PARAMOUNT WRESTLING #009 LAS VEGAS
Jul 7, 2021 21:25:15 GMT -6
Nightcall, "La Belicista" Isabella, and 1 more like this
Post by PARAMOUNT on Jul 7, 2021 21:25:15 GMT -6
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The fans packing the T-Mobile Arena 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 Las Vegas 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.
** Brawl Invades Paramount **
EPISODE #009
EPISODE #009
July 7TH, 2021
LIVE! from the T-Mobile Arena- Las Vegas, NevadaWARNING: 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 the T-Mobile Arena!
Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!
Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!
The fans packing the T-Mobile Arena 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 Las Vegas 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!
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, showing the Paramount Wrestling Logo...
As more pyro goes off the the Paramount Wrestling logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Mercenary, Emma Louise, Wes Walker, Marcu$ $t. John, Gabriel Ohio, Roozilla, Laura Perelli, Adriana Aquilla, Nevaeh, El Pablo, Jake Lumas, Joe Kane, Killjoy Ito, Jason Rayne, Jason Hunter, Candy, James Keaton, Isabella, and JFS. Then, the camera cuts to a series of shots of the Paramount Wrestling champions; Stitches with the X-Division Championship, David Miller with the CW Broadcast Championship, The Southern Express & Bunny Love with the Tag Team Championships, and then finally Robbie Rayder and the North American Championship.
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 T-Mobile Arena with them here tonight. The Paramount Wrestling fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:
"BRAWL CAN'T HANDLE THE PINNACLE OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING!"
"REMINDER: BROCK HAS ALREADY BEAT CONNORS ONCE!"
"REID'S GONNA KILL MILLER!"
"DAMAGE WILL BE DONE TO EMMA & ADDY!"
"DREADNAUGHT OVER THE MOGOUL!!!!"
"PAR-A-MOUNT!!!"
"PARA-A-MOUNT!!!"
"PARA-A-MOUNT!!!"
"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: WELCOME TO SIN CITY EWC NATION! It is Wednesday night and that means the Pinnacle of Professional Wrestling known as Paramount is on the air! Welcome everyone, to what will be an absolutely PACKED show tonight. Tonight, the red Brand, the original flagship of EWC, MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL invades Paramount! With me tonight are some new faces you will know from Brawl. First off, please welcome the voice of Brawl, Joe Aiello. Joe, how are you sir?!
Aiello: Thank you Tim! You and Cid have graciously invited Steve and I to be a FOUR MAN booth for this evening! We will be here all night to call the action and what a night we have! We start off with King Flip taking on the man known as Mercenary!
Sydney: Then we have a tag team showcase of Paramount versus Paramount as the record setting Tag Team champions of EWC, The Sothern Express, take on the team of Stitches X Nevaeh in what should be an amazing match!
Bennett: Then the Bitch of Brawl, Hazel Overton, takes on La Belicista, the former Brawl superstar Isabella! Damage, Incorporated then takes on the team of "Ever Beautiful, Very Dangerous" Emma Louise and "Lo Dovino" Adriana Aquilla!
Watson: We follow that up with what sill be without a doubt a contender for Match of the Night when the Brawl's Xavier Reid, the current EWC International Champion, takes on the gatekeeper of Paramount, the seemingly unstoppable CW Broadcast Champion, David Miller!
Sydney: You missed on there Tim! Don't forget that The Great Warrior, Antoni Malietoa, will be teaming up with Jake Lumas against Paramount mainstays Jason Hunter and Gabriel Ohio! Another possible match of the night contender happens when Stephanie Matsuda, fresh off of her attempt at the Undisputed Championship at Hardcore Revolution takes on the "Ace" of Paramount, Killjoy Ito!
Aiello: More tag team action then as 3C members Candy and Jordan Freakin' Sharpe team up to take on Brawl Superstars Davey Dunham and FX Broadcast Champion Nightcall.
Watson: And then we have the big main event. Marcu$ $t. John defeated Robbie Rayder in Allentown, Pennsylvania back at Paramount 5 and that got him a match with El Pablo to see who would face the North American Champion Robbie Rayder. Well folks, tonight that goes down as the title will be on the line in our Main event!
Sydney: We have all this and SO MUCH MORE! Our first match of the night will be coming up right after this quick message from EWCTV. Don't go anywhere .. Paramount Wrestling action will be back in exactly one minute.
We quickly pop backstage where Lisa Goldrush is approaching a sweaty King Flip dressed in the same shabby dress attire he'd worn during his promo. He holds his hand up to her face.
King Flip: Where the hell is Ace Heart? You are UNDER QUALIFIED to speak to me.
Miss Goldrush is appalled at such a statement. Flip interrupts her by grabbing her microphone and chiming in over her.
King Flip: So very luckily for you -- very pretty, by the way -- I... the CAPTAIN of Team BRAWL... have so many things to say.
Flip looks at Goldrush's hand, which is still on the mic, and tugs a couple times until she begrudgingly lets go.
King Flip: We're going to start with my opponent tonight, Mercenary. Boy... I've never met a man that was so old yet somehow still so... fucking... dumb. Newsflash, Hunchback of Nobody Cares, your little Goddamn girlfriend? Leaving you? IN WHATEVER WAY!?
Lisa jumps in her skin a little watching Flip freak out in person.
King Flip: I am still mourning the very real loss of a very real person, Mercenary. I had to bury one of the best women I've ever known in the thirty-four years I've been on this planet. Delilah Ashe? STILL ALIVE. STILL BREATHING. BOOKING MATCHES ON FUCKING PRIME. So next time you try to pull a hamstring stretching some bullshit analogy harder than a long-winded Family Guy one-liner, I want you to remember the time... where King Flip reminded you the difference between the egotistical 'dead to me' and the very real 'dead to the world' that Georgia James is. It was never about beating you... but now it's not even about Team BRAWL. I'm gonna FUCK YOU UP in my Wednesday's best for THINKING YOU COULD PUT HER FUCKING NAME IN YOUR MOUTH!
Goldrush has retreated the few steps back she could to the wall in the hallway. Flip is about to toss her the microphone when something else comes to him.
King Flip: Oh... uh... the second member of Team BRAWL is, uh... Jack Severn.
Severn, who just happened to be waking by with manager Dmitri Graves, stops dead in his tracks.
Goldrush, Severn, and the Paramount announce team (in unison): WHAT!?
King Flip: Flip and Jack paddywhack all attacks... think about it.
Lisa rushes forward and grabs the microphone, seizing the journalistic opportunity in front of her. She turns to Jack with the microphone.
Jack Severn: HELL NO! I am NOT teaming with you again!
King Flip: His mouth is telling me no, but his BODYYYY-- no, that's gross. Consent is important. He's on the team though, Goldrush.
Jack has turned with confusion and rage to his manager who has a massive smiling nod with two thumbs up. King Flip walks away, needing to head out for his match, leaving Lisa standing there confused.
Goldrush: Flip, he...
Severn storms off after Flip, followed by Dimitri who gives his thumbs up and smile to Lisa Goldrush before following his client. She appears confused and perturbed as cameras pull away and fade to commercial.
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The camera cuts backstage to Lisa Goldrush who is standing outside GM Chris Brock’s office
Goldrush: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Paramount #009: Paramount versus Brawl and we kick off tonight’s show with what I’m being told is TWO major announcements concerning Parabellum…
Lisa is cut off as the door to GM Chris Brock’s office opens and out steps the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World, Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane of the Southern Express along with their manager Bunny Love. The crowd inside the T-Mobile Arena pops for the trio, who smiles and waves into the camera.
Goldrush: What are you three doing...are you part of this major announcement?
Bobby and Jimmy smiles as Bunny steps forward
Love: Yes we are Lisa, we weren’t in there because we were ‘called into the principal's office’...
Rose: Though the Palms did call about our little fun night out…
Lane: And we are sorry for trashing their Hangover suite but come on...it’s the Hangover suite...they are basically begging you to trash it…
Rose: Yes they are Jimmy, the Wolfpack set the bar high and I like to think we ‘vaulted’ right over that bar…
Love: Anyways...Lisa, yes we are here to make TWO major announcements in regard to Parabellum, with being named the MVP at Uprising Chris Brock extended the honor of being the Team Captains for Team Paramount at Parabellum in the Brand Warfare match however…
Rose: This brings us to the second Major Announcement of the night…
Lane: We were just informed by Chris Brock that the EWC Board of Directors…
Love: The other EWC GM’s...no need to fancy it up…
Lane: That the Xtreme Ravagers, Xavier Reid and Samantha Hamilton, were offered a EWC Tag Team Championship match at Parabellum, having won a match to be named later at Brawl #569, and they have accepted the championship match at the upcoming ppv…
Rose: So, with having to defend our championships we will be UNABLE to take part in the Brand Warfare match as part of Team Paramount…
There is a loud boo from the pro-Paramount crowd
Rose: I know, I know...it sucks and you should all blame Xavier Reid and Samantha Hamilton for this…
Lane: But we aren’t the bearer of all bad news…
Love: We have agreed, as the Team Captains, that we will hand select Team Paramount here tonight and put together the best damn 5 member team we can to represent this amazing brand and give you fans what you deserve...a WIN in the Brand Warfare match at Parabellum...so…
Rose: So to our fellow Team Captains, King Flip, Asriel Buzzard and Dio best of luck and Flip…
Lane: A double best of luck against Mercenary and a hearty thank you for being our opening act here tonight…
Rose: There is nobody more worthy than being our crowd ‘fluffer’ than you dude…
Love: Let the Brand Warfare BEGIN!!!!
Bobby, Jimmy and Bunny all smiles as we cuts away
SINGLES MATCH
King Flip
VS Mercenary
We return to ringside where Starr stands proudly in the ring, waiting for cue. Then we cut the commentary team.
Watson: Welcome back to the Brawl invasion of Paramount Wrestling! We are just about set to get the action stared tonight with a Brawl versus Paramount match up!
Aiello: That's right, the CHK of Brawl, King Flip, takes on the man simply known as Mercenary!
Sydney: This match has that vibe that this one could get personal. Both men had some pretty jarring things to say to each other this week. Then add in the fact that Flip just announced his first teammate for Parabellum! Jack Severn joins Team Brawl!
Bennett: Let's get the ass kicking underway gentlemen!
Starr: The following match is a one-on-one match scheduled for one fall!
'Machinegun' begins to play as King Flip emerges from the curtain, making sure the white-collared shirt have the sleeves rolled to the elbows and the BRAWL-red tie is on tight.
Starr: Joining us first...
Jack Severn walks through the curtain, furious, yelling at Flip. The King gives a smile before walking down the aisleway.
Starr: ...being accompanied to the ring by Jack Severn and HIS manager Dimitri Graves, from the LAND of MONEY and FAAAAAME, weighing in at 220 pounds ... KIIING FLIIIP!
Flip walks around the ring to the announce table area, smiling as he looks on to the ring while Severn still continues to protest. The cover of 'Bad Company' by Five Finger Death Punch blasts throughout the building. A flashing red strobe lights the stage as the rest of the room goes dark.
Starr: And his opponent, hailing from West Oakland, California, he is the EWC Outlaw... he is THE MERCENARY!!
Mercenary swaggers out onto the stage with his face hidden behind a hard tactical mask painted to look like The Punisher's iconic skull logo. His eyes inside the mask scan the crowd. He crosses both arms, gloved fists clenched, across his chest and under his chin. The pose resembles a skull and crossbones. To either side of him the stage explodes in motes of red and orange flame. Removing the mask the big man stalks towards the ring at a steady pace filled with menace and a deadly purpose he climbs between the ropes and walks to the corner where he throws a few shadow punch combos at the turnbuckle before turning with his back to the corner, his arms crossed again across his chest to glower in his opponent's direction and wait for the bell to give him the sign to come out swinging. Flip slowly enters the ring through the ropes with a smile, having walked the steel steps to the apron earlier.
DING DING DING
Severn immediately jumps to the apron, still pissed and yelling at Flip, but gets almost nailed by a Mercenary right hand after Flip just rolls under. Jack has his hands up and begins to try to explain that he's here for Flip. Mercenary punches him square in the mouth anyway, everybody cheers. Merc turns around and catches a spinning headscissors sunset flip. The King has The Merc down for a pin!ONE...
Mercenary kicks out with so much authority, Flip goes rolling out of the ring.
Watson: Severn is pissed, Merc is Merc and Flip is coming out on fire to start this one!
Aiello: Flip is not playing around tonight it seems!
Flip stumbles into Severn and groans as the man is still on about it. Dimitri stands next to both of them and appears to be trying to mend the fence. Not that it matters as a furious Mercenary comes flying over the top ropes onto all three of them! The crowd roars on their feet as the Extreme Wrestling Outlaw rolls Flip into the ring. He turns back and kicks Jack Severn in the head again for good measure before sliding into the ring himself. He stalks Flip, lifting him into the dreadfully painful torture rack. The King yelps or squeals or otherwise shows pain but does not submit. Mercenary cranks it on for what feels like an entire minute to no avail. He follows with the reverse death valley driver, planting Flip's head on the canvas. Cover.
Sydney: Mercenary with that BRUTAL Torture rack, will it be enough?!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! The referee's count is broken... by Jack Severn once again on the apron yelling at Flip. The referee warns that Jack cannot get involved in the match, to which Jack looks at him bewildered.
Jack Severn: I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE AT ALL! I'M NOT ON THE TEAM!
Before Mercenary can get involved once again, the referee kicks both Jack Severn and Dimitri Graves out of the ringside area. The fans cheer, but Mercenary had already given up the pin and stood up. He argues with the referee for a second about continuing counts and counting to three. Flip is pulled out of the ring by Dimitri Graves, who hands the King a water before he and Jack Severn continue to make their way out. Flip opens and drinks the water as fast as he can. He's squeezing on the plastic when Mercenary grabs him by the back of the head from over the top rope! The King chucks and squeezes the last little bit into his opponent's face, but Mercenary is relentless. He lifts Flip to the ring apron, where the two slowly begin exchanging right hands after a surprise pop to the mouth from Flip. The King pops off with three wild left forearms in a row, then racks his opponent's neck on the top rope after grabbing the back of his head and dropping to the thinly-padded concrete. Mercenary hits the canvas hard as Flip ascends to the top rope. Flying 530 Leg Drop! Flip follows with a Rolling Thunder! He points to the sky after kissing his fingers, pulling the leg of Mercenary.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall KING FLLLLIIIPPPP!!
Flip begins to celebrate the win briefly before he looks to the sky one more time. He then drops to the mat and rolls out.
Aiello: And Brawl is on the board to start the night! King Flip gets the absolutely smallest of opportunities and cashes in, getting this victory.
