MNB #562 (SZN 21 FINALE) - NEW YORK CITY

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MNB #562 (SZN 21 FINALE) - NEW YORK CITY Nov 10, 2020 1:46:46 GMT -6

Post by MNB on Nov 10, 2020 1:46:46 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 #562 (SZN 21 FINALE) | NOVEMBER 9TH 2020

LIVE! from Madison Square Garden in New York City

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

"BZRK" by Family Force 5 blasts in the Arena

The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #561 in Nashville.

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, Bosa, Callie Clark, David Miller, Eddie Dozier, Naoki Arakawa, and Eavan "Krigare" Maloney among others.

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

Darius with the International Championship

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

We take a look around inside of Madison Square Garden and see the electricity!

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

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

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

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

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

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

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

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

"O BRAWL, ALL YE FAITHFUL"

"THE WRESTLING FESTIVAL IS UPON US"

"2020 = LONGEST YEAR EVER"

"STOP THE COUNTS AGAINST SCORPIO"

"COUNT THE VOTES FOR SCORPIO"

and "DID WE MENTION THIS HAS BEEN A LONG-ASS YEAR???"

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

Aiello: Hello everyone, and welcome to the season finale of Monday Night BRAWL! I'm Joe Aiello alongside Steven Bennett, and we are in for a thrilling night of action as we start the road to WrestleFest XVIII!

Bennett: That's right Joe, we are now well on our way to the big extravaganza that ends the year, and after Youngblood II we have a new International Champion...or so it seems! Word around the rumor mill is that Xavier Reid has been none too pleased about the situation he was forced into last month, and losing the Undisputed Championship to Jordan Sharpe has only made him more heated! You gotta wonder what kind of mood he's gonna be in as he teams with Samantha Hamilton in our main event, taking on the man who won the right to be called International Champion at Youngblood in Darius who teams with your President and mine, Scorpio!

Aiello: Before we get to that we've got a match with big implications for WrestleFest, as Clay Byrd takes on Gabrielle Visconty to see who gets a shot at the International Championship during the four-day event! Clay has been looking for a measure of revenge in regaining what he felt he never lost, but now stands against another hurdle in Gabi Vee!

Bennett: Yessir, and ya gotta believe Clay's got a chip on his shoulder after what he's put up with. He's hungry and ready to go, and Gabi's gonna have a long night at the office if she wants to get her shot at the gold! On top of that, we've got a falls count anywhere match here in the Garden as Cyrus Black makes his BRAWL in-ring return to take on Ace King in a battle between two of Nevada's finest!

Aiello: Some big stakes there as both men look to settle some issues that have been growing for some time, for sure! In other in-ring action, Dominic Sanders has confirmed that after WrestleFest he will be retiring, but before he heads toward his final match he looks to take on David Miller in a match that could redefine what the X-Division looks like!

Bennett: Damn right Joe, these two fellas are gonna slug it out with a little relaxation of the rules, and that ain't even the only X-Division match we have in store! We've got Eavan Maloney taking on the returning William Manson in what oughta be a violent, brutal fight!

Aiello: Indeed, now I've been informed that one match we had scheduled for tonight has been called off due to travel issues for two of our competitors. With that said, we do hope that things get cleared up for Bosa and Gabriel Ohio, and we see them at either WrestleFest or the start of the new year...but that brings us to our opening contest as Eddie Dozier takes on Naoki Arakawa in a match that can only be won via knockout! Dozier has been verbally running down the rest of the locker room, but he looks to take on a tough task in facing Arakawa in this unique bout!

Bennett: If it's anything like his first couple matches here I reckon he'll do just fine, but Arakawa is one to look out for!

Aiello: With that in mind, we'll look back at GAMBIT earlier in the night as Noah Hartt looks to make a great first impression taking on Windsor Middleton IV!

Noah Hartt
VS Windsor Middleton IV

The man calling himself the Black Heart looks to earn his place amongst the BRAWL roster as Noah Hartt takes on the up and coming Windsor Middleton IV in GAMBIT in-ring action!

DING DING DING

Hartt easily gets the jump on Middleton from the opening bell, unleashing a flurry of offense that culminates in a big handspring enziguri that brings Middleton down hard! Middleton is quick to get back to his feet, but is overwhelmed right away by even more offense from the Black Heart who catches him off guard with a standing Spanish Fly! With Middleton down, Hartt goes for a standing shooting star press, but Middleton manages to squeak by with a kick out at two!

The crowd are starting to really get behind the impressive Hartt as Middleton gets to his feet, only for Noah to send him into the corner with a beautiful dropkick! Noah doesn't let up as he goes for a tornado DDT, but Middleton blocks it and drops him facefirst into the canvas! Middleton looks like he's got momentum on his side as he starts stomping away at the Black Heart, but Noah rolls away and kips up! Middleton charges at Hartt...and runs right into a superkick! With Middleton down, Hartt goes to the top rope and sizes up his opponent before connecting with a brilliant coffin drop! FLAT LINER! That could be it as Noah gets the cover...

1...

2...

...3!

DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... NOAH HARTT!

A big win for Noah Hartt secures his place on the red brand, and he now sets his eyes to WrestleFest XVIII!

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We find ourselves backstage, more notably inside the office of the Brawl General Manager as Jim Connors and his assistant Timothy Kahrs are discussing something when the door slams open...revealing an angry Tommy Love, the International Championship.

Kahrs: Hello Mr. Love, how can we--

Tommy points angrily at the assistant GM as the Memphis Mouthpiece lives up to his namesake.

Love: You, keep your mouth shut. The grownups need to talk, so little children need to stay silent.

He points at the GM, who looks none too pleased himself as Connors stands up.

Love: And YOU...the absolute audacity. Xavier Reid has carried this brand on his shoulders for months, and yet there you stand, issuing your orders for the man who broke the International Championship curse to hand over HIS title, when we've seen just about every other double champion this past season alone has not had to deal with this!?

The look on the GM's face tells the story, a sense of frustration building as Love finally stops talking just long enough for Connors to speak up.

Connors: I'm fully aware of what's happened this season, Tommy...I don't need you spelling it out for me. I also know what happens when a champion loses his focus. Look at Cyrus Black, last year...lost the Undisputed Championship at WrestleFest, and ended up vacating the International Championship due to injury and the mental toll being a double champion took on him. As for Xavier Reid, well...I'm sorry that your client couldn't retain the Undisputed Championship against Jordan Sharpe, but that doesn't change the fact that we have policies...

Love: You can take those policies and shove them! I'm glad you bring up the Undisputed Championship, Jim, because I know for a damn fact that Xavier is entitled to a rematch for that after successfully defending the title previously...and you'd better believe he's making good on that clause. He is not going to let Sharpe get away with daylight robbery...and he's not gonna let some lunatic clown take away HIS moment in the sun...so Xavier Reid has asked me to inform YOU, Mr. Connors, that he is using his rematch clause to take his rightful place in the main event of WrestleFest and take back his Undisputed Championship!

The crowd cheers massively for this announcement, but Tommy Love is still furious as he continues, forcefully setting the champoinship on the desk.

Love: Now if you'll excuse me, Jimbo, I need to check in with the Love Club as they get ready to once again carry your brand in tonight's main event.

With that, Love storms out of the office, leaving us with a frustrated Connors and a confused Kahrs as we cut to...

HEAVY-HANDED HARD HITTERS!
[SINGLES MATCH, WIN VIA KNOCKOUT ONLY]

Eddie Dozier
VS Naoki Arakawa

Aiello: Alright, folks. It's time for our first match of the evening! Naoki Arakawa is already in the ring ready for this knockout-only battle with the bad boy of Monday Night Brawl, Eddie Dozier.

Bennett: Eddie Dozier got robbed at YoungBlood! He should be the International Champion right now!

Aiello: Steve, he got beaten fair and square!

Bennett: Shut your trap, Aiello!

Stroup: The following is a knockout-only contest, in which the winner will be determined by causing his opponent to lose consciousness! Already in the ring, NAOKI ARAKAWA!

Aiello: Arakawa has seen his struggles since his debut awhile back.

Bennett: Well, he's old as shit. I might as well be in there.

Aiello: He is in much better shape than you, Steve.

Bennett: I could beat his ass any day of the week!

Images of rain falling on cement are seen on the big screen as "Raining Blood" by Slayer begins to play. When the guitar riffs begin, the lights in the arena turn yellow. Eddie Dozier steps out from the back to a loud chorus of boos. Dozier has a look of disgust on his face as he bends down and starts rocking back and forth.

As Dozier stretches out his arms and wipes down his vest, he calmly walks down to the ring, ignoring all of the haters.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen. It is the EWC's privilege to bring to you the next nightmare of this great company. Weighing in at 255 pounds. Louisville, Kentucky's finest. EDDIE DOZIER!

Dozier smirks at the rowdy boos when his name is announced. He climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring through the ropes. He walks around the ring and yells out into the crowd as they boo louder. With a smirk, he steps into the corner to wait for the bell to ring.

