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We now head over to ringside where Marcus and Valentina are standing by with some social media comments
Woo: What a show its been so far. We wanted to take a moment to check in with everyone on social media. #WrestleFest #WrestleFestXVIII #WFXVIII and #EWC have been trending world wide since Thursday afternoon. Lets have some of the tweets from our EWC Superstars pop up on the screen
Woo: Those were just a taste of some of the things being shared on twitter right now about WrestleFest. This is the biggest event of the year, the last PPV of the season and the twitter love is overflowing
Gomez: Keep the tweets coming, we love seeing the interactions
We open up Backstage. The camera peeks inside a lone room and sees Samantha sitting down in her locker room. For the time being, she's alone, seeming to reflect on her upcoming match. Her focus is distracted as she sees and glances up and flashes a coy smile towards the camera man.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: There are a lot of things I could go on and on about. Like the fact I've never denied losses, nor whom to. It's laughable how Ryo seems delusional I don't do much of anything. Dishonest? Ignorant? And yet, I saw more of that from him in his promos, particularly the latter. At least Melody was better in certain regards, but that still doesn't mean I'll just let anything die tonight. Not willingly.
Sam shakes her head in annoyance and disgust from side to side.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: But honestly? It's not about to do me any good. Put up or shut up time will be here in mere hours, but ... before that ....
The Titaness shoos the camera man away
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: I need to get dressed. Before I meet Melody and Ryo in the ring, we'll see one another at Dominic's wedding. I'll definitely at least see the Siren. Ryo? Depends if he shows up or not still. Anyway, shoo. You don't get to watch me get in a dress for free.
The door is slammed in the camera man's face, forcing the Titaness out of view
We return to ringside where the guitar sound of "Suffragette City" hits the arena as the lights dim low before strobing between red and the pitch blackness of the arena. Just as the loud guitar riffs echo throughout the arena the lights starts pulsing red and Iggy Swango emerges from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music.
Dobrev: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds, representing DSR VOL II and America's Most Hated... IGGY SWANGO!
Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out with an air bass playing along with the music before making her way down the ramp. She throws the devil horns with her hands as Red and Black confetti streamers come raining down from above on her way down to the ring. Iggy rolls under the bottom rope and pops up on her knees in the middle of the ring. She slowly stands her to her feet before raising her hands into the air once more.
Dobrev: And her opponent, from New York City, New York, weighing in at one hundred and fifteen pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Tori Taylor... CALLIE CLARK!
A red carpet is rolled out going from the stage to the bottom of the ramp, and Bad Reputation hits. Callie comes out with Tori walking out behind her, and strikes a pose showing off her cosplay as Lexa from The 100 as pyro goes off behind her. Callie's paparazzi takes pictures of her as she walks down the ramp, taunting the fans as she goes. As she reaches ringside, Tori goes ahead of Callie, holding open the ropes so Callie can step through, and walk to the middle of the ring, where she strikes a pose again while winking at the camera. She then goes to her corner as the music cuts.
DING DING DING
Iggy Swango comes full charge at Callie Clark, Callie Clark backs up into the ropes, ordering the referee to get Iggy Swango back. The referee does just that, mildly annoying Iggy Swango. Callie Clark comes back from the ropes and Iggy Swango charges at full charge again, this time, Callie Clark ducks under and slides underneath the bottom rope. Callie Clark stands behind her bodyguard Tori Taylor as Iggy Swango audibly shouts 'come on!' from inside the ring. 'Look at the piece of trash in the ring' Callie Clark shouts from outside the ring. Callie Clark regains her composure and heads up the steel stairs to enter back into the ring, ordering the referee to get Iggy Swango back.
Once in the ring, the two of them lock up in the center of the ring. Iggy Swango goes to shove Callie Clark but Callie Clark places her foot behind Iggy Swango's leg and trips her up. Callie Clark simply laughs at Iggy Swango as she scuttles back to her feet. Callie Clark goes to grab Iggy Swango but she floats behind Callie Clark and catches her by surprise and connects with a German Suplex. Iggy Swango is quick to her feet and laughs at Callie Clark as she clutches the back of her head. Callie Clark gingerly gets back to her feet, this gives Iggy Swango the opportunity to connect with a few repeated running knee strikes to the side of Callie Clark's head, but still, Callie Clark attempts to get back to her feet. Iggy Swango goes for another running knee strike but Callie Clark catches her by the elevated leg, slamming her down to the mat, knee first.
Iggy Swango cries out in pain as Callie Clark stumbles to her feet. Callie Clark is slow to her feet but eventually manages. As Iggy Swango starts to get to her feet, Callie Clark starts striking the injured knee relentlessly, stomps, kicks, knee strikes of her own, any which way to injure Iggy Swango's knee further.
Woo: Callie Clark's been taking it to Iggy here, not letting up for a moment!
Gomez: Iggy needs to be really careful or she's gonna end up right back on the shelf!
Callie Clark refuses to let up on damaging Iggy Swango's knee, realising that this may be her opportunity to win the match. 'Your arm, your leg, how many limbs can I damage?' Callie Clark shouts as she continues to damage Iggy Swango's knee. Callie Clark went for the knee one time too many, however, grabbing Iggy Swango by the ankle and giving her the opportunity to kick Callie Clark in the side of her face with her good leg. Callie Clark stumbles back a little, giving Iggy Swango a little reprieve. Callie Clark charges back at Iggy Swango her grabs her by the back of the neck and rolls her up for a school girl cover, Callie Clark kicks out at two. Callie Clark is quick to her feet, Iggy Swango is a little slower, but the two meet in the center of the ring and trade punches with one another as they scream obscenities, the crowd in attendance fire up over the rapid-paced blows from the two women.
Iggy Swango manages to get the upper hand by shoving Callie Clark backwards and connecting with a stiff roundhouse kick. Callie Clark stumbles backward into the ropes, bounces off and steps right back into the clutches of Iggy Swango who delivers a awkward looking bridging Fisherman Suplex, due in part to the weight placed on her bad knee. Regardless, Iggy Swango pins Callie Clark but only receives a two count. Callie Clark slips outside of the ring once again before Iggy Swango can grab a hold of her and once again consoles with her bodyguard, Tori Taylor. Callie Clark starts to circle around the outside of the ring, again demanding the referee keep Iggy Swango back. As the referee calls to Callie Clark their back is turned to Iggy Swango who, unbeknownst to her, is tripped up by Tori Taylor on the outside. Iggy Swango doesn't fall over however.
Iggy Swango shouts at Tori Taylor on the outside of the ring, this gives Callie Clark the opportunity to slide into the ring and connect with a modified Sling Blade to Iggy Swango. Callie Clark goes for a cover but because of how close Iggy Swango was to the ropes, Iggy Swango manages to put her foot on the bottom rope to the displeasure of Callie Clark.
Woo: Despite Callie's best efforts here, Iggy shows she's got a lot of fight left in her!
Gomez: You've gotta wonder when things are gonna get real ugly, though!
Callie Clark confronts the referee about the count, despite Iggy Swango getting her foot on the ropes. The referee warns her that they are the authority of the match and will disqualify her if necessary. Callie Clark isn't happy with this but obliges. Having wasted so much time arguing with the referee, Callie Clark turns around right into a spinning roundhouse kick from Iggy Swango. Callie Clark doesn't go down, instead she falls to one knee.
Iggy Swango charges at Callie Clark and connects with a running knee strike right to the side of Callie Clark's head before going for a quick cover. Callie Clark kicks out. Iggy Swango lifts Callie Clark to her feet and backs her into the corner of the ring with a shoulder tackle, she delivers several more shoulder tackles in the corner of the ring before backing up and going for a high knee in the corner, Callie Clark catchers her, however, and connects with a Urinagi. Seeing her downed opponent, Callie Clark begins ascending to the top rope, Iggy Swango is quick to her feet and pulls Callie Clark down so that she is hanging in the tree-of-woe.
Iggy Swango backs up and charges once again, going for a lowe dropkick, Callie Clark lifts herself up and Iggy Swango collides crotch-first with the turnbuckle post. Callie Clark gets herself out of her predicament, steps down from the ropes and grabs Iggy Swango, dragging her into the middle of the ring where she attempts the Lights Out (Small Package Driver), Iggy Swango slips out of it, turns Callie Clark around and connects with the Non-Zero Possibility (Jumping Piledriver) to pick up the pinfall and the victory.
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via method IGGY SWANGO!
Aftermath of match immediately after bell - celebration etc
Woo: She was hurt earlier on but Iggy Swango managed to tough it out to pick up a big victory here tonight.
Gomez: Callie Clark was robbed, she should have had this match won.
Woo: How so? How was she robbed?... Wait, what is this?
As Iggy Swango celebrates her victory in the ring, Callie Clark is standing outside the ring holding the back of her head. Callie Clark orders Tori Taylor into the ring and, unbeknownst to Iggy Swango, Tori Taylor clocks her over the back of the head with a forearm. Tori Taylor grabs Iggy Swango by the back of her head and throws her over the top rope and to the floor below. Tori Taylor steps over the ropes and outside the ring and grabs Iggy Swango by the back of her hair and drags her over to the commentary table where Callie Clark is already clearing the top of the table of any loose items.
Iggy Swango squirms within Tori Taylor's grip, however, with one swift motion Callie Clark clocks her over the side of the head with one of the television monitors that were placed on the commentary table. Iggy Swango crumbles into a heap. Tori Taylor lifts Iggy Swango up into a Powerbomb position and waits for her signal. Callie Clark puts her thumb up to give Tori Taylor the signal and Tori Taylor powerbombs Iggy Swango through the table, the commentary table shattering into half a dozen pieces on impact. Iggy Swango lies unconscious among the debris of the commentary table as Callie Clark and Tori Taylor admire their handy work.
Woo: That was unnecessary. Can we get some EMTs out here, please? Iggy Swango could be seriously hurt.
Gomez: That is what she gets for calling Callie Clark a piece of trash.
Woo: Really, Gomez? She didn't deserve that. Folks, we'll keep you posted on any updates we get as we head back out to look around the festivities, and in a little while we'll be back at ringside as Marcus St. John takes on Kuroiki!
Mark Keaton: Hey folks, it's the toast of Canada himself, Remarkable Mark Keaton here, LIVE from the backstage area! Let's look around and see if we can get some totally rad interviews with popular EWC wank..I mean Superstars.
Mark twirls his mic around as he makes his way through the busy backstage area at Wrestlefest, there's catering carts being pushed around, staff and wardrobe assistants rushing back and forth. Mark looks right at the camera and nods.
Mark: Look's like I got one. Hey! Hey Blue Cool-Aid dude! Stop for a second, I want to ask you a few questions.
El Gran Azul: ¿Qué deseas? ¿¡No ves que estoy muy ocupado sin hacer absolutamente nada !?
Mark: Bless you. I was wondering who you were facing here tonight on the Saturday card for this huge event?
El Gran Azul: Hola señor Mark, no habla español.
Mark: Never heard of this Espanole dude, but he sounds like a tough customer. Good luck with your match. Let's look for somebody who can at least speak Canadian.
Mark walks further into the backstage area, he gives a few women a wiggling eyebrow as he passes them.
Mark: Hey, check out this guy. He's listening to some far out music too. Hey! Hey, my name is RMK and I'd like to ask you a few questions.
YAYA Banana: Oh, ello MISTER. I 'em sorry, my English ays nut very goid.
Mark: Fuck, really?! Ugh! This is so totally inconvenient! You know what, never mind! Just keep dancing to that garbage and I'll find a normal, Canadian speaking wrestler.
Mark continues his search backstage, he's a little pissed off now as he's rudely moving people out of his way to get deeper into the hallway.
Mark: Oh shit, these guys in bright yellow jackets must be a tag team or something. Hey! Hey, over here! If I can have a moment of your time, my name is Remarkable Mark Keaton!
Double Dees: Yee-haw! Good golly miss molly, we're super happy to answer any of yer questions son!
Mark: I see you guys are geared up for tag team action tonight. I happen to know quite a bit about tag team wrestling myself dudes. So who are you guys fighting tonight?
Ursus: Hey! Any of you fucks got a dollar I can borrow for the soda machine?!
Mark: Well, it looks like we got ourselves a homeless guy here. Hey, homeless guy, who do like in the main event tonight?
Ursus: I don't give two shits about no main event! I just need a dollar for a soda, I need to mix this mouthwash with something.
Mark: Here's a Loonie. See if you can get that exchanged somewhere, man. Well, I guess that's all we have time for folks, I'm Remarkable Mark Keaton signing off from backstage at Wrestlefest!
Voice: The Colosseum, is an oval amphitheatre in the centre of the city of Rome, Italy, just east of the Roman Forum and is the largest ancient amphitheatre ever built. Construction began under the emperor Vespasian in 72 and was completed in AD 80 under his successor and heir, Titus. Maybe one day they will finish building it, because it looks like a pile of shit.
The cameras pull back to reveal....
Shadow Man: Hi, I'm Shadow Man, perfecter of the shocker. Speaking of two in the pink, apparently Bobby Rose and Bunny Love... wait, those are their real names? Bobby and Bunny? For real? Creativity is going down the shitter over at EWC these days. Speaking of the shitter, I did in-fact find the number for Bunny Love in a bathroom stall, sounds like she's been passed around more times than a bowl chips at a chip and dip party.... where chips are passed around....
Shadow Man shakes his head.
Shadow Man: These are their real names? Two sets of people fucked, had these two thundercunts, and they settled on Bobby Rose and Bunny Love? I don't know how to take these people seriously, though I am worried about the stage of whatever STD they both have. Maybe neither of them should be around a ring? But what do I know, I'm only a name that appears on every single broadcast of EWCTV.... ever. But yes, Rectum One and Rectum Two are correct.... I needed the love on twitter to get by in life.
Shadow Man shrugs.
Shadow Man: I also don't know what the fuck a Jordan Sharpe is, or why I should care why a Jordan Sharpe unhinges his jaw to swallow whole Shady meat treats. Come April 1st 2021, we will see who is standing tall, and who is.... named Bobby Rose and Bunny Love. I mean seriously.... Mac has money, he has connections.... get better names and maybe a physical exam. All of the exams really. Just walk into a hospital and ask them to check for everything. Now zoom into my face.
Shadow Man: Perfect. That was bugging me. Don't forget to flick it. April 1st 2021, Shadow Man and Xplode (the cutout) will be running wild all over the Tag Team Division. Now if you'll excuse me.... I need to fuck Blake Lively.
The scene immediately cuts away as Shadow Man takes off his shirt drops his pants.
The camera cuts backstage inside The Love Club locker room as the EWC Tag Team Champions are arriving for the first of five championship matches the Club are involved in this weekend. Bobby Rose drops his bag on the bench as his tag team partner Jimmy Lane untucks his shirt from his jeans. Bobby takes a second and looks around the room and smiles as he looks at Jimmy.
Rose: Can you believe it Jimmy, this time last year we were outside on the grounds as guests...invited here by Tommy Love just to watch and hang out, we weren’t anyone of importance around here...just two old dudes hanging out with a guy that pulled out his weiner on live tv…
Jimmy laughs as he pulls his shirt off over his head.
Lane: God did we party so hard here last year, I still can’t believe Tommy got a tattoo of Cyrus’s logo that night…
Rose: I can’t believe we convinced him to do it but last year we were here just to have a good time but this year...we aren’t just two old dudes here to hang out with Tommy, no we come into WrestleFest as the EWC Tag Team Champions...champions that have taken out each and every team that has stepped up to challenge us or tried to stand in our way…
Lane: Each and every team that has stepped in front of us has gone down, starting with The Lodge in our debut on Prime and it didn’t stop there…
Rose: No it didn’t, we went to Brawl and took part in their Tag Team Championship Tournament...the 5th Seed...sure it was a bit lower than we expected but we knocked off the 12th Seed in Richard Garcia and Lavender in our first match and then the 4th Seed Damage Inc in our second match and sure we lost that night to the #1 Seed DSR Vol II we opened up a lot of eyes that night…
Lane: Yes we did...but still everyone saw us as just two old guys that needed to be sent to a retirement home…
Rose: Yeah that’s been suggested a time or two sure but we bounced back, we took out Jordan Sharpe and Faith Rivers, won two six-man tag matches, won our debut ppv match against The Porter Company, won three straight matches against The Premium Posse…
Lane: And sure we lost a six-man match on Rampage we bounced back with Killjoy against The Family…
Rose: Yes we did and at Parabellum we took out Melody and Iggy and won these…
Bobby raises his tag team championship belt and smiles
Lane: Yes we did…
Jimmy raises his tag team championship belt and smiles
Rose: We took out the WWA World Tag Team Champions The Dynamic Duo, The Bass Brothers and then backed up our win over DSR Vol II by beating them in our first championship defense…
Lane: Second trilogy win in the EWC…
Rose: Gave Donkey Punch a taste of their own medicine before dropping a match to Jordan and Faith but turned it around and beat the NOW International Champion Gabi Visconty and Wes Walker before heading back to Prime for their season finale…
Lane: Defending again against the Undisputed and Indy Champion Jordan Sharpe and Faith Rivers…
Rose: And just like that we won yet another trilogy and out some dispute in the Undisputed...but we took out everyone in front of us...that was until Blue Phoenix came a calling but my point for going down memory lane Jimmy it to point out how far we have come in a year...nobody would have thought we could have the year we did this time last year, we were just a joke...two guys who had no business still being in this business and we have silenced all the haters...or at least we should have…
Lane: Phoenix Winterborn and Stephanie Matsuda come walking back into the EWC and just think because they want these championships we are just what...going to hand them over...yes sir whatever you want...yes ma’am here you go…
Rose: That’s exactly what they think, they claim we have ‘stopped putting in the work’ yet we are the only team doing work...they haven’t wrestled together ONCE this season and yet can stand their in front of those camera and say that...it’s an insult to you, me and everything we’ve done this season…
Lane: I’ll do you one better Bobby...they come walking back in here after not wrestling as a team once this season and demand a championship match having won ZERO matches as a team...are you kidding me?