Sydney: Mercenary very nearly put away the CHK here, but is was JUST not enough as Flip was able to weasel out a win.
Watson: We are JUST getting started here tonight folks, we have so much more to come. DON'T GO ANYWHERE!!!
Camera cuts to ...
We open up backstage, where we see Isabella wandering through the halls of the T-Mobile Arena. A stoic, if not slightly anxious, look is on her face; yet it’s not enough to make her stop in her pursuit. We finally see where she was going as she stops in front of a door. The name plate reads “CHRIS BROCK”. Isabella takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, then finally knocks. The door swings open and Monday Night Brawl General Manager Jim Connors walks out, then past La Belicista. Brock comes to the door after him,
Brock: Isabella. Perfect timing, come in please.
Brock turns and walks into the room, Isabella follows, then the camera does. Brock motions for her to sit.
Brock: What brings you here? You aren’t known for much talking, so it’s got to be something serious to bring you to my office.
Isabella gives a firm nod as she sits down in the chair.
”La Belicista” Isabella: Yes, it is very serious. It’s about Lumas and his actions during the Triple Threat at Paramount #008. I realize that most things are legal in those types of matches. But I’d like to think forced sexual contact isn’t one of them.
Her arms cross over her chest as she calms herself, not wanting to direct her anger at the wrong person, before continuing.
”La Belicista” Isabella: I just want to know that something will be done. Part of me almost doesn’t care what it is. I also realize and acknowledge the end verdict is your call. It can be a fine, a suspension, me being able to beat the ever living hell out of him, literally anything. But I refuse to accept he’ll just be able to get away with forcing his lips on mine and have zero consequences come from his actions.
Chris Brock looks a bit annoyed; he seems to have figured this was what he should expect, but it still makes hearing it a bit unfortunate. Mainly with knowing Isabella is completely right. He nods after weighing his options.
Brock: You are absolutely right Isabella. The more I have thought about that match, the more I have had the same thought. There is a lot that is allowed in No DQ matches, but I think that at a certain point we have to draw a line. I can't promise anything, but I will investigate this and keep you up to date on what is decided.
Isabella nods, looking perfectly content with this answer as she stands up.
”La Belicista” Isabella: That’s all I wanted to know and hear. Thank you.
Feeling a lot more relieved and satisfied with what she’s heard, Isabella leaves Brock’s office.
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
NON-TITLE MATCH
Stitches X Nevaeh
VS The Southern Express
We return to ringside where our commentators are standing by!
Watson: It seems like another meeting with HR might be in order for Jake Lumas!
Sydney: That's for later, Tim. Right now is it's time for two of EWC's best tag teams to beat the piss out of each other!
Aiello: The Unholy alliance of Stitches X Nevaeh takes on the tag team champions in the Southern Express!
Starr: The following match is (put the match type in here) Joining us first, from PLACE, weighing in at 384 pounds ... STITCHES X NEVAEH!
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark 'Gasoline' by Porcelain And The Tramps is mashed into the music at a more slow, methodical pace than usual. The curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches with Nevaeh following close behind. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him, Nevaeh has a similar smirk painted across her face.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, Nevaeh close behind him as she does her best not to let anyone touch her along the way. 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. Nevaeh stands on the apron near Stitches and gives her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. Nevaeh strikes a pose of her own. As expected, the crowd does not embrace the two. Stitches steps down from the ropes and the two of them wait for their opponents. The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet, some of the older females in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane.
Starr: Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love, from Nashville, Tennessee, They are the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World... Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!!
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.
DING DING DING
Nevaeh and Bobby Lane start the match with Bobby laying it in thick on the young woman. She lashes out with a few kicks that Lane just barely avoids. The referee and Jimmy pick up on why Nevaeh begins to smile, but Bobby just looks a bit confused before she lunges out at his partner. Stitches had slimed into the ring as hits Bobby with a dropkick to the back as Nevaeh catches Jimmy with a dropkick to the dome as he attempted to make his way between the ropes to enter the ring. Stitches X Navaeh quickly rid the ring of Jimmy, but Bunny quickly slides in and puts herself between them and the cobweb-shaking Bobby Lane. They swiftly double Irish whip her stiffly into her client's corner. She fumbles backward and Stitches gets her up in the electric chair as Navaeh climbs to the top turnbuckle. Bunny regains her bearings just in time to shriek. DOOMSDAY DEVICE ON BUNNY LOVE!
Watson: There is that "Southside of Heaven" double finisher from Stitches X Nevaeh!
Sydney: Yea but it was on the wrong person
Bennet: CLEANUP ON CORNER 2! BUNNY'S BEEN SQUASHED!
Stitches rolls out of the ring and begins working on Jimmy outside the ring while Nevaeh turns to Bobby. Surprise small package! Nevaeh is pinned!
ONE...
TWO...
Nevaeh doesn't kick out, instead she rolls her weight to switch the pin! Lane's shoulders are down!
ONE...
Nevaeh grabs the bottom rope! The referee is out of position!
TWO...
NO! Bobby still able to kick out just before the referee's hand falls for the three count!
Aiello: Quick back and forth here from both teams. They're looking to end this quick tonight!
Sydney: If you ask the ladies, The Southern Express have made an entire career out of doing just that!
Jimmy is back to the apron and Bobby quickly rolls to their corner and quickly tags out. Jimmy in now and he goes to work On Neveah, grabbing her by the hair and throwing her to the mat, then dropping a quick leg drop. Jimmy gets back to a knee and starts to lay in punches, but Stitches is quick to enter the ring, grab Jimmy by the hair and pull him into a backbreaker. The referee warns Stitches that doing that again will get them disqualified, but that distraction gave Nevaeh the chance to get to her feet and go for a spear, but Jimmy Lane is not fooled and is quick to be able to block the spear, but is pushed back into his opponents corner. Stitches tags in and quickly enters the ring, allowing Nevaeh to tag out. He throws a few punches at Jimmy, but after three Jimmy is able to reverse their positions and put Stitches in the corner! After a few punches, he grabs the neck of the clown and pulls the X-Division champion up in the air, takes 2 steps out of the corner and delivers a big suplex! As soon as Jimmy rolls away, Bobby is quick to come off the top with a splash! Jimmy taps Bobby on the shoulders and they both get Stitches to his knees before they each grab and arm of his, point to the sky and then deliver a knee each to the face! IN YOUR FACE! Bobby turns to engage Nevaeh and Jimmy goes for the cover..
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via Pinfall The EWC Tag Team Champions... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!!
Jimmy and Bobby immediately roll to the outside to check on Bunny as Nevaeh gets up to go check on the Carnival Clown
Watson: Stitches X Nevaeh had this match very clearly in their pocket, but you can never count out the EWC Tag Team Champions!
Bennett: Can anyone beat those two old dudes at this point?!
Aiello: We will have to find out at Parabellum I guess! Folks, don't go anywhere, we still have so much to come!
Camera cuts to ...
Backstage we see Lisa Goldrush standing next to The Great Warrior, Antoni Malietoa and Jake Lumas.
Goldrush: Antoni, you and Jake Lumas have a tall task ahead of you tonight as you take on Jason Hunter and Gabriel Ohio. Do you have anything you would like to say before you go to battle tonight?
Lumas interrupts before Antoni has a chance to say anything...
Lumas: You know Lisa, last week I had my heart broken when I didn't walk away with the CW Broadcast championship, but I was not all gloom and doom because I took my trophy from that bastard David Miller. Tonight, I get the chance to take two more trophies and I damn sure will. I've even cleaned up my trophy case in anticipation.
Lumas raises his fists to show that they are no longer covered in blood.
Antoni: Lisa, I have been looking forward to this night since it was announced during the offseason. Monday Night Brawl invades Paramount Wrestling! I bleed Red Lisa, and this is a chance to show that Brawl is STILL the franchise of EWC. I don't have to have a Brawl partner to do that. Jake here is going to do just fine. But before our match, I have to address one thing.
Antoni looks to the camera.
Antoni: Both Jason and Gabriel said that I was coming in here as an invader. That I have it out for everyone on the Paramount roster, but nothing could be further from the truth. THAT is what is going to be your downfall tonight, gentlemen. Jake and I... We are not normal tag partners. We are about as close to the Odd couple as it gets. We just happen to share that one thing in common; We like to fight. And tonight.... We will fight. I'm not out for blood, but Jason... If it comes to it... Let the blood flow!!!
A production assistant walks into the frame.
PA: I'm sorry to interrupt, but I've just been sent here from Chris Brock's office. Jake Lumas, Brock wants to see you before your match.
The camera fades to commercial.
We cut backstage, where we see Assistant Brawl GM Timothy Kahrs talking to...Darius!? And he's wearing a Brawl T-shirt?! The two are talking when they are interrupted by Lisa Goldrush.
Goldrush: Darius? What are you doing here? I thought you were fired!
Kahrs: It's okay Lisa, he's with me. We're, uh...discussing terms.
Before Lisa can get any further clarification, Darius and Kahrs walk off leaving her confused as we cut back to ringside...
SINGLES MATCH
Hazel Overton
VS Isabella
We return to ringside where our commentary crew is standing by.
Watson: Wait a minute, if Darius is talking to Kahrs does that mean...
Bennett: Looks like Darius is coming home to the red brand! This night just got a lot better for me, pal.
Aiello: While we deal with the ramifications of that, it's time now for more Brawl vs Paramount action as Hazel Overton takes on Isabella!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from London, England, weighing in at 137 pounds ... HAZEL OVERTON!
"Show Stopper" by Danity Kane begins to play as Hazel Overton steps out from behind the curtain with her publicist Amy Jonas right beside her. Hazel is showing her displeasure toward the audience as Amy is jotting down somethings in her phone. Hazel slides into the ring and walks to the farthest corner and sits on top of it while waiting for her opponent.
Starr: And her opponent, from Tijuana, Mexico, weighing in at 164 pounds, she is 'LA BELICISTA' ... ISABELLA!
As Our Last Night's "Same Old War" blasts over the PA, a large red plume of smoke conceals the top of the ramp. The Mexican flag appears on the X-Tron as a shadow appears in the lingering fog. Red pyros shoot off into the air as we see “La Belicista” Isabella’s silhouette.
Isabella strides confidently down towards the ramp, giving high-fives to the fans and audience along the way. When “La Belicista” Isabella arrives in front of the ring, she slips in between the middle and uppermost set of ropes.
She then stands atop the same ropes she slid through. She clenches her right fist and raises it high up in the air. Her left, meanwhile, raises as she salutes to the EWC audience. After soaking in the reaction and atmosphere, “La Belicista” jumps off the ropes, lands gracefully on her feet, and turns to wait against the turnbuckle whilst waiting for her opponent to arrive.
DING DING DING
Hazel Overton nonchalantly circles around the ring whilst Isabella looks for an opening to exploit. Isabella finds her opportunity and pounces towards Hazel Overton who shuffles out of the way, ordering the referee to get Isabella back. The referee waves her demands off. Isabella takes her chance again and Hazel Overton recipocates with the two of them locking up for a collar and elbow tie up. Isabella uses her military experiences to her advantage and powers Hazel Overton to the mat with a stomp to the back of her head for good measure. Hazel Overton is taken aback as Isabella mounts her and delivers stiff forearms to the back of Hazel Overton's head. Hazel Overton squirms out of Isabella's clutches and catches her with a chop block to the back of the knee, bringing Isabella down to one knee. With this opportunity, Hazel Overton delivers a Bulldog to Isabella. Hazel Overton mounts Isabella and returns the favour, delivering stiff forearms to the back of Isabella's head. Hazel Overton stands to her feet and poses to the crowd as Isabella gets back to her feet. The two of them stare each other down before they circle the ring once again.Watson: These two are at a standstill after this feeling out process!
Bennett: You can tell that something's gonna give, sooner rather than later!
The two lock up in the centre of the ring again. Isabella, despite her lack of wrestling experience, swiftly transitions into a headlock. Hazel Overton shoves Isabella in the back, squeezing her head out of the headlock. Hazel Overton throws a wild clothesline at Isabella but Isabella ducks under it. Hazel Overton is quick with a back kick to Isabella's mid-section. Isabella doubles over. Hazel Overton delivers a Sit-Out Facebuster to Isabella before going for the cover. Isabella kicks out at two. Frustrated, Hazel Overton mounts Isabella and connects with several bitchy slaps to the face of Isabella. This only serves to enrage Isabella who flips Hazel Overton over, mounts her, and delivers several stiff shots to the precious face of Hazel Overton. Hazel Overton begs the referee to get Isabella off of her, eventually she does. Isabella backs off of Hazel Overton for a split second to satisfy the referee before going after Hazel Overton again. Hazel Overton grabs Isabella by the head and rolls her through for a Small Package with a handful of tights. The referee counts to two and a half before catching the handful of tights. Hazel Overton is quick back to her feet and lifts Isabella to her feet. Hazel Overton looks to put Isabella away and goes for the Hazed And Confused (Double Underhook Sit-Out DDT). Hazel Overton hooks Isabella up but as Isabella is elevated she powers out of the move and swiftly connects with the SNAFU (Black Mass) only to collapse from the effort it took to get out of the Hazed And Confused. The two competitors lie in the middle of the ring as the referee counts them down.
Aiello: Both women are down, and now we're at an impasse!
Sydney: It's a deadly game of wit and strength, who will be the first to dig in deep?
Both women start to stir at around a five count from the referee. Kneeling down in the middle of the ring the two throw punches at one another. The crowd cheers for Isabella's strikes and jeers for Hazel Overton's strikes. The strikes start to become faster and harder until both women are throwing wild punches at one another to the adulation of the crowd. In the process the two stand to their feet, still trading punches. Isabella powers Hazel Overton into the ropes and delivers a stiff strike to her mid-section for good measure. With Hazel Overton doubled over Isabella takes a few steps backward and charges at Hazel Overton, going for a Big Boot. At the last second Hazel Overton moves out of the way and Isabella hooks her leg up on the ropes. Hazel Overton uses this opportunity to once again chop at the same leg from earlier in the match. Hazel Overton grabs the downed Isabella and pins her shoulders to the mat, hiking her own legs up onto the ropes for extra leverage. The referee sees this, stops the pin and pulls Hazel Overton's legs off of the ropes, warning her that if she does it again she will be disqualified. Hazel Overton argues with the referee, infuriated that the referee had the nerve to grab her. With Hazel Overton distracted, Isabella slowly gets back to her feet, hunts down the distracted Hazel Overton and delivers a German Suplex to the stunned Hazel Overton. Hazel Overton is thrown across the ring. Hazel Overton backs herself up into the corner of the ring where she barely moves out of the way of a high knee from Isabella. Hazel Overton grabs Isabella by the hair and tries to pull her down into a Backbreaker, but Isabella will have none of it, turning around and connecting with a spinning back elbow. Isabella grabs the stunned Hazel Overton, lifts her up and connects with the Sangre Por Sangre (Omega Driver)! Isabella with the cover now...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall ISABELLA!