Aiello: As mentioned, we last saw Eddie Dozier a few weeks back at the YoungBlood pay-per-view, when he was beaten for the International Championship in a fatal fourway match.

Bennett: You say that any louder then he's going to come down here after your ass, Joe.

DING DING DING

The bell rings and the two look at each other. Dozier smirks and taunts Naoki. Naoki charges at Eddie and drives his shoulder into Dozier’s stomach. He drives Dozier back into the corner. Naoki begins throwing body-shots right at Dozier. Dozier leans over in pain. Naoki raises Dozier back up and drives a deliberate slap across Dozier’s face. Dozier leans over the top rope and then gets angry. He swings wildly, but Naoki ducks the haymaker attack. Naoki hooks Dozier up and connects with the Senshi No Shi! The referee goes to check on Dozier. Dozier is still conscious.

Aiello: What a maneuver by Naoki Arakawa, Steve!

Bennett: Yeah, but it don’t make a damn because the name of the game in this match is to knock your opponent out and that amazing son-of-a-bitch Eddie Dozier is still conscious!

After a moment of thinking, Naoki picks Dozier up. He goes to drive a right knee into Dozier’s face. Dozier grabs Naoki by the ankle to block it. He picks Naoki up and drives him down with a beautiful spinebuster! Dozier gets up off of the mat and looks down at Naoki. He shouts something at him as he grabs the wily veteran and lifts him off of the mat. Dozier shoves Naoki’s head between his legs and lifts him up. He drives Naoki into the mat with a delayed piledriver! Naoki grabs his neck and rolls around the ring.

Aiello: A huge piledriver right on that surgically-repaired neck!

Bennett: Yeah! Cripple the old bastard!

Dozier picks Naoki up and tosses him out of the ring. Dozier follows as Naoki continues to favor his neck. Dozier grabs Naoki by the head and puts some torque on his neck. As he works the neck, he drags Naoki up the ramp and to the stage area. Dozier looks at the digital screen next to the entrance area and runs and drives Naoki’s head right into the panel, causing it to short out! Naoki is down, but not out yet. Dozier looks over to the edge of the stage and smirks. He pulls Naoki up to his feet and walks him towards the edge of the stage. Dozier smirks as he lifts Naoki up into a crucifix. Dozier turns to the area down below and delivers the crucifix bomb that he calls Vengeance down through a table below and to the concrete! Naoki smacks his head on the ground hard! The referee hops off of the stage and to the floor. He checks Naoki, who is out cold. The referee signals down towards ringside and the bell rings!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner... EDDIE DOZIER!

Aiello: Ever since that piledriver it seemed like the match was done.

Bennett: You're damn right it was. Eddie Dozier dropped that old man right on his neck. And now he might be crippled for the rest of his career.

Camera cuts to ...

We go backstage where a black 1970 Chevrolet Barracuda roars into the garage area, and comes to a screeching halt alongside a stack of crates. Not even an actual parking space but the driver don’t care. Eavan Maloney steps out dressed in an all-black outfit of leggings and hooded denim jacket. Pepper Montana is quick on the scene with a camera crew.

Montana: Eavan Maloney, the buzz is all over social media as of late about you leaving the Shieldmaidens Motorcycle Club…

Eavan reaches over and puts a finger over Pepper’s mouth.

Maloney: I am not discussing that. Old news. Tonight, it’s the season finale of Brawl and I’m going to take William Manson to school.

Montana: What about reports about your shoulder. Surely you’re walking into this match with a huge target on you.

Maloney: I’ve had that target on me for years and only recently has it been slowing me down so finally after three years, I’m getting it fixed. But that’s tomorrow. Tonight, I’m well aware Manson is going to slow me down even further but I can’t focus on that. All I can do is continue to show Brawl management and its fans that I’m the greatest thing going in this company.

Montana nods.

Montana: At Youngblood, you came a split-second from breaking up the eventual pin that gave Darius the win and the International Title. Any aspirations in 2021 to seek out the title again?

Eavan smiles devilishly.

Maloney: Here’s the thing about snakes, Pepper. They can strike at any time. They don’t care who you are, they can lay dormant and watch prey for ages and nobody would even know they’re in danger. THAT is how I’m preparing for next season. I’d say keep your eyes open, you never know WHO will get bit.

Eavan turns from Pepper and walks away, leaving Pepper confused before they cut away...and with that, we cut to commercial.

We are back from commercial with Jessica Stroup standing by.

Stroup: Ladies and gentleman, please welcome Callie Clark!

A slight mixed reaction with more cheers than boos comes from the fans as Off With Her Head hits, but suddenly the music cuts, and after a few seconds, a new song plays instead.

Aiello: Looks like Callie has some new entrance music.

Bennett: Well she kept mentioning changes she was making, I guess this is the latest one, I like it!

Bad Reputation continues to play as Callie walks out onto the stage flanked by her bodyguard Tori Taylor behind her. Callie is wearing a leather jacket over her street clothes as she strikes a pose on the stage before heading down the ramp, straight to the ring. She gets in the ring and gets handed the mic from Jessica Stroup, as Tori enters the ring and stands behind her and Callie smirks a little as she looks around the arena, waiting for the music to cut before talking.

Callie: I'm sure you're all wondering what I'm here for, and it's two things, first, did you all see what happened on Rampage?! Finally, FINALLY, the worst losing streak ever is DEAD!

Callie has a huge smile on her face as she gets some cheers for this.

Callie: It wasn't easy, I mean I had to overcome someone much bigger than me, but size doesn't matter when you simply knock them out with a couple Thor's Hammers right?

Callie and Tori chuckle before Callie continues talking.

Callie: It was a long journey to get back on the winning side, but I knew I could get there, and I owe a big thank you to Tori, Tori you helped me realize some things I was doing wrong, some weak spots, but most importantly you helped me realize one big thing I was missing...

Callie and Tori look at each other and exchange smirks before Callie looks back at the fans.

Callie: ....that I don't need ANY OF YOU TO BE A SUCCESS!

The fans cheers turn to loud boos as Callie simply grins, soaking in the boos for a minute before talking again.

Callie: I've come out here every show, smile on my face, busting my ass and trying to be the hero, a role model for all of the kids! What did it get me? Losses...ass kickings...mediocrity, but that's all about to change because now I don't give a damn about any of that, or any of you.

Callie smirks, pausing again to soak in the boos as she looks at Tori, who nods in approval.

Callie: For months I've tried so hard to break through here, I've busted my ass, played by the rules, put all your hopes and dreams on my shoulders and fought the good fight, and you people barely cared, you disrespected me. I was having the roughest patch of my career these last few months, loss after loss, heartbreak after heartbreak, but I kept trying to be positive, trying to win you over, and what was the thanks I got? Boos, hate messages calling me a joke or saying I didn't have it anymore, losing followers on social media.

Callie shakes her head in disgust.

Callie: So I'm done trying, I'm done trying to be a hero to you losers sitting at home on your couch, wishing you could be me. I'm done trying to give your stupid annoying kids someone to look up to because you're too busy being terrible people to be a role model to them yourself. But here's one more life lesson for you kids, nice boys and girls? They finish last!

Callie laughs at the camera before going back to what she was saying.

Callie: I tried so hard to change, to become a person you all could be proud to call a champion one day, to be a hero of the people, but the fact of the matter is, you people aren't worth it. So now I'm going to beat allll of your little heroes one by one, and become a top star all on my own. Screw all of you.

Callie drops the mic as Bad Reputation hits again and she smirks before leaving the ring with her bodyguard in tow. As Callie starts to head up the ramp, she stops and grabs a sign out of a fans hand, and rips it in half before throwing it back at them, then laughing as she throws it back at them.

AN X-TREME (EARLY) X-MAS PRESENT!
[SINGLES MATCH, X-DIVISION RULES]

Eavan "Krigare" Maloney
VS William Manson

We return to ringside where the X Divison will showcase two of its stars.

Aiello: Callie Clark making a statement here tonight, and now the Serpent of Chaos is ready to… well, create some chaos in the X-Division.

Bennett: Nice Aiello… idiot. Let’s get to the ring as our first competitor is coming out.

Stroup: The following match is an X-Division contest Joining us first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at one hundred and twenty five pounds... EAVANNNNN MALONEYYYYY

Flyleaf’s “I'm So Sick” begins with nothing happening at the entrance ramp. At the 0:20 mark as BREAK is screamed...

Eavan walks down the ramp with purpose and a touch of flair, before rolling under the bottom rope and getting up on the turnbuckles to soak in the cheers and jeers of the crowd.

Eavan drops off the turnbuckles, removes her jacket and lays it aside, before she rolls her wrists and shoulders, pacing around in her corner awaiting her opponent.

Stroup: And her opponent, from London England, weighing in at two hundred and sixty five pounds ... WILLIAM MANSON!

Pyros hit and Know your enemy by Greenday begins to play, smoke begins to fill the stage and through the smoke a silhouette appears. Slowly Manson begins to walk through the smoke, his dead pan stare focused on the ring. He bears his teeth and claws his hands down his face. The then bursts down the entrance ramp, sliding into the ring teeth still beared and clenched this time towards the crowd.

