WRESTLEFEST XVIII

[EWC]

The lights go out leaving the stadium covered in a blanket of pitch darkness as a voice booms out of the speakers.

Unknown Voice: Ladies and gentlemen, WrestleFest is a spectacular four day event that will no doubt leaves fans with many fond memories for years to come but this year is especially important because we say goodbye to a cult hero of this business. Get ready to put your hands together, raise your drinks because WrestleFest day three is now known as...

”DOMINIC SANDERS APPRECIATION DAY”

Unknown Voice: Dominic Sanders has wrestled for the EWC ninety-nine times. He’s won sixty-six of those matches. He’s claimed five different championships and the rumble in the Bronx 2018. He was the 2018 rookie of the year, the 2019 most hated man of the year and he won the 2019 Memphis Reigns award. Let’s take a look back at some of his most memorable moments and matches.

The big screen cuts to a clip Monday Night Brawl #503 where Dominic Sanders gets his first ever win in the EWC over Amis Shelton.

Sanders turns, sets, crouches for leverage, leaps, and connects with Titletown on Amis Shelton. Sanders goes for the cover...the ref counts….

ONE... TWO... THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….DOMMMMINICCCCC SANNNNDERRRRSSSSS!

Aiello: Dominic Sanders just earned his way to the TV Title match next week on Brawl. WHAT A MATCH!

Next up we get a clip of Monday Night Brawl #504 and Sanders is involved in his first ever EWC title match, it’s a four way ladder bout for the Television championship.

As the two continue to fight over the belt... something SNAPS! The belt straps suddenly break free from the clasp and both Hunter and Sanders take a NASTY tumble to the mat!!! Each of them is holding one of the straps of the belt!!!

DING! DING! DING 

Aiello: Whoa, whoa... what just happened here??

We see Dominic Sanders and Ruthann both holding the belt.

Then we cut to Scars and Stripes 2018, where Dominic would compete in a three way TLC match for the International championship.

Sanders takes a few seconds to catch his breath before climbing the few rungs to the rope.

He takes another breather before fiddling with the title.

Finally he pulls the International Title down, then thrusts it into the air in the name of victory.

DING DING DING

Dobrev: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….AND NEW EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION….DOMMMMINICCCC SSSSANNNNNDERSSSS!

Mystery Man: DOMINIC SANDERS HAS DONE IT! HE HAS WON THE INTERNATIONAL TITLE!

The next clip to play is from the Rumble in the Bronx 2018.

Sanders picks himself up being careful for his feet to stay on the stairs but quietly sneaks back into the ring, comes up behind Conner, and throws him over the top rope and to the floor!

Dobrev: The winner of the 2018 Rumble in the Bronx… DOMINIIIIIIC SAAAAANDERS!

‘Phenomenal’ by Eminem hits and Dominic Sanders collapses in the ring to his knees. He puts his head in his hands in disbelief and then reaches up to the sky with a loud roar!

Mystery Man: Dominic Sanders has done it! He has made his return and found a way to win the Rumble!

Then we get to the highlight of Dominic’s career, WRESTLEFEST XVI where he challenged Candy for the Undisputed championship.

Sanders nails Candy with Riptide! Candy drops to the mat and Sanders covers Candy for the pin... ONE... TWO... THREE...

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner… and NEEEEEEEEEW Extreme Wrestling Corporation Undisputed Champion.... DOOOOOOMINIIIIIIIC SAAAAANDERS!!!

Mystery Man: Dominic Sanders has done it. Twenty years in this business and Dominic Sanders has finally won the grand prize.

Sanders sits there on his knees clutching the Undisputed Championship into his chest. He takes a look up to the sky and points in the air.

We then jump to Stranglemania XV and the Last Man Standing match for the Indy Championship between Sanders and JFS.

Sanders slowly makes his way to the top rope and jumps off hitting Titletown onto Sharpe through the table! Neither are moving! At the count of Nine Sanders gets to his feet!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: The Last Man Standing AND NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION DOMINIC SAAANDEERRRSSS!!!!

Sanders barely is able to stand up as he is brought the Indy Championship and holds it with Cora next to him.

The next clip is at Brawl #555. It’s the Diamond dogs, Ace King and Dominic Sanders challenging for the Tag Team championships.

Dominic manages to take one big step forward, escape slipping through Melody's fingers! She yells as she finally taps out!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via submission, and THE NEW EWC CHAMPIONS... THE DIIIIIAMOOOOOND DOOOOOOOGS!

A very sore, very tired Sanders lets go of the hold as the ref presents him both the gold he already won and the Tag Team Championship belts.

Unknown voice: He has had a career that most wrestlers can only dream of. Now it comes to the end. After witnessing Dominic marry the love of his life yesterday we will today get the pleasure of watching his last ever wrestling match. Two decades of dominance will now come an end as his one hundredth EWC match is just around the corner. The only thing left to do is to get a few words from some of the other EWC superstars as they pay respect to the great man. This is a tribute to Dominic and is almost one hundred per cent not fake...

The screen shows various EWC superstars and a deep voice over reads out their supposed statements.

Jamie Love - “I wish Dominic Sanders was my real father, then maybe I would learn the values of humility.... and I wouldn’t be known as the scrotum of the EWC.”

Tommy Love - “Dominic is the son I wish I had.”

Candy - “Sometimes I lie awake at night, I look over at Robbie... and wish it was Dominic Sanders lying there instead.”

Robbie Rayder - “Sometimes I lie awake at night, I look over at Candy... and wish it was Dominic Sanders lying there instead.”

Nevaeh - “I named my sledgehammer after the real heavens helper that rests in Dominic Sanders pants.”

Xplode - “I saw how good Dominic was before the EWC even signed him, that’s why I shit my old man pants and retired before he had a chance to humiliate me in the ring.”

Iggy Swango - “Dominic paid for my stint in rehab. All four times.”

Scorpio - “Little known fact but I take fashion advice from Dominic Sanders. Before he came into my life I would come to the ring looking like Mrs. Doubtfire”

Ace King - “While traveling together as the Diamond dogs Dominic tea-bagged me. His smooth balls being dragged across my face is thus far been the most action I’ve had all year.”

Clay Byrd - “Dominic taught me how to read, write and wipe my own ass.”

Gabrielle Visconty - “If it wasn’t for Dominic Sanders exposing my affair with Tommy Love and making me see the error of my ways then I’d still be slurping and gargling on Tommy’s special sauce.”

Jordan Sharpe - “I want to thank Dominic for saving my career and making me relevant.”

Phoenix Winterborn - “I went to confront Dominic at his mansion one day but before I could get a word in he handed me his car keys and told me to park the Ferrari round the back. I made fifty bucks that day. Now I just hang around and do the odd job at his mansion. I mow the lawn, clean the bathroom, take out the trash. He pays me better than the EWC does. I don’t think Dominic knows who I am.”

Kyle Gautier - “Mr Sanders is a very sophisticated and humble individual. He invited me around to his mansion one evening for dinner and drinks. It was a marvelous night. He even had Phoenix Winterborn wash my car.”

Melody Malone - “Myself and Cyrus have ruined so many of Dominic’s expensive silk and satin bedsheets and yet he still invites us to his wedding. Top fella.”

Cyrus - “Honestly those bedsheets were like a slip and slide by the time we were done with them.”

David Miller - “He reminds me of me... but with a personality.”

Xavier Reid - “I have a picture of Dominic next to my bed that I pray and masturbate and then pray again to every night.”

Unknown Voice: Again.. they were legitimate quotes from various EWC superstars but any questions or complaints please direct them to President Mac or President Scorpio come Tuesday morning because you don’t know who I am so you can’t sue me. All that is left to do now is to put your hands together for the one and only Dominic Sanders. Thank you for everything you’ve done for the EWC.

As the crowd get to there feet and clap three words appear across the big screen above a picture of a young Dominic Sanders. 

LEADER... LEGEND... FRIEND.

The Fans are in tears as the picture cuts to a commercial.

[EWC]

From her own private luxury box, Nevaeh looks down upon all the festivities happening below.

Nevaeh: I still dunno whoever thought this was a good idea.

People are mingling, meeting with their favorite EWC Superstars, and there was a match not too long ago.

Nevaeh: At least I don’t have to deal with any of it up here. The Prime meet and greet was enough for me.

Nev shudders at the memory.

Nevaeh: But hey, at least the fans will still get to see me retain MY Television Championship a little later on.

As the scene pans out, the belt sits beside her along with Heaven’s Helper, which was looking shined up and ready to go.

Nevaeh: Might not be what they want, but that’s what they’re going to get. Since I’m not about to let someone as WORTHLESS as Kendrick Kross or Victor Jarvis take it from me.

Nev pauses slightly.

Nevaeh: Think I’m kidding? Just wait until you see their ‘Fall From Grace’!

Nev smirks into the camera just before the scene goes elsewhere.

[EWC]

MATCH 3 - 3:00 PM
SINGLES MATCH

Dominic Sanders
Vs Cyrus Black

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Woo: Folks strap yourselves in because we’ve got an emotional rollercoaster of a match coming up for you now! This one isn’t about championships... it isn’t about rivalry or hatred... it’s about Dominic Sanders and the end of his illustrious career. One last match for this bonafide EWC legend!

Gomez: Don’t forget about the man he’s facing. Cyrus Black. These two have a complex history and honestly it’s crazy to see how far they’ve came. Cyrus and Dominic hated each other last year. They nearly killed each other when they batted for the Undisputed championship. Now it’s looks like they are friends but don’t let that fool you!! These two are going to try there best to steal the show here at Wrestlefest in the only way they know how, to kick the crap out of each other.

The lights inside of Stadio Olympicado fade. For a moment, the only thing you hear is the crowd cheering and clapping in the silence. Suddenly, a band begins to play on a stage in the southeast corner of the stadium. Gold spotlights shine on the group and we see that it is rock and roll legends Metallica!

As Metallica plays "Ecstasy of Gold", the crowd cheers loudly and wails along with the music. Gold spotlights move around the crowd and illuminate the stadium. After a few minutes, the band finishes the song and we see another group of musicians roll onto the stage to replace Metallica. It's the Foo Fighters and Brad Wilk from Rage Against the Machine! 

The Foo Fighters and Brad Wilk play a cover of Van Halen's "Ain't Talkin' Bout Love" and the crowd jams out to the opening riffs. About 20 seconds into the song, the lyrics begin and Dominic Sanders appears at the entrance ramp with Cora Sanders. He's receiving an unusual pop, as this is his last match ever. At the first mention of "Ain't Talkin' Bout Love", Sanders raises both arms in the air and blue pyro explodes around him on the stage and down the ramp. The crowd cheers as Sanders and Cora begin to walk down towards the ring. Sanders is in a navy blue America's Most Hated hoodie and gold wrestling tights with his usual white boots. Cora has on her signature gold dress and high heels. They walk hand-in-hand down the long ramp towards the ring. After a moment, Sanders lets go of Cora's hand and slides underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He pops up onto his feet as Nina Dobrev raises the microphone to her mouth.

Dobrev: Introducing first... from Fort Worth, Texas! Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds... DOMINIIIIIIIIIIC SAAAANDEEEERS!!!

Woo: Listen to the crowd here tonight! For the first time in a LONG time, Dominic Sanders enters to his original theme from 1998 played by the Foo Fighters and Brad Wilk! And the fans are actually CHEERING for Dominic Sanders!

Gomez: I bet they are cheering the fact that they will NEVER have to see Dominic Sanders wrestle again after tonight!

Woo: Give the man credit, though. In his nearly three years in the EWC, Dominic Sanders has won almost seventy matches! He has held five different EWC Championships. Like him or not, this man is a future Hall-of-Famer and really exemplifies what it means to be an EWC Superstar!

Gomez: Fine. Sure. He's an icon in this business. You happy, Marcus?!

Woo: Actually, yes. The man deserves the praise he is getting right now!

As the lyrics say "I've been to the edge... and then I stood and looked down!", Dominic stands up on the middle turnbuckle and looks out over the Italian crowd. They cheer and sing along to the song as he smirks under the hood of his sweatshirt. Sanders hops off of the turnbuckle and takes his hoodie off. He hands it over the ropes to Cora as he waits for the musicians to finish playing his music.


Dobrev: And his opponent, from Carson city Nevada, weighing in at 230 pounds... he is the Carson City Kid... CYRUSSSS BLACCCKKKk

The lights around the arena dim and two fireworks shoot out from either side of the stage as the lyrics to Dominick the Donkey suddenly kick in and two spotlights shoot across the arena and land on the entrance ramp.

”Hey, chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw
It's Dominick, the donkey
Chingedy ching, hee haw, hee haw
The Italian Christmas donkey”

Gomez: My god.. what is happening here...

Cheers erupt around the arena as Clay Byrd comes through the curtains leading a large donkey out by the reins. Cyrus Black is riding said donkey. Both Cyrus and Clay are wearing Santa hats, America’s most Hated T-shirts and they’ve both got a bottle of beer in there hands which they raise to the crowd. The donkey is also dressed up with a Santa outfit on.

Gomez: What are these idiots doing?

Woo: I wonder if that’s Doris.

Gomez: It’s official, Cyrus has a donkey fetish. I’ll keep repeating it, shit like this won’t be allowed when President Scorpio is in charge.

Woo: Oh where’s your Christmas spirit... it’s Dominick the Christmas donkey!!! Heee hawww!

The camera cuts to the ring and we catch Dominic Sanders leaning across the ropes and mouthing something to Cora which sounds like “those morherf*ckers”.

”Santa's got a little friend, his name is Dominick
The cutest little donkey, you never see him kick
When Santa visits his Paesans with Dominick he'll be
Because the reindeer cannot climb the hills of Italy”

Cyrus and Clay are waving there arms in the air, they’ve got the sold out crowd in the Stadia Olimpico singing along. Cyrus and Clay raise there beers again and take a drink when all of sudden Clay slaps the Donkey on the rear end. Cyrus spills his beer all over himself as the distressed donkey rushes down the ramp at full speed. Clay is oblivious to what he’s done as he finishes his beer and exits through the curtains.

Woo: Theres a lesson to be learned here kids, don’t drink and ride donkeys.

The Donkey gets to the bottom of the ramp and starts off around the ring as Cyrus hangs on for dear life. Cora has to jump onto the ring apron as the Donkey rushes passed her. Dominic can be seen holding his head in his hands as several security guards and EWC officials have to jump in the Donkeys way to stop it in its tracks. Cyrus gets off of the Donkey and makes his way into the ring, albeit looking a little dazed and confused.

DING DING DING

Black sticks his fist out towards Sanders as the bell rings. Sanders pauses for a minute and extends his arm out, but just before they bump fists he lunges forward and tackles Black to the floor. Sanders then lays into Black with multiple stiff forearm shots to the head. The shots are so brutal that the referee has to pull Sanders off of Black.

Black crawls over to the corner as Sanders gets to his feet and backs off to the opposite corner. Black gets to his feet and wipes a hand over his forehead, realizing that it’s been cut open and blood is starting to trickle down his face. Black can be heard shouting “ok you wanna play rough” before gesturing for Sanders to bring it. The two rush towards each other, meeting in the middle of the ring they begin to trade straight punches to the face which brings the fans to there feet.

Woo: Dom and Cyrus both going hard at the start of this match, neither man wanting to get put down here!

Gomez: Sanders looking to dig deep here, to end his career on a high note against a fellow AMHer!

Black whips Sanders off of the ropes and he comes back at Black full speed, smashing him with a clothesline from hell. The force is so strong that it flips Black off of his feet. Sanders makes his way to the corner and then the top rope. Once he’s on the top turnbuckle he jumps off and lands on Black with his guillotine leg drop he calls Titletown. Sanders makes the pin...
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TWO... Black get a shoulder up. Sanders immediately climbs on top of Black and lets rip on him with more stiff punches to the already bleeding forehead of Black.

As Sanders picks Black up to his feet, Black suddenly grabs Sanders arm and locks in an armbar which brings Sanders back down to the floor. Black then transitions from the armbar into a Guillotine choke hold. Sanders uses all his strength to picks Black up off of the floor while his head is still locked in the Guillotine. Sanders drops Black back first onto the mat but Black doesn’t let go of the submission. Sanders is breathing heavy now and the guillotine is clearly taking it’s toll on him but he still manages to lift Black off of his feet again, this time Sanders stumbles and falls towards the ring ropes. Both men tumble through the middle ropes and to the outside.

Woo: The chaos simply cannot be contained in the ring now, Valentina!

Gomez: Things are about to get more hectic, that's for sure!

Black and Sanders scramble to there feet at the same time, Sanders rushes at Black, picks him up and runs him back first into the steel ring post. Sanders then dumps Black onto the announce table before punching him a couple of times in the face. Sanders then jumps onto the ring apron and up to the top turnbuckle.

The crowd are on there feet and cheering loudly as Sanders takes a moment to compose himself at the top, he looks around the sold out crowd and then down towards Cora on the outside who has her hands covering her face. Sanders shrugs his shoulders and smiles before leaping from the top. Black rolls off of the announce table at the last moment and Sanders crashes straight through it with his Titletown leg drop.

Woo: Oh my! Sanders just made a big sacrifice with that leg drop, and he's down and out!

Gomez: Wait a minute, I think Cyrus is starting to stir again!

Sanders is out cold in amongst the rubble of the broken announce table as Black gets to his feet and rolls into the ring. The referee is counting Sanders out and he’s up to a four count.... five.... six.... the crowd and Cora are willing Sanders to get back into the ring but he’s only just starting to stir. The referee continues to count... seven... eight... As Black pulls himself to feet, Sanders rolls onto his stomach and tries to crawl towards the ring. The referee shouts... NINE... just when it looks like Sanders is going to get counted out Black rolls out of the ring and breaks the count. He then lifts Sanders to his feet and rolls him into the ring.

Once back in the ring Sanders pushes himself to his knees when all of sudden Black rushes at him from behind him, cracking him in the back of the head with his Blackout finisher!!!! Sanders crumples to the floor as Black quickly makes the pin...
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TWO
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THRE...Sanders gets a shoulder up!!!! The crowd are stunned and Black looks speechless.

Woo: Cyrus just can't believe his eyes!

Gomez: He's gotta be wondering what it's gonna take to get the win here tonight, against a formidable foe in Dominic Sanders!

Black pulls Sanders towards the corner and then lifts him onto the top turnbuckle before joining him. Black is looking for a super plex but at the last second Sanders catches Black with a headbutt to the face. Sanders then hooks up Blacks leg and throws him off of the top turnbuckle with a top rope version of his Funky Town trademark move!!!

The impact of the move causes Black to roll straight out of the ring before Sanders can reach him for the pin. Sanders takes a moment to catch his breath before he joins Black on the outside. Sanders lifts Black up and whips him hard straight into the steel steps. Sanders has a nasty look on his face now as he pulls the bottom part of the steel steps toward him, then he lifts Black up and drops him onto the steps with a spinebuster. Sanders breaks the refs count before he lifts Black up and whips him into the fan barricade. Sanders takes a few steps back and then rushes towards Black, smashing into him with a hard shoulder tackle that sends them both crashing through the fan barricade and straight into the first row!!!

Woo: And off they go, right into the crowd! This is absolute madness, Valentina!

Gomez: It's what both men have to put themselves through to take the win when the whole world is watching!

As security tries to hold the fans back Sanders is sweating from head to toe as he lifts a battered and bloodied Black up to his feet, gripping a hand around his throat he lifts Black up and drops him onto a row of empty steel chairs with a chokeslam. The groans can be heard from around the crowd Blacks back cracks against the chairs with a sickening thud.

Sanders looks like a man possessed as he wastes no time in dragging Black back to the ring. Once in the ring Sanders raises Black to his feet once more and then drops him head first into the mat again with his Texas Tornado move! Sanders makes the pin...
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TWO
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TH...Black kicks out! Sanders doesn’t look happy as he jumps this feet and boots Black in the back of the head multiple times before lifting him up and throwing him half away across the ring with another Funky Town T-bone suplex!!! Sanders drags Blacks body to the center of the ring and pins him again...
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THR...Black kicks out again!!!! Sanders bangs the mat in frustration

Sanders backs off into the corner and waists for Black to finally get to his feet. Sanders charges at him and looks for a big boot but Black drops to his knees and Sanders catches the referee with the boot knocking him out cold. Before Black can get to his feet Sanders spins around and boots him in the face before picking him up and hitting his Riptide finisher on him! Sanders makes the pin and crowd count along... ONE.... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... Sanders shouts at the referee to get up but it’s no use.

Sanders loses patience and his temper as he rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair, folding it up and getting back into the ring he raises the chair above Blacks head, but then after catching Cora’s worried looked on the outside he changes his mind and drops the chair. The crowd seems to appreciate this as they cheer Sanders but then Black springs to life, catching Sanders between the legs with a low blow!!! Black then gets to his feet, lifts Sanders up and drops him head first onto the steel chair with a Scoop Brainbuster!!!

Woo: What a nasty brainbuster that was, too! Sanders is in real bad shape now!

Gomez: You can say that again, Mar--oh, no...

The back of Sanders head is now bleeding heavily as Black leans against the ring ropes and tries to wipe the blood away from his own face. The camera keeps panning to Cora on the outside who looks worried. The referee starts to come around just as Sanders pushes himself to his knees, holding the back of his head. Black suddenly sprints from the ring ropes and throws himself at Sanders, catching him in the head once more with a second blackout!!!!! It’s surely all over now as Black falls on top of Sanders for the pin...
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THRE....Sanders gets a shoulder up once more and kicks out of the blackout again!!! Black looks absolutely exhausted as he rolls off of Sanders. The fans are on there feet now cheering for both men and giving them a round of applause for there efforts.

Woo: The crowd tonight really showing their appreciation for what Sanders and Black have put themselves through here!

Gomez: And I gotta say Marcus, I fully agree! What an amazing match this has been so far!

Black gets to his feet first just as Sanders pushes himself onto his knees. Sanders looks up at Black and shouts “COME ON FUCKIN FINISH THIS”.

Black suddenly rushes passed Sanders and off of the ring ropes, as he comes back at Sanders he throws his boot forward for another Blackout but Sanders dodges it and instead sweeps Black off of his feet. Sanders then grabs a hold of Blacks legs and locks in his Texas Bluebonnet submission move!!! Black immediately pushes body up from the mat and then twists around causing Sanders to stumble to the side and break the submission.

Black then springs up and brings Sanders to the floor, locking in his Papa don't preach submission. Black is trying his best to choke the life out of Sanders but Sanders manages to extend his leg and get his foot on the bottom rope. The referee shouts at Black to break the submission but at first he doesn’t. The referee counts to five and Black breaks the hold. Black argues with the referee which gives Sanders time to turn around and elbow Black in the jaw, he then gets to feet and knees Black twice in the face before picking him up and onto his shoulders.

Sanders let’s out a loud scream before bringing Black back onto the mat with his Riptide finisher. An exhausted Sanders throws an arm over Blacks chest as the ref counts...
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THREE!!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall DOMMMMINNNNIIIICCCC SAAANNNDDDEEERRRSSS!!!

Cora slides into the ring and quickly checks onto Sanders.

Woo: Wow!!! What a way to finish your wrestling career, that was a match for the ages right there and Dominic Sanders has finally beaten Cyrus Black! Folks this is an emotional moment in the history of the EWC as we say goodbye to a legend of the business!!!

Gomez: It is indeed, I have to admit it’s going to be sad not seeing Dominic Sanders compete inside an EWC ring again but at least he gave us one last classic.

As Cora holds Sanders, Black gets to his feet and approaches them. After a brief standoff Black and Sanders share a hug in the ring before Black raises Sanders arm. Black then exits the ring as Sanders and Cora embrace and the fans are actually in tears as they cheer for him.

THANK YOU SANDERS... 

THANK YOU SANDERS... 

THANK YOU SANDERS...

[EWC]

The camera crew finds Eavan Maloney not in her traditional grey and black gear, but in red and green street clothes, Christmas hat on her head, sitting on a riser a few feet up in the air, her legs dangling under her as she checks her phone. Callie Clark and Tori Taylor walk past.

Callie: Eavan said she’d be here…

Tori looks up and shakes her head and points up. Callie looks up and Eav waves down at them.

Callie: The hell are you doing there?

Eavan: Well, I AM an Elf on a Shelf. Obviously, people like Jimmy of No Faith and Mac seem to think so.

Eavan hops down and stands between the two of them, losing her hat in the process. Eavan checks her head for her hat and shrugs when she realizes it’s gone.

Callie: You did good against Bullet the other night, by the way.

Eavan: Oh, people still remember? It’s Sunday, I would assume the match would have passed as quick as the food here does my stomach. You, though, did pretty damn well against Swoggle.

Callie: Swango, Iggy Swango. Although I prefer to call her broken. First her shoulder, then her whole body after we were done with her.

Eavan: The fat-assed Kiwi, whatever her name is. Anyways, the matches were what they were, I called you here because I wanted to talk about next season.

Callie: What about it?

Callie raises an eyebrow.