The ref raises Isabella's hand in victory as we cut back to commentary
Watson: What a hotly-contested battle this was! Both women giving it their all, with Isabella just coming out on top!
Bennett: Credit to Hazel Overton though, tonight she took Isabella to task and made a statement in spite of the loss.
Watson: Folks, it's been a crazy night so far but up next, we have Damage Incorporated taking on Emma Louise and Addy Aquilla!
Isabella continues to celebrate her win as we cut to commercial break.
We come back from commercial to the backstage area where Jake Lumas approaches the door to Chris Brock's office. EWC Human Resources liaison Julia Whelan opens the door. Lumas smiles.
Lumas: Ms. Whelan! I didn't realize that you would be coming to this party?!
She moves to the side, signaling for Jake to enter. Jake walks in and see's Brock behind his desk.
Lumas: Brockster! Finally we get a face to face! What can I do for you?
Brock: Jake, have a seat please.
Lumas sits on one of the chairs and Julia Whelan sits in the other.
Brock: I am going to get right to it here Jake. We've known each other for a long time. I was thrilled when you and Joe Kane signed with EWC. I thought that it would be a great throwback to old school wrestling that we made famous 20 plus years ago. And you have been absolutely fantastic in the ring. You may not think it based on your win-loss record, but you are opening eyes here in EWC...That being the case though, we have to talk about what happened at Paramount #9... You took things too far Jake. You can't just go around kissing people without consent.
Lumas: Woah, Brocksteady! Listen, no DQ means no DQ! I had to improvise out there. Anything to get the job done, you know how it is.
Brock: Listen, you and I come from a different time in this business Jake. That stuff doesn't fly anymore. it's 2021.. you have to adapt. You've put me in a bit of a spot here.
Brock looks to Julia Whelan, then down at his desk for a moment.
Brock: You know that I have always believed that any differences should be worked out in the ring. Lord knows I did it enough in UCF, and so did you. So for now, here's what I am going to do... I am going to give you the chance to prove that you can control yourself. I am booking you and Isabella in a "Technical Wrestling only" match. None of this fly off the handle, improvising crap. You fight her one on one and you show that you can adapt. We will see what happens after that. I need to investigate this more. Now, you have a match tonight. Go out there and fight.
The camera quickly cuts to..
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Damage, Inc.
VS Emma Louise & Adriana Aquilla
We return to the commentary team of the evening...
Watson: It looks like the problems for Jake Lumas keep getting worse and worse! Welcome back folks! Up next we have another tag team match, but this one IS part of the invasion tonight!
Aiello: That’s right Tim, Damage Incorporated, whom recently decided to take their talents to the red brand from Rampage, will be taking on Two of Paramount's best ladies in Adriana Aquilla and the recently returning Emma Louise!
Bennett: Emma Louise, who until a few weeks ago was a road agent for PRIME might I add. This isn’t Brawl vs. Paramount. This is Brawl and Prime vs. Paramount.
Sydney: Oi! You watch that mouth Bennett, Emma bleeds Orange in that ring, regardless of where she worked while she was injured.
Watson: Either way, this one will be a good one folks!
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall.. Introducing first, weighing in at 725 lbs... Malice... MAYHEM... DAMAGE...INCORPORATED!!!
Pyro explodes across 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… Introducing first, from San Antonio, Texas… She is LO DIVINO…. Adddddddriana…. AQQQUIIIIILLLLAAA!!!!
“Iron” by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes alive as Adriana Aquilla makes her way out onto the ramp, where she waits for her partner of the evening.
Starr: And finally, her partner… From the UK… She is Ever Beautiful, Very Dangerous…. EMMA LOUISE!!!!
'Angel On My Shoulder' plays and Emma Louise steps through the curtain. She turns her back to the crowd as she raises her arms over her head in the shape of an X before looking over her shoulder at the crowd. As she turns around she holds her arm out with the middle three fingers on her right hand pointing down and her thumb and pinkie pointing to the sides. She looks to Addy and nods in respect, before they both walk down the aisle. Once at ringside, Addy slides under the ropes as Emma gets up to the apron, turns and does the same “X” pose as before. Her music dies down as they both get ready for this match.
Referee Jesse Lizgara checks all four fighters before calling for the bell.
DING DING DING
We are underway as Adriana and Mayhem start us off. Mayhem calls for a test of strength, trying to use the obvious strength advantage, but Aquilla is not taking the bait and quickly shoots to one knee, slides past Mayhem, and then pops back up behind him and immediately nails him with a superkick! The kick to back sends Mayhem stumbling forward, but does not take him off of his feet. Addy runs to the ropes, jumps and comes off looking for her signature springboard clothesline, but Mayhem has taken this time to hit the ropes himself and is able to counter with a meteora! The double knees take Adddy down immediately and Mayhem stays in the full mount to start laying fists into the head of Adrian Aquilla. He gets in five heavy shots before Emma Louise jumps over the top rope and quickly grasps Mayhem’s head and delivers a massive DDT that impacts with the mat so hard that Mayhem’s head bounces off of the mat.
Watson: MY GOD! What impact that had!
Bennett: That’s a normal Wednesday night for Mayhem! Nothing to see here!
Emma quickly exits the ring so that she does not cost her team the match. Inside, Addy his the ropes, runs past Mayhem, who is on the ground, then stops all moments and hits a standing moonsault! Adriana Aquila with the cover…
ONE…
TWO..
KICKOUT! Mayhem powers out by sending Addy back into her own corner! Mayhem gets up and doesn’t even give Addy the chance to tag out, even though Emma is right there with her hand out. Mayhem closes the gap, picks Addy up and launches her across the ring and into Damage, Inc’s corner. Addy sitting up against the turnbuckles, Mayhem runs in with a shining wizard! Adriana’s head hits the turnbuckle and then she slumps to the mat. Mayhem tags in Malice and the tag team goes to work. Mayhem gets Addy to her feet, then delivers a standing dropkick that sends Lo Divino into Malica, who hooks the arms and delivers a German Suplex that sends Adriana over, rotates her so far that she impacts the mat, rolls to her feet and then crumples back to the mat. Mayhem exits as Malice gets to his feet, but Emma Louise is close enough to tag in now!
Aiello: Damage, Inc seems to be well in control here, looks like this match may be well on its way to being over.
Sydney: You underestimate Emma. They call her Very Dangerous for a reason.
Emma quickly gets into the ring and immediately jumps at Malice, wrapping her legs around his massive chest and locking in HLA! The Guillotine choke is on and it stops Malice in his tracks. He looks to find a way out, but that just makes Emma lock it in even tighter. She lets out a guttural scream as she squeezes with all her strength, which takes enough wind out of Malice’s sails for him to fall to a knee. Malice is still fighting off the hold, looking for any way to break the hold. He finally gets his arms between Emma’s legs and his torso, forcing Emma to break the leg wrap. Malice uses this to this to get back to a standing position and then hits a sitout power bomb! Malice keeps ahold for the cover now…
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-KICKOUT!
Watson: What did Cid tell you Joe! Never count out Ever Beautiful!
Somehow, Emma kicked out of the powerbomb just in the nick of time! Adriana is back to her feet now on the apron as Emma tries to get to her feet, but is struggling. Malice gets to her as she is finger tips length away from tagging out, but Malice grabs the hair of Louise and throws her to the mat, which causes her to fall back,. Her legs going up in the air. Malice turns his attention back to Emma, and misses that Adriana Aquilla was able to tag the leg of Emma Louise! Addy vaults onto the top rope and throws herself at Malice with a Suicide dive! Malice falls forward and onto his knees! The crowd is buzzing now as Addy springs to her feet. Malice spins and tries to clothesline Emma, who is back to her feet now, but she ducks back, matrix style, then grabs the head and hits a Snapmare driver! Girl Crush by Emma! Adriana is now on the top rope and she dives off with Divine Grace! The corkscrew Shooting Star Press connects and Adriana holds on for the cover…
ONE…
TWO…
Kickout!
Malice kicks out and is looking angry. Emma is back on the apron to the outside, looking for a tag in now, but Addy can’t get there as Malice grabs her by the hair and slams her to the mat. Malice then quickly picks her up and puts her into a rack position before slamming her down, The Damage Plan! (Torture Rack backbreaker) Mayhem enters the ring as Emma does as well, trying to break up the count, but Mayhem nails a roundhouse kick on Emma that sends her to the mat and then the outside as Jesse Lizgara counts…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here are your winners, bia pinfall… DAMAGE, INCORPORTATED!!!!
Malice and Mayhem celebrate in the ring as Adriana Aquilla rolls to the outside, where Emma Louise checks on her.
Aiello: Score one for Brawl! Damage, Inc. secures the victory here and looked good while doing it!
Watson: a tough loss for Paramount, but Emma Louise looked good out there, shaking off more of that rust. And Adriana Aquilla did not give up ever, she kept looking for ways to out smart her opponents.
Bennett: Jesus Christ, there are no participation trophies Tim. This is EWC, not little league
Sydney: Damn, and I thought I was cold blooded…. Anyway you look at it, Brawl picked up some momentum and Paramount lost some. We still have a lot to go tonight though, so wqe will have to see what happens next.. We’ll be right back!
There camera cuts to..
The camera cuts backstage to find Bobby, Jimmy and Bunny all standing outside El Pablo’s locker room. Bunny opens up a bag and the Express each pull out a mask, Bobby and Jimmy have the masks of El Pablo’s cousins, Perdido and Abando and Bunny is holding the mask of their father, El Pablo’s uncle and as of now the head of the Volando clan Villano.
Love: Are you sure about this? I mean, is this really the best way to invite El Pablo to be a member of Team Paramount...putting on the masks of the family members that tried to bury him alive out in the desert, busting into his locker room with shovels…
Jimmy holds up three shovels and passes them to Bobby and Bunny
Love: And a body bag…
Bobby holds up the black body bag that Villano, Perdido and Abando shoved El Pablo into before dumping him into the hole they intended to bury him alive in
Love: And reenacting this traumatic event in his life?
Bobby, who was smiling, looks at Bunny and shakes his head
Rose: Well when you say it that way it just seems mean and heartless…
Lane, who is also shaking his head at their manager, stops as he’s pulling his mask into place
Lane: You need to say, ‘wow, this is really going to be a funny way to rib the kid, making him think his family is back to finish the job they started only to reveal it’s really us and invite him to become a member of Team Paramount at Parabellum’...I mean he’s going to get a kick out of it...really…
Rose: Bunny listen, we’ve known El Pablo all his life, hell we are two of the very few that have actually seen his face...mind you it was for a brief moment right after he was born at the hospital before Chico put a mask on him…
Lane: I mean, sure the kid was a bit ugly but all babies are at first, we tried to explain to Chico that the kid lose those wrinkles but he stuck that mask on him anyways…
Bunny looks at the pair trying to see if they were actually being serious, I mean this is the Volando’s after all and it’s totally plausible that this could have happened and would explain a lot about El Pablo
Rose: We are practical El Pablo’s uncles and he will find all this extremely funny….
Lane: One day I’m sure but in the meantime let’s go scare the living shit out of the kid and make him part of Team Paramount!!!
Bunny can see the excitement on Bobby and Jimmy’s face and knows there is no talking them out of this so she might as well join in and see if she can make a grown man piss his pants. Each member pulls on their mask and lifts their shovel into the air
Rose: Now, everyone remembers their line?
Bunny and Jimmy both nod as Bobby holds up his fingers, one...two...and then he opens the door and all three burst in. El Pablo is laying on the couch and Cristal is sitting in a chair talking to him when the trio come rushing in
Love: (as Villano Volando) Where is my idiot nephew?
Rose: (as Perdido Volando) There he is dad and he’s with Cristal…
Lane: ( as Abando Volando) Should we knock them both out with these shovels and grab both of them?
Love: (as Villano Volando) YES, let’s finish the job we started and do society a favor before they breed and plague another generation with Skittles jokes, terrible attempts at a rap career and straight to DVD movies that killed actors' careers!!! Get him boys!!!
El Pablo and Cristal jump up ready to fight off the three ‘Volando’s’ as if their life depended on it but as Bobby and Jimmy (or should I say Perdido and Abando) make their move towards El Pablo and Cristal they see that ‘Villano’ is nowhere near the size he should be and that he has a she’s voice and they drop their hands realizing this is a rib...seeing this Bobby and Jimmy start laughing as they mock hitting El Pablo with their shovels, Jimmy grabs him around the neck and tries to give him a nuggy but El Pablp pushes him off. The trio remove the masks and laugh
Rose: If you could have seen the look on your face…
Lane: You had that ‘oh shit, they are here for me’ look…
Rose: We got you so good kid…
Love: This was all their idea...I just, well I just went along with it because it was easier than trying to talk them out of it…
The Express' laughter slowly fades as they realize that EP hasn't moved a muscle since shoving Jimmy away and is standing with a vacant expression on his masked face.
Rose: …Is he buffering or s-
EP: Are you guys insane!? You think this is funny!? I could have died!!
Lane: I mean, it wasn't that scary...
EP: In the desert, I mean! This whole thing you're making a big song and dance out of. I could have died! And I don't mean 'I could have died' like the time you guys entered me into the Little Rock Juvenile Swimming Regatta - which, by the way, was for ducks...not people.
Rose: Look, like we told you before, if the judges couldn't tell that those wings were held on with electrical tape and nicotine gum, that's really on them.
EP: Save it! What was the next part of your plan? Dressing Bunny up as Lorelai to recruit Gabriel Ohio? Sending Marcu$ $t. John an invitation wrapped in a welfare check? Leaving Stitches a gift basket full of knitted neckwear?
Love: Knitted neckwear?
EP: You know, because he's haunted by mental scarves.
Cristal: Scars, Pabs. Mental scars.
EP: Ah.
Jimmy and Bobby share a chuckle, stepping forward and placing a hand each on EP's shoulders.
Rose: Listen kid, we know you are bummed out that your match against Bosa has been cancelled…
Lane: I’d blame Xavier if I was you…
Love: It wasn’t Xavier’s…
But Bobby waves her off
Rose: But we are here to cheer you up!!!
Cristal: By scaring us half to death and making us believe El Pablo’s crazy family was back to finish the job they started?
