a big night ahead for all of us here at BRAWL! Before we head to the ring for our first match of the evening, we're going to look back at the matches that took place last night on GAMBIT as we had a debut and a second chance of sorts in play!
El Gran Azul
VS Eddie Dozier
The first of our GAMBIT matches shows the Great Bluchador himself going up against a new signee to the red brand, as El Gran Azul faces Eddie Dozier!
DING DING DING
Dozier is all over Azul from the opening bell, not letting up for even a moment with a flurry of hard-hitting offense that sees the Bluchador sent out of the ring. Dozier smirks as he leaves the ring, knowing he's in full control as he goes to work on the injured shoulder of Azul before sending him into the steel steps with a sickening thud! The ref starts counting as Eddie continues to put more hurt on Azul, and Eddie rolls in and back out of the ring to top the count when it gets to 4. Dozier picks Azul back up, only to send him into the ring before sliding in to follow. Azul is clearly worse for wear as he wobbles back to his feet, only for Dozier to show off some impressive punches to the face as the ref chastises him for the closed fists. Dozier scoffs at this, turning his attention back to Azul...who clocks him with a big right hand of his own!
The crowd are rooting for the Bluchador as he starts to mount a comeback, sending Dozier into the ropes with the intent of scoring a surprise win...SACRIFICE! Eddie's seen the numbers and they spelled disaster for Azul with that nasty double-arm DDT, but Dozier isn't done just yet as he picks Azul back up, showing an impressive feat of strength as he lifts the bigger man onto his shoulders...THE END! Dozier just drove Azul's head clean onto the canvas as he goes for the cover!
1...
2...
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... EDDIE DOZIER!Eddie Dozier picks up a big win tonight on GAMBIT, earning an official spot on the red brand and putting the rest of the BRAWL roster on notice with a win over everyone's favorite Bluchador!
Windsor Middleton IV
VS Tenjitsu
In our second GAMBIT match we see a rare second chance at a first impression, as Tenjitsu is set to take on an up and comer in Windsor Middleton IV!
DING DING DING
The two trade blows at the opening bell, neither man quite getting the upper hand on the other until Tenjitsu sends Middleton to the corner with a flurry of offense culminating in a clothesline that sends both men out of the ring and to the floor! The ref is beginning to count as the competitors are both slow to their feet, continuing to trade lefts and rights. The ref is at 5 when Windsor sends Tenjitsu into the barricade, picking up the high flyer and throwing him over into the crowd.
The ref is at 7 now as Windsor heads back to the ring, gloating over a potential victory as Tenjitsu slowly gets to his feet at the count of 8. The ref is nearly finished as Tenjitsu stumbles over the barricade at 9, which slows him down just enough to miss the count of 10 as the ref calls for the bell! Windsor celebrates like he's won the biggest match of his life!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via count out... WINDSOR MIDDLETON IV!Windsor Middleton IV picks up an upset win over Tenjitsu here on GAMBIT!
And with that, we cut back to commentary.
Aiello: Eddie Dozier has punched his ticket to the BRAWL roster and Windsor Middleton gets a shocker of a win on GAMBIT, which means we're just about ready to kick off the action here on Monday Night BRAWL! Don't go away folks, we'll see Naoki Arakawa take on Killjoy Ito when we come back to...
‘Hail to the Chief’ plays out inside the State Farm Arena and the fans jump to their feet booing the 46th President’s music…
Aiello: What the...he’s not scheduled to appear here tonight.
Bennett: Do you think this Son o Bitch cares if he’s supposed to appear or not? He’s the 46th President, he does WHAT he wants WHEN he wants!
Aiello: We have a show to run and tonight should be about...oh you have to be kidding me!!!
The fans pop when they see ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ walk out onto the stage, dressed in his finest three piece suit and a huge smile for the fans.
Aiello: I never thought I’d see the day where fans would cheer at the sight of Tommy Love.
Bennett: Well that says a lot for just how dumb the people of Atlanta are.
Aiello: Or just how much they hate Scorpio that seeing and having to hear from Tommy Love is an upgrade.
Tommy walks to the edge of the stage and looks behind him as his children walk out onto the stage, Buddy and Bunny Love follow their father out as do their clients Killjoy Ito and Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane of The Southern Express.
Aiello: Looks like the entire Love Club is here tonight in Atlanta for this celebration.
Bennett: Well the strippers of Atlanta will be well paid tonight I guess, my God have you ever seen a more dysfunctional group of people in your life?
Aiello: I mean you’re right Steve but you can’t argue with the results and the results are The Love Club are getting it done at the moment, as much as we hate seeing Tommy Love riding…
Bennett: ANYTHING!!!!
Aiello: High, he has taken Xavier Reid from a guy that was struggling to win matches to the current Undisputed and International Champion…
Bennett: I’m torn from wanting to say screw that guy and happy to have the Undisputed Championship back here on Brawl where it belongs…
Tommy and the rest of The Love Club make their way to the ring and Jessica Stroup hands Tommy a microphone as he passes by. Tommy climbs up the steps and through the ropes that are being held open but the EWC Tag Team Champions and walks to the center of the ring.
Love: Jim Connors...YOU’RE WELCOME!!!!
Tommy smiles and takes a bow as the fans pop at the jab from ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’.
Love: Because God knows nobody else around here was able to do what Xavier did at Night of Champions, ever since WrestleFest last December we here at Brawl have had to stand by as our ‘little brother’ Rampage walked around bragging about how good they were, holding damn near ALL the championship gold around here while you sat in your office and did nothing.
The crowd starts to turn a little on Tommy for his harsh words.
Love: You people out there might not like it but it’s true, those Rampage stars come here to Brawl and Connors puts them in high profile matches and put our ONE championship at risk...had things not gone Xavier’s way at Brawl #558 he would be defending the International Championship tonight against Melody Malone and putting that championship at risk from going GREEN...hell Bosa won a Golden Ticket at Hardcore Revolution and what’s he doing with it...seriously, he won that in June and if I’m not mistaken it was for…
Tommy reaches into his pocket and pulls out a note.
Love: WINNER RECEIVES A FUTURE TITLE SHOT AND "THEIR HEART'S DESIRE"...
Tommy crumbles up the note and shrugs his shoulders and looks amazed
Love: Clearly he isn’t cashing that in on the International Championship at the Rumble because he had to win that right so why isn’t Connors in that kids ear telling him to cash that in on Samantha Hamilton and the US Championship? Do you realize we could flip the script on Rampage here? I guess not, I guess old Tommy is the only one that is able to think outside the box in hopes of making Brawl Great Again, we are content with the state we are in, a brand where people are jumping ship and we give main event spots to guys from Prime…
But Bunny walks over and covers her father’s mouth…
Bunny: Xavier said he wasn’t going to talk about ‘He Who Must Not Be Named’...
But Tommy wiggles free
Love: Xavier said he wasn’t going to talk about him but my point is it’s time to stop bending over for these guys outside of Brawl and caring about those here each and every week but I’m just a manager and not the GM so…
Tommy shrugs his shoulders
Love: All I can do is my job which I’m doing EXTREMELY well despite still having to sit through these ridiculous ‘sensitivity training’ classes that our GM still insists I take because I hurt the feelings of a RAMPAGE star...seriously Jim, anytime you want to cuts those and say FU Gabi Vee we are now going to celebrate Tommy Love is ok with me...and speaking of celebrating where is the red carpet...where’s the booze and strippers...why isn’t there a party being through here tonight for the guy that went into Night of Champions and played the game of the Power Struggle match to perfection and brought the EWC Undisputed Championship back to Brawl, back to where it deserved to be...seriously Brawl #560 should be Xavier Reid Appreciation Night...Jim Connors should have fired up the Brawl Private Jet and sent it all over the world bringing in any and every guest Xavier wanted to be here tonight to witness this great event but NO...he didn’t lift a finger so good old Tommy had to...it’s a good thing I’m still getting a cut of Gabi’s contract because I used that 10% of her Night of Champions Show bonus...because she sure as hell didn’t get a WIN bonus...she hasn’t been getting many of those since she fired me...good call on that one sweetheart, that PornHub outfit is looking better and better with each loss isn’t it...but I took that money and flew in the man who really made this all possible…
Tommy pauses for a second to catch his breath after that long winded run on sentence
Love: He was the man tasked with turning Xavier Reid around and knew he wasn’t the right man for the job so he checked his ego aside and picked up the phone and called Tommy Love and said ‘Tommy, I need you to manage Xavier Reid, I need you to make him a champion again’...
Tommy smiles
Love: Ok, maybe that’s not exactly how that call went but he called me and wanted me to take over the reins and see what I could do and because of his foresight his blood...his family stands here tonight atop of the EWC so please help me welcome at this time...SR. ESPEJO!!!
The Atlanta crowd pops huge as the lovable uncle of Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his green and yellow mask, his gold chains dangling from his neck. He waves to the fans as he walks towards the ring, Bobby and Jimmy walk over and once again open the ropes as the lone member of The Volando family steps into the ring. He hugs both Bobby and Jimmy before walking towards Tommy and hugging him as well before joining the rest of The Love Club
Love: Sr. you handed me your blood and I turned him into the champion he was born to be but enough from me right…
Tommy looks out over the crowd who cheer at him shutting up
Love: You want to hear from the man that WON the Power Struggle match, the man that saved us from the tyranny of the 46th President and brought LOVE back into your lives...so without further delay I humbly present to you YOUR UNDISPUTED and INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...XAVIER REID!!!!