But it’s not Bobby that answers...it’s Bunny Love…
Love: It’s that kind of ignorance we are up against boys…
Bobby and Jimmy look around as Bunny comes walking out of the medical room, she adjusts her top and adjusts her shorts and right behind her steps a man we saw last night…
Frank smiles and waves as he exits the room. Bobby and Jimmy look at Bunny who just shrugs
Love: What? He’s hot…
Bobby and Jimmy shrug and nod in agreement
Rose: Not to mention super cool and a joy to be around…
Lane: And a hell of a golfer from what I heard…
Love: And a hell of a lover...I might be ruined for all other men but I’ll have to worry about that later...right now I need to focus on Blue Phoenix…
Rose: We’ve been focused on them…
Lane: Even more so after I regained feeling in my legs from being tazed by the Pope’s security team...and to think, Bobby and I were ready to turn over our lives to the cloth…
Rose: We dodged a bullet with that one but Bunny we are ready for Phoenix and Stephanie…
Lane: Yeah, I mean WE have been here ever since Rampage wrapped, getting ourselves used to the time difference, the culture...the food and them…
Rose: They stayed in the USA running around cutting terrible promos in dojos and Lunatic Asylum…
Lane: How very 1990 of them...
Rose: While we were here burning down houses and seeing the Pope...I thought that Phoenix guy said he was good at promos because this is what the kids did back in the day to show how ‘edgy’ they were...it’s played out...just like them…
Lane: WrestleFest is about doing something cutting edge, something you don’t see in the wrestling world...like the tag team champions taking a match from a team that hasn’t been a team all year…
Rose: Not tired old boring stuff like Blue Phoenix...I mean seriously this is a tag team match...why bring in straightjackets and violence when it’s not allowed in our matches...were they just trying to sound cool?
Lane: Well maybe, I mean they just talk about all the things we already talked about...there wasn’t really anything they brought to table...no added value from them...I mean we basically carried this match and did our best to make it exciting…
Rose: Yes we did but you can only carry garbage so far before people see it for what it is and sadly Phoenix and Stephanie had to go open their mouths and talk...see people realize that Stephanie is nothing more than a tired old washed up X-Division Champion who had to go outside the EWC to be someone because she couldn’t cut it here against the best in this business...she brags about being a ‘legend’ elsewhere like we care...honestly if any of the top stars here went where she was they would knock her off her spot so quick...and Phoenix, well sadly for him he’s still out there trying, I mean we were really impressed with you beating the Mean Girlz but it’s sad that they are the ONLY ones you can beat these days…
Lane: These two should be thanking us for getting them this payday but the little rude asshole want to try and run us down…
Rose: Typical ingrates, they do realize it would have taken them all of 2021 to get where we advanced them right?
Love: No...they don’t, because they believe they are better than you...YOU, the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World...and they do because you advanced them to this match...and in doing so created a ripple effect all over this business…
Love exhales loudly
Love: By you being so…
Love: STUPID it allows this Shadow Man to think he can come out of retirement and bring along this cardboard cutout of Xplode and challenge you for these championships...it allows the SOS to come back to the EWC, beat up poor Frank and think they are on your level...it allows Michael Saint to go on Twitter and excite the 229 followers with the tease of digging up El Chupacabra to make a run at these championships...you two opened the flood gates by letting Blue Phoenix pass go and get a championship match...
Rose: Well those are future Bobby and future Jimmy’s problems…
Lane: Yeah...fuck those future guys we are all about the moment and the moment is here…
Rose: The Southern Express have arrived at WrestleFest and tonight we lock up EWC Tag Team of 2020!!!
The two high five
Lane: Only in 2020 can two guys like us DOMINATE the tag team division…
Bunny nods and agrees
Love: Yeah...it’s been a pretty fucked up year for sure…
The three of them come together in a group hug but as Bunny tries to pull away Bobby and Jimmy hold on to her
Rose: One second...you smell like Frank…
Lane: Damn that guy, he’s got the good looks and smells great...some people really do have it all…
Rose: I bet he satisfies women each and every time also…
Love: Three times…I mean that’s what I heard anyways…
Rose: We need to kill those Slobs of Scotland for putting their hands on that gorgeous man…
Lane: We will Bobby...we will…
Bobby and Jimmy pull Bunny tight and smell her again as the camera cuts away
Montana: Ladies and gentlemen, here to sing the theme to WrestleFest today, please give it up for The Foxiest Ladies the EWC has ever seen, ‘Melodious Malone’ and ‘Iggance Swamglo’…Dreamy Sounds Revelation!
The camera changes to the stage area where the impossibly tall Brandi LaCroix, in the finest tiara and impersonating Melody Malone, and her impossibly tall sister, the blond Shay Kitt in her most formal booty jorts/exposed bra combination, huddle around two microphones, surrounded by a band dressed in ref shirts.
‘Malone’: Thank you, E-Dub Nation!
She motions to the piano player who starts the song.
‘Malone’: She got out of town/ On a railway, New York bound…
Kitt screws a look of bewilderment on her face as this ballad was seemingly not the song she herself had been practicing.
‘Malone': Took all except my name/ Another alien on Broadway…
Kitt searches her notes furiously.
‘Malone': Baby, baby, baby…
‘Swamglo’: Uhh…what the hell?
The song stops abruptly.
‘Malone’: What?! Did you not practice? This is so like you.
‘Swamglo’: Of course I practiced, you dick. But what are you singing?
‘Malone’: The WrestleFest Theme song…Bright Lights by Matchbox 20!
‘Swamglo’: ….are you telling me…that you have spent…the last 2 MONTHS. Rehearsing the wrong…effing…song?!
‘Malone’: What are you talking about, wrong song? It's Bright Lights!
‘Swamglo’: By Matchbox 20?! You cannot expect me to believe you would think the season 21 would want to cap off the year with a GODDAMMED BALLAD FROM MATCHBOX 20!
‘Malone’: I just assumed it was because the year was 2020. Sound logic.
Kitt lets her face register it as a possibility.
‘Swamglo’: Be that as it may, lucky for you I actually learned the correct song. Fellas?
The band starts to play “Bright Lights, Big City” by Cee-Lo Green.
‘Swamglo’: I've been living for the weekend, but no not any more/ Cause here comes that familiar feeling, that Friday's famous for/
Yeah I'm lookin for some action and it's out there somewhere…
Suddenly Ace Heart power walks to the stage. The song stops.
‘Malone’: Why Ace Heart, as I live and breathe! What brings you to these festivities?
‘Swamglo’: Did you want to get a selfie with the one time co-champions of last year's WrestleFest? Because there are other times in this day you could do this…
Heart: Actually, I'm here to tell you that you're also singing the wrong song.
The ladies look at each other incredulously.
‘Malone': Now I'll admit there might have been a bit of assumption on my part, but there's no need to besmirch my sister's honor.
Heart: The song is actually “Blinding Lights" by the Weeknd.
‘Swamglo’: Get the hell out of here…really?
Heart: Really. Now I know it isn't easy to be called out on such a large stage. So I apologize.
The sisters give each other a knowing glance. They approach Ace.
‘Malone’: Well, we thank you for coming out here to let us know. Had we continued down this path, it might've been extremely embarrassing for us.
‘Swamglo’: Yes…you really are our champion for shielding us from this soon-to-be boner.
‘Malone’: And as our champion…
In the blink of an eye, the women roll up Ace Heart as the drummer in a ref shirt counts the 1, 2, 3! Laughing, both Brandi and Shay produce exact halves of a championship belt, holding them together over Ace in a champion’s pose.
As Ace struggles to get up, the girls disperse, exiting the stage quickly to not face retribution.
Heart: We’re not even DOING THAT this year!...God I hate the 24hour championship scrambles…
The opening chords of “I Am The Fire” hit the PA system as a video montage of yesterday's Cage of Doom match between Darius and Gabrielle Visconty plays out on the Mac-Tron. As Lzzy’s voice picks up and drives into the chorus, Gabi Vee walks out from under the Mac-Tron with her International title wrapped firmly wrapped around her waist. She grins out to the overwhelming roar of the crowd as she stands at the top of the ramp, basking in the appreciation of the crowd's reception. She walks painfully down the ramp and makes her way to the ring, taking a moment to interact with the fans as she passes. Gabi reaches the ring and rolls carefully under the bottom rope. Using the ropes to stand, she pulls a mic from her back pocket as her entrance music fades. As she gets ready to speak the chants of GABI VEE starts up and climbs into a roar, bringing her to pause.
Woo: Wow! Listen to these fans show love to the new International title holder. The absolute bloodbath that she and Darius put on last night will surely go down in EWC history as one of the most violent and brutal the International Championship has ever seen.
Gomez: Don’t call me Shirley. First off, Gabi got lucky. Darius is an absolute beast when it comes to anything hardcore related. I mean, look at her right now, she can barely stand! It looks like she was in a car accident.
Woo: That is low, Gomez, even for you. We are just a week away from the one year anniversary of the car accident that tragically took the lives of her parents. This moment has to be extremely bittersweet for the young champion.
In the ring Gabi lifts the mic back to her mouth as the chants finally die down.
Visconty: Thank you. Grazie! Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
The crowd cheers as Gabi drops the mic from her mouth and leans into the corner, more from necessity than wanting to.
Visconty: Last night's match pushed me harder than I have ever been pushed in my career. To say that yesterday’s Cage of Doom was just another match… well, that would be a lie. There was so much on the line for me. I got to end this year on an extremely positive note, finally winning the International title.
She pats the EWC gold wrapped around her waist as the fans roar in appreciation of her hard fought battle. Gabi nods her head before she continues.
Visconty: Not only was last night's victory an amazing conclusion to my 2020 season, I finally shut the mouths and tongue wagging of the haters and doubters! 2020 hasn’t been a good year for me…
The fans cheer for her. Gabi smiles and nods her head as she dabs at the tears welling in her eyes.
Visconty: As many of you know, on the 19th of December last year I lost my Mother in a car crash. The very next week I lost my Father to injuries sustained in the accident. I can’t explain to you all how lost I was… But you all know the story as it played out for the world to see. I am ashamed to say that you all saw the darkest part of me at the beginning of the year. I resented my fans. I hated everyone around me. I hated myself.
She pauses for a moment as her voice cracks. The fans cheer their support at her and it strikes her hard. She drops her arms to her side and just listens to the crowd as they cheer.
Woo: Gabi Vee pouring her heart out right here in the middle of the ring.
Gomez: I can’t believe the fans are cheering for this…
She wipes a tear from her cheek before she lifts the mic back to her mouth.
Visconty: But I made it through… With the help of some very good friends I managed to turn myself around and do the right thing for myself, and in honor of my family. But I have to tell you all, last night’s match will be my last X-Division style match. I am withdrawing from the X-Division. It’s too much... I’ll gladly leave those matches to the predators that thrive there. I can’t endure that kind of match again… Just like Ruthann said prior to the match about the Cage of Doom, It did change me. I was stretchered out of that ring a different person than I walked in as.
Gabi says as she brushes her hair back to expose the heavily bandaged side of her head.
Gomez: I’ve had worse menstrual cycles than the amount of blood she shed yesterday.
Woo: Really? You’re going there?
Gomez: She never had any right to be in the X-Division.
Visconty: I heard that, Gomez.
Gabi replies as she glances over her shoulder in the direction of the announcement team as the fans cheer. Gomez holds her hands up as Woo tries not to laugh. Gabi turns her attention back to the crowd.
Visconty: So, all I have left to say is... Thank you. Grazie! Thank you to the fans that stuck with me through this rough year. Rest assured I will do my best to bring this title back to the glory it once held, back when Cyrus Black last held it.
She pauses as the fans cheer at the mention of Cyrus Black’s name. She actually claps her hands and nods her head along with the fans as they show their appreciation.
Visconty: While it does pain me to spit his name out of my mouth, I can’t dismiss Cyrus’ run with it, and all the while keeping me at bay while doing it. Saying that, I already have the wolves sniffing around my door for the title. Eaven, I hear you… Earn your shot and I’ll happily put it up. Cyrus, you claim I have a short memory for bad mouthing Dominic Sanders? Winning championships doesn’t make me respect anyone… and 'your boy' Dom has done nothing but disrespect everything he has touched. He melted down the Ashton Drake memorial cup after he won it last year. Tell me again about how we should all respect this turd?! I don’t know what you were doing in your time away, but it certainly hasn’t helped your logic and reasoning skills. Then you even bad mouthed Kyle about pretty much the same thing you're doing... I’ll kindly ask you now to shut your butt kissing mouth, ya hypocrite.
Woo: Gabi is certainly poking the bear with addressing Cyrus. Those two had a pretty involved run at each other last year. Not to mention Gabi “borrowing” the International title that she currently has around her waist from Cyrus when he was Champ.
Gomez: She’d better watch who she is bad mouthing. Cyrus didn’t have the longest title run as the International champ for nothing.
Woo: And Gabi certainly tried to end that title run more than once.
Gabi turns around as she looks out over the entire crowd in attendance.
Visconty: And before I limp my beat up, worn out self out of here, I want to tell you all that I will see you all next year! Grazie Italia!! GRAZIE!!!
Gabi shouts out to the crowd and they return her thanks with hoots, whistles and cheers. Gabi carefully rolls out of the ring as "I Am The Fire" starts to play. She celebrates with the fans as she makes her way towards the back.
Woo: Strong words from the newly crowned International Champion Gabi Vee. A truly heartwarming way to end the year for her, closing the chapter on a very rough year. I can honestly say I hope she has a great run as International Champion.
Gomez: I hope she drops it as fast as her run as Television Champ.
The camera opens to Brawl correspondent Bob Murray walking around backstage with a mic. He spots The War Queen herself, Stephanie Matsuda walking around already in her ring gear. Bob motions for the camera guy to follow him as they approach one-half of Blue Phoenix.
Murray: Matsuda! If I could have your attention for a moment.
Stephanie looks annoyed as she stares at Bob.
Murray: As you may know, a lot of people are questioning whether or not Blue Phoenix deserves a shot at the EWC Tag Team Championship. Among the reasons brought up was your lack of participation this season, and the number of losses you and Phoenix had in tag matches this year. How would you address these criticisms?
Stephanie stared at Murray for a long moment, her gaze in a relaxed state as her body loosened up even more.
Matsuda: F--k 'em.
Murray: E-excuse me!?
Matsuda: F--k 'em. F--k them, f--k their opinions, their fans, and their sorry-ass lives in general.
Murray: St-Stephanie I don't know if that's such a wise thing to sa-
Matsuda: F--k their families, their kids - especially their f--king bratty ass kids. F--k their broke-ass bank accounts, f--k their sh---y Twitter accounts with 50 followers, f--k their minuscule amount of wrestling knowledge while pretending to be something more than they are. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go out there and win my seventh championship this year.
Stephanie turned to the camera with a cold expression on her face.
Matsuda: Know it. Understand it. Believe it. And most of all...f--k it.
Murray could only stand there in silence as the War Queen walked off in a hurry. He turned to the camera guy, who by the movement of the camera, was clearly shrugging in response.
MATCH 3 - 3:00 PM LAST MAN STANDING MATCH Marcu$ $t. John Vs Kuroiki
We return to ringside following Matsuda's strong words.
Woo: Stephanie Matsuda with some very passionate words, and now the next match of the night. This one has been building for a while and these two men cannot wait to get in there with each other. It started back at YoungBlood II to correct myself from earlier in the night, and now it's ready to blow up here.
Gomez: M$J has something he needs to prove and Kuroiki has said he's going to be the man to end M$Js run. I think this match is going to be extremely volatile.
Dobrev: The following match is a Last Man Standing Match! Coming to the ring at 6'1" and weighing 210 lbs, it's The Young Mogul, Marcu$ $t. John!
"Fast Lane" blasts through the arena by Bad Meets Evil. Marcu$ makes his way to the ring.