Aiello: Eavan is going to be at a disadvantage size wise for this one but she’s a fighter.

DING DING DING

As Manson slides into the ring Eavan rolls out and looks at the big man in the ring. Their looking as each other and Eavan lifts the ring apron and pulls out a trashcan and tosses it into the ring. She then pulls another metal trashcan into the ring. She looks up into the ring as Willie is laughing at her. He rolls out of the ring and Eavan quickly rolls into the ring picking up both metal trashcan lids from the trashcans.

Manson rolls back into the ring as The Serpent of Chaos beings slamming one trashcan lid over his head and then the other. She gives him multiple slams to the head with the trashcan lids. William Manson appears affected by the repeated blows but stays on his feet. Eavan then kicks William below the belt causing him to bend over in extreme pain from the blow that would have been illegal in a normal match.

Eavan Maloney then grabs William by the neck as he’s bent over and performs a neck breaker on him sending him to the mat. She rolls out of the ring and looks under the apron again. She brings out a bottle of Apple Cider Vinegar.

Aiello: What is she going to do with that?

Bennett: Oh, I have an idea and I’m hoping that I’m right!

Eavan rolls into the ring with the bottle of vinegar and makes her way over to Willie laying on the canvas. She’s standing over Willie who reaches up and grabs her by the neck and holds on until he’s able to get to his feet. He then lifts her by the neck and slams her down with a choke slam.

He then picks her up and walks over the ropes and drops her neck first on the top rope. She bounces off the ropes and falls onto her back inside the ring. Willie then picks up one of the trashcan’s laying inside the ring.

He lifts it above his head lining her up for the perfect shot. She beginning move and rolls over to head side. She looks up and sees Manson standing over her with the steel chair. Manson slams the chair down onto Maloney’s head sending her back down onto the mat.

The big man laughs and looks out towards the crowd. He grabs her by the back of her tights and lifts her up one handed and carries her around the ring in a show of strength.

Aiello: He’s taking advantage of the size difference here and showing his strength over the smaller Eavan.

Bennett: I love it! Great move Manson.

Perhaps a little too cocky as he’s walking around the ring with her she picks up the bottle of vinegar and as he’s walking she trips him up causing him to call to his feet. He quickly gets to his knees and is aobut to stand when Eavan Maloney slams the unopened bottle of his head shattered it and causing it to run into his eyes. He begins rolling back and forth all over the ring with his eyes buring fro the vinegar.

Aiello: She just blinded Manson he can’t see.

Bennett: That’s the greatest X Division maneuver that I’ve ever seen! She used vinegar.

Maloney then picks up one of the steel trashcan’s and begins slamming it over his head and back of his neck over and over. Manson stops moving and laying there with his eyes closed. Eavan goes for the pin.

1…

2…

3… No, wait he kicked out. Maloney can’t believe it as she grasps her head in disbelief. She gets to her feet and picks up the trashcan again. She goes to slam it over his head and again and this time he catches the trashcan and pulls it away from her. Eavan begins kicked the bigger man in the head causing him to loosen his grip on the trashcan. She grabs it and begins beating him over the head with the chair.

Slammed chair strike.

Slammed chair strike.

Slammed chair strike.

Slammed chair strike.

After the fourth shot she rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from under the ring. Rolling back in Manson is getting to his feet. She slams the chair over his head and she drops the chair and grabs Manson and Gnat Gnat onto the chair. She covers the bigger man.

1…

2…

3!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pin fall EAVAN MALONEYYY!!

Eavan celebrates as she rolls out of the ring right after the ring and raising both arms into the air.

Aiello: She pulled it out here tonight. She won, getting the better of a game William Manson in his return tonight!!

Bennett: They're both going to feel that one tomorrow.

Camera cuts to ...

There's a huge commotion outside the main arena in the upper decks, where the Official EWC Merchandise stand is all of a sudden crowded with fans.

Aiello: What the heck is this?

The cameras get closer and closer and it's soon apparent as we see the EWC INDYSPUTED Champion Jordan Sharpe standing on top of the merch table.

JFS: What do we want?

Crowd: MORE JFS MERCH!

JFS: When do we want it?

Crowd: NOWWW!

JFS: This is unacceptable! I am the Champion of this company! The fact that they only carry three of my shirts, four hats and a a rubber bracelet is ridiculous! WHERE ARE THE JFS SCRUNCHIES! WHERE ARE THE JFS FUNKO POPS!?!

Crowd: YEAH! JFS! JFS! JFS!

JFS: To fix this INJUSTICE, we are going to rob this company of it's merch sales!

He starts picking up his merch and tossing it to the crowd, everyone clambering to get some as he passes it out.

JFS: You know what?! IT'S ALL GOTTA GO! HERE TAKE THIS XAVIER REID SHIRT AND SPIT ON IT!

He throws it up in the air and a large man catches it, spits on it, and starts ripping it up with his bare hands.

JFS: HAHA! YEAH THAT'S IT! HERE LOOK AT THIS STITCHES DOLL! WHO NEEDS THIS SHIT?!

He throws it out and an 8 year old girl grabs it and bites it's head off.

JFS: Jesus Christ! Let's get rid of the rest of this too!

He starts grabbing the boxes and boxes of merchandise, pouring it out over the concourse and letting everyone take it, even passing out the EWC Replica Championships. Everyone is in a frenzy and once everything is gone they start to clear out to watch the matches again. He claps his hands together and looks at the guy running the merch stand.

JFS: Job well done eh bud? You see I'm a man of the people. You got an easy night ahead of you now!

Merch guy: You do know if they bought your stuff instead of giving it away for free you'd get a large cut of the sales, right.

JFS: I think it's pretty obvious that I didn't.

With that, our Undisputed Champion steps away as we move to a commercial break.

Aiello: Before we get to this match with Dominic Sanders and David Miller, we understand that something is going on in the back.

We cut to the back before the match where Dominic Sanders is arguing through pained breaths with an EWC doctor.

Sanders: NO! You're not going to fucking keep me from this match!

Doctor: Mr. Sanders... you are not cleared to compete here tonight. You are in no condition to go out there!

Sanders: YOU DON'T KNOW MY BODY.

Doctor: While that may be true, sir, I AM a medical professional. You have bruised ribs. You can barely breathe. You took some heavy shots to the head only three days ago. You still have nearly one hundred stitches in your body! I cannot sign off on you competing tonight.

Sanders: Then I will sign off on myself!

Sanders pulls out a piece of paper.

Sanders: This is a waiver. This clears the EWC of any and all liability should something worse happen to me in that ring tonight. I've already signed it. If you sign it, then I am going out there and there's nothing you can do about it.

The doctor hesitates for a second. Sanders steps up closer into his face with intimidation. The doctor gulps a lump in his throat and grabs the waiver. He reluctantly signs it and hands it back to Sanders before walking away. Sanders smirks and walks off-camera where Cora is and the two walk hand-in-hand to the gorilla position.

INTERBRAND INSANITY: A WISH FULFILLED!
[SINGLES MATCH, X-DIVISION RULES]

David Miller
VS Dominic Sanders

Aiello: Ladies and gentlemen, Dominic Sanders apparently refuses to take no for an answer. Three days ago on Friday Night Rampage, he was maimed and brutalized by Ryo Hazama. A sledgehammer... a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat... these are the things with which Hazama tried to end the career, and maybe the life, of Dominic Sanders.

Bennett: Look, I've always been a fan of this tough bastard Dominic Sanders. But even I think he's crazy to come out here for an X-Divison Match with that lunatic David Miller. We might see the end of Dominic Sanders here tonight. David Miller might finish the job that Hazama started three nights ago.

Stroup: The following non-sanctioned contest is an X-Division match!

The lights go out in Madison Square Garden. 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 slowly from the back in gold wrestling tights and white boots. Instead of his typical hoodie, Sanders has a massive wrap around his midsection over his entire ribcage. He's got a huge bandage on his head just above his eyes. He slowly looks around and 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 doesn't beat his chest or roar as he usually does. He slowly walks down the ramp to the ring hand-in-hand with Cora at his side. Sanders slowly walks up the steps and onto the apron before climbing slowly into the ring through the ropes. He stares out into the crowd as Cora joins him at his side. The two share a brief kiss in the center of the ring before he turns his attention back out to the hostile crowd. He grins and nods his head as he moves over to the corner and waits as "War Machine" fades out and Cora exits the ring.

Aiello: Despite his current physical condition, you know Dominic Sanders is going to be determined tonight. He has not done very well these last few months. I don't really see him being able to walk away victorious, tonight.

Bennett: Or at all, Joe.