Eavan: Well, with EWC about to go through some big changes after Scorpio beats that bald-headed dickhead…

Callie snorts from laughter.

Eavan: Phrasing!

Eavan rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

Eavan: We’re going to have a new President, and Mac can take months to concede and will probably send lawyers and shit to contest it, whatever. We need to change this tag team landscape. Look at the old hacks holding the gold, the Southern Express. They’re a pastel-wearing tennis racket-swinging manager away from going back to the 80s. WE have to end this.

Callie furls her brow and glares at Eavan.

Callie: We?

Eavan: Yeah, we. Think about it. Look at where you are right now. You were a joke for a long time. I talked sense in you. You went to Rampage and tore it up, and you got a pretty decently profiled match against Swoggle. I think next season, we need to step things up even more. I think you and I should team up.

Callie: Hmm I don’t know, I like you and all but I’ve tried the tag team thing before. With my sister, didn’t work out well. Had to block her from my life. Although you’re a much more competent wrestler than her…

Eavan: I don't know your sister so I can't say, but I've been around the business enough to get good. Look what happened Monday, the company dusted off Xplode for fucks sake. Do we really want all these old and broken hasbeens taking all the championships or do we inject new blood into the division?

Callie thinks for a few moments, looks up at Tori, then looks back at Eavan and nods her head.

Callie: You have a point. I mean the division could use our help to make it better, take it to a higher level. Plus I don’t know about you but I’m beyond ready to become a champ around here. I was hoping to get singles gold, but I guess I’ll just have to settle for tag gold AND singles gold.

Callie smirks and extends a hand to Eavan.

Callie: Let’s do it, let’s flip this company on it’s head together.

Eavan turns around and pulls out a bottle of champagne and four champagne flutes, then whistles before a large heavily-muscled brunette woman appears beside Eavan, dwarfing everyone but Tori.

Eavan: This is Zasha, and congratulations, we're about to take over this joint.

Eavan pours everyone a glass of champagne and holds hers up, followed by the others.

Eavan: To the future.

The four women toast then drink, with Callie and Eavan smirking to each other as we cut away.

[EWC]

The camera cuts backstage inside The Love Club locker room, Jamie is standing in front of the mirror looking at his chest as Lorenzo live streams things.

Lorenzo: And this right here people is why you never challenge a Grizzle Duggan to a chopping contest…

Jamie Love: Shut it!!!

Jamie lightly touches his check and winces in pain

Lorenzo: Not smart man…

Bunny Love: You can say that again...what were you thinking, you have a Indy Championship match later tonight…

Jamie Love: It’s not like I was in charge of scheduling...duh…

Lorenzo: Yeah duh…

Bunny Love: Congratulations, you passed Buddy over for being the STUPIDEST Love…

Bobby Rose: Go easy on the kid…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah, we’ve all do stupid things from time to time…

Bobby Rose: Yeah, and WrestleFest does bring the stupid out of people…

Bobby and Jimmy nod as Jamie looks at them, in their Gladiator outfits

Jamie Love: Why are you two dressed like Gladiators?

Bunny smirks

Bunny Love: You remember when they said WrestleFest brings out the stupid in people...well…

She holds out her hands and presents Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane as Bobby and Jimmy smile

Bobby Rose: You will see later tonight…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah we something in store for later tonight…

Bobby Rose: But enough about us, today is about you Jamie...WrestleFest Day 3 is all about ‘The Love Child’ Jamie Love...you get to try and make history by book-ending wins to open the show and end the show…

Jimmy Lane: Exactly...nobody’s ever done that...and you can be the first…

Bobby Rose: And you can continue our success over Jordan Sharpe and become the NEW Indy Championship and let me tell you kid...nothing gets the ladies hotter than a man in gold…

Jimmy Lane: True story…

Lorenzo: I thought you…

Lorenzo points at Bobby

Lorenzo: Was Jamie’s gay grandfather and you…

He points at Jimmy

Lorenzo: Was his gay grandfathers husband…

Jamie and Lorenzo laugh as they hold up the poster

Jamie winches in pain because laughing makes his chest hurt but both Bobby and Jimmy also start to laugh

Bobby Rose: That was a great rib kid…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah those posters are all over Rome and people tried to grab us all night to try and get the reward…

Bobby Rose: We nearly got grabbed by some soccer hooligans, they jumped out of a van and nearly had us…

Jimmy Lane: They had two giant bags and almost got them over our heads…

Bobby Rose: But we kicked them in the balls and ran for it...ended up in this club and found a back booth…

Jimmy Lane: We thought you successfully killed the night for us but…

Bobby Rose: This group of Italian models saw us and came over…

Jimmy Lane: They said they were so sick of being hit on all night buy these ‘loser wrestling fans’ and they saw the posters with us on them and asked if we wouldn’t mind them sitting with us...I was about to tell them we weren’t gay but Bobby kicked me under the table…

Bobby Rose: Nothing lowers the guard of a beautiful drunk lady than thinking they are with a gay dude...so I said sure and ordered a few more rounds and turned the charm all the way up to 10…

Jimmy Lane: And started busting out all our best lines…

Bobby Rose: Jimmy went to hit the head and the one leaned over to me and whispered in my ear that her and her friend thought I was ‘really cute’...the friend said I reminded her of her grand-pop...which was a bit creepy because she had her hand on my leg and was heading to my junk but I let it go...her friend asked if I ever been with a lady...or two and I said no...that Jimmy was all I needed…

Jimmy Lane: Thanks man…

Bobby Rose: She asked me if I gambled...I said I was known to wager a buck or two…

Bunny puts her hand over her face and shakes her head

Bobby Rose: She said if I came back to their room she would bet me $100 that they could ‘switch me over to their team’...I said I don’t know, I’m pretty gay for Jimmy but what the heck...so I went back to their room and I watched them go at it, they had all kinds of toys and shit and then they came over to me and well….BEST $100 I’VE EVER LOST!!!!

Jimmy Lane: I came back out of the bathroom and asked where Bobby went and the ladies told me Bobby wasn’t feeling very well, I put two and two together and said, ‘oh I better check on him’ but they made sure to ‘keep me busy’...I got jerked off out in the ally by one of them…

Bobby Rose: So thank you for that Jamie...best championship celebration in years…

Bunny Love: Yeah...you two fuckers were supposed to come get me so I spent the night at the hotel bar...even Frank wouldn’t call me back…

Lorenzo: Oh we saw him last night, he was balls deep in some hot indie wrestler, had her up against the wall in the corner of the bar...dude has a set of balls on him…

Bobby Rose: Yeah he does...but man, thank you...we will find a way to repay you…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah, tell you what...tonight is on us...seeing as you have no credit…

Bobby and Jimmy laugh and high five and then ruffle Jamie’s hair

Bobby Rose: You got out there and beat Jordan Sharpe and we will take you out for a night you will never forget…

Jimmy Lane: Or go out there and come up short and we will take you out and make you forget all about it with a night you will never forget…

Bobby Rose: In the meantime ice that chest of yours and take some painkillers…

Jamie Lane: Maybe wash it down with some whiskey…

Bobby Rose: Eddie Ace said 4 painkillers and 4 shots will numb any pain you have...and he did a year at a Community College so he’s like the smartest person we know…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah, he’s like almost a doctor so I’d listen…

Bobby and Jimmy laugh as they turn to leave but look back at Jamie

Bobby Rose: Seriously though, good luck out there tonight…

Jimmy Lane: Yeah, we are rooting for you…

Bobby Rose: And if things look like they are going to shit just kick Jordan in the dick…

Jimmy Lane: It’s his weak spot…

The Express give Jamie a shot from their finger guns and leave the room, Bunny looks at Jamie and shakes her head

Bunny Love: Seriously...what were you thinking challenging Grizzly...his hands are bigger than your head…

She turns and follows the Southern Express out of the room as Lorenzo watches her leave

Lorenzo: How would you feel if I became your Brother in Law…

Jamie Love: Shut up…

Jamie once again looks at his chest and lightly touches it. The camera cuts to black.

[EWC]

The MacTron lights up ringside as the cameras backstage open up on Rachel - The Queen’s assistant - standing in a light blue Roman dress with a laurel crown atop her head. Panning around, the camera finds Melody’s retainer Rory standing in a toga with the United States championship in his hands. To his left, there is a lavish throne where Malone is seated. She’s decked out in a rich purple Roman dress, her 30 carat tiara atop her head and the remnants of last night’s main event are evident on her face.

Melody Malone: Last night, your Queen delivered on her promise to come through and retain the United States championship. The knight-errant, and the merchant lord… put back in their place, and AMERICA has stayed in America’s Most Hated.

She looks to her right, a smile at the sight of the United States championship in Rory’s hands before she turns back to the camera.

Melody Malone: Speaking of America’s Most Hated… congratulations Dominic on ending your career on a high note. A clean sweep for America’s Most Hated this year, and what better way for us to go into 2021? Dominic rides into the sunset, and the Queen takes the reins to lead America’s Most Hated into their most successful year yet. As much as I love Dominic like a brother… him being on Prime hurt America’s Most Hated. It was the one thing everyone clung to this season, about how fractured we were. How alone we were. Well not anymore.

Melody Malone: As I said before Wrestlefest began… There is something about a Queen who rules with the soft hand of an iron fist. I have high expectations for America’s Most Hated, and where my people go…? I go. I won’t be an absent queen. I won’t be a leader from the shadows. I will step into my role, my crown atop my head, and watch my people flourish in the way they deserve. Clay will shake off the Rumble and get back to his winning ways. Iggy is going to shock the world next season and my Cyrus…? He’ll be knocking on the door of the Undisputed champion before long.

Malone reaches down beside her throne, pulling the battered golden chair into view. The distinct dent from where Hazama’s face met the steel is evident, and across the seat there is a very faded ‘Stitches’ written. A freshly written ‘Hazama’ is scrawled across the seat, marked out with one sharp line as the Queen admires her handiwork.

Melody Malone: But right now… the kingdom is in order. The rest of Wrestlefest will fall as it may, and regardless who walks out tomorrow as the President of the EWC… regardless of who walks out tomorrow as the Undisputed champion… the kingdom is ruled by the Queen. I’m starting 2021 the same way I started 2020, as the champion, as the Queen and if anyone wants to challenge my place on the throne?

I’ll save you a seat.

Melody raises the chair up, the camera focusing on the leg of the chair as her hand visibly clenches tighter around the steel and her voice can be heard off screen.

Melody Malone: Long live the Queen..

The chorus is repeated by Rory and Rachel as the screen fades and we head ringside to prepare for the Television championship match starting soon.

[EWC]

MATCH 4 - 5:00 PM
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Kendrick Kross
Vs Victor Jarvis
Vs Nevaeh

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We return to ringside where Marcus Woo and Valentina Gomez are standing by!

Woo: With three exciting matches in the books so far today, we head into the home stretch with two thrilling championship bouts! First up, we have triple threat action as Nevaeh defends against Victor Jarvis and Kendrick Kross!

Gomez: Jarvis has been on a bit of a roll since debuting on Prime, and was even one of three people to win the President Mac Invitational on Friday! On top of that, Kendrick Kross has made some big strides since moving to the blue brand...but will it be enough to win the title tonight? Or can Nevaeh beat the odds and leave Rome STILL the Television Champion?

"22 Nights" by ADRIMAN hits the arena speakers as the lights start pulsing gold and white. Spotlights shine across the crowd as a geared-up Anthony Jarvis makes his way to the top of the entrance ramp from the backstage area. The crowd cheers loudly as Jarvis raises his arms in appreciation to the crowd.

Dobrev: The following match is a Triple Threat Match for the EWC Television Championship! Joining us first, from Pasadena, California, weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds... VICTOR JARVIS!

Jarvis begins to walk down the entrance ramp, exchanging handshakes and fist bumps with a few fans along the barricades. When he is nearing ringside, Jarvis breaks into a run and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He then stands up and retreats to his own corner of the ring, waiting for the match to commence.

It Goes A One Two Three are the lyrics that start the song off as the arena goes dark. The next line starts as a white spotlight turns on and shines down on Kendrick who is standing there with his black jeans and black and white Kross T-Shirt and leather jacket. Kendrick walks down, the spotlight gone with the arena lights red and others flashing silver.

Dobrev: And his opponent, from Chelsea, London, weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds... KENDRICK KROSS!

Kendrick slowly continues his descent down the ramp ignoring any fans that try to touch him. He just shakes his head at signs that read 'Kendrick Sucks' and other various signs. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops as he lets a small smirk out and he takes a breath. He closes his eyes before opening them and walking forward taking a left towards the steps. He hops over the top rope and onto the second turnbuckle looking out into the crowd before jumping down and walking to his corner.

Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back with the Television championship strapped around her waist. She is greeted with a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her long the way.

Dobrev: And their opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-four pounds, she is the EWC Television Champion... NEVAEH!

After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh will strike a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off a bit as she unfastens the Television championship from her waist and shows it off to the crowd as she waits for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

All three competitors stand in a separate corner of the ring, the three competitors step into the middle of the ring and stare each other down. Victor Jarvis and Kendrick Kross look at each other, then at Nevaeh, before deciding to double-team Nevaeh in order to get the champion out of the equation. Both Victor Jarvis and Kendrick Kross start laying fists into Nevaeh as she attempts to fight back, eventually resorting to putting her arms up for cover. Once Nevaeh is backed into the ropes, Victor Jarvis wipes Nevaeh off of the ropes right into the path of Kendrick Kross who connects with a Float-Over DDT. Victor Jarvis grabs Nevaeh as Kendrick Kross gets back to his feet and throws Nevaeh up and over the top rope and to the ground below. Victor Jarvis looks over the top rope and down at Nevaeh and wipes his hands clean.

As Victor Jarvis' attention is on Nevaeh, Kendrick Kross comes up behind Victor Jarvis, catches him by surprise, and rolls him up for a pinfall, but only for a two-count. Kendrick Kross gets back to his feet, so too does Victor Jarvis who looks at Kendrick Kross with a 'what the hell?' face. Kendrick Kross simply shrugs his shoulders before charging at Victor Jarvis, Victor Jarvis ducks out of the way but Kendrick Kross pumps the breaks and connects with a back kick to Victor Jarvis' abdomen. Victor Jarvis doubles over and Kendrick Kross connects with a Spike DDT. Kendrick Kross covers Victor Jarvis but only manages a two count. Both men get back to their feet and trade blows in the center of the ring, Victor Jarvis manages to get the upper hand and backs Kendrick Kross into the corner of the ring and backs up looking to charge at Kendrick Kross.

Victor Jarvis charges at Kendrick Kross, looking for a high knee, but Nevaeh is back to her feet now and on the apron waiting for Victor Jarvis. Victor Jarvis charges right into a spinning back fist from Nevaeh on the apron. Victor Jarvis stumbles backward as Kendrick Kross starts to stir. Nevaeh grabs Kendrick Kross by the back of his head and hangs him up on the top rope, Kendrick Kross stumbles forward to join Victor Jarvis. Nevaeh enters into the ring and charges at both men, connecting with a Bulldog to Kendrick Kross and a missile dropkick to Victor Jarvis in the same fluid motion.

Woo: Nevaeh turning things around to prove she's ready to retain the title!

Gomez: There she goes again, Marcus!

Nevaeh gets back to her feet and fires herself up, having re-entered into the match. Nevaeh picks up Victor Jarvis and throws him into one corner, then Kendrick Kross and throws him into the opposing corner. Next, Nevaeh charges towards Victor Jarvis and connects with a corner clothesline, and then Kendrick Kross and connects with a corner clothesline. Nevaeh repeats this two more times and goes for a third, however, Victor Jarvis charges out of his corner of the ring, connecting with a Lariat. Kendrick Kross charges out of his corner of the ring and takes Victor Jarvis down with a low dropkick. Kendrick Kross lifts Victor Jarvis up to his feet and attempts to throw Victor Jarvis over with a German Suplex, Victor Jarvis, however, powers out of it, floats behind Kendrick Kross and connects with a Belly-To-Back Suplex. Satisfied with his work, Victor Jarvis turns around to face away from Kendrick Kross and steps right into the path of Nevaeh who drives him down with a Spear.

Nevaeh covers Victor Jarvis but only gets a two-count. Nevaeh lifts Victor Jarvis to his feet and suddenly attempts to Fall From Grace (Rayne Drop), this stuns Victor Jarvis who stumbles backward out of Nevaeh's grasp and into the corner of the ring. Nevaeh charges at Victor Jarvis but he is ready to take down Nevaeh with powerful Scoop Slam. Victor Jarvis gingerly steps up onto the bottom rope, and then the middle rope, looking for a move from the middle rope, not willing to go to the top rope. Victor Jarvis jumps from the middle rope, right into two boots from Kendrick Kross who had charged across the ring and delivered a wicked dropkick. Kendrick Kross grabs Victor Jarvis and lifts him up into a seated position on the top rope. Kendrick Kross steps up onto the middle rope and looks to deliver a Superplex to Victor Jarvis, Victor Jarvis, however, refuses to budge.

The delay to deliver the Superplex gives Nevaeh the opportunity to get back to her feet. Nevaeh tucks herself under Kendrick Kross so that he is in a Powerbomb position and Nevaeh slams both Kendrick Kross and, in turn, Victor Jarvis down with the Tower Of Doom. All three competitors collapse in the middle of the ring as the crowd in attendance cheer their efforts.

Woo: What a match this has been, folks!

Gomez: Three competitors risking it all to win the Television Championship in front of Rome and the whole world!

Having taken less of the fall, Nevaeh is to her feet first. Nevaeh approaches Kendrick Kross and lifts him to his feet. Kendrick Kross shoves Nevaeh away but Nevaeh comes charging right back. Nevaeh tries to bring Kendrick Kross down for a Fujiwara Armbar but Kendrick Kross is having none of it, kicking her in the ribs and the chest. Nevaeh doubles over which gives Kendrick Kross the opportunity to grab Nevaeh and connect with a Spike DDT which puts Nevaeh out of commission temporarily. Kendrick Kross goes for the cover but Victor Jarvis is back to his feet and grabs Kendrick Kross before connecting with a Sit-Out Spinebuster. Victor Jarvis covers Nevaeh but only gets a two-count.

Victor Jarvis covers Kendrick Kross but, again, only gets a two-count. Victor Jarvis gets back to his feet and then starts stomping Kendrick Kross before turning his attention to Nevaeh. Victor Jarvis turns his attention back to Kendrick Kross but Kendrick Kross grabs him by the ankle, stands to his feet and connects with a Dragon Screw. Kendrick Kross stands back to his feet, his back to Nevaeh who connects with a running one-handed Bulldog to Nevaeh. Nevaeh grabs Victor Jarvis by the leg Kendrick Kross had worked on with the Dragon Screw and slams it into the mat with a Leg DDT. Nevaeh then starts to stomp away at Victor Jarvis' leg. Kendrick Kross is back to his feet now and charges at Nevaeh, grabs her around the head and connects with a Snap Suplex. Kendrick Kross attempts to lift Nevaeh back to her feet but Victor Jarvis is also back to his feet and strikes Kendrick Kross in the back with a double-axe handle.

The two of them throw strikes in the middle of the ring as Nevaeh starts to get back to her feet. Nevaeh charges at Victor Jarvis and connects with a Superkick to the jaw. Kendrick Kross swings at Nevaeh but she ducks under, looking to connect with the Fall From Grace (Rayne Drop)...but Kendrick counters with a big superkick to the champion! Nevaeh has the where-with-all to roll out of the ring, but is exhausted as Kendrick turns back around to face the ring and is met by Victor Jarvis who connects with a Savate back gut kick.

Kross doubles over, Victor Jarvis grabs him and connects with the Martini Shot (Hangman's Facebuster) and covers Kross for the win.

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall, and new EWC Television Champion VICTOR JARVIS!

Victor Jarvis drops to his knees, realising he has just won the match and the EWC Television Championship. The referee hands Victor Jarvis the EWC Television Championship and Victor Jarvis stands to his feet, holding the Television Championship up high in one hand as the referee holds up his other arm.

Woo: Victor Jarvis has done it, he has outlasted both of these two seasoned veterans to walk out of here as Television Champion.

Gomez: If Nevaeh hadn't of been dumped out of the ring the results would have been different.

Woo: She rolled out of the ring.

Gomez: I know that, but the fact remains she was a non-factor in the end result.

Woo: The title scene has just shifted tremendously tonight, and after a closely-fought contest we have a NEW Television Champion in Victor Jarvis! Now all we have left is our main event, as Jordan Sharpe defends the Indy Championship against Jamie Love...but before we get to that, we have quite a bit to see from the festivities for tonight!

Camera cuts to a quick break. 

[EWC]

Ace Heart runs into Grizzly Duggan backstage. Grizzly greets his friend with a smile.

Duggan: Hey there Ace, enjoying the show?

Ace: Yesir, been a mighty fine event so far. Mind if I get a few questions?

Duggan: Go ahead sir.

Ace: Earlier tonight we saw you and Jamie Love go at it in a brutal chopping competition... do you think he'll be in any shape for the main event?

Grizzly Duggan laughs.

Duggan: Of course he will be. Jamie Love is a fighter, he proved that today. He'll prove it tonight. I don't know if he'll beat Jordan Sharpe, But I think he'll give it all he's got.

Ace: Any big surprises for FNR next season?

Duggan laughs again and pads Ace on the shoulder.

Duggan: Always my boy. Always. We have some super shows planned for TV. Maybe a tournament or two. It'll be a fun time. Stay tuned to find out.

Grizzly walks off towards a staff room. Ace Heart smiles at the camera as we fade.

[EWC]

We cut backstage, where Brawl Assistant GM Timothy Kahrs is practically scrambling down the corridor with a set of paperwork. He mumbles to himself as he tries to find a specific dressing room amongst all the ones set up specifically for wrestlers competing over WrestleFest weekend.

Kahrs: Okay Timmy, we just need to get these papers signed and I can get back to enjoying some nice gelato. Alright, where is...

Before he can say anything more he bumps into a tall, imposing figure.

The figure turns around, revealing itself to be a Reaver, looking surprisingly pleased to run into the assistant. Tim starts to back away, but soon finds himself surrounded by other Reavers, looking as though they've found a target...or a meal.

They encircle the assistant GM, and that circle steps closer and closer giving him a sense of dread. The tallest Reaver eventually speaks up, a deep and appropriately imposing voice that makes the assistant cower.

Reaver: Your time is soon, little man... the eyes of the Reavers are upon you, now.

And, just as quickly as they've appeared before him, the Reavers disperse, leaving us with a shivering, blibbering Kahrs as we cut away.

Woo: What, the Reavers are targeting Kahrs now, of all people? Why?

Gomez: I don't know Marcus, but whatever the reason it can't be good!

[EWC]

A small party is happening in a press box suite at Stadio Olympico. Marcu$ $t. John has invited a few people with him to watch the rest of the matches. M$J looks around and anticipates the recap for day 2 of Wrestle Fest. He quiets down his small group of guests to watch the recap. After the recap is shown he is furious that they didn’t even mention his Last Man Standing win over Ku. Both fighters went through hell and put it all on the line for them to not even get a mention as if the match didn’t happen. M$J angrily gets up out of his press box seat and starts pacing back and forth but his back hurts from driving Ku through three tables at once so he sits back down and looks at the camera.

Marcu$ $t. John: You see, everyone says I’ve been handed everything but since I started in this company, I haven’t been given anything. I haven’t been given respect in any amount. People constantly spell my name wrong. I’ll have you know I spent good money to get those dollar signs in my name so everyone will address me as such. I put on a hell of a performance yesterday, put my body on the line and this is what I get? If I have to beat respect into people then just know this isn't on me, it's on you.

He looks over at a couple of bottles of champagne that he had on ice and the small group he had assembled to celebrate his win then kicks everyone out of his suite. Anger shows all over his face as he gets up and flips the hor d’oeuvres table over. He sits back down and puts both hands on his head. He looks directly at the camera.

Marcu$ $t. John: You all should be ashamed of yourselves. The person who made that recap should be fired. The company should be embarrassed. Show a little bit of respect. I know I’m not one of these second or third generation wrestlers and my family doesn’t have a dojo or wrestling school. I don’t have some rugged MMA background, but give someone that you employ the decency of time and day to do something simple like get his damn name right. Include him in your little recap. But that’s fine, it’s always been M$J versus the rest of the world. Always has been and always will be. Everyone will know my name though, and you can take that to the bank and cash it.

With that, M$J walks off, leaving us with a mess at the press box as we cut away.

[EWC]

The MacTron flickers on, revealing a face and voice we haven't seen in quite some time...