Dobrev: And his opponent, from Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan , weighing in at weighing 230 pounds. He is The Black Tree Of Sapporo, KUROIKI!
"Immortals by Two Steps From Hell sounds off over the loudspeakers. Kuroiki makes his way to the ring.
DING DING DING
Marcu$ is preoccupied with his ring boot and Kuroiki takes immediate advantage, he runs with a hard dropkick that sends Marcu$ flying into the turnbuckle, he's stunned but doesn't fall down. Kuroiki runs again with another dropkick that sends Marcu$ into the same corner but he just staggers out, wobbly on his feet. The Black Tree runs again and dropkicks him into the corner but this time Marcu$ fly's off of his feet and falls to his butt. Kuroiki runs again and leaps high into the air with a dropkick to the head of a downed Marcu$! The Burning Truth stuns him bad as the referee starts counting. He gets to seven before Marcu$ starts hauling himself up the ropes, Kuroiki runs again but this time Marcu$ ducks and flips him over his back with a high back body drop that sends Kuroiki high in the air and he lands back first on the ring post to the outside!
The referee rolls out and checks on the injured wrestler, Marcu$ tells him to count him out. Marcu$ can see that Kuroiki is stirring by count six and will make it to his feet somehow. He rolls out of the other side of the ring and starts pulling tables out from under the ring. Kuroiki makes it to his feet by eight and leans on the barricade. Marcu$ has three tables out now, he opens them and stacks them on top of each other right at the bottom of the ramp. Kuroiki is staggering along, walking with great pain in his back. Marcu$ nails him with a superkick out of nowhere! He picks up The Black Tree and slams his head off of the ring apron then rolls him back into the ring.
Marcu$ rolls in then points to the tower of tables at ringside. He picks up Kuroiki in a powerbomb position but Kuroiki flips over his back, he slaps Marcu$ with a right and left combo followed by a blazingly fast spinning back fist that floors him! The ref counts but Kuroiki just hauls him to his feet knowing he'll beat the count. Kuroiki picks up Marcu$ into a vertical suplex, he holds him there for a moment then throws him into a sit-out powerbomb! Peaceful Passing connects hard and the referee starts his count!
Marcu$ barely stirs, he moves his hand and lifts his head but that's it....
He rolls to his side but he's way too far away to make it to his feet....
Marcu$ quickly rolls out of the ring and stands up!
Woo: Marcu$ is up, I thought this one was over there!
Gomez: So did I and everyone else, Marcu$ is showing some fighting spirt right now. Win or lose here, he's proving himself.
Kuroiki stands on the ring apron, Marcu$ staggers around then turns into a flying side kick by The Black Tree! The kick sends Marcu$ back and over the commentary table! Woo just barely gets out of the way as Marcu$ falls into his chair. Kuroiki sits Marcu$ up straight in the swivel chair, he then starts pushing it around the outside of the ring with a seemingly passed out Marcu$ sitting in it. Kuroiki starts running really fast and shoves Marcu$ right into the side of the barricade! Marcu$ slams his head and falls out of the chair. Kuroiki picks up the chair and slams it down hard on Marcu$.
The ref counts but Marcu$ gets to his feet by eight. Kuroiki drags him over to the commentary table and dumps him on top. He hauls Marcu$ to his feet, then picks him up in a vertical suplex position then turns him around setting up his Powerful Memories but Marcu$ slips out behind him! He picks up Kuroiki on his shoulders and flips him backward upsidedown on his head through the table with Bread and Butter! The crowds chant - Holy shit- as Marcu$ scrambles out of the wreckage. The ref starts his count....
Kuroiki kips up! He falls back down quickly but the action counts as making it to his feet!
Woo: Kuroiki refuses to be beaten in this one, he will not stay down!
Gomez: Kuroiki is standing tall by his word to end Marcu$.
Marcu$ can't believe his eyes. He hauls Kuroiki to his feet and gives him a hard Irish whip right into the ring post! The Black Tree doesn't fall but staggers around, he rolls himself into the ring. He staggers back to his feet and sees Marcu$ flying off of the top ropes! Marcu$ slams both feet into Kuroiki's chest and stomps him right to the canvas with a super Money Stomp! The referee counts, Kuroiki digs down deep and makes it to his feet by eight! Marcu$ quickly grabs Kuroiki's arm and digs his foot into his neck then falls back with an Eat Defeat! Kuroiki staggers off of the ropes then Marcu$ grabs him into a modified Cobra clutch! The Million Dollar Dream is in deep! Kuroiki is fighting it but it looks like he's starting to pass out!
Kuroiki lifts up Marcu$' legs and slams him backwards into the turnbuckle! He quickly follows that up with a hard headbutt, it drops both men! The referee starts counting and both men make it to their feet by nine! Marcu$ and Kuroiki now start resorting to strikes and they trade lefts and rights, both refusing to yield, each punch and chop getting harder and harder! Marcu$ swings a wild left haymaker that Kuroiki ducks and quickly hoists Marcu$ up on his shoulders for an electric drop but he instead runs across the ring to throw Marcu$ over the top ropes but he kicks the top ropes, backflipping over Kuroiki and grabbing him in a waste lock, he twists and German suplexes Kuroiki over the top ropes and right through the three tables!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner MARCU$ $T. JOHN!!
Marcu$ rolls out of the ring jumping up and down. He points at the downed Kuroiki and then tells a random fan to look at it. M$J looks up at the sky and points. Then he heads to the back. Medical staff help Kuroiki up, his facial expression is gloom and he doesn't seem to be aware of what is going on as he's helped to the back.
Woo: Marcu$ just picked up his biggest win to date, and now he ends his first season 3-3. I'm sure he's looking to make a splash next season.
Gomez: Kuroiki put up a fight but in the end, Marcu$ wanted it that much more. I do have to be worried about Ku's facial expressions post match though.
Woo: WE still have so much more to come folks, do not walk away! Our next match will be the Tag Team title match between The Southern Express and Blue Phoenix but we have so much more before then as well!
Woo: Well I for one didn’t think Friday could be topped and yet it’s only getting more and more exciting here at WrestleFest! We just had a fantastic Last Man Standing match, big congrats to Marcu$ $t. John.
Gomez: Well if you wanted a break from it all and a chance for a snooze I hear the new Mrs Mac and her brother Ace Heart are standing by… great…
The scene heads backstage and the Mac Tron comes to life showing legendary interviewer and correspondent Ace Heart. He gives a smile to the camera as the crowd cheers him loudly, glad to see him well after almost receiving a curb-stomp at the hands of Scorpio on the season finale of Rampage.
Ace: Thank you, you’re too kind. Ladies and gentlemen I am beyond proud to be standing beside my little sister Summer Mac!
The camera pans back again and there’s an even louder cheer as Summer smiles to the camera. Her wedding ring is visible, the gold glinting in the lights of the interview area, and the smile on her face is wider than we’ve ever seen before. She and Ace share a brief hug before he brings the microphone between them.
Ace: Now this is the first time the EWC fans have seen you since YoungBlood and his actions…
Summer: It is indeed, and I’m happy to tell you all that I’m feeling good, I'm healthy, doing just fine. Scorpio tried his hardest to break me apart to get to my husband, and I have to congratulate him he did a hell of a job, but nothing keeps a Mac or a Heart down. I’m here in Rome ready to watch him reap what he’s sewn. He woke up something in my husband that I haven't seen before. Scorpio is in for a big surprise on Monday.
A huge pop from the fans.
Summer: So listen up Scorpio .. and I know you’ll be watching .. your ego is far too fragile to miss the opportunity to check out your handiwork. It’s going to take much more than a knock-off designer heel and some choice words to take me down, and it’s going to take a HELL of a lot more to take down my husband. Need I remind you that President Mac has over 100 wins to his name, need I remind you that President Mac is one of the most celebrated and feared in-ring competitors, AND NEED I REMIND YOU THAT AFTER WHAT YOU’VE DONE THAT MAN WILL WALK THROUGH FIRE IF IT MEANS TAKING YOU DOWN AND RIDDING THIS COMPANY OF THE POISON THAT IS SCORPIO?!
The crowd cheer loudly again and a chant of “SUMMER! SUMMER! SUMMER!” breaks out. A slight smile cracks over her face before she takes a deep breath.
Summer: And when it’s over, when you’re laid in the middle of that ring contemplating the fact your wrestling career is done, I’ll be there ready to wave you off personally as you disappear into the night and the EWC gets to move on without it’s so-called 46th President. Won’t that be .. how does it go?
She winks to the camera.
The crowd explodes with cheers as Ace gives a beaming smile of pride to his younger sister. The scene fades out as the crowd continue chanting for Summer Mac.
Finally, the moment we have all been anticipating: The Wedding. The camera pans around the Fontana del Globo, right outside of Stadio Olimpico. Right in front of the Fontana del Globo is a custom golden arch, flowers, and a podium. Chairs are set up all around the area, all facing the podium. In those chairs are numerous friends and family of Dominic Sanders and Cora Whittaker. Several EWC superstars are also in attendance: Jason Hunter and his friends Jun Yao and Chris… Samantha Hamilton and her husband Joseph Hunter… Kyle Gautier… Jamie Love somehow found his way in and is there with Maria Love and Lorenzo… they happen to be seated near, but not next to, Buddy Love and Bunny Love… The elderly Southern Express are there in their wrestling gear, sure to make a quick exit to go defend their Tag Team Championships… the FSW Champion Candy and her husband Robbie Rayder are there, surely just for the cake. Dominic was sure to have apples and a spinach salad just for Robbie… Sebastian Conner is there, sitting all by his lonesome… Adrianna Aquilla is there, possibly looking to sweep a groomsman off of his feet. I don’t know. The lovely couple doesn’t even know her… Phineas Yi, Maurice Yensman, Meat, Tater, and Je’Mario Unger all chop it up near the back as they scout the ladies at the wedding and plot their plan to have a great evening… and, finally, the President of the EWC Danny Mac and his wife Summer are seated near the front.
The camera pans over to the side where The Iggy Swango Experience, minus their bassist Iggy Swango, is set up. The crowd turns to a hush as ISE begins to play a slow song. After a few bars, we can tell that they are playing an instrumental version of Godsmack’s “I Stand Alone.” At the top of the steps leading to the Fontana del Globo stands Jaden “Xplode” Hunter in a suit.
He makes his way down the steps and walks slowly towards the podium. He holds a script in his hand as he walks around the podium and stands in front, ready to officiate the wedding.
The band slowly fades out of “I Stand Alone” before quickly blending their tune into “War Machine” by Kiss. The crowd turns their attention, once again, to the steps. Dominic Sanders stands with his groomsmen behind him. Next to the groomsmen are the rest of Cora’s wedding party, waiting their turn to enter. Sanders walks down the steps and down the aisle in a blue suit and a gold tie.
He smiles and greets a few of the friends and family members on his way to the podium. He stops at President Mac and shakes his hand, the owner of the company saying a few words to Sanders. Sanders walks up to the podium and shakes Xplode’s hand before taking his place in front of it.
Next to come down the aisle are the Best Man, Gil Griffin, and one of the co-Maids of Honor, EWC United States Champion Melody Malone. They walk arm-in-arm and both have smiles on their faces as they make their way towards Sanders at the podium. They separate and Gil stands next to Sanders. Melody stands opposite of them.
The other co-Maid of Honor, the victorious Iggy Swango, limps her way down the aisle locked arm-in-arm with DJ Frank, who keeps trying to steal glances of her booty in her tight bridesmaid dress. They separate once at the podium and go to their places.
Following them is Cora’s older sister Violet. She walks arm-in-arm with Ethan Alexander. The two reach the podium and split off to their places.
Next is Cora’s younger sister, Aurora, and Dominic’s former tag team partner Ace King. Ace winks at his wife, Shelley Silver, as they pass by. Once at the podium, the two break their arms and Ace winks to Sanders. They go to their spots.
Finally, the last duo in the wedding party, come down the steps. Cyrus Black walks arm-in-arm with Cora’s cousin Mae. Cyrus does a goofy little dance down the aisle. Sanders rolls his eyes while we see Melody bite her lower lip. They get to the podium and split. Cyrus walks over to Melody and smacks her on the ass, causing her to giggle lightly. He walks over to Sanders and smacks him on the ass this time, causing him to sigh audibly. Cyrus grabs Sanders by the head and plants a big kiss on Sanders’ cheek. Sanders shoves Cyrus and the two laugh. Cyrus takes his place.
Next up is the ring bearer. Rory Hyland carries a pillow with the rings attached to it. Rory, of course, is in a bow tie and no shirt. He walks down the aisle and then stands off to the side.
Finally, it’s time for the… flower girl? A reluctant Clay Byrd walks down the aisle slowly, tossing rose petals onto the ground. People in the crowd laugh and giggle as Clay shakes his head. Sanders covers his mouth, laughing uncontrollably, as do the rest of the wedding party. Clay takes his place next to Rory.
Iggy Swango Experience stops playing "War Machine." The crowd stands up and turns to the steps. ISE begins playing “Canon in D Major” as Cora Whittaker walks over to the top of the steps with her father, Roy.
Cora and her father walk slowly down the steps as the crowd smiles and takes pictures with their cell phones. They slowly make their way to the podium. Roy hugs and kisses his daughter. He turns to Dominic and shakes his hand, pulling him in for a hug, as well. He walks over and takes his seat next to Cora’s mother.
Melody walks over and grabs Cora’s bouquet and walks back to her place. ISE stops playing the music and Xplode turns his microphone on.
Xplode: We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Cora Leigh Whittaker and Dominic John Sanders Junior as they proclaim their love and commitment to the world. We are gathered to rejoice, with and for them, in the new life they now undertake together. To begin, we invite Cora’s sisters, Violet and Aurora, to read a couple of scripture passages.
Violet walks over to a side podium and lowers the microphone to her mouth.
Violet: 1st Corinthians chapter 13, verses 4-8. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
Violet walks away from the podium. She is replaced by Aurora, who adjusts the microphone appropriately.
Aurora: A reading from Genesis chapter 2, verses 18-24. The Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.” Now the Lord God had formed out of the ground all the wild animals and all the birds in the sky. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name. So the man gave names to all the livestock, the birds in the sky and all the wild animals. But for Adam no suitable helper was found. So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man. The man said, “This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man.” That is why a man leaves his father and mother and is united to his wife, and they become one flesh.
Aurora walks away from the podium and back to her place, sharing a smile with her big sister Cora. Xplode resumes his duties.
Xplode: Cora and Dominic, the relationship you enter into today must be grounded in the strength of your love and the power of your faith in each other. To make your relationship succeed it will take unending love. It will take trust, to know in your hearts that you truly want what is best for one another and to learn and grow together. It will take faith to go forward together without knowing what the future holds. Now, if anyone present believes that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.
Suddenly, a man stands up.
Man: YEAH! I object!
The crowd looks over to see Tommy Love standing there.
Love: Marriage is a fraud! Everybody knows you can live perfectly fine in life without marriage! It’s a mistake, Dominic! Don’t do it!
Before he can continue, Rory Hyland and Clay Byrd are over and grab him. They lift Tommy off of the ground and up onto their shoulders. They walk him up the steps and away from the wedding. The crowd shakes their heads, especially those associated in some way with Tommy Love.
Xplode: Alright. Let’s move on. I believe that Ms. Iggy Swango has a special gift for the lovely couple.
Iggy hobbles slowly over to Iggy Swango Experience and grabs her bass guitar. She steps up to the microphone and the band begins to play “Endless Love” by Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross.
Swango: My love, there's only you in my life. The only thing that's bright.
Out of nowhere, Carlos Ruiz walks up and joins Iggy Swango with a microphone in his hand.
Ruiz: My first love. You're every breath that I take. You're every step I make.
Swango and Ruiz: And I, I want to share All my love with you. No one else will do.
And your eyes, your eyes, your eyes They tell me how much you care. Ooh, yes You will always be My endless love.
Two hearts. Two hearts that beat as one. Our lives have just begun
Forever I'll hold you close in my arms. I can't resist your charms.
And love, oh love I'll be a fool, for you I'm sure.
Ruiz: You know I don't mind.
Swango: You know I don't mind.
Swango and Ruiz: 'Cause you You mean the world to me. I know I know I've found, I've found in you My endless love
Oh, and love oh, love I'll be that fool for you I'm sure.
Ruiz: You know I don't mind.
Swango: Oh you know I don't mind.
Swango and Ruiz: And, yes You'll be the only one. 'Cause no one can deny This love I have inside. And I'll give it all to you. My love, my love, my love My endless love
The guests and wedding party begin to clap as Carlos takes a seat. Iggy limps her way back over and rejoins the wedding party at the front.
Xplode: That was beautiful. Now, I believe that these two have written their own vows. Dominic, you will go first.
Sanders grabs Cora by the hands and we can hear him through Xplode’s microphone.
Sanders: Cora, I thought I would never find love again. 2017 was a year that I would never forget, but one that I never wanted to remember. When I met you in July of 2019, I knew my past nightmares would finally be replaced by the memories you and I would make for the rest of our lives. I love you, Cora, and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
Cora wipes a tear from her eye as she begins to speak her own vows.