As cameras pan across the capacity crowd, the lights begin to lower. Seconds pass in silence, before a single tone bleeds through the speakers, leading into a hard, pounding cadence that echoes throughout the arena. Black and white video-clips begin to play in time with the beat, showing Miller shadow boxing in an empty ring, or glaring into the camera from various angles. As the music hits a raucous crescendo, becoming the metal chords of Damnation Plan's “Judgement Day,” the lights return in violent, pulsating strobes, driving the crowd into a frenzy as video clips of Miller play in a smash cut montage on the MacTron. A hooded figure marches out from behind the curtain, head bowed, and fists clenched, drawing even more fervor from the fans at the sight of the man himself. Coming to a stop at the center of the stage, Miller lifts his head and stares down at the ring with an intense, singular focus. Giving a sudden twist to pop the bones in his neck, he starts down the ramp, completely ignoring both the mix of palms straining to reach him and the middle fingers shoved towards his face.

Stroup: His opponent... Approaching the ring, from Long Beach, California. Weighing two hundred, thirty-five pounds... DAVID MILLER!

Reaching the floor, Miller stalks the inside of the guardrail and slowly circles around to the ring steps, pausing and rolling the joints in his shoulders loose as well as shaking out his arms. Suddenly exploding into movement, he charges up the steps to the apron and ducks between the ropes, immediately crossing to the far corner and pulling himself up onto the second rope, staring down into the ravenous fans below. Snapping his hands up, Miller tears the hood back to expose his stony expression, prompting an even louder reaction from the crowd in equal measures of love and hate. All of it serves to earn a smirk from Miller, but little else, as he defiantly crosses his arms and stares out into the sea of humanity. Dropping to the mat, he turns and crosses to the far side, once again mounting the second rope and peering down into the faces below, that same smirk cracking his otherwise stony visage. Stepping down to the canvas, he turns and reaches back to peel off the jacket, casually balling it in one fist before tossing it aside to a crewman and turning to face Sanders.

Aiello: And this man is as dangerous as it comes. IF Dominic Sanders is able to mount ANY kind of offense tonight, we could be in for a treat.

Bennett: I like this guy. He's your classic, beat-the-shit-out-of-you type of guy. And he smells blood in the water.

DING DING DING

Miller looks at Sanders, who limps to the middle of the ring. Miller joins him and says some things to him about it not having to be this way. Sanders reaches up and flips Miller off. Miller shrugs and drives a hard right punch to Sanders’ injured ribcage. Sanders stumbles away in a lot of pain. Miller follows and drives a hard knee into Sanders’ lower back. Miller grabs Sanders and drives his body hard into the turnbuckles. Sanders drops to the mat and rolls around in pain. Miller lays on top for a cover.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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With all his might, Sanders kicks out.

Miller slides under the bottom rope and to the floor. He pulls Sanders’ body halfway out of the ring where he’s hanging over the edge facing the floor. Miller hops back onto the apron and to his feet. He measures Sanders up and runs, delivering a hard basement dropkick to Sanders’ ribcage. Sanders falls off of the apron and to the floor. Miller climbs off of the apron and to the floor himself. He looks at Sanders, who is in a lot of pain. He picks Sanders up and sticks a shoulder into his stomach. Miller drives Sanders’ back hard into the ring apron.

Aiello: David Miller is targeting all of Sanders’ ribs here, and the former Undisputed Champion is in a lot of pain.

Bennett: This can’t go on too long, Joe. Sanders has blood seeping through that wrap. His stitches have ripped and this isn’t pretty.

Miller rolls Sanders back into the ring and covers him.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THRE-KICKOUT!

Aiello: How did Sanders kick out?

Bennett: Whatever guts he’s got left that aren’t leaving his body right now!

Miller gets to his feet and pulls Sanders up by his hand. He Irish-whips Sanders to the opposite corner, but Sanders reverses. Miller crashes into the corner. Sanders uses all of his strength to sprint after Miller. He goes to spear Miller in the corner, but Miller moves out of the way! Sanders’ head smacks into the ring post and he drops to the floor outside. The referee leaves the ring to check on Sanders. Sanders’ head stitches have been ripped open and Sanders is gushing with blood. The referee decides to call the match!

Aiello: The referee is finally ending this one, Steve!

The referee calls for the bell. But the bell doesn’t ring! Cora is at the timekeepers’ table and she has stolen the ring bell and the hammer away from the timekeeper!

Aiello: What in the world is she doing?

Bennett: Maybe she’s got cold feet! Maybe she doesn’t want him to make it to WrestleFest!

The referee is on the outside arguing with Cora. David Miller is at the ropes watching and wondering what the hell is going on. Cora clutches the ring bell as the referee tries to pry it away from her. The whole crowd watches on over this struggle as Miller looks on with confusion.

Aiello: I mean, the match is over right?

Bennett: I don’t think so! The bell hasn’t rung! Just like a match never begins without the bell, it doesn’t end either!

Miller leans through the top and middle ropes with his hands out at his side asking what is going on. Cora shoves the referee away and then quickly drills Miller in the head with the ring bell! Miller falls back into the ring and on his back!

Aiello: What the hell!

Bennett: Atta girl!

Cora walks back over to the timekeeper’s table and continues to hold onto the ring bell. In the ring, Sanders is back in! He’s up to his feet and he’s got something in his hands!

Aiello: My god. Is that?

Bennett: It’s a branding iron in the shape of Texas! And he’s got flammables!

Sanders douses the branding iron with lighter fluid and then strikes a match. He lights the branding iron on fire and tosses the flammables aside. He slowly walks over and, through a crimson mask, looks down at Miller. He drives the branding iron down into the chest of David Miller! Miller flails in pain! Sanders is leaving his mark on David Miller! Sanders pulls back and watches Miller roll around in pain. Sanders uses all of his energy and lifts the branding iron up and slams the hand of it down across the back of Miller’s head! Miller stops rolling around. Sanders tosses the branding iron aside and drops to his knees. He rolls Miller over and covers him. The referee slides back into the ring and counts!

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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

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

Cora grabs Sanders by the wrist as medics come out to check on him and David Miller. She pulls Sanders under the bottom rope and to his feet as he wraps an arm around her, blood gushing from his head and to the floor.

Aiello: Steve, I don't have a dang clue how Dominic Sanders pulled this one off tonight.

Bennett: I don't either. But how about that call back, Joe?

Aiello: Dominic Sanders used that same branding iron on David Miller at StrangleMania Thirteen. Tonight, he used it again and beat David Miller one more time! Folks, we're gonna take another quick break but when we get back, we'll see Cyrus Black and Ace King face off in a falls count anywhere match!

We move to a commercial break.

Monday Night Brawl #562 returns from commercial, and almost immediately, there is a somewhat mixed reaction as Ace King strides briskly through the Madison Square Garden backstage area, looking determined with each step. As he continues, Bob Murray tracks him down.

Bob Murray: Ace, you made some-

Ace King: Walk and talk, Bob, if you don’t mind.

Accordingly, Murray tries to match Ace’s stride as they work their way through the hallways.

Bob Murray: Well, that’s part of what I was going to ask: Is this related to your comments toward Brawl General Manager Jim Connors ahead of tonight’s match against Cyrus Black?

Ace King: It might be against my better judgment since I typically prefer to do my talking in the ring, but Jim Connors made a grave mistake at Hardcore Revolution, and tonight, I cash the-

Before he can finish his thought, he freezes in the middle of the hallway. The camera pans to the ring, only to find United States Champion Melody Malone standing in his path, the trademark scornful sneer on her face.

Melody Malone: Imagine finding you here.

She waves her hand in Murray’s direction dismissively, keeping her attention turned to Ace King instead.

Melody Malone: You’re dismissed Bob. I have some things I need to discuss with Mister King.

Murray takes his leave, and Ace straightens himself up a bit as he faces Malone, his expression as deadpan as ever.

Ace King: To what do I owe this pleasure, Miss Malone?

Ace remains relatively unmoved by the United States Champion’s presence as she looks over her shoulder to ensure Murray’s departure.

Melody Malone: Listen. I get it, alright? After what Connors did at Hardcore Revolution… I get it. You think I don’t want to see him fail too? After months of guilt and suffering by throwing me under the bus for Cyrus’ injury? Coming out publicly blaming me for him losing his MVP right before Stranglemania? But Ace, I’m warning you right now.

Melody takes a step closer, the sneer gone from her face and replaced by a stony stare.

Melody Malone: If you go out there tonight, and you hurt the man I love?

She pauses, looking down at the United States championship strapped around her waist.

Melody Malone: Then I’m going to have to hurt something… you love.

There’s a pronounced murmur from the audience as Ace raises an eyebrow following Malone’s threat. After a few seconds of silence, a thin smirk forms on his face.

Ace King: You know… If I was a real asshole… I’d say you should have embraced the Lazarus name instead.

The smirk quickly fades from Ace’s face, replaced by a glacial stare of his own as Melody’s upper lip threatens to pull up into a snarl.

Ace King: However, whether as partners or opponents, I would hope you’d know enough to know my intent would not be to maim him as Scorpio did a few nights ago. Now, we won’t be exchanging Christmas cards next month, but the one thing I’ve always respected about your man, whether it’s reciprocated or not… Any time we’ve faced off, he’s always been above board, and as a result, our matches hit harder than most.