‘Papercut’ plays out as the fans inside the State Farm Arena get to their feet as the blue spotlight flashes around
Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage with the Undisputed and International Championships on either shoulder and takes in the applause from the sold out Brawl crowd. He lifts both championships off his shoulders and holds them up in the air.
Aiello: For the second straight year the International Champion walked out of Night of Champions with the Undisputed Championship in tow…
Bennett: And for the second time in three years we were shocked at just who walked out as the NEW Undisputed Champion but the kid got it done…
Xavier holds up both championships as he walks towards the ring as the Love Club clap for him. He walks up the steps and into the ring, taking a second to hug each and every member, from Killjoy to Buddy, from Bunny to The Southern Express and then he gets to Tommy and Sr. Espejo and embraces them both, placing the International Championship on Tommy’s shoulder and then the Undisputed Championship on Sr.’s shoulder and taps the face of the belt and mouths ‘Thank You’ to Sr. before turning and taking the microphone from Tommy
Reid: Now I’d like to start here tonight by thanking one man that played a HUGE hand in making all this possible...Sr., when you told me that you called Tommy Love and you wanted me to hire him as a manager I thought you’d lost your damn mind...Tommy Love, the guy that #SEEDED the championship on his shoulder, the man that took out his penis at WrestleFest, the man that was just accused of blackmailing Gabrielle Visconty and fired from Brawl...you wanted me to hire that Tommy Love and I’m not going to lie it took some convincing, some pleading on your part but in the end you reached out and put your hands on my face and said ‘Xavier I have never steered you wrong, I am looking out for what’s best for you right now and it’s not ANY member of our family but Tommy Love, yes he can be a bit...much but he’s the best in the business...please, for me...give him a try…’ and I did and look where it has taken me so thank you Sr., thank you for all this because without you I wouldn’t be here today...and Tommy...I wasn’t wrong about you, you are a bit….outside the box and to say they broke the mold with you wouldn’t be wrong because NOBODY would ever think of making another one like you but Sr. was right, you are the best in this business and without your guidance I wouldn’t be standing here right now a DOUBLE champion…
Xavier looks at Sr. and Tommy and claps for them and the Brawl audience does as well...but maybe more for Sr. than Tommy
Reid: Next I’d like to do something a little more unpopular, I’d like to apologize to the fans of Rampage…
This draws some boos from the Brawl fans but Xavier holds his hand up
Reid: No hear me out, I’m sorry for you for having to sit through that god awful Presidential Address to kick off your show...I mean damn the pity party Scorpio threw for himself to kick off your show well it made me glad that we were late to Rampage and didn’t have to suffer through it live with the rest of their fans...I mean woe as me man, as if the Night of Champions match was sprung on you last second and you didn’t see it coming...or is it that now you are in the same group as Natalie Young and Ace King, Undisputed Champions that lost their championship at Night of Champions...that’s it isn’t it, see I know you think of yourself as special and unlike the rest and in ways you are exactly unlike the rest but when it comes to Night of Champions you so badly wanted to buck the system and be the FIRST Undisputed Champion to turn back all the other champions and walk out of the Power Struggle match still the Undisputed Champion and be able to thumb your nose...or whatever you Brits do at Mac and show him who the REAL President was...who really held all the power but you couldn’t even keep your team at Night of Champion from fucking up and costing you that…
Xavier points to the Undisputed Championship on Sr.’s shoulder.
Reid: And I get it because unlike at Parabellum you didn’t have Ace and me there to make sure your ass was covered...because Scorpio it was me that took Candy out that allowed you to pin Ezio for that win...don’t forget that...at Power Struggle I played the game better than EVERYONE and I owe NOBODY any apologies for that...you want to say I rode Ace King’s back to the finals that’s fine...it’s true...I let him do all the heavy work because I knew in the end it was all about winning the FINAL match of the night and all you other champions didn’t get it. Do I feel bad for Ace…
Xavier pauses for a second and then nods
Reid: Sure...because no matter what him and I have gone through I know how much that championship means to him, how hard he worked and all he overcame to FINALLY win it last year only to see it slip through his hands at last years Night of Champions...to no fault of his own in fact he lost the Undisputed Championship because Scorpio got his ass tossed off the top of the cage and clearly knocked him back into the asshole he was before Georgie made him at least a little more bearable to deal with...it unhinged the narcissistic and delusional asshole we have today who believes he is the 46th President but when he went through those tables that were set ablaze Ace lost that…
Xavier once again points at the Undisputed Championship
Reid: But he didn’t piss and moan about how unfair life was...or that there was this GIANT ASS CONSPIRACY at work...he accepted the results like a man and it’s clear you are unable to do that...great you set your lawyers to work, I’m sure they were busy calling Mac and threatening a legal shit storm even before Ace and I eliminated Jordan and Ezio and in the end you got your rematch at the Rumble and that’s fine Scorpio, I have no issues with that because I want nothing more than to be the man that officially brings your Presidential run to a end...there is going to be no second term for you, you aren’t going to get that championship back and the EWC will be free of the chaos that comes with you holding the highest honor in all it’s land…
Xavier smiles as the Brawl fans cheer out
Reid: But unlike any election these fans won’t be the ones voting you out of office Scorpio...it will be me tossing your ass out, I’ve worked too damn hard in this company to get to the point I am RIGHT NOW and I’ll be damn if I allow you to take this from me...when I first came here I knew I would one day be the guy here in the EWC, that I would be the face of Brawl and that day has come and I’m enjoying every second of it...so Scorpio you better come to the Rumble with more than a team of lawyers and a quick wit...because I’m coming to the Rumble to end any claim you have to MY UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Xavier flips the microphone to the mat as ‘Papercut’ once again plays out and he walks over to Tommy who hands him the International Championship and then to Sr. who hands him the Undisputed Championship and taps his hand on Xavier’s face as we fade to the EWCTV advertisement.
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Backstage at the State Farm Arena, The Now or Never Superstars are hanging out around a buffet table, mingling with other employees and wrestlers alike. Theodore Logan has tagged along for the ride. We haven't seen him in over a year, and right now he's comparing his damaged knee to Justin's prosthetic, both men laughing and seemingly having a good time about it. Max Bronson is introducing his girlfriend, Annabelle, to just about anyone who seems remotely interested. Annie Cliffhanger and EB4 are discussing strategy--or something--but there's so much going on, it's hard to tell. When they see the camera man, they call for everybody to stop what they're doing: it's time to address the fans. EB4 starts talking to them, the fans at ringside, and the ones watching from home.
EB4: I feel like some kind of celebrity with everything that's going on. You never get used to all the cameras, do you? I'm glad they don't follow me into the bathroom, at least. It's important that a pro-athlete takes a shit--
Cliffhanger: Elliot! Language!
EB4: Yes, ma'am. As I was saying, it's important that a pro-athlete POOPS before a match, or some pretty disgusting stuff might happen in the ring. I don't know why I'm talking about it; I guess I'm just a little nervous about my match coming up in a little bit. No doubt Bosa's an Undisputed Championship-calibur opponent, and I might get my head knocked clean off my shoulders tonight. I feel like it can't be said enough, so I'll say it again: the EWC superstars make it look a LOT easier than it really is.
Everybody seems to agree with that last part.
EB4: It's not just about training, or competing, or traveling to and fro... it's about all those things AND so much more. There's a LOT that goes into putting on these shows, but I think I can speak for everyone here when I say that you guys, the fans, make it all worth-while. But daaaang, it's like Days of Our Lives with all the cameras and attention we get. Anyway, before we get too far ahead of ourselves, Annie here has brought up a good point, and I think we should listen to what she has to say. Annie, take 'er away.
Cliffhanger: I think it's important that the fans know why we're here, and why they should get invested in The Now or Never Superstars.
All are in agreement. Even the stagehand trying to sneak a doughnut-hole without interrupting nods.
Cliffhanger: Simply put, we're here in the EWC to raise awareness that it's never too late to follow your dreams. I know it sounds cheesy, but in today's social climate it's not hard to feel lost and alone.
EB4: And overwhelmed.
Cliffhanger: Right. But you're never truly alone once you find a group of likeminded people. We're all in this together. I feel it's important that the EWC roster--from Brawl to Rampage to FSW to Prime--knows that we're accepting any and all members into our group. If there's anybody who feels lost, alone--or, yes, overwhelmed--then The Now or Never Superstars is here to welcome you. And to the fans who like to root for the underdogs, we've got you covered, too.
EB4: We've definitely got that covered.
Cliffhanger: The concept of The Now or Never Superstars was originally created by Owensby Smith and myself. It was meant for us to be able to network with other wrestlers, and to tie-in all the men and women who work behind-the-scenes so that all we have to do is go out there and perform. I've been working backstage as a medic this past year, and I've gotten to know a lot of people you don't get to see on TV--but without them you wouldn't see any of us on TV. Without them, none of us would be here. We appreciate everything you guys do.
EB4: Well said, Annie.
Cliffhanger: Thank you, Elliot.
EB4: Now, with that taken care of, I'd like to propose a toast.
EB4 lifts up a red Solo cup and passes another to Annie. Everybody else does the same.
EB4: To everybody involved in the EWC! Teamwork makes the dream work!
Everybody: Hear, hear!
Aannnd that's a wrap as we cut to...
INTERBRAND INSANITY: STARTING OFF STRONG (STYLE)!
