PARAMOUNT WRESTLING #003 MEXICO CITY

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PARAMOUNT WRESTLING #003 MEXICO CITY Mar 3, 2021 21:32:57 GMT -6 President Mac, TheSouthernExpress, and 5 more like this

Post by PARAMOUNT on Mar 3, 2021 21:32:57 GMT -6

The broadcast opens to Isabella Starr standing in the ring. The lights are low as she addresses the crowd in Mexico City. We cut to a shot of the entire Paramount Wrestling roster standing on the stage.

Starr: Ladies and gentlemen we lost one of our own this past week as Paramount superstar Kuroiki and his girlfriend Cherry both passed away in a tragic car accident. Please join me and all of the staff and wrestlers of EWC in a moment of silence for our brother Ku.

DING

After the final bell Chimes, the fans cheer one last time for Kuroiki...

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents

** StrangleMania Season is upon us!**

EPISODE #03

March 03RD, 2021

LIVE! from Arena Mexico- Mexico City, Mexico

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.

“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...

The scene immediately cuts to a pyro show erupting on the outside of Arena Mexico!

Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!

The fans packing Arena Mexico tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Daly City knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.

IT'S ALL I WANT, IT'S ALL I NEED

IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE

IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW

IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!

On the X-Tron, this episode of Paramount Wrestling begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the five-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling, setting the tone for the history of the Orange brand. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, Robina Hood, Robbie Rayder, Stitches, Candy, and Wes Walker tearing down that mold...

As more pyro goes off the the Paramount Wrestling logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Killjoy Ito, Mercenary, Kuroiki, Laura Perrelli, Adriana Aquilla, Joe Kane, Jake Lumas, Marcu$ $t. John, and El Pablo. Then, the camera cuts to David Miller standing in the ring, clothing the CW Broadcast Championship before cutting to a shot of The Southern Express standing Bunny Love in the middle, the EWC Tag Team Championships over each shoulder and then finally Robbie Rayder standing tall over Mercenary after after their epic match at WrestleFest XVIII, the North American championship in the air...

The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Arena Mexico with them here tonight. The Paramount Wrestling fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:

"The Southern Express are Paramount!"

"Candy = The next Undisputed Championship Challenger!"

"David Miller: The Gatekeeper of Paramount!"

"Robbie Rayder IS Paramount!"

"I'M HERE FOR ACE KING"

"PAR-A-MOUNT!!!"

"PARA-A-MOUNT!!!"

"PARA-A-MOUNT!!!"

"PAR-A-MOUNT!!!"

The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin.

Watson: This one is for your Kuroiki. Gone but never forgotten...Good evening and welcome to the third and final episode of Paramount Wrestling before StrangleMania! That's right folks, we are mere weeks away from one of the biggest events of the year in Miami, Florida but before we go to South Beach, We are coming to you live from Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico! My name is Tim Watson and with my as always is Cid Sydney.

Sydney: It's great to be back with another episode of Paramount Wrestling! We have such a packed card tonight it's not even funny. There are so many amazing matches to call tonight. I can't even tell you my favorite!

Watson: That we do Cid! We have two, count them TWO contendership matches for the North American Championship as we know it will be a triple threat match for Robbie Rayder's North American championship at StrangelMania! WE then have a contendership match to see who challenges next for the CW Broadcast championship, A tag team match that will see Mercenary and Delilah Ashe and Damage, inc. go at it.

Sydney: We also have a bitter feud colliding as Nevaeh and Wes Walker go at it to settle the score from Paramount #1, Robbie Rayder and Ace King will be sure to put on a show in a champion versus champion match and then there is out main event... Ohhhhhh boy folks!

Watson: Killjoy Ito, who won the X-Division championship last season from Ace King, yes the same Ace King that is set to challenge for the Undisputed Championship at StrangleMania, and then lost the X-division title back to King at WrestleFest. Tonight, however, Killjoy Ito will face the current Undisputed champion Stitches and if it goes down anything like the last time these two went at it, then we are in for a treat!

Sydney: But first, I am being told that we are going to kick off the night with that much anticipated announcement from President Mac!

The crowd begins to cheer as we cut to the ring where there is a table and two chairs set up in the middle of the ring. Paramount Wrestling General Manager Chris Brock is standing in the ring with a microphone.

Brock: Welcome ladies and gentlemen of Beautiful Mexico to Paramount Wrestling!!

The crowd cheers for the hometown pop.

Brock: Tonight we are going to make the main event of StrangleMania 100% official as we have us a good old fashioned contract signing! Before we bring Ace and Stitches out here, however, I want to ask the President of EWC out here for an announcement of his own. Ladies and gentlemen President Mac!!!

The lights dim.

The Jumbo Screen flickers on.

The letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flash across the screen.

The thousands in attendance jump to there feet in excitement and start pounding there feet on the ground and clapping there hands creating the sound:

BoomBoom CLAP!

BoomBoom CLAP!

BoomBoom CLAP!

"Coming Undone" by Korn now begins to blast over the P.A

Pyros explode up and down the entrance Ramp and all around the entrance stage. Once the smoke begins to settle an old-style movie curtain parts at the top of the ramp. Two roving spotlights pan and fix on center. There, President Mac stands, head bowed in his signature sun glasses, arms out-stretched with clenched fists. And as the lyrics kick in, and the fans sing along, Mac clap-clap-stomps toward the ring, slapping hands. At ringside, he takes off his sunglasses and gives them to a young fan. Mac pauses in front of the ring and stares out at the capacity crowed chanting his name, he smiles, soaking it all in. Then he hops the top rope and stands half way up the turnbuckle, posing for the thousands of camera flashes all over the arena. Brock hands Mac a microphone and the President addresses the nation...

Mac: Hola, humanos fantásticos.

Immediately a chant breaks out

EWC!
EWC!
EWC!

Mac: Thank you for the warm welcome...down to business though... I know you've all heard the rumors, and social media has been running wild with it, but the paper work is now done, the ink is dry and I can officially announce, that future Hall of Famer, Griffin Hawkins, will indeed be the guest ref at StrangleMania, in the Main Event!!!

The fans go crazy at this news!!

Watson: WOW! That is a big announcement! I heard the rumors, but nothing was official, but now it is!!!!

Brock: Speaking of the main event for StrangleMania... Let's get these two out here and make it official!

"The Ace of Spades!"

The signature Motorhead anthem rips through the Arena as Ace King comes out to a massive pop from the crowds in Mexico. He makes his way immediately to the ring and over to the chair furthest from the entrance ramp.

"One missed call theme" starts to play as boo's rein down now. Stitches calmly and collectively struts out, the EWC Undisputed championship over his shoulder. He makes his way to the ring and takes the other open seat.

Brock: Now, i've explained to you both already what is in this contract. Nothing has changed since earlier this evening when you both agreed to the wording and terms. Per you're request Stitches, This match will be contested in a Weapon-X match.

The fans cheer!

Sydney: MY GOD! A WEAPON -X MATCH?!

Brock turns to Ace.

Brock: And per your request, you both have agreed to make this also be an Ultimate Submission rules match.

Watson: AS IF IT WASN'T BRUTAL ENOUGH?!

Ace stares daggers in his opponent.

Brock: That means there will be a ONE HOUR time limit on this match and whomever has the most submissions over their opponent at the end will walk out EWC Undisputed champion. Ace, you being the challenger, I am going to ask you to sign first please.

Without hesitation, Ace grabs the clipboard and surveys the contract, reading it carefully as the Mexico City fans work his name into an “Olé Olé Olé!” chant. He holds it steadily as the chants get louder, his eyes never leaving Stitches as neither man looks uncomfortable in the moment.

As he sets it on the table, Ace raises the microphone to his mouth.

Ace King: Most people here would sign their lives away for even one opportunity at this... I’m not sitting here and suggesting I’ve not had my fair share of opportunities, especially not in front of him...

The fried cheers as Ace gestures to President Mac, who remains stoic as Ace leans in toward Stitches.

Ace King: ... but I’m also not the golden boy so many try and portray me as being. Trust me, Stitches, I’ve heard all the insults... and yet, I still sleep well at night, because I know I’ve earned every one of those opportunities, just as I have this time around.

There’s an unnerving calm in Ace’s voice as his stare still doesn’t break from the Carnival Clown.

Ace King: I would assume you don’t take me for a fool, Stitches, but for the rest of you, let me fill you in on something: The two men you see signing this? Cut from the same cloth, where insatiable hunger threatens to consume us. I know you feel like you’ll have something to prove in Miami, but honestly? You proved your point just by getting where you are now. Me, on the other hand?

He rolls the microphone around his wrist as the cheering gets gradually louder. Ace leans across the table to lock his stare even deeper into Stitches, the contract folio now open.

Ace King: For me, that fire keeps burning long after the laughter dies. That laughter... It haunts me because it’s all I hear, especially when it comes to people who just see me as 777 and not someone who can get it done on the biggest stages. I’m better than I’ve ever been, and I didn’t subject myself to four bloody steel cage matches just to fall short, clown. Of course, I don’t need to tell you that, because if there’s anyone here who knows what I’m capable of...

The crowd buzzes as Ace pulls a playing card out of his hand and flings it at Stitches before it falls face-up on the table, revealed to be the Ace of Spades as Ace signs the contract to the delight of the Mexico City faithful.

Stitches looks down at the ace of spades card resting face-up on the table. The carnival clown picks up the ace of spades card and looks it over, turning it over to look at the back and then turning it back again.

Stitches: How cute.

With a deadpan stare in the direction of Ace King, Stitches lifts the ace of spades card a few feet away from his face and tears it in two, throwing the ripped card back in the direction of Ace King. The two pieces fall at the feet of the Gambler as he looks down at them with a nonchalant expression.

Stitches: It is interesting that you mention that we are cut from the same cloth. Although your assumption may be true, we are cut from very different spectrums of that cloth. I am one of the first cuts, cleanly sliced, no wear and tear, no ragged edges, whereas you, Ace King, are the cut made further down as the blade starts to dull and those cuts become less clean and more rushed. That is why I stand on this side of the table as the Undisputed Champion and you stand on that side of the table as the challenger.

Stitches reaches towards the table and pulls the contract towards him, he retrieves the pen attached to the contract board and pushes it to one side with his hand, garnering a suspicious look from the rest of the people involved. Stitches reaches inside his jacket pocket and produces two pens of his own; one red and one black. The carnival clown stares at the two pens in his hand for a moment before looking up at Ace King.

Stitches: I've got a question for you, Ace... Red or black?

Ace King mutters 'what?' under his breath. This seems to irritate Stitches who asks the question once again.

Stitches: Red or black?

Ace King signals to the carnival clown to 'just sign the damn contract'. This leads to the carnival clown slamming his hands down upon the table, the two pens still in his hand.

Stitches: RED OR BLACK?

The carnival clown looks down at his hand, the red pen had exploded upon impact and the red ink had started to ooze out all over his hand. The black pen, however, had remained unscathed. Stitches regains his composure before discarding the broken red pen to the side and lifting the unscathed black pen up to his face as a smile spreads across his face.

Stitches: Black it is, I suppose.

Stitches looks back up at Ace King who is impatiently waiting for the carnival clown to sign the contract.

Stitches: But, just know that once I sign this contract it all becomes official. There is no turning back. Everything you have gone through to get here, including the blood, sweat and tears you spilled inside the cage for Legends Of The Cage, every last bit of it will all be sacrificed for this one opportunity at Stranglemania. The moment I sign this contract, you and I are all-in. And you know what, Ace? I will take great pleasure in watching as the last one and a half years you have spent trying to get back the Undisputed Championship all goes up in flames at Stranglemania. Because that is what I do, I revel in watching other people's dreams and aspirations burn and this time around, it is your turn.

Stitches places the black pen against the contract and signs his name upon the dotted line.

Stitches: Here... we... go...

As the carnival clown says the word 'go' he waves his hands out to the side, dropping the black pen in the process. The black pen falls to the canvas below. Ace King stands nearby, staring back at the carnival clown with a satisfied smirk, knowing that the contract being signed makes this official, there is no turning back for either man. The camera fades to black.

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The scene opens backstage where we see Mexico's own Adriana Aquilla arriving in the backstage area, we can hear the sound of cheering fans behind her and the young woman seems a bit overwhelmed.

Adriana: I knew the fans would be happy to see me here in Mexico, didn't think they'd be that happy!

Adriana comments to herself as she walks down the hallway.

Adriana: Gotta focus tonight! I'm wrestling in my home country, if I win I move onto the biggest match of my career to date at Stranglemania and I have to wrestle three men to do it.

Adriana pauses mid monologue as she reflects on her last sentence.

Adriana: No pressure in other words!

Adriana walks off as the scene fades.

FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
Roozilla

VS James Keaton
VS Joe Kane
VS Adriana Aquilla

We return to ringside with Tim Watson and Cid Sydney standing by.

Watson: So our first match tonight is one of two qualifiers to determine who will compete for the North American Championship at Stranglemania. Four hungry competitors going into this one, what are your thoughts Cid?

Sydney: Well I can tell you right now that there’s a lot of opportunities to bend the rules in this match, and I can think of a couple who know that all too well.

Watson: So it’s up to everyone involved to stay focused and make sure those rules bend in their favor?

Sydney: It’s going to take some luck as well, but the best in the ring tonight will be whoever makes their own luck.

The lights begin to dim slightly.

Watson: I agree, someone will have to rise above in this one. Looks like we’re about to see our first entrant for this match!