Bobby and Jimmy nod
Lane: Yeah, it makes what we have to say next seem great in comparison...kind of like when you have bad news you try to cheer up the person before you tell them their life is about over…
Rose: Yeah, we flipped that you see, we scared you and made you think you were about to die in order to tell you this exciting news…
Love: These two numb-nuts are here to offer you a spot on Team Paramount for the Brand Warfare Match at Parabellum…
Bobby and Jimmy look at her
Rose: What are you doing?
Lane: Yeah, we were going to make fun of his mask, his skinny legs, the fact he heard voices AND THEN invite him to the team when we have killed his self-esteem and made him think we had no other real options here in Paramount…
Rose: Did you not read the email we sent you…
Love: NO... IT WAS 47 PAGES LONG, I skimmed the finer points of it but I didn’t want to make the viewers at home sit through this for next hour...so, El Pablo, it would be an honor to have you on the team, to represent Paramount as we show the EWC which brand really is the best...so…
Rose: What do you say kid…
Jimmy: Will you do us the honor...we wanted to bring you an escort, like our version of a rose on the Bachelor but Bunny said no…
Bobby whispers
Rose: She really does suck the fun out of a lot of things
Love: I’m standing right here dumbass…
Bobby and Jimmy smile as they look at El Pablo. The Technicolour Tecnico breaks into a grin of his own, nodding his head softly as he contemplates the offer.
EP: Well, seeing as you guys went to so much trouble...
Rose: And don't forget, 7% of all Volando family merchandise sales still go to you!
EP: …then I guess it'd be my pleasure to accept your offer! I know it's only been a few months, but Paramount already feels like home - and you guys, clearly, are pretty-much family. So, yeah...let's finish what we started at StrangleMania XVI and show the world that, in the EWC, it's the orange brand that's the place to be!
Bobby and Jimmy embrace El Pablo as Bunny and Cristal look on wondering to themselves where they went wrong in life to end up stuck with these three as we cut to ringside...
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Antoni Malietoa & Jake Lumas
VS Jason Hunter & Gabriel Ohio
We return to ringside Part Two of the Paramount/Brawl Showcase is about to begin.
Watson: This next tag match should be a real doozie. Gabriel Ohio is hungry to bury his critics, Jake Lumas has apparently begun collecting human trophies like some sort of serial killer, Antoni Malietoa is trying to keep a handle on his partner while attempting to monetize his latest podcast, and Jason Hunter is all about letting the blood flow! Who knows what could happen when these four get into the ring together!
Starr: The following match is part of the Paramount vs. Brawl Tag Team Showcase! Joining us first, from Cincinnati, Ohio, weighing in at 220 pounds ... JAKE LUMAS!
The steady bass and hi-hat intro to 'Born to Raise Hell' by Motorhead powers up at 140 beats per minute. The lead guitar crunches and slides and the crowd comes alive. Jake Lumas steps out from behind the curtain, a small smile on his face and opens his arms to the crowd.
From behind his back he produces a steel chair and raises it up for them to see.
Like a lightning rod for the crowd, their reaction has him bouncing on his toes. He taps the chair against his forehead to wake up his fighting brain.
A jog turns to a sprint, and chair in hand he slides into the ring, ready to take his pound of flesh.
Starr: And his partner, from APIA, SAMOA, weighing in at 254 pounds ... "THE GREAT WARRIOR" ANTONI MALI-E-TOA!
Fog engulfs the entrance ramp, highlighted by green lights as "Be Somebody" by Fort Minor begins to play throughout the arena. From the smoke emerges Antoni Malietoa with his eyes wide and arms out to his sides.
As the fog clears, Antoni takes a step forward as he psychs him self up with a yell. Antoni makes his way to the ring, pulls himself up from the floor by the top rope and then steps over the top rope and into the ring as he prepares to do battle.
Starr: And their opponent, from SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, weighing in at 170 pounds ... JASON HUNTER!
"Daechwita" comes over the speaker as Diana and Sara came out first as they stood on the stage with Jason with his back to the crowd and hood over his head. Sara slides the hood off his head as Diana walks ahead of them. Sara and Jason play to the fans a bit dancing to the music while Diana walked down the ramp. Diana holds the rope for them to get in while Sara and Jason get in-ring and she slides his jacket off him before leaving the ring with him glaring at the person warming up in the corner.
Starr: And his partner, from PARTS UNKNOWN, weighing in at 286 pounds ... GABRIEL OHIO!
"Yhorm" by Dark Souls plays and the lights slowly start to flicker. The tron lights up with a dark figure walking up some stairs. It opens a door and the 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.
The announcer 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 centre of the ring as it starts to rain on the ramp way and stage.
DING DING DING
Lumas and Malietoa converse amongst themselves, and Lumas nods and steps through the ropes, allowing Malietoa to go first.
Malietoa steps toward the center of the ring. Hunter turns and looks to Ohio, who has his eyes on Malietoa. Hunter attempts to catch his eye and is unsuccessful. He shrugs, and walks through the ropes. Malietoa and Ohio meet in the center and stare each other down. Ohio has two inches on Malietoa, and a creepy smile flashes across his face. Malietoa doesn't hesitate, and launches a stiff forearm into the bigger man's face. Ohio's head snaps back almost immediately, still smiling, and Malietoa kicks him hard in the gut. Ohio takes a couple steps back but rises back up, hands flexed and grabs Malietoa into a tieup, forcing the Great Warrior backward against his will, until Ohio throws him hard into the turnbuckle.
Malietoa's back takes the brunt, and he feels it, and Ohio seizes the advantage. Ohio winds up, his pale arm outstretched, and blasts Malietoa with a hard clothesline that lifts the big man up off his feet for a second before gravity pulls them back down to the mat.
And again!
Malietoa staggers out of the turnbuckle, reaching out a hand for Lumas but unable to get him. Ohio whips him into the ropes. Ohio goes for a big boot but Malietoa ducks under. Ohio goes for a reverse clothesline but Malietoa ducks under and hits the other side, and leaps off
FLYING SAMOAN HEADBUTT!
Ohio staggers backward, eyes rolling up in his head, arms reaching out for balance but he doesn't quite go down. Jason Hunter reaches out and makes the blind tag on Ohio's shoulder as Malietoa charges in with another forearm and a clothesline over the top rope to Ohio who staggers but still doesn't go down on the outside. Meanwhile, Hunter climbs the top turnbuckle, and launches himself off
MISSILE DROPKICK!
That connects with Malietoa right in the chest and staggers him halfway across the ring, back into the corner next to Lumas. Lumas puts his hand out and Malietoa tags him in. Lumas steps through while Malietoa rubs his chest, points at Hunter, and waves for him to bring it. The smaller challenger begins to circle Lumas, who puts his hands up in a brawling stance. Hunter feels his way inside, hands up to protect himself, and shoots in for Lumas's midsection. Lumas steps back and jabs Hunter in the face but Hunter waves it off and steps back out of striking range. Hunter feints high, and shoots down for Lumas's ankle, and takes him off his feet in a single leg take down.
Hunter scrambles over Lumas, attempting to hook his leg into an Indian deathlock but Lumas rolls over and out, getting to a knee. Hunter RAKES HIS EYES! Lumas staggers, throws a blind punch, but finds nothing. He opens his eyes and Hunter is no longer in front of him. Lumas turns
SUPERKICK!
Lumas takes it on the chin and falls where he lay. Hunter scrambles for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Kickout by Lumas, holding his jaw. Hunter grabs Lumas by the neck and head but Lumas fights out of it with a stiff right hand to Hunter's gut.
And another.
And another.
Hunter steps back to get distance. Lumas grabs him and whips him into the ropes, staggers backwards, and lands a fluid reverse elbow into Hunter's chin, sending the smaller man flying and landing on his back. Lumas points at Ohio, who has returned to his place on the apron, and Lumas grinds his knuckles into his palm and points at Ohio's face. Ohio's eyes narrow. He grins and shows way too much teeth for a natural smile. Hunter gets to his feet, shaking the cobwebs loose, and sees what's going on between Lumas and Ohio. Hunter looks back at Ohio, who has his palm presented as if he were about to receive communion, and Hunter gives it a wary smack. Ohio steps over the top rope and advances towards Lumas. Lumas dances in and whizzes in a leg kick right above the knee. Ohio wobbles but doesn't register the pain. Only that creepy smile, and those outstretched hands. Another kick to the other side. The knee buckles from the pressure above the joint, but no loss of expression from Ohio. Lumas becomes aware he's being backed into a corner. He feints and tries to circle around but Ohio extends his hands, widening his defenses, and his plan becomes apparent. Lumas goes straight up the middle with uppercuts that fail to find their mark, and Ohio grabs Lumas in a bear hug.
HEAD BUTT!
Lumas staggers, and Ohio lets loose a right hand that blasts Lumas into the turnbuckle. With cold, calculating precision, Ohio grits his teeth together in a savage smile, and starts working in stiff body uppercuts.
ONE! Lumas's feet lift off the apron as Ohio's giant white hand crashes into his ribs just beneath his heart.
TWO! The other side now, driving wind out of the smaller man.
THREE! Again, under the heart, Lumas's eyes going wide from lack of oxygen.
FOUR! No time to breathe. The crowd counting along.
FIVE! Not what Lumas was expecting. Ohio took a step back and launched a kick into Lumas's chest that sat the challenger down onto his ass, and folded him in half.
Like a corpse, Ohio dragged him by the foot away from the ropes and into the center of the ring and went for the cover.
ONE...
TWO...
Kickout by Lumas, who narrowly got a shoulder up. A slow smile working its way on Ohio's face, he picks up Lumas. Malietoa yells for Jake to get to him. Ohio hears and looks at Malietoa. Lumas seizes the moment.
LOW BLOW!
A sneaky right heel shot backwards catches Gabriel Ohio in his nether regions, and for a moment the pale giant's face twists into a mask of non comprehending rage. Ohio's eyes turn to find Lumas, and don't locate him immediately. Lumas, like a squirrel with a nut, is heading through the ropes and climbing the top turnbuckle. Lumas is shaky getting to the top, needing to stabilize himself as he went, and taking too much time and he knows it. He looks back and sees Ohio heading towards him. Lumas rises from a crouched position, and readies his infamous flying elbow. But Ohio suddenly increases speed and grabs Lumas around the throat with one giant pale hand-
BLOODY MARY!
Red mist explodes from Gabriel Ohio's lips and covers Lumas's eyes, blinding him, while Ohio continues to clamp down. With one heave of massive strength from just one arm, Gabriel Ohio hurls Lumas backwards off the top rope, and for a moment, time stands still
LUMAS SHATTERS THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!
and doesn't move. Gabriel Ohio smiles as the ref begins to count. Malietoa hops down off the apron to go check on Lumas.
Watson: I think... I think Jake Lumas might be dead...
Bennett: Oh COME ONE TIM! No way that a freaking announce table takes out Lumas. He's built like a brick sh-
Aiello: Language Steve! We're on broadcast television tonight!
Ohio, growing impatient, steps through the ropes and heads outside after Lumas. Malietoa meets him halfway with stiff forearms, kicks, chops, and finally whips the bigger man into the ring post, which staggers him and sends him down to a knee. Malietoa gets a running start and as Gabriel Ohio lifts his stunned head-
RUNNING KNEE!
Which connects and sends Ohio's head into the guardrail, bouncing it off, dazing the man and sending him down to his stomach. But a shadow falls over Malietoa, and he looks up to find Jason Hunter sailing through the air
CROSS BODY BLOCK!
that connects with Malietoa full on in the chest... but Malietoa catches him! He turns, and
SCOOP POWERSLAM!
Jason Hunter lands back first the blue ring mats, and all the air leaves his body. Malietoa raises his arms in the air in victory and the crowd cheers! But he doesn't dwell in it long, and returns to check on his partner, who is clearing the cobwebs. Malietoa helps Lumas up and Lumas tells him to throw him in the ring and he does. Ohio and Hunter enter from the other side. Lumas pulls wood chips out of his arm and tosses them out of the ring. Lumas, the legal man, tags in Malietoa and slumps over the turnbuckle, still feeling the effects. Hunter offers his hand to Ohio and Ohio tags him in, eyes still on Lumas. Hunter rushes Malietoa, feints high, and dropkicks his knee. Malietoa buckles from the shot and Hunter slips around the back, grabs his knee and begins bashing it into the mat. Once, twice, three times! Malietoa grimaces and pulls himself away. Hunter stays on him, kicking the injured leg. Malietoa grabs his foot, Hunter hopping around on one leg, while he slowly gets to his feet, pulls Hunter close in one explosive movement, and
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
That sends the smaller man flying towards Lumas and lands him in a heap. Hunter turns and pulls himself up by the ropes. Lumas kicks at his hands wherever he tries to find a grip and the ref warns him. Malietoa advances, grabs Hunter in a headlock, and tags Lumas in. Lumas, reading his partner's intentions, walks to adjacent turnbuckle for distance. Malietoa turns toward Lumas. Lumas towards Malietoa. Malietoa charges in toward Lumas with the top of Hunter's head exposed. Lumas charges Malietoa chambering his knee.
PUSH KICK!
Lumas's heel shoots out like a striking shake and catches Hunter in the top of the brain pan as Malietoa releases his headlock, the force like a gunshot that lifts Hunter horizontal in the air and lands him on his stomach with a resounding thud. Lumas goes for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Kickout by Hunter, but just barely, and Hunter rolls around on his stomach, holding the back of his neck, slamming his feet against the mat.
Watson: No one wants to give in here. Every man in that ring is just beating the every loving crap out of each other.
Sydney: And we are all benefiting from it!
Ohio reaches his hand in as far as it will go, but Hunter is unmoving. Lumas finds another piece of wood stuck in his hair and throws it out. He turns and picks Jason Hunter up but Hunter surprises him!
SMALL PACKAGE!
ONE...
TWO...
Kickout by Lumas, who breaks free of the hold and kicks away from Hunter, but inadvertently kicks him in the direction of his partner. Lumas sees what he's done and scrambles to his feet. He scrambles after Hunter but Hunter, on his knees still favoring his neck, shambles forward and just barely touches the tip of Ohio's fingertips. Lumas stops dead run and straightens up as Ohio steps into the ring, that creepy smile returning. Lumas gets angry. Teeth bared like an animal. He charges in and Ohio catches him first with a big boot that floors Lumas but doesn't keep him down long. Lumas pops back up, swinging wildly, but Ohio side steps and kicks him in the gut, and pulls Lumas between his legs.
KISS OF THE CERBERUS!
Two powerbombs, one right after the other, and not losing his grip, Ohio turns and launches Lumas into the nearest turnbuckle for a Buckle Bomb! Ohio goes for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Lumas just barely kicks out, and Ohio knows it, grinning savagely. He picks up Lumas and begins to strangle him in the center of the ring, both hands closed around his windpipe. Ohio lifts him high into the air, still holding the choke, and releases him, ready to catch him for a Chokeslam Spinebuster but Lumas reaches out mid fall
GOOD NIGHT SALLY!