'I have a sense of nostalgia being back here, sitting in the stands of Stadio Olimpico as, for the first time, I attend WrestleFest as a fan. This time last year I was inside that ring, competing in front of thousands in attendance as I teamed with Richard Garcia against Bishop Church and Mike McGuire of NSFW. Now, none of us are active competitors. That is the nature of this business, a lot can happen in the span of a year and, this year specifically, a lot has happened due, in part, to this pandemic we found ourselves in. EWC, however, has barely broken a step, still strutting forward and doing business, as usual. The four day event was so successful last year that EWC are doing it again this year. How I would have loved to be a part of this event again, but it isn't in the cards at the moment, perhaps soon, but not now. For now though, I participate in the grandeur as a fan, just as I have done for the last six months being away from the ring. The first two days have been a hell of a ride, the last two are sure to deliver just as much. I can't wait for the spectacle to continue'.

An ink pen had been scribbling across a single page as the letters were etched into the paper. At the top of the paper and in sporadic sections around the place there were small drawings; a wrestling ring, a championship belt and other wrestling-related drawings. The pen comes to an abrupt stop as the last sentence is written and the hand holding the pen lets go of the grip, the pen drops onto the page. Lavender's face stares down at the page as she ponders her relatively small journal entry. A sense of sadness crosses her face as she reminisces over being inside the squared circle.

Lavender: I miss all of this. First and foremost I was a fan, but being able to walk through those entrance curtains, down that ramp and enter the ring as a competitor had become a passion for me. Having watched the larger-than-life competitors putting on their performance on my television screen, I had now become that larger-than-life competitor myself. But I allowed it all to get to my head, I became a little over-confidence when such a confidence wasn't justified and, thus, I made a fool of myself. I unintentionally carried people through the mud and had no clue that I had been doing it. That was my bad. So I had to step away and rethink my approach to this business because, at some point this business started to change me, started to change who I was at the core and as I was thrust in front of a mirror I had to confront the woman I had become and I didn't like the reflection that stared back at me. But I am working on it, I am changing and hopefully, eventually, I will be ready to make a return and get back to the industry, and the promotion, that I truly love. For now though, I will sit back and enjoy the spectacle that is WrestleFest.

With that final statement, the image on the MacTron fades away.

[EWC]

The camera turns on inside The Love Club locker room where the first thing we see is Jamie and Maria Love having a heated discussion with Lorenzo staying out of the way.

Maria: Why would you want to do that? You told me you've tried this before and he either makes a smart ass comment or ignores you completely. Is that not what you told me?

Jamie nods his head but before he can say anything in return Maria continues talking.

Maria: So if he didn't care then what makes you think wishing him luck will be any different this time?

Unable to come up with an answer Jamie just glumly shrugs his shoulders and looks over at Lorenzo.

Lorenzo: Don't look at me dude, I agree with her. He may not have said the words but with his actions Jordan has shown to the world that you're beneath. Be it for your size or because you're a Love and you still want to play nice. That's kinda stupid if you ask me.

Jamie glares in defiance at his friend and his manager but eventually he sighs in defeat and nods his head.

Jamie: I don't know guys, maybe you're right. What I do know is I've got the biggest match of not only my career but my entire life in under a half hour. I'd like to be alone until then.

As the camera fades out Jamie put in his headphones and turns on Spotify leaving Lorenzo and Maria to each go do their own thing for the next twenty minutes or so as we cut away.

[EWC]

MAIN EVENT - 8:00 PM

INDY CHAMPIONSHIP

Jamie Love
Vs Jordan Sharpe

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We return to ringside where the ring crew is making sure everything is ready as Marcus Woo and Valentina Gomez are standing by on commentary!

Woo: it's time for our main event, folks! On this the third night of WrestleFest, we bring you a battle for the top prize of the indy circuit as the self-proclaimed Indysputed Champion makes his first title defense of the evening, defending the Indy Championship against Jamie Love!

Gomez: Jamie's been through one roller coaster of a season, and with the recent revelations surrounding his lineage he's hoping that the Love stamp of approval will help him topple the top of Prime's food chain!

Dobrev: The following singles match is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWC Indy Championship. Making his way down to the ring being accompanied by Lorenzo and Maria Love ... from South Las Angeles, weighing in at 120 LBS, 'THE LOVE CHILD' JAMMMIEEEEEEE LOOOOOOVVVVEEEE!!

The name Love comes down from the ceiling in giant spinning pyro (think Psyco Sid) as 'You're Gonna Go Far, Kid' by The Offspring begins to play. Pyro ignites on both sides of the ramp and follows him as he walks down to the ring. As Jamie soaks in the boos and few cheers Lorenzo shoves him towards the ring as Maria watches them both. Once they're all in the ring a 2nd and slightly smaller sign with the same spinning pyro comes down as Jamie flirts with some of the hotter women at ringside

Dobrev: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds ... He is the EWC Indy Champion AND The EWC Undisputed Champion... JORDAN FREAKING SHARPE!

Jordan Sharpe comes out, wearing the newest JFS Officially Licensed T-Shirt. Accompanied by Carley California, He heads down the ramp with gusto and both titles in hand... he hits the ramp and Jamie Love explodes out of the ring with a suicide dive! Jamie Love rolls JFS into the ring as the bell sounds.

DING DING DING

Jamie Love climbs up onto the apron and then dives into the ring with the top rope splash, actually hitting the move successfully! Jamie grabs his chest and cannot make the cover. JFS is up but Jamie pokes him in the eye and pulls him into a DDT. Jamie drags JFS up by the head and then lifts him and is able to land a quick vertical suplex. Jamie maintains his headlock and then pops his hips to roll over. He begins to pull JFS up but JFS instead lifts Jamie up and then pops him up, as Jamie falls JFS swings into a super European Uppercut catching Jamie right below the jaw! Jamie might be out of it! JFS drags Jamie Love up to his knees with a reverse face-lock, and then he spikes Jamie backwards into a reverse DDT. JFS goes for the cover.

ONE!

T… KICKOUT BY JAMIE LOVE

Woo: Jamie Love came out of the gate swinging, but Jordan Sharpe seems to have that under control at this moment.

Gomez: Bearing in mind Jamie already had one match tonight, I am not sure how wise it was for him to get an early jump like that. Burning through so much energy.

Jordan drags Jamie up, but Jamie pokes him in the eye again. Jamie grabs Jordan’s hair and pulls him forward. Jamie drops down and Jordan goes over the top rope. Jamie rushes the opposite side and then slides under the bottom rope into a baseball slide dropkick into the back of Jordan’s head. Jamie rolls Jordan into the ring and hits a springboard splash. Jamie covers!

ONE!

T… KICKOUT BY JFS!

Jamie pulls JFS up to a seated position and then spins into a spinning heel kick that connects flush with JFS’ jaw! Jamie covers!

ONE!

TWO!!

TH… KICKOUT BY JFS!

Woo: Jamie Love might actually pull this one off!

Gomez: He's certainly coming back it seems.

Jamie drags Jordan up, but Jordan grabs Jamie and spins around into a spinebuster. Jordan stumbles up to his feet and hits the ropes. He bounces out into a lariat that connects against the back of Jamie’s head, turning him inside out! JFS stumbles around on his feet and waits for Jamie to stand before hitting another lariat! JFS drags Jamie up and sends him into the ropes, Jamie steps up onto the second rope and jumps back into a spinning heel kick that connects against Jordan’s jaw! Jamie grabs on a headlock and pulls Jordan to a corner before jumping out and spinning into an impaler DDT that spikes Jordan’s head into the canvas! The Love Injection! Jamie covers!

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE… KICKOUT AT 2.999 BY JFS!!!!!

Woo: WH..

Gomez: ..AAAT?

Jamie punches the ground and then makes his way over to the corner. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks at JFS, stars in his eyes as he knows this is his moment. Jamie Love leaps into the Love Slap corkscrew moonsault… BUT JORDAN SHARPE MOVES! Jamie hits the canvas hard and bounces up to his feet. He grabs his midsection and then turns around into a PBFT from Jordan Sharpe that turns him inside out. Jamie lands on his stomach. Jordan bends down over Jamie and grabs on a full-nelson. He slowly pulls Jamie up and then drops him down into his patented facebuster, The Sharpeknife. Jordan rolls Jamie onto his back and makes the deadweight cover.

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall and STIIIILL EWC Indy Champion JORDAN SHARPE!

Medical staff help Jordan Sharpe to his feet and hand him his Indy Championship and his Undisputed Championship. He kisses both titles and drops to his knees. Jamie Love rolls outside of the ring with his head hung low. He is assisted to the back by Lorenzo.

Woo: Jordan Sharpe did it, he retained his Indy Championship and now he gets to go out on a win with that title. He had a great run, and this match was no different.

Gomez: Jamie Love really pushed him to the max, despite having a brutal war with Grizzly Duggan earlier. I suspect this isn't the last Indy Title match we see Jamie Love in.

Woo: I agree with you entirely, Valentina! Folks, this has been one heck of a night...but we still have one more exciting evening of action to close out this amazing weekend! We will see you tomorrow night for the finale of WrestleFest, where in our main event that man in the ring will have one more huge task ahead of him defending the Undisputed Championship against the man he won the belt from, Xavier Reid, and the winner of the EWC Rumble, Stitches! Until then, for Valentina Gomez I'm Marcus Woo saying so long and goodnight, folks!

The last shot we see is of Jordan Sharpe continuing to celebrate his win tonight, halfway through his journey to remain Indysputed as the show comes to a close for the night. 

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Patricia Wolfe: Welcome everyone to the EWC WrestleFest Kickoff sponsored by Playstation 5 - Play Has No Limits! We are LIVE inside Stadio Olimpico in beautiful Rome, Italy and we are just MOMENTS away from one of the biggest nights of the year here in EWC, this is the fourth and final night of WrestleFest! This Pay-Per-View has quickly become the most anticipated event on the EWC calendar, a four day long season ending extravaganza with twenty matches and over SIXTY EWC Superstars competing! Not to mention the food trucks on hand and concerts galore! There is everything you could ever want here at the party known as EWC WrestleFest! We have five epic matches on tonight’s final card but before we run those all down for you here tonight, we gotta handle our business and let you know just WHO we are! First off over to my right we have my buddy Nolan Castle.

Castle: Patty you gotta be crazy letting me back on this show! Nah, I’m kidding! I am very excited for WrestleFest! I have been roaming the grounds all weekend long, I can’t remember everything I’ve done. It's been a haze but I’m here now and ready to talk about these awesome matches with you and all the great peeps out there! Let’s do it!

Wolfe: Glad to have you back Nolan, haha. Over here to my right we have EWC Hall of Famer herself, Ruthann Hunter!

Ruth: Thanks for having me on guys! This show has already been incredible and I can’t wait to see what tonight has in store, I know these superstars are gonna lay it all on the line and I am READY!

Patricia chuckles.

Wolfe: And yes, don’t worry everyone, we’ve invited Dwight Snoot back here with us as well to Ruth’s right. Dwight, how are you doing tonight?

Snoot: I’m doing great Patricia. Despite everyone else’s unbelievably cold takes I’m going to be laying down facts tonight. Someone’s got to. All of you are biased and when Scorpio’s EWC is in full effect you’ll be wishing you weren’t so foolish.

Castle: Are you auditioning for a job right now Snoot? You actually think Scorpio is going to win!

Castle starts chuckling to himself and Patricia just shakes her head.

Wolfe: Introductions are settled, but you might be saying to yourself, ‘Day four? Well what about days one to three? What is going on?’ Well we’ve got you covered! We’re gonna TRY to avoid spoilers here tonight so you guys are able to log on and check it all out on EWC TV! Here’s how you do that!

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Wolfe: Alright, as I said, we’ve got five huge matches to cover here and we’re gonna start things off in a big way! We’ve got the second annual Drake Memorial Cup! Last year Dominic Sanders took the victory in this match and now we’ve got a fatal fourway match featuring a member from each EWC Brand. We’ve got Bosa versus Asriel Buzzard versus Kyle Gautier versus Dio. Guys what do we think about this one? Nolan?

Castle: Pheww this is a tough one in my opinion. The Drake Memorial Cup is becoming one of the most prestigious events to win around here, and I am thinking all four of these guys are gonna go all out. Asriel Buzzard is kind of a dark horse pick for me, I think Asriel is someone who can win on any night and I think a lot of people are gonna be looking at Bosa as the favourite and to me, that works in the favour of Asriel Buzzard.

Ruth: Bosa is the favourite because Bosa is the man to beat. He wants this the most. You can see the way he’s been training, the way his promos are hitting, Bosa wants this. All four of these superstars are tough as hell but Bosa is the favourite. He’s my pick.

Snoot: Well that’s just OBVIOUS isn’t it Ruth. Why you’d pick Bosa. I’m not going to get into all this family drama on here because we’ve got a time limit but I’m just saying. It’s GAUTIER, ALL THE WAY! Unbiased, he’s been phenomenal since returning.

Castle: You mean by losing to Candy?

Ruth: Snoot, you’re lucky I don’t reach across this table.

Snoot: Ohh yeah typical, the redhead wanted to hurt me last time too.

Wolfe: So what about Dio? You can’t leave out the Prime superstar Dio has had some impressive wins in EWC.

Castle: You’re right Patty, he has. Dio’s been hot and cold lately but at one point he was the hottest rising star in Prime. I’d like to see him get back on track, a win here would put him back on the map and you gotta think it’d put him in Indy Title contention. I know he could do it.

Ruth: He’s got the talent that’s for sure. We’ll see.

Wolfe: Next up we have a Championship match, Killjoy Ito puts his EWC X-Division Championship on the line against the incomparable Ace King! Ace lost that Championship to Ito and now hopes to reclaim it here at WrestleFest!

Castle: And let me tell you something, Ace is gonna take that Championship back TONIGHT! I got total faith in Ace, he’s actually had kind of a rough patch lately, it’s not the Ace we’re used to seeing but man I think he’s just so motivated to win that X-Division Championship back he can’t be denied.

Snoot: Don’t make me laugh, Castle. The Love Club isn’t gonna be denied like that so easily. Motivation is one thing, winning is another. You said it yourself, this is not the undefeatable Ace King we’ve seen in years past. He’s been losing matches this season. King is slipping. And after Ito beats him here tonight? Hell we might never have to see Ace again! Tell ‘em Ruth, you must agree right?

Ruth: You have to respect what both of these guys bring to the ring. Both of these two have put each other through hell, that much is true. Take a look at their last match and you’ll see they are going to tear each other apart. I know not a lot of people like The Love Club and the way they go about business but they do collect Championships and Ito is tough to bet against here tonight. If he can knock off Ace I think that takes him to an even higher level. Because it doesn’t get any bigger than Ace King.

Castle: You guys are betting against The Gambler, and that’s just foolish.

Wolfe: I'm hearing we have an interview backstage, let's throw it to Ace Heart who's standing by with Callie Clark.

The cameras go to the interview area backstage where Ace Heart stands with Callie Clark, as ever her bodyguard Tori Taylor looms behind her.

Ace: Callie, thanks for making time for us tonight. You've had a busy Wrestlefest weekend, between losing to Iggy Swango only to attack her after the match, getting into a fight with the new International Champion Gabi Vee, and forming a tag team with Eavan Maloney you've certainly been busy. What can we expect from you tonight?

Callie rolls her eyes in annoyance and lets out a sigh before replying.

Callie: First of all, I told you not to mention that bitch Iggy! She might have won the battle, but she won't win the war, we're not done yet. But as far as putting her through a table goes? That was karma. She wanted to run her mouth and be rude to me, so karma got her ass and sent her through a table. Maybe now she'll learn karma is a bitch.

Callie laughs and shrugs before speaking again.

Callie: But lucky you, you're getting to talk to me tonight, in the only thing I plan to do. In fact I was thinking of leaving early, getting out of this shithole and going back to New York City.

Ace raises an eyebrow at this, then speaks up.

Ace: Don't you wanna see who wins tonight's matches?

Callie: No, I have no rooting interest in anything tonight so why should I care? I hate them all equally.

Ace: Umm...okay then. Well you've had a bit of a rough go of things in your first season in EWC, what can we expect from you next season?

Callie glares in annoyance and anger at this, you can tell she wants to punch Ace in the face. But instead she takes a deep breath, then responds.

Callie: Next season is going to go better for me, I'm going to make my mark around here one way or another next season, no matter what I have to do. The goal is the same as it was this season, I want to become a champion and continue to make history in this business. If people are smart, they'll be watching me closely next season, I'm going to surprise everyone who thinks I'm nothing but a girl playing dress up. Oh and if you disrespect me one more time, you're going to get hurt.

Callie smirks an evil smirk at Ace, who visibly gulps before speaking up again.

Ace: Sorry, that wasn't my intention I was just asking the questions the people want answers to.

Callie: Well you better word them better or you're not going to be asking anybody questions for awhile!

Ace: Okay sorry...well then, one last question. Is it safe to say you want a shot at the International Title since you attacked Gabi?

Callie: I didn't attack Gabi because she's a champion, I attacked her because just like Iggy, she started the worst stretch of my career and has disrespected me. I'm coming for revenge on her next season just like I am with Iggy. If it just so happens to be an International Title match, well then that's just an added bonus. Now if you'll excuse me, I've given you more than enough time and my private jet awaits.

Callie holds up a hand to Ace before walking off, not letting them say anything else. Callie and Tori now walk off together.

Wolfe: Callie Clark is certainly one to watch in 2021. BUT! The Championship matches continue with our next match-up, as Candy defends her FSW Championship against Wes Walker, the former North American Champion. The stakes are very high with this match, as the winner will receive a match for the Undisputed Championship on the very first episode of Paramount next season!

Castle: That’s huge right there, a chance at the Undisputed title changes everything. Walker seems to be on the cusp of moving up the ladder, his run with the NA Title was incredible but is he good enough to beat Candy? I’m not so sure about that one.

Ruth: Candy has had a great run on top of FSW, and it’ll be sad to see the FSW go away soon but these two are definitely going to test each other. Dangling that Undisputed title shot in front of them will only make this match even better. But surprisingly I think I am gonna go with Wes, as much as I don’t wanna go against Candy I think it’s his time. They both have been working so hard and I think Wes is gonna make that jump to the big times.

Snoot: I hate them both if I’m going to be honest. That Candy sweetness is getting stale and Wes is too much of a goody goody. The sportsman ship makes me sick. Honestly though I hope Candy loses just so I never have to hear ‘Candy Castle Crew’ ever again. Jesus Christ.

Castle: HAHA! Shut up Snoot you wouldn’t know sportsmanship if it bit your little peepee.

Patricia just shakes her head.

Wolfe: C’mon guys! What have I gotten myself into? This next match is literally for all the marbles! It’s the ALL PRESIDENTS MATCH! President Scorpio versus President Mac! If Mac wins, Scorpio is fired from the EWC but if Scorpio wins he’ll get the whole company!

Ruth: Now THIS match has some stakes to it too! I cannot imagine EWC under Scorpio’s rule?? What would that even mean? But Mac has not been in the ring in three years, whereas Scorpio is fresh off of an Undisputed Championship reign. So I don’t know who would win this one. Mac is going to be protecting his company and after everything Scorpio has done to him it’s hard to say what will happen.

Castle: Scorpio nearly KILLED Mac’s wife! He begged and whined for this match for months and then made this the most personal match EWC has seen in a very very long time. Mac is pissed. Mac is full of rage and fury. I don’t care how many years it’s been since he’s been in the ring. This is about more than the company, honestly. And Mac is gonna rip Scorpio’s head off. I can’t wait to see you try to rationalize this psychopath, Snoot.

Snoot: Don’t get pissed off at me when you’re in the unemployment line, Castle. Scorpio is going to know every single person who’s bad mouthed him during this. Mac is delusional to think he can stand in the ring opposite President Scorpio. Mac’s IRRESPONSIBLE DISREGARD of the direction of this company is what led to this. He practically BEGGED for this. That’s right, MAC was the one begging, everyone. He asked for this! And when he gets his bald ass destroyed, I’LL be the one running this little panel and we will spread TRUTH!

Castle: Go to HELL Snoot!

Wolfe: Okay guys, okay! Let’s all just relax! There’s nothing we can do about it, it’s all up to Mac or Scorpio now!

Ruth: These guys might be in the next match, haha!

Wolfe: Finally, we have our main event. The big one. The EWC Undisputed Championship.

Wolfe: Jordan Sharpe will defend his Undisputed Championship against both the EWC Rumble winner Stitches and the former Champion Xavier Reid for the biggest prize in this business. Jordan won the Championship back at Prime 73 in October, and he has been on a collision course with both of his oppon-----

Patricia is interrupted as the crowd in the stands behind them is going nuts as Jordan Sharpe himself is making his way through them, slapping hands and taking selfies with them as he wanders his way over to the EWC Kickoff stage at the ringside area.

Wolfe: I guess we’re being joined by the Champion himself!

JFS: I heard we’re discussing my match! What’s up guys!

He takes a seat next to Snoot and throws his arm around him.

JFS: So Snooty boy, who’s your pick?

Snoot: …… Stitches ….

JFS: Stitches?! The fuck?!

Castle: Pay no attention to him, Sharpe, he thinks Scorpio is going to win too.

JFS: Jesus, what is wrong with you Snoot? Who hurt you as a child?

Ruth: Jordan, I’m glad to see you on top with that Championship. You have to realize though that Reid wants that belt back and he’s not gonna stop until he gets it. And Stitches, this is his first opportunity at that championship. He’s not gonna stop either. It’s easy to win that title, but harder to keep it.

JFS: Great points Ruth, and you’re right. It’s hard to keep. I have a lot of targets on my back. I get that. Holding this Championship has been a dream come true, and I’m not ready to give that up yet. Stitches and Reid, they both want what I’ve got but my will, my heart, my desire to hold this championship for THEM!

He points back to the crowd as they cheer again.

JFS: Is even stronger.

Castle: Look, Sharpe, I’ve seen you do some incredible things that people never thought you could pull off in this company but defeating both Reid and Stitches in a no disqualification match to keep that title, that’s a little more than you bargained for I think.

Jordan scoffs.

JFS: Ohhh Castle. You poor, naive, Castle. I will let your lack of faith in me slide this time. Because what you are about to witness is my greatest moment yet. This will, and I have no doubt about this, be the greatest match in EWC History. THREE men who will risk EVERYTHING to become the Champion of this company. This WrestleFest will go down as the night you saw Jordan Sharpe make history. These fans that have packed this arena to see it, the fans at home are tuned into EWC TV to witness this. This show, not only this day but ALL FOUR days have been PACKED from top to bottom with amazing matches and HERE on the final day in the FINAL MATCH I will do what I do best! BEAT THE ODDS!

With that, he storms off back into the crowd.

Snoot: I … I still pick Stitches …

Ruth: Jordan is certainly fired up, I’ll tell you that!

Wolfe: That he is! That’s the Champion everyone! You can see him in action tonight with our other matches and the time is ticking away! It’s time for the final day of WrestleFest! For Ruthann Hunter, Nolan Castle, and Dwight Snoot we thank you for tuning into our Kickoff Show here on Twitch and Youtube, make sure you head on over now to EWC TV because WrestleFest is coming at you right about NOW!

[EWC]

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

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WRESTLEFEST XVIII

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Airing LIVE! on EWC NETWORK, DISH, Verizon FIOS TV, & XFINITY

LIVE! from the Stadio Olimpico in Rome, Italy 

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WRESTLEFEST XVIII

Commentators: Marcus Woo, Valentina Gomez

Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Toyo Yasahiro
Referees: John Dean 

"Coming Undone" by KoЯn begins to blast throughout the Stadio Olimpico in Rome, Italy! 

KoЯn is setup on Stage 1 and it putting on a show for the fans

Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's Twenty Two year history begins to play

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, Ruthann Hunter, Xplode, Ashton Drake, Luke Wolfe, Natalie Young, Candy, Dominic Sanders, Ace King, Cyrus Black, Melody Malone, Scorpio, Xavier Reid and Jordan Sharpe all with the EWC Undisputed Championship.

This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:


Jordan Sharpe
Melody Malone
Killjoy Ito
Candy
Robbie Rayder
Gabrielle Visconty
Victor Jarvis
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.

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Fireworks emit outside the building and then all around the ring while a fog machine covers the stadium in a red and yellow 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, we have arrived at the final night of the extravaganza that is WRESTLEFEST! Today is International Scorpio Is Fired Day, and how fitting it is that KoЯn is live here tonight, playing our Presidents very own theme song to kickstart the night. I'm Marcus Woo alongside Valentina Gomez, and we are in for a treat tonight as we wrap up an exciting weekend of wrestling! 

Gomez: That's right Marcus, we've seen some absolute insanity throughout the weekend so far! It has been three incredible days thus far as we are now on Day Four of the WrestleFest event. So far this weekend we have seen two championships change hands, with Gabrielle Visconty finally overcoming a long journey to win the International Championship after a hard fought battle with Darius, and Victor Jarvis outlasting Kendrick Kross and Nevaeh to become the Television Champion! On top of that, we've seen the final match for Dominic Sanders, which saw him pick up a win over Cyrus Black!

