PARAMOUNT WRESTLING #012 MONTERREY
Oct 6, 2021 17:04:06 GMT -6
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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 Arena Monterrey 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 Monterrey 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.
** There's a YOUNGBLOOD on the rise! **
EPISODE #012
EPISODE #012
October 6TH, 2021
LIVE! from the Arena Monterrey- Monterrey, MexicoWARNING: 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 Arena Monterrey!
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 Arena Monterrey 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 Monterrey 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, Adriana Aquilla, Nevaeh, Killjoy Ito, James Keaton, Isabella, Jason Hunter, Bathsheba, and JFS. Then, the camera cuts to a series of shots of the Paramount Wrestling champions; El Pablo with the X-Division Championship, The Southern Express & Bunny Love with the Tag Team Championships, and then finally David Miller with 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 Arena Monterrey with them here tonight. The Paramount Wrestling fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:
"KILLJOY'S GONNA KILL IT AT WRESTLEFEST!!!"
"THE RAINBOWLUTION IS NOW BATHED IN GOLD!"
"DAVID MILLER HAS FINALLY CLIMBED THE MOUNTAIN!!!"
"AIN'T NO REST FOR THE WICKED. MONEY DON'T GROW ON TREES. "
"LO DOVINO WILL FLY HIGH TONIGHT!!!"
"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: Viva La Mexico! Welcome to beautiful Monterrey Arena! We are LIVE! on the CW network. It is Wednesday night and that means it is time for the Pinnacle of EWC... PARAMOUNT WRESTLING!!! I am Tim Watson, with me as always is Cid Sydney. Cid, how the heck are you sir?!
Sydney: It's great to be back with another episode of Paramount Wrestling! We have an ENOURMOUSLY intense card lined up for you tonight. Two new Paramount stars face off in Tenjistsu takes on Liz Idol! Then we have a BRUTAL fatal fourway match as Bathsheba, Tane Sua, The NEW North American champion David Miller
Watson: and the NEW X-Division Champion El Pablo will go at it! Then we have an X-Division rules match as Isabella takes on Nevaeh, a tag team showcase pitting the Halo Syndicate against the EWC Tag Team champions The Southern Express.
Sydney: The EWC Undisputed champion is in the house as well as he will be taking on FORMER North American Champion Marcu$ $t. John, who remember folks pinned and eliminated Ace King from the brand warfare match at Parabellum.
Watson: Then in our Main Event we will see a changing of the guard so to speak, as a NEW CW Broadcast Champion WILL be crowned tonight when Adriana Aquilla takes on James Keaton!!
Sydney: This is going to be one of the biggest episodes of Paramount yet! Stay tu-
All of a sudden the lights inside Arena Monterrey cut leaving the arena in the dark
Watson: Well we seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties…
Sydney: This is Mexico Tim, the entire country is one big technical difficulty and I’m telling you, if their power grid went out Monterrey won’t have power until 2022…
Watson: Cid, how about showing a little class here, we have no idea what has happened...for all we know there could have been an earthquake…
Sydney: And if there was an earthquake then I’d ask God, ‘God, why in the hell did you save this shithole we call Monterrey…’
Watson: That is not at all funny or appropriate Cid, Monterrey is a lovely town…
Sydney: If you like rats and cheap hookers Tim…
But Cid is cut off as the lights pop back on and the sold out crowd cheers as none other than ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love is standing in the middle of the ring with a huge smile on his face
Sydney: And speaking of cheap hookers Tim…
Watson: Please ignore my lesser half here tonight...because in the ring is the manager of the Paramount star that won…
Sydney: Co-Won…
Watson: Co-Won the Rumble last week down in Melbourne, Australia along with Melody Malone and Moxie of Rampage and will go on to Main Event the Final Night of WrestleFest as the three will challenge the Undisputed Champion for the biggest prize in all of the EWC…
Sydney: Killjoy Ito had been so close the last two years so maybe next year he can win it outright right Tim…
Watson: I’m not going to rain on this parade Cid, for the second straight year a member of Paramount won the Rumble and I’m being told Buddy is here tonight to celebrate Killjoy’s milestone win so let’s send it up to the man of the moment Buddy Love!!!
Buddy, who is still smiling looks around and finds the camera
The crowd cheers as he laughs
Love: I hate being the guy that said ‘I told you so’ but...I TOLD YOU SO!!!