Mid-fall Lumas wraps his head around Gabriel Ohio's neck, spins, and drops the bigger challenger head first into the mat with a Tornado DDT.
He goes for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
THRE- KICKOUT! Lumas can't believe it as he looks to the refs which gives Ohio just enough time to tag in Hunter. Hunter comes barreling into the ring, looking to catch Lumas off guard, but he is not to be outsmarted. He quickly takes the spear attempt and wraps his arm around Jasons head.. GOOD NIGHT SALLY! Lumas with the cover, but Ohio comes charging to break up the pin, but here comes Malietoa through the ropes!
ONE...
TWO...
Malietoa jumps OVER Lumas and Hunter to spear Ohio, sending both men to the mat.
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winners, via pinfall JAKE LUMAS AND ANTONI MALIETOA!!
Lumas heads outside the ring, reaches underneath the ring apron, and returns while Ohio and Hunter are making their way out of the ring. He says something to get their attention, and the two of them turn and Lumas cracks them both over the head, one right after the other. He pulls them back into the ring, and when the ref attempts to stop him, Lumas pushes him away. Lumas grabs Ohio's face in his hands and begins bashing away at his nose, until the nose begins to bleed and his wrist and fingers are covered in Gabriel Ohio's blood. Fascinated by it, he holds it up under the overhead lights, and catches the glint of it. Then he turns to Jason Hunter, and repeats the process, only with his left hand, bashing Hunter's nose until it begins to bleed, and holding up the left hand to see. Lumas compares and contrasts as more refs enter the ring, but he puts up no fight, and they demand he leave, screaming into his face. Antoni gets over to Lumas by this points as he yells at him "WHAT THE HELL?!" He keeps jawing at Lumas , but Jake, Happy and unperturbed, walks back to the dressing room, comparing the left to the right, in endless fascination. Antoni drops his head, not happy with the actions of his Tag Partner.
Watson: Despite the antics of Jake Lumas after the match, this one was a banger!
Bennett: It definitely did NOT disappoint, that is for sure! Ohio and Hunter had this match one several times over, but Jake Lumas and Antoni Malietoa do not stay down that long!
Watson: We're not even CLOSE to being done folks. Stick around, more Brawl versus Paramount action coming up next!
Camera cuts to ...
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE
Xavier Reid
VS David Miller
We return to ringside where the ring is being prepared for arguably one of the biggest slugfests of the night. While the ring continues getting inspected, we cut to commentary.
Watson: Welcome back, everyone! We just witnessed the unique team of Antoni Malietoa and Jake Lumas face off against Gabriel Ohio and Jason Hunter. Most of the other fights tonight have been Paramount versus Brawl, but because Malietoa and Lumas have paired up together, it wasn’t really the typical type of ‘versus’, so to speak.
Aiello: We’re now about to watch the EWC International Champion, Xavier Reid, face off against our CW Champion, David Miller. And particularly after the ambush that occurred after Miller finished fighting both “La Belicista” Isabella and Jake Lumas, there’s quite a bit of personal feelings getting involved in this match.
Sydney: But wait, there’s even more! Both men are the exact opposite of one another as far as origin goes. Reid started out here when we were FSW and went over to Brawl, while Miller started over in Brawl and came over here when we became Paramount.
Bennet: This is a huge match and easily a potential Match Of The Night for tonight. Take us away, Starr!
Starr: The following match is a Champion versus Champion fight, and it is for one fall! Joining us first, accompanied by ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love from New York, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the EWC International Champion ... XAVIER REID!
Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black trunks, kickpads and boots, his hands wrapped in black tape with the EWC International Championship around his waist and following him out is ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love. He walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy follows from behind and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’. Tommy points to the ring as Xavier unhooks the International Championship and hands it to Tommy who raises it into the air as Xavier walks towards the ring shadow boxing as he makes his way down the aisle. Xavier storms up the steps and climbs into the ring, Tommy follows suit and walks towards the referee, already complaining about something. Xavier storms across the ring to the opposite corner and jumps to the middle rope and looks over the crowd and once again crosses his arms into an X as Tommy holds up the International Championship in the official's face and reminds him who the champion is face but the official ignores him and walks away as Tommy laughs. Xavier jumps down and squats down in the corner waiting for the bell.
The lights of the T-Mobile Arena fall low without warning. 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, competing in past matches, or glaring into the camera from various angles. As the music reaches 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 X-Tron. David Miller marches out from behind the curtain with his head bowed, and fists clenched, the CW Broadcast Championship strapped around his waist. Coming to a stop at the center of the stage, he 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 at a slow, methodical pace.
Starr: And his opponent, accompanied by Felicia Mathews, hailing from Long Beach, California, weighing in at 235 pounds, he is the current reigning CW Broadcast Champion ... DAVID MIIIIILLEEEEER!
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 onto the apron and ducks between the ropes, immediately crossing to the far corner and pulling himself up onto the second buckle, staring down into the ravenous fans below. Miller slowly unstraps the title and raises it overhead with a calm finality, a cold smile forming beneath his hood before he roars out into the crowd and pounds his free hand against his chest. Stepping down to the canvas, he turns and folds the straps beneath the plate before handing the belt to the official. Reaching back, he peels off his jacket and casts it aside, locking Xavier Reid with a hard stare as he waits for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING
Both men waste little time in meeting in the middle of the ring and locking up. With only a fifteen pound difference, neither man has a huge advantage over the other. When both Miller and Reid realize this, they let go and back away. Reid charges forward, attempting to slam Miller’s temple with a Pele Kick, but the CW Champion seems as if he was prepared for this. While keeping hold of the leg Xavier threw forward, he uses his own right foot to sweep Reid off his feet with a Russian Leg Sweep, letting go of the leg he was holding as Xavier collapses onto the mat. But Reid is quick to recover, as one would expect. He throws yet another kick - a Big Boot to be more exact - for Miller, but this one is aimed for his midsection. David tries to counter, but the Big Boot connects, forcing his back to land roughly against the turnbuckle. Xavier swiftly closes the distance between himself and David and lifts him onto the turnbuckle. CTE! He goes for an early cover, but the referee barely finishes counting to two before Miller shoves Reid off of him.
Watson: Quick offense from both men, Reid making Miller use that energy early to kickout!
Bennet: This is what makes Reid so dangerous. He will wear you down until you just don't have the energy left to kickout!
The two fighters almost seem to forget how the match started, because … they go to lock up again? Wait, no! Miller only intertwines one of his hands with Reid’s! Xavier sees an opportunity and wraps his free hand around Miller’s throat! Before it does any overly dire damage, Miller delivers a brutal chop down HARD onto Reid’s chest. The impact clearly stuns the International Champion, as he lets go of Miller’s throat. Miller then proceeds to kick Xavier back down onto the canvas. He then locks in a Figure Four onto Reid’s right leg, twisting as hard as he can in hopes of getting the International Champion to tap! The referee checks up on Reid and asks if he wants to give up. He shakes his head, gripping onto his lower lip as he grabs his own hair just to avoid giving into the urge to slam a fist down on the mat.
Meanwhile, on the outside, Tommy immediately begins to move towards the ring now that he sees his client in danger. Felicia swiftly moves in front of him, her arms crossed over her chest, as she shakes her head no. Tommy foolishly attempts to smooth talk Felicia, but she simply stands her ground. Finally, Tommy is done being civil, and he goes to grab her arm to tug Miss Mathews out of the way. A brutal axe kick that no doubt comes from her Muay Thai knowledge lands flush on Tommy’s head. Like a sack of potatoes, ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ plops onto the steel floor, clearly unconscious. Felicia waves ‘night night’ to him before turning her attention back to the match. And just in time, too. Reid manages to roll onto his back. He uses every ounce of power in him to throw a kick for Miller’s already sore midsection and forces him to let go! Miller stumbles back, grimacing in pain … all while glaring a hole at Reid. But Felicia whistles, causing both Xavier and David to turn and see the unconscious Tommy Love. David smirks while Xavier looks legitimately horrified.
Aiello: TOMMY LOVE HAS TO BE DEAD!!!
Watson: If only, Joe. That rat could survive a nuclear bomb, I'm sure of it!
Xavier SLAPS Miller’s face HARD, not even trying to hide his wrath at what happened to his manager. Miller looks ready to return the favor, but before David is able to do so, he’s thrust down onto the mat. Xavier quickly grabs onto David’s arms and begins stomping away with the Fuck You Stomp! At least four to five really hard boot assaults find David’s face before he slams his boot against Reid’s knee. Xavier shudders from the impact; rather than immediately letting go like one would assume, he tightens his grip on David’s arms. The two men are in clear, visible pain, and yet neither are willing to just give up! The audience cheers at the agony they’re both enduring, all to ensure one can leave as the winner! David lets out a frustrated scream as he kicks Reid’s knee one more time, adding as much ‘oomph’ into it as possible. Now it works! Xavier lets go and finally, David is able to stand back up. Miller swiftly slips behind the International Champion and goes for The None-Percenter! Reid turns and looks over his shoulders. Felicia wags her finger as she points to a still very unconscious Tommy Love. Xavier looks absolutely livid as he struggles frantically against the hold. But every attempt to escape is met with Miller strengthening the hold, or even jerking Reid’s body from side to side. The referee asks once more if Reid wants to give up, he SCREAMS out “FUCK NO!”. But the longer the hold is kept in, the more exhausted Reid starts looking. Eventually, his body slumps against Miller. The referee calls for the bell the moment he sees Xavier as unconscious as his manager.
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via knockout submission, and the EWC CW BROADCAST CHAMPION, DAVID MILLER!
Felicia enters the ring, lifting up one of David’s arms into the air. The ref, meanwhile, hands Miller his CW Broadcast Championship back. Medical staff immediately come out and begin to check up on both Reid and Tommy Love. Reid is the first to begin to stir, but the medics insist that they be allowed to help them backstage. Both Reid and Tommy reluctantly agree, and are escorted to the back.
Miller, meanwhile, remains in the ring; allowing one of his arms to be raised by his valet while he holds the CW Broadcast Championship up proudly in his right!
Watson: Well folks, a statement was definitely made. You don’t mess with Miller and get away without any consequences. With this, Paramount has secured another victory tonight!
Sydney: Hot damn, did you know Miller’s valet could kick ass that well? Wow! I’d love to see her do something like that again. Hell, maybe we could see her tag team with Miller? That’d be awesome!
Watson: Hey, you never know! Folks, we move on from one hard-hitting contest to another as Killjoy Ito takes on Stephanie Matsuda, up NEXT!
Camera cuts to ...
The camera cuts backstage right past gorilla position as Xavier Reid and ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walk through the curtain, to their shock Bobby Rose, Jimmy Lane and Bunny Love as all sitting on a amp case waiting for them, the two men clap as Xavier looks at them
Rose: Hell of a match kid…
Lane: Match of the Night in our opinion
They hop down as does Bunny as the two men walk over towards Xavier
Rose: We just wanted to say no hard feelings about Parabellum…
Lane: Yeah I mean…
Jimmy looks down at his Love Club t-shirt, as does Bobby
Lane: We are all on the same team and all…
Reid: Listen, I get it how this looks...
But Tommy steps forward
Tommy Love: Hey now, Xavier and Samantha won that match fair and square and the right to challenge you guys for those championships…
Bunny Love: We know dad, it’s ‘business’, we understand…
But before she can finish and while she’s got Tommy shielded both Bobby and Jimmy nods and quick as cats drop Xavier Reid with the double superkick move known as the Mic Drop as the fans inside the T-Mobile arena explode into cheers
Bunny Love: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!
Tommy looks on as Bobby and Jimmy stand over Xavier Reid as Tommy pushes his daughter aside and drops down to check on Xavier Reid. Bunny shoves Bobby and Jimmy back, away from Xavier and her father furious at the two men
Bunny Love: YOU SAID ALL YOU WANTED TO DO WAS WISH HIM THE BEST…
Rose: And we did…
Lane: Right upside his face…
Bunny Love: WHAT WAS THE MEANING OF THIS…
Bobby and Jimmy look at each other and smile, they pull off their Love Club t-shirts to show the new, Love Club #FACETURN t-shirts, available now at all merch stands
Rose: It was our long awaited #FACETURN
Lane: The ‘marks’ have been talking about it for ages on the internet…you realize it's NOT JUST for porn right...
Bobby and Jimmy grab Bunny by the arm and drag her away. As they do she looks back at Xavier, who is sitting up and watching as the trio backs away and the camera fades to commercial.
The camera cuts inside The Love Club locker room where we find Lisa Goldrush standing by with ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love, who is straightening his bowtie and Killjoy Ito, who is pulling on his robe as he gets ready to head to the ring to face Stephanie Matsuda
Goldrush: Gentlemen, tonight you face the former X-Division Champion and former #1 Contender to the Undisputed Championship, who is fresh off a tough loss at Hardcore Revolution in Stephanie Matsuda…
But Buddy holds up his hand to cut Lisa off
Buddy Love: And a also very banged up and still hurting from her injuries from that Weapons X Match, Stephanie Matsuda…
Lisa nods
Goldrush: There is no denying that has to be the case, with that match happening a mere 9 days ago…
Buddy Love: And she is stepping into that ring with a healthy, fresh and full of confidence Killjoy Ito, who is poised to show the EWC that he is still worthy of being considered ‘championship material’ here in the EWC and that Stephanie Matsuda is so 2019...I mean do you even remember her run as X-Division Champion? I mean seriously, the only thing memorable about it was when she lost it to Xavier Reid…
Goldrush: You have to think she will want nothing more than to get that bounce back win here tonight over KIlljoy and prove that she is still ‘championship material’...
But Buddy waves his hand dismissing this
Buddy Love: Lisa, that is our shtick here tonight, she can’t use it against...
But Buddy is unable to finish this sentence as their fellow Love Club members Bobby Rose, Jimmy Lane and his sister Bunny Love come bursting into the locker room, Bobby and Jimmy still wearing their Love Club #FaceTurn t-shirts
Bunny Love: There you are...we’ve been looking everywhere for you…
Rose: We checked catering…
Lane: The men’s room…
Rose: The ladies room…
Bobby looks into the camera
Rose: Once again we are so sorry Emma and we swear we didn’t see anything…
Lane: We even checked the Lost and Found…all the places we thought the two of you could be...
Rose: And then we thought, well it might be a long shot but why not check the Love Club locker room…
Bunny Love: I told you idiots they would be there but NO...we had to go on that wild goose chase and an attack on a fellow Love Club member...