Cora: Dominic, when I met you I knew nothing about wrestling. I didn’t know the grueling schedule and strain of seeing somebody go through the things that you have gone through. But I love you, Dominic. And I have stood by you through thick and thin over the past eighteen months. And even though tomorrow your wrestling career ends, we will always have the memories of standing side-by-side this entire time. And, with our future endeavors on the horizon, our lives together will never be the same… but they will always be with each other.
The two smile at each other as Xplode continues.
Xplode: Dominic, repeat after me: Cora, you are my best friend and everlasting companion. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.
Sanders: Cora, you are my best friend and everlasting companion. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.
Xplode: Now place the ring on her hand and repeat after me... with this ring, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together.
Sanders: With this ring, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together.
Sanders slips the ring onto her finger and squeezes her hand.
Xplode: Cora, repeat after me: Dominic, you are my best friend and everlasting companion. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.
Cora: Dominic, you are my best friend and everlasting companion. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.
Xplode: Now place the ring on his hand and repeat after me.... with this ring, I promise to stand with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together.
Cora: With this ring, I promise to stand with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together.
Cora slips Dominic’s ring onto his finger.
Xplode: And so, by the power vested in me by the State of Nevada and President Danny Mac’s pocketbook, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Dominic, you may kiss your bride.
Dominic grabs Cora by the head and leans in to kiss her. The crowd stands to their feet and cheers as Iggy Swango Experience begins to play “War Machine” once more. Cora and Dominic lock hands and hold them up in the air.
Xplode: Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Dominic Sanders!
The two soak in the cheers from the guests as they begin to walk down the aisle to the steps. The wedding party follows behind to make their exit. The scene fades out.
We cut to the food truck area, where we find the Brawl General Manager and his assistant in the middle of a conversation as they wait in line to order one of the fine meals available. The GM, Jim Connors, has a look of concern on his face...but his assistant, Timothy Kahrs, seems much more delighted.
Kahrs: So this is what WrestleFest is like, huh? Man, this has been an exciting weekend so far.
Jim quietly nods in agreement, the concern never leaving his face as they inch closer to the truck.
Kahrs: What's wrong, Mr. Connors?
Connors: I feel like you haven't been paying much attention to what's been going on, have you? I thought Scorpio was fooling around with all this President stuff, but now I'm finding out he's trying to take my job away from me?
Jim shakes his head, his face now revealing a nervous scowl.
Connors: I won't have it. Plus, now I need to have a chat with our new International Champion and...
They arrive at the truck now, as Tim pats Jim on the back.
Kahrs: Hey now, Mr. Connors, it's gonna be alright. I'll tell ya what...you go grab a seat, and I'll order our food. I'll get those steak wraps I know you like so much, okay?
Jim nods, a faint smile finally breaking through as he heads to the seating area. Tim orders the meals, and upon receiving his food walks away with his hands full...and all the while, is being watched by a small group of imposing figures from the distance. We cut to a close shot, revealing the masks of the now-familiar masks of the Reavers...their eyes focused on the rotund assistant GM making his way back to the seating area, handing food to Connors as we cut away from the scene.
The Stadium was buzzing with people getting their food and enjoying the different things that were going on and then the stadium lights went out. You could see people screaming and wondering what was going on but then everyone started to look around when 'Rise' Remix – (ft. BOBBY (바비) of iKON) play loud around the stadium while smoke starts to form around the crowd of people as the song was playing.
On the screens that were around the arena, they looked up and saw a roll of smoke and thunder, and once it cleared the image of EWC THUNDER came into view.
A close up of a red rose appears on the screen but then it slowly is pulled back to show the person who was holding it. It was no other than Luke Saito the Joker. He just grins wearing his long black trench coat with his shades on his face. He just stood there for a moment before he slowly took off his shades and still having the rose in his hand as he spoke.
Luke Saito the Joker: The season of Brawl, Rampage, Prime, and also Thunder will be coming to end this year. It is amazing how there are four brands and also there are four seasons within a year. You have Spring where people see the season as something new is on the horizon for themselves since that is when the flowers bloom to come into this world to bring light and happiness towards people. You have the Summer where people love it because they can do where they can learn more about themselves by traveling around the world then there is the Fall wear things kind of slow a time of reflection on what they have learned but then there is the season a lot of people hate. That is Winter. Winter in some people's mind feels so cold but it has the most important day that around the whole wide world celebrated together which is Christmas. Christmas is something that links the whole wide world together but there will be a single day that will link me and a fellow wrestler together for eternal.
He would then bring the rose to his nose and gently smell it before he looked back at the camera.
Luke Saito the Joker: On December 26, 2020, will be the day I will be stepping inside of that ring on Thunder with Christian Andrews. A man I have slowly started to respect without even stepping inside of the ring with. On Friday this man placed on a great showing in the ladder match representing his brand Brawl. Brawl is known to have wrestlers who are the heart and soul of the company. They are the cream of the crop many believe they are but then again they did lose to the so-called second show Rampage.
Luke Saito the Joker: The reason is that they always feel they are the best of the best. Brawl always made sure for years to have the number one player on their brand to make the other brands around them fall but he will be stepping inside of the Thunder Arena. It is a world where it doesn’t matter what brand you from because it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you walked inside of that ring. You walk right out with the cold hard cash you were fighting for. I have experience with working around a type of environment. It is more than just what you can bring in that ring it is about what you can dish inside of that ring.
Luke Saito the Joker: Now, will you be able to step into this type of atmosphere? This is something many would like to know and not only them but me. I can tell that you took many years to master and craft your abilities to make sure everything is just right but we will see on December 26, 2020, if it will work out for you. I see you then my friend.
Luke gently smiled as he bent down as the lights went out in the arena but then they came back on as red roses petals were falling from the sky.
Woo: WHAT HELL WHERE IS THESE ROSES COMING FROM!
Gomez: It's from that plane that is flying over the arena... OH MY GOSH!
The plane is flying over as it was when you could see someone standing on the top of the Arena wearing a long black trench as he just was grinning was Luke watching on as he then falls back it looks like it.
WOO: WHAT THE HELL WHERE DID HE GO... DID HE JUST JUMP!?
MATCH 4 - 5:00 PM EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH Blue Phoenix VS Southern Express
We return to ringside.
Woo: Congrats to Dominic and Cora... next up Tag team action folks, as Blue Phoenix look to win the tag titles against the ever dominate Southern Express.
Gomez: And that will be no easy feat for them. In 2018 it was NSFW, 2019 into mid 2020 DSR Volume 2 and right now it is all Southern Express.
Dobrev: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of three hundred and fifty eight pounds, they are the team of Chi-Town's Finest, Phoenix Winterborn and the War Queen, Stephanie Matsuda....BLUE PHOENIX!
Smoke starts forming on the stage as the opening chords of "Can't Stop the Bleeding" by Tom Morello begins playing as Stephanie Matsuda steps out on the stage, crouching in the smoke before Phoenix Winterborn steps in behind her, a hand rest on her shoulder with a smirk. Matsuda stands up next to Phoenix, bumping the backs of their fists together as they start to make their way towards the ring. Taking opposite sides of the ring, they slide in in front of each other before hopping up and climbing adjacent turnbuckles, posing for the crowd as their music fades out slowly.
Dobrev: Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love, from Nashville, Tennessee, Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, they are the current, defending EWC Tag Team Champions of the wooooorld.... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!
The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet, some of the older females in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane. Bunny leads the way as the pair reach out and high five with the fans as the walk to the ring, Bunny marches up the steps and steps through the ropes as Bobby and Jimmy climb up onto the apron and step through the ropes and head to opposite corners, climbing up to the middle turnbuckle to toss out bandannas to the crowd as Bunny stands in the middle of the ring pointing to both Bobby and Jimmy.
DING DING DING
Jimmy starts for the champions and Phoenix Winterborn starts out for the challengers. Winterborn and Jimmy lock up in a collar and elbow and the champion gets pushed back to the turnbuckle, the referee intervenes and they break clean. They circle the center of the ring again and lock up, Jimmy drops to a knee and gets Phoenix's back, he lifts him for a high atomic drop then a quick bulldog take down. He hooks the leg 1...Phoenix kicks out but Jimmy grabs him in a rough headlock with a fist full of hair in his other hand, the referee tells him to let go of the hair but Jimmy ignores him.
Stephanie Matsuda rushes in and boots Jimmy off of him and yells a warning. Bobby runs in and all four immediately get into a fist fight in the middle of the ring! The ref doesn't know what to do as the crowds go wild for the frantic action! Jimmy runs with a clothesline that Matsuda ducks, he nails the ref over the ropes to the outside by accident! Matsuda and Phoenix immediately drop down and roll out of the ring. Bobby still has his fists raised as he looks to Jimmy to see what is going on, his partner points to the ref knocked out on the outside. The Blue Phoenix roll back in the ring, they both now have kendo sticks!
They start expertly twirling them around while cornering the champions to a nearby turnbuckle, Bunny screams out to get their attention, she throws the champions their own kendo sticks! The crowds go wild again as Jimmy and Bobby rush the challengers, all four now are nailing each other with kendo strikes, marking up their bodies!
Woo: This match has broken down into chaos!
Gomez: Anarchy for the sake of the EWC World Tag Team Championships!
Jimmy swings his kendo stick like a baseball bat and it snaps over the back of Matsuda's head, she rolls out of the ring. Winterborn gives him the same treatment to the ribs and he goes sailing through the middle ropes with kendo splinters sticking out of his side. Bobby nails Phoenix in the back, then the shoulder and sides, he continues to wail on him until he falls to the canvas. The referee recovers and slowly rolls in the ring, Bobby quickly gets rid of his kendo stick and drops an elbow on Phoenix..1...2...he kicks out! Booby punches the canvas, he can't believe Phoenix kicked out.
Jimmy slowly crawls up and holds the tag rope, Matsuda makes her way to her own. Bobby tags in Jimmy and they both grab Phoenix in a front face lock, Phoenix lifts both of them for a double belly to belly suplex! He kips up then turns but both Southern Express kip up at the same time, they both swing a clothesline at him but he ducks and does a front somersault to tag in Matsuda! The War Queen springboards herself into the ring then gives the champions a double front dropkick!
Bobby rolls out of the ring, she picks up Jimmy, she kicks him in the stomach then picks him up for a package piledriver, special delivery connects as Jimmy's head bounces off the canvas...1...2....3!
NO! Bunny secretly puts Jimmy's leg on the bottom rope! Matsuda jumps to her feet, she's livid at the referee as Phoenix jumps through the ropes, he is also really hot at the ref as he saw Bunny Love do the act to save her man. Bobby leapfrogs over the referee but The War Queen catches him in mid air! She heaves up Bobby over her head, the camera zooms right in on his shocked expression as she nails him with a sit out powerbomb! He rolls back outside the ring.
Matsuda angrily tags in Phoenix, they wait for Jimmy to stagger to the center of the ring, they go for a front to back combo superkick that Jimmy ducks! Their feet crash into each other, Jimmy dropkicks Matsuda over the top ropes, then he grabs Phoenix for an old school roll up! 1...2....Phoenix kicks out!
Woo: The match continues!
Gomez: But for how much longer? I think this one is coming up on it's climax.
Jimmy runs the ropes, he drops an elbow on Phoenix then covers 1...2..Phoenix kicks out! He picks up Phoenix in a tombstone position, he staggers back and bounces off of the ropes, Bobby tags his back then springboards over the ropes but Phoenix kicks his legs and Bobby falls flat on his ass, he stands up in a reversed direction now with Jimmy in a tombstone position! He nails him down right on Bobby's head with a tombstone piledriver! Phoenix runs and tags in Matsuda, Phoenix lifts Jimmy in an electric chair position as Matsuda flips over for a Kai-ropractor! He rolls out of the ring knocked out!
They wait for Bobby to get to his feet, Matsuda runs to the turnbuckles and climbs up, Phoenix nails Bobby with a feint DDT, Matsuda jumps backwards off of the top ropes with a high arcing moonsault, but Booby grabs her in mid air and nails her with a code breaker at the last second! Phoenix can't believe his eyes! He waits for Bobby to make it to his feet, he nails him with a superkick that sends him bouncing off of the ropes staggering, he picks up Bobby but the champ slips out the back door, he spins Phoenix around and scoops him up for a tombstone position! He staggers to the Blue Phoenix's corner, then he slowly starts climbing the ropes using core leg strength!
The fans stand up as they see what is coming, Bobby is now standing on the top ropes with Phoenix in a tombstone position and at the far side of the ring, Jimmy is standing on his turnbuckle making the sign of the cross motion before both men jump for a SUPER goodnight tombstone piledriver in the middle of the ring!! 1...2....3!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall and stiiiilllll EWC Tag Team Champions THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!
Southern Express begin to celebrate in the ring, they are joined by Bunny who has their tag titles. Bunny holds the titles high. Blue Phoenix stand outside the ring and glare the champions, a look of determination on their faces where normally angry or sadness would be. This one is far from over.
Woo: Southern Express maintain their spot as one of the most dominant teams we have seen in recent memory. That was successful defense number three for the team!
Gomez: But Blue Phoenix, that look in their eyes. I don't think this one is over.
Woo: We shall see what happens next season folks. For now though, we are going to head backstage as we hear from a few people before tonight's MAIN EVENT! Triple Threat elimination match where each fall has a stipulation for the United States title. Let's head to the back!
The feed kicks in to show a rather large crowd gathered around Gabrielle Visconty. Gabi is wearing a beanie pulled way down on her head in a poor attempt to cover the wounds left from last night's battle against Darius. She looks exhausted, bruised and generally worn out, but she soldiers on as she offers the fans surrounding her a warm smile and conversation with an EWC Superstar. Callie Clark now walks up, flanked by her bodyguard Tori Taylor, and she nudges Gabi out of her way.
Callie: Oh whoops, didn’t see you there. Should pay attention to people coming though.
Gabi shoots Callie a look of total disgust before she rolls her eyes. She looks from Callie to Tori, then back to Callie before she replies.
Gabi: Awww. That’s okay, Callie, I know people of your talent level have trouble navigating crowds, even with a service pet.
Callie scoffs and looks over at Tori, and motions for her to stay calm as she smirks back at Gabi.
Callie: Cute, unlike you. You’re looking a little worse for wear...and you’re outnumbered. I don’t know if you saw, but we just destroyed Iggy.
Gabi chuckles harshly as she fires back her own smirk. She reaches up and pulls the beanie off her head, exposing a large bloodstained bandage on the side of her head, along with some missing hair. There are a few gasps at the aftermath of the battle against Darius from the fans surrounding them.
Gabi: While you were playing patty cake with Iggy, I was going to war with Darius. And trust me, I’d much rather be in the ring with you than against someone like Darius.
Gabi replies in a matter-of-fact tone. Callie laughs and shakes her head.
Callie: I’m not sure you do. Sure you beat me before, but that was when I was playing nice, pretending to give a crap about what these people,
Callie motions to the fans around in disgust.
Callie: These hypocritical people thought of me. But look at what I’ve done since I stopped caring, I beat two Shieldmaidens, and I broke Iggy in half. I’d hate to see what happened to them happen to you.
Gabi: Just two Shieldmaidens? Hmmm.. I think I am at 3 or 4 now, including Sam Hamilton. I’ve also beat Iggy as well as you… And as far as giving a crap, I think we are even - I stopped giving a crap about what you were saying after the second word out of your mouth.
Gabi folds her arms across her chest as she cocks an eyebrow at Callie, who smiles before responding.
Callie: That’s okay, because your opinion is just as irrelevant as everyone else’s here. Now why don’t you run along and go pop some more pills to take care of those injuries of yours?
Callie crosses her arms and grins, proud of herself. Gabi laughs at Callie’s words. Gabi: In case you are still having trouble figuring things out, I was here before you… I am sure you still don’t understand, Cowie.
Gabi sharply lets out an annoyed sigh as she grins at Callie.
Gabi: Maybe if I explain it to your ‘bodyguard’ she can relay it to you in a series of barks and grunts that you might understand?
Callie: Tori might not talk much, but that’s because she doesn’t like to associate with addicts. But since you wanna refer to her as a dog, here’s a command. Tori, sick her.
Tori suddenly starts to move towards Gabi. Gabi quickly slaps Callie across the face, stunning her, then shoves her back into Tori. Gabi tries to step to the side but only manages a painful hobble… It is a far cry from the speed or agility that Gabi normally displays. Callie lashes out with a wild right hand that hits Gabi in the injured shoulder, drawing a yelp of pain from her. The fans scatter like leaves in the wind as a melee starts to bust out. Tori brushes past Callie and thrust kicks Gabi square in the gut, sending her stumbling back and onto her butt. A little blood begins to seep through her shirt where Callie hit her in the shoulder.
Callie: Should have walked away when you had a chance.