Buddy jumps up and down all excited
Love: I told you Killjoy would win the Rumble and that’s just what he did last week, I know...everyone is going to say ‘but Buddy, he won the Rumble with Melody and Moxie’, that it wasn’t a ‘clean’ win but I’m not going to let you pee in my Cap’n Crunch...Crunch Berries...nobody pooh-poohed when Xplode and Jay Cee ‘co-won’ the Rumble back in 2013 so I’m not going to allow it here tonight, because tonight, right here in Monterrey, Mexico at Paramount #012 is the OFFICIAL KILLJOY ITO APPRECIATION NIGHT and trust me, Mr. Brock spared no expense...well, truthfully he said, ‘Buddy, let’s celebrate Killjoy’s win and I’d like you to head that celebration’ so I guess I spared no expense on Paramount’s behalf…
Sydney: Chris Brock trusted that buffoon with the company credit card?
Watson: Come on Cid, how bad could it be?
Love: So without further ado, let’s kick off the Killjoy Ito Appreciation Night and to help me do so, please welcome a man that all combat sports fan will recognize, he was so welcome to board a flight...well private plane that is from Las Vegas and fly all the way here to Mexico for only double his normal appearance fee...please give a warm Paramount welcome to the one...the only...BRUCE BUFFER!!!!
The crowd pops as Bruce Buffer climbs up the steps and steps into the ring
Sydney: A private plane, double his normal appearance fee...you were saying Tim
Watson: I’m sure Buddy got this all approved with Mr. Brock beforehand... right?
Sydney: Sure…
Bruce shakes hands with Buddy, who hands him a microphone
Buffer: IT’SSSSSSSS TIMMMMMMEEEEEEE!!!!!
Buffer: FIGHTING out of the Paramount Brand, a Strong Style Fighter, holding a professional record of…
Love: WAIT!!!!! Let’s only concern ourselves with his season record shall we…
Buddy hands Bruce an updated card
Buffer: Holding a Season 22 record of 12 wins with just 6 questionable and contested defeats…
Buddy nods at that last point
Buffer: He stands 6 feet 2 inches tall, weigh in at 235 pounds….FIGHTING OUT OF DALY CITY, CALIFORNIA...He is a TWO TIME X-Division Champion, a TWO TIME TV Champion, a INDY Champion, the FIRST PRIME G1 WINNER and NOW...a EWC RUMBLE WINNER...THE ACE OF PARAMOUNT….KILLLLJJJOOOYYYY ITTTOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
An insane amount of pyro goes off inside Arena Monterrey
Sydney: HOLY CRAP, pyro...he bought pyro…
Watson: Well at least he didn’t fly in One Ok…
But before Tim Watson can finish Takahiro Moriuchi of One Ok Rock walks out onto the stage along with the rest of the band as they start to play ‘Deeper Deeper’
From the back Killjoy, wearing his glow in the dark robe, can be seen walking up the ramp
The fans pop as Killjoy walks out onto the stage and holds his arms out
Watson: Nobody can deny that this man has made an impact since the first night he stepped into Paramount, he was one of the reasons we went from the FSW to Paramount…
Sydney: Beating Ace King and bringing the X-Division Championship here was a huge moment and he’s delivered time and time again for Chris Brock…
Killjoy marches to the ring as Buddy claps his hands together. He steps through the ropes and heads to the corner where he climbs up to the second rope and looks out over the crowd, soaking it all in
Watson: He deserves this moment…
Sydney: Not even I can deny that Tim…
Killjoy jumps down and walks over to Buddy who smiles and points at Killjoy as the crowd continues to cheer Killjoy Ito…
Love: The man that secured the Main Event of WrestleFest once again for Paramount...and I know, people laughed at me...said ‘no way is Killjoy winning the Rumble Buddy’, said ‘if it’s going to be someone from Paramount it will be Jordan or David…’ but it wasn’t them, it was Killjoy, like I said it would be…
This gets a little heat from the crowd
Love: Listen, Jordan and David are fine wrestlers but the Rumble brings out the very best in Killjoy, he’s never finished out of the Top Ten in the Rumble, not once...he was and will always be Paramount’s biggest threat come Rumble season...that’s just fact!!!