He straightens up a bit more, tilting his head as his gaze never leaves Malone.

Ace King: We may not necessarily get along, but I’m not a monster. Tonight, Falls Count Anywhere… Anything can happen, and I’ll do whatever it takes to win, and I know I’ll get the same from him… When the bell rings, it’s over, win or lose. Between the bells… I can’t hold back, simply because I know he won’t, and I’d be doing him a disservice if I did.

Melody shakes her head, holding back a bitter laugh as she sighs.

Melody Malone: I know him better than you might think. I know he’s not going to go out there and give less than a hundred percent. I’m not asking you to throw the match and lay down for him. I’m telling you, that I’m watching tonight. I’m going to keep my eyes on this match from start to finish because I know exactly… what getting back at someone can make you do. And the minute I see you even think about sending a message to Connors through Cyrus? You’ll have no one to blame for what I do? But yourself.

There’s a pause and Melody’s voice drops a bit, looking past Ace as she keeps tabs on the rest of the backstage crew milling about.

Melody Malone: And… if after tonight, you still feel like you owe Jim another shot for what he did at Hardcore Revolution…? You know where to find me, because I’ve got about eight months of pent up frustration that winning at Parabellum didn’t even begin to cure.

Ace remains upright, though his expression softens just a little bit as he nods along with her.

Ace King: The one thing I value in this business above the competition is trust. Bell to bell, that’s it. My word is my bond…

Ace goes into a slightly hushed voice as he makes sure they’re out of earshot for any prison crew members.

Ace King: ...and I may well take you up on that.

Melody dips her head, acknowledging Ace’s statement before she takes a step back, no longer blocking his path down the hallway. She makes a sweeping gesture with her hand, beckoning him to continue on. Ace takes a few steps down the hallway, pausing briefly to take one last look back at Malone and, with a nod of his own, continues on toward the gorilla position.

INTERBRAND INSANITY: A BIG GAMBLE IN THE BIG APPLE!
[SINGLES MATCH, FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE]

Cyrus Black
VS Ace King

Aiello: This brawl finale has been a wild ride so far but it’s about to get even crazier because we’ve got two of the best wrestlers on the roster doing battle in a falls count anywhere match. It’s Cyrus Black versus Ace King... let’s do this!

Bennett: This is the next chapter in there long rivalry. Ace has got the better of Cyrus in most of the singles matches they’ve been involved in but he will always have that Night of Champions insanity cage match hanging over his head where Cyrus took the Undisputed championship from him. This one will be a war! Both of these men are desperate to prove who is the better man.

Stroup: The following match is a falls count anywhere match... Joining us first, from Carson City, Nevada... weighing in at 230 pounds ... CYRUS BLACK!!

Like a prayer by Madonna plays as Cyrus Black comes out down to the ring, his torso totally bandaged up.

Stroup: And his opponent, Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... The Gambler... ACE KING!!

Ace of spades by Motörhead plays as Ace King makes his way down to the ring.

Aiello: You have to wonder if Ace King has the advantage here due to Cyrus Black not being one hundred per cent fit after Scorpio threw him off of the cell only three days ago on Rampage. I mean look at him, he’s bruised head to toe and his body is bandaged up. I think Ace King smells blood.

DING DING DING

King and Black go head to head in the middle of the ring, staring each other down for a moment before Black headbutts King. King stumbles back off of the ring ropes and comes back with a big kick to Black’s sternum. It’s Blacks turn to stumble back onto the ropes as King tackles him through the ring ropes as they both fall to the outside. After rolling around on the floor and brawling for a bit Black and King both back off each other and at the same they reach underneath the ring apron and pull out a kendo stick each much for the delight of the fans.

After a brief standoff King and Black proceed to take turns in smashing each other’s body with the kendo sticks. It looks as if King is getting the better Black who seems to be in serious pain. After one particularly vicious kendo shot to the head of Black, King drops him straight down onto the steel ramp with a Sitout Gutwrench powerbomb. King makes a pin but Black kicks out just before the three count. King drags Black to his feet, with a fist full of his hair he launches him straight over the barricade and into the first row of fans.

Aiello: Oh man King just sent Black flying into the crowd! I’m starting to think that it was a bad idea Black even coming out here tonight.

Bennett: Ace King is clearly in control here. Cyrus is in serious trouble.

King is standing on the barricade now and as Black is getting to his feet King jumps backwards with a moonsault towards him but Black reads it in time and he swings a chair towards King which catches him in mid air. King has a nasty landing on the floor as Black takes a seat next one of the fans, he’s breathing out of his ass as he takes a beer from a fan and chugs it down in one go. Black takes another beer and as King is trying to get to his feet Black pours the beer over his head. This enrages King as he springs to his feet and smashes Black with his signature roundhouse kick he calls Full House II. Rather than pin Black, King picks him up and drags him through the crowd towards the exit door.

King whips Black hard straight through the exit doors and into a corridor of the MSgarden. King is relentless as he smashes Black with stiff kicks to Blacks bandaged torso. Black backs away from the Kings stiff shots and he ends up in the catering room where a few random wrestlers and staff members are hanging out watching the show and eating for the buffet. King goes for another Full House II kick but Black manages to duck it and King inadvertently catches amateur wrestler Pot Belly Frank with the kick knocking him clean out. Black spins around King and after a forearm shot to the back of the head he throws King back with a straight jacket German suplex, sending him crashing through the buffet table in the process. Black takes a Brussels sprout and forces it into Kings mouth.

Aiello: UGH! Yuck. Cyrus Black showing total disrespect to Ace King by making him eat a brussel sprout! Also someone better check on poor pot belly Frank.

Bennett: Ace King strikes me as the kind of guy who gets turned on by a
Brussels sprout. I bet he’s made love to a cabbage before.

As Black lifts King to his feet, it’s Kings turned to catch Black with a head butt. As Black stumbles back King picks up a bowl of Mash potato from the floor and dunks in straight over Black’s head. Black is blinded by the mash now as King hits another hard stiff kick to Black’s injured torso which sends him falling back first into a television set in the corner. King picks Black up and hits a Slingshot suplex on him which sends him through a set of double doors which lead to main part of the MSG lobby.

The lobby is decorated with life sized cardboard cutouts of various EWC superstars. King picks up a steel trash can and launches it at Black’s head, but Black manages to dive out of the way. The trash can smashes into the Melody Malone cardboard cutout, breaking it in half. King seems amused by this but Black sees red and he sprints towards King and leaps at him with a Bicycle Kick. It’s King turns to dive out of the way and Black ends up kicking the head straight off of the Dominic Sanders cardboard cutout. It’s Blacks turn to look amused as King comes at him once more. Just as the two are ready to go at it they realize that the President Scorpio cardboard cutout is standing in between them. Black and King both suddenly call a momentary truce as they start to kick and punch the Scorpio cutout, totally destroying it in the process.

Bennett: That is no way to treat president Scorpio!!! How rude.

Aiello: Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy.

Black suddenly springs forward and catches King with a bicycle kick. Black then lifts King up and drops him on the floor with a Kneecap Brainbuster. Black seems to have hurt himself in the process of that move and it takes him a while before he pins King. King kicks out at two and half. As Black holds his mid rift on the floor and it’s King who gets to his feet first. King picks Black up and cracks him with a European uppercut. Black stumbles back and drops to the floor next to a large glass table.

King scans the glass table and then looks up towards the balcony straight above them. King lays Black across the glass table then climbs the stairs towards the first floor of the MSG lobby. Climbing over the balcony, he’s now standing directly above Black and the glass table. The referee and members of the MSG staff and security are shouting at King not to do it but his mind is made up and he leaps off with a Corkscrew moonsault. Black rolls off of the table at the last second and King crashes through the glass table much to horror of everyone in the lobby! Black throws an arm across the chest of a bloody King for the pin as the ref makes the three count.

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pin fall CYRUS BLACK!!!

Medics are looking over both King and Black in the lobby as the camera cuts back towards the announce team at ringside.

Aiello: Dear lord some people have a death wish and I think Ace King and Cyrus Black are two of them! They have put on a brutal entertaining battle for us tonight in the brawl finale that we will remember for a long time to come.

Bennett: Cyrus Black picking up a huge win here but I have to wonder what the consequences of this match will be for both these men. They both have big matches coming up soon and they both look hurt. King has his clash with Hazama coming up on the Rampage finale and then he’s got his rematch against Killjoy Ito at Wrestlefest. Cyrus is heading into Wrestlefest to fight Dominic Sanders, but I have wonder if either men will make it now.

Aiello: King fell straight through a glass table but i think Black looks in more pain than him. I hope both men are ok. Folks we will be back with you after we get the MSG lobby cleaned up. And someone better order more brussels sprouts.

We move to a commercial break.

INTERBRAND INSANITY: PUNCHING YOUR TICKET TO WRESTLEFEST!
[SINGLES MATCH, WINNER EARNS A SHOT AT THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AT WRESTLEFEST XVIII]

Clay Byrd
VS Gabrielle Visconty

Aiello: Up next folks we’ve got a match that has big implications for the International title scene heading into Wrestlefest! It’s Gabrielle Visconty versus Clay Byrd. The winner will get a shot at the championship at the big show.