Woo: We also saw a grand total of four EWC Superstars win the Mac Invitational, in which each wrestler was awarded a Trophy and $500,000.00 each. We rounded out the action yesterday with a chopping competition that we found out was a test of respect from Grizzly Duggan that Jamie Love passed, and a clash between Jason and Tyler Dangerously that saw a victory for the newcomer after a close contest! Jordan Sharpe was also able to successfully defend the Indy Championship against Jamie Love. And now, with all that behind us, we look ahead to the final night which has some incredible matches in store!

Gomez: We will be starting things off tonight with the Second Annual Drake Memorial Cup, which once again is a fatal fourway. Each EWC brand has sent forth a Wrestler they found worthy to compete for such a prestigious event and they are Bosa, Asriel Buzzard, Kyle Gautier and Dio. Directly after that we have the EWC X-Division Championship which sees Ace King looking to become the third two-time X-Division Champion when he takes on the current Champ, the man who beat him for said Championship, Killjoy Ito. 

Woo: After that we have the final FSW match ever, as after tonight, FSW officially becomes Paramount Wrestling and joins BRAWL and RAMPAGE as one of the top brands in all of the EWC. Only fifteen Wrestlers have ever held the FSW Championship and tonight, Candy looks to be the only FSW Champion to ever successfully defend the Championship three times. She takes on Wes Walker in a match that is sure to be running high on emotions as both want to go out in the history books to be the final FSW Champion in history. If that wasn't enough action for you, we have a match that has been EIGHTEEN months in the making. Its a feud that has the EWC Superstars taking sides. Its a feud that has taken the EWC and social media by storm. We have had many incredible feuds in the history of the EWC, this one might end up being talked about in the same breathe and should be the leading candidate for feud of the year at the January EWC Honors show. The All Presidents Match, which sees Scorpio and President Mac battling it out, in what could end up being match of the year. Should Scorpio lose, he will be fired. Should Scorpio win, he takes over as President of the EWC effective 8AM Tuesday morning. Literally everything is on the line between those two. 

Gomez: And finally, our Main Event. A 3-Way No DQ Elimination Match for the EWC Undisputed Championship. Its former EWC Undisputed Champion Xavier Reid, with his claim for a rematch, taking on this years EWC Rumble Winner Stitches, and current EWC Undisputed Champion Jordan Sharpe. Sharpe won his Indy Championship defense yesterday, and walks into this match still a dual Champion. We have had months of buildup and anticipation for this match. Where will the EWC Undisputed Championship go? Will it stay with EWC PRIME? Will it go to PARAMOUNT? or will it go to BRAWL? Reid, Stitches and Sharpe are all focused and ready for this one. The fans are in for a treat as the final night of WrestleFest XVIII begins .. right after this message from EWCTV

The fans continue to chant and cheer as we fade to a brief word from EWCTV ..

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The scene opens with Pepper Montana standing with the horde of screaming fans in the upper stands of the Stadio Olimpico. The raucous crowd is hollering loudly as their enthusiasm shows no sign of letting up in the final day of WrestleFest. With a broad smile on his face, Pepper begins speaking.

Pepper: Pepper Montana here, reporting live from the upper stands of the Stadio Olimpico! It's Day Four of WrestleFest and things are still going WILD over here. I've spoken to some of the EWC audience members, and found out that just in the very section I'm in right now, there are fans from over TWENTY different countries! We have people coming in from the U.S., Canada, France, Germany, Japan, Mongolia, Indonesia, South Africa and so many others! One of the largest events on the EWC calendar, and we have a crowd to match that!

Inexplicably, the cheers of the crowd grow louder as Pepper glances to his left. He waves his hand frantically.

Pepper: Victor! Victor Jarvis! Over here for a second please.

Dressed in casual wear and looking visibly happier than the EWC audience has ever seen him thus far, newly-crowned EWC Television Champion Victor Jarvis walks into frame. He has the Television Championship hoisted on his shoulder, its silver surface sparkling brightly in the light. Jarvis waves to both the fans behind him as well as to the camera, eliciting even more cheers from the fans in attendance.

Jarvis: Hello!

Pepper: It's good to see you again. Congratulations on your big win yesterday! How are you feeling?

Jarvis looks at the championship on his shoulder before directing his gaze back to Pepper.

Jarvis: Incredibly honored and extremely tired. I've had two matches this WrestleFest - both of which are hard-hitting and taxing on the body. Thankfully, my pre-fight training regime allowed me to be in adequate fighting shape to square off successfully with my opponents, and I'm fortunate enough to emerge victorious.

Jarvis turns to look at the crowd behind him and flexes a bicep.

Jarvis: I'm very grateful to be given the opportunity to be your EWC Television Champion, and as I said in my video pre-WrestleFest, I understand the responsibilities behind holding the title. I promise to uphold the standards that the EWC has, and be a champion that you can look forward to seeing each week on PRIME. You'll see that soon enough.

Pepper nods after hearing Jarvis's proclamation.

Pepper: Given how the match ended, I reckon that Nevaeh might have a bone to pick with you. After all, she had previously defended the championship and is thus privy to a rematch, which she is most likely to opt for. Do you have anything that you would like to say to your potential challenger?

Jarvis turns back to look at the camera.

Jarvis: Of course. I know that Nevaeh will most likely invoke her rematch clause, and I have no qualms that on her best day, it's going to be a coin toss-up as to who would emerge victorious. When it's one-on-one, it's going to be close and it's not going to be pretty. The first person to lose focus will hand their opponent a window of opportunity, and in a game with stakes this high, that's all you need to win. Depending on who capitulates first, Victor Jarvis could either knock Nevaeh out in a single strike, or be trapped in an inescapable submission hold.

But regardless of it all, to that, I say... let's go. Let's settle this on the first PRIME of 2021, and give the EWC faithful a match that will tear the walls down. 2020 has been a downer for so many; let us kickstart 2021 into something special and bring some joy into the lives of our audience in the next year. I promised to be a champion that is worth tuning in for, and such a champion does not shy away from conflict.

Think about it, Nevaeh, and get back to me. I do not fear facing you or losing this title; wins and losses come and go, but talent endures. Can you say the same?

He smiles.

Jarvis: If you do accept, perhaps this time, you'll try to pay a little more attention to your opponent instead of being the same self-absorbed dullard you were in the lead-up to WrestleFest.

The live crowd behind the duo roars in appreciation of Jarvis's words. Pepper beams at the crowd's reaction.

Pepper: Looks like the fans around us approve of that! Thank you for your time, Victor. Enjoy the rest of your WrestleFest weekend.

Jarvis: Always a pleasure speaking to you, Pepper. To everyone at home, stay safe, wear a mask whenever you are outside and drink plenty of fluids! I'll see you all very soon.

Pepper redirects his attention to the camera as Jarvis walks off-screen.

Pepper: Strong words from the EWC Television Champion. Will Nevaeh issue a response to Victor Jarvis's challenge? To all of you watching at home, I hope you are ready for even more incredible EWC wrestling coming shortly. Stay tuned, as we get ready for Part II of the Drake Memorial Cup!

The scene fades to black, as yet even more cheers emerge from the fans.

DRAKE MEMORIAL CUP II

FATAL 4WAY

Bosa 

Vs Asriel Buzzard 

Vs Kyle Gautier 

Vs Dio

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We return to ringside where the referee is preparing the ring for the opening match of NIGHT FOUR of WrestleFestXVIII.

Woo: Ladies and gentlemen it has been an AMAZING weekend so far. After all we’ve seen, I can’t believe we’ve got another full card of matches tonight. And we kick it off with four true STARS of EWC. Bosa, Kyle Gautier, Dio, and Asriel Buzzard will compete in the Drake Memorial Cup II.

Gomez: That’s right, a big chance for all of these men to finish 2020 on a high note. They can look back at this year and really think it’s a success.

Woo: I’m not sure how many people are going to view this year as a success Valentina.

Gomez: It’s not about what YOU think Woo.

Dobrev: The following match is the DRAKE MEMORIAL CUP II Joining us first, from SAN FRANCISCO, CA, weighing in at 265 pounds ... He is Beast Mode Incarnate BOSA

"Man in the Box" by Alice in Chains begins to play! The crowd completely erupts as Bosa emerges from the backstage area! Stopping on the stage area, he glares at the ring a moment, adjusting his gloves and pads. He looks determined, his eyes remaining on the ring as the camera pans around him.

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

With the fans still cheering and chanting his name, Bosa lowers his fists and ascends the metal stairs. Stepping through the ropes, he circles the ring once as he nods his head in respect to the fans! The fans continue to cheer him on as Bosa comes to a stop in the middle of the ring.

Dobrev: And his opponent, from HILL CITY, KANSAS, weighing in at 196 pounds ... ASRIEL BUZZARD!

“IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?”

As the first notes of Machine Head pound through the arena, images of the Great Plains appear on the tron, mixed with pictures of crosses and churches. Spotlights flash around the arena but focus on the stage as the drums and heavier riff starts and Asriel Buzzard appears through the curtain.

“COME ON!”

He stands at the top of the ramp, eyes closed and fists clenched in front of his chest for a few seconds. After opening his eyes, he starts to march to the ring, glaring at the fans putting their hands out over the barrier. He circles the ring twice after arriving at ringside.

“THE PARANOIA, DROPS ME TO MY KNEES”

Asriel walks up the ring steps, dashes along the apron and climbs to the top rope.

“CAUSE NO FLAG CAN MEAN BRAVERY WHEN BLOODIED BY SLAVERY, THE REBEL, A DEVIL, DISGUISED AS A SAVIOR”

On the top rope, Asriel holds his arms aloft then brings them to his chest where he holds them together briefly before leaping down into the ring and removing his jacket.

Dobrev: And their opponent, from MOBILE, ALABAMA, weighing in at 195 pounds ... KYLE GAUTIER!

Purple lights bathe the entrance ramp. As 'The Man' starts to play, a bit of fog billows out from backstage. Gautier follows it out and waves at it with his hands. He sees the crowd and starts for the ring with a smirky look on his face, giving a bunch of high-fives but missing out on the down-lows, mostly because he's too slow. Walking directly to the ring, he enters it by walking up the ring steps. As he gets in, he points to the crowd and covers his heart to show that's where they live.

Dobrev: And the final opponent, from SEATTLE, WA, weighing in at 205 pounds ... DIO!

The lights dim down, and a voice comes over the PA system.

”I am your Crux.”

The phrase kicks off the sounds of “Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones as Dio emerges from the curtain and stands atop the stage. He surveys the crowd, tugging at the collar of his leather jacket before heading down toward the ring.

Woo: All four of these men have something to prove here tonight and I think they’re about to put on a HELL of a show.

DING DING DING

The four men look at each other, back and forth, then they look at the crowd and bask for a moment in the glory of WrestleFest and the crowd. Finally Bosa and Dio charge at each other. Kyle and Buzzard charge at each other simultaneously. Dio gets the upper hand on Bosa and beats him into the corner. Dio backs up to lunge at Bosa but Bosa rolls out of the way and Dio goes hard into the turnbuckle. Bosa grabs him from behind and flips him back for a German Suplex! At the same time Kyle Gautier has Asriel Buzzard in a headlock and it throwing constant punches to the top of Buzzards head. Buzzard backs up into the ropes and uses his momentum to throw Kyle off him across the ring.

With Dio and Kyle down, Bosa and Asriel now go after each other. The two big men exchange blows to the delight of the crowd. Bosa blocks one of Buzzards punches and takes over momentum. Bosa throws four and then five uncontested punches, Bosa grapples Asriel and sets him up for a suplex. Asriel hooks his leg around Bosa and blocks the move. Bosa punches Asriel in the side a few times and tries the suplex again. This time as Buzzard is up in the air he quickly spins and lands on his feet behind Bosa. He offers a smile to surprised Bosa and hits him with a clothesline.

Woo: Some hard hitting offense here in the early going, with Buzzard taking the advantage!

Gomez: In an atmosphere like this, things can change in a second...and here comes the proof!

Dio and Kyle both get up and attack Asriel Buzzard from behind. Buzzard is caught off guard and goes to the ground. Dio starts pounding away on him but Kyle rips Dio off and he starts hitting Buzzard. Dio charges back and rips Kyle off. Kyle pushes Dio and then pushes him back. The two grapple and Dio gets the upperhand. Dio lifts Gautier over his shoulders and starts a TORTURE RACK! Gautier looks like he’s in pain. The crowd roars as Bosa is behind both men and he signals the Chin Check. Dio turns around with Gautier on his shoulders and BOOM! Bosa hits the CHIN CHECK! Dio almost gets his head taken off and Gautier falls to the ground.

Bosa springs up and is immediately attacked by Asriel. Bosa is ready for it though and ducks underneath the attack and lifts Buzzard onto his shoulders. He hits a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER and goes for a pin.

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2…..


KICKOUT!

Woo: What a Death Valley Driver there by Bosa, nearly picking up the win!

Gomez: Things have gotten chaotic in this opening match, a sure sign that all four men will do whatever it takes to win the Cup!

Bosa slams on the mat in frustration that Buzzard kicked out. Before he can focus too much on it, Kyle jumps onto Bosa with a flying forearm. Kyle lifts Bosa by the hair up and then follows through with a jumping knee to the face!! Bosa goes down in a heap. Kyle is about to go for a pin but is interrupted by Dio who spins Kyle around and hits a standing dropkick! Dio pops back up but now he’s interrupted by Asriel who hits him with a European uppercut. Dio backs up into the ropes and Asriel charges and hits him with a clothesline that sends him over the ropes. Asriel stands triumphantly until Kyle Gautier runs and hits a dropkick that sends Asriel flying out over the top rope as well.

Kyle turns around to focus on Bosa who is already up and trying to Unleash the Beast!! But Kyle is ready for it and pushes Bosa off. Bosa charges again but Kyle ducks and wraps up one of Bosa’s arms and grabs his body and sends Bosa DOWNTOWN!!! Kyle goes for the pin.

1…

2….

BROKEN UP BY DIO!!


Woo: Another close nearfall, this time by the former Television Champion in his quest to win the Cup!

Gomez: All four men really digging in deep here, and...uh oh, here comes Kyle!

Kyle is incensed by Dio and charges into him with forearm smashes. The melee moves Dio into the corner. Kyle backs up to rush but Dio puts up both feet and Kyle rushes right into them. He grabs at his face and spits on the mat. Dio rushes after him and starts with a bunch of kicks to the midsection. Dio continues to strike and Kyle goes down and Dio hits a big knee to the head! Dio tries to capitalize but Asriel grabs him from behind. The two struggle and then Dio rushes into the turnbuckle and backflips off of it and out of Asriels grasp. Buzzard turns around in shock and Dio kicks him in the stomach and hits TRANQUILITY! Buzzards head goes hard into the mat. Dio rolls him over the pin.

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2…..

BROKEN UP BY BOSA!

Bosa pulls Dio off and throws him into the corner. Bosa goes for the pin but Dio rushes back and hits a falling drop kick that sends Bosa across the ring. Dio pops up and looks around at the damage. He stands above the three others who are struggling to get to their feet.

Woo: Dio is not letting up an inch here tonight, folks!

Gomez: By the looks of it, neither are the other three men in the ring right now!

The three other men make their way to their feet and stare down Dio. All three charge at once and beat Dio into the corner. Kyle leads the charge and tells Asriel and Bosa to back up, they seem to be planning something. Kyle takes Dio’s arm and whips him into Asriel and Bosa who go for a double clothesline and Dio nearly gets his head taken off! Dio is down hard! The three men stand and smile and their work. But quickly Asriel Buzzard turns on them and starts laying haymakers on Bosa who was caught by surprise. Kyle tries to break it up but Asriel turns quickly and sends him flying with a hip toss.

Bosa tries to capitalize and catches Asriel by surprise with a hand around the neck. STALLING CHOKESLAM! Asriel goes down to the mat. Kyle Gautier is up to his feet and charges at Bosa who is waiting for him and catches him around the neck, BLACKOUT DDT!!!! Kyle’s head bounces off the mat. Bosa flips him over and goes for the pin.


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2…..


3!!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall BOSA!

Bosa is on both knees with his head in his hands. Clearly elated with his victory. He stands to his feet and the referee grabs his arm to raise it. Kyle and Dio are both out, Asriel is looking at Bosa with nothing but anger in his eyes.

Woo: What an enormous win by Bosa here. To go out of the season like this must be a dream come true. Can’t forget the great effort that Kyle, Dio, and Asriel were all able to put out tonight too.

Gomez: RIGGED! Company golden boy wins again. Asriel had that match won, no doubt about it.

Woo: Settle down, Gomez! A great effort from all four men tonight, really honoring the memory of Ashton Drake with a stunning performance. With our second Drake Memorial Cup now in the books, we look ahead to the first title match of the night as Ace King looks to regain the X-Division Championship...but can he topple the seemingly unstoppable force of Killjoy Ito?

Camera cuts to ...

“Perfection Through Silence” by Finch plays over the loud speaker and the crowd roars with excitement. From behind the curtain comes Wes Walker with a ukulele in one hand. He raises both of his hands to more adoration from the crowd. Wes takes a few steps out onto the ramp when a staff member comes and brings a stool for Wes to sit on and sets up a microphone for him. Wes takes a seat on the stool.

Wes Walker: Thank you, thank you, thank you! WrestleFest Day FOUR! Can you believe it?

The crowd cheers again.

Wes Walker: Well, in honor of WrestleFest Day Four, I put together a little song for all of you, I hope you like it.

Wes sets himself him with his ukulele and starts to sing.

The crowd cheers as Wes finishes his song and waves to the crowd. “Perfection Through Silence” by Finch plays again and Wes goes off stage.

The camera cuts backstage where the new and improved (face that is) Buddy Love is standing, drinking a smoothie from a straw. FSW’s own Lisa Goldrush walks up to Buddy who looks all surprised to see her.

Love: Lisa!!! What are you doing here? I thought the normal backstage crew had off and only Ace or Pepper did backstage interviews like this?

Lisa shakes her head

Goldrush: YOU requested ME Buddy…

Buddy smiles

Love: I did...and I got you an all expenses paid trip to Rome, Italy and a ppv bonus to kick…

Buddy smiles and Lisa slowly smiles

Goldrush: Thank you Buddy, it was very thoughtful of you…

Love: You’re welcome, it’s been a long year and you deserve it Lisa, you’ve been doing a great job and well...I feel more comfortable talking to you than THOSE weirdos…

Goldrush: Ace and Pepper are both amazing at their jobs Buddy…

Love: But they aren’t as good as you…

Lisa smiles at Buddy

Goldrush: Thank you…

Love: And I was thinking, maybe after Killjoy’s match tonight I take you out for a late night dinner...just you and me…

Lisa looks at Buddy and nods

Goldrush: You know what...sure…

Buddy’s mouth drops open

Love: Really???

Lisa nods yeah

Goldrush: How can I say no to a face like that…

Buddy smiles

Love: Outstanding, I was told about his little bistro around the corner...I’ll ask for a private table where we won’t be…

But Lisa reaches out and grabs Buddy’s arm

Goldrush: But first you have a match here tonight at WrestleFest Buddy…

It’s like a light bulb goes off in his head

Love: Oh yeah...Ace King or Eric Carr as I have grown to know him Lisa and I feel for the guy...tonight he returns to the event that broke him last year and will once again leave a shell of the man we have grown to love...or hate if you are some but he’s a broken man, both literally and figuratively Lisa, calling him damaged goods at this point would be an understatement and I’m not sure how the Rampage GM can let him enter this match tonight against Killjoy in good faith...I mean I get President Mac is fighting off President Scorpio at the moment and is only worried about his own job but was Grizzly Duggan so preoccupied by Jamie Love that it didn’t dawn on him that his meal ticket is walking into an X-Division match with basically a broken jaw?

Goldrush: Or that Killjoy’s Kettie-da could do further damage to that jaw…

Buddy points at Lisa

Love: Exactly...that jaw isn’t anywhere close to being healed Lisa, Grizzly STOPPED the Main Event of his final show of 2020 to save Ace and yet now he’s ok with sending Ace out there because listen, we are not going to take it easy on Ace, no siree bob, we are going to look to end this once and for all so that Killjoy and fully embrace his X-Side in 2021 without the reminder of the past and Ace King…

Buddy takes another drink through his straw

Love: Because until we put Ace King on our rear view mirror we can’t move forward Lisa. See all season long Ace is been hiding out in the X-Division, losing the US Championship last season should have made him a free man...free to focus all his time and energy on winning back the Undisputed Championship...because deep down that’s what he wants right...his time with it last season was so brief and forgetful but he was free to enter this season with THAT being the only goal yet what did he do...he dove head first into the X-Division because without a championship he feels naked...exposed...as if he doesn’t deserve the love of the fans, so instead of focusing everything he had into the Undisputed Championship he was bogged down by the duties and responsibilities of the X-Division, instead of defending his top spot in those rankings he was defending the championship against Stephanie Matsuda and Stitches...hell he even skipped the Rumble this year so I have to wonder Lisa...how badly does Ace really want it…

Buddy takes another drink through his straw

Love: He spent the majority of this season in the #1 spot, the TOP contender for the Undisputed Championship and as we close out 2020 he’s got NOTHING to show for it...he didn’t get his match with the champion...nope and maybe he skipped the Rumble in hopes Grizzly or Mac would add him to the Championship match later tonight but that didn’t happen and why...because he’s been passed by...Cyrus and Ryo now have better claims to that championship than Ace and they both walked out losers at WrestleFest...nope, Ace finds himself back at square one and right back at where he left us to close out 2019...it’s like this year was a complete waste for Ace King and it makes me laugh Lisa, it really does...he should have just taken the year off and saved the wear and tear on his body because nothing he did in 2020 mattered...he’s right back where he was last year and tonight we are going to make damn sure that continues…

Killjoy walks into the scene in his robe, the X-Division Championship around his waist

Love: Tonight Ace King walks into a match where anything and I mean ANYTHING goes and I will do everything and I mean EVERYTHING in my power to make sure this man walks out of this area still your EWC X-Division Champion…

Buddy smiles

Love: And we walk into Paramount #001 and deliver GM Chris Brock the X-Division Champion to his roster...that’s the promise I make here tonight...that and Ace better get used to drinking all his meals through a straw like this because like Punxsutawney Phil I predict 6 more weeks of a wired jaw and hellish conditions in the life of Ace King...and I predict YOU Lisa are in for one wild ride later tonight…

Buddy gives her a wink as him and Killjoy walk off screen

EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

Ace King

Vs Killjoy Ito

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We return to ringside, where Marcus Woo and Valentina Gomez are standing by!

Woo: Up next we have a big rematch from the Rumble, as Ace King looks to regain the X-Division Championship from Killjoy Ito!

Gomez: With everything Ace has been through this season, you'd better believe he's gonna give the champ everything he's got in his quest to win it back!

Dobrev: The following contest is set for one fall under X-Division Rules, and it is for the X-Division Championship! Introducing first...

"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!" 

The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through Stadio Olimpico. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and white spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.

Dobrev: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 221 pounds... He is THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as a slightly frail-looking Ace King emerges through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, not registering the ovation the way he did before. 'The Gambler' stays for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and walking to the ring, his eyes locked on the ring as he's oblivious to the fans applauding him.

He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with red pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and getting his game face on while awaiting his opponent.

Dobrev: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds...he is the EWC X-Division Champion...KILLJOOOOY ITOOOOO!

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

Ito and King stand across the ring from each other as the bell sounds.

DING DING DING

The two men come across the ring locking up. Ito slides around to the back and wraps Ace King up in a waist-lock position. Ace is quick to pull apart Ito’s hands and reverse the position. Ito takes the same way out, and finds himself behind Ace King with his own back against the ropes.

Woo: These two really getting into it in the early going, and normally that would be a rope break but given the X-Division rules things are vastly different here! This is very surprisingly a normal match so far.

Gomez: The way this is going, things can change in an instant!

Killjoy tries to wrench Ace King up into the air, but Ace quickly spreads his legs out and makes himself harder to lift. Ito wrenches back again but King with his feet kicking is able to get a hand to the rope and hold on. Ito shouts something in King’s direction as he lets the position go and storms himself back to the center of the ring.

Instead of heading straight in, Ace King begins circling Ito who keeps pace and backs his way from the center to the ropes. The two men come together again, this time Ito initiates the lock-up. The two push each other back and forth for a moment trying to get an advantage. Ito, still frustrated pulls King in and delivers a hard knee strike to Ace’s midsection.

BOOOOO!!!!

King stumbles backwards as Ito shoots in. King counters by delivering a knee of his own directly to Ito’s face, stunning him and sending him reeling backwards. King follows up with trying another knee but Ito manages to get his hands up in the way and blocks the maneuver. Ito pulls back and delivers a hard right hand to an unprepared Gambler. King fires back with a chop across Ito’s chest.

Right Hand

Ace fires back quickly.

Chop

Ito fires back.

Right Hand

Ace responds.

Chop

Ito once again fires back.

Right Hand

Ace stumbles back before coming back in.