Buddy nods at Killjoy who looks proud of himself
Love: And he’s the Paramount's best chance to bring the EWC Undisputed Championship back to Wednesday Nights…
Buddy nods
Love: And I know, David Miller is now the NEW North American Champion and Jordan is walking around here saying ‘I am Paramount’ but the fact is neither of them booked the Main Event at WrestleFest...they both couldn’t get it done but Killjoy did...he succeeded where they failed...see Killjoy didn’t just jump on board once Paramount was the ‘cool brand’ or when he showed he couldn’t cut it on Brawl or Rampage no...he was one of the people that made it the cool brand...he was one of the people that opened the eyes of the board members in the EWC and made them see that the FSW wasn’t ‘developmental’ anymore but was in fact a third brand, one that could compete with Brawl and Rampage...he was the one that went to last year’s Rumble and BEAT ACE KING...beat him in the center of the ring even though he was considered ‘a future star’...David Miller didn’t do that...Jordan Sharpe didn’t do that...KILLJOY ITO DID THAT...and yet they want to walk around this place as if THEY are the star, sorry nope…
Buddy shakes his head no
Love: Killjoy is and always will be The ACE of Paramount and come WrestleFest he will become the ACE of the EWC so I want you all to sit back and enjoy the next two and half months because our march to WrestleFest will be unlike ANYTHING you have ever seen before!!!
Buddy points to Bruce Buffer and One Ok Rock
Love: And understand that this man right here…
Buddy points at Killjoy
Love: Is the most important member of Paramount’s Roster...everybody and everything else is secondary to this man and his quest for the EWC Undisputed Championship!!! So, strap a rocket to his back, light the fuse and get the heck out of the way because Killjoy is rocketing straight to the top...and there is NOBODY here in Paramount that can stop him…
Buddy looks into the camera and smirks as One Ok Rock starts to play ‘Deeper Deepper’ once again
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SINGLES MATCH
Tenjitsu
VS Liz Idol
Watson: Our opening contest is a match between two relative newcomers to the Orange Brand. The masked superstar Tenjitsu and the former child star turned pro wrestler, Liz Idol. Both of these talents have a strong desire to prove that they have what it takes to become the next big name to come out of the Paramount roster. This is a big chance to prove their worth.
Starr: The following match is one fall to a finish. Joining us first from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Standing 6 feet tall and weighing in at 203 pounds ... TENJITSU!
Dark Dubstep by Kathedral plays as the masked brawler stalks his way to the ring.
Starr: And his opponent, from Hollywood California, weighing in at 130 pounds ... The Idol-Lizer: LIZ IDOL!
Little Girl by Death From Above 1979 hits on the PA. Liz Idol clumsily slides out of the curtain. She waves to the crowd as if she were the queen or some kind of royalty. She isn't. Struts her way down to the ring touching some of the entrance way fans who bother to reach out. Slides in the ring does a NIXON fingers like peace pose as she stands on the middle turnbuckle rope. She gets down and waits for the match to start.
DING DING DING
Idol backs away as Tenjitsu advances on her. She puts up her palm with attitude, bringing him to a halt as she plays to the crowd. He watches her with an angry stare, indulging her ego for a second before putting her in check with a hard chop to the chest. In a rage Liz comes back at him with a wild back fist that Tenjitsu ducks and answers with several more chops before grabbing hold of her arm and shooting her into the ropes and hitting her with a Flying Spinning Heel kick on the rebound. Idol hits the mat hard and Tenjitsu wastes no time in following this big strike up with a Standing 450 Splash. He hooks the leg for the pin:
ONE
TWO
TH- Kickout
Watson: Tenjistsu impressing early in this one here. That standing 450 splash was VERY impressive.
Sydney: Liz Idol is being smart there though. She knows that she has to slow this match down, so those strategic distractions are effective.
Tenjitsu stands up and attempts to put the boots to Idol who rolls away from the attack, sliding under the bottom rope to the safety of the floor. Tenjitsu hits the ropes and dives at Idol with a Tope Suicida. Picking her up off the floor by the hair he rolls her back under the ropes, following her quickly back in only to have a Spinning Heel Kick used against him by Idol, who was not as down and out as she first appeared. Taunting the masked man with a wave of her hand Liz hits the opposite ropes and comes back on him as he regains a shaky vertical base and hits him with the full force of a Flying Clothesline that puts him back on the mat. Idol plays to the crowd again as she climbs to the second turnbuckle before dropping the length of her leg across Tenjitsu's throat.
Watson: What a brutal leg drop by Liz Idol!
Sydney: She has certainly turned the tables pretty quickly here!