Bennett: Yes it’s a big fight alright, I mean both Byrd and Visconty have been around this championship for over a year now. Clay Byrd winning the vacant championship earlier in the year and then dropping it after StrangleMania. As for Gabrielle Visconty, she’s been chasing this title for a long time. I think she must feel that now is the time for her to step up to the mark.

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall... the winner will become the number one contender for the EWC International Championship... Joining us first, from Plainview... Texas, weighing in at 295 pounds ... CLAY BYRDDD!!!

'Gunnin For You' by Nick Nolan plays as Clay Byrd makes his way out to the ring.

Stroup: And his opponent, from Indianapolis... Indiana, weighing in at 136 pounds ... GABRIELLE VISCONTY!!!

”I Am The Fire” by Halestorm plays as Gabrielle Visconty comes out to the ring.

DING DING DING

Visconty is on Byrd right away, leaping in the air and hitting him with a European uppercut, she then springboards off of the middle ropes and catches him in the face with a superman punch. He’s stunned but he doesn’t go down as Visconty again springs from the ropes towards Byrd. This time Byrd catches her in mid air, and with no effort at all he walks over to the ring ropes and tosses her over the top rope. Visconty lands on her back hard on the outside. Byrd seems pleased with himself.

Byrd follows Visconty to the outside, picking her up off the floor by the hair he swings her around and straight into the fan barricade. Byrd then picks Visconty and runs her back first into the ring post before rolling her back into the ring. Visconty is looking hurt as she crawls towards the corner to get away from the advancing Byrd. Byrd grabs Visconty legs and tries to lift her up but she holds onto the ring ropes at the corner and as Byrd drops her she lands on her feet. Visconty then springboards off of the ropes and catches Byrd in the jaw with a Springboard Elbow Smash. Byrd drops to one knee as Visconty jumps onto his shoulders but he’s too strong for her and he uses that strength to twist her body round as he stands his feet he drops Visconty onto the mat with a body slam. Byrd then mounts Visconty.

Bennett: Clay is riding Gabi like sea biscuit.

Aiello: Does that mean he owes Tommy Love money?

Visconty slides away from Byrd as he gets to his feet. Visconty uses the ropes to her advantage springboarding off again and catching Byrd her trademark spinning wheel kick move she calls Wrath. Byrd drops to the mat this time and Visconty quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle, she then leaps off and lands on Byrd with a Double Rotation moonsault. Visconty makes the pin but Byrd throws her off on the two count. Byrd and Visconty get to there feet at the same time, Byrd throws himself at Visconty and catches her with a spear that sends her half way across the ring. Before Byrd can make a pin Visconty rolls out of the ring.

Aiello: Smart move by Gabi. Clay might have had her number there.

Bennett: Gabi’s doing well so far but how much more can she handle from big Tex?

Byrd goes to the outside as Visconty uses the ring apron to pull herself to her feet. Byrd charges at Visconty and goes for another spear but she leaps straight over him and Byrd ends up spearing the steel ring steps. Visconty rolls into the ring as the ref begins to count Byrd out.

The ref is up to an eight count as Byrd slowly gets to his feet. He makes it into the ring at the nine count as Visconty climbs to top turnbuckle. Just as Byrd gets to his feet Visconty jumps at him and takes him back down with her trademark move Angelbomb. Visconty then quickly climbs back to the top rope and leaps off against, this time landing on Byrd with her finisher The Falling. Visconty makes the pin and gets the win.

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, pin fall GABRIELLE VISCONTY!!!

Gabrielle rolls out of the ring and makes her way up the ramp as Clay Byrd gets to his feet and kicks the ring ropes in frustration. Gabrielle blows him a kiss from the top of the ramp which only makes him more angry.

Aiello: Clay Byrd is not a happy guy, I wouldn’t wanna cross him. Gabrielle on the other hand is a happy gal because she’s heading to Wrestlefest to challenge Darius for the International title.

Bennett: Clay Byrd was so unlucky tonight. It just wasn’t to be but I’m sure he’ll keep on fighting like he always does. That chip on his shoulder continues to grow, and I feel sorry for whoever faces his wrath.

Aiello: Next up folks, it’s main event time!

Camera cuts to ...

The camera cuts backstage inside The Love Club locker room where we find ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love, Xavier Reid, Samantha Hamilton and Joseph ‘Orion’ Hunter. There is a knock at the door and it slowly opens as Brawl’s Bob Murray pops his head in

Murray: Everyone decent in here…

He looks at Tommy and smiles

Murray: Well as decent as you can be…

Bob pushes the door open and walks in with his camera crew but Tommy stands up to meet him and looks down at his watch.

Love: It’s about damn time…

Murray: You are not the only one on the show Tommy…

Love: Yeah but we are the Main Event Bobby so we should take top priority...and trust me, I have a lot to say…

Tommy flashes a smile as Bob and his crew gets ready.

Murray: Ok, I’m here with…

But Tommy grabs the microphone out of Bob Murray’s hand and shoves him out of the frame.

Love: Now I sat there and listened to our opponents over the weekend and my ears started to bleed...seriously you two, that’s the best you had for us...Darius, do you know how lucky you are? It took the BOD stripping Xavier of that championship for you even to have a chance to become a EWC Champion because God knows you would have never been able to beat a champion for their championship...you’ve proven that in the past, every time you are the challenger you fall flat on your face...you want to run down and take your shots at Xavier for losing the Undisputed Championship...ok, well at least he had his name on that championship and he will again after WrestleFest pal, you...you failed at Hardcore Revolution...you failed to beat Scorpio, something Xavier and Samantha didn’t do, they made the most of their moments against Scorpio and walked away champions while you...you walked away butt hurt and empty handed…

Tommy nods

Love: Yeah you may be the ONLY champion in this match tonight but you are kidding yourself if you think that makes you special...you are the weakest link in this match Darius...and it’s not even close. Every person in this match has wins over you...WINS!!!! You have never beaten Xavier or Samantha and if either were given a shot at that International Championship you’d lose that gold belt and the one thing that makes you interesting…

Tommy shakes his head

Love: And what’s your game plan for this match...floating a conspiracy theory that Samantha was brought in to replace Xavier? Trying to drive a wedge in this team before it even starts...come on man, do these two look weak minded?

Hamilton: Seriously, dude. If I wanted to commit - as you so elegantly put it - career suicide ….

Sam pulls her right index finger across her throat.

Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I’d literally end my career my goddamned self.

She actually does something normally reserved for shoots and flips the camera off.

Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Fuck you and your thoughts! You have that strap BECAUSE OF ME! Have you forgotten the idiotic stunts you pulled off to get my attention last season, because I didn’t! YOU dragged MY HUSBAND away, temporarily took him hostage …

Sam grimaces as she shakes her head.

Hamilton: You couldn’t even fucking come to ME, no. You took the ‘easy’ and ‘cowardly’ way; yet for all of those efforts, you truly should view yourself as very, very fortunate. See, Hazama made fun of me having to ‘step up my game’, but I have absolutely no doubt that were he in the exact same position as me - and you’d been stupid enough to try pulling that shit off against Nevaeh? You’d be dead, Darius. Maybe literally.

I ‘spared’ you simply because I wanted you alive to personally kick your ass. There’d be no pleasure going to any further extreme degrees, and certainly not any legal way to do so.

But I digress. Fuck you and your judgement calls when your own have been very, very shitty quite a few times. I already told Ace, so now I’m telling you - you don’t get to say what I can and can’t do with my life. This is fucking 2020, not 1920. Fuck off with that type of noise.

Reid: You think I gave up the International Championship...no, it was taken away from me...it was decided in a room by the GM’s of the EWC without me, Tommy or any of our lawyers present...in those mere 126 days I did what Clay couldn’t...I stabilized that championship, I made it important again and I took that championship into Night of Champions and doubled up just like Cyrus had a year before me...could you have done that Darius...no, you are not capable of filling my shoes as the International Champion. While I went to the Rumble and beat Bosa and Scorpio in the same night you couldn’t even crack the Top Ten in the Rumble and honestly pal, I’ll be shocked if you walk out of WrestleFest with it...and as far as me able to trust Samantha come on man, is that your way of trying to get into my head...to make me grow eyes in the back of my head...I have respect for Samantha Hamilton and I trust her completely as she does with me...this isn’t about ego here, it’s about us becoming the singles biggest force in the EWC...and as far as me being worried that Samantha is my ‘replacement’...Tommy’s new favorite client well if I was as fragile as you I could see that, I mean clearly you have these are worries with Elissa but WE are all on the same page...

At this, Sam raises a finger and quickly adds.

Hamilton: Speaking of how we function … I can say this much. You obviously either need to get laid, or aren’t getting enough good sex. But the absolute last thing I do with Tommy or Xavier or anyone else in the Love Club is anything sexual-related. That was actually one of my very first conditions - EVERYTHING that is done is on a strictly professional note.