Chop

Ito grimaces, his chest beginning to welt up. Ito breaks the trading with a kick to Ace’s gut and another right hand. Ace stumbles back into the ropes as Ito comes across and goes for an Irish whip. Ace manages to reverse the whip and send Ito running across the ring into the ropes. King steps into the middle of the ring trying to decapitate Ito with a clothesline. Ito manages to duck under the clothesline and comes back off the ropes. Ito goes for a drop kick to Ace King, but Ace steps to the side and slams Ito to the mat. Ito tries to race back to his feet, but Ace takes aim and swings with a punt kick.

Ito manages to get his head out of the way and roll to his feet. He takes aim with a clothesline but King ducks under. Stops his momentum on a dime and waits for Ito to turn around. Ito turns around into a whipping roundhouse kick right across his welted chest.

CRACK

Ito’s face contorts into a look of shock and then pain. King keeps coming in, this time with a thunderous leg kick to Ito’s thigh. King continues his offensive by attempting another roundhouse kick. Ito manages to duck under the kick. As he ducks the kick Buddy Love slides a chair into the ring to Killjoy Ito.

Ito grabs the chair in stride and takes a swing at Ace King. Ace quickly dodges out of the way of the weapon, he manages to sweep Ito’s leg out from under him sending Ito crashing to the mat and the chair flipping out of his hands. King goes to pick up the chair but Ito manages to grab Ace King from behind after a rapid recovery and slam King to the mat with a high angle German Suplex.

Ito pauses to look at his handy work, and walks over to pick up the chair. Ito brings the chair to his hands using his feet like a soccer ball. Ito walks across the ring and pulls back the chair and swings as hard as he can at the downed Gambler.

SMASH

Ace manages to roll out of the way of the chair, as Ito chases after continuing to try to swing the chair. King manages to use his legs again to trip Ito up and push himself up to his feet. Ito swings the chair again and King manages to dodge under again. King comes up and smashes Ito across his jaw with an European uppercut. Ito stumbles backwards as King comes in and drives him to the mat with a sling blade.

King goes for a quick pinfall.

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2…

Woo: Ace trying to get the quick pinfall here, but Killjoy Ito is not going to give up that easily! 

Gomez: And why would he? He's the X-Division champion... he BEAT Ace to win the belt. He knows what it takes to win and he's just biding his time right now

Ito muscles his way out tossing King off of his chest. King pulls Ito’s head into his arms with a headlock as Ito begins to muscle his way back to his feet. Two quick elbows and Ace King lets go of Killjoy who runs into the ropes. The former ‘Ace of Prime’ ducks under a clothesline attempt from King and manages to kick King in the stomach. Hooking his head and going for a vertical Suplex.

King checks the Suplex with his leg and drives a knee into Ito’s stomach. King scrambles to the ropes as Buddy Love slides a kendo stick into Ito. As Ace comes off the ropes looking for a flying forearm, Ito manages to catch him across the stomach with a vicious Kendo Stick shot. King crashes to the ground as Ito explodes the kendo stick off of Ace King’s back.

Ito pulls Ace King to his feet and picks King up onto his shoulders looking for a Death Valley Driver. King manages to flip forward off of Ito’s shoulder and lands on his feet. King runs and spring boards off the middle rope hitting the standing Ito with a huge moonsault. Ito flips over backwards from the energy and makes his way to the corner.

King comes across the ring and delivers a low dropkick to Ito’s face. King once again is on his feet and picks up the fallen chair setting it across Ito’s face. King comes across the ring again and smashes the chair into Ito’s face with another low dropkick. King rips the chair away and tosses it across the ring revealing a now bleeding Killjoy Ito.

King pulls Ito down by his hair and pins him.

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2…

KICKOUT!

Ito kicks out at two and a half. King runs to the corner and jumps onto the second rope, using it to springboard himself for a moonsault. Ito rolls out of the way and lets King crash to the mat. Ito gets to his feet wiping the blood away from his mouth with his forearm. He picks the downed King up while hooking his arms. Killjoy smashes King with a high angle Tiger Suplex. Ito holds a bridge for a pinfall.

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KICKOUT!

King rolls to his feet and meets Ito standing. King smashes Ito across his already damaged chest with a chop. Ito howls as he backs himself into the corner. King follows Ito at a full sprint, clotheslining him into the corner with authority. Ace puts Ito onto the top rope and steps up to the middle rope. King flips Ito over with a Suplex sending him crashing to the mat…

Woo: Ace with some hard offense here, and he's not letting go either! The men are beating the hell out of each other to see which one will represent the X-Division to start season 22!

Gomez: Ace King has been there before many times. He's done almost everything there is to do here in EWC, but Killjoy's talent cannot be overlooked. Speaking of, looks like Killjoy's about to go for a ride here!

King keeps ahold of Killjoy and rolls through for a second Suplex. King pauses and flips over for a third Suplex but Ito manages to block the Suplex using his foot. King tries for the Suplex again, but Ito blocks again. This time, Ito manages to pick up King and send him crashing to the mat with a Falcon Arrow.

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KICKOUT!

King kicks out again and Ito pulls King into his arms from a seated position. He manages to lock in his rear naked choke. King’s face is pure terror as he scrambles trying to pull himself out of the hold. Ito manages to roll with Ace, hooking him around the midsection with one of his legs.

Woo: Ito's cinching in that hold, he's nearly got it locked in!

Gomez: Can Ace get out of this, considering he can't get a rope break?

Ace uses his one free leg to push himself to the ropes and drags half of his body to the outside, flipping Ito over him to the floor. Ace once again jumps off of the ropes with a springboard moonsault to the outside, catching Ito!

The two men crash to the floor, and after a moment Ace manages to pull a chair out from under the ring. He goes to hit Killjoy with it, but the chair is grabbed by Buddy Love! King turns around with the chair, takes a few steps at the retreating Buddy who is begging King off. Ace pulls back and smashes Buddy Love across the top of the skull with the chair.

YEEEEAAAAAHHH!!!!!

Ace turns back around and has the chair blasted into his face by a flying forearm off the apron from Killjoy Ito.

Woo: Kushu by Killjoy! Ace looks like he took the full brunt of that, especially with the impact of that chair!

Gomez: Is this the beginning of the end for Ace King?

Killjoy comes sprinting across the ring looking for the Kettei-Dai! Ace manages to grab the handle of the broken Kendo Stick, King rolls under the rising knee and hits Killjoy in the back of the skull with the broken Kendo Stick. Ace puts Ito up in the corner and slams him on his neck with the Victory Star Drop!

King rolls to his feet and pulls Ito up putting him in the torture rack position! The Gambler slams Ito to the mat with a blackjack bomb. King quickly pulls Ito to his feet and hits him with the Wildcard for added measure! King pins Ito.

1…

2…

….

….3!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner, via pinfall, and NEW X-DIVISION CHAMPION... ACE KIIIIIIIIING!!

The ref raises Ace's hand in victory as we cut back to Marcus and Valentina on commentary.

Woo: What an amazing bout that was! Both men giving it their all, a very closely-fought contest, and in the end Ace has pulled off a successful gamble to win back the X-Division Championship!

Gomez: And what an effort by Killjoy Ito here, leaving it all in the ring! Well done to both men! I have a feeling we have not seen the end of Killjoy as a champion here in EWC!

Woo: Indeed, and congratulations to Ace King on winning back the championship! In just a moment we're going to see another match with big implications, as Candy defends the FSW Championship against Wes Walker in what will be the FINAL FSW championship match ever! 

Camera cuts to...

We open up backstage with President Mac sitting at his desk filling out paper work. Summer is sitting on the couch watching WrestleFest action on the TV while the twins are playing in the playpen next to Summer.



There is a knock at the door which causes Mac to look up

Mac: It's open

Xplode: Hello Boss man... Boss Man's Wifey.... and two mini boss man's. I figured I would swing by, talk you into giving me a shot at my title again since you TECHNICALLY owe me a rematch, and ask if your wife has a sister?

Mac smiles, puts down his pen and waives for Xplode to come in. Summer gets up to great Xplode as the two share a hug. Xplode looks down at both Silas and Mila and gives them both a EWC Official Xplode Plush Stuffed Toy. Mac walks over to Xplode and the two hug. Mac walks over to the scotch and pours them both a drink

Mac: Damn good to see you X, how are you holding up?

Xplode (Accepts drink): Not bad. My back still hurts from carrying EWC for years. How about you? Are you ready to shut that idiot up?

Mac and Xplode sit down in the leather chairs next to President Mac's desk. They two both put their feet up on the desk

Mac: The good ol days eh X?

The two cling glasses together

Mac: I've been ready to shut Scorpio up for the last 18 months .. now that the moment is finally here, bro .. I'm ready to put him down



Xplode: Good. Then do it. I will be at ringside incase things go rogue out there.

Xplode slams the drink. Mac can see that his hands are shaking badly as he does so.

Mac: You always have my back X .. its one of the many reasons I love you brother

Mac puts his glass down and leans towards Xplode, his tone a little more serious

Mac: I'd rather have you up in the box with Summer and the kids, I don't trust Scorpio to not try anything with them. Now be honest with me .. how are things going really?

Xplode raises an eyebrow and looks away a moment. He then glances back at Mac, his eyes emotionless.... dark. Tired.

Xplode: If you want me to watch over your family... consider it done. As for me... I have been better. You know, guys like us can't do this forever. Either we hang up our boots or our boots hang us up. The only thing we can do is live our best life, take care of those who matter most to us... and tell our brothers that we love them.

Mac nods in agreement but a concerned look comes over his face

Mac: I hear you, sometimes the give doesn't match the take. We've both been doing this a very long time. I admire you for knowing when to walk away. It's something I lack, that self awareness at times. I have to be honest though X, you don't sound like yourself brother.

Xplode nods his head.

Xplode: You will know when its time to walk away... when it is. Just like I did. Don't worry about me. You have done so much for me throughout my career. You took care of all of us throughout the years, all the boys in the locker room. This time, let me take care of you. One last time. I got that much left in me.

Xplode leans forward and places a hand on Macs shoulder.

Xplode: Remind the world as to who the hell you are. Danny Mac. Greatest of his time. Innovator. Leader. My brother.

Mac smirks and lets out a deep long exhale. He finishes off his drink and looks over at Xplode

Mac: One of the things I've always respected about you, is the fact you didn't care what the world thought or said of you. Its something I fight everyday. That nothing I've ever done, will do or continue to do is ever enough. I never feel appreciated, I never feel respected .. and I think its what motivates me to keep going and to keep accepting these challenges from the bat-shit crazies of the world.

Mac turns his body towards X

Mac: I'm confident going into this match, but I'm also a businessman and a good businessman always thinks out every scenario. If things go south, if Scorpio pulls something tonight and manages to pick up the win against me .. I don't know that I am prepared to just walk away from .. from all of this

Xplode stands up and pours himself a much larger drink.

Xplode: Then don't lose.

Xplode downs it and walks towards the door.

Xplode: This is your damn company, Danny. There is no result here where you lose this match. Guys like us, we are a dying breed. We fight until there is nothing left to fight for. Scorpio might win tonight. So what? That's just one battle. He has no damn clue what box of destruction he will open if that happens though. I have seen that fire in your eyes before. I pity him if he causes you to go there tonight. As for caring what people think? I do care. I just don't show it. That's the key. Never reveal your weaknesses.

Mac stands up and walks towards Xplode, leaning with his back on the wall next to him

Mac: You are right. I need to go there don't I? Whatever it takes right? I think its fair to say that while the world has grown accustomed to seeing Mac the businessman .. its about time I remind the world about Mac the fighter. I might very well die in that ring tonight, because that's how far I'm willing to go. The paperwork I was filling out before you came in .. my updated will X .. I want to make sure my wife, my kids, are well taking care of looked after. Whatever happens tonight .. I know you will take care of my family while I take care of business. I can't be worried about them tonight, I need to focus on putting Scorpio six feet under.

Xplode glances at Mac's kids then back at Mac. He speaks with a hushed tone.

Xplode: I feel sorry for the person who goes after your family tonight. You can count on me. As long as I breathe.... they will be safe. You have my word.

Mac: And as long as I breathe .. I will always have your back. Brothers for life my man

Mac walks over to the playpen and picks up Silas and Mila

Mac: Come say good bye to Uncle Jaden

Mac walks over to X with the kids

Mac: Security will walk with them to their box-seats before my match starts .. but I'd feel much more confident if you were back here and walked with them too. You never know what Scorpio might try

Xplode: Done. I will be there. None of them will leave my sight until you return.

Xplode winks at the twins.

Xplode: They will be safe.

Mac nods in appreciation

Mac: Alright man .. I am going to finish things up here and then get myself ready for the ring. I appreciate you coming in here and having my back and more importantly .. my families back. Scorpio has no idea the Pandora's box he opened up coming at my wife .. he hasn't begun to understand what pain feels like

Xplode: That's the Mac that I know.

Xplode looks around the room one last time, pats Silas and Mila on the head and waves to Summer

Xplode: Go take care of business Mac, I got them. I'd wish you luck, but I know you don't need it

Mac: I appreciate it brother, I'll see you after the match

The scene comes to an end as Xplode leaves the room and Mac rocks Silas and Mila back and forth

From the backstage area, Candy is seen pacing back and forth when Pepper Montana arrives on the scene with his microphone.

Pepper Montana: Excuse me Candy.

She stops pacing to give the interviewer her attention

Pepper Montana: In just a few moments, you will be defending the FSW Championship one last time at WrestleFest. Are you nervous?

Candy: Not really.

Pepper Montana: Then why were you pacing?

Candy: Do you know how many candy bars I’ve eaten today?

Pepper Montana: Uhhhh…..

Candy: Lets just say quite a few. And I can’t seem to sit still.

Her cheeks flush as she continues.

Candy: The truth is, I know what I’ve gotta do and I’m ready to do it.

Pepper Montana: Well, should you be successful tonight, then you will go on to face the Undisputed Champion at the Paramount premiere. Do you have any preference as to who you rather fight?

Candy: I believe I already made my preference rather clear, but if I end up facing Xavier Reid or Stitches, I’m all for that too. Though I’m trying not to think about that just yet. Tonight, is about me, Wes Walker, and the FSW Championship.

She pats the championship belt that’s strapped to her waist.

Candy: I know how badly Wes wants this, but I’ll show him just how much he isn’t ready when I put him down with a Candy Crusher to end this season. Last WrestleFest might not have worked out for me, but this one is going to have a much sweeter ending. Just you wait and see.

With that, Candy walks away from Montana and prepares to make her entrance.

FSW CHAMPIONSHIP

Wes Walker

Vs Candy

---

We return to ringside where the crowd is in a frenzy of anticipation for the next match up featuring some of FSW best.

Woo: Can you believe this? It’s the final night of Season 21 and the end of a legacy in FSW. These two will carry on that legacy here tonight for the Future Stars Championship. This will be the LAST FSW title match to ever take place. Can Candy do what no other FSW champion before has been able to do and defend the belt for the THIRD time?

Gomez: Candy has her hands full tonight with Wes Walker and anything can happen here tonight, but the importance of this moment cannot be understated. Whoever walks out of this match tonight as FSW champion WILL go on to wrestle in the Main Event of Paramount 001 against whoever wins the Main Event tonight! Unification is on the horizon for whichever person walks out with the current top title on the Orange brand! Let's go to the ring for the introductions!

Dobrev: The following match is for the Future Stars of Wrestling Championship. It is for one fall. Joining us first, from Montreal, QC, Canada, weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds... WES WAAALLKKKKKEERRRRRR!

Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play, Wes Walker comes from behind the curtain will swinging his arms back and forth loosening up his shoulders.

He raises arms up above his head and the crowd goes wild. He bows his head and takes in the cheers. Wes begins walking down the aisle towards the ring. He slides under the bottom rope in a quick motion.

Dobrev: And his opponent from Alamo, California, weighing in at one hundred and six pounds... The Future Stars Champion” The Sweet Treat”…..CAAANNNNNDYYY!!!!!!

Just as "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter starts to play throughout the arena, fans immediately start to cheer as Candy emerges from the back all smiles as she does a little dance at the top of the stage. As Candy finishes showing off her moves, she stands at the top of the ramp for moment as she points to the championship around her waist.

After her name is announced, Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy unstraps the title from her waits and shows it off to the cheering crowd as she waits for her music to subside.

Woo: Look at that entrance from the Champion. The crowd loves her. I love her. We all love her!

DING DING DING

Candy and Wes are looking at each other as the crowd begins to chant. They both look out towards the crowd and then back at each other once again. Candy raises her arms out and motions for the crowd to continue their cheers. Wes Walker in turns, raises his arms and makes the motion as well as the cheers begin to grow into a stadium rumbling chant.

FSDub

FSDub

FSDub

FSDub

FSDub

FSDub

Candy smiling again raises the FSW Championship title out towards the crowd.

Woo: Candy showing respect to the crowd as they show respect to both her and Wes.

Gomez: This is an awe inspiring moment Woo and everybody inside of this arena is aware of that.

FSDub

FSDub

FSDub

Candy hands the title to the referee who bends down handing it to the time keeper at ringside.

Candy and Wes look at each other again and meet center ring. The two shake hands in a sign of respect and then back away as they size each other up before locking up in combat.

The two walk towards each other and then back away before walking back towards each other. Wes raises his hand as if he’s expecting Candy to attempt a moment of strength. Candy goes to raise her hand up to meet his. Wes looks up towards her hand and Candy knees him in the midsection doubling him over as the wind is knocked out of him. Candy bounces backwards off the ropes propelling herself forward and catches Wes with a forearm smash to his chest knocking him back but he’s able to stay on his feet. Candy quickly bounces off the ropes again and again catches Wes in the chest with another forearm smash. This one causing him to fall backwards into the corner of the turnbuckles.

Candy instantly runs and jumps up on the second rope and brings her knee up into the jaw of Wes causing him to fall to his rear on the canvas but he’s propped up by the turnbuckles. Candy begins kicking Wes in the chest as the referee begins to count.

1…

2…

3…

4…

The referee pulls the Sweet Treat away from Wes who falls over and is laying on the canvas.

Candy again goes towards Wes but he rolls out of the ring and catches Candy off guard as he reaches in and grabs her by her feet pulling her to the outside area. Wes begins punching Candy in the neck and face area and then grabs her by the back of her hair and slams her head first onto the ring apron.

The referee continues his count as they are on the floor.


Woo: We are seeing levels of aggression that NO ONE has seen from both competitors here tonight! The importance of this match is not lost on Candy OR Wes. 

Gomez: They better! This isn't just an FSW title match. Win this and you are GUARANTEED a shot at the biggest prize in all of professional wrestling. 

5…

6…

Wes backhand chops Candy on the upper chest and a loud smack causing those sitting ringside to cringe at the sound.

7…

8…

Wes rolls into the ring leaving Candy outside.

9…

Candy is able to roll into the ring before the ten count and as he rolls in Wes goes to drop and elbow on her but misses as she instantly rolled back out to the floor.

As Wes crashed to the canvas she rolls back into the ring. She goes to kick him but he catches her foot and stands holding onto her. She looks at him in the eye and goes for an enzuigiri but Wes ducks causing her to miss the maneuver. She quickly gets back to her feet and Wes pushes her backwards. Candy looks him in the face and pushes him back.

Wes gets a look of anger on his face and pushes her again.

Candy again returns in anger and pushes Wes back.

Wes raises his fist as if he’s about to throw a punch and Candy raises her fist ready to go blow for blow.

Woo: The Champion isn’t going to back down from anyone. Look at the fire in her eyes.

Gomez: This has already been a back and forth contest with both of them refusing to let the other gain advantage.

Woo: She’s not naive and she knows that Wes wants that belt and he’s ready to do anything to gain a victory over her tonight.

Gomez: This match is playing out even at the moment but I think that’ll change soon.

Wes goes to strike the Sweet Treat but she’s able to get her arm raised and blocks the punch. She returns with a punch of her own and hits Wes with an enzuigiri toppling him over to the canvas and rolling out of the ring hitting the floor with a thud.

Candy looks down towards him laying on the floor and looks at the crowd momentarily as West begins to get to his feet. Candy runs towards the opposite ropes and rebounds sliding outside of the ring towards Wes and catches his head and bringing him face down with a bulldog to the floor outside of the ring.

It’s obvious that the move hurts Candy as well as she stands holding her lower back. She kicks Wes to the back of his head and then climbs up onto the ring apron as the referee is counting.

1…

2…

Wes begins standing and Candy runs the apron and flies off catching Wes and sending him flying into the ringside barrier with a hurricarana. The crowd responds with a loud cheer for the champion. Wes lays on his side holding the back of his neck and shoulder.

3…

4…

5…

Candy again jumps up onto the apron and ducks back into the ring to break up the referee’s count and she then climbs back out onto the ring apron. She looks at the crowd and then down at Wes Walker. She raises her arm up and swings it around before running and jumping off the apron landing an Cactus style elbow onto Wes Walker.

1…

2…

3…

Candy stays on the floor holding her back as she again sacrifices her body to inflict damage upon her opponent.

4…

5…

Candy slowly gets to her feet and grabs Wes pulling him to his feet as well. Candy again climbs up onto the apron as Wes wobbly stands looking up at her. She goes to drop an axe handle onto the his forehead but he catches her and tosses her back into the ring over the bottom rope. She rolls to the center of the ring as Wes rolls himself into the ring.

Candy gets to her feet first and goes to drop an elbow on Wes but misses by an inch as he rolled out of the way. Candy rolls in pain as it’s obvious to all that she’s favoring her back.

Woo: Candy is risking her own body in an attempt to put Walker down for the count. She intends to leave tonight as the FSW Champion.

Gomez: Wes has taken a beating but he’s not anywhere near ready for this match to be over.

Woo: Gomez I think you’re right he’s getting to his feet. Look at the look he’s giving the Sweet Treat. That’s fierce anger.

Wes grabs Candy pulling her to her feet. He grabs his arms around her midsection wrapping her in a bear hug and she screams out in pain. She’s grabbing and clawing at his arms trying to get the pressure off of her back. The referee comes in close seeing that she’s in extreme pain thinking she may tap out.

As Wes pulls in tighter on the bear hug Candy again screams and looks as though she may be fainting from the pain. The referee goes and raises her arm and it falls.

1…

Again the referee raises her arm into the air and it again falls.

2…

For a third time the referee goes to raise her arm and it again begins to fall.

3… NO! She finds it within herself to keep her arm from falling. She looks at Wes and goes to punch him but he instead tosses her to the canvas like a rag doll and begins kicking her in the back.

The referee goes to push him away but Wes grabs Candy and puts her into a Boston crab again working the back.

Candy screams in pain again but is able to grab the bottom rope forcing the referee to break the hold. Wes stands to his feet and grabs Candy by the foot pulling her to center ring. He then steps one foot between her legs and looks out towards the crowd momentarily before applying the sharpshooter onto the Champion.

Candy yells out again in pain as all of the pressure is on her back. The referee goes around to check on her but she’s pulling towards the bottom rope but it’s about two feet from her reach.

The referee looks up at Wes who is biting down on his lip trying to apply as much pressure as possible. Candy begins pounding her fist into the canvas willing herself to pull her away towards the ropes forcing a break.

Wes is forced to step back or release the hold. Candy again pulls towards the bottom rope causing Wes to step back again. Candy reaches for the bottom rope but Wes breaks the hold as he turns gabbling both hands onto the top rope and shoving Candy out on the floor with his feet.

Wes quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle and looks down towards Candy. The crowd begins chanting.

FSDub

FSDub

Wes raises his arms out asking for the cheers to grow louder.

FSDUB

FSDUB

Candy begins getting to her and as she does she turns looking up towards Wes holding her back.

Wes jumps from the turnbuckle diving towards Candy for a cross body. He lands perfect on top of her bring them both to the floor.

Slowly Wes stands back to his feet looking up at the referee who is counting both individuals out.

1…

2…

Wes climbs back into the ring as the referee continues to count Candy out.

3…

4…

5…

6…

Candy begins getting to her feet.

7…

8…

Candy looks up at the referee.

Woo: I don’t think she’s going to make it back into the ring before the ten count.

Gomez: Wes doesn’t win the Championship on a count out. He needs to do something or all of this is for nothing.

Woo: Candy’s moving she might make it back into the ring in time.

Gomez: Even though she wouldn’t lose the Championship Candy isn’t going to lose at WrestleFest like this.

9…

She finally rolls into the ring.

As she slowly rolls into the ring Wes quickly grabs her and goes for the pin.

1…

2…

3… NO, SHE kicks out.

Surprised Wes again grabs her and rolls her up for a pin.

1…

2…

3… NO, SHE kicks out again.

Wes frustrated pulls her to her feet and as he does so she throws an elbow into the midsection but Wes goes to knee her in the midsection. Candy anticipating the move grabs him under the knee and rolls with him bring him to the canvas. She grabs both of his legs and rolls over the top of him holding his legs in a pinning combination.

1…

2…

Wes kicks out in a moment of surprise. He quickly gets to his feet and bends down to grab Candy but she grabs him and this time rolls him up into a small package pinning situation.

1…

2…

Kick out, again Wes is able to get out of the pinning combination.