Bunny looks annoyed at the Express as Buddy looks at the trio, then at Lisa and then back at his sister
Buddy Love: Bunny, I’m right in the middle of a hype segment for our match tonight…
But Bobby waves him off
Rose: Don’t worry about that, we can help, here…
Bobby looks into the camera
Rose: Killjoy is going to wipe the floor with Stephanie Matsuda just like we did at StrangleMania, she’s not in his class and the kid was 10 times the X-Division Champion she was…
Jimmy also jumps in
Lane: She’s a wounded duck here tonight and it serves her right for attacking us last year, go out there and end her the way she tried to end us…
Bobby and Jimmy high five as Bunny grabs her brother
Bunny Love: Now that we took care of your interview we can move on to more pressing concerns, as you know we were named Team Captains for Team Paramount but due to…
Rose: Xavier and Samantha…
Bunny ignores Bobby and Jimmy and continues
Bunny Love: We can’t be in the match, we want Killjoy to be our proxy in that match, to represent The Love Club and stand in for Bobby and Jimmy…
Bobby and Jimmy walk over to Killjoy and grab him as Bunny has grabbed Buddy
Lane: I don’t know if you can understand us but WE WANT YOU TO BE OUR PROXY…
Bobby elbow his tag team partner
Rose: He’s Japanese not deaf...WE…
Bobby pats his chest and then pats Jimmy
Rose: WANT...crap, what do I do for want…
But Killjoy shakes his head at the tag team champs and looks at Buddy and nods
Buddy Love: He’ll do it…
Bobby and Jimmy both look on in amazement
Rose: Oh my God…
Lane: We speak perfect Japanese and never knew it…
Rose: We must have learned while watching all those Godzilla movies...like osmosis or something…
Lane: Well I’ll be damned…
Bunny looks at Bobby and Jimmy
Bunny Love: You two are the world’s biggest idiots, you know that right?
Bobby and Jimmy shrug and smile
Rose: Maybe, the world is a big place…
Lane: Well we can cross off: Add Killjoy To Team Paramount…
Rose: So we’ve knocked out: Meet With Chris Brock, Make TWO Major Announcements, Scare El Pablo Into Thinking We Were Going To Murder Him, #FACETURN On Xavier…
Love: That was on the list?
Jimmy nods and shows her the list
Lane: Should have read the e-mail, it was right there at the bottom on page 36…
Rose: Welcome to the team kid…
Bobby and Jimmy give Killjoy a thumbs up and a smile.
SINGLES MATCH
X-DIVISION RULES
Stephanie Matsuda
VS Killjoy Ito
We return to ringside where commentary is standing by!
Watson: Well folks, it's been a wild night so far and up next we have a match that could get violent quick, a battle between former X-Division Champions as Killjoy Ito takes on Stephanie Matsuda!
Sydney: Newly added to Team Paramount, Killjoy Ito, that is!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is contested under X-Division rules! Joining us first, from Daly City, California, weighing in at 265 pounds ... KILLJOY ITO!
‘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 Depper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the ring as Buddy Love runs up and stands next to him. 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.
Starr: And his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 132 pounds ... STEPHANIE MATSUDA!
“Oh La La” by Run the Jewels plays as Stephanie "Cloud" Matsuda walks out dressed in her signature black fitted cap and a bandanna around her face. Noticeable by her absence is Monica Vaughan as Matsuda walks on stage and crouches low, getting ready for her match. Stephanie walks down the ramp, eyes fixated on the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, Matsuda runs and slides into the ring. She takes a moment to run the ropes and throws her hat into the crowd. She then climbs the nearest turnbuckle, pulls down her bandanna, and holds up her title as she stares into the crowd. She then jumps down and gives her ref her belt as she prepares for her match.
DING DING DING
As the bell rings, Ito and Matsuda immediately jump into action, trading some hard strikes back and forth looking for an early advantage in this bout. Between all the kicks, the punches, and the occasional elbows being thrown around it's unclear who will give way here, until Killjoy manages to get the upper hand as he sends the Queen of Fighters into the ropes, looking for a clothesline on the rebound...but Matsuda ducks under, launching herself off the ropes for a crossbody that takes the bigger man down! She's feeling a wave of momentum as she heads out of the ring, looking for a weapon under the apron...and pulling out a kendo stick with a big smile on her face!
Aiello: Here comes the pain from Matsuda! She just found a boom stick!
Sydney: I thought that was a shotgun?
What the Queen of Fighters doesn't count on is Killjoy rolling out of the ring on the other side, taking a breather as Matsuda slides back into the ring to taunt Killjoy with the kendo stick. Killjoy responds by searching the underbelly of the ring for a weapon of his own, pulling out a steel chair...and setting up to take a seat at ringside, much to Stephanie's chagrin. Buddy applauds this, but his delight is soon turned to shock as Stephanie runs the ropes, launching herself over the top onto Killjoy who stands up just in time to avoid being sandwiched between Matsuda and the chair!
The fans are on their feet as both competitors are slow to get back to their feet, with Killjoy being the first. His eyes are on the kendo stick that Matsuda left in the ring as he grabs the Queen of Fighters, sending her into the steel steps with a hard thud before sliding into the ring. Ito grabs the kendo stick before rolling back out of the ring, a smirk on his face as he takes a swing with the kendo stick that connects! The noise from the collision is a scary one as Killjoy repeats the attack...but Stephanie just manages to avoid the final strike, which lets out a loud clang from the steel steps!
Watson: That has to hurt when the metal reverberates into the wooden stick! Has to feel like a fouling off a baseball.
Sydney: You played Baseball Tim? Huh.. I thought you would be more of a.... Chess guy. Today I learned!
This gives Matsuda an opening to recover as she clambers over to the steel chair, fully getting back to her feet as she folds the chair up. Killjoy approaches, but is forced to bring his hands up in a feeble attempt the stop what comes next as Stephanie takes a wild swing with the chair, nearly knocking Ito out! Before Matsuda does anything further Buddy gets involved, shouting abuse at the Queen of Fighters...who simply smiles again, lifting the chair as if to threaten Buddy with a bad time ahead. Buddy backs off as Matsuda turns his attention back to Killjoy, who is slowly but surely getting back to his feet. Matsuda lifts the chair over her head, but is caught off guard as Killjoy shoves her into the ring post!
Killjoy takes advantage of the opening, bringing Stephanie back into the ring forcefully. He lifts Matsuda up in a suplex position, hesitating for a while before dropping her with a brainbuster! Burakkuauto! Killjoy quickly gets back to his feet, walking over to the corner as he taunts Matsuda with what's to come. Matsuda is trying to get back to her feet, only making it to her knees as Killjoy runs at her! Kettei-Da--NO! MATSUDA NARROWLY DODGES THE RUNNING KNEE! ROLL UP BY THE QUEEN OF FIGHTERS!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! KILLJOY KICKS OUT!
This seems to take the wind out of Matsuda's sails as she once again tries to get to her feet...KETTE-DA! KILLJOY CONNECTS WITH THE RUNNING KNEE THIS TIME! COVER BY KILLJOY!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall KILLJOY ITO!
Buddy enters the ring and celebrates as Killoy's hand is raised. Matsuda slowly rolls to the outside where she is looking a little worse for wear having competed in her second X-Division rules match in 9 days.
Watson: Stephanie Matsuda is a damn warrior. She took a beating at the hands of Ace King at Hardcore Revolution and now just over a week later she almost beat Killjoy Ito in an X-Division rules match!
Bennet: Almost wasn't good enough though as the Queen of Fighters did not get back in the win column here tonight.
Matsuda waives off medical attention as she makes her way up the ramp, her right arm covering her midsection.
Watson: I do hope that she is ok. We will keep you updated, but right now we have to take a break. We have one more match before that BIG main event. Stick around folks!
Camera cuts to ...
Matsuda is spotted limping backstage, about to reach the women's locker room when she runs into King Flip and Jack Severn. The crowd immediately begins to murmur.
King Flip: The War Queen, Stephanie Matsuda. Just the number one contender at Hardcore Revolution. Just overshadowed by punks like Reidy boy and the kid that just Beast Mode'd himself.
Matsuda is looking more and more angry with Flip's general presence. He picks up on this non-verbal cue and lets out a soft, nervous chuckle.
King Flip: It would be disrespectful of me if I didn't say that Team BRAWL needs a War Queen. A battle-tested strategist with enough ability to prove to everyone that everything they say about you is bullshit. Stephanie Matsuda... will you join Team BRAWL?
Jack Severn: Oh SHE gets asked, but I'M told!?
Flip extends his hand and the moment is tense... but Matsuda accepts! Jubilation from the crowd as she walks into the locker room without a word.
King Flip: Yeah, just get cleaned up and we'll--
The door slams in his face. Jack Severn is laughing.
King Flip: ...pick up from there.
Faintly, "Mad World" by Gary Jules can be heard playing. Frustrated, Flip goes to find this nuisance with a still disagreeable Jack Severn in tow. They find Nightcall lip-syncing the words in his own locker room, door open, with the song playing on a CD player. Flip slaps the top of the player, popping it up and stopping the song.
King Flip: Who the hell even listens to CDs anymore, anyway!? What a weirdo.
Nightcall begins consoling Effie on his shoulder as Flip storms off with Jack still right in his ear.
Jack Severn: Flip, I'm not on the damn team!
King Flip: You're really starting to sound silly at this point.
The scene fades to a shake of the head from Nightcall as he closes the top of the CD player.
The camera cuts once again backstage to find the Southern Express along with Bunny Love
Rose: Ok, so we have El Pablo and Killjoy on board for Team Paramount...which leaves three more spots…
Lane: Well the next spot is a no brainer if you ask me…
Love: Pro: Former Undisputed Champion, former record breaking Indy Champion…
Rose: Con: Is a member of 3C…
Lane: We can’t hold that against them, listen this is my pick and they will help us in a big way and besides...you two don’t have veto power, you picked Killjoy…
Jimmy points at Bunny
Lane: And you picked El Pablo…
Jimmy points at Bobby as they reach the 3C’s locker room and Jimmy knocks on the door
Lane: And THIS is my pick…
The door opens and Candy is standing in the doorway, the sold out crowd pops as Jimmy smiles at the former Undisputed and Indy Champion
Lane: Hello there Candy, I don’t know if you saw earlier but Bobby and I were named team captains of Team Paramount and tasked with putting together the five members that will make up the team. Bunny picked Killjoy Ito and Bobby picked El Pablo and I’m here for my pick, a former Undisputed Champion, a former Indy Champion…
The crowd continues to cheer as Candy looks on
Lane: It makes all the sense in the world to add this person to our team so I was wondering...is Jordan Sharpe in there…
There is a groan from the Paramount fans as Bunny and Bobby do a face plant into their hands at the total lack of tact from Jimmy Lane as Candy turns, shakes her head and walks away, Jimmy turns and gives a thumbs up to Bobby and Bunny, who are just standing back watching this train wreck unfold. After a few moments Jordan Sharpe appears in the doorway to a massive pop from the Paramount crowd. He looks at Jimmy who smiles
Lane: Jordan, how is it going...listen I know you have a big match to get ready for against the smooth as silk Nightcall and his partner, the not as smooth Davey Dunham but I’d like to extend an offer to you to join Team Paramount at Parabellum and I know...we all have history, we ruined your quest to become ‘Jordy Three Belts’ last season and my partner kicked you in the balls…
Rose: For the last time, I was going for an inside leg kick, I can’t help it he hangs to the left and his dick got in the way…
Love: It’s ok Bobby…
Bunny pats Bobby on the shoulder as he smiles
Lane: Not to mention all this 3C v. The Love Club stuff but the fact is we need to put all this aside for one night because THIS is bigger than all that, this is Brand Warfare, it’s Paramount showing that we are the best brand in all the land and it’s YOUR chance to get back on the grand stage, you said you are team Paramount now well this is your chance to prove that…
Jimmy smiles and does his best Darth Vader impersonation as he reaches out his hand as Vader did to Luke in Empire Strikes Back
Lane: Join me...and together we will rule the EWC...well not as father and son and technically WE aren’t on the team but it would go a long way in helping out Team Paramount so...what do you say buddy…
Jimmy extends his hand to Jordan and he stares at the outstretched hand for a moment as he munches on a banana, pondering his decision.
JFS: Hmmmm ... You make a tantalizing offer. I do want to represent Paramount, but then you remind me of how annoying you've all been to me. Maybe I'll do it on a condition. I want her ..
He points at Bunny.
JFS: To refer to me as the 'Unofficial Captain' of the team since you guys aren't going to be in the match. After all, I'm the former Undisputed Champion on the team, eh? So I'd like Bunny to call me that from here on out.
Bunny glares at him disgusted.
Love: You have to be kidding me, no way in hell will I call you…
Bunny tries to look into the 3C locker room
Love: Where’s Candy, bring her back out here…
Lane: Now Bunny…this is my pick…
Bobby exhales loudly
Rose: Just do it so we can move on…
Bunny looks at Jordan, who smiles
Love: Fine...I will refer to him as ‘Unofficial Captain’...I mean Carley calls him a 'man' and we all know that’s a stretch…
She smirks at Jordan who seems like he could care less about her little jab
JFS: Well we'll have to work on that attitude if we're gonna be a team, Bunny! Can't believe I'm gonna do this.
He shakes hands, mumbling to himself of what he's got himself into as we cut back to ringside.
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Davey Dunham & Nightcall
VS 3C (Candy & Jordan Sharpe)
We return to ringside where commentary is standing by!
Watson: Here we are folks, the final Invasion Series match of the evening! 3C looks to represent Paramount well as they take on Brawl's team of Davey Dunham and the FX Broadcast Champion, Nightcall!
Starr: The following match is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, representing 3C ... CANDY AND JORDAN SHARPE!
'Tales of the Electric Romeo' by Trailerhead Triumph plays as Jordan Sharpe and Candy make their way to the stage to a big pop from the crowd, appreciative of the team representing the orange brand as they approach the ring to get ready for this match. Their biggest focus is on fending off the man that's been a thorn in their side as of late, and speaking of which...
Starr: And their opponents, representing Monday Night BRAWL! Introducing first, from Columbia, South Carolina, weighing in at 225 pounds ... DAVEY DUNHAM!
"Crossroads" by I Prevail plays as Davey Dunham makes his way to the stage amidst a smattering of boos, the man staring down his recent rivals in Candy and Sharpe inside the ring as he approaches.
Starr: And his tag team partner, from Oceanside, CA, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is the FX Broadcast Champion ... NIGHTCALL!