Liz is filled with confidence as her opponent writhes on the mat, clutching at his throat. She stands over him, posing for the people before pointing to the top turnbuckle. Going to the corner she makes the climb, steadying herself before leaping off the top with a Hollywood Splash. But the Frog Splash finds no water in the pond and she hits nothing but empty canvas as Tenjitsu rolls out of the way at the last second. Tenjitsu gets to his feet and redeems himself with a Springboard Moonsault off the middle rope.
Watson: WOW! What a moonsault! These two are going back and forth at a very high pace here tonight!
Sydney: When you are given an opportunity like this to impress in front of this many people, you have to deliver. This is Chris Brock putting on a display of what is to come for Youngblood later this month and so far they are NOT disappointing!
Hauling Idol up he whips her across the ring where she stumbles to fall on her knees, catching herself across the middle rope. Following her in he swings between the ropes to kick her in the face with a version of the 619 that he calls The Light Before Dark. The force of the blow knocks her backwards into the ring where she lands on her back stunned. Pulling Idol to her feet Tenjitsu pays homage to his god, dropping her with Y'Zoth's Darkness, a modified Twist of Fate turned into a Neck Breaker. Tenjitsu goes for the cover...
ONE
TWO
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall TENJITSU!
Standing over a prone Liz Idol the masked man raises his hands and his eyes to the sky in tribute to his mysterious masters. Leaving the ring, he is sent to the back with a chorus of boos that don't seem to phase the mysterious warrior in the least.
Watson: Well, love him or hate him Tenjistu was absolute flash here tonight. He showed us what we can expect from him going forward and I think he impressed a lot of people with his performance.
Sydney: Liz Idol was impressive here tonight as well, she controlled the beginning of this match and was able to turn the tide at a point, but her showboating nature really cost her in the end.
Watson: This was JUST the beginning folks, we have that massive Fatal Fourway still to come next.. DON'T GO ANYWHERE!
The camera fades to..
As Tenjitsu celebrates in the middle of the ring, the feed cuts backstage, and the crowd cheers boisterously as Undisputed Champion Ace King and X-Division Champion El Pablo walk down one of the arena’s many hallways.
Ace King: I tell you, man, it’s always fun to come back where it all started for me. I’ve got a special place in my heart for Monterrey, and I know you much prefer this Mexico to New Me-
EP quirks an eyebrow underneath his mask, prompting a confused stare between the two before Ace hastily clears his throat.
El Pablo: Yes, well...original is always best, as they say.
Ace King: Yes, yes, that’s exactly what I meant...
His eyes subtly shift back and forth, still looking a bit embarrassed as he hopes his friend goes along with it. Fortunately for the Gambler, the Technicolour Tecnico appears just as oblivious as ever.
El Pablo: Speaking of new, though...crazy to think we could be on the verge of ushering in a whole new era of tag team wrestling in a few days' time!
Ace King: We could, though we’re not exactly out of the words here tonight, so as much as it runs counter to our philosophies, we should probably try and get through tonight in one piece, yeah?
EP scoffs at Ace's cautious approach.
El Pablo: Okay grandma - I'm fighting a devil, a deity and a...David; what could possibly go wrong?
Ace King: Outside of David effectively being the Goliath in the match?
El Pablo: Is that, like, a Marvel reference or something?
The Undisputed Champion holds his hand to his face, leading to a long, drawn-out silence between the pair as Ace tries not to crack up.
Ace King: ...Anyway, you’ve never let heavy-hitters stop you before, that’s why you’ve got that now!
Ace points to the X-Division Championship on his friend’s shoulder. EP casts a glance towards it, a smirk spreading across his face.
El Pablo: God, it's been just, an embarrassingly long time without one of these…
Ace King: Just makes it sweeter, doesn’t it? Or perhaps…
‘The Gambler’ retrieves a green packet of Skittles from his pants pocket.
Ace King: Perhaps sour does fit the occasion, just this once.
El Pablo: Hey, we're quad-brand now, bay-bay! We can dine out of any colour packet we like!
Ace King: And this is something money can’t buy… Young Mogul Marcu$ may wanna take some notes here, because you can’t put a price on what we’ve got in front of us.
El Pablo: Yeah well, I think he's a little more concerned with the debt he's been repaying to karma ever since cutting in line ahead of me to take that North American Championship. Things have been, as they say in Monterrey...not good.
Ace King: You mean no bueno?
El Pablo: Well, I translated it for the American audience.
Ace King: But we’re… not in… You know what? Nevermind. To two wins and some Southern Express scouting afterward?