He gets to his feet and runs towards Candy who hip tosses him and she then runs towards him and he hip tosses her. She quickly starts pushing herself towards the corner of the ring.

Wes stands watching her as she sits in the corner looking up at him.

Woo: These two haven’t let up since the opening bell.

Gomez: It’s been a back and forth match and anybody can still win.

Candy pulls herself up to her feet using the ropes for assistance. She steps forward and her and Wes tie up with him quickly gaining the advantage with a wrist lock. Candy ducks and reverses into an arm lock pinning Wes’s arm behind him. He steps through placing his foot behind him and between her legs and hip tosses her but she flips over landing on her feet. The two look again at each other eye to eye.

They lock up again and Candy knees him in the midsection and then lifts him into a suplex but he’s able to shift his weight falling to his feet beside her and lifts her for a suplex. She is able to work free and slides down his back pulling him down into a pin.

1…

Kick out by Wes and both individuals quickly get back to their feet again.

Woo: Neither of them have been able to gain full advantage the last few minutes. It’s back and forth with each countering the other’s move.

Gomez: All it takes is one mistake and everything changes.

Candy comes towards Wes and is caught off guard as he spins around with a front kick to the head, Self-explanatory. Candy crumbles to the canvas and Wes Walker grabs her pulling her to her feet and he gets her in a double under hook and motions to the crowd for the end of the match.

Irish Hammer!

Wes goes for the pin.

1…

2…

3…

NO!!!!!, she kicks out of his patent finish maneuver.

Wes grabs his hair and grits his teeth in disbelief.

He grabs her and pulls her to her feet again.

He goes to put her into the double under again but she reverse holding onto him and runs up the turnbuckles.

Sliced Bread #2!!

Candy goes for the pin.

1…

2…

3…

No, Kick out! Wes gets his shoulder of the mat barely in time.

Candy is in shock that Wes was able to kick out of her finish.

She pulls herself up off the mat and pulls Wes up as well.

The Sweet Treat grabs Wes but is caught off guard as he throws a knee into the midsection of the FSW champion, doubling her over. IRISH HAMMER from Wes out of nowhere! Wes with the cover...


ONE....


TWO....

THR-KICKOUT by Candy!

Wes is first to his feet as he picks Candy up to her feet. She is almost dead weight at this point as she is trying to shake off the Irish Hammer. Wes take the given opportunity and hits the champion with a spinning front kick to the head! Candy crumples to the mat and Wes wastes no time in hooking the leg for the pin...

ONE...


TWO...

THREE- NO! Candy kicks out! The crowd can't believe what they are witnessing right now. Wes is stunned. He can't process how Candy keeps kicking out. He looks around and as he sees Candy slowly getting to his feet, Wes grabs her again, hooks the legs, lifts Candy IRISH HAMMER! Wes hooks both legs this time. 

ONE...


TWO...


THREE!!!!!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall and NEW FSW CHAMPION WESSSS WALLLKKKEEERRRRRRR!

Wes rolls over onto his stomach and grabs his hair in surprise. He can't believe that he finally did it and is the FSW Champion. He turns looking at Candy, who looks back towards him. She nods as he does the same pulling himself to his feet. He steps towards Candy and puts out his hand offering to help her to her feet.

Candy looks up at him and takes his hand letting him help her stand. She stumbles as she stands and moves towards the referee who turning back towards the pair as he holds the FSW belt. Candy grabs it from him and turns towards Wes. 

She then holds it out towards him giving him the belt. The crowd goes wild. Candy can be seen screaming over the crowd "YOU EARNED IT TONIGHT"

FSDUB

FSDUB

FSDUB

FSDUB

She rolls out of the ring leaving Wes center ring as the crowd chants.

Wes Walker looks around the arena and then lifts the belt up towards the roof with one hand and with the other he beats his chest with his other hand multiple times. He then pulls the championship towards his chest and wraps both arms around it.



Woo: I can’t believe what we just saw. What heart and passion those two left inside of that ring tonight. This crowd just saw the best that these two had to offer. If this is the last FSW match. It goes out with a huge ovation.

Gomez: Candy and Wes gave their all during the match and at the end. Showing respect for each other and everybody sitting in this arena. I’m in awe of this moment. I don’t know what else to say as these two just said everything.

Woo: We are not done yet though folks. We still have to find out WHO will walk out of WrestleFest and be Wes Walkers opponent opponent on Paramount 001 next season! Xavier Reid, Stitches the Clown, Jordan Sharpe... Three way dance.... The Undisputed title is on the line... later tonight! Before we get there, though, we have one other big match ahead of us as President Mac steps in the ring for the first time in years to take on the self-proclaimed 46th President of the United States, Scorpio! It's our All-Presidents Match, and that is coming up NEXT!

Camera cuts to ...

We go backstage to find Brawl GM Jim Connors rushing frantically about, stopping every wrestler, backstage worker and passer by with the same question.

Connors: Gabi? Gabi! Has anyone seen our new International Champion, Gabrielle Visconty? It's urgent that I speak with her... anybody?

Everyone he accosted gives the same answer: looks of confusion and shrugged shoulders. Until, that is, he grabs one of the referees.

Connors: You! Dean! Have you seen Gabi around?

Dean: Gabrielle...? I think I saw her heading to the parking lot, looked like she was about to call it a night.

The GM doesn't even stop to thank him, barging past the referee as he rushes further backstage to the parking lot, the camera keeping up with him at every step. A few moments later he bursts through the blue double doors into the cavernous, dimly lit concrete space, parked cars dotted throughout. He starts pacing between the vehicles, calling out to his new International Champion.

Connors: Gabi! Gabrielle Visconty, where are you? Dammit, if she's left already I probably won't get a hold of her until next season... huh?

His attention is drawn as he's suddenly bathed in bright light, a vehicle's revving motor drawing closer as he steps to the side of the lane. But instead of passing him by, the large black SUV screeches to a halt beside him as all passenger doors burst open, four hulking, black clad Reavers spilling out and surrounding him in an instant. The sunroof opens and Captain Morgan Darkwater slowly wises like a wrathful demon, beard tips aflame, baleful gaze locking onto the Brawl GM.

Darkwater: Mr Connors! Ye may not have found your blessed Champion, but I assure ye you've found somethin' better... You've found your destiny, and the start of the EWC's great new era. Take him, men.

The Reavers don't hesitate to obey, grabbing Connors roughly by a limb each, lifting him with ease despite his struggles. Together, they carry him over to the back of the SUV, the trunk popping open as they threw him inside, slamming the door closed in him before piling back into the car. Morgan smacks on the roof of the car and it tears off out the parking lot, his bellowing laughter echoing throughout the silence.

Woo: My god, did we... did we just witness a kidnapping?

Gomez: I think we did... but what does this mean for Jim Connors, and the next season of Brawl...?

Woo: As much as I'd like to speculate, I'm afraid we have to get back to the action ringside, folks, but please - stay tuned for any updates!

The camera cuts inside Stadio Olimpico and inside The Love Club locker room where Xavier Reid is sitting on a stool, looking right into the camera with ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love standing over his shoulder.

Reid: Some people will go their entire careers without experiencing this moment, moments away from competing in their company’s main event on the final show of the season for the BIGGEST prize in the game...and that’s just where I find myself here tonight. For the past three days the EWC has put on the show of shows...entertaining fans matches, wrestler appearances, a new found love fest of tag team wrestling, returns and food trucks...we have seen new champions crowded and champions retain and it all wraps up with three men stepping into that ring for one final battle for the EWC Undisputed Championship…

Xavier pauses for a second and then starts back up

Reid: For me, it’s a chance to right a wrong...I lost that championship when Jordan Sharpe cashed in his championship match he earned over ANOTHER...a fallen and defeated champion...my reign was interrupted because of a technicality outside my control…

Love: You were fucked over, it’s that simple Xavier…

Reid: I lost that night in Argentina...there is no getting around that but the deck was stacked against me, I had just come off a three way match on Brawl just days before, had to hope on an international flight and go to his promotion...that’s not the case this time around...we meet in a neutral setting and this time around it’s Jordan coming off a match...last night Jamie Love…

Love: Don’t call him that…

Reid: Jamie LOVE gave him a fight and I have to wonder how the champion feels less that 24 hours after defending his Indy Championship, setting into a match where he's had ZERO success in the past...against two people outside of Prime’s roster...and you can make up every stupid excuse is to why you are stay at home in Prime...tell the gullible EWC fans that your contract doesn’t allow you to have matches off Prime...even though we see people from the teal and yellow brand on FSW, Rampage and Brawl all the time…

Love: I negotiated Killjoy’s contract and there was no clause like that...and trust me Jordan Sharpe wasn’t thought that highly of when Prime brought him in that they would add that stipulation into his contract…

Reid: It’s just more BS and excuses coming out of the champions mouth because even if that claused existed, him being the Undisputed Champion circumvents that clause as the Undisputed Champion as is a brand wide championship...no, see it’s just that we have a man holding that championship who is just too scared to leave home and is too busy chasing tag team glory and PERSONAL quests than be the champion the EWC deserves...and that’s my fault...I am sorry to the EWC and all it’s true wrestling fans that I lost the biggest prize in this company to a man not interested in holding that championship up to the high standards that have been set by past champions…

Love: But he wants to be the BEST Undisputed Champion of all time…

Reid: Last night was his first singles match in the 58 days he’s been champion...that’s 10 more days that I was champion...in 10 less days I managed to beat Dominic Sanders, defend the International Championship against Bosa, retain the Undisputed Championship against Scorpio in a ladder match ON THE SAME NIGHT, beat Clay Byrd and Gabi Visconty in a brutal three-way match and then head out of the country to face you Jordan...all in 10 less days and you...what have you managed to do...go 1-1 as a tag team with Faith Rivers and fail to win the tag team championship...yeah, that was time well spent...the Undisputed Championship has been collecting dust while in Jordan’s possession and is nothing more than a hashtag at this point...he has no respect for the championship and it’s time for him to be shoved aside and dethroned as champion...so he can focus solely on Prime and chasing The Southern Express around like a crazy stalker…

Love: It would be their...3rd craziest stalker of all time…

Reid: And as for Stitches...I am sorry deep down to be crashing your party but if you were in my shoes you would have done exactly the same thing...don’t act like you wouldn’t...I understand this is YOUR shot...the one you’ve been dreaming about since you stepped foot in the EWC but that’s the business kid...nobody is going to shed a tear for the clown just like nobody shed a tear for Otaki at WrestleFest 2016...I commend you for winning the Rumble, it’s something neither Jordan or I have been able to do but your bitch isn’t with me...it’s with the EWC Board...the GM’s…

Love: They just didn’t think you had the star power to carry such an important match…

Reid: There is no taking away from the fact that you’ve done it all...on Prime and FSW, Stitches you have won every championship those two brands have to offer but with all that success you have had none on the main brand level...up until the Rumble it’s been nothing but failed attempts against the STARS of the EWC, from the Doomsday Cage to coming up against Ace King just this season in your quest to become the X-Division Championship but it doesn’t stop there...when the FSW puts you in the craziest matches they can think of you come up short against Candy...Candy...taking nothing away from her inside that ring but Stitches shouldn’t lose a Carnival Carnage Match to anyone let a alone to a sweet treat like Candy but the truth is you don’t shine in these matches without rules in fact you seem to somehow become less dangerous...and me…

Love: You have made a career out of these matches…

Reid: I won more multi-person matches in 2019, I’m a TWO time X-Division Champion and the last TWO times the Undisputed Championship has been on the line at a ppv I’VE BEEN THE PERSON WALKING OUT WITH IT…

Love: We don’t count Youngblood because Mr. Sharpe was too busy playing with the homeless pets at the shelter to defend it…

Reid: I also realize this is BRAWL’S last chance to have a championship under its roof to kick off 2021...that if I can’t get it done here tonight the Flagship Brand will be the only brand without a EWC Champion to its name…

Love: Well you aren’t to blame for that...we kept telling Jim Connors to stop booking Rampage stars for the International Championship yet he kept doing it...it was like he wanted the belt to go green but he should have stood up to the board and kept the championship on you so that’s on him…

Reid: Tonight I get the chance to become only the THIRD person in the EWC to have a second Undisputed Championship reign...something Ace, Dominic, Cyrus, Luke, Scorpio, Melody or Candy never has done...I get the chance to elevate my name up next to Xplode and Drake as only the third person to achieve such a thing and all that’s standing in my way is Jordan and Stitches...all I have to do is outlast the two of you and I get to write my name in the history books…

Love: You don’t have to score two pinfalls...just the final one...something Ace will never forget…

Reid: This is a business trip for me, I haven’t been out causing mayhem on the grounds, flashing my face on the screen every chance I get these last four days...I even kept Tommy Love in check minus that appearance on The Doug Robinson Show and he demanded Tommy to be on...I have been lazer focused on one thing and one thing only and now that moment has arrived...it’s time to write the wrong from that night in Argentina and take back what’s rightfully mine, the EWC Undisputed Championship and end 2020 on a bright spot for not just me but the EWC…

Xavier pauses and pulls out his phone and looks down at it...Tommy jumps backwards

Love: Jesus...that’s a dick pic…

Xavier looks at it and shakes his head

Reid: It’s from that guy Frank...he thinks it’s good luck or something…he sent me one last year before my match...

Tommy looks at it and nods

Love: It is a fine looking dick…

Xavier shakes his head and sticks his phone back in his pocket…

Reid: At least I wasn’t at a Christmas party or something where my employers could have seen it…

Love: Well we can’t lose now…

Tommy smiles and winks into the camera and waves as the camera fades out

ALL PRESIDENTS MATCH

Scorpio

Vs President Danny Mac

If Scorpio wins he takes over as President of EWC | If Mac wins then Scorpio is fired

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We return to ringside where Woo and Gomez are standing by to call our next match

Woo: What an event we’ve had so far: we’ve seen titles change, we’ve seen titles retained, we’ve seen retirements, and we’ve seen new stars forged. There’s just two matches left and this next one has been one of the most talked about for months and one whose outcome may have one of the biggest impacts on the EWC in history.

Gomez: That’s right Marcus this one has been building for a year and a half ever since Scorpio went flying from the Insanity Cage at Night of Champions in 2019. He’s blamed President Mac and called him and his administration biased, accusing them of promoting their favorites and leaving people like himself to struggle and fight their way through the ranks.

Woo: That lead to Scorpio making himself a firm thorn in Mac’s side, berating the leadership of the EWC at every opportunity, using lawsuits and legal challenges to get his own way, and eventually challenging Mac to a match in an attempt to prove his point.

Gomez: Mac refused that challenge over and over again stating he had no business being in the ring with Scorpio, and that was the stance he took right up until the point that Scorpio attacked his fiancé. Mac declared he had crossed the line and that he felt the only way for the EWC to progress through a successful Season 22 was without Scorpio on the roster – he accepted the challenge on the caveat that should Scorpio lose he is fired from the EWC.

Woo: And of course he had to give the so-called 46th President a carrot along with the stick, offering him the chance to become the President of The EWC should he be victorious tonight. There’s a huge amount on the line for both these men both professionally and personally… it’s going to be a hell of a contest…

The camera pans around to the ring where Nina Dobrev is standing by. The crowd quieten down as she raises her microphone…

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the President versus President No Holds Barred Match!

A huge cheer goes up from the fans who’ve been waiting to see Mac and Scorpio go at it for the a while.

Dobrev: Introducing first… from London, England by way of Washington, DC… weighing in at 205 lbs… he is the self-styled 46th President of The United States, the Friday Night Rampage Commander-In-Chief, The S-Factor, The People’s Camp, and The Baddest Bitch On The Planet… SCORPIO!!!!

“Hail To The Chief” blasts out of the speakers as the crowd rain down one of the loudest boos ever heard in the EWC. From the back The President’s Men march out in US Military ceremonial uniforms with a few of their number waving the Star-Spangled Banner and The Union Jack. Scorpio’s personal bodyguards line the stage and the ramp giving him a protected path to the ring as the crowd begin a massive chant of “NOT MY PRESIDENT! NOT MY PRESIDENT! NOT MY PRESIDENT!”. The camera pans around the crowd showing signs baring that slogan as well as “Impeach Scorpio!” and “The White House Has Fallen!”. The lights in the arena fall as “Hail To The Chief” fades out…

I'm the best the world has ever seen (I'm the best ever)

I'm somebody you'll never forget

'Cause I work hard and sweat in my tears

(Can't be stopped)

I'm never falling again and if I did, I'd come back

Madonna’s “Iconic” blares out of the sound system as strobe lights bathe the stage and the ramp flashing red, white, and blue. A black limousine not unlike the actual President’s Beast car drives onto the stage and parks in front of the curtain. From the driver’s door Crème de la Crème steps out in loud boos; she is dressed once again as Lady Liberty and gives a deep curtsey to the crowd. She then reaches the back door of the limousine and opens it – a Louboutin heel emerges and the booing from the fans is deafening! Scorpio emerges from the back in red, white, and blue wrestling gear with a shimmering bejewelled Star-Spangled Banner coat with a train that’s at least six feet in length. He whips off some designer sunglasses and stares out at the crowd before placing a hand across his heart.

Woo: Well Scorpio has always been one to make an entrance and this is one for the ages at WrestleFest!

Gomez: I think that coat probably costs more than Jordan Sharpe’s yearly wages…

The S-Factor walks down the ramp triumphantly as each of his bodyguards salutes his arrival. As he reaches the ropes his security force open them for him and guide him up the steps, helping him into the ring. They then form a tight perimeter around the ring as Scorpio and Crème stand in the middle staring out at the fans. The two stand tall like politicians at a rally and The 46th President nods to the four sides of the crowd before he reaches into his long coat and pulls out a microphone. The music fades out and he raises the mic; the crowd do their best to drown him out with boos…

Scorpio: My fellow Americans, tonight is an historic occasion as you will bear witness to the coup d’etat this company has been in dire need of. Nobody likes to see a leader ousted from office but it has to be done, and I am willing to step forward as the man to do it—

The lights dim and the cheers go up as the Mac-Tron flickers into life with the letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flashing across the screen. The thousands in attendance jump to their feet in excitement and start pounding their feet on the ground and clapping their hands creating the sound BoomBoom CLAP! BoomBoom CLAP! BoomBoom CLAP! The noise finally drowns out Scorpio’s speech as he hurls the microphone into the crowd in a fit of rage…

Dobrev: And his opponent… from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada… weighing in at 275 lbs… he is the Italian Stallion, the Man, The Myth, The Legend… The President of The EWC… DANNY MAC!!!!



“Coming Undone” by Korn now begins to blast over the sound system and pyros explode up and down the entrance ramp and all around the stage. Once the smoke begins to settle an old-style movie curtain parts at the top of the ramp and two roving spotlights pan and fix on center. There President Mac stands, head bowed in his signature sunglasses, arms out-stretched with clenched fists. The crowd gives the President a HUGE cheer as in the ring Scorpio fixes his opponent with a thousand-yard stare. As the lyrics kick in, and the fans sing along, Mac makes his way towards the ring, slapping hands and posing for photographs with the fans along the way. At ringside, he takes off his sunglasses and gives them to a young fan.

Mac pauses in front of the ring and stares down The President’s Men who have still formed a tight perimeter around the squared circle. Eventually Scorpio barks and order and the bodyguards part to allow Mac in. He climbs between the ropes and stares Scorpio down before he looks out at the capacity crowd chanting his name. He smiles, soaking it all in. Mac then hops the top rope and stands halfway up the turnbuckle, posing for the thousands of camera flashes all over the arena.

Woo: Big Mac is here and these fans are loving every second of it. They’ve wanted to see him get his hands on Scorpio for months and we’re moments away from seeing it happen.

Gomez: He may have fought mostly in the board room in recent years but President Mac has a storied in-ring history and I’m sure he’ll be loving the chance to dust off the gear and get to it.

The referee stands between Scorpio and President Mac and beckons the two together giving them a pep-talk about the match. He is gesturing towards the 20 or so bodyguards around the ring and Scorpio repeatedly shakes his head.

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen I’ve been asked to remind you of the stipulation of his No Holds Barred contest. Should Scorpio win this match President Mac will step down as President of The EWC and Scorpio will take his place. Should President Mac win this match Scorpio is fired from the EWC with immediate effect.

That last stipulation gets a huge cheer from the crowd as the referee and Scorpio continue to debate in the ring. Eventually Scorpio shakes his head and stamps his foot in frustration before the referee gestures for The President’s Men to leave ringside, ejecting them to huge cheers! Crème remains by the apron as Scorpio’s manager before Mac and Scorpio each take a corner… and the referee calls for the bell! We’re on!

DING DING DING

The crowd are on their feet and the atmosphere in the arena is electric for this one. Mac and Scorpio stare one another down before The S-Factor steps forward and offers a hand to shake. For a few moments Mac simply stares back, having none of this, before he narrows his eyes. He steps forward and looks at Scorpio’s hand before he shakes his head and takes a step back. Scorpio shrugs and calls out to Crème who throws him a microphone.

Scorpio: We’ve come so far Daniel, we know each other inside out by now… it’s time to end this like men… a fair fight to see who the better is. No more games, no more cheap shots…

He tosses the microphone aside before once again offering his hand. Mac fixes him with a stare and steps forward, taking the hand – WHICH SCORPIO IMMEDIATELY TURNS INTO A BACK ELBOW TO MAC’S FACE! The crowd boo as Mac stumbles off to one side and Scorpio laughs loudly. He turns to the crowd and mocks President Mac, but makes the key error of turning his back on the boss, and Mac comes running at him with a hard forearm to the head. The crowd cheer loudly as Scorpio stumbles and turns around before he eats a series of forearms, gut punches, and knee strikes to back him into one of the corners. The fans are going wild to finally see Mac unload on Scorpio as he fires in blow after blow after blow after blow and The S-Factor flails desperately trying to defend himself. Mac sends Scorpio off into the opposite corner with an irish whip and he follows it up with a running knee to Scorpio’s face before The President throws Scorpio over the top rope sending him clattering to the outside. As Scorpio struggles to his feet Mac grabs the back of his platinum-blonde hair and smashes his head off the steel steps before driving a hard shoulder barge into his gut to send The 46th President crashing back into the apron.

Scorpio clutches his abdomen in pain and staggers forward as Mac shouts to the fans in the front row to move. They scrabble out the way as others begin to cheer and Mac hooks Scorpio around the middle – BEFORE SENDING HIM FLYING INTO THE RINGSIDE BARRIER WITH A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! President Mac is absolutely not messing around as the barrier buckles and gives way and Scorpio spills into the crowd. The fans surround him and chant “NOT MY PRESIDENT!” loudly as Mac climbs over the barrier and begins throwing boots in on the S-Factor. Scorpio manages to catch Mac’s foot on one of them and pulls him down to the floor where the pair roll around the ringside crowd throwing punches at each other. Eventually Scorpio fights his way up and tries to escape back to ringside but Mac is hot on his tail and delivers a running bulldog to drive the former Undisputed Champion face-first into the concrete. Mac drags him back over the crumpled barrier, taking care to stomp down on him while he’s on the metal, before he hauls Scorpio up and irish whips him into some ringside steps breaking them in two.

Woo: President Mac has waited a LONG time to finally get his hands on Scorpio and he’s wasting no time in punishing the so-called 46th President of The United States!

Gomez: Scorpio is just biding his time you’ll see…

President Mac raises a hand and the crowd live a loud pop before he drags Scorpio up and brings him crashing down on the base of the steel stairs with a swinging neckbreaker. Mac tosses Scorpio into the ring and makes the first cover of the match, earning himself a two-count. The fans are cheering and chanting for Mac as he goes to drag Scorpio up – but the S-Factor reaches out with those vicious acrylic nails raking Mac’s eyes and temporarily blinding him! Mac staggers back and Scorpio lands a low strike to the back of Mac’s knee to bring him down to the mat and The S-Factor drives a knee into the downed Mac’s head before he rolls off to one side to take a breather and recover from the beating he took in the opener of this one. Scorpio can be heard screaming some vile phrases at the fans as they boo him, and he drags Mac to the ropes placing the Boss’ throat over the bottom rope before he steps on Mac’s back putting all his weight into choking him out. Scorpio laughs loudly as he pulls up on the top rope and Mac goes red in the face desperately scrabbling and scraping to try and escape. Eventually Scorpio lets him go and Mac crawls to the corner holding his throat, and Scorpio wastes no time in running and landing a dropkick to crush his opponent against the turnbuckles before he lays in a nasty series to stomps while Mac’s seated in the corner, using the heel of his signature Louboutin boots to deliver more damage.