The arena lights begin to flash in tune to the drums as "The Wicked and The Cursed" by The Cold Stares plays throughout the arena. As the guitar rhythm plays, James Keaton makes his presence known by appearing at the top of the entrance ramp. Keaton has a microphone in his hand, omitting his usual process of getting to the ring.

Starr: The following is a Fatal Fourway match! Joining us first, from London, England, weighing in at 248-pounds … ”THE WICKED” JAMES KEATON!

Keaton makes his way to the ring, testing the tautness of the ropes before signaling to cut his entrance music. He points to his mic to indicate that he’s about to spit some venom to the Mexican crowd.

Keaton: Nah nah nah, I’m getting my words in before ANY of them come out here tonight! Lemme tell you people how it’s gonna go down before that bell rings. Nobody talks about tradition and history in wrestling as much as you Mexican faithful. Lucha Libre pumps through every vein in this city and it wasn’t so long ago that I’d come here and be “El Santo patrón” for all of you. I used to live for your approval.

Keaton pauses and there’s a muttering of cheers for the assumed respect of the Mexican crowd.

Keaton: But I am a different man now, I’m not the traditionalist that I used to be. Right now I don’t care what you see in me because there are far more important things at stake than your feelings.

This garners some boos from the fans, but nothing approaching explosive heat or anger.

Keaton: To quote one of my opponents tonight “The rules have changed.” The heroes you cheer for either don’t exist or they’re false idols waiting to be exposed! You people cheer for Adriana Aquilla…

As soon as Keaton mentions her name the crowd bursts into the sort of approval you’d expect for the home country hero. Segments of the crowd break into song, showing their appreciation for Lo Devino.

Keaton: ...You people cheer for her like she’s the new godsend of Professional Wrestling! I’m here to tell you that she’s not coming out of this one tonight intact. That one good heart among us? That heart is getting attacked!

Keaton provokes a larger response with this statement as the crowd who were previously ready to burst into song have now directed their anger at the man in the middle of the ring. Keaton soaks in the atmosphere knowing that he’s begun to draw some ire from the crowd.

Keaton: You people can keep cheering her or booing me all you want. I’m going to show you the mistakes in your tradition. I’m going to prove that wrestling needs to change and embrace the truth of what YOU have done to it. You’ve sacrificed the great and the good for too long, purely for your entertainment.

Keaton points accusingly to the crowd, making some effort to look at specific members who are responding more than the crowd at large. Keaton leans over the top rope and gestures a camera closer to his face.

Keaton: Tonight’s just another bit of evidence for all of you to see only the reckless and villainous remain. I won’t stop tonight or any other night because quite frankly, there is no rest for The Wicked!

Keaton drops the mic out of the ring and extends his focus to the entrance ramp, awaiting the arrival of his opponents tonight. The crowd are riled up, ready to extend their support for Adriana Aquilla and more than ready to show how much they’re against the others in the match.

Starr: And his opponent, from Coward, South Carolina weighing in at 239 pounds ... ROOOZILAAA!

Orange Pyros begin to explode around the area stage as the song "I'm So Humble" – The Lonely Island begins to play. As Roozilla walks out from behind the stage orange lasers being to swirl around the area. The letters FSDub begin to flash on the X-Tron and The Roo begins his walk down the ramp towards the ring. As he arrives ring side the lasers all come to a stop and the letters FSDub shine center ring. Roozilla pulls off his orange FSW t-shirt and throws it into the crowd as he walks up the steel steps. He climbs up the outside ropes and stops with one foot on the second turnbuckle and his other foot resting on the top turn buckle. He lifts his head and then raises his hand to his ear as he takes in the crowd chanting the three letters that have become legend, FSDub FSDub. Roozilla leans down and grabs the top turnbuckle and uses the momentum to jump feet first into the ring. He raises his arms out wide and stops in the center of the ring and with a closed fist bends down and pounds the center of the ring where the letters of the legacy are still flashing. He then steps back into his corner and awaits the ring of the bell.

Starr: And his opponent, from Miami Beach, Florida weighing in at 225 pounds ... JOOOOE KAAAANNNE!

The throbbing base of Bad Boys by Shyne fills the arena as Joe steps on to the podium. He smirks and sizes up the audience, slowly rubbing his hands together. When the artists says "So tell me who wants to fu@k with us" Joe proceeds to slowly head down the ramp, rolling underneath the bottom rope, stopping to roll out and walk around the ring. He walks up the steel steps, wipes his feet and climbs to the second turnbuckle. Who looks around with a smirk and sits on the top rope, waiting for the match to begin.

Starr: And his opponent, from San Antonio, Texas weighing in at 120 pounds ... ADRINAAAA AQUILAAAA!

Iron by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes alive as Adriana Aquilla makes her way down to the ring, she slaps hands with a couple of fans before rolling into the ring ready for her match

DING DING DING

James Keaton runs and swings a big double axe hammer at Roozilla who quickly ducks it, falls on his back and rolls out of the ring. James crawls through the ropes and gives chase. Joe Kane and Addy lock up in the middle of the ring, Joe hauls her in for a side headlock then a hip toss while still holding the headlock, Adriana hooks his waist and arches her back

ONE...

TWO...

Kane kicks out and holds the head lock, Addy fights to her feet inside the hold, she throws him off of the ropes and misses with a superkick, Kane bounces back with a high single leg dropkick. Roozilla stops running and throws a hard chop at Keaton half way up the ramp that the Patron Saint barely flinches at, he grabs Roozilla by the hair and slams his head off of the barricade. Roozilla doesn't fall but staggers his way back to the ring, Keaton grabs Roozilla from behind in a rear waist lock and nails him with a German suplex right on the ramp! Back in the ring, Joe tries a front kick on Addy but she catches his leg and dragon whips him to the canvas, she jumps high in the air and double stomps his stomach then jumps to the second rope where she springboards into a moonsault! Addy with the cover....

ONE...

TWO...

Joe kicks out! Keaton rolls in the ring, he grabs Addy's hair and hauls her to her feet, he nails her with a gut wrench powerbomb. Joe tries to stand up but Keaton nails him with a European uppercut that drops him back down. Roozilla surprises Keaton with a quick atomic drop, a thumb to the eye then rubs his eyes right across the top ropes. He picks up Keaton then nails him with a classic piledriver, he quickly goes for the pin and puts his feet on the middle ropes..

ONE...

TWO...

Joe hauls off Roozilla and grabs him in a headlock, he drills his knee right into the top of Roozilla's head, dropping him hard to the canvas. Addy grabs Joe in a school boy pin..

ONE...

TWO...

Joe kicks out!

Watson: The action is fast and heavy here tonight folks! THis match is for the a shot at the North American champion Robbie Rayder.

Sydney: And this ring is full of four up and comers here on Paramount who all want that shot!

Roozilla stomps Joe right in the face! Addy gives Roozilla a superkick! She drops Roozilla instantly and runs to the turnbuckles, she climbs to the top ropes then turns around, she's ready to launch a big moonsault but Keaton pushes her off! She flies over the ring post and all the way down to the padded mats. Keaton climbs to the top rope, he lines up Roozilla and jumps, Joe intercepts him mid air with a huge superman punch! He quickly jumps down for the cover...but Roozilla hauls him off. He hits Cowards Way Out on Joe! The small package pin has Joe wrapped right up...

ONE...

TWO...

Addy reaches through the middle ropes and puts Joe's boot on the bottom rope at the last second! Addy slides in the ring, Roo and Addy lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, Keaton appears next to them then slams their heads together! He grabs both of them again, he attempts to slam their heads together again but Roo and Addy block it, they both grab his head and give him a double head butt! All three stagger around dazed. Joe runs over Roozilla with a spinning back discus elbow smash! He runs the ropes then nails Addy with a spinning back discus elbow smash! He runs the ropes again and misses his spinning elbow smash on Keaton who runs the ropes himself, he runs at Joe with The Northern Lariat but Joe ducks, he bounces off the ropes and completes the hattrick of spinning discus elbow smashes! Keaton falls but rolls out of the ring! Joe looks at his other two oppoents, he drops an elbow on Addy then hooks her legs...

ONE...

TWO...

Roozilla hauls Joe off of Addy! He wraps a chain around Joe's neck then turns to hang Joe on his back! Joe kicks his feet and is red faced as Roo hangs him there with a chain! The referee is growling at Roo but he's powerless to stop him in the non DQ match! Keaton slides in the ring, he runs and plows over both wrestlers with a powerful shoulder check! Roo and Joe roll right out of the ring from the blow! Keaton turns around but Addy grabs his legs and throws him down, she wraps him up in a sharpshooter right in the middle of the ring! Divination is locked in tight as Keaton claws at the matt but he isn't moving them! The crowds are chanting for him to tap and it looks like he's about to as he raises his hand in the air...

Watson: You know Cid, I was wondering how long it was going to take for someone to remember that a fatal four way is inherently a No DQ Match! THis weapons and tools are coming out!

Sydney: This is what it takes right now. You have to fight, scratch and claw your way to that championship opportunity!

Keaton brings his hand down but Roozilla stops it with his boot! He grabs Addy and hits her with a bulldog to break the hold. Joe grabs Roozilla in a rear waist lock and walks with him, he carries Roo around the ring as The Roozy One has a panicked look on his face, he kicks the turnbuckles to knock Joe back but it doesn't work! Joe uses the momentum to launch Roo with a huge arcing German suplex right on Roo's head! The Backdrop Driver is deadly as Roo doesn't move at all on the canvas! He hooks Roo's leg..

ONE...

TWO...

THRE-

NO!! Keaton hauls off Joe at the last second! He runs and springboards off of the second rope and nails Joe with a huge European uppercut! The Psycho Crusher sends Joe rolling out of the ring! Addy attacks Keaton and drops him with a hard snap suplex! Roozilla swings at Addy but she ducks and nails Roo with a fisherman suplex brainbuster! The Divine Judgement connects!

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via pinfall ADRIANAAA AQUILAAAAA!

Addy celebrates as the referee raises her hand, she's soaking in the praises from the really loud ovation and seems to be overcome with emotion, she mouths a thank you as she raises her fist.

Watson: Addy did it! In her home country, in front of her family Adriana Aquilla has just punched her ticket to StrangleMania! Where she will fight for the North American Championship!

The camera cuts backstage inside Arena Mexico to find the EWC World Tag Team Champions Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, The Southern Express getting ready out in the hallway, Jimmy looks over at Bobby, who is putting his protective boot on his injured ankle and shakes his head.

Lane: I’m telling you Bobby, Xavier isn’t in the locker room, we don’t have to do this out here…

But Bobby shakes his head

Rose: I’m not going to risk it, Chico is a sneaky dude, the second we get inside The Love Club Locker Room and start talking strategy, he’ll come busting on in with Xavier and El Pablo...we are good here…

Bobby looks over at Jimmy who looks around before pulling down his jeans to change into his wrestling tights and just as he does Lisa Goldrsuh turns the corner and scream seeing Jimmy bare assed and balls flapping in the wind

Goldrush: HOLY CRAP!!!!

Jimmy jumps, grabs his black and yellow tights and dives behind an amp case

Goldrush: What the hell Jimmy...this isn’t your locker room…

But Bobby jumps in

Rose: Our bad...our bad...we are facing another member of The Love Club tonight so Jimmy and I are staying clear of the team locker room, Jimmy didn’t mean no harm and he’s not some pervy dude that gets off by surprising young ladies with his pants around his ankles anymore...we got him fixes...he took classes so there isn’t any need to ‘Me Too’ him or try and ‘Cancel’ the Southern Express...I can get a note from a doctor that says Jimmy is losing his mind and is confused…

But Lisa holds up her hand to stop Bobby

Goldrush: It’s ok...it just caught me off guard, I wasn’t expecting to see ‘old man ass’...you seriously don’t wear underwear…

Jimmy pokes his head out from around the amp case and shakes his head

Lane: Nope...have been rocking commando since 93…

Bobby nods

Rose: True story, we find it frees us up down there…

Jimmy jumps out from behind the amp case and both him and Bobby do lunges to show Lisa how freely they move but Lisa waves them off

Goldrush: I BELIEVE YOU, PLEASE STOP…

Bobby and Jimmy shrug and stop as Lisa looks at them and notices someone is missing

Goldrush: Where’s Bunny?

Rose: With Jason Hunter, he had a little surprise for her…

Lane: We hope it’s a bus, one of those big tour bus ones with a driver so we can just kick our feet up and be chauffeured around this country…

Rose: That would be the life...here she comes….

Bobby, Jimmy and Lisa turns and look as Bunny walks down the hallway but she’s not alone, behind her walks three ladies, looking around in all directions

Lane: Dear God he got us escorts!!!

Bunny reaches the trio but the three ladies step in front of her but she quickly speaks up

Love: They are fine...this is Bobby and Jimmy...I manage them…

They nod but the one motions to Lisa but Bunny shrugs

Love: No idea who she is...she could be dangerous…

The three ladies take a few steps towards Lisa who yells out

Goldrush: I WORK HERE ON PARAMOUNT!!!

But they don’t stop and Lisa runs away as Bunny smiles

Love: This is going to be fun…

Rose: Care to explain what this is…

Bobby motions at the ladies who have retreated back around Bunny

Love: A gift from Jason...with Phoenix and Stephanie back Jason is worried about my safety so he has employed these three ruthless ladies to make sure I’m safe...they are Bae, Sara and Diana... Bunny’s Bunnies!!!