[SINGLES MATCH]
荒川直樹 [Naoki Arakawa]
VS Killjoy Ito
VS Killjoy Ito
Aiello: Welcome back folks, as we gear up for the first match of the evening! Naoki Arakawa earned his way to the red brand's roster but is set to face a big challenge in fellow countryman and a former FSW and Indy Champion in Killjoy Ito!
Bennett: A strong style clash between generations, and it's gonna be one helluva contest!
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring from Nagoya, Japan and weighing in at 242 pounds, he is the Senshi ... NAOKI ARAKAWA!
"Heartless Scat" by Ningen Isu hits and the lights go out. The screen comes to life and exhibits footage of Naoki Arawkawa from spanning from his professional debut up until his retirement. At a minute and twelve seconds into the song, the lights come back up, Naoki Arakawa's name dominates the screen, and the man himself steps out onto the stage. Naoki makes his way down to the ring with an intense focus while he occasionally slaps the outstretched hands of fans along the ramp and ringside barricade. Without skipping a beat, he pulls himself onto the ring apron then slips between the top and middle ropes. Naoki takes the time to mount the second rope in a nearby corner and throw his hands up. As "Heartless Scat" fades out, Naoki hops back down to the mat and readies himself for the bell.
Stroup: And his opponent, from Tokyo, 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.
DING DING DING
The match begins with the two competitors pacing around the ring. Ito, the younger, wipes any sweat off his hands and stares at Arakawa, who waits for his first move. Closing the gap, the two interlock fingers until they’re at a standstill. It was not a test of strength, but of precision and skill. Arakawa, the experienced veteran, overtakes Ito, looping his arm around. Ito, gritting his teeth, suffers through the arm wrench until he’s able to get to a knee. From there, he alleviates the pressure off his shoulder. Tapping on it, Ito preps to roll forward, but Arakawa lets go of the hold to catch the maneuver. Locking Ito into a grounded headlock, Arakawa begins to dictate the pace of the match. Ito argues against said notion by climbing to his feet, keeping his hands out as a sign of respect. Once he makes it to a standing base, Ito drives his elbow into Arakawa’s gut, releasing him from the working hold.
Aiello: As noted, this match is a battle of generations. Arakawa was a man that Ito has seen before but from a different realm, the television screen. Arakawa has wrestled for almost longer than Ito has been alive.
Bennett: Age differences might be a conversation for ladies at the dinner table, Aiello. What we’re interested in is the skill gap. Arakawa may have the experience, but he does not have the god-given talent that Killjoy Ito has.
Ito throws a forearm, disrupting any sign of counterattack from Arakawa. Seeing this, Ito runs off the ropes, coming in for a shoulder block. Arakawa does not fall and barely stumbles. Ito tries again but to no avail. On the third time, Ito slips behind Arakawa and secures a rear-waist lock. Arakawa easily breaks free from the hold and loops behind Ito. He connects with a sudden, but impactful backdrop suplex. While Ito clutches his hurting neck, Arakawa goes for the cover.
ONE!
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KICKOUT!
Aiello: An easy kickout for the former Indy Champion.
Arakawa brings Ito to his feet and sends him into the ropes. When the young man comes back, the older man pulls him into a belly-to-belly clutch, looking to send him careening with the suplex. Ito does not go, bringing his weight down to prevent any further movement. Arakawa releases the hold and winds up a chop. Ito’s eyes widen and he forces himself to take the blow. The sound echoes throughout the arena and Ito stumbles backward.
Bennett: I can say, though. That’s the sound of a seasoned knife edge chop right there. There’s no greater sound, except maybe when the bell rings for Ito’s victory, that is.
Aiello: Don’t count out, Arakawa.
Ito massages his chest and Arakawa invites him to deliver a chop of his own. Ito nods and obliges Arakawa. His chop isn’t as percussive but it definitely stings. The crowd recoils at the sound of the verbose, meaty impact. Arakawa grits his teeth and takes his turn. Ito, not one to shy away from tradition, readies himself and catches the chop to the chest. Once more, the sound reverberates throughout the arena. Ito, normally quiet, lets out a loud roar and delivers a fully charged chop right to Arakawa, this time earning the loud echo that Arakawa’s chops routinely delivers. Arakawa bends down, letting out a sharp breath. Ito brings Arakawa up and goes for another but Arakawa throws his strike before Ito has a chance to gather the effort. Ito, caught off guard by the swiftness of the chop, falls backward into the ropes.
Aiello: And the chop battle goes to Arakawa. That’s got to hurt Ito’s pride a little.
Arakawa brings Ito away from the ropes and attempts to send him off towards the opposing ones, but Ito reverses the whip. Arakawa bounces off the ropes and comes right into Ito’s picture-perfect dropkick.
Bennett: But that dropkick is definitely an equalizer!
Ito does not go for the cover, knowing that he brought momentum back to his side, but nothing else. He brings Arakawa to his feet and hooks his arms. With one fell swoop, Ito crashes Arakawa into the mat with a Tiger Suplex. He holds on and then pops the legs up for the bridge.
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!
Love’s irate on the sidelines, telling the referee that it was a three count. Arakawa was too old to get the shoulders up, he cried out, much to the chagrin of the referee. Ito didn’t seem bothered by Arakawa’s tenacity, dragging him to his feet. He lifts him off the ground, attempting a Falcon Arrow, but Arakawa falls over his back. A little wobbly, Arakawa throws his weight into Ito’s back, sending him chest-first into the ropes and back into a high angle German Suplex. Ito rolls under the bottom rope, to where Buddy Love tries to instruct him. Whatever was spoken leads to Ito moving out of the way. Buddy seems to protest Ito’s decision to reject his advice, but he moves out of the way as Arakawa dives onto Ito with a suicide dive!
Aiello: Wow, what agility from Arakawa!
Bennett: He had all the time in the world to get ready for that!
Arakawa sends Ito into the ring and follows him. He gathers Ito for Senshi no Shi (Hammerlock Cradle DDT), but Ito reverses out of it. Arakawa ceases any forward progression on Ito’s part by hitting him with a Rolling Elbow. Arakawa tried for Iaijutsu (Shining Wizard) but Ito sends him down with a snap powerbomb! Arakawa couldn’t defend him from Ito’s follow-up offense, Burakkuauto (Stalling Brainbuster)! Ito immediately follows the devastating move with another.
Kettei-da (V-Trigger Knee)!
He knocks Arakawa in the back of the head and falls into the cover!
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... KILLJOY ITO!Ito rolls off Arakawa, who stirs on the mat. Once up, Ito gives Arakawa a brief bow before letting Buddy raise his arm up.
Aiello: A bow of respect from Ito to go with the victory. This was a taste of what Japan has to offer from their brand of wrestling.
Bennett: I have to admit, I didn't think the old man could go. He was great, despite losing here.
Aiello: What a clash we saw here tonight, folks...and the night's only just begun! Up next we have the first of two triple threats in store, featuring two Shieldmaidens in Eavan Maloney and the United States Champion Samantha Hamilton along with PRIME's Morden Crypt!
Camera cuts to ...
We cut backstage where Brawl GM Jim Connors is checking in with one of the medics on-site. Connors furrows his brow, a concerned look spreading over his face.
Connors: So he's out, then?
The medic nods his head, causing Connors to let out a heavy sigh.
Connors: Well that's just unfortunate. Well, I hope Tenjitsu gets better and we'll see him when he can make a return. Thank you for the update.
The medic shakes hands with Connors before walking off, as the GM pulls out his cell phone.
Connors: Looks like I'm gonna have to make some quick calls in regards to the Rumble, now...
With that, Connors dials up a number as we go to commercial break.
Callie Clark walks out on stage and strikes a pose as a mysterious rather tall woman walks out behind her. The two women head down the ramp and as they reach ringside, the mystery woman goes in front of Callie, walking up the steps and sitting on the second rope to hold it open for her. Callie smiles with approval as she walks up the steps and enters the ring, taking the mic that Jessica Stroup was holding out to her as she enters the ring.
Aiello: Well Steve, looks like we're about to hear from Callie Clark.
Bennett: She teased some sort of changes were coming recently, is this woman with her part of it?
Aiello: I think we're about to find out.
The music has now cut as Callie looks around at the fans in the arena with a smile on her face as she listens to the cheers from the fans for a moment before raising the mic to her mouth to talk.
Clark: It's good to see you too, I might not be wrestling tonight but I couldn't let the show go by without making my presence felt. Now I know what you're probably thinking, who's this woman with me? The answer is simple. There has been so much chaos around here lately with people invading to attack people and what not, that I went and got myself some backup. This woman is Tori Taylor, my personally hired bodyguard and brand new manager who will be making sure nobody dares try anything against me. Oh, and be warned anyone who messes with her, she's a badass.
Callie looks over at Tori with a confident grin on her face, and Tori grins back at her with her arms crossed.
Clark: Changes are coming, and this is just the first one. Trust me. But now that that's taken care of I'd like to address my recent matches, more so my losing streak...
Callie rolls her neck and switches from a smile to a more angry look.
Clark: I know I've been losing but trust me, that's going to change. I've been training harder than ever before and Tori here has taught me a few tricks of hers.
Callie smirks a bit before continuing.