Callie kicks Gabi in the side of the head, but before she can do anything else, security comes running in. Realizing she won’t get a chance to do further damage, Callie walks off, satisfied at the damage she did. Gabi rolls onto her back, obviously in pain as security comes over. She holds the side of her head as she glares at Callie and Tori as they walk away.
We move back to the Whittaker-Sanders wedding at the Fontana del Globo outside of Stadio Olimpico. Dominic and Cora Sanders have finished taking pictures with the photographer and are now walking around after having their first dance. They mingle with their guests. Inside Stadio Olimpico, the Tag Team Championship match has just ended, with The Southern Express retaining the Championships. A buffet-style dinner has been served: beef tenderloin, roasted chicken, baked potatoes, potatoes au gratin, roasted corn, brussels sprouts, cauliflower rice, bacon-wrapped green beans, cheese platters, and salad. The beer, wine, and spirits are flowing for those who can partake.
As the camera looks around, the guests are enjoying themselves. Samantha Hamilton and Joseph Hunter dance on the dance floor. But on the opposite end, Melody Malone and Cyrus Black are also dancing. Melody glares a hole right through Sam Ham, who pays no attention to her opponent in two hours. Nearby, Ace King and Shelley Silver are dancing, as well. Ace notices Melody’s cold stare at Hamilton and tells Shelley that it’s definitely time to go eat dinner.
Kyle Gautier is talking with Dominic and Cora. We can’t hear what they are saying, but we see Kyle pull out a fancy long gift box. Dominic pulls the lid off of the box and sees two satin sashes. One says “Mr. Whittaker” and the other “Mrs. Sanders.” The Sanders couple snicker and thank Gautier for the gift.
Jamie Love, Lorenzo, Maria Love, Bunny Love, and Buddy Love were all seated together. A number of empty beer bottles are on the table, hoping to get the liquid courage to fully tolerate each other as a group. They sit mostly quietly as they eat their dinner. Bunny breaks the silence when she mentions Tommy Love getting ejected from the ceremony and the table goes into a raucous discussion.
Candy and Robbie Rayder are enjoying themselves after Robbie’s win on Friday night. Robbie has a plate full of spinach salad with a balsamic vinaigrette. Candy skipped the main course and went straight to the dessert table. She’s got a slice of chocolate cake, a bowl of vanilla ice cream, a cherry tart, and a chocolate milkshake in front of her. She is, obviously, enjoying herself.
Sebastian Conner, Jason Hunter, Jun Yao, Chris, and Adrianna Aquilla are all at a table… a very awkward scene. No one really says a word, but Sebastian Conner keeps trying to break the silence by taking selfies and showing everybody. He also keeps showing them his glass of wine, for some reason.
Maurice Yensman, Phineas Yi, Meat, Tater, and Je’Mario Unger are over at the bar talking with Cora’s two sisters and a few of her female cousins. Aurora Whittaker gets offended by something Yensman says and she throws a martini in his face and then kicks him square in the balls. Yensman drops to his knees in pain. To add insult to injury, Violet Whittaker slaps him hard across the face. Yi, Meat, Tater, and Unger shake their heads and walk away with the five ladies. Cora and Dominic, who heard the commotion, smirk and shake their heads.
Clay Byrd and Iggy Swango are in a very heated discussion about music. Clay, of course, is arguing that Willie Nelson is the greatest musician of all time. Iggy argues that David Paich is, by far, the greatest. A shirtless Rory Hyland stands nearby, constantly holding a fresh drink for Iggy.
And, of course, Gil Griffin and The Limit have commandeered a bottle of Jack Daniels. They are off to the side trading swig after swig, trying to get as drunk as possible.
With the scene set, finally, the deejay finishes playing the song that the couples were dancing to.
Deejay: Ladiiiiiiies and gentlemeeeen. It is time to cut the cake!
Dominic and Cora walk over hand-in-hand to the table where a large, extravagant wedding cake is. The guests get up from their tables and come over from the bar to watch. Dominic and Cora cut two small pieces of the almond-wedding cake. Dominic feeds Cora a piece of the cake. Cora smashes one in Dominic’s face. Laughter fills the area, followed by cheering. As Sanders takes a towel to wipe off his face, suddenly Daryl Prichard appears out of nowhere and drives Sanders through the wedding cake and the table with a spear! Immediately, all of Sanders’ groomsmen make a bee-line for Prichard. Prichard gets up quickly and sprints off. Sanders isn’t exactly hurt, but he’s pissed and covered with cake. Cora holds her hands on her mouth, not able to believe what just happened. We fade away.
The camera cuts outside Stadio Olimpico to one of the secondary rings set up out on the grounds, Xavier Reid and his father Chico Volando are watching one of the matches...the match as it turns out is for the ANDELE Heavyweight Championship. For the second year in a row the EWC partnered up with ANDELE to showcase their championship and last season the fans of the EWC saw Chico, under the El Volando mask defeat his brother Villano Volando to win the ANDELE Heavyweight Championship to the shock of the Volando family and the EWC fans in attendance...tonight we find another Volando challenging for the championship as Tlatoani Volando, someone the EWC fans got to know when he traveled with Xavier all of last year, is facing the defending champion Nic Taylor. Xavier turns and looks at his father.
Xavier Reid: So what happened with you and that championship after you left WrestleFest last year?
Chico smiles and looks back at his son.
Chico Volando: They were set to allow me to defend it but Villano sent his lawyers in, he claimed he didn’t lose to Chico Volando but he lost to El Volando and that El Volando should be the ANDELE Heavyweight Champion, so I was all for showing up the next week as El Volando and defending the championship but two nights later at a house show Villano had Vertigo put on the El Volando mask and he beat the living hell out of him...payback for me beating him...and won the championship back…
Xavier Reid: So how did Nic end up with it?
Chico Volando: I used that Venmo app and sent the sound guy a hundred dollars to play my music in the middle of the match, Villano got distracted and Nic rolled him up in a schoolboy for the 1...2….3!!! I wasn’t even in the arena, it was amazing...anyways Villano beat up the referee, the ring announcer, the US Announce Team, two makeup gals and punched the GM in the face and got himself suspended for the rest of the year…
Xavier Reid: And do I even want to know how Tlatoani got the chance here tonight…
Chico Volando: Simple, he won the All Volando Battle Royal last week, eliminated both Perdido and Abando...they thought they had eliminated him but he skinned the cat and clotheslined them from behind to win…
Xavier Reid: Didn’t think he had it in him…
They both nod and watch as Nic Taylor climbs to the top rope but Tlatoani rushes up their to meet him, he gives him the Mo Howard the famous Three Stooges Two Finger Eye Poke...Of Doom (which Tlaoani added to make it sound cooler) and then lifts Nic up and drops him head first down on the top turnbuckle with the CTE...Nic crumble to the mat in front of the corner but Tlatoani doesn’t cover him…
Xavier Reid: PIN HIM YOU IDIOT!!!
But Chico shakes his head
Chico Volando: It’s not flashy enough...look…
And right on cue Tlatoani heads up to the top rope…
Xavier Reid: DON’T GO FOR THE 1260...YOU HAVE IT WON!!!
Chico Volando: Oh the famous Tlatoani Has Lost His Damn Mind!!! Or it's official name W.W.E.P.D. (What Would El Pablo Do)...classic
Tlatoani leaps up but doesn’t even come close to reaching the height needed to pull off a 1260 and starts his rotations it become clear to everyone that he’s...well FUCKED and just has he comes crashing down, head first he realizes and tries to reach out to brace himself but can’t...he spikes himself head first (think Fin Balor’s Coup de Grace double foot stomp but with his head) on the chest, causing all the wind to exit Nic’s chest and all the lights inside Tlatoani’s head to go rushing out...but even though Tlatoani KO’ed himself he somehow lands on Nic and has him covered…
Xavier Reid: NO FUCKING WAY!!!!
Chico Volando: The luck of the Volando…
The referee drops and counts as the crowd does the same….1….2….3!!! The bell rings and Jerry Volando, Tlatoani’s father and Chiquitita Volando as well as Verana Mereiles, Tlatoani’s sister rush to the ring and slide in to check on their brother, who starts to come to as he’s handed the ANDELE Heavyweight Championship, he looks at his father and sisters and is in shock, he mouths, ‘are you punking me’ but they shake their heads no and they lift him up, which probably isn’t the best call since he has to be concussed, into the air to celebrate…
Xavier Reid: Well son of a bitch...he did it…
Chico Volando: I’m happy for the kid...even though he did sell me out…if Villano had half a brain he’d find Marshall Evans and lock down a spot in the G1 for Tlatoani...
But as Xavier and Chico laugh and turn around they come face to face with the rest of The Volando Clan. Villano is in front and he looks at Chico and Xavier…
Villano Volando: You two have a lot of nerve showing your faces around here…
Chico does a double take and tries not to laugh at his older brother…
Chico Volando: Here...where Xavier is employed and I’m on a legends deal...an Xavier Reid: Does someone lead you around all day just so you don’t get lost...oh that’s why you had BOTH Perdido and Abando...just in case one of them is as stupid as you…
The two sons take a step forward but before they can say anything Tommy Love comes running around the corner…
Tommy Love: OH SHIT...VILLANO AND THE REST OF THE VOLANDO’S ARE….
He sees them standing in front of Xavier and Chico…
Tommy Love: Here...right here...oh hey guys, so...how are things…
But Villano grabs his son’s and his motion of reaching out scares the hell out of Tommy who jumps and hides behind Xavier and Chico…
Villano Volando: Look around...it’s 7-2…
Villano counts off himself, his two sons, Xavier’s brother and Chico’s youngest son Vertigo, Koko, Voltro and Otro...Sr. Volando’s son...and then counts Chico and Xavier…
Chico Volando: Seems you are missing a few family members brother...no Sr. and Jerry and his crew are still ringside…
But as Chico smiles we hear Jerry’s voice
Jerry Volando: No we’re not...we are ALL right here…
He steps forward with his kids, Tlatoani, Chiquitita and Verana Mereiles...Tlatoani looks at Xavier, his eyes still a little all over the place…
Xavier Reid: You good there Tlatoani...heck of a spill…
Tlatoani Volando: Yeah I’m good...it’s nice being here in Spain…
Chico Volando: We are in Italy son…
Tlatoani Volando: Really...cool, Cheerio!!!
Xavier shakes his head…
Xavier Reid: Congratulations on the win but man seriously...you have to stop trying that 1260...you’re going to break your neck one day…
Villano Volando: ENOUGH!!!! We aren’t here to make small talk...we are here to break both of you in half...now that it’s 11-2!!!
But behind Villano Vertigo pushes his way forward and past his two cousins Perdido and Abando and walks out into No Man’s Land...between the two sides and stops...he looks at Chico and Xavier and then back to Villano, who motions for him to fall back in line but he shakes his head and walks over to join his father and brother…
Chico Volando: Looks like it’s 10-3...3 ½ if you count Tommy…
Tommy Love: I’m only a ½…
But before he can finish Verana speaks up…
Verana Mereiles: Make that 9-4...I go where Vertigo goes… ‘that is the way’...
Chiquitita Volando: Hey you stole that from The Mandalorian…
Verana Mereiles: Yeah ok but still Grandma Volando tasked me with being the voice of Vertigo years ago, she said ‘Verana...Chico’s got himself a mute son so you need to go everywhere with him and make sure people hear him’...it’s really uncomfortable in the men’s bathroom but I was tasked with this and ‘I’m with you till the end’...
Chiquitita Volando: And that’s from Captain America: The First Avenger...do you have any of your own material sister…
Verana Mereiles: Do you do anything other than watch TV?
Villano Volando: ENOUGH!!!! If you are not with me, then you are my enemy!!!
Chiquitita Volando: ‘Only a Sith deals in absolutes’ and that’s from The Revenge of the Sith...seriously...this is why our family is getting a bad rep out there...we steal so many catchphrases and try to pass them off as our own…
Villano Volando: SHUT UP!!!! THIS END NOW!!!!
But the next voice makes everyone turn and look in shock…
El Pablo: And that’s from Pineapple Express
Silence falls upon the rest of the family as the Technicolour Tecnico strides onto the scene with Crustal by his side.
Tlatoani Volando: It's Pablo! Get him!!!
Before anybody can stop him, the new champ's concussion inspires him to charge at his cousin...who nonchalantly sidesteps and watches as Tlatoani crashes headfirst into a ramshackle merchandise stand, which crumbles into pieces on top of him. Villano and Xavier each place their head in their hands, as the rest turn their attentions back to EP with a mixture of anger and trepidation, depending on which side they currently stand.
El Pablo: Anyway...yes, 'tis I! Where have I been, you ask?
Chiquitita Volando: Nobody asked that.
El Pablo: Oh, just working on a little project called A Fistful of Skittles!
EP holds for the applause. None is forthcoming. This does not deter him.
El Pablo: Anyway, what with it being WrestleFest and our traditional reunión familiar, I figured I'd swing by and see how all my nearest and dearest are getting on!
EP walks slowly towards the middle of the group, eyes darting between his uncle, his father and his half-brother.
El Pablo: Of course, I know what you're all thinking - "which side of this little standoff is he gonna stand on?" Is he gonna side with the uncle who tried to murder him? Or the evil half-brother who tried to murder him? It's a real Stacy's Mom...
Tommy Love: A what?
Cristal: He means Sophie's Choice...
Tommy Love: ...How?
Xavier Reid: Don't jump down that rabbit hole...trust me.
El Pablo: Is it the uncle who instilled in me a deep-rooted childhood trauma that nobody's ever really been able to unpack? Or the father who left me in the care of the uncle who etcetera etcetera? Is it the uncle who left me for dead in the desert or the br-
Villano Volando: Take one more step towards me, nephew, and I'll reinstate the Roman tradition of throwing people to the lions.
EP stops in his tracks, the cogs whirring behind his brightly-coloured lucha mask.
El Pablo: ...Fair enough, option B it is!
A wry smirk slowly spreads across the Technico's face, as he slowly steps backwards to stand beside Chico and Xavier.
El Pablo: Looks like it's 47-32.
El Pablo: Ooh, that's close!
Xavier looks at his brother...a bit shocked but it’s Chico’s voice that brings him back to the moment…
Chico Volando: So it’s your move brother…
Villano looks at his brother and smirks…
Villano Volando: This isn’t over…
Chico Volando: Good to know…
Villano jerks his head and the rest of the Volando’s start to back up and follow…
Xavier Reid: Hey Tlatoani…
Tlatoani looks at his cousin…
Xavier Reid: Go find Marshall Evans...get in that G1…
Tlatoani nods as he falls in line with the rest of the family, his remaining sister puts her arm around him and the group walks away...Chico smiles and then looks at his three sons...all standing there...together…
Chico Volando: Well will you look at this...the family is finally together…
Chico smiles as Xavier and El Pablo lock eyes, before we cut away from the scene...
We move back out one last time to the Fontana del Globo where things have calmed down. Daryl Prichard tried to ruin the wedding, but all he did was get The Polizia di Stato on the hunt for him. Sanders has cleaned up as much of the cake as possible. Everybody is dancing and having a good time. Some of the folks have departed, mostly the wrestlers who are not in the wedding party. The Limit has taken it upon themselves to join The Polizia di Stato in trying to find Daryl. The deejay finishes playing the Cupid Shuffle and gets on the microphone.
Deejay: Ooooookay! It’s time for the bouquet toss! Mrs. Sanders, come on down!
Cora makes her way to the front of the dance floor. Her two sisters, two of her cousins, Iggy Swango, Melody Malone, and Maria Love, for some reason, all go out onto the dance floor. The crowd counts “1! 2! 3!” and Cora tosses the bouquet above her head. Everyone except for Melody Malone conveniently scoots out of the way as the bouquet lands right in her hands. The crowd cheers.
The camera catches a glimpse of Cyrus Black with a semi-disgruntled look on his face. Sanders, who stands next to Black, puts his arm around him and smirks.
Sanders: Congratulations, PARTNER. Looks like you’re next.
Gil Griffin, who caught the garter earlier and now has it around his forehead, stumbles drunkenly over.
Griffin: FUCK YEAH CYRUS! You’re next!
Cyrus shakes his head and looks back at Dominic.
Black: No. YOU’RE next.
Cyrus winks at Sanders and pats him on the chest. He walks over to Melody and the two walk off and out of sight to get ready for her United States Championship defense. Sanders smirks off at Cyrus as they walk away. Cora comes over to Dominic and the two resume having a good time. The remaining guests and wedding party members party into the night, capping off an epic wedding and reception as we cut away.
The scene opens up outside of the St. Regis Hotel in Rome. There is paparazzi lined up outside the entrance waiting anxiously for whoever may be coming out. The city is beautiful, it’s a crisp 54 degrees and the sun is shining down. Suddenly the cameras start clicking like crazy.
Paparazzi #1: Wes, over here, over here, look over here!
Wes Walker steps outside of the hotel entrance and shakes hands with the door man, seemingly passing him some sort of tip as well. He looks towards the cameras and smiles and waves as he starts to walk down the street.