El Pablo: I'm dipping into my mental "old wrestler jokes 101" bank as we speak!
Ace King: Oh no...
The two men approach the gorilla position, the crowd still excited about their presence.
El Pablo: Has anyone considered just telling Jimmy and Bobby that they split up in the 80s and seeing if they believe it?
Before we can get Ace's reaction, the camera cuts too commercial.
We return to the backstage area as Carrie Samson and Nina Samson are sitting outside their dressing room. They are focused on facing the Southern Express when Lisa Goldrush comes walking up to them.
Goldrush: Hi Carrie. Hi, Nina. Do you mind if I ask you two a few questions?
Nina lifts her eyes up and sees Lisa standing next to them.
Nina: Lisa does it look like we are in a real talkative mood. You know we heard what those old bastards had to say about us. They have no idea how prepared we are for anything they can through at us.
Carrie stands up to her feet. She yanks the microphone out of Lisa's hand and tells the camera man to zoom in close.
Carrie: I have had it up to here.
She places her free hand over her head as her eyes show a different look then normally.
Carrie: Everyone wants to take a massive shit on everything we do because we haven't won a fucking match. These old fuckers have no earthly idea who they are facing tonight. Nina and myself are fucking done being overlooked. If you two want to continue this magical run you are on then you will fucking earn that shit. But i promise this one thing. The Halo Syndicate aren't a team you should take lightly. Because we will crush your fucking skulls underneath our boots.
Carrie slams the microphone back into Lisa as she walks off. Nina chuckles a bit while looking at Lisa.
Nina: The Southern Fucks should be scared because when Carrie is this focused. She is dangerous. Like she said the Halo Syndicate aren't your average angels. We will kick ass and leave people with raging headaches. It's time to stop the express.
Nina smirks one more time before following after her sister as Lisa is left dumbfounded at the change of attitude displayed by the two sisters as the camera cuts to ringside.
FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Bathsheba
VS David Miller
VS Tane Sua
VS El Pablo
VS Tane Sua
VS El Pablo
We return to ringside where Tim and Cid are standing by.
Watson: Welcome back folks! The parade of champions is about to begin here tonight as we are set for a fatal four way match that has not one, but two EWC Champions in it! The newly crowned North American champion slash still the CW Broadcast champion until the end of the main event, David Miller and the newly minted X-Division champion El Pablo will both be in this match along with the Paramount newcomer Bathsheba and visiting Rampage superstar Tane Sua!
Sydney: This one certainly promises to be a doozy!
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...From the clouds of despair… TANE SUA!!!
“Sad but true” by the HU begins to play as Tane Sua is walking from the side of the gorilla position a towel upon his head and his hands taped up as his Music or Primal call echoes throughout the building the crowd on their feet with emotion as they chant for him to wreck everyone. He leaps into the squared circle before lifting the towel and then eying everyone with a smirk before then standing in a neutralized corner.
Starr: and his opponents...First, she is the Whore of Babylon…. BATHSHEBA!!!
'Go Tell Aunt Rhody' - Jordan Reyne and Michael A. Levine begins to play. As the violin starts the arena plunges into darkness and stays pitch black for the first 40 seconds until the piano starts. When it does, a red spotlight shines down on Father Mathias who is cackling with laughter. After another 20 seconds he slams his cane on the stage which causes fire to shoot up from the stage behind him to the left and right. Bathsheba comes crawling out from under the stage and stops when she gets to Father Mathias' feet. Together they go to the ring where Bathsheba slides under the bottom rope where she listens to Father Mathias' last minute instructions.
Starr: Introducing next, he is the current, reigning and defending EWC North American Champion… DAVID MILLER!!!
The lights of Arena Monterrey 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 North American Championship strapped around his waist and the CW Broadcast championship over his shoulder. 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 methodical pace.
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 both overhead with a calm finality, a cold smile forming beneath his hood before he roars out into the crowd. 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 as he waits for the bell to ring.
Watson: For those wondering at home, yes David Miller is technically no longer CW Broadcast champion, however, until a new champion is crowned later tonight he is still in possession of the championship belt.
Sydney: Whomever gets that belt after him has some serious shoes to fill.
Starr: And finally, from Puebla City, Mexico… He is the leader of the Rainbowlution and the EWC X-Division Champion…. EL PABLO!!!