Clark: But I just need you people to continue supporting me, that's what truly motivates me and what gives me that extra push towards victory. So please don't give up on me, keep cheering me, follow me on all social media and make sure you give me all your likes and retweets, because your adoration is very important. Now as for the people in the locker room? Be prepared, the rise of Callie Clark is coming and nobody is going to stand in my way. Starting with the rumble, I'm going to shock the world and win that, and main event Wrestlefest! You don't have to believe me, but I'd advice you to watch and see, because soon, all eyes are gonna be on me.
A look of determination crosses the face of Callie as she drops the mic and winks at the camera. She now waits for Tori to hold open the ropes for her before leaving the ring, and the two women leave together up the ramp.
INTERBRAND INSANITY: THE HORROR SHOW!
[TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, NON-TITLE]
Eavan "Krigare" Maloney
VS Morden Crypt
VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
VS Morden Crypt
VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
Aiello: Well folks, Callie Clark has made it known know that she's ready to take on everyone in the upcoming Rumble in South Africa! Up next we have two other ladies that are ready to rise to the challenge, with a monster of a man ready to put them both down in this triple threat!
Stroup: The following is a triple threat match, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from New Orleans, weighing in at 105 pounds, she calls herself Krigare ... EAVAN MALONEY!
Disturbed’s “Warrior” roars through the arena. Eavan Maloney rolls out onto the stage on a black and red low-rider Harley Davidson motorcycle, dressed in leather from head to toe including her Shieldmaidens kutte, and a Deadpool-inspired helmet. Eavan rides around the ring and parks at the bottom of the ramp. She takes her helmet off and places it on the seat, as she lets her grey and purple hair fall loose before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. Eavan gets up on the second turnbuckles and smirks out into the crowd, soaking in whatever reaction she receives before hopping down.
Stroup: And her opponent, from an unknown place, weighing in at 245 pounds ... MORDEN CRYPT!
The arena goes pitch black as loud sounds of scratching can be heard, then what sounds like chunks of dirt being heaved to one side, then more scratching. Morden McBride’s voice cuts through the darkness like a knife….
“Baa, Baa black sheep….have you any wool?”
A spotlight shines down on the stage and it’s full of fog.
“Yes sir! Yes sir! Five bags full! One for the master….”
Morden Crypt rises up slowly inside the fog, it curls around him and he doesn’t move. He remains motionless and stares straight at the ring in his terrifying mask.
“And one for the dame, one for the little boy, I forgot his name….”
Morden Crypt walks out of the light into the darkness, his footsteps are amplified in a loud clamping sound like he’s wearing giant boots, the spotlight turns off draping the arena in darkness again, the footsteps continue….
“One for the sheriff, who failed in his search, one for a nun who was trapped in her church….”
Another spotlight lit up the ramp halfway down but from below this time, cutting through more fog, Morden slowly walks through the fog, his footsteps still amplified, the light turns off again….
“Byeee byee Black Sheep, I have to run, it’s time for Morden Crypt to have some fun….”
The lights turn on and Morden Crypt is in the ring, standing still and awaiting the bell.
Stroup: And their opponent, from Washington D.C., weighing in at 145 pounds, she is the Titaness and the United States Champion...SAMANTHA HAMILTON!
'Indestructible' by Disturbed blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the forms of The Titaness and her husband, Joseph "Orion" Hunter, standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp. Upon closer inspection, we also see the [INSERT APPROPRIATE CHAMPIONSHIP STRAP HERE] draped over Samantha's right shoulder.
A sense of determination and resolve can always be found in her eyes. Despite wearing a more stern and serious expression, she's not one to ignore any fans or supporters. Every now and again, she'll give a wave or slight smirk. More often than not, however, the Titaness will stick to her more serious and stoic look.
When she finally gets in front of the ropes, the Titaness will usually slip through the middle and top ropes.
DING DING DING
The Shieldmaidens focus their attention on Crypt at the jump, going after the bigger man with a flurry of offense that sends him into the corner, where they hit a double dropkick that sends him over the top rope and to the outside! With Crypt out of the picture for now, Maloney and Hamilton give a respectful fist bump before locking up, each looking for an advantage in this bout. The champion manages to get that advantage with a headlock before sending Maloney to the ropes with an Irish whip. Hamilton goes for a roundhouse kick on the rebound, but Malone ducks under and hits a cross body on the champion instead!
Aiello: Eavan making a big statement in the early part of this contest!
Bennett: Yeah, but look who's coming back into the fray!
Sure enough, Morden Crypt climbs over the top rope as he goes after Maloney. He grabs Krigare by the hair, driving her down to the canvas before laying in some hard stomps. Slow and methodical is the strategy for Crypt as he picks Maloney back up, looking to cause even more damage before Hamilton brings him to a knee with a swift kick! Hamilton keeps it up with some hard kicks to the back of Crypt...who looks unfazed by it as he gets back to his feet! He turns his attention to the Titaness, who goes for one more kick...but Morden blocks it, driving the champion down before focusing the rest of his time and energy on Hamilton. With Crypt distracted by this singular focus, Eavan has a chance to get the upper hand as she launches herself off the ropes to connect with a bulldog on Crypt, followed by the cover!
1!
NO! CRYPT KICKS OUT!
Aiello: It's gonna take more than that to take out Morden Crypt!
Bennett: Maloney's playing with fire here, Joe! Crypt is already getting back to his feet, and while it's hard to tell by that mask, I don't think he's too pleased with her!
Morden's back to his feet and throwing some hard punches at Maloney, driving her toward the ropes where he sends her practically flying to the outside! He leaves the ring, determined to do some major damage to Eavan as he picks her up...only for Eavan to send Crypt headfirst onto the apron with a drop toe hold! Eavan stays on the attack with a flurry of offense, some hard strikes for good measure before stepping up onto the apron as Crypt gets back to his feet. Eavan launches herself for a cross body...but Crypt catches her in midair! Crypt lunges forward, driving the back of Maloney into the steel post! Crypt drops her to the floor when suddenly, Hamilton comes flying out with a dive that brings them both into the barricade!
The crowd is on their feet as Hamilton and Crypt slowly get to their feet. Crypt sends Hamilton back into the ring before climbing back in, only for Hamilton to rock him with a roundhouse kick! Hamilton keeps things up with some hard kicks to the legs, bringing Crypt down just long enough for Hamilton to connect with Wrath of the Titan! Hamilton goes for the cover on Crypt:
1!
2!
NO!
CRYPT KICKS OUT!
Crypt starts getting back up, but Hamilton connects with another Wrath of the Titans followed by the cover:
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... SAMANTHA HAMILTON!
The ref raises Hamilton's hand in victory, before the Titaness goes to the outside to check on Eavan as we cut back to commentary.
Aiello: What a match! Crypt had both Shieldmaidens on their toes tonight, but the Titaness pulls off the win as she prepares for what could be all-out war against Nezumi Hazama at the Rumble in South Africa!
Bennett: Damn right Joe, and up next we're gonna see Nezumi take on Darius and Stephanie Matsuda in the second triple threat of the night!
We move to a commercial break.
Aiello: Ok folks, we’re going to head backstage where Bob Murray is trying to track down a very special interview…
Bennett: Rumor is it’s a local celebrity here in Atlanta!
The camera cuts backstage as Bob Murray is strolling down a hallway in the State Farm Arena. He has a wide smile on his face as he raises his microphone and quickens his pace, the cameraman desperately trying to keep ahead of him.
Murray: That’s right guys! I’ve got to be quick as it’s only a flying visit to the arena, but a local Atlanta legend of the music scene has come to check out Brawl! They’re currently hanging out in the green room round the corner but are only staying for two more minutes, follow me!
As Murray turns the corner the camera follows him – but a side-door on the hallway bursts open, causing him to stagger back! Immediately the hallway is filled with over twenty people dressed in the garb of The President’s Men and the crowd watching on the MacTron begin to boo. Murray tries to get past them to his special interview but is held back by a few of the security officers as we see Scorpio and Crème de la Crème file in behind their bodyguards. Scorpio spots Murray through the gaps in his crew…
Scorpio: Let him through!
Murray: Oh, thank you—
Scorpio: I see the clown that runs Brawl has at least started to recognise that my arrival is without a doubt the most exciting thing that’s going to happen on a Monday Night and has sent the little journalist to come and speak to me.
Murray: Oh, no, actually we’ve got a special—
Scorpio: Well I haven’t got much time but I’m willing to give you a word or two. Yes I’m here on Brawl and yes I’ve come for Xavier Reid, there’s no use pretending otherwise. The little prick has not only stolen my title through a series of fortuitous errors, but now feels the need to wave it in my face. I will not stand for it. He is now precisely half way through his reign as Undisputed Champion… I’m simply here to remind him to make the most of it…
The 46th President pats Murray on the shoulder as if he’s just given the most profound interview that’s going to make Murray’s career, before he signals to his men that it’s time to head off. Just before he leaves he stops himself having remembered something and turns back to Murray.
Scorpio: Oh, and don’t tell Dominic Sanders I’m here, I need him to rough Reid up for me but he has this awful habit of running away from Monday Nights when he hears I’m around…
The S-Factor begins to laugh raucously to himself and, following some prompting by Crème, the President’s Men soon join in. Team Scorpio heads off down the corridor finally giving Bob Murray the chance to get to his interview. He even begins to jog before he finally reaches the green room and bursts in – to find it empty! Murray looks deflated, knowing full well Scorpio has cost him his interview, before he sighs and walks off…
Aiello: No! Scorpio’s arrival has cost Murray the interview… I heard it was Lil Nas X visiting!