Jimmy pauses for a second and then smiles

Lane: Kind of like Charlie's Angels...remember that time Lee Majors wanted to kill you because he thought you were putting it to Farrah Fawcett…

Bobby smiles and nods

Rose: Yeah...that’s because I was putting it to Farrah Fawcett…

Bobby raises his hand and Jimmy high-fives him

Lane: Wait...I asked you if you were and if you could set me up with Jaclyn Smith…

Rose: Sorry buddy, I was holding out hope for a threesome but back to Bunny’s Bunnies...they are here for our protection…

But Diana shakes her head

Diana: NO, we are here to protect Bunny and Bunny alone!!!

Sara nods

Sara: Bunny is our sole responsibility...her grandfathers are not our concern…

Rose: Hey...we are not her grandfathers…

Lane: Yeah…

Rose: Maybe fathers or slightly older brothers but NOT grandfathers…

Lane: And what is her problem…

Jimmy points at Bae who is playing with a small blade in her right hand as she looks at Jimmy

Love: I don’t think her English is that good...ladies I am fine here, I have a job to do so if you could give me and...my grand-pappy’s a moment or two…

The Bunnies look at Bunny who nods and the retreat a little back down the hallway but keep a close eye on her as Bobby nods and looks at Bunny and Jimmy

Rose: Here’s the thing, we know 3C wants these tag team championships and they will continue to throw new combos at us until we send each and every one of them back to the Candy Castle with a loss, tonight it’s Gabi and Candy…

Lane: The Heavenly Treats…

Rose: Exactly and sure they could have been a threat back in 2019 when they teamed up but almost two years have passed...there is a self life to these things and for them it’s like starting all over again but tonight, with a win over us...or over Xavier or El Pablo they would be able to jump the line and go right to the start as for which team would face off against whoever walks out of StrangleMania as the champions…

Lane: That’s sleazy…

Rose: Well despite their cookie cutter image of today it’s really who they are, they would gladly take a win over The Volando Brothers and call it a win over us if it meant getting a shot at the tag team championships so we need to end this little reunion here tonight...stomp it out and end it in its tracks…

Love: And the Volando Brothers…

Rose: Xavier and El Pablo don’t want the titles, this is Chico trying to win Father of the Year, I love those two…

Lane: Hell we’ve known El Pablo since he was a baby and we helped make Xavier…

Rose: Yes Xavier will do anything to win out there tonight, we saw what he was willing to do to poor Jamie but that was when Tommy was watching over him...tonight Chico will be out there and I’ve seen Xavier around Chico...he’s trying to win the approval of his father and he’s not going to dick over El Pablo when his father went to these lengths to set this match up...so he will be on his best behavior...when it comes to us and El Pablo...but there will come a time when his and Gabi or him and Candy meet in the ring and that’s when we need to strike...play our own Xavier Reid card and let them do the dirty work and then just cash in…

Love: And you call the girls ‘sleazy’

Lane: It may be sleazy but Bobby is right...whatever it takes out there and then off to StrangleMania...um...are the Bunnies coming to the ring with us?

Bunny looks at The Bunnies

Love: No, not tonight but we will see how things go…

Bobby, Jimmy and Bunny look at Bunny’s Bunnies as the camera cuts away

The camera cuts backstage to Lisa Goldrush chasing down her next scoop for Paramount. We see James Keaton as Goldrush closes the distance faster than most people would expect.

Goldrush: Keaton, let’s get your thoughts coming out of tonight’s opening match.

Keaton scowls in response to the cameraman and the interviewer approaching him.

Keaton: I don’t have time for this.

Goldrush: From what I hear you want everyone to hear your message, why walk away now?

Keaton motions to leave but stops on that question.

Keaton: Fine, you want a little spice for the broadcast? How about a story from days gone by.

Keaton cracks his knuckles and motions for the mic.

Keaton: I used to be one of those guys who were happy giving a little extra for the fans. One of them came up to me, I don’t know when, and said "It's so lovely to meet you!" The way they said it, they meant it and I felt special being able to touch the heart of one person that way. I wanted to show that I cared about the sport just as much as they cared about me.

Keaton looks down and sighs before continuing.

Keaton: But you see it took me a long time to realise what that meant. What EVERY fan in this arena means when they say something similar. They’re all in it for the violence. These people don’t care because they just want to see someone in pain and someone get hurt.

Keaton looks directly at the camera as he begins to talk to the fans mockingly.

Keaton: It's so lovely when you smack the other guy on the head. It’s so lovely when you put them in hospital for a week. It’s so lovely when you destroy their quality of life.

Goldrush: What about…

Keaton snatches the mic back and indicates that this is not an interview by any means.

Keaton: This ain’t your time. You know what? Just like those fans I’m not giving a damn about tonight in the big scheme of things. I’m not looking at Stranglemania or the next Paramount. I’m looking beyond because the message needs to be said and some of you are gonna REALLY get it stuck in your head.

Keaton looks directly at Goldrush as he says this before turning his attention back to the camera.

Keaton: This isn't a one night trick or some short term nostalgia run like some are saying. I'm here for a reason that none of you actually seem to be paying attention to. The heroes we aspired to be in the ring are gone and the only ones left hypocrites in comparison. These fans, they're looking at the best of EWC and telling themselves that these are good people.

Keaton lets the line settle before speaking again.

Keaton: These are not good people, I'm just the only one outright telling you that, and trust me when I say there is no rest for The Wicked.

Keaton gives the mic back and walks away from the camera as we cut away.

SINGLES MATCH

Marcu$ $t. John

VS Jason Hunter

We return to ringside where the second match of the night is about to begin.

Watson: Strong words there from James Keaton... Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to find out who's going to challenge for the CW Broadcast Championship on Paramount number four, as Jason Hunter and Marcu$ $t. John go one on one!

Sydney: I'm betting on The Young Mogul, but I've been wrong before. Once or twice. I wouldn't be surprised if Jason comes out victorious, but I'm gonna have to go with the bigger guy here.

Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 170-pounds ... He is The Prince of Wrestling ... JASON HUNTER!

"Daechwita" plays as Jason Hunter makes his way to the ring, receiving respectable applause from the audience.

Starr: And his opponent, from Silicon Valley, California, weighing in at 220-pounds ... The Young Mogul ... MARCU$ $T. JOHN!

"Fast Lane" plays as Marcu$ $t. John heads on down to get in the ring with Jason.

DING DING DING

And we're underway! Both men charge each other and... POKE TO THE EYE FROM MARCUS ST. JOHN! Jason stumbles back a few steps, his hand covering his eye. He glares at Marcus with his one good eye, then charges in again. Marcus with a kick to Jason's abdomen, following up with a DDT. Marcus makes the cover, but it's not gonna be that easy. Jason kicks out at one. The fans start to show their displeasure, but Marcus doesn't really give a damn. Jason gets back on his feet and the two men lock horns. Marcus, being the bigger of the two, forces Jason down on one knee, but he finagles his way out of it, utilizing a series of flips and rolls until Marcus is forced to let him go. POKE TO THE EYE FROM JASON! The fans don't seem to mind Jason using St. John's dirty tactics against him, which further agitates Mr. Wallstreet. He shoves Jason. Jason shoves him right back! Another shove given, another shove returned. The fans react appropriately to this back and forth display.

Watson: Jason Hunter showing that he is not going to let the young mogul have his way tonight. he is giving it right back to M$J!

Sydney: It's about time Jason remembers that he is a HUNTER. Embrace that, use it to fuel you Jason!

Marcus with a Spinning Heel Kick. Jason goes down. Jason turns his attention to the turnbuckle and starts untying the padding. The referee doesn't like this, but as he tries to stop Marcus, The Young Mogul pushes him away and finishes exposing the turnbuckle. As Marcus turns around he's met with a Running Knee Lift from Jason. Marcus goes down. Jason heads up atop the bare turnbuckle and jumps off feet-first, but Marcus rolls out of the way before he can connect. Jason lands upright with his back turned to Marcus and has to take a few stumbled steps forward to stabilize. While the referee works on fixing the turnbuckle, Marcus gets into position behind his opponent, and as Jason spins around to face him again, in comes a LOW BLOW FROM MARCUS ST. JOHN! Wait, what the hell?! Now Marcus is holding his wrist, a look of agony upon his face. Jason's laughing! Jason Hunter knocks on his... uh... crotch area. He's wearing a cup, ladies and gentlemen! Jason has come prepared! Marcus did NOT see that coming! He's holding his wrist--or maybe it's his hand. Either way, it doesn't matter. St. John's right hand is out of commission for the time being, folks! Jason looks to capitalize with a Super Kick, but Marcus sidesteps out of the way. Super Kick from Marcus and Jason goes down! The referee goes to check on Marcus once he notices he's nursing his injured hand, but Marcus shoves him away with his other one. By the time St. John makes the cover...

ONE...

TWO...

Jason is able to kick out rather quickly.

Watson: Jason now in firm control of this match. It looks like the Prince of Wrestling may be earning a championship opportunity here tonight!

Sydney: You just might be right Tim.

Jason shoves Marcus as he gets back up, then he throws a right hand at St. John. Marcus, forgetting that he may have some serious nerve damage in his hand, swings back. When he connects, he most certainly feels it. That may have hurt him more than it hurt Jason--judging by the look on his face! Jason with a Frontal Kick to St. John's leg. Marcus drops to his knees and now he's in position for a Punt Kick from Jason! Marcus falls flat on his back, but Jason doesn't allow him to stay down for long. Soon he's got Marcus' head between his legs, in position for Hunter's Drop Zone but Marcu$ is able to fight it off by lifting up, taking Jason with him and flipping Jason onto his back. Marcu$ is quick to bring Jason back up to his feet and locks him into suplex position. He lifts, turns... BANKRUPT!!!! M$J with the cover...

ONE....

TWO...

THREE...

DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner, via pinball at 13:26... MARCU$ $T. JOHN!!!!!

Marcu$ St. John rolls to his back and pumps his fist in celebration, taking in the feeling that he will be once again fighting for a championship in EWC.

Watson: Wow, what a turn of events! This match seemed to be all Jason Hunter, but Marcu$ $t. John was able to counter one move and then cash in to make Jason go Bankrupt!

Sydney: You have to give Jason Hunter credit though for coming prepared after last week's low blow. Jason Hunter will wear EWC Gold again in the future, but tonight just was not his night.

Watson: We still have so much to come tonight folks, don't go anywhere. We will be right back!

Camera cuts to ...

The camera cuts backstage to find Xavier Reid walking with his father Chico Volando...

Reid: So let me straight, our entire wrestling legacy was built on the fact that your grandfather...my great grandfather Sr. Volando suplexed a bear…

Xavier looks at Chico who nods…

Volando: Well he was a wrestler at the time but it’s a story of legend Xavier, I mean HE SUPLEXED A BEAR!!! A fully grown bear and he wasn’t the size of Villano, he was more normal size...like us…

Xavier shakes his head but Chico continues…

Volando: Still to this day everyone in town gets together on May 5 to celebrate, honor and even some try to emulate Sr.’s achievement...but most either chicken out or get mauled by the bear…

Reid: I swear every time I think our family history can’t get any...crazier...a new bar is set…

Volando: What can I say, we are colorful and you are part of that Xavier, I took you to that statue to show you a very important life lesson…

Reid: What...don’t drink too much tequila and try to suplex a damn bear…

Volando: No...to show you even the mightiest of challenges can be achieved...everyone told Sr. that there was NO WAY he would be able to suplex a freaking bear but he did...now, nearly 68 years later the world is telling Sr. Volando’s great grandchildren that there is no way they will be able to work together, no way that they can trust each other and just like that fateful day you will prove them wrong, Sr. suplexed that bear and you and El Pablo will walk to that ring and be a team...you will be brothers...and I will be right there cheering you both on ringside…

Xavier shakes his head, still having his doubts if his brother will truly trust him, regardless if their father is ringside

Volando: The two of you could become the best tag team the Volando Family has ever seen, you have that much talent between the two of you...all you need is…

Reid: Trust?

Xavier says with a smirk but his father nods

Volando: Yes, trust...your brother needs to see that he can trust you Xavier, after everything that’s went down in your past YOU are going to have to make the first step out there and prove to him that he can trust you...that he doesn’t have to have eyes in the back of his head or wonder when Xavier Reid is going to go all ‘Xavier Reid’ and stab him in the back...El Pablo is trying to move on from the ‘family drama’ that’s handcuffed him for years, first it was you trying to kill him and then it was me and finding out about the affair and then his uncle tried to leave him for dead in the desert...tried to bury him alive...he’s lost years off his career because of our family and he’s over it...I don’t blame him, but at Paramount #002 he beat Candy and that’s a huge win for him here in Paramount...add to that he has a huge match at Rampage with…

Reid: Ace…

Volando: He’s one of your brother’s best friends...but yes, with Ace when they face off against Stitches and Nevaeh and I’m not going to lie to you...he wasn’t thrilled about me asking for this match but I want the two of you to be able to try and repair the damage that’s been done...Xavier…

Chico stops and grabs his son around the shoulders…

Volando: I want you to be able to call on him...on Vertigo if you find yourself in a pinch and need help...I want them to be able to trust you enough to be able to call on you if they every need help…I’ve seen the damage that’s been done between me and my brothers and I don’t want that for you...for any of you...I don’t want you, El Pablo and Vertigo to be this generation's Villano, Jerry and Chico Volando…

Reid: What about Sr. Espejo…

Volando: He’s adopted…

Reid: Nice…

Volando: We all love him and looked out for him but there has always been a distance between Villano, Jerry and me and I don’t want that for my sons...it’s why I put on the Sr. Espejo mask and traveled the world with you Xavier, I wanted to start to repair the damage that had been done and now I want to fix this between you and El Pablo…

Reid: And you think putting us into the ring against your best friends Bobby and Jimmy and two people that want to kill me, Gabi and Candy is going to ‘fix’ things…

But Chico smiles…

Volando: Well yes...see there is a method to my madness son, to beat a team like Bobby and Jimmy you will have to work as a team with your brother...see I know how much winning means to you, you aren’t about to throw a match about of spite...and you know you will have to work like a well oiled team to beat them...furthermore, like you said Gabi and Candy want to kill you, so in order for that not to happen you will need to depend on El Pablo, you will have to make him have your back so you can’t stab him in his back…

Chico smiles

Volando: This is a sink or swim moment for you Xavier...I’m tossing you in the deep end here tonight and it’s up to you to decide...work with your brother and swim or...don’t and sink...it’s on you Xavier but I’ll be there for you hoping you make the right decision…

Chico smiles and lets Xavier go…

Volando: I’ll see you out there son…

Xavier watches Chico walk away as he just shakes his head...