Nightcall dances out onto the ramp with Effie around his waist. He gives a few pelvic thrusts and hops around the runway, making a complete spectacle of himself before climbing the steel steps. He hands the title to a ringside official before going up to the top rope. He pauses, then cups his hands and shouts "Take Back The Night!" before jumping down taking in a mixture of cheers for the purveyor of Pure Gonzo Wrestling and boos for a man representing the "opposing brand" in this Invasion Series match.
DING DING DING
As the bell rings, Davey insists on starting the match off so he can go after 3C...and after a quick game of rock/paper/scissors from 3C, Jordan steps into the ring and immediately charges at Dunham! The two go at it, exchanging lefts and rights until Dunham starts to get the upper hand as he sends Sharpe into the corner. Dunham taunts Candy before charging at the former Undisputed Champion...who dodges at the last minute, turning Dunham's momentum against him as he crashes with a thud against the turnbuckle! Davey struggles to his feet as Nightcall reaches out looking for the tag when suddenly, we see someone running out from the back...
Watson: Wait a minute...why is El Gran Azul running out here?
Bennett: Damn it Azul, you're not even supposed to BE here tonight!
Davey reaches out to make the tag, but comes up just short as Nightcall is pulled off the apron by Azul! Chaos ensues as Azul and the champ come to blows, allowing Sharpe to continue enacting a measure of revenge on Dunham with a series of knee and elbow strikes before tagging Candy in. The tag does offer Davey an opening as he charges at Candy, hitting some punches as the brawl between Nightcall and Azul only gets worse with the champ chasing the up and comer to the back. Dunham is distracted by this, which allows Candy a chance to bounce back with a flurry of offense that culminates in a sitout jawbreaker! CCR!
Aiello: Candy Cavity Removal! Dunham looks out of it after that!
Sydney: But it doesn't look like 3C is done yet, not with what Dunham put them through!
Candy makes the tag to Sharpe, who yells at Dunham as the Brawl star gets back to his feet once more. Jordan doesn't give him much space before sending Dunham back down into the canvas with the full nelson facebuster! SHARPEKNIFE CONNECTS! JORDAN WITH THE COVER!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winners, via pinfall... JORDAN SHARPE AND CANDY, 3C!
The ref raises 3C's arms in victory as we cut back to commentary
Watson: This has been a bit of an odd match to say the least, especially given El Gran Azul's random involvement, but in the end 3C has been able to get a bit of revenge on Davey Dunham from recent weeks.
Bennett: Nightcall ain't gonna be happy to realize what's gone down, that's for sure!
Aiello: Agreed, and now that the Invasion Series is over for tonight I do wanna thank Watson and Sidney for having us here on commentary! Up next we have...wait a second...
We see that while Davey has finally left the ring, 3C has not... Candy and Jordan are still catching their breath as she gets a microphone. As Jordan joins her in the center of the ring, they both end up talking into it.
JFS: Lemme guess, you wanna give a victory speech?
Candy: Not exactly.
JFS: Well, what then?
Candy: How about a goodbye one?
JFS: WHAT THE F…
Before Jordan can finish that statement, Candy moves the mic away from him.
Candy: No need for that. Look, I have been on Paramount for a while now. If I really want that Undisputed Championship back, then It's time for me to move on.
She shrugs.
Candy: Besides, I already know Paramount is in good hands. You and Robbie are here to hold the fort down... So I’m going to head to Brawl and do what needs to be done to get myself one step closer to the Undisputed Championship. But before I go, I want to thank Chris Brock for all the opportunities here. He’s been doing such a great job with the orange brand since he’s got here and I don’t see that changing anytime soon!
Despite the quietness with Candy’s news, there’s still a generous amount of clapping for the Paramount GM.
Candy: I’m sure he’s got something sweet lined up for y’all even without me being here. However, there’s no need to get too sad over my departure. Because I’ll be sure to drop in from time to time with the rest of my Crew.
Candy holds up the 3 finger salute. JFS follows suit as the two 3C Members go back to celebrating their victory as Paramount heads into the next commercial break.
IMPROMPTU SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
El Gran Azul
VS Nightcall
Back from commercial, we return to ringside where we find that Nightcall has returned to the ring, the FX Broadcast Champion looking rather frustrated as we cut to commentary.
Watson: Welcome back, folks! In just a moment we'll be going to our main event North American Championship match, but after the chaos that broke out during the last match it seems that Nightcall wants some revenge tonight!
Sure enough, the champion requests a microphone from ringside.
Nightcall: Alright, Azul! I know what this is about, I get it...you're mad about what I had to say weeks ago. If you're really gonna hold that against me, then we can get wild tonight, absolutely gonzo man! Come out here if you think you can handle it!
Nightcall drops the mic, taunting Azul to come out when he gets blindsided from behind by the masked luchador!
Aiello: And there you have it, folks! It looks like we have an impromptu match to settle the score!
The two begin brawling as the ref calls for the bell to start this match!
DING DING DING
Despite the early offense by the luchador, the champion manages to take control as he lays into Azul with some hard kicks and punches, showing he's got plenty of energy due to being kept out of the tag match moments ago. This turns into just a bit of showboating as Nightcall really starts to feel the confidence flowing through him as he goes to the ropes, launching himself off to connect with the Palm Springs!
Azul is wobbly but not quite down and out, which Nightcall resolves in quick fashion with the California Buzzed Saw Kick! That looks to do the trick as Nightcall makes the cover! ONE! TWO! THREE!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... NIGHTCALL!
The ref raises Nightcall's arm in victory as we cut to commentary.
Aiello: And there we go, Nightcall gets a measure of revenge on Azul!
Sydney: I'm still trying to understand what Azul was even doing out here tonight...wait a minute...
After a moment, we see Azul back up to his feet...but instead of going after the champ again, Azul simply lets out a heavy sigh, pulling off his mask to reveal...Timothy Kahrs!? The assistant GM to Brawl drops the mask to the canvas before leaving the ring, Nightcall following close behind in a search for answers as we cut back to commentary once more.
Watson: Folks, I'm really not sure what we just witnessed but I do know that we've now wrapped up the Invasion Series part of the night, with Paramount just edging out Brawl in the win-loss column tonight! We wanna thank Joe Aiello and Steve Bennett for joining us tonight, but up NEXT is our main event as Robbie Rayder defends the North American Championship against Marcu$ $t. John!
We see Starr enter the ring once more as we get ready for our main event!
SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
Marcu$ $t. John
VS Robbie Rayder
We return to ringside where Watson and Sydney stand at ringside.
Watson: An amazing night here in Vegas so far, but now, Cid, it's time for the Main Event, and I for one, have been looking forward to this match between two very evenly matched competitors.
Sydney: These two are no strangers to each other as they met just 2 months ago, with the Challenger getting what I thought then, and what I still consider now to be, a big upset of the Champion. The question is can the Challenger make lightning strike twice, or will the Champion etch his name into immortality with an unpresidented fourth successful defense of the North American Championship? The Time for talk is over, Tim. As they say at the poker table, Shuffle Up and Deal!
Watson: With that, let's head to the ring and Isabella Starr!!
Starr: The following match is the Main Event of the Evening and is for the EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP!!!! Joining us first, from Silicon Valleym California, weighing in at 220 pounds ... ' THE YOUNG MOGUL' MARCU$ $T. JOHN!!!
"Fast Lane" blasts through the arena by Bad Meets Evil. A Maybach drives up through the entrance ramp. A chauffeur gets out of the vehicle and opens the back door. Marcu$ $t. John gets out on the entrance stage and money starts falling down from the sky with his face on 100 dollar bills as green laser lights illuminate the arena. As the money shower stops, Marcu$ walks down the ramp with a smug look on his face.
He stops right before he gets to the ring and basks in the boos that he is getting from the crowd and waves his hands around as to tell them to keep it going and get louder. He jumps up on the apron and wipes his feet before he enters the ring and poses in the middle of the ring as a light shines a hundred dollar bill in the center of the ring with his face on it.
Pyros hits as "Fast Lane" by Bad Meets Evil ends.
Starr: And his opponent, from Alamo, California, weighing in at 225 pounds, He is the EWC North American Champion, 'THE DREADNOUGHT' ROBBIE 'AIRE' RAYDER!!!
'Fear' begins to play throughout the arena. The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance, then the song abruptly ends.
Sydney: What is going on here?!?!
'Pyro lights up the entrance and burns off the fog as 'Invincible' by Adelita's Way plays.
The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long white and red tights with red boots, walks out through the pyro 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 title around his waist.
Watson: It's a New Look and New Theme for the Champion, but will it be enough to keep the Title or will we have a new Champion at the end of the night?
DING DING DING
The bell rings as Rayder ties up collar and elbow with M$J. Rayder whips M$J into the ropes. M$J tries a shoulder block but Rayder doesn’t move. M$J goes to the ropes again and tries a shoulder block. Rayder knocks him down to the mat with a side kick. M$J gets up with a smile on his face and slaps Rayder across the chest. M$J points at the ropes. Rayder slaps M$J across the face then smirks and runs into the ropes. Rayder comes off the ropes and shoulder blocks M$J down. M$J kips up to his feet. Rayder comes off the ropes again. M$J leap frogs, and Rayder bounces back off and M$J hits a dropkick right to the jaw. Both men get to their feet quickly. M$J jumps up and catches Rayder with a Victory Roll. Matt Mercer makes a count.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout.
Rayder gets up slowly, M$J goes to the ropes and hits Rayder with an Asai DDT. M$J makes another quick cover. Matt Mercer makes a count.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout.
M$J picks up Rayder and slams his head into the turnbuckle. He whips Rayder cross corner. M$J follows in with a stinger splash, but Rayder moves out of the way. M$J hits chest first and stumbles back. Rayder goes behind and hits a release German suplex, sending M$J across the ring. M$J rolls all the way out, trying to catch his breath. Rayder runs towards M$J, grabs the top rope for a pescado but M$J falls to the floor. Rayder hangs onto the top rope and skins the cat back into the ring. M$J gets up and looks around, then looks back into the ring. Rayder puts a finger to his lips and smiles.
Watson: Just as we expected, two evenly matched men who seemingly know what the other's going to do.
Sydney: Will the Ego of M$J take over or will Robbie continue to stay focused on the prize? The first mistake for either could be costly.
Mercer backs Rayder up towards the center of the ring as M$J slowly walks up the steps to the apron. Rayder waits as M$J starts to climb in, but then ducks his head under the top rope as Rayder approaches. Mercer gets in between the two and M$J sticks a thumb in the eye of Rayder behind Mercer’s back. M$J grabs Rayder and pushes him into the turnbuckle. M$J lands a knife edge chop that echoes throughout the arena.
Watson: JESUS!!!!
M$J lands another chop then smiles, but his smile fades quickly as Rayder turns him into the corner and lands three open handed chops to the chest. M$J grabs his chest and tries to get away but Rayder whips M$J into the far turnbuckle. Rayder charges in and goes for a spear but M$J moves out of the way and hits his shoulder on the steel post.
Sydney: And that could be the mistake M$J needs!
M$J grabs Rayder and throws him shoulder-first into the turnbuckle. Rayder grabs at the shoulder in pain. M$J lays in kick after kick to the bad shoulder of Rayder. He picks up Rayder and runs him again shoulder first into the turnbuckle. M$J wraps the arm around the top rope then puts his foot on the second rope, trying to dislocate the shoulder. Matt Mercer makes a count.
1...
2...
3...
4...
M$J lets go and blows a kiss to someone in the front row as the crowd boos loudly. M$J then steps through the ropes as Rayder’s arm hangs limp over the top rope. M$J grabs the wrist and falls off the apron. Rayder’s arm drops across the top rope and Rayder falls back into the ring, holding the shoulder. M$J crawls in quickly goes for a sloppy cover. Matt Mercer makes a count.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout by Rayder.
M$J picks up Rayder and drops him back to the mat with a Wing Clipper. M$J makes a weak cover. Matt Mercer makes a count.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout by Rayder.
M$J locks in an armbar on the bad shoulder of Rayder. Rayder tries to get to his feet and break free as M$J wrings the arm once more. Rayder gets up to his feet but M$J locks in the arm trap. He pushes Rayder back towards the ropes then whips him across the ring. Rayder comes off the near ropes and M$J misses a clothesline but heads to the near ropes. Rayder comes back off the far ropes and M$J puts him to the mat with a power slam.
M$J gets to his feet and stands over Rayder, taunting him by wiping his hands together. He looks over at the same fan from earlier and blows a kiss to her then reaches down to Rayder, grabbing a handful of hair. Rayder catches M$J with a small package.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout by M$J
Watson: Marcu$ $t. John has been on the offensive most of the match, but nearly slipped up and lost it by a kiss.
Sydney: He needs to quit worrying about the admirers and win that title.
Both men get to their feet and trade right hands. M$J hits a kick to the gut then whips Rayder into the ropes. He ducks his head for a backdrop but Rayder hits a front kick, stunning M$J. He then hits the Shock and Awe, a Spin Kick, Super Kick and Sick Kick, sending M$J into the turnbuckle with the last kick. Rayder holds his shoulder for a second as he starts towards M$J. He climbs up onto the second rope, standing over M$J. He looks out at the crowd then lands a series of right hands. Mercer calls for a break but M$J hits Rayder low. Rayder leans forward in pain and grimaces as M$J tries to shake the cobwebs. M$J looks up, moves his hands around and sets Robbie for a Running Powerbomb.
Watson: Robbie's basically a one armed wrestler and that may negate two of his biggest weapons as this match goes on!
Sydney: And M$J is looking to Destroy the Champion with his own Star Destroyer!
M$J runs with Rayder on his shoulders and looks for the Star Destroyer. Rayder reverses it and hits a hurricanrana, sending M$J upside down into the turnbuckle!! Rayder gets to a knee and sees M$J against the corner. He rolls to the outside and grabs M$J's left ankle. M$J shakes his head as Rayder slams the left knee into the turnbuckle post. M$J tries to kick at Rayder but Rayder slams the leg against the post again!
Watson: And Robbie just evened the playing field. He's got one arm. Marcu$ now only has one leg.
Sydney: Can either of them do enough to take out the other now?
M$J drags himself away from the corner as Rayder rolls back into the ring. M$J begs off as Rayder slowly stalks him. Rayder reaches down for M$J and pulls him up to his feet. M$J limps badly as Rayder pushes him towards the corner. Rayder lands an open hand chop that echoes throughout the arena. Rayder goes to whip M$J but M$J counters with an armringer then a modified Eat Defeat, driving the foot into the shoulder instead of the chin. M$J grimaces in pain as he used the bad leg to make the impact. He rolls Rayder over for a Fujiawa Armbar but Rayder reverses it and tries to lock in the Blackout. Rayder can't connect the cross-face with the bad shoulder and M$J makes the ropes. Mercer calls for the break.