Bennett: Who cares about that son o’ bitch, the President’s in town!
INTERBRAND INSANITY: SKY CAPTAIN AND THE WORLD OF TOMORROW!!
[TRIPLE THREAT MATCH]
Darius
VS Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda
VS Nezumi Hazama
VS Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda
VS Nezumi Hazama
Aiello: Up next we have another triple threat match as Darius and Stephanie Matsuda look to defend the honor of the red brand against Nezumi Hazama!
Stroup: The following match is a triple threat match, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from Albany, New York, weighing in at 265 pounds ... DARIUS!
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. 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.
Stroup: And his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 132 pounds ... STEPHANIE MATSUDA!
“Rainy Days” by Boogie plays as Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda walks out dressed in her signature black fitted cap and a bandanna around her face. Trailed by manager Monica Vaughan, Matsuda walks on stage and crouches low, getting ready for her match.
Stephanie and Monica walk down the ramp, their eyes fixated on the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, Matsuda runs and slides into the ring. She takes a moment to run the ropes and throws her hat into the crowd. She then climbs the nearest turnbuckle, pulls down her bandanna, and holds up her title as she stares into the crowd. She then jumps down and gives her ref her belt as she prepares for her match.
Aiello: And his opponent, from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 238 pounds ... NEZUMI HAZAMA!
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. As he steps out of the emission of smoke on the stage, Hazama stands in the bright spotlight. 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.
DING DING DING
The three competitors move around the ring, but it doesn’t take long for the two Brawl stars to turn and send Hazama out of the ring. A stereo dropkick does the trick and Hazama lands roughly on the outside mat. Darius turns to Matsuda, who kicks him in the gut, and then hits a quick snapmare right into a dropkick. She rolls to her feet and rushes outside and hits a plancha onto the recovering Hazama. With a head of fire, Matsuda waits for Hazama to get up before rushing for a shotgun dropkick, but Darius floors her with a baseball slide. Hazama twists around into the waiting arms of Darius. He picks Hazama up and sends him off the announcer’s table with a chokeslam. Standing tall, Darius throws up his arms to the roar of the crowd.
Aiello: The heart of Brawl stands tall in this initial scuffle.
Bennett: Man, that was some breakneck speed.
Darius sends Matsuda back into the ring, but the War Queen begins to make her way to her feet as he follows. Once in, Matsuda jumps onto Darius, raining punches down on Darius. He fights to his feet and sends her off. She falls into the ropes and comes back into a step-up knee! Darius quickly goes for the cover.
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!
Getting up, Darius checks on Hazama, who crawls over the announcer’s table. Seeing a window, Darius rushes for the corner, sizing Matsuda up. She shakes out the cobwebs and she turns into Darius, rushing her down for the Hunter’s Mark (Spear). She leapfrogs over him and runs for the opposing turnbuckle. Darius stops in his tracks, turns around, and goes back after Matsuda. Matsuda flies over him with a springboard moonsault, landing neatly on her feet. When Darius turns around, she runs in and connects with a flying forearm. Darius falls into the turnbuckle, but forces his way out. He swings a reckless clothesline, hoping to maintain his slipping control of the match. Matsuda ducks under it and hits a clean STO.
Bennett: Picture perfect STO right there!
Aiello: And the tide has turned in the War Queen’s favor.
ONE!
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TWO!
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HAZAMA BREAKS IT UP WITH A SLIDING ELBOW!
Bennett: The Captain’s here now!
Matsuda falls off Darius and the camera catches Hazama giving both of his opponents a sinister smile. As Darius makes his way to his feet, Hazama sends him back down with a back heel kick to the back of the knee. Darius crumbles, clutching his leg. When Matsuda starts to get up, she throws out a right hand, trying to pop the arrogant Rampage member in the face. Hazama evades by ducking his head back. He then slaps the taste out of her mouth, which only summons Matsuda's anger. She chases after Hazama, but he then drops the rope, causing her to fall out. She maintains her balance and lands on the ring apron, but Hazama leaps up and catches her with an Enzuigiri!
Aiello: Wise strategy from Hazama, taking Matsuda out. She’s explosive and that’s bound to be a problem for both him and Darius.
Bennett: Take out her momentum before she gets it. It’s definitely a smart tactic. But he needs to watch his back.
What inspired Bennett’s words was Darius grabbing hold of Hazama’s hair. He drags the Captain back, but Hazama drives his elbow into Darius’s gut. Released from his enemy’s clutches, Hazama regroups. Darius stares him down from his corner. Hazama steps forward, but he stops, deciding to drop down and mocks Darius’ waiting act when he’s readying for the Hunter’s Mark. Darius flexes his jaw and closes the gap and the two lock up. Darius, the bigger of the two, manhandles Hazama and throws him in the corner. He mocks Nezumi’s entrance walk, which does not seem to bother the originator too much. It did lower his guard, which let Darius thump him in the eye for good measure.
Aiello: He just thumped him in the eye!
Bennett: It’s no disqualification! And I think Darius might have seen an eyelash in Hazama’s eye. It’s good sportsmanship.
Hazama stumbles out of the corner and Darius follows his petty act with a running one-handed bulldog, crashing Hazama’s face into the mat. He goes for the cover right after.
ONE!
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TWO!
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KICKOUT!
Hazama gets the shoulder up. Darius drags him to his feet for his troubles and sends him off the ropes. He connects with a discus clothesline, flipping Hazama inside out. As he goes to pick Hazama up, Matsuda re-enters the match, coming down on Darius with Final Heaven (Springboard Forearm Smash)! Darius falls backwards onto Hazama, inadvertently driving his elbow into Hazama’s sternum. Matsuda, seeing the collateral damage, scales the top rope and hits a 450 splash on both opponents!
Bennett: If you got them, smoke ‘em!
Aiello: I can agree with you there!
Matsuda waits for either man to get to their feet. Darius is the first, and Matsuda begins to measure him. Once he’s to his feet, she runs in and rotates for the Last Surprise (Sling Blade)!
ONLY FOR HAZAMA TO CRACK HER WITH A SPINNING BACKFIST!
Bennett: Did you hear that, Joe?!
Matsuda crashes into the mat and Darius still tries to get his bearings. Hazama moves in on Darius and picks him up. With a running start, he drops Darius onto his neck with Fatal Frame (Running Brainbuster)! He hooks the leg right after!
ONE!
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TWO!
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MATSUDA BREAKS IT UP!
Through sheer force of will, she throws herself onto the pile to break the pin. Hazama drags his hands through his hair and jumps onto her, throwing wild punches down on her. Once done, Hazama drags her to a standing position. He lifts her up onto his shoulders for Let It Die. She begins to wriggle her way out and when she does, she throws him forward--
RIGHT INTO THE HUNTER’S MARK!
Darius explodes out of the corner and nearly tears Hazama in half! The Captain abandons the ring, tossing and turning on the outside!
Aiello: HAZAMA’S DOWN AND OUT!
Bennett: But Matsuda sure as hell isn’t!
Darius makes his way to his feet, only to get caught with Yahtzee! (Superkick) from Matsuda! He falls flat onto his back and Matsuda crumbles as well. She starts to edge towards the fallen Darius, but she shakes her head and points to the turnbuckle.
Aiello: What was it you said, Steve?
Bennett: If you got ‘em, smoke ‘em? Yeah, I see what you’re putting down, Joe!
Matsuda takes her time getting to the corner, still feeling the effects of the surprise backfist. She scales the top rope and with the crowd screaming, she prepares for C9 (Corkscrew Shooting Star Press)! She leaps off--
HAZAMA CATCHES HER WITH SATORI (BICYCLE KNEE) OUT OF NOWHERE!
Aiello: OH MY GOD!
Bennett: HOLY S**T, SHE’S DEAD, SHE’S DEAD!
Hazama, who dug deep to pull out the energy to come back, falls over and lands on top of Matsuda. Darius starts to stir, looking over at the pin.
ONE!
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TWO!
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DARIUS DIVES OVER!
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THREE!
AND HE’S TOO LATE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner by pinfall… NEZUMI HAZAMA!The Captain slips underneath the bottom rope onto the outside mat. The referee goes to check on Matsuda while Darius gets to his feet, glaring down at Hazama. Hazama gets to a standing position at the edge of the ramp and throws his arm up in victory.
Bennett: WHERE THE HELL DID HE COME FROM?!
Aiello: I’m not sure, Steve, I wish I could tell you. But all we need to know is that he was in the right place at the right time! Darius was so close to breaking that up too!
Bennett: DAMN IT! We can’t have S**T on Brawl!
After the match, a voice echoes out through the arena as everyone turns to look at the MacTron.
??: Heyyyy! Up here! YOO HOO!
Instantly you're caught by the sight of Jordan Freaking Sharpe himself.
JFS: Wow. Monday Night Brawl. So this is what red mood lighting looks like. Anyways, why is my face plastered on this jumbo screen? I won't beat around my bush, the answer is simple! I heard there's a spot available in The Rumble and I thought to myself, Jordan, this match is lacking some star power. You should make a phone call. And make a phone call I did, which means after I'm done smashing Dominic Sanders' face you can not only call me STILL the Indy Champion, you can go ahead and call me THE 40TH MAN. See ya in a couple weeks!
He waves as the crowd erupts, and he disappears from the tron leaving only a Tide Logo in it's place as we move to a commercial break.
INTERBRAND INSANITY: READY FOR PRIME TIME!