Fuck you for those mere implications.

Sam shakes her head in disgust, allowing Xavier to continue.

Reid: The fact you went there shows how simple minded you are Darius and explains why you’ve had so little success here on Brawl...you ask what happened to me since I nearly kicked your face in Brawl in Louisville...well I went on to win THREE championships, ‘the Reid I knew wouldn’t pair up with Tommy’...you think you know me…

Xavier pauses to laugh while Sam scoffs.

Hamilton: Let alone hearing him think he knows either of us. Darius, you’ve already made one huge mistake even before the bells ring. You’ve said some stupid shit and, once again, made this personal. Maybe not for Xavier, but for me? Oh yes, yes you did.

You should know how that works out, and now … well ….

Sam allows the words to trail off as Xavier continues speaking.

Reid: The fact you didn’t see me hiring Tommy shows how little you really know me...this man is a winner…

Xavier drapes his arm around Tommy’s neck

Reid: Every client he’s managed went on to become a champion and I was no different...if you had a brain inside that thick skull of your you would have hired him the second Gabi cut him loose but I was the only one with the foresight to hire him...Samantha saw his value and picked the phone up and made the call and took the first steps in creating this unstoppable force that’s going to take over the EWC in 2021…

Love: We will be one big happy family long after you become the former International Champion and are back opening the shows on Brawl…

Tommy laughs as Xavier lets him go

Love: And what does the 46th President of the United States have to add...nothing but his normal lies and conspiracy theories about how President Mac is out to get him, how he’s stacked the deck against him...how it’s all Mac’s fault...well if President Mac was this much of an asshole before Rampage imagine what he will have in store for Scorpio now…

Reid: I have to wonder how much your heart and focus is on these matches of late Mr. President...with all the attention you are giving Mac and this fight over ‘The Presidency’ you are letting things slack in your professional career. That loss to Cyrus Black, which normally nobody would hold against you, caused a few alarms to go off...you seem disinterested in anything that doesn’t involve Mac and that can’t be a good feeling for your tag team partner this week...especially going into a match against two people who have shown they can beat you are your best...how do you think we will fare against this version of the 46th President?

Without missing a beat, Sam offers her two cents to this talk.

Hamilton: Probably pretty easily. Not to say he won’t hit hard. I don’t doubt that part. But it’s like you otherwise said. We’re not Mac. The issue with his logic, though, is we do support Mac and are, so to speak, anti-Team Scorpio. Resisters so to speak, and if only for that reason, he should get his head screwed back on a bit more straight.

Or … not. It’s his choice, but I think he’s making a huge error in being so tunnel-visioned.

Reid: Samantha and I aren’t here to try and fix the EWC or mold it to our liking...we are fine with the EWC and fully support Mac and honestly enjoy seeing this cause you so much pain Scorpio...we understand that you are not use to someone else calling the shots and it’s difficult for you to fall in line but your feud with Mac doesn’t really concern us past this match...honestly YOU don’t concern us after tonight…

Love: This will be a preview of what’s in store in 2021 for the EWC, Xavier Reid and Samantha Hamilton, under the watchful eyes of yours truly and tonight we just the EWC just how powerful a UNITED Love Club will be…

Tommy smiles and shoves the microphone back at Bob Murray and points towards the door as to say ‘leave now’ as we move to a commercial break.

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VS Darius & "President" Scorpio

Aiello: It's time for our main event of the evening! With our night and this season of BRAWL coming to a close, we are in for a treat as we see two of the Love Club teaming up in this unique match, with Xavier Reid and Samantha Hamilton teaming up to take on the International Champion and a man looking to secure the presidency of EWC, Darius and Scorpio!

Bennett: It's gonna be a helluva fight tonight Joe, with Reid looking to take his frustrations out on Darius and the drama between Hamilton and Scorpio continue to flourish!

Stroup: The following match is our main event of the evening, a tornado tag match scheduled for one fall! Joining us first...

We never get as far as the entrances for this match however, as we find Darius, Hamilton, and Reid tearing into each other backstage! Things quickly make their way to the ringside area as Scorpio and his President's Men arrive in timely fashion, a smirk on the face of the self-proclaimed President as the ref calls for the bell to start this already chaotic main event!

DING DING DING

Hamilton has her sights on Scorpio as soon as possible, the two trading blows as Reid continues to tear into Darius with a flurry of offense before sending the new International Champion into the corner, following close behind with a hard clothesline that takes Darius down to the canvas! Meanwhile, Scorpio and Hamilton continue to brawl until the Titaness sends Scorpio soaring over the top rope with a dropkick!

Reid picks Darius up, but Darius breaks out and hits some hard lefts and rights on the former Undisputed Champion before giving Reid a taste of his own medicine by sending him into the corner...only for Reid to dodge a clothesline by Darius! Hamilton continues the attack on Scorpio, ready to send him into the steel steps...but he turns things around, sending the Titaness careening into the steps instead with a sickening thud!

Aiello: Things have already descended into madness in our main event tonight, folks! Love Club looking to stand tall against the combined forces of Scorpio and Darius, but it seems things are looking up for the unique d--

Bennett: Don't you dare call them a duo, Joe! Scorpio made it damn clear that he has no interest in actually aligning himself with the man he beat at Hardcore Revolution!

The chaos continues inside the ring as Darius slowly gets to his feet, only for Xavier to catch him with a neckbreaker! Reid stays on the attack, working the neck of Darius as Scorpio continues his own attack on the Titaness on the outside. He picks Hamilton up, looking to send her into the barricade for extra damage...but the 'President' gets a surprise as Hamilton sends him flying instead, and Scorpio topples over the barricade into the crowd!

Meanwhile, Reid locks in an armbar on Darius but the champion is able to fight out of it, picking Reid up into a hard scoop slam. He ventures out of the ring, looking underneath for a weapon...and finds a baseball bat! The ref is pleading with Darius not to use it, but the only thing stopping him is Hamilton running into the ring...Darius takes a swing at the Titaness but misses, opening himself up for a DDT by Hamilton! Sam sees the opportunity and goes for it, getting a cover on her old rival!

1...

2...

KICKOUT BY DARIUS!

Aiello: Darius not letting Love Club get the better of him tonight, but look!

Bennett: Here comes our President, Joe!

Scorpio's come into the ring with a steel chair, a crazed look on his face as Reid charges at him...CRRRRRAACK goes the chair against Reid's head! Scorpio goes after the Titaness next, and it's a two on one assault as Darius grabs the bat, each man taking turns doing damage against their common enemy. The ref has lost all control of the situation now as Darius sends Hamilton into the corner, charging at her with the bat in hand and connecting to the chest as Scorpio once again focuses on Reid...who catches Scorpio with a kick to the chair, which slams against Scorpio's face!

Scorpio drops the chair as Reid gets to his feet...but Darius is right there with a bat to the back! Darius continues the attack until Hamilton charges in, hitting a running bulldog on the International Champion! She slams Darius with punches as Reid grabs Scorpio, pulling him in for a Package Piledriver...but Scorpio sends him up and over with a back body drop! Scorpio immediately springboards off the ropes, hitting a moonsault on Reid! EXECUTIVE ORDER! Scorpio with a cover on the former Undisputed Champion!

1...

2...

HAMILTON SAVES THE MATCH WITH A DROPKICK ON SCORPIO!

Aiello: What a save by the Titaness, keeping the Love Club's chances alive in this main event!

Darius spoils this moment however, sending the Titaness over the top rope as Scorpio picks Reid up, looking to hit the Heel Turn...but Reid counters out of it! He's pulling Scorpio in tight...PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! Reid gets the cover as Darius tries to run in and stop it, but Titaness keeps him at bay! 1...

2...

...3!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... XAVIER REID AND SAMANTHA HAMILTON!

Reid barely gets a chance to celebrate however, as Darius slams Hamilton against the apron before running in with a spear on Reid! The two come to blows as officials come down to break it apart.

Aiello: Folks, the Love Club of Reid and Hamilton have pulled off the win tonight, but Darius is not having any of it!

Bennett: What a helluva way to end our season of BRAWL, ain't it Joe?

Aiello: Indeed, but it seems as though we're not completely through just yet!

As the aftermath of the main event settles and Samantha Hamilton, Xavier Reid, and Darius are sent to the back by officials, Scorpio is left in the middle of the ring with Crème de la Crème and a handful of his President’s Men. The backstage curtain parts and one by one members of the technical support crew bring down a table, two chairs, and microphones…

Aiello: Well, on Rampage President Mac guaranteed us tonight he and Scorpio would be signing their contract for the President vs. President match at WrestleFest and it looks like he’s chosen now to do it!

Bennett: We also saw he and Duggan discussing stipulations and it sounded like Mac wanted this to be a way to remove Scorpio from his life – what’s the son o’ bitch gonna pick?!