A cry of “VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!” leads to ‘Party Hard’ by Andrew WK hitting the soundsystem, as the stage and ringside area becomes bathed in flashing, flickering, brightly-coloured lighting. As the main hook hits, El Pablo bursts through the curtain, playing to the fans and chugging Skittles like a Steveweiser while the X-Division Championship belt glistens around his waist. He charges down the ramp and slides under the ropes into the ring, then runs up the turnbuckle and holds the title belt high above his head to another pop from the adoring crowd. After offering a final salute, he hops back down to the canvas, handing his belt to the referee and performing a few final stretches as his music fades.
Watson: Sua, Bathsheba, Miller and EP… It’s going to be chaos folks and it’s happening right NOW!!
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, Tane Sua charges at David Miller with a lariat that aims for the fences and connects, sending the North American champion to the mat instantly. At the same time, Bathsheba charges at El Pablo and lands a shotgun dropick that sends the X-Division champion to his ass and rolling under the bottom rope to the outside. Miller quickly rolls to the outside as well, looking to regroup and formulate a new plan of attack. He spots EP on the other side of the ring and they both nod as if in agreement on what to do next… both go digging under the ring!
Back in the ring, Bathsheba is attacking Tane Sua, somehow backing him into a corner despite the size and weight disadvantage. Tane quickly reverses the situation once in the corner, and attempts to charge at the woman with a shoulder, however, Bathsheba jumps and straddles the back, twisting and locking in a tarantula in the ropes!!
Watson: This one could be over quickly if Tane Sua submits right here!
While Bathsheba has the hold locked in hard, she is completely caught off guard by a trashcan to the back of the head! The camera pans to see David Miller looking stoically, but there is an almost smirk that begins to crack through as if to admire a job well done. Bathsheba breaks the hold, but not soon enough as El Pablo reaches them and lays into both with a rainbow colored 4 ft. ladder!!
Sydney: Where the hell did Pablo get that?!
Watson: You never know what merchandise Skittles are going to release next!
Miller gets back into the fight with a stiff push kick to the back of the knees of El Pablo that sends EP to a knee. Tane Sua is back to his feet now, but he eats a stiff knife edge from the North American champion that sends him stumbling back and tripping over the pile of bodies already in the corner. Miller quickly grabs the body of Pablo and shoots him to the opposite corner. He quickly looks to charge but is brought down by a jumping Bathsheba who locks in a sleeper hold!! Tane Sua is back to his feet and throws a short discuss lariat to the back of Bathsheba that sends her and Miller tumbling to the ground. Sua to his feet first, but Miller is right behind him as he tosses Bathsheba away from him. Sua and Miller lock up, both battling back and forth for position. Tane gets the upper hand briefly by transitioning into a headlock, but Miller is quick to send Tane into the ropes. Miller drops down and Tane jumps over the North American champion but he is not free for long as El Pablo is waiting and hits a frankensteiner! Pablo holds on for the cover…
ONE…
TWO…
Miller breaks up the pin with a lunging double axe handle to the head of the X-Division champion! Bathsheba is back into the mix now as she attacks Miller, but he’s having none of it and quickly is able to create some distance between them before following up with a running knee lift that turns Bathsheba inside out, flipping her feet over head before landing on the mat. Miller looks around and sees EP and Tane Sua engaged in a game of back and forth fist fighting, then quickly covers Bathsheba, but barely gets a one count before Bathsheba kicks out! Tane Sua is now seen throwing an elbow that stuns EP for a brief moment, allowing Tane to lock in and hit Primal One, a gutwrench tiger driver! Tane with the cover now..
ONE…
TWO…
TH- Bathsheba breaks up the pin!
Watson: The action has been fast and furious here so far, everyone is getting in on the action it seems!
Sydney: This match is going to come down to who can get the advantage JUST long enough to win.
Bathsheba throws hard hands on El Pablo now, but Tane Sua quickly inserts his way into this by tackling EP. This angers Bathsheba to know end and she stalks Sua until he is back to his feet before hitting Decapitation! The Buzzsaw kick connects to the head of Tane Sua! She goes to cover, but is quickly grabbed from behind by the North American champion, who locks in None-Percenter!!!! Bathsheba screams a blood curdling scream as Miller thrashes Bathsheba back and forth. Pablo is back to his feet, Sua is not far behind and Pablo hits him with the Facepainter!!! Skittles go flying everywhere, blinding Tane Sua, Bathsheba and causing Miller to release his hold, covering his eyes as the sugary treats attack his vision. El Pablo is quick to cover Tane in the confusion..