[SINGLES MATCH]
Bosa
VS Elliot Bowman IV
VS Elliot Bowman IV
Aiello: Up next we have Bosa ready for action as he takes on PRIME's Elliot Bowman IV!
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from Up The Creek Without A Paddle, weighing in at 174lbs. ... ELLIOT BOWMAN IV!
"Tonight" by Seether starts to play, and the Mac-Tron lights up with the words "In Loving Memory of Owensby Smith" before transitioning into a video package of Owensby, Annie Cliffhanger, Justin Paird, EB4 and Max Bronson. "The Now or Never Superstars" flashes on the screen after every clip. EB4 comes walking out with Max Bronson at his side. They high-five some fans on their way down to the ring. Max takes his place at ringside as Elliot rolls into the ring and warms up before the match.
Stroup: And his opponent, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 265lbs. 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.
DING DING DING
The bell sounds and Elliot looks across the ring at Bosa. He doesn't seem to be in too much of a rush to get things started. Nevertheless, the fans came to see a show, so Elliot and Bosa get to work. They lock up and Bosa takes advantage. He whips EB4 into the corner and starts chipping away at him with some stiff right hands. Bosa then grabs EB4 by the back of the head and leads him out to the center of the ring. Bosa's got EB4's arm slung over his shoulder, and he looks to be going for a Suplex, but EB4 slides down behind him, spins Bosa around, and kicks him in the midsection. EB4 hits a Snap Suplex. Bosa's quick to get back to his feet, so EB4 kicks him in the midsection again, but instead of giving another Suplex, Bosa counters with a Suplex of his own! EB4 gets back up, ducks beneath a Clothesline from Bosa, bounces off the ropes, and Bosa grabs him by the throat! You can see the concern in EB4's eyes as Bosa speaks a few words to him before lifting him and slamming down with a Stalling Chokeslam. Bosa makes the cover, it has to be over!
1!
2!
NO! EB4 kicks out right before 3.
Aiello: Wow, Bowman showing a lot of heart here as he manages to just avoid getting pinned!
EB4 is helpless as Bosa continues to wittle away at him. A German Suplex, followed by a Death Valley Driver, puts EB4 out of business right quick. Bosa makes another cover, but again Elliot is able to kick out! He's gasping for air and trying to crawl away from Bosa, but he's got nowhere to go! EB4 pulls on the ring ropes to get himself upright, and he turns to face his opponent. Bosa kicks Elliot in the midsection and sets him up for a Powerbomb, but EB4 delivers a few right hands to Bosa's head and slips down off him. Elliot whips Bosa into the ropes and starts Mudhole Stomping. Elliot throws in a few right hands in-between kicks, and once Bosa is down in a seated position, Elliot backs off to catch his breath. Out of nowhere, Bosa yanks himself upright and lunges at Elliot, who barely has time to react. They're grappling, using one hand to hold on to each other and the other to dish punches back and forth. Bosa gets the upperhand, shoving Elliot into the turnbuckle.
Elliot bounces back from the impact, and Bosa looks to take his head clean off his shoulders with a Clothesline, but Elliot ducks. Elliot makes a beeline for the ropes and comes running back. He jumps up and lands on top of Bosa with a Lou Thesz Press! The fans are pleasantly surprised that Elliot is managing a brief comeback. Brief being the keyword, because as soon as Elliot gets up off him, Bosa's back on his feet. HOW'D HE DO THAT, EB4's wondering, as Bosa again grabs him by the throat. Another Chokeslam? No! EB4 kicks Bosa in the midsection and looks to be going for The Drop-Off, but Bosa slides down off EB4's shoulders. Elliot turns just in time for Bosa to UNLEASH THE BEAST! Diamond Cutter on Elliot! He flops like a fish on the mat until Bosa gets him into a pinning situation. The referee starts the count.
... 1!
...... 2!
...... 3! It's over!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... BOSA!
The ref raises Bosa's arm in victory as we cut back to commentary!
Aiello: What a statement by Bosa here tonight! He looks ready to take on Xavier Reid for the International Championship at the Rumble in South Africa...and speaking of Reid, he's in non-title action against Dominic Sanders in our main event, coming up next!
Camera cuts to ...
The camera cuts backstage and into the locker room of The Love Club where Xavier is finishing up putting his boots on. The door opens and Bunny Love walks in and looks around and sees Xavier.
Bunny: Have you seen Bobby and Jimmy?
Xavier looks up and shakes his head
Reid: No
Xavier lowers his head and starts to tie his boots up as Bunny looks at him, not satisfied with the one word answer
Bunny: Well do you know where they might be?
Xavier looks up again at her
Reid: Bunny it wasn’t my turn to watch them...I have a match to get ready for and…
But from behind Xavier Sr. voice fills the room
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): They left Bunny dear, said something about looking up this set of twins they knew back in the day...they invited me to come along, said maybe one of them has a daughter old enough by now but I passed...I didn’t want to risk getting involved in a second Atlanta Incident…
Bunny: Ok seriously, what is the Atlanta Incident? For two guys who don’t want to talk about it they bring it up all the time…
But Sr. waves his hand
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): It is not my story to tell sweetheart...that is a tale for Bobby, Jimmy or your father to tell…
Bunny: How does my father factor into this...it has to be bad if they were willing to hire me as their manager with zero experience just to settle up…
Love: WE AREN’T TALKING ABOUT THAT SR. Damn it some stories don’t need to be told...for the betterment of our children…
Tommy smiles as Sr. nods in agreement, Xavier, who has given up trying to focus, looks up at his manager…
Reid: How was therapy?
Tommy fake laughs at him
Love: It wasn’t therapy it’s sensitivity training classes and I did with the doc what I do with all the women in my life...I lie to them and tell them what they want to hear… ‘No sweetie she means nothing to me’... ‘I don’t know who’s thong that is and I have no idea how it ended up in my pocket…’ ‘No I wasn’t trying to go in THAT hole, it just slipped…’
Bunny: Jesus dad...I’m standing right here…
Tommy laughs as he ruffles Bunny’s hair
Love: You wanted to be a part of this business and that included locker room talk dear but I’m learning a lot from these sessions and I think I’m fixed…
Reid: Getting you fixed might not be a bad idea…
Love: Ha, jokes on you I got snipped an hour after the stick turned blue with this one…
Tommy motions over at Bunny
Love: Her mother only wanted one so I said I’d do it for her...and to not have to wear a raincoat with all the strange I met on the road…
Bunny: Once again...I’M STANDING RIGHT HERE DAD!!!
Sr. shakes his head at his friend
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): Well as much as I enjoy listening to how Tommy’s third marriage ended I was there and saw it live…
Love: Spoiler alert it involved two hookers, a ring girl and a shit ton of blow...I’m not sure what your mom was more pissed about, the two hookers, the ring girl or the fact I took all her blow…
Bunny: I’m guessing it was the blow…
Reid: Jesus…
Xavier puts his head in his hand and shakes it but Sr. once again speaks up
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): Xavier needs to focus on tonight’s match against Dominic Sanders…
Bunny: Wait I thought you were going to pull a Tommy and ignore her...I mean him all night…
Xavier smiles
Reid: I only said that to piss off the guy, of course I’m going to talk about him...I’m not petty...I get that he once was king shit around here and he wasn’t lying when he said I haven’t beat him...hell none of us have…
He looks at Tommy who nods
Reid: But the fact is the past doesn’t matter here tonight...I hadn’t beaten Ace in forever and look at Night of Champions...boom, pinned Ace and yeah I get that it’s going to be a battle out there tonight and there is a good chance I kick off my run as Undisputed Champion with a loss to Dominic but I’m not going to walk out there with my tail between my legs just because I haven’t beaten him in the past...I’m going to walk out there with my head high and give him everything I have, just like I did with Ace and see where the cards end up…
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): I like that spirit Xavier…
Love: Of course you do because it sucks...listen Xavier Dominic Sanders is a giant fuck-wad...he’s going to get off quicker than I did SEEDING Cyrus’s championship if he goes out there and beats you on your first night as Undisputed Champion...we can’t give him that satisfaction so back him up against the ropes and as you break yell out and grab at your eye, the referee will look at you and I’ll whip out my Love Stick and crack him across the head with it…
Tommy holds up The Love Stick and takes a swing…
Bunny: Better yet have me come down to the ring, I’ll jump up onto the apron, yell out his name and whip these gals out…
Bunny, like her father goes to demonstrate but Tommy grabs a hold of her before she can pull up her shirt and expose her boobs
Love: JESUS...I’m standing right here…
Bunny: What happened to locker room talk, I thought we were spit balling ideas dad…
Xavier once again shakes his head
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): These are both outside the box ideas and maybe one will work in a pinch but how about we let Xavier go out there and I don’t know...wrestle Dominic Sanders and see how that goes...I guess if things go bad maybe one of you pulls out your weapon of choice and…
Love: That will be my Love Stick, Bunny I am Xavier’s manager and Bobby and Jimmy went to the Motel 6 around the corner...they are in room 14...go get your clients before they catch herpes again…
Bunny: You can’t catch herpes again dad...once you have it…
Love: I don’t even want to know how you know that…
Bunny: Health class...duh...anyways, good luck out their Xavier and it was great seeing you again Uncle Sr.