He drags Mac to his feet and chokes him out with the heel of his boot, pulling on the top rope, before he lets go and flies up cracking Mac over the head with a brutal enzuigiri! He makes a cover and gets a two count before he climbs to the top rope and delivers a flying frog splash, getting another two. He smacks Mac’s head off the mat screaming at him to stay down. Scorpio begins to shout at the referee telling him to count the three a little faster as behind him Mac begins to stand up. Scorpio runs off the ropes and springboards into a tornado DDT, delivering his signature Declaration of Independence, and he covers for another two-count. A frustrated Scorpio shakes his head before he pulls President Mac from the ring and tosses him into the ringside barriers. Crème joins him and hands Scorpio a microphone and the S-Factor crouches down as Mac is sat propped up against the ringside barrier. Crème begins to rip up the ringside mats around them as Scorpio uses his free hand to prop Mac’s face up so they’re making eye contact…

Scorpio: Your illustrious leader everybody… already laid out and broken… weak… pathetic… is this how you wanted to go out Daniel?

Scorpio throws the microphone aside and hauls Mac up before he delivers one roundhouse kick to his ribs and another to the side of his head. Scorpio then climbs onto the apron and runs along it – DIVING OFF OF IT INTO A HURRICANRANA WHICH CRASHES MAC DOWN ONTO THE EXPOSED CONCRETE! The crowd gasp as Scorpio stands over Mac laughing and shouting at the fans nearby to take photographs as it’s the last time they’re going to see President Mac in the EWC. He throws Mac back into the ring and as he climbs in after Crème pulls Vidal, Scorpio’s bejewelled hairdryer that’s taken out so many EWC legends, from under the ring. The Vice President throws Scorpio his signature weapon and The S-Factor wraps the cord around Mac’s throat and places a boot on Mac’s spine pulling with all the strength he has to choke the President out. At ringside Crème screams at Mac to tap out and save himself, even citing his new wife Summer as a reason to protect himself and give up. The referee repeatedly asks Mac if he’s giving up and he shouts “NO!” loudly before he tries to pull the cord free. It isn’t budging as Scorpio pulls back harder and bit by bit Mac’s arm movements get less and less, and he begins to fade. The crowd are on the edge of their seats as the referee checks on Mac. He lifts Mac’s arm… and it falls limply to loud boos. Scorpio shouts with delight as the referee lifts Mac’s arm a second time… and it drops once more. The fans are in uproar shouting for Mac to get back in this one and the referee lifts the arm for a third time…

Woo: This could be it folks, the end of President Mac’s time as the boss…

… BUT HE CLENCHES HIS FIST TO MASSIVE CHEERS! Scorpio’s eyes widen as Mac springs to life and fights his way back to his feet still with Vidal’s cord around his throat. He turns around so he’s facing Scorpio and he pulls on it, dragging the hairdryer and Scorpio to him – BEFORE LAYING SCORPIO OUT WITH AN STO THAT SMASHES THE S-FACTOR INTO THE MAT! Mac roars out to huge cheers before he unwraps the cord around his neck and tosses the hairdryer aside. Scorpio rolls to his feet and immediately takes a big clothesline from the President! He bounces off the mat and rolls to his feet looking dazed before he turns right into a big boot that almost decapitates him! The atmosphere is crazy as Scorpio hols his head in pain and climbs to his feet – right into a gut kick from Mac that sets him up – FOR THE PEG CITY STUNNER! THE CROWD GASP BUT SCORPIO MANAGES TO SNEAK FREE AND BAILS FROM THE RING RE-GROUPING WITH CRÈME! Mac stares him down as Crème checks on Scorpio. The 46th President and his Vice President are deep in conversation as Crème checks Scorpio’s head for injuries and neither spots Big Mac climbing to the top rope. The noise from the crowd goes up and up as they spot the big move coming – AND MAC FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE WITH A MISSLE DROPKICK! BUT SCORPIO SPOTS IT AT THE LAST SECOND, DIVING TO THE SIDE SO MAC TAKES OUT CRÈME DE LA CRÈME INSTEAD!

Scorpio looks relieved to have escaped that one, showing no concern for his manager who is out cold by the announce table, and The S-Factor runs at the apron and springboards off of it into a moonsault to the standing President Mac, his signature Executive Order. Scorpio wastes no time in hauling President Mac up and tossing him into the ring, and with the boss on the mat Scorpio does some rare ground work throwing in fists and knees to his head. The S-Factor looks to his side and spots the abandoned Vidal and a grin forms over his face as he pulls it into is clutches. Scorpio begins to smash the bejewelled and sharp hairdryer down on President Mac’s head, busting him open! The fans boo as blood drips from Mac’s forehead and Scorpio lands one final hard shot with the weapon before he covers, earning a two. The 46th President gets to his feet and begins shouting at the referee that it was definitely a three count as behind him Mac uses the ropes to pull himself up. He realises he’s bleeding and wipes some of the blood from his eyes, keeping him distracted long enough for Scorpio to run and thrown an arm – TAKING BIG MAC DOWN WITH THE GLITTERAZI LARIAT! THE CROWD GASP AS SCORPIO COVERS COVERS… ONE… TWO—KICKOUT! Scorpio slams his fists on the ground and he headbutts Mac, getting some of Mac’s blood in his own hair, before he pulls the Boss to his feet and drives his knee into Mac’s gut before he hooks him around the midsection AND FLIPS IT INTO THE PAPARAZZI FLASH! HIS BRUTAL RANEHI! HE COVERS AGAIN… ONE… TWO… SHOULDER UP BY MAC TO HUGE CHEERS! Scorpio’s face is one of thunder as he clenches and unclenches his fist shouting at President Mac to stay down…

Woo: Scorpio is pulling every trick in the book out here but President Mac isn’t giving up anytime soon!

Gomez: It’s only a matter of time… the new administration is coming… a new day is dawning on the EWC…

Scorpio rolls to one side and he remains on his knees watching President Mac carefully. He digs his acrylic nails into the mat staring at the Boss like a snake waiting for its prey as slowly Mac gets to his feet. Mac wipes some blood from his eyes and turns around to face his opponent – AND SCORPIO RUNS LEAPING FOR THE AGR – BUT MAC PUSHES HIM OFF AND AS SCORPIO LANDS BACK ON HIS FEET HE TURNS AROUND RIGHT INTO A BOOT TO THE GUT BY MAC! MAC GRABS SCORPIO’S HEAD AND DROPS DOWN – PEG CITY STUNNER! BUT NO CRÈME DE LA CRÈME FROM NOWHERE TO HAUL HER PRESIDENT OUT OF THERE AND MAC HITS THE DECK! The fans are booing the house down as Crème supports Scorpio outside the ring, propping him against the apron as she gives her leader a pep talk. In the ring Mac looks furious that he’s had the chance at his Stunner twice now and Scorpio has escaped with the help of his manager. As Scorpio and Crème are discussing a strategy at ringside a raging President Mac storms over to that side of the ring and reaches through the ropes – and grabs Scorpio by his platinum-blonde hair! The crowd goes WILD as Mac drags Scorpio up and between the ropes by his hair alone, pulling him across the mat and into the middle of the ring before he hauls him to his feet – AND DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A HUGE SPINEBUSTER! The S-Factor rolls off to one side and uses the ropes to help himself to his feet before stumbling into a belly-to-back suplex by President Mac, who then hauls Scorpio to his feet and drops him with a snap DDT.

President Mac stares down at Scorpio on the mat as the crowd are on their feet cheering and the atmosphere in the Stadio Olimpico rises up. He looks from the corner, to Scorpio, and back to the corner and the fans begin to cheer as they know exactly what Mac’s thinking. He climbs the turnbuckles to the top rope and turns around, a grin on his face as he raises a defiant arm to the crowd – AND LEAPS OFF GOING FOR A FEINT LEG DROP WHICH HE TURNS INTO A FLYING ELBOW TO SCORPIO’S FACE! THE MAC ATTACK!!! THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET AS MAC MAKES THE COVER… ONE… TWO… THRE—NO!!! SCORPIO KICKS OUT!!! The fans boo the fact this one isn’t over yet as Mac gets to his feet and patiently waits taking the kickout in his stride. He stands watching Scorpio carefully as the S-Factor gets up and uses the ropes for support. He holds his head in pain before he turns around – INTO ANOTHER PEG CITY STUNNER ATTEMPT – BUT SCORPIO CATCHES THE BOOT AND HEADBUTTS MAC – BEFORE LEAPING INTO AN AGR!!! AGR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND SCORPIO MAKES THE COVER… ONE!

… TWO!

… THRE—NO!!! PRESIDENT MAC GETS THE SHOULDER UP TO INSANE CHEERS!

Woo: Scorpio hits the AGR but the Boss kicks out in the nick of time!

Gomez: That was definitely three!

Scorpio is utterly incensed at the kickout before he screams at Mac to give it up and he drags the President from the ring by the announce table. He heads over to Woo and Gomez’ table and rips the top and monitors off before he rolls Mac onto it. The S-Factor drives a hard elbow down onto Mac’s head to keep him down before he climbs up onto the apron and to the top rope, staring down at his prey – BEFORE LEAPING OFF THE TOP WITH A 450 SPLASH TO THE OUTSIDE – BUT MAC ROLLS OFF AT THE LAST SECOND AND SCORPIO CRASHES THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET AS MAC DRAGS THE UNCONSCIOUS SCORPIO TO THE RING AND TOSSES HIM INSIDE. HE CROUCHES DOWN AND SMACKS THE MAT WITH HIS HAND AS THE CROWD CHANT “MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC” AND SLOWLY SCORPIO STRUGGLES UP AND TURNS AROUND – BOOT TO THE GUT – PEG CITY STUNNER! HE HITS IT! THE CROWD GO WILD AS SCORPIO BOUNCES OFF THE MAT AND COLLAPSES IN A HEAP AND MAC COVERS…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE—NO!!! SCORPIO KICKS OUT! The crowd boo as Mac nods his head and gives the referee a respectful smile before he steps back to think over his options. Something catches his eye and the fans begin to cheer as President Mac picks up the abandoned Vidal! The hairdryer that Scorpio has used to take down so many, and get unfair advantages in so many matches, rests in the hands of perhaps his greatest rival in the EWC. Mac turns around as Scorpio gets to his feet – AND EATS A SHOT FROM VIDAL RIGHT TO THE FACE, BUSTING HIM OPEN! BLOOD TRICKLES DOWN SCORPIO’S USUALLY BEAUTIFULLY MADE UP FACE AND HE HITS THE MAT! MAC COVERS… ONE… TWO… THR—KICKOUT BY THE S-FACTOR! As Mac gets to his feet he looks at the bloodied hairdryer in his hand and tosses it to ringside before he once again beckons Scorpio to his feet and goes for another Peg City Stunner – BUT SCORPIO GRABS MAC’S ARM AND SPINS AROUND, PLACES A LOUBOUTIN TO HIS THROAT, AND DROPS BACK! THE HEEL TURN! HE COVERS…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE… NO! MAC GOT THE SHOULDER UP IN TIME! Scorpio screams at Mac to stay down before he hauls President Mac up and blasts a forearm into his face before dropping him – AGR! A SECOND AGR! HE COVERS…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE—MAC KICKS OUT AGAIN AND THE FANS GO WILD! SCORPIO LOOKS ABSOLUTELY CRAZED AS HE HAULS MAC UP AND LEAPS – THIRD AGR!!! HE COVERS ONCE MORE…

ONE…

TWO..

THREE—NO!!! THE CROWD, THE COMMENTATORS, AND SCORPIO CAN’T BELIEVE IT AS MAC KICKS OUT AGAIN!!! SCORPIO SCREAMS “FUCKING STAY DOWN YOU PIECE OF SHIT” IN MAC’S FACE AS HE PULLS AT HIS OWN HAIR AND SMACKS THE MAT IN FRUSTRATION!

Woo: President Mac just kicked out The Heel Turn and two back to back AGRs! There’s no doubting his heat and spirit, it’s going to take a miracle to keep him down!

Gomez: Well Scorpio’s a miracle-worker, and he’s eyeing that top rope to finish this…

Looking to extremes to finish this Scorpio drags President Mac to the corner where using the last bit of strength he has left he hauls Mac up to the top rope. He climbs up with him and grabs Mac’s bloodied face, the two men looking like they’ve been through a war. He shouts “IT’S TIME FOR A CHANGE YOU BALD-HEADED MOTHERFUCKER” before he leaps for a top rope AGR – but Mac struggles free and drives a knee into Scorpio’s side before he drops the S-Factor down to the second rope and puts him a standing headscissors. President Mac yells out before HE HAULS SCORPIO UP AND FIRES HIM OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A POWERBOMB INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! THE CROWD GOES WILD AS MAC LEAPS OFF AGAIN – LANDING A SECOND MAC ATTACK!!! HE MAKES THE COVER…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE! NO! THE S-FACTOR KICKS OUT AT THE ABSOLUTE LAST MILLISECOND! President Mac rolls to one side and wipes the blood from his face. He stalks over to Scorpio and drags him up – BUT SCORPIO REVERSES IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE TRYING TO STEAL THE PRESIDENCY WITH A QUICK ONE…

ONE…

TWO…

THRE—MAC BURSTS OUT OF THE PIN! But Scorpio keeps him on the mat throwing punches at Mac and with every shot he shouts “STAY DOWN!” and “WEAK AND PATHETIC!”. Mac continues to fight back but every time Scorpio lands a brutal hit the President struggles less and less before he falls more limp on the mat. Scorpio has a vicious and sick look on his bloodied face as his brilliant white teeth shine through the blood running down his cheeks and mouth. As Mac slumps back Scorpio rolls him over. He places his left boot between Mac’s legs and wraps his feet around, before he begins to grab at the President’s arms…

Woo: Oh no… we’ve seen this a few times before…

Gomez: This is the move that got Scorpio this match, Mac and Summer will at least have something to bond over in their early married life…

The crowd are on their feet with anticipation as Scorpio pulls back on Mac’s arms and lifts his head off the mat. Scorpio screams out “THE DAWNING OF A NEW ERA!” BEFORE HE STOMPS DOWN ON MAC’S HEAD – THE 28TH AMENDMENT CURB STOMP! THE CROWD FALL VIRTUALLY SILENT, DEFLATED AS MAC’S BLOODIED HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE RING AND HE IS TOTALLY UNCONSCIOUS. A VICTORIOUS GRINNING SCORPIO MAKES THE COVER…

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!! SCORPIO GETS TO HIS FEET IN EARLY CELEBRATION – BUT THE CROWD ARE CHEERING – MAC KICKED OUT!!! THE REFEREE’S CALLED IT, THE FANS ALL SAW IT – PRESIDENT MAC JUST KICKED OUT OF SCORPIO’S CURB STOMP!!!

Woo: PRESIDENT MAC JUST KICKED OUT OF THE 28TH AMENDMENT!!!!

Gomez: WHAT?!?!?!

Scorpio is screaming in the referee’s face and shoving him in the chest, desperate to have scored the win off of that one as President Mac begins to stir behind him. Scorpio is going absolutely wild as Crème de la Crème joins him by shouting at the referee that it was definitely a three. Mac slowly crawls his way across the mat towards the S-Factor, gripping at his right ankle and pulling it hard so Scorpio falls forward hitting the mat hard. Mac keeps hold of the ankle before he gets to his feet – AND APPLIES AN ANKLE LOCK BEFORE HE STEPS OVER INTO A SINGLE-LEG BOSTON CRAB, THE NORTHERN LIGHTS! SCORPIO IS TRAPPED IN THE HOLD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET! CRÈME LOOKS WORRIED AS SCORPIO WRIGGLES AND TRIES TO ESCAPE FROM THE HOLD BUT MAC HAS THE SIGNATURE SUBMISSION LOCKED IN! Mac wrenches back and Scorpio’s eyes widen as he scrabbles to try and break free. Mac looks enraged and incensed as the blood pours from his face and a chant of “TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!” breaks out from the crowd. Scorpio’s hand reaches out trying for the ropes and he slowly drags himself towards them, but Mac takes a few steps towards the middle of the ring again, and Scorpio is trapped in no man’s land. His outstretched hand begins to shake…

Woo: SCORPIO LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO TAP! THE NORTHERN LIGHTS AS BEEN LOCKED IN FOR A SOLID MINUTE AND A HALF AND THIS CROWD IS GOING WILD!

Gomez: STAY IN THIS MR. PRESIDENT – YOU CAN BEAT THIS!

The crowd are going WILD as Mac wrenches back even harder a look of pure rage and sheer effort on his face. In the ring Scorpio’s eyes are wide open and staring as he realizes he has nowhere to go to escape this one. He keeps his hands as clenched as he can and shakes his head emphatically as the referee asks whether he wants to give in. Mac pulls back even harder and the crowd scream “TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!” as loudly as they can. The S-Factor is shaking in pain as outside the ring a disheveled-looking Crème de la Crème comes over to the broken announce table; she pulls out one of the headsets from the rubble, put is on, and her voice cuts over the commentators --

Crème: THE EAGLE NEEDS YOU! THE EAGLE NEEDS Y—GET THE FUCK OUT HERE!!!

Seconds later The President’s Men come running out from the back to the loudest of boos. Mac spots them and wrenches back on the hold harder and harder in a desperate bid to force Scorpio to tap before his bodyguards hit the ring – but it’s not enough! The President’s Men slide under the ropes and immediately begin landing stomps, kicks, and forearm shots to the President of The EWC.

Gomez: Scorpio has paid a lot for this army of bodyguards and they’re about to hand him control of the EWC!

Woo: This is disgusting, Scorpio framed this match as a fair contest to settle their differences, and yet he’s relying on his security enforcers to do the job for him…

Mac is buried under Scorpio’s army as the S-Factor himself rolls to the corner and holds his ankle recovering from the Northern Lights. The fans are chanting “THIS IS BULLSHIT!” as The President’s Men continue the assault – WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THERE’S A HUGE POP—

Gomez: WHAT’S SHE DOING HERE?!

Woo: IT’S GEORGIE NICKLES!!!!

THE CROWD ARE GOING ABSOLUTELY WILD AS THE REBEL CHILD APPEARS ON THE STAGE. SHE BECKONS AT THE CURTAIN BEFORE SHE STORMS DOWN THE RAMP AND SLIDES UNDER THE ROPES, GOING STRAIGHT FOR THE PRESIDENT’S MEN AND LAYING HANDS ON THEM! BACK AT THE STAGE THE CURTAIN OPENS AND THE CHEERS GET EVEN LOUDER—

Woo: IT’S CYRUS BLACK AND DOMINIC SANDERS! DESPITE ALL THEY GAVE EACH OTHER YESTERDAY THEY’RE HERE TO EVEN THE ODDS FOR PRESIDENT MAC!

Gomez: AND JORDAN SHARPE! THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPION IS CUTTING HIS MAIN EVENT PREP SHORT TO COME OUT HERE!

Woo: ACE KING! WE SAW HIM GO TO WAR WITH KILLJOY ITO BUT HE’S GOT SOME LEFT IN THE TANK FOR THIS ONE!

Gomez: AND SAMANTHA HAMILTON! THERE’S NO LOVE LOST BETWEEN SCORPIO AND THE TITANESS!

The crowd are going absolutely insane as so many of the wrestlers Scorpio has bad mouthed and criticized hit the ring to even the odds against him. Black lands a huge Blackout to the back of one of the bodyguard’s heads before he tosses him from the ring. Titaness has a steel chain in her hand and she lassos it at two of Scorpio’s team before sending over them top rope at once with a double clothesline, and Sharpe smashes one over the face with the Undisputed Championship before booting him under the bottom rope! Nickles cracks one with a superkick and he falls through the ropes as Sanders lands the Riptide on another and tosses him over to the outside. Ace King hauls one of The President’s Men and drops him with The Blackjack Bomb before he kicks him from the ring. One by one the EWC stars clear the ring of Scorpio’s bodyguards…

Woo: They’ve cleared house!

King, Black, JFS, Titaness, and Sanders climb from the ring and advance on The President’s Men scattered around. As the EWC stars stalk them down The President’s Men scramble to their feet – AND BEGIN TO RUN AWAY! A FEW ESCAPE THROUGH THE CROWD AND OTHERS RUN UP THE RAMP AS THEY’RE CHASED TO THE BACK BY THE WRESTLERS SCORPIO HAS DEVOTED HIS TIME TO DISCREDITING! Black, Sanders, King, Titaness, and Sharpe disappear to the back, Titaness giving President Mac a courteous nod, before the camera settles on the ring…

Woo: The EWC’s stars have evened the odds for President Mac – Scorpio said this would be a one on one contest to see who’s the better one and reneged on that by having his men do the heavy work – now it’s just he and Mac!

Gomez: … don’t forget Georgie Nickles is still there. I can’t believe she’d involve herself in this one.

Woo: Nickles made a return to EWC television a few months ago to express her dislike at what her former tag team partner been doing in the EWC and she’s made sure this is a fair fight.

The crowd goes wild as Scorpio is now on his feet leaning over the top rope screaming “GET BACK HERE! GET FUCKING BACK HERE! I PAY YOU TO FIGHT FOR ME FUCKING DO IT!” but it’s no use, the rats have fled a sinking ship. He turns around as President Mac gets to his feet and Scorpio stares from him to Georgie Nickles who remains in the ring. Suddenly loud boos sound out as a Crème de la Crème slides in behind Mac and picks up Vidal, stalking the EWC’s President and looking to take a shot – BUT NICKLES SPOTS HER AND INTERCEPTS WITH A SHINING ANARCHY TO TAKE THE DRAG QUEEN OUT TO MASSIVE CHEERS! Nickles bails from the ring and stares Scorpio down as he watches her go, a tirade of vile words spilling from his mouth as he watches the other half of ReBelle disappear off. Finally he turns around and locks eyes with bloodied and beaten President Mac, and a smirk develops on Mac’s face…

Woo: AFTER EVERY STUNT SCORPIO’S PULLED, AFTER EVERY MOMENT HE’S TRIED TO GET THE UPPER HAND, IT’S COMING DOWN TO JUST THESE TWO!

Gomez: YOU CAN FEEL THE TENSION IN THE AIR, THIS CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET, WHICH WAY IS IT GONNA GO?!

The pair continue to stare one another down – BEFORE THEY STORM AT EACH OTHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING TRADING SHOTS BACK AND FORTH. MAC THROWS A PUNCH, SCORPIO LANDS A GUT KICK, MAC HITS A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT, SCORPIO HEADBUTTS BACK! SCORPIO DUCKS A FOREARM SHOT AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES BEFORE HE GOES FOR A GLITTERAZI LARIAT—

-- BUT MAC KICKS HIM IN THE GUT! THE CROWD GO WILD AS HE GOES FOR THE PEG CITY STUNNER BUT SCORPIO BREAKS FREE –

-- HE CATCHES HOLD OF MAC’S ARM AND PLACES A HEEL AT THE PRESIDENT’S THROAT! THE HEEL TURN! BUT NO! PRESIDENT MAC GRIPS AT THE HEEL OF SCORPIO’S BOOT AND HIS EYES WIDEN, HIS FACE GOING RED, HIS FIST SHAKING WITH RAGE, THE VEINS ON HIS NECK BULGING – AND HE SNAPS THE HEEL OF SCORPIO’S LOUBOUTIN BOOT CLEAN OFF!!!!

Woo: OH. MY. GOD!!!

THE CROWD IS GOING INSANE AS SCORPIO’S FOOT DROPS DOWN AND LOSES HIS BALANCE WITH ONLY ONE HIGH HEEL LEFT. MAC GRINS AS HE KICKS HIM IN THE GUT AND CATCHES HIM – PEG CITY STUNNER!!! SCORPIO COLLAPSES TO THE MAT AND MAC MAKES THE COVER…

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: Here is your winner via pinfall, and STILL The President of The EWC – PRESIDENT MAC!!!!

Woo: YES!

Gomez: NO!

Woo: After eighteen long months of these two going at it, President Mac has scored the win – and you know what that means for the supposed 46th President of The United States…

To say the crowd is ecstatic at this result would be the understatement of the century. President Mac gets to his feet and throws his arms in the air as “Coming Undone” plays out at the crowd goes WILD! If the Stadio Olimpico had a roof it would be blown clean off by the cheering.

Scorpio remains out cold in the middle of the mat as Mac climbs each corner of the ring and raises his hands to loud cheers and a chant of “THANK YOU DANNY! THANK YOU DANNY!”. The fans near the front begin to throw their signs in the ring, burying Scorpio under pieces of cardboard displaying messages like “NOT MY PRESIDENT”, “THE SHIT-FACTOR”, and “THE END OF SCORPIO SEASON”. Mac continues his celebration in the ring and is now joined by his wife Summer who greets him with a big embrace to a loud cheer from the fans. 

Mac wipes the sweat and blood from his face as from underneath the pile of signs Scorpio begins to stir…

Woo: This has to be such a sweet moment for President Mac, to defeat his biggest critic despite everything Scorpio threw at him, to pull the thorn out of his side, to cut out the cancer slowly killing the EWC…

The crowd cheer even louder as Scorpio emerges from the pile of signs and remains in the middle of the ring on his knees. He stares around at Mac celebrating and the fans cheering and slowly it dawns on him. His face looks like thunder as he screams at a ringside attendant for a microphone and one is passed to him.

Scorpio: CUT THE MUSIC! CUT THE FUCKING MUSIC!