As cameras go backstage, the crowd pops as they see #3C entering the building on the X-Tron. There is chatter amongst the group as Lisa Goldrush approaches with her microphone.

Lisa: Candy...Gabi… if you wouldn’t mind giving me a moment of your time.

Gabi Vee: You have more questions already?

Lisa: Afraid so. I didn’t think either of you would mind though.

Candy: As long as the questions are sweet, they’re always welcome.

Lisa: Just wondering how you guys are feeling now that your match is practically here?

It looks like Gabi is going to speak first when JFS jumps out in front of her in all his Heavenly Treats gear. Gabi looks shocked as he takes the mic from Lisa.

JFS: Lemme handle that for you, Gabi, don’t worry. I got this.

It looks like Gabi was going to take the mic away from him, but Candy stops her.

JFS: How are we feeling, Lisa? HOW ARE WE FEELING!? I’ll tell you how we’re feeling we’re feeling HYPED AS FUCK THAT THE HEAVENLY TREATS ARE BACK! I mean, LOOK at this MERCH!

He points at his t-shirt and then holds up a bag.

JFS: We don’t just have t-shirts we have BEANIES! We have COLLECTOR CUPS! We have KEYCHAINS! We have ANYTHING that I could slap this logo on and take 86 percent of the profits!

Candy and Gabi both look at him sideways.

JFS: We’ll talk about that, LATER! ANYWAYS. You are looking at the GREATEST TAG-TEAM THERE IS!

Gabi tries to grab the mic back from JFS but he blocks her.

JFS: GABI! I GOT THIS DAMNIT! You wanna know why The Southern Express don’t know what they’re in for? LET ME TELL YOU WHY, LISA! SHUT UP AND LET ME TELL YOU! Because THIS right here is the EWC friggin’ International Champion and THIS right here is our Commander of Confections herself! THEY are the Heavenly Treats, WE are 3C and 3C AIN’T NOTHIN’ TO FU--

Candy takes the mic from him and cuts him off before he can swear anymore, causing Gabi to giggle at him.

Candy: I think that about covers everything, don’t you?

Candy hands the mic to Gabi, who bops Jordan on the head with it before answering.

Gabi Vee: Yeah… it does now…

She hands the mic back to Candy.

Candy: We should go. I need my pre-match Kit Kat.

JFS: GOD FORBID she miss that!

Carley nudges him as the Heavenly Treats walk away. Robbie and Saidie, who have been taking this all in, shake their head at him and follow after the girls.

JFS: HEY! WAIT FOR US!

He takes Carley’s hand and pulls her along with him to catch up to the others as cameras go to….

TAG TEAM SHOWCASE

Damage, Inc

VS Mercenary & Delilah Ashe

We return to ringside where we await our next contest.

Watson: Our next match should be a pretty violent affair. It is the members of Damage Inc taking on former FEUD members Mercenary and Dalilah Ashe.

Sydney: If you remember Tim it was Damage Inc that booted Mercenary from the fold not too long ago and it looks like Dalilah has made the mistake of following him down into the gutter.

Watson: At any rate Cid they better have the policía de la ciudad de méxico and maybe even the Federales on standby for this one because it's likely to be a battle of international proportions.

Starr: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first and weighing in at a total of 725 lbs this is DAMAGE INCORPORATED.

"This Is Gonna Hurt" by Sixx A.M. plays as pyro sprays the stage. The light pulses like lightning and Lacey Savage appears wearing a skull bandanna that covers her lower face. When the lightning pulses again a thick smoke rolls in, and from the smoke come two huge figures dressed in matching leather jackets that reach all the way to their matching boots. The two men are wearing full face masks that look like skulls. Each skull face is partially covered by a bandanna, outlaw style. The two men flank Lacey and they all come to stand in the center of the stage.

Removing their masks the group marches in lock step down the ramp to the ring. Once between the ropes the group clusters together in a tight huddle to go over their final game plan, each member sizing up their opponents and getting ready for a war. Malice holds the ropes open for Lacey before the bell rings where she takes her place at ringside where she prepares to aid her team however she can.

Starr: And their opponents, first from West Oakland California, he is the EWC Outlaw: The MERCENARY. And his partner, she is the most Beautiful of Tragedies and the Sweetest of the Deadly Sins. She is The Last Temptation: Dalilah Ashe!

"Meet The Monster" by Five Finger Death Punch blasts throughout the building. A flashing red strobe lights the stage as the rest of the room goes dark. Mercenary appears on the stage in a Punisher skull mask before he is joined by Dalilah. The two only pause for a moment before Mercenary tosses the mask aside and the two make a running B-line for the ring and its inhabitants. Malice and Mercenary bull into each other in an exchange of heavy fists. Dalilah rushes wildly at Mayhem who sidesteps the attack before sending her through the ropes and out to the floor before joining Malice in a two-on-one assault on the Mercenary. Malice locks in a half-nelson choke on his taller opponent, giving Mayhem a wide open shot at Mercenary’s mid-section. Mayhem lays in a combination of chops followed by a knee strike that knocks the air out of the big man’s lungs. Malice drops Mercenary to the mat as referee Jesse Lizarraga struggles to gain control of the chaotic scene. Laughing in his face Mayhem finally climbs out to the apron, allowing the match to finally begin.

DING DING DING

As the bell rings Mercenary knocks Malice off balance with a shot to the back of the knee that allows him the time to get upright again. He follows that up with a strong pump kick that snaps off the side of Malice’s temple sending him stumbling into the ropes. Giving him no chance to recover Merc hits the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and launches himself into The Steel Destroyer with a version of the Clothesline from Hell that turns him for a loop. Outside the ring Lacey Savage slaps the mat and screams at her man, urging him to take control as Mercenary takes the boots to her fallen monster. Dropping a quick elbow across his throat Merc goes for the pin:

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Tw… Strong Kickout!

From the apron both Mayhem and Dalilah stretch out their hands and call for the tag. Mercenary goes to attack Malice, who has made it to his knees, but he is knocked back by a European Uppercut. Malice dives into his corner tagging Mayhem into the match. Using the top rope to vault into the ring Mayhem turns himself into a human missile as he blasts through the Mercenary with a flying shoulder tackle that knocks him back against the ropes. Bouncing off the ropes the EWC Outlaw’s momentum in the opposite direction causes him to stumble into a roundhouse kick that puts him down on all fours. Hitting the ropes Mayhem presses the attack landing a Shining Wizard knee strike full to the side of his opponent’s face. Giving him no time to catch his breath Mayhem does a standing back flip double foot stomp that caves in the Mercenary’s shoulder blades and comes dangerously close to breaking the big guy’s back. Struggling to flip his dead weight over Mayhem attempts a pin:

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Two
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Thr… Kickout!

Watson: This has been surprisingly even so far. Both Mercenary and Damage, Inc have had their chances but right now it looks like this is going to be hard hitting contest

Sydney: Never doubt that when any of these four get in a ring together let alone all four!

Mayhem slaps the mat and yells at Lizarraga to be quicker on the count. Pulling Mercenary up by the hair he drags him to his team’s corner where he tags in Malice. Once in the ring Malice hoists Mercenary’s carcass up on his shoulders as outside Mayhem climbs to perch up on the top turnbuckle. From the fireman’s carry position Malice flips forward slamming Mercenary down on the mat with a rolling shoulder slam before clearing the way and allowing Mayhem to come crashing down with a 450 splash across the chest. Malice goes for the pin but Referee Lizarraga is busy trying to get Mayhem to vacate the ring. In a rage Malice sits up off the pin, picking Mercenary up and slinging him into the turnbuckles where he manages to catch himself in an upright position. Malice grabs the ref by the arm, yelling at him to pay attention to the damn match. He receives a stern warning in return for making contact with the official. Out of the corner Mercenary shows signs of life and he manages to catch Malice with a glancing headbutt to the bridge of the nose as he charges in on him after his heated exchange with the referee. Malice’s eyes tear up and his vision blurs. Mercenary pulls Malice into a collar and elbow lock up twisting him into the corner where he breaks off and manages to connect with a series of face shots and body blows. Whipping him out of the corner to the opposite turnbuckle he follows closely behind him, connecting with a heavy back elbow smash. Seeing a shift in the momentum when Malice slumps in the corner Dalilah hammers the top turnbuckle pad in her corner as she nearly begs her partner to make the tag. Despite being tired and beat up he still seems unsure when he finally drags his way into friendly territory for the first time since this slug fest began. He pauses to stare uncertainly at her before he at last touches her outstretched palm bringing her into the match in a flurry of boots and long black hair.

Watson: Damage, Inc are wearing the big man down, but Merc is NOT going down without a fight here folks!

Sydney: Mercenary has reached that point where Delilah HAD to be tagged in. This match might be over here now folks. Delilah is one tough person, but the size and weight advantage cannot be countered for too long here.

With a running start at the corner Dalilah connects with a V-Trigger knee between Malice’s eyes. Using the top rope to swing herself up she brings both feet back down into his body in some hybrid combination of a dropkick and a stomp. Rolling back out of the corner she rushes at him again, somersaulting into him with a Cannonball splash. Excited by her offense she leaps up and spins around where she is greeted by a Superkick from Mayhem. Seeing this Mercenary attempts to get back into the ring but Mayhem hits the ropes with a body block that sends him falling out to the floor. Pulling his partner back to his feet the members of Damage Incorporated move to loom over Dalilah who tries to pull herself into the safety of her own corner.

From the floor Lacey shouts commands and Malice chuckles as he lifts Dalilah up by the hair like a cat that has caught a mouse by the tail. While this is going on inside the ring Mayhem rolls under the bottom rope where he digs under the ring and after a short search produces a folding table that he sets up outside of the ring. Banging on the table top he signals Malice who answers with a sadistic grin. Against the protests of the referee, who waves his hands wildly and shouts warnings at deaf ears, Malice strikes Dalilah in the bread basket and lifts her much lighter frame into position for a Powerbomb through the table.

Watson: OH MY GOD NO!

Sydney: CW is gonna be pissed if they kill this poor girl on Live television!!!

As Malice brings Dalilah up Mercenary slides back into the ring from behind just managing to catch hold of Dalilah where he is able to pull her down and away from Malice’s grip. Setting her down he pushes her back into their corner putting himself between her and further harm. He tore into Malice with a renewed kind of rage. Dispensing with the wrestling holds he hammers him with clenched fists meant to reduce his face to an ugly wet pulp and when Mayhem rejoins them in the ring he is met with more of the same treatment. Knocking Malice down Mercenary shoves Mayhem back, shocking him hard with a roaring elbow to the side of the head before alternating strikes in both directions. Malice rolls under the bottom rope to escape the ferocity of this new onslaught. Mayhem is dazed and struggles to get to his feet but an enraged Mercenary kicks him in the ribs and wrenches him up only to drop him back down with Pumphandle slam. Turning to his corner he points at Dalilah before cutting his own throat with his thumb. Slapping on the Full Nelson he pulls Mayhem into an atomic drop that pops his body back up into the Decimator Atomic Bomb. Mayhem’s head bounces off the mat with a brutal recoil. Mercenary goes for the pin but Referee Lizarraga refuses to count the fall. Somehow in all the confusion she has managed to keep track of the fact that Malice is still the legal man.

Watson: Mercenary would have the win RIGHT HERE if he had pinned the legal man!

Sydney: That is a rookie move by Mercenary. You cannot forget who the legal tag is. This is going to cost him

Cursing him Mercenary kicks Mayhem out of the ring before he joins him out on the floor where Malice has nearly recovered. Rushing him Mercenary whips Malice into the barricade before immediately hitting him with a short-arm Lariat. Pausing to kick Mayhem in the side of the head he manages to muscle Malice back under the bottom rope and into the ring. Looking again to Dalilah he turns from her and points out at the table that is still set up at ringside before setting his prone opponent up for a Doom Shadow. Lacey climbs up on the apron clamoring for his attention and screaming insults at Dalilah. Distracted he drops Malice’s barely conscious body back down inside the ring with a loud and disgusting thud before he advancing on his one time manager with hate burning behind his eyes. Mercenary and Lacey exchange angry words giving Mayhem the chance to make his way back into the ring where he tries to go after Dalilah. Turning away from Lacey Merc manages to keep Mayhem from getting to her with a well timed kick. He again put himself between Dalilah and danger, backing her into the corner with his eyes on the immediate threat. Mayhem stalks the ring like a wolf with a meal on its mind as Lacey rouses Malice to join him in an attempt regain the upper hand.