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall…. EL PABLO!!!
Watson: The X-Division champion pulls a quick one out here with the rainbowtraction as it were.
Sydney: What the hell did you just say?!
Watson: A rainbowstraction.. You know a rainbow distraction? Either way, The X-Division champion is victorious here as he pins the Rampage superstar Tane Sua. All 4 of these fighters looked strong here tonight though and it was very interesting to see a bit of a lighter side of the new North American champion.
Pablo celebrates in the ring as the referee hands him the X-Division championship. He takes the belt and places it over his shoulder as Miller is on the outside collecting his belts as Bathsheba is being scolded by Father Mathias’ and Tane Sua makes his way up the ramp.
Before anyone can leave, the X-Tron flickers to life. "Killer" by JJ Lin begins playing through the PA system and as the screen turns on, we see "Headhuntress" Aiya on the screen. She flashes a smug grin.
"Headhuntress" Aiya: Hello. Don't worry, I was gonna make this quick, because I only have one of you to speak with. And that ... is ...
Aiya points downward towards El Pablo.
"Headhuntress" Aiya: You. You came to Prime and said you were watching my match closely. I just wanted you to know ... I'm simply returning that favor. Because I've waited for a long while too, particularly in regards to anything X-Division related. You're not the only one biding their time. Until next time ...
Camera cuts back to ringside.
Watson: Big words from The Headhuntress on Prime. She's calling out our X-Division champion!
Sydney: After what Pablo showed us at The Rumble and then again here tonight, It doesn't look like he's going to back down from any challengers any time soon. Game on Aiya....Game on.
We open up backstage, where Lisa Goldrush is wandering the halls of the Arena Monterrey. She knocks on the door. When it opens, we see "La Belicista" Isabella.
Goldrush: Mind if I get a few words from you?
Isabella: I suppose a few are fine. Make them quick. My match is soon.
Isabella keeps the door open, leaning against the frame. Thankfully, she doesn't need to wait long before the first inquiry is tossed over.
Goldrush: So how are you feeling about your fight tonight? Are you even nervous?
Isabella quickly shakes her head.
Isabella: Not nearly as much as she probably wishes. I very, very briefly touched up on the implication in my promo, so I'll elaborate now. There's a reason many people have questioned her 'partner' choices. She even admitted before facing Jason Hunter that she herself was starting to doubt her alliance with Stitches.
"La Belicista" pauses to think before nodding and continuing.
Isabella: If anything, the proverbial ticking time bomb that has been strapped to Nevaeh's ankle this whole time is one of the nights it may very well finally explode. Even more so with both Stitches and herself getting eliminated from the Rumble at the same time. How much more can a man like Stitches take? I doubt much more, and the fact he himself recently got dethroned has no doubt only made the fuse shorter.
Finally, "La Belicista" looks away from Lisa and faces the camera.
Isabella: You must have thought you were really cute, huh? Trying to reassure yourself I'd run again? How long has it been? About six months? If I haven't left yet, I'm not going to anytime soon, idiot. And then you assumed I'd make excuses? Go find when I did that last. But the real kicker ... ¿Estabas usando mi propio lenguaje contra mí? ¿Cuánto tiempo te llevó buscar en Google Translate? ¿Hm?
Isabella's eyes narrow as her arms cross over her chest.
Isabella: Disregarding the fact you might know Spanish normally, the fact is you used it disrespectfully. And I won't accept or tolerate that. This was already going to be a war; now you made it a much more brutal one. I hope it was worth it. The time for talk is over ... including ours, Mrs. Goldrush. Perdona.
Isabella closes the door calmly, refusing to take anymore questions. Lisa looks a bit disappointed but continues walking through the halls, seeking out someone else to talk to. Camera fades / we now return to .. etc
The camera cuts backstage and inside The Love Club locker room where we find Lisa Goldrush and her camera crew ready to go
Goldrush: Ladies and gentleman, YOUR History Making, Record Breaking..Undisputed and unofficial International, X-Division, Indy, FX and HBO Broadcast Tag Team Champions of the WORLD...Bobby Rose, Jimmy Lane...along with their manager Bunny Love...THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!!
The fans inside Arena Monterrey can be heard popping even back in the locker room as the camera pulls back to show the trio standing with Lisa, the EWC Tag Team Championships over the shoulders of Bunny Love
Rose: HOLA MEXICO!!!