Paparazzi #2: Wes! Where’s Mark Mania? Is he here with you?
Wes stops in his tracks and looks over at the paparazzi member with a smile.
Wes Walker: Ha! I knew this seemed like a bit much for just little old me. Sorry to disappoint, Mark isn’t flying in until Monday. I’m sure he’d be happy to talk to all of you then. Have a good day folks.
To say the members of the paparazzi looked dejected would be an understatement. The crowd started to disperse. However, one lone member stayed behind, a younger looking man. Wes noticed the man standing by himself still looking at him.
Wes Walker: You alright friend?
Paparazzi #3: Yeah, just, I was here for you.
Wes looked slightly taken aback but appreciative. He turned back towards the paparazzi member.
Wes Walker: Ah, well that’s great news for you, I’ve got a few minutes. What’s your name?
Paparazzi #3: Marcus.
Wes Walker: Nice to meet you Marcus, what can I do for you on this fine, fine day?
Marcus: Oh, great, yeah, great, uh, well, how do you feel that your match with Candy has really become less of a title match and more of a number one contenders match for the Undisputed Title?
Wes Walker: You know, it was a wrinkle that I didn’t necessarily expect, but was always in the back of my head as a chance. Part of me was hoping that it would just become the “Paramount” championship or something like that. FSW is such a big part of who I am. In my entire time in EWC I’ve only appeared on another brand once and that was mostly out of boredom. So it’s really bitter sweet knowing that when I beat Candy on Monday that I will be the last ever FSW Champion and I will really only hold it for one night.
Marcus: Still a great accomplishment.
Wes Walker: Oh, for sure, and trust me, it’ll be a heck of a night of celebrating! But there I go getting ahead of myself again. One of my biggest problems really. I get so focused on the future I don’t focus on the present. All I care about it beating Candy. I’ve done it before and I’m ready to do it again.
Marcus: Well the Candy Castle in general has been doing pretty good after day one of WrestleFest.
Wes Walker: That’s very true, and listen, I’m happy for Gabi, I really liked partnering with her for that one match, I don’t think we got the fairest shake to be honest. Give us a few more matches together and I think we could cause some real problems. Not sure we’ll be challenging Shadow Man and the Xplode cut-out, but still.
The two men share a laugh.
Wes Walker: And I’m even happy for Robbie. He and I have never really seen eye to eye, but when it comes to facing Mercenary, I’m always happy when anyone beats him. It would pain me greatly to see that big monster get his hands on my North American Title. But for all of that, I don’t really know Jordan Sharpe at all, I’m not really worried about the Indy title, however, depending on what happens with Candy and I, I might be REALLY interested in his second match.
Marcus: And Candy?
Wes Walker: Do you even need to ask? Listen, it’s not going to be a clean sweep for the Candy Castle this weekend, I can guarantee you that. Candy talked a lot about how her loss to me fueled her to have the successful year that she’s had. And you know, maybe it was a little bit of the opposite for me. I beat a former Undisputed Champion and maybe my head got a little too big. I was still learning, heck, I’m still learning now. You can’t get too low after losses and you can’t get too high after wins. That’s one thing I’ve learned this year. Keep a level head no matter the result. It’s been proven I can beat Candy, we’ve seen it. The whole world saw it. That’s how the year started and that’s how the year is going to end. Quite poetic if you ask me.
Marcus: Good luck Wes, where are you off to now?
Wes Walker: Thanks Marcus, going to go for a little jog, keep myself loose. The Pantheon is down the street here a little bit, probably go down by the Spanish Steps, and maybe extend the run out a little bit and swing by the Vatican to say a few prayers before Monday you know?
Wes winks at Marcus, hits him lightly on the shoulder and starts to run off as we cut away.
Dobrev: The following match is a Triple Threat Elimination Match, and it is for the EWC United States Championship! The first fall will be decided under Submission Rules! The first person to tap out will be eliminated, where the second fall will be determined in a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match!
The harsh drums of "ALSATIA" by GALNERYUS blasts through the arena's speakers as the environment finds itself baptized by white light. On the stage as the opening choir serenades all in its presence, Ryo Hazama stretches his arms out. He arches his head back, loving every moment of his appearance--the boos, the hateful cries, and his own theme hitting its chorus. As it does, he begins down the ring, where the lighting begins to settle on orange, red, and white sequences.
Dobrev: Introducing first...from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan..weighing in at 238 Lbs...he is the Avaricious One...RYOOOOOOO HAZAMA!
Hazama saunters down the ramp with a demented smile on his face. His walk is methodical, scoping out the ring. As the light strums of strings play and he makes his way down the center of the ramp, Hazama lowers to the ground, wiping the steel with his hand. He then strikes his hand against the stage, causing the lights to die out to focus on him again. In the spotlight, Hazama hits the ring and sprawls onto the mat. He massages the ring sensually before rolling onto his stomach. Eyeing the hard cam as he does, Hazama gets to a vertical base.
Woo: A truly sickening individual, Ryo Hazama has laid a path of destruction since his debut in the EWC. An impressive star nonetheless, but he’s a man who has channeled his hatred into something truly diabolical and heinous. We have seen what he did to Ace King. We saw what he did to Dominic Sanders. We saw what he did to an innocent person like Cora. This match is sanctioned, and I’m not sure what he’ll resort to doing to leave with the United States Championship.
Gomez: Whatever it is, we know it’ll be personal. We know that he has an outstanding hatred for Samantha Hamilton. For Melody, things are more complex, but we know that it’s haunting.
He removes his coat and sends it over the rope with a grin. The turnbuckle is his destination, and he ascends it with ease. Instead of engaging in the audience's antics, Hazama merely puts his hand up, taking in the energy around him. He brings it down to his chest, settling the intensity and grandeur of his entrance. When he lowers back down to the ring, he turns to the match at hand. Finally, he flicks his hand and calls off the spotlight, as if he commands the arena itself. It's by his hand that the arena turns back to normal.
'Indestructible' by Disturbed blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the forms of The Titaness, her husband, Joseph "Orion" Hunter, and 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love all standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp, flanked by Joseph on one side and Tommy on the other.
Dobrev: Introducing next...from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida...weighing in at 145 Lbs...she is the Titaness...SAMANTHA HAMILTOOOOOOOOON!
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.
Woo: Samantha Hamilton is the underdog heading into this. She turned to the Love Club to help her progress, and we’ve seen some of it. But she has never beaten either of these individuals.
Gomez: But a good champion will see this as a challenge. With the structure of this match, it means that she will define her place as the definite champion if comes out on top.
When she finally gets in front of the ropes, the Titaness will usually slip through the middle and top ropes. As she makes it in, she glares down Hazama, who doesn’t bother to look at her. Not one to get upset at someone’s antics, Hamilton swallows her anger and heads to her corner. She looks to the entranceway and focuses there.
The lights dim, but don’t go dark before the soft words of Billie Eilish begin to play over the P.A. system.
Bite my tongue bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait till the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes
As the chorus hits, a bright flash of pyro explodes from the base of the Mac Tron and Melody Malone stands on the stage. Melody stands with a crown atop her head and the United States Championship fastened around her waist as a spotlight follows them down to the ring.
Dobrev: And introducing the champion...from San Diego, California...weighing in at a 148 pounds...she is the reigning and defending EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION...SHE IS THE QUEEN OF THE EWC, THE SIREN OF SCORN...MELLLLLOOOOODY MALOOOOOONE!
Woo: The champion’s walking into her second WrestleFest main event. She has the homefield advantage. She has the accolades. She is the Queen of the EWC, but there’s the question of if her hubris has caught up with her.
Gomez: Of course. As a queen, you have to put people in their places. Two challengers have laid their claim to what she has, and there’s no way you can let that skirt on by. It’s treason!
You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
Malone climbs the stairs and steps through with her chin held up high. She gives the crowd a sarcastic smile as they give her a heavy dose of adulation, and she gingerly removes the crown from her head and hands it off to the official. She unfastens the championship, holding it high to the crowd before she kisses the faceplate of the title and hands it off to the referee. The referee secures the championship on a ring, which is then sent above the three competitors.
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one
The lights come back up to full brightness, and Melody has her gloves tugged into place as she rakes her hair back and prepares for her opponent. She closes her eyes and trains them on first Hamilton, but they shift over to Hazama, who hasn’t stopped staring at her since she began her way down to the ring.
Gomez: I don’t like that look.
Woo: Me neither.
Hazama winks at Malone, who doesn’t react outside of narrowing her eyes. Hamilton looks between them both and sighs. Instead, she looks up at the championship and back down.
DING DING DING
The bell has rung, and Saturday’s main event is underway. Despite that obvious fact, neither participant moves. Hazama remains on his side of the ring, crouched. Hamilton stretches her neck. Malone stands perfectly still, her eyes darting back and forth towards both of her enemies. Hazama looks to take the first step but retreats back when Melody’s eyes come his way. Hamilton looks at the mat and back up, towards the championship hanging high above their heads.
Woo: This is it. The main event of the evening. A lot of things are coming to head in this match. Take it in the atmosphere, Gomez. Once this match really gets underway, we’re probably not going to be able to sneak in words.
Gomez: Says you. I always find a way.
With Hamilton moving first, the match is underway! Hazama comes out and Melody stops him in his tracks with a huge kick to the groin! Hamilton stares at the spectacle, and Malone drops Hazama with Nightmare Fuel (Spike DDT)! The crowd ignites at the sight and Hazama slides out of the ring, landing flush on the ground.
As he clears the way, Hamilton and Malone begin to go at it. Fists are flying, and the crowd’s rocking. Hamilton overpowers the United States Champion and sends her into the ropes. When Melody comes back, she strikes Hamilton with a knee to the gut. The Titaness responds by lifting her up and slamming her with a chokeslam. She lifts Malone up and tries to apply Exiled to Tartarus (Sleeper Hold) early on. Malone’s able to fight out, taking the brunt of the earlier chokeslam.
She drives her elbow into Hamilton’s nose and hits a standing dropkick to get some space. As Hamilton lays on the ropes, Malone charges in and takes her over the top rope with a clothesline. When Hamilton lands on the mat, she gets up quickly, but Malone’s diving out with a Suicide Dive and sends her challenger into the barricade. Hamilton manages to recover fast enough to flatten Malone with a lariat.
Hazama’s back to his feet and flies off the steel steps with a front dropkick to Hamilton’s face. The Titaness falls into the barricade. Hazama looks down at Hamilton and peers over to Malone with a grin. He heads over to her, grabbing her by the hair. She rallies back quickly by striking him across the jawline with a fist. Hazama stumbles back, but when Malone gets close, Hazama’s head eerily cracks back to face her. Malone pauses, squinting at him before the Titaness shoves Malone into Hazama. She then gets towards them both and sends them careening into the outside mat with a high angle German Suplex!
Gomez: That was nasty!
Woo: The Titaness’s strength should not be challenged at all!
Hamilton decides to grab Hazama and send him into the ring. She follows him in, and the Avaricious One makes it to his feet a little shaky. She lifts him up with a backbreaker and Hazama holds his back in anguish. Hamilton comes off the ropes and hits Hazama with a hellacious spear! As Hazama reels from the spear, Hamilton yanks his arm and tries to apply a Kimura Lock. Hazama manages to work his way to a standing position, despite the pain rushing through his abdomen. Hamilton, using her brute strength, wrangles Hazama around.
Malone re-enters the ring behind Hamilton and hits an enzuigiri to the back of Hamilton’s head. The Titaness involuntarily drops Hazama and Malone draws her into a rear-naked choke. Hazama slides out of the ring, smiling at the spectacle before him.
Gomez: Smart strategy from Hazama, getting out of harm’s way and letting them try to submit one another.
Woo: Rather, it looks like he’s just got out of a broken arm.
Hamilton holds Malone onto her back, gritting her teeth, and slamming her into the turnbuckle. Malone positions herself onto the second turnbuckle and waits for Hamilton to turn around. As the former United States Champion does, Malone comes down with a Tornado DDT, spiking Hamilton into the mat. She goes right back to trying to choke out Hamilton, but as she starts to secure the hold, a shadow looms over her.
HAZAMA DRIVES THE BARBED WIRE BAT INTO MALONE’S BACK!
Woo: WAIT! WHY DID HE GET IT?
Gomez: He wants to torture them, especially Malone.
The camera focuses on the beads of blood beginning to leak out of the fresh wounds on the champion’s back. Hazama takes aim again and hits her directly in the arm. Malone falls onto her side, feeling the barbs ripping out of her. Gritting her teeth, she glares at Hazama, who plants his foot onto her leg. Once there, Hazama reaches over his head, ready to hit the champion straight in the head.
The Titaness stops Hazama!
Hazama turns to Hamilton, who glares at him and demands him to drop the bat. Hazama, with a scowl, merely swings at Hamilton. She ducks it and tackles him into the corner, but Hazama drives the barbs into Hamilton’s back. The Titaness grits her teeth and pulls away as Hazama begins to try to tear out the flesh from his victim. Malone starts to get up and exits the ring.
Woo: Where is Melody going?
The United States Champion looks in the ring, seeing that both opponents were preoccupied. She reaches out from underneath the ring and pulls out a table.
Gomez: I guess the TLC match is starting early!
Meanwhile, in the ring, Hamilton headbutts Hazama, forcing him to drop the attack. Even with blood coming from her back, Hamilton presses her forearm into Hazama’s face. Hazama retaliates by driving his knee up into her gut. Hamilton backs off and tries to return, knowing that Hazama held the barbed wire bat in his hand. As she turns, Hazama throws the bat at her, catching her across the nose! Hamilton stumbles and--
The Bicycle Knee strikes true! Hamilton hits the mat and Hazama falls back into the ropes. As he does, Malone returns to the match in an effective way! As Hazama begins to get to his feet, he looks up to see Malone’s bright eyes locked with his. The two stare at one another with a barrier of wood. Hazama smirks and Malone returns the sentiment.
The sound of a gold plated chair echoes throughout the arena.
Gomez: She still has that thing?!
Woo: And she just clobbered Hazama with it!
Malone had struck Hazama straight in the face! Hazama drops to the ground. Malone looks at the chair and drops it with a cold stare. That same stare turns to the table she set up and she reaches into her sports bra and produces a match. With ease, she strikes it and looks down at the table. A familiar gleam bounces off the camera’s view, and it’s apparent what it is when the United States Champion sets it ablaze.
Hazama’s recovery is stunted by the river of blood escaping his nose. As he gets up, he looks around to see where Malone was. The United States Champion sneaks up behind him and sends him over the ropes. Thankfully, the Avaricious One retains his balance on the ring apron. He sees the flames and turns back, only to see Malone with her hand out to help stabilize him.
Confused, delirious, Hazama takes her hand. She holds onto it, staring at him with the same coldness.
Hazama looks at Malone, and he shakes his head at her. Malone tilts her head at him and smiles gently, a pleasant one only for him.
Then she lets go.
HAMILTON COMES IN WITH A THUNDEROUS BIG BOOT!
Gomez: OH MY GOD!
Hazama goes careening hard through the flaming table! He’s caught ablaze and he rolls around on the mat. Ringside staff rush over and put him out quickly to save him, but Malone exits the ring and commands traffic, sending them away. She sends the singed Hazama into the ring, who convulses on the mat, in shock from what just happened. Malone looks at Hamilton, who approaches.
In her hand, she holds out the barbed wire bat. Malone takes into hers and starts to uncoil the wire, quiet as she does. The only sounds audible are the cheering from the audience and the pained whimpers from Hazama. Malone then wraps the barbed wire delicately around her hands and makes a makeshift garrote. Hamilton leaves the ring, allowing Malone to do what she needed.
The United States Champion stalks Hazama, who gets to his knees, unknowing of his fate. When he begins to note, a small sliver of a grin comes onto his face as Malone strikes. She steps in front of him and uses the barbed wire in conjunction with Papa, Don’t Preach!
Gomez: That’s Cyrus’s move!
Woo: And she’s finally getting the revenge I know she wants!
Hazama doesn’t seem to fight it or have the strength to. He digs his fingers into the wire, trying to alleviate some of the force put there, but it’s not enough. Hazama’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he retains a bloody smile that soon fades. The referee comes up, catching the expression, and waves their arms in the air!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: Ryo Hazama is unable to continue! He has been eliminated from this match!
Malone lets go and the wire falls to the ground along with Hazama’s head. The referee immediately tends to the former United States Champion, whose unresponsive. The referee puts up an X and calls for people to retrieve Hazama. Malone sits on the mat, staring at Hazama, and she shakes her head.
Woo: She had to do it. We knew that Hazama was coming to this match with horrendous intent to do harm.
Gomez: I...I understand. Class act by Hamilton to let Malone finish what she had to. But we’re down to two.
As Hazama is loaded up and carted away, Malone’s attention turns to the championship hanging above. Hamilton re-enters the ring and the crowd begins to cheer. Malone gets off the mat and the referee goes between them to indicate that the second part of the match was about to commence.