Pushing forward Mercenary prepares to start swinging again, but Damage Inc is prolonging the stand off by keeping just out of reach of his offense. The tense moment drags on and the crowd howls loud for some sort of final resolution, but when the end came it was not in any way what they had been expecting. From the Mercenary’s back Dalilah climbs up onto the second turnbuckle. From her perch she screams insults at the members of Damage Inc over the Mercenary’s shoulder, challenging them to bring the fight back to them. Her words embolden him to advance on them a few further steps and that gives Dalilah all the room that she requires. Diving off the second turnbuckle she catches her partner’s shoulders in both hands and using her weight she pulls him backwards and on to her waiting knees.

Watson: The Backstabber! She just literally stabbed her own partner right in the back!

Sydney: Oh this cannot be a good thing!

Malice is on the man before his big body could even hit the mat setting him up for a Cradle Piledriver. Mayhem shoot to the top turnbuckle and pauses to pose for the angry crowd before jumping off the top to spike Mercenary’s head as Malice drives it into the mat with The Nail Gun. Mercenary slumps down to the mat where Malice covers him as Lacey orders the bemused referee to count the fall:

ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

The frenzied crowd fill the arena with the sound of their displeasure as the surviving members of The FEUD gather around their fallen sacrifice. Dalilah went to Lacey where she rested her head on the older woman’s shoulder. Lacey begins to stroke Dalilah’s hair like a child in need of comfort. The younger woman seems displeased and confused by the crowds reaction. Reluctantly Isabella Starr makes the match official.

Starr: And here are your winners via... pin fall... at 22:13.....Malice and Mayhem: DAMAGE INCORPORATED!

With Dalilah in tow Damage Inc follow their manager up the ramp where they paused for a moment to look back and survey the scene of referees and ring crew checking on the Mercenary.

Watson: I'm not sure what I've just seen here. I really am at a loss for words.

Sydney: I think you just saw the end of a relationship, LIVE and in living color. That's some real Reality TV stuff right there.

Watson: I feel bad for poor Merc here. He's just trying to do what's right. We have to take a break folks. We will be right back... after this!

We cut to footage from earlier today where interviewer Lisa Goldrush stops The Young Lions as well as their manager Maria Love from entering Arena Mexico

Lisa: Jamie, Lorenzo what are you guys doing here? You aren't a member of the Paramount roster and neither of you are booked in a match tonight.

Instead of answering Jamie and Lorenzo just stare at Lisa to the point she starts to get uncomfortable and Maria answers the question.

Maria: No Lisa we don't. What we do have however are friends. Friends that do have a match tonight so we figured we'd come cheer them on. Is there a new rules against that?

Lisa : Well no but…

Maria: Then why are we getting stopped and questioned?

Lisa: You mean with a #1 Contenders match for the tag titles coming up on Rampage all you're here to do is cheer on The Southern Express and Xavier Reid? You're not here to scout your potential Stranglemania opponents?

Having heard enough Jamie shoves past Lisa and the camera man but not without saying something as he walks by.

Jamie: I'm just here to see Bobby and Jimmy. Reid can choke on a dick.

The camera fades out as Lorenzo and Maria follow Jamie with the later shrugging at Lisa who looks annoyed.

THREE WAY DANCE
ELIMINATION MATCH

Darius

VS Jake Lumas
VS Laura Perelli

We return to ringside where we're about to witness a Three Way Dance to determine who's going to StrangleMania XVI to face the North American Champion, Robbie Rayder, for the title!

Watson: Folks, we're about to find out the second opponent who Robbie Rayder's going to face at StrangleMania when he defends the North American Championship against Adriana Aquilla AND either Laura Perelli, Jake Lumas, or Darius! Whoever wins this match is guaranteed a spot on one of EWC's biggest events of the year!

Sydney: Going to StrangleMania is a reward in itself, but getting a North American title shot is what these guys are really looking forward to! I think we're about to see a LOT of intensity in this Three Way Dance here tonight!

Starr: The following match is a Three Way Elimination Match! Joining us first, from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 132-pounds ... The Jersey Devil ... LAURA PERELLI!

"United Divided" by Voodoo Johnson plays as Laura makes her way down to the ring.

Starr: And her opponent, from Cincinnati, Ohio, weighing in at 220-pounds ... JAKE LUMAS!

"Born To Raise Hell" by Motorhead plays as Jake makes his way down to the ring.

Starr: And their opponent, from Albany, New York, weighing in at 265-pounds ... DARIUS!

"Burn It Down" by 5FDP plays as Darius makes his way down to the ring.

DING DING DING

All three competitors size each other up as they pace around the ring. Laura's looking to see who wants a piece of her first, but it's Darius lunging at Jake to kick things off. Step Up Knee Strike from Darius, and Jake stumbles back into the corner. Sensing this is her chance against two much bigger opponents, Laura attempts to join Darius in double-teaming Jake in order to keep him locked in--even getting a couple Chops in--but Darius grabs a hold of her and sends her toward the opposite side of the ring with a Strong Irish Whip. Darius turns back to face Jake in time to be met with a Flying Forearm. Lumas leaps on top of Darius and starts punching away. When he gets off, he's met with a Tilt-a-Whirl Headscissor Takedown from Laura. Both men roll out of the ring, leaving Laura alone. She looks from Jake to Darius, not sure which to go after first. She picks the latter, running and diving through the ropes to collide with Darius on the outside. Jake joins them, and soon enough all three of them are trading blows back and forth at ringside.

Watson: WELCOME TO PARAMOUNT WRESTLING DARIUS! The former International champion is being given the nickel tour as Perrelli and Lumas have shown that they are not afraid to use their bodies to get the job done!

Sydney: Usually I would say something witty about Darius being ok here, but... he might be screwed Tim!

Darius rolls Jake back inside the ring and slides in after him. Once Darius has Jake in position, he plants him will a DDT. Laura gets back only to get met with a swift kick to the midsection, but as Darius looks to nail The Morrow Bomb, Laura counters with a Hurricanrana. Darius gets back to his feet speedily, and Laura uses his momentum against him utilizing an Arm Drag. She attempts to lock in the Arm Bar that goes along with it, but Darius rolls out of the ring and out of harm's way, however briefly. Lumas comes in from behind and grabs Laura, planting her with a Sidewalk Slam. Laura rolls out of the ring as Darius reenters. The two big guys trade blows back and forth as Laura takes to the top turnbuckle. Darius, fighting Lumas off, turns to Laura just in time for her to hit him with a Jumping Leg Lariat from the top turnbuckle! Before she can follow up with anything else, however, Jake Lumas grabs her from behind, locking in a Rear Naked Choke. Lumas falls to the mat with Laura held tightly in his arms. She struggles greatly, clawing at Jake's arms and flailing her legs, but Lumas tightens the hold further until Laura is forced to tap!

Starr: Laura Perelli has been eliminated!

Watson: Wow, Jake Lumas showing us why he has been so successful outside of EWC. He turned opportunity into Paydirt! That rear naked choke got him one step closer to the North American championship!

Sydney: Now we find out which one of these men go on to fight Adriana Aquilla and Robbie Rayder!

Darius is quick to attack the moment that Laura taps and starts reigning down elbows to the head of Jake Lumas. Lumas is able to roll out of the way, but Darius grabs him by the head and lands a bulldog! Darius gets to his feet and waits for Lumas to get to his before charging, looking for The Hunter's Mark spear, but Lumas is able to jump and lock in a DDT hold, he's going for Good Night Sally! Darius is able to roll through though without landing head first! Lumas hits the mat and pops to his feet but Darius was a step quicker with HUNTERS MARK! Darius covers.

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner, via pinball at 17:36 DARIUS!!!!!

The match is over as Darius celebrates his victory and is headed to StrangleMania to challenge for the North American Championship. He stands in the ring looking and admiring the carnage that he has left with his patented smirk on his face. Darius has made a quick impact on the brand and is already in title contention to wear gold on the brand.

Sydney: Wait that’s Marcu$ $t. John who just slid in the ring. He has a chair in hand.

Watson: What is he about to do? It seems that revenge is on his mind. Darius turn around or this will end badly!

M$J smashes the chair on the back of Darius’ back. As he falls to his knees, he takes another chair shot to the back as nothing but anger shows on the face of Marcu$. Now laying on the ground in pain, Darius takes a third and final chair shot to the back. Marcu$ then takes out his brass knuckles and picks him up just to use the brass knuckles to knock Darius on his back.

Watson: I can’t believe he’s attacked Darius like this, sure Marcu$ is a despicable man but this is just too much. Darius isn’t the type of man that you want to mess with.

Sydney: Well, Darius did strike first so he had to know that retaliation was coming. We just didn’t expect it to involve weapons.

M$J gets ready to leave the ring with an intense look on his face but he stops while in between the ropes. He leans back into the ring and steps back through. He walks back over to Darius who is still writhing in pain. An intense look is on his face as he pulls a spoon out of his pocket and sticks it in Darius’ mouth. He walks over and grabs a microphone and leans down over Darius’ body.

Marcu$ $t. John: Now look who really has the silver spoon in their mouth. Welcome to Paramount Darius. This isn’t your safe space of Brawl, this is the home of the Pinnacle of Professional Wrestling and you can take that to the bank and cash it!

M$J leaves the mic on Darius’ chest and exits the ring without even looking back as he heads to the locker room.

Watson: A statement was certainly made tonight by The Young Mogul.

Sydney: Yeah you can say that again, let’s see how Darius responds from here.

Watson: Despite the attack that we just witnessed, it HAS to be said that JAKE LUMAS ALMOST HAD HIM! We almost saw a complete upset here tonight folks.

Sydney: I have to give Jake Lumas credit, he damn near knocked off a former International Champion tonight, but Darius proved WHY he is a former champion. That awareness allowed him to-

Watson: WHAT THE HELL?!

The fans in the ring are cheering as we cut back to see that Adriana Aquilla is attacking Darius in the middle of the ring. Stomp after Stomp after stomp as she is showing Darius that she heard him loud and clear! Darius rolls to the outside to recover, Elissa is checking on him but Addy hits the ropes and on the rebound jumps to the top rope to springboard off into a SHOOTING STAR PRESS right into Darius and Elissa!!! The crowd is going crazy

HOLY SH*T
HOLY SH*T
HOLY SH*T

There is nothing but a pile of bodies on the ground. Addy is first to move, but Darius shoves her off and gets to one knee as he starts trading punches with Lo Divino! The crowd in Mexico is going crazy just as "Fear" by Disturbed begins to play throughout Arena Mexico. The crowd starts to get even louder because here comes the North American Champion Robbie Rayder!!!! He walks out with a microphone in one hand and the North American Championship over his other shoulder. The fans are going crazy as Robbie just stands there for a moment before his music fades.

Rayder: Lo Divino!... Darius! It seems we have a dance scheduled for StrangleMania. You two get to be my next challenge as I continue to be the workhorse of Paramount Wrestling... I hope you both prepare because if not then it's going to be a LONG hot night in Miami for you both... Rayder out!

Robbie raises the North American championship high in the air as the camera fades...

SINGLES MATCH

Nevaeh

VS Wes Walker

We return to ringside where we’re about to see Nevaeh versus Wes Walker.

Watson: Folks, if you missed the action before the commercial you missed what was probably the harshest welcome I have seen anyone get when coming to the Orange brand! Marcu$ $t. John attacked Darius after his match and left him lying only for Adrianna Aquilla to come out and attack the former International Champion as well!

Sydney: Darius called out practically the entire roster last show.. Are we really surprised when the roster calls his bluff?

Watson: Not at all Cid! and the appearance of North American champion Robbie Rayder made it all that more entertaining as he laid out the challenge to both of his StrangleMania opponents: Show up or don't show at all... Moving on though, Wes Walker is again scheduled for Paramount and let me tell you this guy has been on fire. We saw him defeat Samantha Hamilton and tonight he faces Nevaeh. Can Wes pull off another victory here to night? We’re going to find out.

Sydney: His opponent tonight is no pushover. She a former Indy Champion and there’s no doubt she’s working towards more Championship gold. That starts with Wes Walker tonight.

Watson: Will it be Wes Walker or Nevaeh that walks out victorious tonight? We’re about to find out.

Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to 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 along the way.

Starr: The following match is for one fall. Joining us first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at one hundred and twenty four pounds ... NEVAEHHHHHH!

After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off to the fans and paces the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.

Starr: And her opponent, from Montreal, QC, Canada, weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds ... WES WALKERRRRR!

Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play, Wes Walker comes from behind the curtain. He raises his arms above his head as the crowd goes wild.

He bows his head and takes in the cheers. Wes begins walking down the aisle into the ring. He slides under the bottom rope in a quick motion. He walks past his opponent before once more raising his arm as the crowd cheers.

DING DING DING

Nevaeh takes advantage of Walker having his back turned as she rushes towards him bring her forearm down across his neck and immediately shoves him into the corner of the ring. Walker quickly spins around to meet her but she connects with a spinning back hand across his jaw. She jumps placing her hands into his midsection and grabbing him behind the head as she monkey flips him towards the center of the ring.

Walker flips midair and is able to land on his feet. He turns to find a rushing Nevaeh headed towards him. He leaps into the air allowing her to duck underneath him. He again turns and this time is met by a ferocious slap across the face.

Walker’s eyes begin to bulge as he becomes filled with anger that’s written across his face. Nevaeh again attempts a slap but this time he catches her hand stopping the blow. She responds attempting to slap him across the face with her opposite hand but he is able to catch that arm two.