The 46th President of The United States seethes as he gets to his feet and his guided to one side by his team. The crew set up the table and chairs in the middle of the ring ready for the contract signing when “Coming Undone” by Korn blasts over the speakers. The crowd go wild for President Mac as he emerges onto the stage, a smile on his face, and a contract in his hands! He waves it above his head as he strolls down the ramp, greeting a few fans on the way. As he reaches the ring he makes eye contact with Scorpio and his expression falls…

Aiello: Folks there’s absolutely no love lost between these two. Scorpio has called Mac a ‘weak and pathetic’ leader and for almost a year and a half has accused him of bias and favouritism; on the Rampage just gone Mac referred to Scorpio as a ‘cancer’ in the EWC and told him the attack on Summer Heart is something he would never forgive.

Bennett: This has become one of the most personal battles we’ve ever seen in the EWC.

President Mac climbs into the ring, not taking his eyes off of Scorpio once, before he throws the contract down on the table. He’s handed a microphone by one of the technicians and takes his seat at the table. The S-Factor grins widely as he lays a hand on the contract for the match he’s been after for months. He takes his seat and passes the contract off to Crème de la Crème who slips on a pair of diamante-encrusted reading glasses and begins to assess it. Scorpio is handed his own microphone.

Scorpio: I knew you’d relent eventually Daniel… it shows how weak and pathetic you are… what was it you said to me once? Oh yes…

He stands up and puts on a mock Canadian accent.

Scorpio: We don’t negotiate with terrorists! My decision is final!

The S-Factor laughs to himself as boos rain down on him and he takes his seat again.

Scorpio: PEOPLE OF THE EWC THIS IS THE BIASED, STRING-PULLING, VICIOUS LITTLE IDIOT YOU HAVE FOR A PRESIDENT! A man who one minute refuses to speak to me and the next minute is giving in to my demands. Does that sound like the steadfast strong businessman you want in charge of your company? I don’t think so. When I have proven him as physically useless as he is mentally and you elect me as your rightful leader I will give you an EWC that is so powerful, I will be a President you can at last be proud of…

The fans begin a chant of “MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!” and Scorpio rolls his eyes as he stares ahead at his future opponent. President Mac pauses for a few moments and lets the crowd continue chanting his name as by their side Crème de la Crème keeps checking the match contract. Finally Mac raises his own microphone.

Mac: You done?

Scorpio: Not as done as your career will be after WrestleFest baby.

The 46th President blows Mac a kiss as if he’s just landed an impressive smackdown however Mac simply stares ahead.

Mac: I hope you were listening on Rampage, I meant what I said. I’ve tried to ignore you, I’ve tried to reason with you, I’ve tried to offer you support and help, I’ve tried to rehabilitate you. Through it all you’ve proven yourself to be irrefutably a cancer in this company—

Scorpio: Oooooh! Irrefutably, such a big word for such a simple man. Who taught you that one?

Mac: What you did at YoungBlood is a felony offence – Summer isn’t a wrestler she’s my fiancé and my personal assistant—

Scorpio: How cliché, the boss and the assistant.

He smirks as Mac shakes his head and continues on; the crowd are of course booing every one of Scorpio’s interruptions.

Mac: But she understands this sport and she understands how we do things, there’s no point you serving a suspended sentence for a crime you’ll never regret committing. The only way to make you pay will be in the only language you understand, this sport. Like I said Scorpio I consider you a cancer in this company and for us to go forward into Season 22 for the good of the EWC I need to cut you out. So yes… I’ll give you your WrestleFest match…

Scorpio: Thank you, that wasn’t too hard was it? Crème pass me the contract!

The S-Factor holds out a hand however by his side Crème has just reached part of the document that’s clearly concerning her. She looks up at Scorpio and shakes her head as a slight smile develops on Mac’s lips and he raises the microphone.

Scorpio: With the following stipulation – if you lose you’re fired.

The crowd go INSANE at that idea! Scorpio is wide-eyed as Crème shows him the contract and he checks the bit that stipulates his firing if he loses. He clenches his microphone tight and gets up from his chair, kicking it over and screaming at Mac with a list of expletives that the Rampage censor only just about manages to bleep out.

Scorpio: OH HOW DIDN’T I SEE THIS ONE COMING?! OF COURSE! OF FUCKING COURSE! Yes you’ll give me my WrestleFest match because you’re honouring the bitch in your bed and the intimate relationship between her face and the parking lot floor I created, but in reality this is all a ploy isn’t it? You can’t handle me coming out here and unmasking the vile little man pulling strings behind the scenes to give his boys and girls every opportunity in the world and stamp down anyone else who tries to make it big with real talent. So yes you’ll give me a WrestleFest match where I’m sure your referee will count three as quickly as they fucking can at the same time as your lighting technicians shine the spotlights in my face and your ringside crew distract me at every opportunity… OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MACHIAVELLIAN SCHEME TO RID YOURSELF OF THE THORN IN YOUR SIDE…

Mac: Scorpio settle down and let me finish—

Scorpio: OH SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU BALD-HEADED, WEAK-WILLED, USELESS PIECE OF SHIT CEO! EVERYBODY LOOK AT THIS LOSER, LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE FOR A LEADER – LOOK AT HOW HE CAN’T FIGHT ME FAIRLY HE HAS TO SCREW ME OVER AGAIN TO GET HIS WAY! One day the world’s going to open their eyes and realise I was right all along Daniel, one day they’re going to pull the wool out of their eyes and see you for what you really are.

Scorpio is now pacing the ring looking as furious as ever. He sneers and grimaces before he turns to Crème off-mic and begins to rant and rave about the stipulation offered to him.

Mac: I thought you’d have that reaction… which is why that’s not the only stipulation…

Scorpio: Oh let me guess, I have one arm tied behind my back?

Mac: If you lose our match at WrestleFest, you’re fired…

Scorpio: Or why don’t you blindfold me? Make it fairer that way, huh?

Mac: But if you win…

Scorpio: Fuck it Daniel, make it the entire EWC and Danny Mac versus Me, really guarantee you that win!

Mac: … you become the President of The EWC.

Scorpio stops dead as the crowd falls silent.

Aiello: WHAT?!

Bennett: WHAT?!

The crowd can’t believe what they’ve just heard, and frankly neither can Scorpio. Mac looks deadly serious as he pulls the contract away from Crème and thumbs through it. He finds the relevant page and slides it across the table to Scorpio who begins to check it.

Mac: You and me, President vs. President, WrestleFest 2020. If I win you’re gone from my company and we can move on without you. If you win I step down and you take my place at the helm, you can run the EWC in exactly the way you think it should be.

Scorpio: … you’ll do that… you’ll just hand over the EWC to me?

Mac: You beat me fair in square in this ring, you get the Presidency.

Crème rushes to her President’s side as she tries to counsel him, almost certainly to be cautious in seeing the prize for his win and accepting the stipulation of losing his career if he loses the match. In a move that will surprise absolutely nobody The 46th President entirely ignores any sage advice or wisdom as he picks the pen off the table and signs his name on the contract. He slides it across to Mac who signs it as well.

Aiello: And just like that it’s done. We have a WrestleFest match down… President Mac vs. Scorpio, President vs. President, Career vs. Career…

Bennett: President Mac is a crafty son o’ bitch and he won’t have made that offer without thinkin’ he can take out the S-Factor. Can you imagine an EWC with him as the leader?!

Aiello: I’m not sure I can imagine an EWC without him either, he’s been such a prominent figure on every EWC show. One of those outcomes will be a reality at WrestleFest though… the new President… or looking for a new job…

President Mac scoops up the contract and stands up. He gives Scorpio one last stare-down before he eyeballs the camera and winks. He climbs from the ring and heads up the ramp with the signed contract safely in his possession as Scorpio is ecstatically doing laps of the ring shouting at Crème and The President’s Men that he’s done it. He climbs up onto the contract table and raises his microphone.

Scorpio: Did you hear that?! DID YOU HEAR THAT?! GET READY FOR SEASON 22 BITCHES – THE SCORPIO ERA IS JUST BEGINNING!!!!!!

He throws the microphone down and raises both hands as “Hail To The Chief” plays out. The last shot of Brawl is Scorpio stood with his hands raised basking in the glory of being one step closer to ousting Mac and taking ownership of the EWC while President Mac stands on the stage clutching the contract for their match, staring back down at his WrestleFest opponent.

Aiello: Well folks that’s all we’ve got time for… what an amazing season finale this has been and we’ll see you next month at WrestleFest and next year for the return of Monday Night Brawl!

Bennett: Who knows what this place will look like then…

Aiello: That man right there could be our next President. Mac has played his hand in the hopes of winning big and ridding the EWC of The S-Factor… but it could go so horrendously wrong for him…

Bennett: Son o’ bitch better know what he’s doing…

The last thing we see is Mac and Scorpio continuing to stare each other down, their showdown at WrestleFest on the horizon as the show and this season of Monday Night BRAWL comes to a close.

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO: Roozilla
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Xavier Reid
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Russ (Scorpio)

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BRAWL #562 MVP(s): Xavier Reid & Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

BRAWL #562 MATCH OF THE NIGHT): Xavier Reid & Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton VS Darius & "President" Scorpio

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