DING DING DING
Malone’s arm and back were still bleeding. A small cut had leaked some blood on Hamilton’s face. She also had some blood coming from her back. Hamilton stalks the ring, forcing Malone into a corner. Malone escapes through the ropes and uses her agility to move out of harm’s way. Hamilton spots the bat and the chair on the ground and sends them out of the ring with a kick, only to leave the ring herself. She heads for a ladder. Malone rounds the corner, taking the bat up, and meets Hamilton halfway.
Woo: Making the first attack might be costly here.
Gomez: Malone’s on borrowed time, it seems. She’s bleeding a lot.
Woo: So is Hamilton, Hazama really took a pound of flesh out of her.
Hamilton throws the ladder into the ring and Malone comes at her with the bat. The Titaness ducks underneath the hit and slides into the ring, heading back for the ladder. Malone sees this and heads underneath the rope, but Hamilton slams the ladder down on the bleeding back. Malone lets out a yelp of pain and Hamilton drops the ladder. She lifts Malone up and hits a Lumbar Check for good measure. Malone slides out of the ring to avoid any damage, but it gives Hamilton time to start to set up the ladder. Malone gets to her feet and sees Hamilton starting her ascent.
She re-enters the ring and begins to scale the opposing side. Hamilton reaches over and grabs her by the hair. She tries to ram Malone’s face into the steel, but Malone stops it. However, she’s nowhere strong enough to avoid Hamilton simply tossing her off the ladder.
Gomez: G-God, she just ragdolled the champion.
Malone rolls when she hits the mat, rejecting some of the damage. Hamilton’s on the top rung, starting to try to unbuckle the belt. The crowd begins to get on their feet as Hamilton gets a steady hand on the clasp---
Woo: Auuugh, that was loud!
Hamilton slumps onto the top rung, holding her back. Malone throws the bent chair she just used away from her and drags Hamilton down off the ladder. She begins to scale it herself, stepping over her enemy to get to the top. As she reaches the top rung, she looks down to check on Hamilton, who is beginning to stir.
Fingertips away, Malone begins to try to tug the belt down, knowing that Hamilton put some work on it. As she gets her hand on the belt, Hamilton reaches underneath the ladder.
Gomez: There’s no way--
Woo: Don’t underestimate a Titaness!
With strength befitting her name, Samantha Hamilton lifts the ladder up. Malone’s eyes widen when she realizes that she’s no longer steady on the ladder. With a determined roar, Hamilton sends the ladder up and over, causing Malone to fall over the top rope to the ring apron!
Woo: Oh god, she might have just broken her neck--no, no, she’s moving!
Hamilton peers over to see Malone barely stirring and she goes to sit up the ladder again. She wipes some of the blood from her nose and stares up at the championship. Once again, the crowd begins to elevate as they bear witness to Samantha Hamilton climbing. She gets both hands onto the championship ring.
Woo: Hamilton’s so close to regaining the--
Gomez: But the Queen is here!
Malone scales the top rope, and with reckless abandon, drives the ladder down with a missile dropkick. She lands onto the mat, aggravating the wounds on her back and arm. She frantically looks across the ring, hoping to see Hamilton there, but the Titaness isn’t on the ground alongside her.
BECAUSE SHE’S STILL HANGING ON!
Woo: LOOK AT THE STRENGTH!
Hamilton’s swinging on the championship ring, barely holding on. Her in-air swaying begins to stop. Malone rushes to her feet and heads for the ladder, propping back up. Hamilton starts to stabilize, and grits her teeth. Drops of blood crawl down her back and onto the mat.
Malone has the ladder back up, but as she does, Hamilton begins to lift herself higher onto the ring.
Gomez: This is a race against time! Goddamn, Hamilton’s core strength is otherworldly!
Malone shakes her head, dismissing an idea, and heads onto the ring apron.
Woo: What is she planning?
Woo’s answer comes in the form of Malone springboarding onto a higher place on the ladder!
Hamilton nearly slips but manages to brace herself again. Malone gets onto the very top of the ladder. She closes her eyes.
The Titaness begins to unhook the belt…
BUT MALONE THEN JUMPS OFF!
OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!
Gomez: NO F***KING WAY!
Woo: OH MY GOD! SOMEONE GET THE MEDICAL STAFF!
BOTH WOMEN CRASH INTO THE MAT! The referee rushes over to attend to both, but as they get close, Malone throws her arm out. Driving up some adrenaline, Malone hurls herself onto her stomach--her body fighting her every move. She crawls over to the ladder and drags it close enough for her to start her ascent. With one arm, she makes her way up.
The referee goes to Hamilton, who begins to lift herself up.
Gomez: Hamilton’s back up too!
Woo: God, what force of will from both women here!
Hamilton, entirely out of it, throws herself at the ladder, attempting to knock it over with brute strength once more. Malone keeps her balance.
Hamilton summons up enough strength to go for the ropes. As she comes back, like a bull, she throws herself towards the ladder.
Right as Malone jumps up to grab onto the belt! The ladder falls over--
BUT SO DOES MALONE!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: Here is your winner .. AND STILL YOUR EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION .. MELLLLLLOOOOOODYYYYY MALOOOOOOOOOONE!
Samantha Hamilton falls to her hands and knees, letting out a frustrated scream as “You Should See Me In A Crown” starts back up. The crowd explodes as Melody Malone puts her good arm with the United States Championship high in the air.
Woo: It was a split second finish! If Hamilton had made it to the ladder a second earlier, she would have sent Malone into the mat!
Gomez: Malone saw it coming and made a risky decision to jump for the belt! But regardless, the Queen retains at WrestleFest! She finished the story between her and Ryo Hazama and she sent away a very game Samantha Hamilton! The Queen reigns supreme here at WrestleFest!
Woo: And that’s another day of WrestleFest in the books! Tomorrow is Day Three! Sign up today for EWCTV if you haven’t already! For now, for Valentina Gomez, I’m Marcus Woo, signing out!
Hamilton leaves the ring, despondent, while the feed lingers on Melody Malone, bloodied, but victorious. She raises her United States Championship high in the air and the show comes to an end.
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LIVE! from the Stadio Olimpico in Rome, Italy
Commentators: Marcus Woo, Valentina Gomez
Announcer: Nina Dobrev Senior Referee: Toyo Yasahiro Referees: John Dean
"Anything Like Me" begins to blast throughout the Stadio Olimpico in Rome, Italy!
Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty Two year history.
From March 1997 all the way down to the most recent episodes of Monday Night Brawl, Friday Night Rampage, Future Stars of Wrestling and EWC Prime!
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Danny Mac and Steve "The Predator" Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Drake, Ruthanne Hunter, Xplode, Luke Wolfe, Natalie Young, Candy, Dominic Sanders, Ace King, Cyrus Black, Melody Malone, Scorpio, Xavier Reid and then Jordan Sharpe all with the EWC Championship.
This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:
Jordan Sharpe Melody Malone Killjoy Ito Candy Robbie Rayder Gabrielle Visconty Nevaeh The Southern Express
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in Rome is breathtaking as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers.
Spotlights circle around the stadium as the thousands of fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans back out showing a full-scale view of the jam-packed stadium and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake at such a loud volume that it's a wonder that the music can be heard at all.
Fireworks emit outside the building and then all around the ring while a fog machine covers the arena in a red haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Marcus Woo & Valentina Gomez.
Woo: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the heart of Italy for day three of the four day extravaganza known as WRESTLEFEST! I am Marcus Woo, next to me is Valentine Gomez and we are halfway through a very exciting weekend!
Gomez: That's right Marcus, as crazy as things got on Friday we saw some big moments that really ramped up the excitement yesterday! We saw David Miller come out on top in the second President Mac Invitational, escaping the cage and claiming his prize! On top of that, we saw Iggy Swango get a win over Callie Clark, only for her and Gabi to feel the wrath of a very angry Callie later on in the night!
Woo: It's been a interesting path for her this season, but you'd better believe Callie will be looking to make a big statement as we head into next season! In other in-ring action we saw the Tag Team Championship on the line as Blue Phoenix reunited to go after the titles, coming up just short against the champions, the Southern Express, in what was a thrilling bout. Outside the ring we saw a lovely moment as Dominic Sanders and Cora Whittaker had their wedding, with a great celebration that followed!
Gomez: It was a great day that capped off with Melody Malone managing to stop the challenge of Samantha Hamilton and Ryo Hazama, retaining her United States Championship in the process! But now, we look to the future as we gear up for another exciting day of action and festivities! We'll kick things off ringside shortly with a chopping competition set between Jamie Love and the Rampage GM, Grizzly Duggan, as well as an exciting showcase between Jason and Tyler Dangerously!
Woo: And after that, we see the in-ring career of Dominic Sanders come to an end as he faces off against rival-turned-stablemate Cyrus Black in what looks to be an exciting bout between two former Undisputed Champions! We'll then close out the night with two exciting title matches! First we'll see Nevaeh defend her Television Championship in a triple threat match against Kendrick Kross and Victor Jarvis, who are looking to brush off the pain they must be in after their respective Invitational matches the past couple days! After that, our main event of this evening sees the Indy Championship on the line as Jordan Sharpe defends one night before his big Undisputed Championship triple threat, taking on Jamie Love!
Gomez: It's a day jam-packed, and before we head to the ring we're gonna take a look at the other festivities going on here in Rome! We'll see you all soon for the big chopping competition, folks!
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The pool at the talent hotel is like everything in the touristy parts of Rome; sanitized, clean, and currently cluttered with two impossibly tall women sleeping on lounge chairs, still dressed from their championship run the afternoon before. Brandi LaCroix, still immaculate from the night before with her sparkling tiara and Jessica Rabbit dress, yawns, does a big stretch and takes a quick inventory of where she ended up. She looks over at her sister, sprawled out in the least lady like way, and slaps her high heeled foot.
LaCroix: Shay, wake up. It happened again.
Shay Kitt, a sight for the ages, instinctively runs her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing the lipstick across her face. She does quick math in her head and carefully selects one of her empties. She shakes the can and hears the unmistakable sound of back wash.
Kitt: Dammit. Wait…this pool is a lot nicer than the one at our hotel.
LaCroix: Remember we met up with that David Superstar or something…from the Kilt makers…
Kitt: Oh yeah! I thought he had more abs last year.
LaCroix: He also let his hair go. Anyway, he told us to meet him here while he went and got more drinks. I guarantee he went to his room and passed out.
Kitt: Didn't he tap out early last year too?
LaCroix: That was you. The whisky came out and you just stole that bottle.
Kitt: Classic me. Wait….
Shay starts to panic and search her pile of things she brought. She signs when she locates her halved championship belt.
Kitt: (kissing the belt) Momma's baby…
LaCroix: I've been meaning to talk to you about that. Since the actual Melody Malone is still champion, it only stands to reason that we unify this title and have me be the full champion.
Kitt: I will hoof you directly in your front butt if you think that's going to happen, Bitchbox 20.
LaCroix: First of all, that plan worked delightfully in our favor, you're welcome very much. And second of all…
Suddenly, the air is filled with the chorus of “I Just Had Sex" by the Lonely Island from one of the hotel rooms.
LaCroix: That's the third time I've heard that this morning.
Kitt: Oh, Kyle told me that is a thing they started to do. They do the deed then they have to go and yell the chorus out of their window as loud as they can.
LaCroix: And why, pray tell, would they do that?
Kitt: They punch each other in the face for a living. Why do they do anything?
Another chorus is shouted out from a different part of the hotel.
LaCroix: That sounded like a Love…
Kitt: Huh…I guess jerking it counts.
As Shay resumes her rabid-raccoon hold on the half title, a lady with dark features approaches.
?: You are, I presume, the Flauntourage? I was told I could find you here.
Kitt: (warily) And if we are…?
Thalia: My name is Thalia and I am to bring you to the Kyrios Regent.
Kitt: And what the fu—
LaCroix: I believe what my sister is saying is, who or what is the Kyrios Regent?
Thalia gestures to a car behind her and a car door opens. The sisters look in the opening door, recognize who might be there, then back at each other.
LaCroix: Is that…?
Kitt: I wondered where he's been. Listen, Thalia, will this meeting be done before the Mario Lopez Chicken fucking show?
LaCroix: Shay! Manners!
Kitt: (sighs) Will it be done before the AC Slater Chicken ‘loving’ show?
Thalia: I assure you, I do not know what that means.
Wrestler: (off camera) I JUST HAD SE-EX AND IT FE-ELT SO GOOD! A WOMEN LET ME PUT MY PENIS INSIDE OF HER!
LaCroix: Ugh, anywhere is better than this vulgarity. Let's go, Shay.
Kitt: Alright, but I was really hoping to hear Ace King belt that out. I bet he has a wonderful post coital voice!
The three ladies disappear into the car and it pulls off. A final graphic scrolls up.
The scene cuts from the Stadio Olimpico to the parking lot outside Roma Termini, Rome’s main train station, where we see Charles Augustus leaning against his hire car and speaking down the phone.
Charles Augustus: No, there’s no sign of him yet... I don’t know why he’s getting the train either... or where from! It’s such a pain in the ass having to drive through the city, these people drive like maniacs!
He takes a look at some of the taxi drivers who are gathered nearby, talking excitedly and waving their hands around in conversation.
Charles Augustus: Maniacs... So, yeah, I have to find him and bring him across to the stadium, he has to do a signing session later today, if anyone is interested in that... Yeah, he’s in the Drake Memorial Cup Match, I get that l, but he’s just a bit of a mystery still. I don’t know if the fans are all that interested...
He looks across the crowd of people leaving the train station and spins around in frustration. He stares across the parking lot, to where a bus station and a local soup kitchen is being set up.
Charles Augustus: Wait... What the fuck...?
He marches over to where Asriel Buzzard is standing talking to two old homeless men who’re waiting for the soup kitchen to open. Asriel is standing with a backpack and duffel bag thrown over his shoulder, coat wrapped round him but wearing sunglasses. Charles arrives just as Asriel is giving them some 10 euro notes.
Charles Augustus: Hey! Buzzard! I’ve been waiting for you! Come on, let’s go... ugh, this place smells like piss!
Asriel Buzzard shrugs and nods to the two men and follows Charles Augustus back to the car and gets in. They set off into the Roman traffic, crazy even on a Sunday morning.
Charles Augustus: What was all that about?
Asriel Buzzard: Psalm 82:3–4
Charles Augustus: Huh?
Asriel Buzzard: Defend the weak and the fatherless; uphold the cause of the poor and the oppressed. Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver them from the hand of the wicked.
Charles Augustus raises an eyebrow as he side eyes Asriel from the drivers seat.
Asriel Buzzard: That or I just took a wrong turn coming out the station...
Asriel shrugs and lowers his sunglasses down his nose as he stares out the window.
Charles Augustus: So, you have a signing session in a few hours... you’re not just going to throw out bible quotes at fans are you?
Asriel looks at Charles over the top of his sunglasses but doesn’t say anything.
Charles Augustus: Ah... Okay... so, feeling confident about Monday’s match?
Asriel Buzzard: Sure.
Charles Augustus: Bosa, Kyle and Dio are some tough opponents... Think you’re ready for them?
His passenger chuckles.
Asriel Buzzard: Oh, I think so.
Charles rolls his eyes at this attempt at conversation. He gets his eyes back on the road just as a taxi cuts him off and nearly rams him off the road.
We head backstage to a small room where Grizzly Duggan and Jamie Love are both already standing.
Woo: This is a unique matchup, this is a chopping competition. Grizzly and Jamie will trade chops back and forth until one man submits.
Gomez: And both men seem ready to get at it.
Dobrev: The following match is a chopping competition. Each man will chop the other on the chest until one man submits. To my left, GRIZZLY DUGGAN! To my right, JAMIE LOVE!
Grizzly Duggan and Jamie Love both look at each other, Duggan wears a look of confidence while Jamie Love wears a look of wanting to get the hell out of there. A stool is brought forth for Jamie. There is a coin flip and Grizzly gets first chop.
DING DING DING
Grizzly windmills his arm a bit to loosen it up, and then he takes his stance. He pulls back his arm over his chest and then spins into a massive chop on Jamie Love! Jamie flies backwards off the stool, and the chops sounds like a gunshot! Grizzly takes a few steps backwards and waits for the ref to check Jamie. Jamie gets to his feet and heaves a bit, but he doesn't give up. He climbs his stool and takes his place and chops Grizzly hard in the chest, a sound comparable to a firecracker popping. Duggan no sells it and chops Jamie immediately. Jamie again falls backwards. Jamie is back up to his feet fast though and he jumps up chopping Duggan in the throat. That one staggers Duggan.
Woo: Throat chops are indeed legal in this matchup folks.
Gomez: Duggan might have a hard time coming back from that one.