Wes Walker begins shaking with anger as he holds Nevaeh’s arms and she slowly begins stepping backwards with a look of fear upon her face. That look is immediately replaced with cockiness as she kicks Walker between the legs dropping him to his knees in agony.

The referee is upon her quickly as he steps between her and Walker to admonish her for the rule break. He warns her of the potential disqualification if she breaks the rules again.

Watson: Wes Walker is finally getting out all of the aggression that he has pent up against Nevaeh for costing him the Undisputed championship. He needs to be careful though, he could get himself disqualified. This is NOT an X-Division rules match

Sydney: And don't think that Nevaeh won't use that anger to HER advantage either.

Wes Walker begins getting to his feet as Nevaeh uses his knee to propel herself into the air as she connects with a knee to his face. Walker falls backwards onto the canvas with the blow.

Taking advantage of the moment Nevaeh locks in a figure four onto her fallen foe. Walker begins slamming his hands onto the canvas as the excruciating pain radiates throughout his legs.

He raises his arm and swings towards Nevaeh but is inches short of connecting. She laughs at his failed attempt as she raises herself up off of the canvas to increase the pain. Walker lets out a yell of pain before raising his hand as a physical attempt to get the audience to help give him the needed strength.

The cheers of the audience begin to increase and a chant of Walker begins to breakout. Walker places his hands upon the canvas as he attempts to reverse the maneuver.

Realizing that Walker is going to reverse the move she releases it and barrel rolls backwards coming up to her feet. Walker attempts to push himself to his feet and as he stumbles forward he is met by Nevaeh.

Cast Out Of Heaven!

The kick lands on the jaw of Walker as he collapses onto the canvas. Nevaeh quickly goes for the cover and pin.

ONE....

TWO...

THREE!!

NO!!!

Walker got his foot on the rope breaking the hold. Nevaeh has a look of shock upon her face as she turns and looks towards the referee to argue the call. The referee motions that it was only a count of two but she stands getting into his face and begins yelling in defiance.

She turns back towards Walker who greets her with three quick kicks to the leg and then a spinning kick to the face. Nevaeh rocks backwards before then falling forwards onto her face.

Wes Walker turns and rushes into the ring ropes rebounding with a flying knee to the side of Nevaeh’s head as she was attempting to get back to her feet.

The brutal maneuver causes the audience to gasp in response. Walker feeling confident raises his arms out towards the crowd as he urges their cheers.

Watson: Wes finding his stride now. He is using that anger to just be as brutal as he can be.

Sydney: He needs to watch that arrogance though. he relies to much on the adrenaline and he's going to be trouble!

Walker turns back towards Nevaeh and stomps on her hand as she’s attempting to push her self upwards. She retracts her hand in response as he again stomps on her opposing hand. She quickly rolls to her back as she retracts her other hand. She’s able to catch Walkers foot as he began to bring a stomp down upon her face.

She hooks his calf and rolls as the move unexpectedly causes Walker to fall to the canvas. She leaps over him grabbing a headlock but Wes grabs her and lifting her while she maintains the headlock.

Nevaeh locks her leg behind Walker’s knee causing him to drop to one knee as she breaks free from the attempted move.

Gates Of Hell!!!

Nevaeh hits her finish out of nowhere and cinches it in tight!! Wes scrambles to look for an escape but he’s caught in the middle of the ring and he knows it. Wes taps!!!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via submission at 9:36..... NEVAEHHHH!

Nevaeh quickly rolls out of the ring as she raises both arms in victory. A young female fan sitting front row takes a swing at her but misses by mere inches. Nevaeh simply laughs in her face as Security is quick to grab the fan.

She turns back and looks into the ring at Wes Walker who appears frustrated. Nevaeh again raises her arm in victory as she glares at him sitting in the ring.

Watson: Wes Walker had this in hand but out of nowhere Nevaeh came out victorious. It was unexpected in the moment but both of these superstars bring it each and every night. He losses this one but he’ll be back on top before we know it.

Sydney: That was an impressive showing by Walker as he overcame the breaking of the rules and the brutal offense of Nevaeh. He may have lost this one but he has that killer instinct that the best in this business have. This was a great match from these two.

Watson: We still have the triple threat Tag Match, the CW Broadcast Championship Match, the Champion versus champion match AND our main event to come folks. DO NOT go anywhere!

Camera cuts to...

TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM TURMOIL
NON-TITLE MATCH

Xavier Reid & El Pablo

VS Gabrielle Visconty & Candy
VS The Southern Express

We return to ringside where Tim and Cid are standing by!

Watson: Here is one of the big ones tonight folks! our first of FIVE Champion appearances tongight kicks off with the newly minted Paramount superstars, The Southern Express... Who also happen to be the EWC Tag Team Champions!

Sydney: I have to admit this was a gigantic pickup for Paramount! The longest tenured champions of the Love Club are now calling Paramount Wrestling Home and I am here for it!

Starr: The following match is a triple threat tag team showcase! Joining us first, from Honolulu, Hawaii, representing 3C... She is a member of the Heavenly Treats and the current EWC International Champion ...GABRIIIIIIEELLLLLLLEEE VISCONTYYYY!

The lights in the arena dim and slowly pulse to the opening chords of "I Am The Fire" by Halestorm. Gabi Vee walks out to the entrance ramp and smiles out at the crowd as she stops at the top of the ramp. She grins as she looks over the crowd before heading down the ramp and towards the ring. Gabi interacts with the fans before she hops up on the side of the ring, smirking out to the crowd before she springboards herself gracefully into the ring. She paces the ring and works the crowd a bit before she heads to her corner.

"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.

Starr: And her partner, fellow 3C member and the other half of the Heavenly Treats... from Candyland, ... "The Sweet Treat"...CANNNNNDDYYYY!

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 taunts the crowd until her music subsides.

Starr: And their first opponent, representing Paramount Wrestling, from Pueblo City, Mexico.. One half of Los Hermanos Voldanooooooooooo..."The Technicolor Technico"....ELLLL PABLO!!!!!!

A cry of “VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!” leads to ‘Party Hard’ by Andrew WK hitting the soundsystem, as the stage and ringside area becomes bathed in flashing, flickering, brightly-coloured lighting. As the main hook hits, El Pablo bursts through the curtain, playing to the fans and chugging Skittles like a Steveweiser. Pablo waits on the ramp.

Starr: And his partner... From New York City... Weighing in at 220 lbs... He is the other half of Los Hermanos Volando ..... XXXXAAVVVIIIIEERRR.... REEEEEEEIIIDDDD!!!!!

Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black fight shorts, kick pads and boots, his hands wrapped in black tape and from behind him, not Tommy Love, but CHICO VOLDANDO. Xavier walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as he looks to his brother Pablo. They bump fists and then make their way to the ring to a defining reaction from the hometown crowd.

Watson: That is a site that I don't think anyone EVER thought they would see Cid. The Volando brothers on the same team?! and That is NOT Tommy Love at Xavier's side folks, that is their father Chico Volando!

Sydney: Is the lifetime movie of the week over yet? Or do I need to get out my Kodak camera and take pictures?!

The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet, some of the older females in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose, who is still in his grey walking boot and Jimmy Lane

Starr: And finally... Their opponents....Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love... From Nashville, Tennessee....weighing in at a combined weight of 445 Lbs... They are the EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS..... BOBBY ROSE..... JIMMY LANE..... TTTTTHHHHHEEEE SOUTHERNNNNNNNNN EXXXXXXXXXPRESSSSSSSS!!!!

Bunny leads the way as the pair reach out and high five with the fans as the walk to the ring, Bunny marches up the steps and steps through the ropes as Bobby and Jimmy climb up onto the apron and step through the ropes, take off the titles and hands them to Bunny and head to opposite corners, Jimmy climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and Bobby stands in the corner as both men toss out bandannas to the crowd as Bunny stands in the middle of the ring holding up both tag team championship belts

Senior Paramount referee Matt Mercer checks all three teams quickly, takes the tag team titles from Bunny, handing them to the time keeper for safe keeping, and then calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Jimmy Lane, EL Pablo and Gabi Vee start us off as the all kind of just look to each other to scope out the scene. Jimmy may have been hoping for Reid to start and be able to have an early advantage over the Heavenly Treats, but no such luck. Pablo is quick to turn up the pace as he hits a standing dropkick to the knee of Jimmy Lane, that sends Lane to a knee. Gavi sees this and immediately heads for the ropes, and on the rebound drops to one knee, slides and connects with a European Uppercut! The crowd reacts to that as cheers begin to come from the fans. Pablo is quick to attack Gabi though and start reigning down Elbow strikes from all over the rainbow as the fans cheer along

RED!

ORANGE!

YELLOW!

GREEN !

BLUE!

INDIGO!

VIOLET!

EP completes the Rainbow before Jimmy Lane grabs EP by the back of the mask and sends him head first into a neutral turnbuckle. Jimmy Irish whips EP hard into his corner and follows up with a splash into the corner. Bobby tags in now as Jimmy back body drops Pablo. Bobby is on the second rope now and comes down with a leg drop, landing with the foot that is in a boot onto the throat of El Pablo! Bobby with a cover now

ONE..

Broken up by Gabrielle Visconty!

Watson: All three teams are showing their prowess here so far. The Southern Express are showing why they are the tag champions, however, as they move to over power their smaller opponents.

Sydney: It's what a tag team with DECADES of experience will do Tim. I for one am so happy to have A proper Team call Paramount their home!

Gabi is first up to her feet and immediately starts putting the boots directly to the boot of Bobby! He grabs the ankle and immediately starts to roll out of the way, making it down and to the outside. Gabi sees this, looks to Candy and immediately tags her in. She slingshots over the top rope, runs to the closest ropes to Bobby on the outside, where Jimmy is now down on the outside looking after his partner, does a handspring to turn her body, then jumps to the top rope and off with a picture perfect moonsault just as the International Champion hurls her body over the top rope with with a Tope Con Hilo! The fans are going nuts for the display of athleticism they just witnessed.

Meanwhile, back in the ring, El Pablo uses this distraction to tag in Xavier Reid who immediately drops to the floor and grabs Candy, tossing her back into the ring. Reid slides back in as Candy is getting to her feet, Reid wastes no time, pops to his feet, stalks the sweet treat then as soon as she is to her feet immediately hit her with a reverse frankensteiner, that he keeps a hold of for a pin..

ONE...

TWO..

KICKOUT!

Candy is able to kickout as Bobby Rose is getting back up on the outside. Inside, Candy is first to her feet now, but Reid is just behind her he uses the higher advantage to lock up with the Sweet Treat, but she quickly reverses that into a sit out Jawbreaker that she called the Candy Cavity Remover! Candy gets to her feet, then starts to bring Reid to his, she looks to hook the former Undisputed champion into the cutter for the Candy Crusher, but Reid shrugs her off. Bobby Rose is back to to his feet now and in the ring. He grabs Xavier and Spins him around, throwing punches right to Xavier's head! Jimmy enters the ring now adn they both start throwing punches as they mover around in a circle, Reid following them around! Finally after aobut half a done shots, Xavier Reid is now draped over the top rope. Bobby Rose steps to the apron and gets in position as Jimmy Lane grabs the ropes... TENNESSEE DESTROYER!

Before Bobby can get the cover however, El Pablo comes running at him and lands a drive by kick right to the head, which lays Bobby Rose out flat in the ring! Pablo grabs Xavier and brings him to the corner, but before he can get back into position to tag in, Candy attacks from behind, sending Pablo to the floor! Candy with a few shots on Reid now before she goes to the top rope On the outside, Bunny Love is now taunting Gabi Vee, who is up on the apron looking at her partner... Gabi is not that easily distracted. Back in side, Candy is on the top rope and comes off looking for Sugar High (450 spalsh) BUT BOBBY AND JIMMY NAIL A DOUBLE SUPER KICK AS SHE COMES DOWN! Bobby used the booted foot for his! Candy crumples to the floor. Gabi looks to enter the ring, but her leg is being help by Bunny. Bobby the legal man, he covers...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: Here are your winners at 10:32 via Pinfall.. Bobby Rose... Jimmy Lane.... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!!

Bunny let's go of Gabi's leg as she rushed into the ring to check on her partner. Reid is just now getting to his feet and Pablo is trying to figure out how he and his brother were outsmarted as the Southern Express roll to the outside. Bunny collects the EWC Tag Team championship belts and joins her clients as they celebrate while going up the ramp.

Watson: OUT OF NOWHERE! The Southern Express keep on finding ways to win and they just stole one tonight folks!

Sydney: Even I have to admit that this one seemed all but won by The Heavenly treats, but you can never count out the Southern Express!

Watson: They are the Tag Team champions for a reason Cid! Next up we have Ace King and Robbie Rayder in a champion versus champion matchup! We'll be right back folks.

Camera fades to black.

We open up backstage to Jake Lumas pacing back and forth in his locker room, half undressed from his match. He spots the camera, but keeps pacing.

Lumas: I almost had him... I almost had him... I ALMOST HAD HIM.

Lumas stops pacing.

Lumas: These hands

He holds up his fists.

Lumas: They've seen a lot in their time, but they have not seen the last of you Darius. I have red in my ledger now, and you Darius are going to have to pay a price for that. This isn't over...

the camera cuts to commercial.

SINGLES MATCH
CHAMPION VS CHAMPION MATCH
NON-TITLE

Ace King

VS Robbie Rayder

We return to ringside where (add content here)

Watson: We're back! and up next we have a champion versus champion exhibition match as the North American champion takes on the X-division champion!

Sydney: Time to see if all that crap that Robbie talked can be backed up with actions again The Gambler.