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): I’m not your Uncle Bunny…
But she shrugs
Bunny: That’s not what you told me when I was six, you said call me Uncle Sr. Volando…
But Tommy pushes her out of the room…
Love: Ok well goodbye and have fun in Canada and try not to get donkey punched by Donkey Punch and we will see you in South Africa…
He closed the door behind him and looks at Xavier
Love: I can’t tell you how much I can’t stand Dominic…
Reid: What, I saw Twitter...I thought you were ‘best friends’...
Love: Ok the guy is funny but this is business and it would look terrible if you go out there and drop this match to Dominic Sanders…
Reid: Relax Tommy...it wouldn’t be the first time and it won’t be the last time Dominic beats someone with gold...he’s a damn superstar here in the EWC...all I can do is go out there and try to catch him…
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican Accent): Go for the left arm he fractured against Jordan Sharpe...bones are never as strong as there were before you broke them...attack the arm and see if you can’t hurt him there…
Tommy raises an eyebrow
Love: Good thinking Sr. and if all else fails I’ll know where to aim this Love Stick…
Tommy laughs as he takes another swing before we move to a commercial break.
INTERBRAND INSANITY: (JUST ABOUT) ANYTHING GOES!
[SINGLES MATCH, NON-TITLE, X-DIVISION RULES]
Dominic Sanders
VS Xavier Reid
[SINGLES MATCH, NON-TITLE, X-DIVISION RULES]
Dominic Sanders
VS Xavier Reid
Aiello: It's now time for the Main Event, Steve.
Bennett: I can't wait for this. Both of these bastards are two of my favorites. They are about to get after each other's asses all up and down the State Farm Arena.
Aiello: They really might. Current Undisputed Champion. Former Undisputed Champion. Non-Title Match. No Disqualification. I am not sure we have had a Main Event as big as this one in quite awhile.
Stroup: The following non-Title contest is a No Disqualification Match and it is scheduled for ONE FALL!
The lights go out in the State Farm 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. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to an extremely hateful reaction from the crowd.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Fort Worth, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds and being accompanied by Cora Whittaker... DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!
Dominic beats his chest with both fists and raises his arms in the air with a roar. The crowd reacts even louder as he starts to make his way down to the ring. A cocky grin can be seen under the hood of his sweatshirt as he walks down the ramp hand-in-hand with Cora at his side.
Sanders rolls underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up to his feet and stares out into the crowd underneath the hood of his sweatshirt. Cora joins him at his side. The two share a brief kiss in the center of the ring before he turns his attention back out to the hostile crowd. He grins and nods his head as he jumps through the ropes and to the outside. Cora exits the ring herself as Sanders crouches down by the apron. He reaches underneath the ring and begins to pull out steel chairs, kendo sticks, and tables. One by one, he slides and throws the objects into the ring. After about the eighth chair, fourth table, and sixth kendo stick, Sanders slides into the ring. He picks up a chair and waits as "War Machine" fades out.
Aiello: It appears that Dominic Sanders is wasting no time getting prepared for this war.
Bennett: I love it! Some sumbitch is gonna get their ass whipped tonight. Hell, it may be both!
The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play.
Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black fight shorts, kickpads and boots. His hands are wrapped in black tape with the EWC International Championship and the EWC Undisputed Championship around his waist. Following him out is ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love. He walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy follows from behind and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’. Tommy points to the ring as Xavier unhooks the two Championships and hands them to Tommy, who raises them into the air as Xavier walks towards the ring shadow boxing down the aisle.
Stroup: And his opponent... being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love... from New York, weighing in at 220 pounds... He is the EWC International Champion and the EWC Undisputed Champion... XAVIER REID!
Xavier storms up the steps and climbs into the ring, stepping around all of the debris that Sanders created. Tommy follows suit and walks towards the referee, already complaining about something. Most likely the amount of weapons already in the ring. Xavier storms through the items and across the ring to the opposite corner and jumps to the middle rope and looks over the crowd and once again crosses his arms into an X as Tommy holds up the two Championships in the official's face and reminds him who the Champion is. But the official ignores him and walks away as Tommy laughs. Xavier jumps down and squats down in the corner waiting for the bell. He grabs ahold of two kendo sticks while he is in the crouched position.
Aiello: Fresh off of that BIG BIG win at Night of Champions, the new Undisputed Champion faces a heavy test.
Bennett: And as Dominic Sanders pointed out, it's a test that Xavier Reid has never passed!
DING DING DING
Aiello: Not going to get the Undisputed Champion that easily.
Sanders and Reid both stand up. Reid drives a right fist into Sanders’ face, Sanders drives one back at him. Reid again with a right fist. Sanders sticks his foot underneath one of the chairs in the pile and flips it up into Reid’s face, catching the crown of the chair on the bridge of Reid’s nose. Reid stumbles backwards, grabbing his nose. He moves his hand away, wiping blood off onto his tights. Sanders sprints at Reid and clotheslines him over the top rope, but Reid’s leg gets caught between Sanders’ and they both end up over the top rope and to the floor. Sanders gets the worst of it as he tumbles into the guardrail and smacks the back of his head on the metal.
Aiello: Both men are down on the outside. I have a feeling this one has a long way to go.
Bennett: Ya damn right it does. These two may beat each other until they are both out cold.
Reid is up to his feet first. He grabs Sanders by the hair and pulls him up. Reid gains momentum as he drags Sanders with him and tosses him hard over the barrier and into the front row of the crowd behind the timekeeper! Reid climbs up onto the timekeeper’s table and looks at Sanders. He leaps off and over the barrier, driving a knee right into Sanders’ chest. Reid rolls through and somersaults to his feet. He turns around and grabs Sanders. He lifts Sanders up to his feet and scoop-slams him on the concrete. Reid grabs Sanders’ legs and lifts them underneath his arms. He leans backwards and slingshots Sanders up and over the guardrail and back onto the padding surrounding the ring. Reid walks over and jumps the guardrail back into the ring area. Tommy Love comes over and leans over Sanders shouting at him. Cora walks over and yells at Tommy to back off.
Bennett: Be careful, Cora. You can catch things being that close to Tommy Love!
The referee gets in Tommy’s face and Tommy backs off as Cora leans over Sanders to check on him. Reid pushes his way past Cora and grabs Sanders. Sanders reaches up and drives a hard right fist into Reid’s throat. Reid grabs his throat and stumbles away coughing and gagging.
Aiello: Wait, look at Sanders’ right hand. Brass knuckles!
Bennett: That saucy Cora must’ve given them to Dominic. Manager of the year!
Sanders takes the brass knuckles off of his fist and turns onto his side. He tosses them at Tommy Love and Love catches them and throws a fit on the outside of the ring. Sanders gets up to his feet and reaches into the ring, grabbing a steel chair. He catches up to Reid on the adjacent side of the ring and cracks it hard over his back. Reid drops to both knees on the outside of the ring, arching his back in pain. He still coughs, trying to bring life back into his throat and lungs. Sanders rolls into the ring and to his feet. He walks over to one of the tables on the mat and picks it up. He sets it up in the corner, leaning against the top rope. Sanders walks over and picks up a steel chair. He sets it up in the middle of the ring. Sanders, on his way back to the other side of the ring, picks up a steel chair and drops it on the mat underneath the bottom rope right where Reid is on the outside. Sanders walks across the ring and waits as Reid gets up to his feet. Sanders sprints and baseball slides into the chair. The side of the chair jams hard into Reid’s ribcage and he stumbles away and leans on the announce table.
Aiello: Dominic Sanders is pulling out all the stops here. I have never seen him this intense in a no disqualification match before.
Bennett: The son of a bitch knows what’s at stake! Beat the Champ, get a shot!
Sanders exits the ring and walks over to Reid. As Sanders approaches, Reid kicks backwards and drives a leg up between Sanders’ legs with a low blow. Sanders drops to the floor in a heap. Reid wipes away some more blood from the bridge of his nose and reaches down and picks Sanders up. He steps up onto the announce table and pulls Sanders up with him.
Aiello: I’m out of here, Steve!
Bennett: Oh Goddamnit!
Reid lifts Sanders up and drives him through the table with a package piledriver!!! The crowd goes nuts!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Reid rolls off of Sanders and Sanders is motionless. Cora runs over and checks on Sanders. The referee checks on him too. Sanders is still conscious and grunts at the referee when he is asked about ending the match. The referee starts to make a decision that he should end the match. Cora stands up and gets in the referee’s face.
Cora: NO! Don’t you fucking dare. My man’s got this!
The referee backs off as Reid gets up to his feet and leans against the ring apron. Sanders slightly stirs and Reid walks over and grabs him. He picks up the dead weight Sanders and lifts him up onto his shoulders. He drops him on the ring apron and rolls him into the ring. Reid follows under the bottom rope and rolls Sanders away from the ropes. He covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THR-NO!!! KICKOUT!
Aiello: After that package piledriver through the table, I have no clue how Sanders just kicked out of that.
Bennett: Because he’s a tough son of a bitch! And it might have taken too long.
Reid gets up to his feet. He grabs ahold of Sanders and goes for a second package piledriver, this time on the stack of chairs. Sanders reverses into a back body drop instead! Reid crashes down onto the chairs. Sanders collapses and lays there on the stack of chairs. Reid clutches the small of his back.
Aiello: Both men are down. Who will win this match, Steve?
Bennett: I hate to bet against the Champ, but Goddamn Dominic Sanders has never lost to Xavier Reid. I can’t go against Sanders.