Duggan takes his footing and then windmills both his arms up and down into a double Mongolian chop onto Jamie's trapezius muscles. Jamie falls to a knee. Jamie gets up and chops Duggan in the throat again. Duggan chops Jamie in the throat back and Jamie is flipped inside out with the force of a lariat. Jamie uses the stool to pull himself up and chops Duggan in the chest but Duggan chops Jamie in the forehead, Jamie falls down again! Jamie refuses to give up and gets back to his feet and throws another chop at Duggan's chest, this one much weaker. Duggan no sells it and chops Jamie in the chest with a gunshot sounding pop again. Jamie falls back down.
Woo: I don't think Jamie can take much more of this.
Gomez: Neither do I.
Jamie gets back up to his feet. Duggan tells him to just give up but Jamie screams he won't before hitting a big double chop to Duggan's chest. Duggan smiles. He looks at Jamie's blistered and already bruising chest and neck. Duggan asks Jamie again if he will give up. Jamie spits on the ground. Duggan pulls back spins a chop into Jamie's chest with the force of a nuke going off. Jamie flies back off his feet into the wall. Duggan pulls a handkerchief out of his back pocket and throws in the towel.
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via forfeit JAMIE LOVE!
Jamie cannot believe it. He grabs his chest and heaves, but makes it way to Duggan and begins to yell at him to take him seriously. Duggan laughs.
Duggan: I have taken you seriously this entire time. This match was never about me, this match was about you. You want to be a champion? You need to take a beating and then spit in the eye of your opponent, egging them on for even more. This was about you proving yourself. And you did. You proved yourself worthy of a championship match. Now go see if you are worthy of holding one.
Duggan shakes Jamie's hand and then walks off towards a staff room. Jamie wears a face of both confusion and pride. He jumps up and screams he did it.
Woo: Jamie Love was able to withstand Grizzly Duggan and picked up the win, can he do the same against our Indy Champion tonight?
Gomez: Man, that had to hurt! I'm with you on this Marcus, you gotta wonder where Jamie's head is gonna be at when he takes on Jordan Sharpe!
Woo: Folks, we'll be back in a little while for a showcase between Jason and Tyler Dangerously, but until then let's see what else is happening here at WrestleFest!
The camera cuts to the parking lot where an SUV is seen idling near the exit. The camera then slowly pans to the left, revealing the now former International Champion, Darius, as he zips up a suitcase by his feet. A beanie covers his head, hiding most of his forehead, and keeping his hair tucked behind his head, away from his face.
Darius: Take a picture … It’ll last longer.
Darius then looks to the camera directly, pulling the beanie from his head to reveal the wounds from his Cage of Doom match with Gabrielle Visconty. His eyes look up in the direction where a row of stitches are located on his forehead.
Darius: I could barely walk out of the arena Friday night. Gabi and I … We stole the show. No other match will compare to the blood, sweat, and tears we left in that ring …
Darius reaches up to the stitches on his forehead and rips them from his flesh, letting the blood slowly flow down his skin.
Darius: I left it all in that ring … Yet here I stand with nothing to show for it but the wounds on my body.
The camera fades into images of the aftermath of the Cage of Doom match.
Darius: So what’s left to give? I guess that’s a question that only I can answer … and I’m not quite sure how to answer that right now. I don’t know what’s next for me, I don’t know where this next road leads …
Darius picks up his suitcase from the ground and heads for the SUV, the camera following close behind. Darius reaches the SUV, pauses for a moment, then turns to face the camera one last time, half of his face now covered with blood from the opened wound.
Darius: Sagum vocatio.
Darius turns back to the SUV, opens the passenger side door, climbs inside, and then shuts the door. The engine revs loudly and then speeds off, leaving the camera by itself. It slowly pans down, focusing on a few droplets of blood left behind by Darius as the scene fades to black.
Jordan Sharpe sits with his feet up in his hotel room, taking a much needed break from it all as his cell phone vibrates with a phone cal. Carley picks it up and listens to the other end.
Carley: Uhh ..... yeah sure hold on.
She motions the phone towards Jordan.
Carley: You're gonna wanna take this.
Jordan shakes his head.
JFS: I'm watching Shrek on Netflix this is my break time my feet are killin' me from walking around WrestleFest. Take a message, babe.
Carley: Take the call.
He sighs and puts it to his ear.
Voice: Jordan Sharpe, this is President Elect of the United States of America, Joe Biden.
Jordan stiffens up his posture on the bed and clears his throat.
JFS: Ahem, Mr. Biden sir, errm, President Elect Biden, sir, how's it hangin'?
Carley gives him a look and he throws his arms up, mouthing 'I don't know!'
Biden: Ohh, call me Joe! I am very well Jordan. I just wanted to take the time to call you, I understand you have a couple big matches coming up. I'm a big fan of your wrestling and I wanted to wish you good luck with your Championship matches on Sunday and Monday. I'm rootin' for you!
JFS: Well thank you very much Joe! Thank you for calling me I'm sure you're very busy and everything! Thank you!
Biden: Thank you for entertaining the great people of America, and thank you for you vote back in November, Jordan.
JFS: Ohh, haha, no problem Joe but I AM Canadian.
Biden: Ohh...... Well thanks for nothing then I guess. Good luck again, Jordan!
The line disconnects and Jordan just sits there in silence for a moment.
JFS: The President Elect of the United States just called and wished me good luck. What is happening right now?
Carley: ..... What friggin' time is it in America??
We cut to the parking garage where a long white limousine pulls up to the door entering the Stadio Olimpico locker room area. The driver puts the vehicle in park and gets out from the driver’s side. He walks around to the back of the limousine and opens the back door. After a second, Dominic Sanders steps out. Those watching on the MacTron boo the sight of Sanders as he adjusts his tie. He reaches into the limousine and grabs Cora Sanders’ hand, helping her out of the vehicle. The two begin to make their way towards the locker room door as Pepper Montana rushes his way over to the newlyweds.
Montana: Dommy man! What’s happenin?!
Sanders and Cora stop. Sanders pulls off his sunglasses with a smirk on his face.
Sanders: Pep. What’s good, dude?
Montana: Okay, rad dude! So today in about two and a half hours you walk into your final match of your long career. I was wondering if I could get some words from you going into this match!
Sanders: You know, Pepper… no one knew who I was when I stepped into the ring on February the 12th back in 2018 to face off with Rob Garcia. Nobody cared who I was when I co-won the Television Championship with Ruthann Hunter on March 5th, less than a month later. People only began to notice when I gave Ace King one of the toughest matches of his career on June 1st, 2018. Even with a win at Scars and Stripes the next month, where I captured the International Championship from the previously-”undefeatable” Morgan Darkwater, people still saw me as a mid-tier superstar and not a future Hall-of-Famer. But you know the rest of the story: a Rumble win, an Undisputed Championship win, and Rookie of the Year honors… suddenly I became a staple in this company. And here I am nearly three years after my arrival and my career is coming to an end. And I have no regrets in my decision. To this point, I have had 99 matches in the EWC and have dominated nearly two-thirds of them.
Montana: Hold the phone! Does that mean tonight is your 100th match in the EWC?
Sanders: Your math is amazing, Pep.
Montana: Maaaaan. I didn’t get you a gift or anything!
Sanders: That’s not necessary, Pepper. I’m not here for the fanfare or the verbal BJ’s over this being my 100th match. All I am here to do is continue to be the workhorse that I have ever been and to do it for one last time. Averaging over 33 matches per season since I joined? That’s just a testament of how hard I work. There are people out there who are going to discredit me and say that I am not worth a damn. You’ve got your Jordan Sharpes and Gabi Vee’s out there who will say anything to make themselves feel better. But they mean nothing to me, anymore. The only thing that I am focused on right now is Cyrus Black. Cyrus and I have become good friends… and we still are, despite some of the comments he’s made about me lately. We will continue to be friends after the match. What you’re going to see here in a couple of hours is Dominic Sanders and Cyrus Black burning this mother fucker to the ground for one last time. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now, if you excuse me Pepper… I’ve got a match to get ready for.
Sanders slides his sunglasses back onto his face and grabs Cora’s hand. They walk into the building and we fade out.
We return to ringside where we're awaiting the arrival of Dangerously and Jason for our next match in this festival of violence.
Woo: Up next could just be the kind of match that steals the show Valentina! The son of two EWC hall of fame wrestlers, Jason has long been on the cusp of true greatness, and tonight he could very well take that next step. His opponent, Tyler Dangerously, a third generation wrestler with an impressive lineage of his own abroad. Both these young men are going to look to make an impact going into next season.
Gomez: I'm interested in seeing Dangerously here. Third generation? He could really be something. Or, he could end up being nothing but a dud. For Jason, he's not exactly a young kid anymore, he's been around for a while now, if he's going to follow his parent footsteps, it's pretty much now or never in my eyes.
Dobrev: The following match is a singles match, scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 170 pounds ... JASON!
The lights dim and "End of my rope" by Trapt blares through the speakers as Jason makes his way out past the curtain. The crowd pops at the recognizable young star as he makes his way down to the ring and climbs in.
Dobrev: And his opponent, from San Antonio, Texas, weighing in at 245 pounds ... TYLER DANGEROUSLY!!!
The lights cut. There's a low murmur from the crowd until the strings of "Hail to the king" by Avenged Sevenfold start scratching across the arena, lights flash, and Dangerously tosses aside the curtain, marching down to the ring, his eyes locked on his opponent.
DING DING DING
Both men begin to circle the ring, gauging each other. Dangerously offer's a tie up and Jason obliges, instantly feeling the size difference between the two as Dangerously tosses him flat on his ass. The crowd boo's and Dangerously slips a smug smirk as Jason climbs back up. Dangerously offer's him another tie up and again Jason meets him, and the results once again is the same. Jason pops back up and Tyler chuckles. They go for another but Jason ducks the tie and spins around behind Dangerously with a low drop kick to the back of the leg bringing Dangerously down on his knee. Jason pops back up and heads for the ropes, he jumps to the second rope moonsaulting off, flipping backwards over Dangerously into his face up DDT, X signature move that has the crowd explode onto their feet.
Jason pops back up and sprints to the corner, quickly scaling the turnbuckles and moonsaults back off the top to come crashing down on Dangerously, but Tyler was quick to recover and get to his feet, Dangerously catches Jason on his shoulder, and to dismay of the fans PLANTS him hard with a power slam to the canvas. Jason almost folds backwards holding his lower back from the impact as Dangerously bounces up and stalks over him. He stomps down into the lower back of Jason hard, multiple times. He pulls him up by the jaw and WHIPS him to the corner, Jason hits the turnbuckles but the impact sends him sprawling back out into the ring and Dangerously drops him with a heavy clothesline. He reaches down to grab Jason, but the veteran of the two takes the opportunity to swing the tide and rolls Dangerously up in a small package.
The ref drops for a quick one count but Dangerously powerfully kicks out. Jason stopped the offense though and allows himself to scramble back up, beating Dangerously to his feet he rushes his opponent and drives a knee into Dangerously's sternum putting him down.
Woo: Jason has been firmly in control since the opening bell, but you can tell that Dangerously is picking things back up at any moment!
Gomez: It's gonna be tough picking things up after a knee to the sternum like that, though!
Jason stomps on Dangerously a few times and then runs to the near side ropes, coming back he leaps into a cross body on Dangerously as he just gets back to his feet, bringing him crashing down. Jason hooks the leg, but the ref barely gets past one as the powerful Dangerously kicks out. Jason is up again, his speed really starting to take over the match and runs for the top rope. He jumps straight to the top and spins around, front flips off and crashes down on Dangerously. He's back up again, his assault is relentless. Dangerously crawls to the nearby ropes and slowly begins pulling himself up. Jason runs to the opposite side, slings off the ropes and comes charging full speed, but Dangerously drops, pulling down the top rope at the last moment and Jason goes tumbling to the outside. Dangerously rolls out onto his feet as Jason is trying to shake off the cobwebs. Tyler stalks over and kicks his legs out from behind sending him to the floor.
He reaches down, pulls him up and runs Jason head first into the guardrail between them and the fans. The ref is screaming at him and Dangerously waves him off and rolls into the ring to break the count then rolls back out. Stalking to Jason he pulls him up and whips him to the nearby stairs exploding them apart. The ref implores Dangerously to get back in the ring and he shoots him an annoyed look as he stalks over to Jason pulls him up and rolls him back into the ring.
Woo: Tyler has really turned things around here!
Gomez: He'd better be careful though Marcus, overconfidence can be a real killer in situations like this!
With both men back in, Dangerously pulls Jason back up, but gets a stiff European uppercut, snapping him back. Jason starts to land heavy right hands into Dangerously, backing him up, but the bigger man fires back with a right of his own, dropping Jason hard. Dangerously goes to stomp on Jason, but he grabs his foot and scissors Dangerously's leg tripping him down and looks to turn to an ankle lock. Dangerously scampers to the ropes to break the impending hold and the ref breaks it off. Both men climb back up to a roaring crowd.
Jason rushes and Dangerously storms forward, Jason launches himself but Dangerously catches him, Jason however counters the momentum and swings into a DDT putting Dangerously down and the crowd EXPLODES! Jason gets back to his feet, feeding off the crowd. He favors his lower back a bit, but bending down to pull up Dangerously. He whips Dangerously to the corner hard into the turnbuckles and then charges at him with abandon.
At the last moment Dangerously pulls the referee in front of him and Jason collides with the zebra like a bad car crash. Dangerously smirks and slips between the ropes to the outside, walking over to the time table and knocking people off their chairs, collecting one, folding it, and walking back to the ring sliding it in.
The referee is slowly getting to his knees, eyes screwed tight holding his head, trying to right himself. Jason is slowly getting up, using the ropes to aid him. Dangerously is up with chair in hand, both men have their backs to him.
Jason gets back up and stumbles around to a home run chair shot from Dangerously, busting him open and crumbling him to the floor. Tyler tosses the chair as the referee is slowly getting to his feet. He turns around as Dangerously pulls up a limp Jason and then PLANTS him with the Dynasty!
He uses a hooked arm to slump Jason over for the three count.
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall TYLER DANGEROUSLY!
Dangerously stands over Jason as the referee raises his arm. He looks down at him then out to the camera with that cold stare.
Woo: Absolutely despicable. Dangerously did everything he could within the letter of the rules to win that match, and THEN SOME, when the referee was down. This is highway robbery.
Gomez: He found a way to win Woo, that is all the the record books are going to remember. I don't think Jason is going to take this one laying down.
Woo: Well folks, we're really seeing some surprises here tonight! In a little while we'll return to the ring with the final match of Dominic Sanders before he retires...but can he overcome a fellow former Undisputed Champion in Cyrus Black? Until then, let's check out what else is happening as we move on with WrestleFest!
The crowd are cheering and many chants sound out around the arena before the lights dim and the Mac-Tron comes to life showing us the EWC’s New York headquarters. The camera pans up the building before it fades through to a shot of President Mac’s office, a sight we’ve seen plenty of times before. The camera pans around the room before it settles on Mac’s desk where the high-backed leather chair is turned away from the shot. The fans’ cheers quickly turn to boos as the chair turns around and we see that it is in fact Scorpio who’s sat in it.
Scorpio: It suits me, doesn’t it?
He grins before leaning back into the chair and placing his feet up on the desk, the red soles of his Louboutin boots facing the camera.
Scorpio: EWC you best get used to this view because in 24 short hours you’re going to have a new President officially. After years of living under the oppressive and dictator-like rule of the Mac administration I can promise you my Presidency will be a breath of fresh air. No longer will truly talented and unique wrestlers have to work twice as hard as the dull everymen who can sell t-shirts and DVDs. No longer will Undisputed Championship matches be rigged to ensure the right person wins. NO LONGER WILL DANNY MAC’S GOLDEN CHILDREN RUN ROUGHSHOD THROUGH THIS BEAUTIFUL FEDERATION!
He sweeps his legs down off the desk and leans forward, eyeing the camera closely.
Scorpio: I know so many of you disagree with me, and even more have taken exception to my methods of acquiring this match, but I have always done it with you in mind. Everything I do is for you. I am a caring, a considerate, and a fair President. I will drive this company forward, I will bring us to pastures new. The old guard will be gone and dawn can fall on a new season and a new EWC…
The 46th President stands from the desk and strolls around it before sitting on the edge nearest the camera. He lifts up a photograph from the desk and smirks at it before showing it to the camera; it’s President Mac and Summer in a candid shot.
Scorpio: This weak and pathetic man has failed you. He may have been passable as a leader 23 years ago, but today he doesn’t match up. It’s time for change. It’s time for progress. It’s time to be fabulous…
With a sick grin he drops the picture and its frame smashes on the floor.
Scorpio: … oops.
The S-Factor feigns concern before he stands and drives the heel of his Louboutin boot into the picture piercing right though Mac’s face. He strolls off through the office, pushing over one of Mac’s potted plants in a petty move, before he disappears out the door. We return to Rome where the crowd are booing loudly.
Gomez: He’s right, that office does suit him! 24 hours Marcus… 24 hours…
Woo: I wouldn’t count Mac out he’s had a hell of an in-ring career… it might be 24 hours left of Scorpio’s career…