Starr: The following match is a singles match. Joining us first, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is The X-Division Champion...THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

"Ace of Spades" rips through Arena Mexico, and the crowd cheers as pyro goes off in time with the opening drum beats. Ace King then calmly steps out onto the stage, his eyes narrowed and focused on the ring.

Ace rolls his head around the back of his neck for a few seconds before focusing back in on the ring, then makes his way down the ramp, interacting with a few fans along the way. He stops a few steps short of the ring, then dives in under the bottom rope as red pyro explodes from each turnbuckle. Ace pauses on his knees in the middle of the ring for a moment before getting to his feet, his attention locked in on the entrance ramp.

Starr: And his opponent, from Alamo, California, weighing in at 225 pounds. He is the Paramount Wrestling North American Champion... ROBBIE RAYDER!!!

The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long purple tights and black boots, walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to his lips. Rayder taps the title around his waist then looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring then reaches the apron. He steps through the ropes then goes to the far side, He leans out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd, looking down at the North American title around his waist.

DING DING DING

King and Rayder face off in the center of the ring. Neither man flinching. Ace makes the first move with a massive slap that paintbrushes The North
American Champion. Rayder takes a step back and swings into a spinning kick, but Ace ducks the kick and dropkicks Rayder backwards into the rope. Rayder hits the ropes, and then leaves his feet to deliver a big sick kick to Ace's jaw. Ace rolls through but Rayder is up and jumps into a forearm smash. Rayder slings Ace towards the ropes, and on the rebound Rayder rushes Ace and jumps into a hurricanrana. Ace rolls up to his feet. Rayder grabs at King but King spins it into a European uppercut to create some distance. Ace kicks Robbie in his leg with a stiff shoot kick. Rayder is dropped to a knee and Ace grabs him for a stiff gut wrench powerbomb that bumps Rayder right onto his head! King goes for the cover!

ON... Rayder powers out.

Watson: Wow... Both men throwing caution to the wind tonight as they put on a show! The respect here is in the fact that with StrangleMania on the horizon for both champions, they are not taking a night off here!

Sydney: Robbie is showing that the talk is not just talk here, I like it!

Both men are back to their feet, but Ace has a headlock on Rayder. Rayder is able to slip the grip and pushes Ace into an Irish Whip. Ace rolls through and avoids a kick from Rayder before popping up into a neckbreaker! Both men get back up to their feet and this time it is Rayder with a big slap that stuns King! While stunned Rayder spins into a kick that connects against Ace's jaw. Ace stumbles backwards and then Rayder jumps into a stiff superkick that drops Ace to his knees. Rayder hits the ropes and flies into a 2nd sick kick, but King collapses and Rayder flies through the ropes! Rayder's head caught the middle rope before an awkward landing outside. Both men are down!

Watson: DIOS MIO! Robbie Rayder could have ended Ace's career with that kick!

Sydney: Tim, this may not be an X-division match but it has that feel. This is BRUTAL!

The ref begins his count. But Ace King stops him. Ace uses the ref to pull himself up and shakes his head. Rayder is up on his feet outside, just barely, but he's up. Rayder makes it to the ring and rolls in. Rayder uses the ropes to stand and turns to face King but eats a massive shoot kick to the temple. As he falls forward King launces a European uppercut. King catches Rayder before he can fall, and hoists him up onto his shoulders. King instantly drops Rayder down into a Blackjack Bomb. His head bounces off the canvas with a sick thud. King makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via pinfall ACE KING!

Ace King isn't celebrating as the ref raises his hand. Robbie Rayder has gotten to his hands and knees as he looks up at Ace. Ace motions for him to get up and once vertical, Ace extends his hand to the North American champion. Rayder looks at Ace's hand, then to his eyes before shaking Ace's hand. The crowd roars as two of their favorites show respect.

Watson: That is wrestling with CLASS right there!

Sydney: Honestly Tim, this match could have gone either way. One mistake and Robbie would have cashed in, but Ace as able to maneuver in that blackjack bomb and it was hand over for Robbie Rayder.

Watson: Agreed Cid, agreed... Up next folks we see the CW Broadcast championship on the line. David Miller takes on Gabriel Ohio... NEXT!

Camera cuts to ...

SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE CW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP

Gabriel Ohio

VS David Miller

Pieces of Eden by Satan's Arrival plays, and the lights slowly start to flicker. The X-Tron lights up with a dark figure walking up some stairs. It opens a door and the X-Tron blacks out and the music stops.

A voice is heard.

"Carpe Noctum!!"

A Slowed down, more Hard rock version of the theme tune plays.

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the CW Broadcast Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, now making his way to the ring from parts unknown. Weighing in at two-hundred, eighty-six pounds … GABRIEL … OHIO!

Isabella escapes with a hasty retreat out the ring.

The top of the ramp is filled with smoke and a 'Moonlight Style' spotlight appears shortly after. A face is zoomed in upon, cocked to the side.
The light goes out, few seconds later it appears again a bit down the ramp. Ohio stares, but he doesn't move. The light goes out. Shortly after the light comes back on and the face of Ohio is pressed against the camera lens, the burn scars on his face there for all to see.

He laughs a maniacal laugh before progressing into the ring at a slow manic pace. He stands center of the ring as it starts to rain on the ramp way and stage.

Isabella slowly climbs back into the ring, her dress damp from the downfall. Keeping a wary eye on Ohio who continues the pacing on his side of the ring, she composes herself enough to resume her duties.

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

Starr: And his opponent, now making his way to the ring from Long Beach, California. He weighs in at two-hundred, thirty-five pounds, and is the current, reigning, and defending CW Broadcast Champion … DAVID … MILLER!

Reaching the floor, Miller stalks the inside of the guardrail and slowly circles around to the ring steps, pausing and rolling the joints in his shoulders loose while bouncing from one foot to the other in mental preparation. Suddenly exploding into movement, he charges up the steps to the apron and ducks between the ropes, immediately crossing to the far corner and pulling himself up onto the second rope, staring down into the ravenous fans below. Instead of reaching for his hood, Miller slowly unstraps the title and raises it overhead one inch at a time, a cold smile forming beneath his hood before he roars out into the crowd and pounds his free hand against his chest. Dropping to the mat, he turns and crosses to the far side, once again mounting the second rope and peering down into the faces below, holding the belt overhead in open challenge. Stepping down to the canvas, he turns and folds the strap beneath the plate, staring down at his championship before handing it to the official. Reaching back, he peels off his jacket and casts it aside, locking onto Ohio with a hard stare.

DING DING DING

Not wasting a second, Miller charges the bigger man, connecting with a hard shoulder block, but Ohio simply rocks back on his heel, before answering with a shoulder check of his own that knocks Miller to the canvas. Ohio reaches down, but Miller rolls away and to his feet, stepping in with a stiff right hand, then a second, driving Ohio to the ropes. Miller looks to whip him across, but Ohio simply plants his feet, using the leverage to pull Miller into a short-arm clothesline. Keeping his grip on the wrist, Ohio stomps at Miller’s body before easily pulling him back up. Scooping the champion, Ohio drops down into a rib breaker, keeping hold of Miller as he stands back up and hurls the man overhead with a fall away slam.

As Miller gets to his knees, Ohio stalks in, but Miller lunges forward with a chop block to the front of his knee, bringing the big man down. On his feet, Miller stomps at the side of his head, then clubs him with a forearm before hitting a running bulldog. Ohio is already pushing himself up, but Miller is there again, this time with a snap DDT and a cover attempt.

ONE!

TW-NO!

Ohio presses him off with authority, tossing him overhead in order to sit straight up. Getting to his feet, Miller looks for a basement dropkick, but Ohio rolls away, showing surprising speed of his own in order to catch Miller with a stiff knee lift before he can recover. Miller recoils into the ropes, which send him staggering back into Ohio, who promptly snatches him up into the Dia de Muertos. Miller tries to roll out to the apron, but Ohio grabs him by the ankle and drags him back in, dropping into a cover of his own.

ONE!

TWO!

A shoulder barely escapes the mat. Undeterred, Ohio pulls Miller to his feet and scoops him into a hard slam into the ropes, dumping him on his head on top of the whiplash effect. Reaching down, he pulls the champion up again, but Miller snaps upward with an uppercut-style headbutt, then snaps forward to deliver a second, more traditional one. Dazed and bloodied at the nose, Ohio staggers back, giving Miller just enough room to lash out with a bell clap to his ears. Now Ohio is staggering, his equilibrium shot, giving Miller a chance to smash a forearm into the side of his jaw, knocking him back into the corner. Not letting up, Miller unloads a boxing-style flurry, burying his fists into Ohio’s ribs and kidneys, before finishing up with a savage hook. The final punch seems to snap Ohio out of his daze, as his eyes suddenly go wide, a broad smile spreading over his face as he grabs hold of Miller’s throat with one hand and begins to walk him backward.

Ohio: Yes! More! MORE! GIVE ME WHAT I DESIRE!

In one fluid move, Ohio lifts Miller up and choke slams him down across his knee, breaking the man’s body even further. Arching with the pain, Miller cries out and rolls onto his stomach, trying to pull himself towards the ropes. Ohio simply follows, alternating stomps and knee drops to the man’s lower spine, before reaching down to apply a waistlock, using it to deliver a deadlifting German suplex that dumps Miller on the back of his neck. Despite the impact, Miller somehow manages to feebly push himself to his knees, earning a raised brow of surprise from Ohio. Grabbing the man by his hair, Ohio pulls him up, only for Miller to suddenly swing around, scoop him up, and drive him down with a snap powerslam, driving the air from Ohio’s body, before Miller himself collapses down beside him. Standing between them, Lizarraga begins the ten count, watching for signs of life from either man.

Ohio sits up, but immediately slumps to his side, beginning to show signs of mortality as he reaches for the ropes, using them to slowly stand. Miller remains prone, gasping for breath, fingers clawing now and then at the canvas, but not rising. Seeing this, Ohio turns and drops a leg across the back of his neck, before dragging the champion to his feet and whipping him hard to the corner. Ohio looks to charge in with a big boot, but Miller ducks and rolls to the outside, leaving Ohio to get caught up on the ropes. Grabbing the man’s other foot, Miller yanks him down and pulls him crotch-first into the post, struggling to tie Ohio’s long limbs up in a figure-four. Ohio resists, and Miller finally gives up, choosing to just slam the man’s knee into the post instead. Then he does it a second time, before rolling back into the ring.

Crawling backward, Ohio frees himself of the post just as Miller slides into him with a low dropkick, then pushes back to his feet. Grabbing Ohio, he hauls the challenger to his feet and slips behind, looking for the Hard Goodbye, but his back gives out. Staggering back in pain, Miller reaches for his back, allowing Ohio to turn and shove him into the ropes. As Miller rebounds, Ohio presses him overhead, before turning and dropping him into a ring-shaking spinebuster, once again taking control of the match in a single move.

Kneeling beside Miller, Ohio reaches down to grab him by the throat, hauling him to his feet only to throw him overhead with a T-bone suplex, once again dumping Miller on his neck. Miller tries to pull himself to the ropes, but Ohio seizes hold of his foot and drags him to the middle of the ring, before crossing his ankles in an attempt to lock in the Soul Reaper. Realizing what’s coming, Miller wildly kicks back with his free leg, but Ohio keeps his grip, trying to stomp down on Miller in return. Failing that, he simply drops an elbow down onto Miller’s knee, then quickly rolls to his feet to do so again, as well as a third time. Getting to his feet, Ohio pulls a now hobbling Miller up as well and hits a thunderous tiger bomb into a pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THR—NO!

Somehow, Miller’s shoulder comes away, though it looks more like a spasm than an actual kickout. Shoving the body away, Ohio heaves a heavy sigh and glares down at Miller, who slowly rolls towards the corner, grabbing for the ropes. Rising to his feet, Ohio reaches down to pull Miller up, only to receive a slicing knife edge chop across the chest. Ohio recoils back, and Miller unleashes a second, then swings a wild left hand that Ohio simply catches, before landing a stiff right of his own, snapping Miller’s head back.

Shoving Miller’s head beneath his arm, Ohio drapes the other around his neck and lifts the champion up, hesitating, savoring the seconds as they pass. Desperately, Miller tries to bring his knee down into the crown of Ohio’s head, the side of his face, anything he can reach. Straining to hold him, Ohio tries for the Fall From Grace, but on the way down, Miller manages to reverse it into a Bulldog Choke! Planting his feet, Miller wrenches back on Ohio’s head with everything he has. Ohio struggles to push himself up, but his long limbs are useless in this position. Planting his feet, Miller almost bridges with the choke, bending Ohio backward to a sickening degree, until finally, the big man slaps at the canvas, signaling his defeat.

DING DING DING

Judgement Day rumbles through the Arena Mexico, as Miller releases the hold and collapses onto his back, unable to stand as Lizarraga comes over to check on both he and Ohio.

Starr: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this contest via pinfall at 8:36, and STIIIIILLL … the CW Broadcast Champion … DAVID … MILLER!

Watson: WOW.... David Miller showing us that he is taking this moniker of "gatekeeper" to Paramount Wrestling to heart!

Sydney: Every damn match tonight Tim has been incredible. Everyone is putting it all out there. It is most definitely StrangleMania season folks!

Lizarraga turns to retrieve the belt from a crewman and hands it to Miller, who clutches it to his chest and rolls away, too weak to stand to have his arm raised. Rolling beneath the ropes, he sits up on the apron and weakly drops to the floor, almost slumping back against the apron. Giving a last look back at Ohio, who is protesting being helped to his feet, he offers a slow nod and turns to begin the long walk back up the ramp, draping the CW Championship back over his shoulder as he does.