Mac’s theme stops playing as Scorpio remains on his knees, and the President and Summer stand to one side, intrigued as to what’s going to be said.

Scorpio: This… this can’t… THIS CAN’T HAPPEN! I DEMAND A REMATCH! I KICKED OUT YOU ALL SAW IT – REPLAY IT ON THE MAC-TRON – I KICKED OUT!!!

The crowd even begin to laugh as Scorpio looks more and more desperate. At ringside Crème de la Crème struggles to her feet and her gaze rests on the ring and the jubilant scenes as a broken and beaten Scorpio remains amidst the signs showing the crowd’s hate for him.

Scorpio: Crème! I can always count on you Crème… phone my lawyer… please…

The S-Factor locks eyes with his Vice President as Crème looks from him, to Mac, to the crowd, and back again. She mouths “I’m sorry” – BEFORE SHE TURNS AND WALKS OFF UP THE RAMP! THE CROWD GOES WILD AS SCORPIO’S EYES WIDEN AND HE SCRABBLES TO THE ROPES.

Scorpio: CRÈME! CRÈME GET BACK HERE! DON’T YOU FUCKING WALK OUT ON ME! YOU TAKE ONE MORE STEP AND I’LL STRANGLE YOU IN YOUR SLEEP YOU HEAR ME GET BACK HERE!!!!

But Crème continues walking away. Scorpio’s shouts get less and less as he falls back seated on the mat.

Scorpio: Crème… please…

Woo: Crème de la Crème has seen the writing on the wall, this White House has fallen and just like The President’s Men she’s abandoning Scorpio to his fate!

Scorpio, forsaken and abandoned by his supporters, looks utterly lost as to what to do next. He stands still in the middle contemplating his fate before suddenly he perks up. He pushes himself to his feet, struggling to keep his balance with one broken heel, turning to Mac.

Scorpio: Give me a rematch. That was just one win, let’s call it a best of three series. One of the ages eh Danny? Think of all the merchandise you can sell! You’re 1-0 up but who knows where it’s going next?! Give me a rematch… Danny…

Mac simply shakes his head.

Scorpio: Ok fine… a million dollars… if you beat me again I’ll give you a million dollars, if I win then this result is null and void… deal?

Again Mac shakes his head. He calls for a microphone as tears begin to fall from Scorpio’s eyes. He stares at President Mac with a pleading expression.

Mac: We made a deal… you know what happens next…

Scorpio: No! Please, you don’t have to. I can be different! The whole thing it was… errr… it was an act… to generate publicity! Look at how much publicity we got, the most talked about feud of 2020, the war everyone tuned into WrestleFest to see! I’m marketable, I can be one of your golden children, I can be your poster-boy Danny!

Mac: Scorpio… YOU’RE—

Scorpio: NO PLEASE DANNY! I’LL DO ANYTHING!!! THIS PLACE IS ALL I HAVE, WRESTLING IS ALL I DO, YOU CAN’T DO THIS!!!

Mac slowly lowers his microphone as it looks like he’s had a change of heart. A smile develops on Scorpio’s lips as he falls to his knees and pleads with the President of The EWC. Mac nods his head and beside him Summer looks confused and concerned.

Mac: … this… this is wrong…

The S-Factor nods his head emphatically, agreeing with Mac as he continues to plead for his job off-mic. The crowd are booing loudly now as Mac raises the microphone.

Mac: … this is wrong because this isn’t my task to carry out… you went to war against the whole of the EWC, everything it stands for, everyone who wrestles in it and watches it and loves it. You plagued the lives of the entire EWC Family, and it is them who should do this…

He points out to the crowd who EXPLODE with cheers! Scorpio shakes his head and continues pleading, out-right crying in the middle of the ring as Mac raises the microphone…

Mac: SO SAY IT WITH ME EWC FAMILY… SCORPIO…

He thrusts the mic into the air as the crowd finish it off—

YOU’RE FIRED!!!!

The cheers are deafening as Scorpio collapses in the middle of the ring screaming and crying. He refuses to move as the crowd goes wild seeing the S-Factor ousted from the EWC.

Woo: I can’t believe what I’m seeing! The EWC is never going to look the same again!

Mac gestures to the back and EWC security guards begin to come out. Scorpio scrabbles over to Mac and reaches up to his knee pads, desperately trying to win his job back, pleading with the boss. Mac shakes his head before he shakes Scorpio off and continues celebrating in the ring. A chant starts up as the EWC security guards hit the ring to remove Scorpio…

NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
HEY HEY HEY
GOODBYE!

Scorpio desperately tries to evade the EWC security guards as he gets to his feet and bails from the ring, running around to the announce tables. Mac laughs a little as Scorpio gets a microphone from ringside and screams at him…

Scorpio: PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING! I’LL GO THE INDEPENDENT GUTTER-TRASH, I’LL WRESTLE WITH THE FUTURE STARS, I’LL OPEN THE SHOW EVERY WEEK, I’LL NEVER HAVE ANOTHER TITLE SHOT – YOU CAN’T FIRE ME THIS IS ALL I HAVE! PLEASE!

Mac shakes his head as the security guards catch up to Scorpio. He tries to fight back but they overpower him, a man on each arm and each leg, and they begin to carry Scorpio out of the arena…

NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
HEY HEY HEY
GOODBYE!

Woo: I can’t believe what we’re seeing here folks, earlier this year the S-Factor was the dual Undisputed and United States Champions, he was in the top two of the Elite 15 every month this year and was the top of the Elite 15 for seven months... and now he’s being carried out of the arena… crying like a baby… and unemployed…

NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
NAH NAH NAAAH NAH
HEY HEY HEY
GOODBYE!

Scorpio gives one last scream that this isn’t the end of him before the security guards disappear behind the curtain with him. Mac raises both arms to HUGE cheers as “Coming Undone” plays again. The true President of The EWC leaves the ring and does a victory lap of hand-slapping and selfies before he and Summer head to the back.

Gomez: What a moment, that’s going to go down in history… Scorpio has been fired… President Mac remains the boss… and we’ve still got an Undisputed Championship match to go!

The carnival clown can be seen sitting on the third step of a stairwell, fumbling a pocket watch in between the palm of his hands. The carnival clown grabs the chain of the pocket watch, which had been detached from his jacket, and dangles it out in front of his face. Slowly, the carnival clown starts to sway the pocket watch from side to side, the sway of the pocket watch growing increasingly faster.

Stitches: Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The carnival clown watches as the pocket watch starts to sway faster and faster, back and forth. His gaze remains affixed upon the pocket watch, his blood-shot, yellowing eyes darting back and forth in time to the sway of the pocket watch.

Stitches: Jordan Sharpe. Xavier Reid. The clock is ticking for us all. All the anticipation, the apprehension, the butterflies that dwell deep within the pit of our stomachs. It all comes to an end very, very shortly. The fleeting reign of Jordan Sharpe as Undisputed Champion is on its last legs. I got under his skin bringing up his suicidal tendencies. Good. Because that was exactly what I wanted from Jordan Sharpe. This is Xavier Reid's last chance to reclaim the Undisputed Championship, a chance that will soon go up in flames. Xavier Reid didn't appreciate me uncovering old wounds. Good. Because I want to see the Xavier Reid he promised to give me a year and a half prior, not the poor excuse of a man I ended up facing.

The carnival clown grabs hold of the pocket watch to abruptly stop it from swaying back and forth.

Stitches: It has been a fun ride, we have all thrown our best words at one another as we made our claims to the Undisputed Championship throne. But shortly, the three of us step through those ring ropes and settle this once for all. And once I walk out of Stadio Olimpico as your new Undisputed Champion both Jordan Sharpe and Xavier Reid fall back in line. Jordan Sharpe, the unlikely hero of the indies and Xavier Reid, the bastard of the X-Division. And I stand tall as your new Undisputed Champion, rightfully where I belong. It has been a long, arduous journey, but, as they say, the best things in life are worth waiting for.

The scenes fades and the camera takes us to ..

EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP

3-WAY NO DQ ELIMINATION MATCH

Xavier Reid

Vs Stitches

Vs Jordan Sharpe

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We return to ringside, where Marcus and Valentina are standing by at commentary!

Woo: Here we are, folks...the main event of WrestleFest XVIII. Let it sink in, because everything has built up to this moment, this match...a match that has come as a result of a number of surprises over the course of the season: Xavier Reid winning the Undisputed Championship at Night of Champions, only to lose to Jordan Sharpe at PRIME 73. Stitches punching his ticket to this main event with a win at the Rumble in South Africa, and in the process a match where three brands go to war for the biggest prize in the business!

Gomez: Before FSW becomes Paramount next season, can Stitches bring gold to the orange brand and cement a legacy? Can Xavier Reid win back the belt he feels belongs to him, and bring it and the lineage back to the red brand of Brawl? Or will the unlikeliest of all heroes, Jordan Freakin' Sharpe, retain and stay Indysputed heading into Season 22 next year? All eyes are on this, our main event of WrestleFest!

Dobrev: The following contest is a Three-Way Dance, a triple threat match contested under no disqualifications and elimination rules, and it is for the Undisputed Championship!

The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out

Dobrev: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love, from New York, weighing in at 220 pounds ... XAVIER REID!

Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black fight shorts, kickpads and boots, his hands wrapped in black tape and from behind him ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out. He walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy walks out from behind him and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’. Tommy points to the ring and Xavier walks towards the ring shadow boxing as he makes his way down the aisle. Xavier storms up the steps and climbs into the ring, Tommy follows suit and walks towards the referee, already complaining about something. Xavier storms across the ring to the opposite corner and jumps to the middle rope and looks over the crowd and once again crosses his arms into an X as Tommy pulls out some money and tries to bribe the official who walks away as Tommy laughs. Xavier jumps down and squats down in the corner waiting for the bell.

Dobrev: And his opponent, from the Carnival of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds...STITCHES THE CLOWN!

'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.

Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.

Dobrev: And their opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds...he calls himself Indysputed, being the Indy AND the Undisputed Champion...JORDAN SHARPE!

Jordan Sharpe comes out, wearing the newest JFS Officially Licensed T-Shirt. Accompanied by Carley California, He heads down the ramp with gusto, with plenty of merch to pass out for the fans whether it be hats, shirts, tumblers, pop sockets. He hands them out to any kids, neckbeards or people he thinks are cool beans. As he makes it to the ring, the fans chant 'NO!' after each 'You ain't ready' in his entrance music as he poses up on the turnbuckle. The Indy Championship in one hand, the Undisputed Title in the other. 

The three men stare across the ring from each other as the lights from Sharpe’s entrance fade. Sharpe stands in the corner psyching himself up, his eyes flashing between both of the men in their corners. Sharpe’s storybook year has been incredible, vanquishing his arch-enemy Dominic Sanders, winning the Undisputed Championship, and now defending it in the main event at Wrestlefest…

Sharpe: LET'S FUCKING GO!

Sharpe roars as he listens to the referee give out instructions to the three men. Sharpe claps his hands together and begins hopping up and down.

Referee: This is an elimination match, there will be no disqualification.

Stitches, kneeling in the corner smirks as he hears the verbiage ‘no disqualification’ cross the lips of the referee. The winner of the storied Rumble, history was on Stitches side, the last two winners of the Rumble had been victorious at Wrestlefest. There was no other way, Stitches had to win here.

Referee: Let’s do this!

As the referee calls for the bell the camera focuses on Xavier Reid, the former Undisputed champion out for redemption. He slaps himself on the shoulders as he prepares himself for this moment. As a former X-division champion he’s been to war in matches like this, if their was any way to get redemption for Xavier Reid this would be it.

DING DING DING

Sharpe explodes from his corner at Stitches. He lets the adrenaline of the moment take over, a shocked Stitches tries to avoid him, but Sharpe’s knee lift grazes the side of his face sending him stumbling into the far corner.

Xavier Reid, seeing opportunity takes a swing with one of his deadly legs at the back of Stitches’ head. Stitches, sensing the danger drops to the ground and rolls to the outside and begins to regroup while Sharpe and Reid begin pacing in the ring.

Sharpe shoots for a takedown on Reid, but Reid sidesteps him and looks to send a vicious roundhouse kick into the side of Sharpe’s head. Sharpe manages to get his forearm in the way and attack at Reid’s grounded leg.

Tommy Love: WATCH THE SWEEP!

Tommy’s warning comes too late for Reid to react, and Sharpe manages to pull his leg out from under him. Reid crashes to the mat, and Sharpe is on top of him without hesitation. Sharpe slides into a half guard position and begins to try throwing elbows. Reid quickly gets his hands up to block the onslaught and tries to scoot himself closer to the edge of the ring where Tommy grabs his arm and begins to pull him out of the ring.

JFS: OOOOHHHH! Classic Tommy!

As JFS angrily shouts and claps his hands at Tommy Love the crowd begins to murmur. Sharpe looks knowingly at the crowd before turning around face to face with Stitches. JFS fires a right hand that catches Stitches across the jaw.

Crowd: YEEEAAA!

Stitches immediately fires back as the two begin trading blows in the middle of the ring while Reid regroups with Tommy on the outside of the ring.

Crowd: OOOOOH!

JFS fires back with another right hand, taking a small speck of Stitches face paint with his gloved hand.

Crowd: YEEEAAA!

Stitches pauses… then swings another right hand back at JFS.

Crowd:  OOOOOH!

The two men stagger for a moment looking across the squared circle at each other before engaging in a flurry that sets the crowd into a frenzy. JFS and Stitches swing wildly, both men grip the back of each others head as they continue swinging away.

CROWD: BOOOOO!

Reid slides back into the ring during the chaos and once again tries to take advantage of the situation, this time with more success. He uses a downward step kick to buckle Stitches’ knee, Reid leaps off the kick and swings his knee. Pasting JFS across the jaw with a brutal knee strike. JFS immediately hits the mat and rolls to the outside.

Woo: Some hard hits in the early going here, and it's evident that the brutality is only going to ramp up as the night progresses!

Gomez: Exactly, Marcus, these men are going to be in serious pain when this is all over!

Stitches tries to scoot himself away from Reid, while clutching his knee but Reid is on him in an instant. Quickly, and efficiently Reid begins the process of trying to tear Stitches apart. Stitches tries to climb to his feet but Reid smashes him in the thigh with a kick to the leg bearing his weight sending him back to the mat.

Reid stomps again on Stitches leg.

Reid: This

Stomp

Reid: IS

Stomp

Reid: MY

Stomp

Reid: FUCKING

Stomp

Reid: NIGHT!

He yells as he begins to stomp more on Stitches’ knees and hamstrings. Stitches curls himself up into the fetal position for protection as he scrambles away from the strikes of the former Undisputed Champion. Reid goes to kick Stitches in the stomach, Stitches manages to grab onto Reid’s leg. Stitches begins crawling up Reid’s leg, while Reid pulls back and punches Stitches again in the face.

Stitches smiles and drives a shoulder into Reid’s midsection. Reid pulls away from Stitches, turning around and punching Stitches in the mouth again. Stitches spins around again and comes back with a fist of his own across Reid’s face. Reid throws a push kick at Stitches leg, following it up with a roundhouse kick to the midsection. Reid spins Stitches around and hits him with a reverse frankensteiner. Stitches is immediately back to his feet and pulls Reid by the hair smashing him with a hair pull backbreaker.

Reid and Stitches both go to the ground, while Stitches rolls to the outside holding his head. Stitches goes to stand up and finds himself face to face with Tommy Love. Tommy in the middle of swinging his tennis racket realizes the gigantic mistake he’s made as he comes face to face with his own worst nightmare. Tommy Love immediately turns around and runs around the ring.

Looking behind him he runs directly into Jordan Sharpe!

Sharpe gives Love the Mutombo finger wag. Tommy Love quickly turns back around to Stitches stalking him, coming around the corner. Love turns back around waiving his hands at Sharpe trying to beg. Sharpe just shakes his head and smashes Love with a right hand!

Crowd: YEEEAAA!

Love hits the floor and spins around getting up, once again face to face with Stitches who blasts Love with a right hand of his own.

Crowd: YEEEAAA!

The two men pepper Love with shots as he tries to escape into the crowd. Sharpe kicks him in the ass as he scampers over the guard rail. The crowd are all laughing until suddenly they aren’t. As Stitches and Sharpe turn around, Reid vaults through the ropes and crashes the two men into the guard rail.

Woo: Oh my, what impact! Right through that guard rail, and it looks like Reid is hurt by that as well.

Gomez: No wait, Xavier's stirring again!

Reid recovers quickly and starts kicking at the two men as they try to rest against the guard rail. Sharpe manages to catch Reid’s leg, and Stitches takes the initiative, picking the rest of Reid up and dropping him neck first across the guard rail. Reid stumbles back against the apron. Sharpe walks over, grabbing Reid by the hair and leans him backwards, dropping him on the arena floor with a reverse DDT!

Reid begins to roll around holding his head as Sharpe gets to his feet and is met by a half painted Stitches. Stitches breaks the short lived alliance by blasting Sharpe with a short arm clothesline. Sharpe stumbles back against the apron, Stitches runs at Sharpe, but Sharpe picks him up and delivers a spine buster on the edge of the apron!

Stitches holding his back stumbles to the ring steps and sits down for a moment. Sharpe comes running and crushes Stitches across the face with a ‘The Freaking Boot’ sending Stitches head smashing into the ring post. Sharpe doesn’t have time to celebrate as he turns directly into a roundhouse kick from a recovered Xavier Reid!

Reid immediately picks the stunned Sharpe up and drops him stomach first across the steps. Sharpe falls to his knees clutching at his ribs. Reid comes across and punts Sharpe in the head across the bridge of the nose.

Crowd: OOOOOHHHHH!!!!!

Sharpe slumps to the ground as Stitches finally begins to stir. Stitches drags himself to his feet, his face paint is barely hanging on, but he has a new mask. Stitches nose and below is covered in blood. Reid seeing the broken nose begins firing off forearms into Stitches’ face. Stitches reels back, holding his face as Reid steps over Sharpe and continues his onslaught. Reid comes again at Stitches with a forearm, but Stitches manages to duck under and hook Reid into a half nelson, delivering a half nelson face-buster onto the arena floor.

Stitches immediately climbs on top of Reid’s back and locks in the The Carnival Pretzel. Reid begins flailing wildly, trying to pull himself with his legs to the guard rail. Sharpe finally begins to stir, coming over and driving a knee into the back of Stitches’ skull. Reid escapes, gasping for air to the guard rail while Sharpe continues to unload with elbows and kicks to Stitches.

Once again, Stitches finds himself in a terrible predicament. Stitches manages to climb to his feet through the blows of Jordan Sharpe. The defending Undisputed Champion quickly locks in a front face lock and goes for a Fisherman’s Suplex. Stitches uses his leg and stops the move in its tracks. Stitches drops to the ground, punching Sharpe in the throat at the same time. Sharpe stumbles away from the blood covered clown holding his throat. Stitches hops to his feet, and runs at Sharpe hitting him with The Beautiful Disasterpiece Bicycle Kick.

Sharpe flips over the the guard rail into the crowd as Stitches turns around and sets his eyes on Xavier Reid. The blood covered clown pointing his finger at Reid, roars at him.

Stitches: You shouldn’t even be here Reid!

Stitches rolls Reid into the ring and crawls in after him. Reid finally manages to recover from the choke and manages to get to his feet. Reid and Stitches come toe to toe in the middle of the ring. A hush comes over the crowd as they wait in anticipation for the action to resume.

Reid tries to fire off a leg kick, but Stitches catches it, pulling Reid closer, laughing in Reid’s face. Stitches grabs Reid by the back of the head and delivers a head but to Reid’s nose.

Stitches: I want you to bleed like me Reid!

Reid reaches up and touches his lip, realizing the blood running down from the corner. Reid snarls at Stitches and the two men clash in the center of the ring. Swinging at each other wildly. Finally Reid gets an upper hand by grabbing the back of Stitches’ head and delivering a rising knee directly into Stitches’ broken nose. Stitches stumbles back, coming off the ropes. Stitches throws a clothesline wildly, but Reid uses his momentum and turns it into a Spanish fly.

Reid keeps hold of Stitches arms and rolls to his feet, he looks down at the bloodied clown and begins kicking him in the face wildly. Each kick smashing Stitches’ face more and more. Causing more and more blood to come from Stitches’ face. Reid finally pauses, winded from the extreme effort, still holding onto Stitches’ arms. Stitches looks Reid in the eyes, his busted face, eyes blackened, makeup removed, just a crimson mask to hide his appearance. He nods to Reid knowing what’s coming, he growls at Reid through his own blood. 

Stitches: Just fucking do it Reid.

Reid obliges by kicking Stitches in the face two more times. Reid pulls the blood covered clown to his feet, placing his head between his legs and grabbing Stitches by the knees and blasting him with the Package Piledriver.

Woo: Reid and Stitches really putting each other through the ringer here, and it looks like Reid might take the Rumble winner out of this match first!

Gomez: I'm sure he'd love to keep this match between himself and Jordan Sharpe, the man that beat him for...wait a minute...

As Reid makes impact, he expects to hear the crowd boo, but instead hears wild cheering. He turns around and has his head damn near removed by Jordan Freakin’ Sharpe’s BFPT Palm Strike! Reid is floored immediately. Sharpe pulls Reid to his feet, and plants him with The Sharpeknife!

Sharpe covers Xavier Reid!

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2…

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Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, XAVIER REID has been eliminated!

Woo: Looks like the Love Club is leaving Rome without the Undisputed Championship, and we're down to Sharpe and Stitches!

Sharpe hurriedly scurries over to the downed Stitches. He hooks both legs as the Ref counts.

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KICKOUT!

At the last possible second Stitches kicks out. Sharpe can’t believe how close he was to defending his Undisputed Championship. Sharpe slams the ground twice before pulling Stitches to his feet. Sharpe goes for another Sharpeknife, but Stitches manages to roll through and blast Sharpe with a kick to the stomach. Stitches grabs Sharpe and slams him to the mat with The Sound Of Silence!

Woo: Oh my! Is this it?

Gomez: Do we have a new champion, here!?

Stitches covers Sharpe!

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KICKOUT!

Stitches is exhausted and hooks the leg of Sharpe a second time.

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2…

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KICKOUT!

Sharpe kicks out at two and a half. Stitches is apocalyptic and pulls Sharpe to his feet. Sharpe begins throwing strikes wildly in Stitches’ direction. Sharpe manages to connect a few times knocking Stitches back into the corner. Sharpe comes roaring across the ring looking for another The Freakin Boot. Stitches takes off running at Sharpe, and blasts him with the Beautiful Disaster Piece! Stitches quickly pulls Sharpe to his feet and blasts him with another Sound of Silence!

Woo: Oh my, look at the damage that did to Sharpe!

Gomez: The champ looks like he's out of it!

Stitches covers Sharpe, hooking both legs!

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2…

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….3!

DING DING DING

Stitches collapses, rolling off of Sharpe onto the canvas. The ring announcer enters the ring, stepping over the fallen gladiators.

Dobrev: Here is your winner, via pinfall, and NEWWWWW UNDISPUTED EWC CHAMPION... STITCHES THE CLOWN!

The referee with one hand on the Undisputed Title tries to get Stitches to his feet, but Stitches snatches the Undisputed Title and holds it as tight as he can to his face as we cut to commentary.

Woo: Folks, what an absolute spectacle we just witness tonight! A brutal elimination match where anything goes, three men really laying into each other to see who can walk out of Rome with the top prize in the business, and on this night it is Stitches winning the big one!

Gomez: What a dark time this could be, Marcus! This clown has taken his place at the throne, he is the top of the food chain in this company and in the business, and I don't think he be any happier about it! All after a stunning performance that saw him overcome a very game champion in Jordan Sharpe, and fellow challenger Xavier Reid!

Woo: Indeed, Jordan can hold his head high knowing he showed great resiliency here tonight, and Xavier proved he is more than capable of putting up the fight he needs to win back the title! Folks, this has been one heck of a night, and an absolutely fantastic weekend of action here in Rome! As we close the books on WrestleFest XVIII, we also close the books on Season 21. Be sure to keep an eye out for the upcoming EWC Thunder as we end 2020 with a bang, and we will see you in January for the EWC Honors show before Season 22 kicks off in tremendous fashion! Until we see you next time, I've been Marcus Woo along with Valentina Gomez, saying so long and have a wonderful rest of the year!

The final moments see Stitches continuing to celebrate, recognizing the importance of this victory and this moment as WrestleFest XVIII, and with it Season 21, comes to a close.

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MVP WINNERS
FRIDAY MVP: Gabrielle Visconty & Robbie Rayder
FRIDAY MOTN: President Mac Invitational

SATURDAY MVP: Iggy Swango, Melody Malone, Marcu$ $t. John
SATURDAY MOTN: EWC United States Championship

SUNDAY MVP: Jordan Sharpe
SUNDAY MOTN: EWC Television Championship

MONDAY MVP: Stitches, Jordan Sharpe, Xavier Reid, Ace King, Killjoy Ito
MONDAY MOTN: EWC Undisputed Championship