Watson: Both men tried to end it there but neither could get close because of their injuries.
Sydney: Someone's going to have to gut this out to win this match. Neither are going to give it away!
Rayder shakes his arm as he releases the hold. M$J rolls to the apron then to the floor as Rayder gets up to his feet. Rayder looks over at M$J then sizes things up. He runs to the far ropes then charges at M$J. He goes for a suicide dive asM$J gets to his feet. M$J uses the momentum of Rayder and tosses him into the third row of fans at ringside.
Watson: Rayder just got YEETed into the fans by $t John!!!
M$J climbs over the railing and drags the lifeless body of Rayder across the ringside area, rolling him into the ring. M$J rolls in behind him and pulls himself up to his feet, using the ropes to lean against. Rayder holds his shoulder and neck as he tries to orient himself. M$J comes up from behind and locks in the Million Dollar Dream!
Sydney: He's got the champ locked in!
Rayder grabs at the arm of M$J as M$J tries to keep him in the center of the ring. Rayder starts to fade but he keeps moving around the ring, dragging M$J around with him, since his knee won't let him stand his ground. Rayder reaches out for the ropes then moves towards the turnbuckle. Rayder walks up the turnbuckle then flips over M$J, pinning his shoulders to the mat.
ONE...
TWO...
kickout by M$J as he lets go of the Million Dollar Dream.
M$J looks at Mercer with 3 fingers held up as Rayder gasps for breath. M$J gets to his feet, the adrenaline starting to kick in. M$J grabs Rayder by the hair and goes for a Death Valley Driver but his knee buckles and Rayder lands behind M$J. He goes for a Blitzkrieg Deadlift German Suplex but his shoulder can't contain M$J as he backflips over Rayder. M$J lands on his feet, grabs Rayder and hits Bankrupt! The crowd pops as M$J holds his knee after the move!
Watson: Marcu$ St John just hit Bankrupt!
Sydney: But he can't follow up!
Slowly M$J drags himself over and drapes an arm over the lifeless Rayder for a cover. Mercer slides in for the cover.
ONE...
TWO...
Foot on the ropes by Rayder and the crowd cheers.
M$J looks over at Rayder's foot and simply rolls off to the side. He pulls himself up to this feet using the ropes as Rayder slowly rolls to the apron. M$J limps over towards Rayder, who grabs the second rope then then top rope, willing himself to get up to his feet. M$J lands a straight right hand on Rayder then sets for a suplex from the outside in. M$J puts his left foot, with the bad knee, on the second rope for extra leverage. Rayder jumps straight up as M$J lifts and hits a knee underneath the chin of M$J. M$J falls backwards to the mat, letting go of Rayder at the same time. Rayder looks down at M$J then up at the turnbuckle. He climbs up the turnbuckle, sets his feet and hits the Aire Rayde v1 450 Corkscrew plancha on M$J! Rayder goes for a cover.
ONE...
TWO...
Foot on the ropes by M$J and the crowd groans. Rayder looks at Mercer and shakes his head.
Watson: Aire Rayder hit the Aire Rayder but the Young Mogul is still in this match
Sydney: This isn't just a match, this has been a war!
Both men slowly get to their feet. They trade right hands and chops, each one with a little more power than the last one. M$J rakes the eyes and whips Rayder into the ropes. M$J goes for a lariat but Rayder ducks underneath and heads for the far ropes. M$J tries another lariat on the way back but Rayder gains more momentum. He comes off the near ropes again and hits a glancing leg lariat on M$J. Rayder picks up M$J and sets for the Star Destroyer. He lifts him up but doesn't have a good grip and M$J flips over his back. M$J hits a mule kick low on Rayder to a groan from the crowd. M$J turns and picks up Rayder. His knee holds and he drops Rayder with Bread and Butter, driving Rayder's neck and shoulder into the mat.
Watson: The Champ is down!!!
M$J drapes an arm across the fallen Rayder as Mercer makes a count.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via Pin fall AND NEW, NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, MARCU$ $T JOHN!!!!
The crowd is standing as Mercer places the North American Title on the waist of the downed M$J. He places his hand on the title as Mercer holds his hand up and checks on Rayder. M$J slowly sits up and looks around as the crowd boos. He looks over at Rayder then stumbles to his feet. He leans against the turnbuckle as he places the Championship around his waist and blows a kiss to the fans. Mercer checks on Rayder, who slowly sits up.
Watson: MY GOD WHAT A MATCH!!! These two left it all in the ring. They both had to pull out all the stops and them some but in the end, we have a new North American Champion
Sydney: Marcu$ $t John said that he was a Top Star in the EWC. He just proved it by winning the North American Championship. But don't cry for Robbie Rayder. He did what few have done and it took one of the best efforts from Marcu$ $t. John to finish of the Dreadnought and I don't think either will be the same after this.
‘Stranglehold’ plays out inside the T-Mobile Arena as Bobby, Jimmy and Bunny walk out onto the stage clapping their hands for Robbie and Marcu$ $t. John and encourage the fans to do the same and show their appreciation for the match they just witnessed. The fans raise to their feet and give the two a standing ovation as the two men look on. Bobby pulls out a microphone, as does Jimmy and Bunny
Rose: What an incredible match the two of you put on here tonight in the Main Event of Paramount #009…
Lane: Really amazing work you two…
Love: It’s matches like this that makes people stand up and recognize just how good Paramount is and can be here in the EWC…
Rose: We thought about coming to you both before this match but we didn’t want to distract you two from tonight’s match…
Lane: We understand the importance of getting your mind and body right before a championship match so we decided to give you two your space until this match was over to approach you both…
Love: And seeing as you are both here in this ring we thought what better time to make the offer then right here and now before the show goes off the air.
Rose: The two of you are the very embodiment of what Paramount is all about, Robbie you have a fixture here in Paramount since day one, you represent what this brand is all about, you came from Rampage to the FSW where you won the FSW Championship, represented FSW in the Insanity Cage and fought like hell for the respect you deserved as a ‘main brand star’...
Lane: Since day one here in Paramount you have been one of their main attractions, their champions and you have carried around that North American Championship with honor and grace…
Love: We knew no matter the outcome of this match that we wanted you Robbie Rayder on Team Paramount for the Brand Warfare match at Parabellum…
Bobby, Jimmy and Bunny all once again clap for Robbie Rayder and the fans join in
Rose: And the same goes for you Marcu$, you are the embodiment of everything Paramount hopes to become, you are one of their rising stars, someone that will take the reins of this brand and move it into the future…
Lane: We have watched you grow into the star that stands before us right now, a man that was part of the winning Paramount team at StrangleMania...you’ve already had success beating those other brands this season…
Love: That’s why we knew we wanted you to be a part of this team Marcu$, we have watched you this season hold your own not only here on Paramount but you had a MVP performance on Brawl already this season…
Rose: You have shown there is no stage too big for Marcu$ $t. John to shine on so we are asking you one more time, be that star we need and be a part of Team Paramount…
Lane: We get it, you two just went to war out there tonight for the North American Championship and right now the two of you would probably want 5 more mins at each other than to join up for a team match but boys this is about Paramount…
Love: This match is bigger than your feud or desire to kill one another and we are asking you to put that aside for the moment for the greater good…
Rose: We want you both on Team Paramount and are asking you if you can bury the hatchet for the time being to help Paramount beat Brawl, beat Rampage...beat Prime and show the wrestling world that PARAMOUNT is the top brand here in the EWC…
Lane: So what’s it going to be guys...can you come together and both be a part of Team Paramount…
Love: Can you help us win Brand Warfare?
At ringside Isabella Starr quickly grabs two microphones and climbs into the ring and hands one to each man. Marcu$ $t. John grabs the microphone from Isabella and looks up to the stage at Bunny Love, Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane. Without saying anything he turns his attention towards Robbie Rayder. He adjusts the title on his shoulder and then speaks into the microphone.
$t. John: Let me get this straight. You want me to team up with him to represent Paramount? Are you joking? As Paramount’s North American Champion, you damn right I accept being on Team Paramount for Parabellum. I just went to war with this man across the ring from me and while we may not see eye to eye on many things, we both want to represent Paramount our own way to the best of our abilities. But you said one thing wrong, you talked about the future. I’m not the future, I’m the present and that spells bad news for Brawl, Prime, and Rampage.
M$J holds the title above his head to celebrate his hard-fought victory and extends his hand out for Robbie to shake. Robbie sits against the turnbuckle, rubbing his injured shoulder.
Rayder: The two of us just went through Hell, and now you want me to team with the guy?
Robbie walks over to Marcu$.
Rayder: I don't like you. But you teamed with Candy to defend Paramount. Now, it's our turn to do what's Best for the Brand.
Robbie shakes his hand and nods towards the others.
Watson: And there you have it, Team Paramount is set for Brand Warfare at Parabellum, El Pablo, Killjoy Ito, Jordan Sharpe, Robbie Rayder and North American Champion Marcu$ $t. John!!!
Sydney: You have to LOVE our chances...did you see what I did there?
Before Watson has a chance to respond, however...
In the backstage area, Candy and Gabi Vee are watching the monitor when they hear a voice coming from behind them. Cameras quickly pan to show a wrestle-fatigued Stephanie Matsuda with a towel over her shoulders, a still very discontent Jack Severn, and the voice himself King Flip.
King Flip: Just the lady I was looking for! How the hell are you?
Jack Severn: This isn't going to work!
Severn continues his disagreement with his manager. As they turn, Candy and Gabi see King Flip standing there flanked by Stephanie Matsuda and Jack Severn. At the sight of Matsuda, Gabi steps forward but Candy puts a hand out to keep her from getting any further while eyeing Flip. Matsuda smirks.
Candy: What do you want?
Flip feigns an exhausted sigh.
King Flip: What an unintentionally loaded question, new roster member. Not very friendly, BUT! As I said, you’re just the woman I’ve been looking for. And it’s not about what I want… it’s about what Team BRAWL needs. And what it needs is another one of the company’s top female athletes. What say you, ‘what do you want’?
There is a moment of silence among the superstars, but the fans watching live are beginning to get louder in their jubilation. Matsuda and Severn both look at Flip like his brain just started leaking out of his ear. Gabi speaks up.
Gabi: You can’t be seriously considering this?
She questions while looking at Candy.
Candy: Welllllllllll... what kind of roster member would I be if I didn’t help represent my new brand at Parabellum?
Gabi seems to be considering her question as the packed crowd goes ballistic.
Gabi: If you’re in, I’m in.
Candy: You are?
King Flip: You are?
Jack Severn: You are?
Gabi: I'm in.
King Flip: Funny how nobody was asking you.
Gabi rolls her eyes as the fans boo, but she otherwise ignores Flip’s comment as she addresses Candy. Flip looks out to the walls with a smile and a thumbs up to the fans.
Gabi: Someone has to look out for you. And it’s not like I trust any of these people to do it!
Candy can understand where her 3C buddy was coming from. It’s not like she trusted any of these people either. After giving it some more thought, Candy looks over at Flip.
Candy: Package deal... or not at all.
King Flip smiles as he shakes Candy's hand, then Gabi's to follow as the jam-packed arena loses it once again.
Jack Severn: Well now I have to see how this ends.
King Flip: AND WITH THAT... ladies and gentleman, just as I said at the top of the night. Sweat on my brow. I said something very simple. I WILL find the greatest superstars I can assemble and, well, look around. Five competitors with Extreme Wrestling tag team experience, some more extensive than others. Four former Extreme Wrestling champions. Two CURRENT tag teams. Two FURIOUS women who JUST BEAT your Undisputed Champion. And let us not forget, of course... Jack Severn's confidence.
Severn nods, agreeing with Flip for the first time of the night.
King Flip: And while our three competitors look for that discrepancy, I mean, Visconty already said it. She can't TRUST me. Hell, she can't TRUST the woman with the towel over her shoulders, either, but I didn't ask them to join Team BRAWL so that we could all sing kumbaya and make s'mores. I asked Jack... Stephanie... and Candy... to which Gabrielle asserted herself... because I know ONE thing about each and every one of them. That when it comes to someone who will go out to Parabellum and FUCKING EMBARRASS the competition the way that they think they can besmirch our brand? I needn't look further.
Flip takes a moment to make note of each of the four standing around him in the hallway. Some grimaces, some smiles, but all in all in agreement with the message.
King Flip: At Parabellum, BRAWL reminds you why it has ALWAYS BEEN the flagship. JULY THE TWENTY-SIXTH! SEE YOU VERY SOON.
The leader of Team BRAWL closes with a smile as he shakes each of their hands one last time as the credits roll.
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
The Mad King
TheSouthernExpress
"La Belicista" Isabella & PARAMOUNT
Antoni Malietoa & Jake Lumas
Jake Lumas & PARAMOUNT
TheSouthernExpress & EPFTW!
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: The Mad King
MATCH TWO
WRITER: The Mad King & PARAMOUNT
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Stitches
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: PARAMOUNT
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Jake Lumas
MATCH SIX
WRITER: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
MATCH SEVEN
WRITER: MNB
MATCH EIGHT
WRITER: MNB
MATCH NINE
WRITER: MNB
MATCH TEN| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Robbie Rayder
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
King Flip Vs Mercenary
WINNER: King Flip
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
NON-TITLE MATCH
Stitches X Nevaeh Vs The Southern Express
WINNERS: The Southern Express
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SINGLES MATCH
Hazel Overton Vs Isabella
WINNERS: Isabella
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Damage, Inc. Vs Emma Louise & Adriana Aquilla(PINNED)
WINNERS: Damage, Inc.
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Antoni Malietoa & Jake Lumas Vs Jason Hunter(PINNED) & Gabriel Ohio
WINNERS: Antoni Malietoa & Jake Lumas
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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Xavier Reid Vs David Miller
WINNERS: David Miller
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SINGLES MATCH
Stephanie Matsuda Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNERS: Killjoy Ito
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Davey Dunham & Nightcall Vs 3C (Candy & JFS)
WINNERS: 3C (Candy & JFS)
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SINGLES MATCH
El Gran Azul Vs Nightcall
WINNER: Nightcall
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SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
Marcu$ $t. John Vs Robbie Rayder
WINNERS: And NEW EWC North American Champion: Marcu$ $t. John
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: David Miller & The team of Antoni Malietoa & Jake Lumas
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Xavier Reid Vs David Miller
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SERIES TOTALS:
BRAWL: 2.5*
PARAMOUNT: 4.5*
PARAMOUNT WRESTLING HAS WON THE 2021 INVASION OF MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
*Brawl and Paramount are each given .5 for the team win of Antoni Malietoa and Jake Lumas
© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2021