Watson: Our main event is up next folks do NOT go anywhere!

SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH

Killjoy Ito

VS Stitches

Watson: And now here we are folks! The Main Event of the evening is finally upon us! WE have already seen three new championship contenders crwoned, one title successfully retained, and two different tag team matches but none of that compares to what we are about to witness. Last season, Killjoy Ito, still as a member of the Prime roster, came to Daly City and beat then FSW champion Stitches and it was the catalyst for Killjoy to make the jump to the Orange brand. He then went on to challenge for the FSW title at FSW #100, Won the X-Division championship from Ace King at the Rumble in South Africa, then lost the title back to Ace at WrestleFest. He has proven to live up to the self given moniker of "Ace" of Paramount Wrestling. Tonight though he goes one on one with the EWC Undisputed champion... Let's head to ringside where Isabella Starr is standing by!

Starr: Ladies and gentlemen! It is time for your Paramount Wrestling MAAAAAIN EVENT!

The crowd cheers loudly as Isabella announces this. ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walks out onto the stage and raises his arms into the air as the lights fade out. He jumps up and down as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage and a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring. His arms are stretched out and his head is down. He swings around to face the ring as Buddy Love runs up and stands next to him.

Starr: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Daly City, California... weighing in at 235 pounds... KILLJOY ITO!

After a quick word the pair start to walk towards the ring. Buddy runs ahead and charges up the steps and holds open the ropes for Killjoy to step through. Killjoy walks to the center of the ring, extends his arms and tilts his head back to soak everything in. '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. He clutches the EWC Undisputed Championship in his hand as Isabella Starr begins her introduction.

Starr: And his opponent, from The Carnival of Shattered Dreams... weighing in at 260 pounds... He is the Extreme Wrestling Corporation Undisputed Champion! STITCHES!

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. He raises the Undisputed Championship into the air for a moment. Stitches then 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.

Before the bell rings, "War Machine" by KISS begins to play. Stitches, Killjoy, and Buddy all turn a sharp gaze to the curtain as EWC Creative Director Dominic Sanders steps out with his assistant and wife, Cora Sanders. He's got a nice, smug smirk on his face as the music quiets down and he raises a microphone to his mouth.

Sanders: Buenos noches, muchachos! Have y'all missed me?

The crowd boos as he chuckles into the microphone.

Sanders: Figured as much. Well, boys, it looks like we've got quite the Main Event here tonight. But come on! Tonight feels like a special night! We've gone from California to Canada to Mexico! Three episodes of Paramount and three countries! Throw in the rigorous travel schedule of Prime and the EWC has already damn near been all over the world in 2021! But we are in the Arena Mexico! This is a big, big night! So, on a big, big night we can't just have a little ol' Main Event, can we?!

The crowd pops a little bit. Sanders smirks.

Sanders: So, by the power invested in me as the EWC Creative Director... I now announce this match as an X-Division FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE match! As old lady Ruthie would say, "let the blood flow."

Sanders drops the microphone as the crowd cheers. Killjoy and Stitches take a look at each other and the bell rings.

DING DING DING

Killjoy and Stitches stare at each other after the ring of the bell. Buddy Love yells something up to Killjoy, catching his attention. Stitches finally charges in during the distraction. He slams Killjoy hard into the corner and then starts to pummel away on him. Right fist, right fist, right fist, right fist, right fist, right fist… Killjoy slumps down into the corner after a half dozen hard strikes! But Stitches stays on the attack, driving knees into Killjoy’s face. Buddy Love finally reaches into the ring and grabs Killjoy’s wrist and yanks him under the bottom rope and out to the floor for a reprieve.

But there is no rest. Stitches exits the ring and grabs Killjoy by the wrist and sends him hard into the ring post. Stitches picks Killjoy up off of the ground and lifts him high into the air. He goes to drop Killjoy face-first onto the steel ring steps. CRACK! Buddy Love snaps a kendo stick over Stitches’ shoulder blade! Stitches drops Killjoy onto the padded floor. Stitches turns around and faces Buddy, the blow having almost no effect on him. Stitches brushes his mangy hair aside and starts to slowly stalk Buddy Love. Killjoy is up to his feet and comes from behind Stitches and locks him in the Ronguguddonaito! He’s got it cinched in pretty well, even with Stitches flailing to get out. Buddy Love holds the remains of the kendo stick in his hand and takes a slash at Stitches. Stitches reaches out and grabs the stick mid-strike. He yanks it out of Buddy Love’s hand and then swings backwards, popping Killjoy on the head with the remnants of the kendo stick. Killjoy releases the hold and stumbles backwards. Meanwhile, the referee is out of the ring and in Buddy Love’s face. He’s just gotten tossed from ringside and sent to the back for the remainder of this match!

Watson: Well that's not something you see everyday! This is an X-Division rules match, Buddy was well within his rights here but Matt Mercer is having none of it and he just tossed Buddy Love!

Buddy Love reluctantly makes his way to the locker room, arguing with the referee about how this is a no disqualification match. The referee isn’t having it and explains that this needs to be a one-on-one fight. The referee also mentions doing it to protect Buddy from Stitches. The action continues. Stitches takes the remains of the kendo stick and goes to choke Killjoy with it. Killjoy blocks it with his hands and drives a knee hard into Stitches’ gut. Stitches drops the kendo stick on the ground. Killjoy grabs Stitches by the hair and slams his head hard into the announce table. Killjoy starts to clear away Watson’s and Sydney’s belongings as the two announcers scatter in opposite directions away from the table. Killjoy steps up onto the announce table and pulls Stitches up on top, as well.

Watson: Time to get out of dodge Cid!

Sydney: Bloody hell, yes it is Tim!

He bends down and lifts the heavier Stitches up onto his shoulders. DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! They crash through the table and to the floor. The Mexico City crowd goes nuts! Stitches is down. Killjoy is in pain too. Killjoy finally rolls over and drapes an arm across Stitches’ chest.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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T-KICKOUT!

Stitches kicked out after Killjoy took just a bit too long to make a cover. Killjoy pulls himself up from the wreckage of the announce table. He reaches down and grabs Stitches by the hair, pulling him to his feet. Killjoy drags him towards the ringside barricade. He swiftly tosses Stitches over and in front of the rowdy crowd into the aisle. Killjoy climbs over the barricade, himself, and follows as Stitches is now up to his feet and stumbling away from him. Suddenly, Stitches turns and runs at Killjoy, trying to catch him off guard with a hard lariat. Killjoy is one step ahead and ducks down and back body-drops Stitches to the cement floor. Killjoy turns and bends down, picking Stitches up off of the ground and to his feet. He drags Stitches over towards the electrical table that is set up off to the side of the Arena Mexico. Before Killjoy is able to do anything, however, Stitches drills Killjoy in the stomach with a hard right knee.

Stitches grabs Killjoy by the head and rams the back of his head hard into an electrical panel! Sparks fly everywhere and half of the lights go out inside of Arena Mexico. Killjoy takes some of the sparks on the back of his head, slightly singing the hairs. He scrambles away from the electrical panel, grabbing at the back of his head as the Undisputed Champion watches Killjoy step away. Stitches bends over and grabs an electrical cable and holds it in his hand as he walks to catch up to Killjoy. He drapes the cable over Killjoy’s neck and begins to choke Killjoy with the cable! As Killjoy drops to a single knee, the referee checks for a submission. But Killjoy won’t give up. Stitches looks over and sees a cinder block wall nearby. He pulls Killjoy back to his feet, runs, drags Killjoy behind him, and then uses the momentum to toss Killjoy hard into the wall via the electrical cable. Stitches releases the cable, drops down, and covers Killjoy.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout!

Stitches stands back up to his feet and grabs the top of the cinder block wall with both hands. He puts a boot across Killjoy’s throat, putting the pressure down on his trachea. He puts a heavy foot down into the chokehold for ten or so seconds before Killjoy is finally able to wiggle free. Killjoy coughs and gasps for a moment before he crawls away from the wall and is slowly up to his feet. The lights in the Arena Mexico come back on after the momentary shortage and the crowd cheers. Stitches stalks after him as Killjoy disappears behind a curtain that leads to the restricted backstage area. As Stitches follows through the curtain, he’s cracked in the head by a steel chair wielded by Killjoy Ito! Ito drops the chair and falls down on top of Stitches.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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KICKOUT!

Watson: WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE?! Neither Killjoy nor Stitches is willing to let the other win here tonight!

Killjoy rolls off of Stitches and lays there for a second on his back in order to catch his breath. He reaches up and finds a window ledge. He pulls himself up to his feet via the ledge and begins to look around the backstage area. He walks over to the table with the good snacks and grabs a glass punch bowl. He walks back over to Stitches and pours the red punch all over his head. He brings the glass bowl up to smash it on Stitches’ head, but a now angry Stitches delivers a low blow that causes Killjoy to drop the bowl. The glass shatters everywhere. Stitches gets up quickly and grabs Killjoy by the head. He drives Killjoy’s head down onto the broken shards of glass with a DDT! Stitches rolls Killjoy over. This has to be it!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THRE-NO!

Sydeny: GUESS WHO'S BACK?! BACK AGAIN?!

Watson: Buddy's back!!!

Buddy Love is back! He yanks Stitches off of Killjoy! Stitches gets up to his feet and turns towards Buddy. Buddy backs off, begging to be left alone. Buddy goes to run, but a hand grips the back of his neck. Buddy’s eyes widen in horror as Stitches takes a glance over at the nearby window that Killjoy had used to pull himself up to his feet. Stitches grins before he runs and throws Buddy Love through the window! Glass is everywhere! Buddy is motionless and has scratches and gashes on his body. However, Killjoy is back up, bloodied forehead and all. He comes up from behind Stitches and spins Stitches around. He nails Stitches with a Burakkuauto on the concrete floor! Killjoy lifts Stitches up into a seated position and leans him against the short wall underneath the open window. Killjoy backs off and measures Stitches up. He sprints at him… KETTEI-DA! Killjoy’s momentum causes him to fly through the open window and roll halfway into the room. Stitches’ head snaps backwards and whiplashes through the open window and he smacks the back of his head on the window frame and the shattered glass. Killjoy pulls himself up to his feet using an office chair and limps over back towards the shattered window. He passes by a prone Buddy Love as he climbs through the open window and drops down on top of Stitches with a cover!

ONE!
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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner... KILLJOY ITO!

Watson: CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!

Sydney: NO I CANNOT! KILLJOY ITO has just pinned the Undisputed champion?! What does this mean?!

Waston: I think it's pretty clear that this means Killjoy ito is now a contender for the Undisputed championship! With Ace King right around the corner, Stitches really wanted this win to silence his critics, but man Killjoy just would NOT be denied!

Sydney: There is no doubt that Killjoy was going to breakout and earn a shot at the Undisputed championship sometime soon, but good god damn!

Watson: Folks we are COMPLETELY out of time here tonight. For Cid Sydney, I am Tim Watson. We will see you after StrangleMania for Paramount Wrestling episode FOUR!

The show comes to a conclusion with the camera zoomed in on the lifeless body of the EWC Undisputed champion...

END SCREEN

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SEGMENT WRITERS

President Mac PARAMOUNT Stitches Ace King
Adriana "Addy" Aquilla
James Keaton/Jocelyn Gage
TheSouthernExpress
James Keaton/Jocelyn Gage
Xavier Reid
JFS _SC_ Gabrielle Visconty
Jamie Love
Marcu$ $t. John Darius
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Ibuki Ito
Dominic Sanders

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MATCH WRITERS

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WRITER: Remarkable Mark Keaton

MATCH TWO
WRITER: @daviddunham

MATCH THREE
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MATCH FOUR
WRITER: @daviddunham

MATCH FIVE
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MATCH SIX
WRITER: PARAMOUNT

MATCH SEFVEN
WRITER: FN'R

MATCH EIGHT
WRITER: David Miller

MATCH NINE| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Dominic Sanders

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RECAP OF WINNERS

FATAL FOURWAY
WINNER FIGHTS AT PARAMOUNT #4 FOR #1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
Roozilla Vs James Keaton Vs. Joe Kane Vs. Adriana Aquilla
WINNER: Adriana Aquilla...

SINGLES MATCH
WINNER FACES CW BROADCAST CHAMPION AT PARAMOUNT #4
Marcu$ $t. John Vs Jason Hunter
WINNER: Marcu$ $t. John

...

TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Damage, Inc. Vs Mercenary & Delilah Ashe
WINNERS: Damage, Inc.

...

THREE WAY DANCE
ELIMINATION MATCH
WINNER FIGHTS AT PARAMOUNT #4 FOR #1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
Darius Vs Jake Lumas Vs Laura Perelli (PINNED)
WINNER: Darius

...

SINGLES MATCH
Nevaeh Vs Wes Walker
WINNERS: Nevaeh

...

TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Xavier Reid & El Pavblo Vs Gabrielle Visconty & Candy (PINNED) Vs The Southern Express
WINNERS: The Southern Express

...

SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Ace King Vs Robbie Rayder
WINNER: Ace King

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SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE CW BROADCAST NETWORK CHAMPIONSHIP
Gabriel Ohio Vs David Miller
WINNER: and STILL EWC Broadcast Champion: David Miller

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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Killjoy Ito Vs Stitches
WINNER(S): Killjoy Ito
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: TheSouthernExpress
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Ibuki Ito vs Stitches

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