Sanders gets up to his feet gingerly, stumbling as he steps towards Reid. He picks Reid up off of the chairs and drags him to the corner where the table is set up. He drives Reid’s face right into the table. He turns Reid around and leans him against the table. He drives a few right fists into Reid’s jaw and then walks away. He walks across the ring and lines Reid up. He runs towards Reid and steps up onto the chair he set up earlier and leaps with a spear at Xavier Reid! Reid moves! Sanders spears the table and crashes through it!
Aiello: That’s gotta be it! Sanders cannot take much more than this!
Bennett: The man has been through everything! Being thrown off of a train. The WarGames match. This man keeps coming! There’s no way it’s over!
Reid reaches down and grabs Sanders out of the shards of wood and drags him to the middle of the ring. He covers Sanders!
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner………
There’s a commotion in the crowd. The lights go out as we see someone jump the barricade.
Aiello: What the hell? What is happening?!
We hear some action in the ring. After a few moments, the lights turn back on. A large unknown being stands in the ring over a fallen Xavier Reid.
Aiello: Who is that?!
The being has the Undisputed Championship in one hand and the International Championship in the other. We can’t see their face, but they look at both Championships before tossing the Undisputed Championship aside on the mat. They hold up the International Championship high in the air. Sanders stumbles to his feet. He looks at the being in the eyes and smirks. Sanders walks over to the big person and slaps them on the chest. He raises the person’s free hand in the air and he smiles. They finally turn to the camera and the hooded figure rips the hood off of his head.
Aiello: THAT’S CLAY BYRD!
Bennett: I’ll be a son of a bitch!
Aiello: Are Dominic Sanders and Clay Bird in cahoots, Steve?
Bennett: It sure as hell looks like it!
Aiello: Wait, now what?
Clay Byrd points to the MacTron as a graphic posts up on the MacTron, a smirk on Byrd's face as he finally heads back up the ramp.
RUMBLE IN SOUTH AFRICA
FINAL MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL RUMBLE ENTRANT
AMERICA'S MOST HATED PRESENTS: CLAY BYRD
AMERICA'S MOST HATED PRESENTS: CLAY BYRD
“Hail To The Chief” predictably blasts over the speakers and the Atlanta crowd can almost be heard to groan loudly before they start to boo. A handful of The President’s Men file out to line either side of the stage and ramp to protect their President before Scorpio himself steps out, staring with a smirk at Clay Byrd and Dominic Sanders who make their way back up the ramp. In the ring Xavier Reid is finally back to his feet and standing against the ropes, the International Championship on one shoulder, and the Undisputed Championship raised above his head in a direct message to Scorpio. Beside him stands Tommy Love who screams some obscenities down the ramp which have to be bleeped out when they’re caught by the microphones. The music fades out and Scorpio raises his mic, a smirk on his face.
Scorpio: Everybody give it up for the EWC International Champion, Xavier Reid!
He gives a mock round of applause with a fake smile plastered on his face before his expression falls stony and serious.
Scorpio: … because to me that’s all you are Xavier… a second-tier champion who for some ungodly reason has my title in his hands. Mac’s little Power Struggle ploy certainly payed off for you, didn’t it? Ride Ace King’s coat-tails all the way to the final and then beat a man who’s just fought his ass off and got you through two rounds. You know I have to compliment you on that one Xavier, it’s more cunning than I thought was possible for you, maybe you’re not as thick as that gormless expression suggests?
The S-Factor raises an eyebrow while in the ring Reid taps the Undisputed Championship, reminding Scorpio of just who has the title.
Scorpio: If I were you though I’d have kept my head down and spent this month training every possible second I could knowing full well what’s coming at the Rumble. If I were you I’d have reminded myself that I was Xavier Reid, the bitch who was accidentally in the right place at the right time to get my title not a genuinely talented wrestler who rightfully won the title, and I would have done everything in my power to give myself an advantage. Alas, no, you spent your time appearing on Friday Night Rampage making wisecracks and predictions, didn’t you? Bad move, Xav. Very bad move.
He scowls before snapping his fingers and The President’s Men behind him part to allow someone out from the back.
Scorpio: You predicted I’d talk shit about your reign, correct. You predicted I’d talk shit about Mac and his powers that be, correct. You predicted I’d stick by the fact that I never lost the title, correct. The only thing your piss-poor crystal ball didn’t predict is quite how far I’d go to make sure you realised just who you’re getting into the ring with in Johannesburg…
Scorpio turns around as the curtain parts revealing two of his security guards dragging an already-bloodied Sr. Espejo from the back! Reid’s face falls and he goes to leave the ring, prompting a few of Scorpio’s bodyguards to form a blockade at the ramp, and Tommy Love rests a hand on his client and counsels him not to risk being attacked. Reid is staring daggers into Scorpio as the security guards drag Sr. Espejo to the middle of the ramp and kick him to his knees before holding both of his arms out, leaving him unable to defend himself.
Aiello: Well folks Scorpio threatened to go the extra mile and it looks like he has, Sr. Espejo is Xavier Reid’s uncle, his confidante and his closest tie to the Volando family!
Bennett: That Presidential Son O’ Bitch will do whatever it takes to get his title back!
Scorpio stares down at Sr. Espejo before he circles him like a vulture looking at its prey. He runs a hand over Espejo’s masked face and stands behind the Volando member, his microphone raised.
Scorpio: I imagine your dear uncle was a real help when it came to preparing for the Power Struggle… I can hear him now… (he puts on a mock Mexican accent) Xavier just believe in yourself, you have the entire Volando family behind you, all our years of history and all our combined experience will help you become the best of us, just believe… it’s cute it really is but for the Rumble it’s not gonna happen. You see Xavier you took something very special from me, and now I’m going to take something from you…
Quick as a flash he takes Espejo’s outstretched arms and places a Louboutin heel on the man’s masked head. Reid shouts out from the ring but is powerless to do anything as Scorpio delivers a brutal heel-assisted curb stomp to crush Espejo’s head into the ramp. The crowd are booing loudly as Scorpio crouches down next to his victim and pushes at his head which just rolls from side to side, floppy and unconscious…
Scorpio: Oh… sorry… I’m being culturally insensitive aren’t I? As the 46th President it’s important I understand the ways of the USA’s closest neighbours, and having your head kicked in isn’t that big a deal really is it? What is it the Mexicans truly hate? Oh yes…
He has a sick and twisted grin on his face as The President’s Men lift Sr. Espejo to his knees once more (his head now fully flopped forward) and Scorpio places a hand on top of the man’s mask. Tommy Love shouts frm the ring that Scorpio has done enough and desperately waves to call the S-Factor off. The crowd boo even louder before Scorpio rips the mask free in the ultimate show of disrespect to Reid’s uncle – when all of a sudden there’s a gasp from the crowd and Xavier Reid’s face looks like he’s seen a ghost. Scorpio continues grinning and laughing thinking it’s all his show of disrespect, however in the ring Reid has gone pale and Tommy Love has backed off…
Aiello: Folks… I mean… my knowledge of the other wrestling leagues Reid competed in before the EWC isn’t what it was… but that looks like Chico Volando, Reid’s father, the man he feuded with and has been estranged from…
Bennett: You mean under the mask the whole time… it’s been…?
Aiello: Judging from the look on Reid and Love’s faces, yes!
The S-Factor remains completely oblivious to the family reunion he’s accidentally caused as he shoves Sr. Espejo/Chico Volando face-first onto the ramp and blows a sarcastic kiss to Reid. Scorpio and his team disappear off leaving Chico laid out on the ramp and Xavier Reid staring from his father, to Tommy Love, and back again…
Aiello: Well tonight’s Brawl has ended with even more drama than we expected. Scorpio has sent a clear message to Xavier Reid that he will stop at nothing to reclaim the Undisputed Championship, but in doing so has accidentally revealed that it seems Xavier Reid’s masked ‘uncle’ has been… well… his father all along?!
Bennett: The Rumble in South Africa is gonna be a hell of a night…
We focus our attention on a frustrated Xavier Reid as the show comes to a close.
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: The Lad
MATCH TWO: MNB
MATCH THREE: The Lad
MATCH FOUR: "Blessed" Justin Paird
MAIN EVENT: Dominic Sanders
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SEGMENTS
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Xavier Reid
Elliot Bowman IV
Callie Clark
Russ (Scorpio)
JFS
Dominic Sanders / Clay Byrd
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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GAMBIT MATCH 1
El Gran Azul
VS Eddie Dozier
WINNER via Pinfall: Eddie Dozier
GAMBIT MATCH 2
Windsor Middleton IV
VS Tenjitsu (N/S)
WINNER via Count Out: Windsor Middleton IV
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BRAWL MATCH 1
荒川直樹 [Naoki Arakawa] (N/S)
VS Killjoy Ito
WINNER via Pinfall: Killjoy Ito
BRAWL MATCH 2
Eavan "Krigare" Maloney
VS Morden Crypt (PINNED)
VS Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
WINNER via Pinfall: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
BRAWL MATCH 3
Darius
VS Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda (N/S) (PINNED)
VS Nezumi Hazama
WINNER via Pinfall: Nezumi Hazama
BRAWL MATCH 4
Bosa
VS Elliot Bowman IV
WINNER via Pinfall: Bosa
MAIN EVENT
Dominic Sandes
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER via Pinfall: Xavier Reid
BRAWL #560 MVP(s): Nezumi Hazama
BRAWL #560 MATCH OF THE NIGHT): Dominic Sanders VS Xavier Reid
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