Lane: Yeah, seis cerveza por favor…
Bunny rolls her eyes and shakes her head
Love: Sorry Mexico, Jimmy only knows how to order beers in Spanish…
But Jimmy holds up his hand
Lane: I can also ask, Dónde está el baño...those two go hand in hand once you break the seal…
Bobby laughs as Bunny drops her head and Jimmy smiles
Goldrush: Ok then, let’s get this interview back on track shall we...tonight The Southern Express step into the ring with…
Rose: The Texas Angels!!!
Lisa is about to jump in but it’s Bunny that corrects him
Love: No...they are now the Halo Syndicate…
Bobby looks at Bunny a bit sideways, as if this is the first he’s hearing this but it’s Jimmy that jumps in
Lane: Here we go again, Corrie and Nina pulling a Phoenix and Matsuda going from Blue Phoenix to the Psych Ward…
Rose: Or Stitches and Nevaeh going from StitchesXNevaeh to Smile 2.0…
Lane: Or Ryo Hazama going from Nezumi to Hazama to Ryo to gone…
Rose: Our point is it never works out well for anyone, re-branding is the death blow in wrestling…
Jimmy laughs
Lane: I thought a ‘death blow’ was when you have to blow Tommy…
Goldrush: OK THEN...gentlemen the CW is family friendly and we have received a memo to try and keep things above board…
Love: Good luck with that…
Rose: We get it though, The Texas Angels were Alexander and Orion and let’s be honest, when you hear The Texas Angels it doesn’t excite anyone because they have been associated with losing...but Corrie and Nina share in that narrative…
Lane: These ladies are 0-5 as a tag team but maybe they are trying to get the stink off them...and if that’s the case you might want to drop the Samson…
Jimmy laughs as Lisa looks at him
Goldrush: It can be dangerous to overlook…
But Bobby cuts her off
Rose: Lisa I can promise you we are not overlooking Corrie and Nina, we have way too much on the line to be caught looking forward...listen I get everyone is ignoring this match and looking towards Rampage #492, the FINALS of the Super 16 Tag Team Championship Tournament but we are focused on the Texas...I mean the Halo Syndicate and our chance to go 16-0 this season...let that sink in for a second Lisa…
Bobby pauses for a moment
Rose: A chance to go 16-0, to continue perfection in 2021, we don’t want to go rolling into Rampage at 15-1, fresh off a loss…
Lane: Yeah, we set out to prove that we are the most dominating tag team in the EWC...the most dominant tag team the EWC has ever seen and we can’t be either if we overlook Corrie and Nina and get upset here tonight…
Rose: We’ve been around this business long enough that we understand a lot of crazy shit can happen down here in Mexico, hell it reminds me of the time we woke up with a goat with a shaved ass and an empty bottle of Ready Whip…
Lisa’s eyes widen as someone is yelling in her ear piece
Goldrush: OK!!!! I’m being told we have to go…
Bobby looks sad that his story is cut short as Bunny laughs but Jimmy has his partners back
Lane: Oh come on, it’s a great story...spoiler alert, that goat is Eddie Ace’s first call when he gets drunk and remains friends even today…
Bunny busts out laughing as she turns away and Bobby nods as the camera cuts away from the Southern Express and Lisa Goldrush
SINGLES MATCH
X-DIVISION RULES
Nevaeh
VS Isabella
We return to ringside where Tim and Cid are standing by.
Watson: Our next match promises to be a wild one. Coming fresh off her appearance in The Rumble, "The Heavenly One" has promised no outside interference from the Carnival Clown as she seeks to take out her aggression on The Warmonger right here in her own home country. But "La Belicista" has some frustrations of her own that she will no doubt be more than willing to work out by bringing the fight to the battling blonde. Let's go to the introductions.
Starr: The following match will be contested under X-Division Rules! Joining us first, from Tijuana, Mexico, weighing in at 164 pounds ... "La Belicista" Isabella!
As "War" by Sick Puppies 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. Moments later, another figure appears. As the smoke begins to clear away, we see Isabella's manager, Alejandro De La Rosa, standing beside her.
Isabella strides confidently down towards the ramp with Alejandro in tow, giving high-fives to the fans and audience along the way. When “La Belicista” Isabella arrives in front of the ring, Alejandro pulls the middle and uppermost set of ropes, allowing "La Belicista" to slip through them.
Isabella 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.
Starr: And coming to the ring at this time from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH!
Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her along the way.
After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off to the fans and paces the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.
DING DING DING
Right out of the gate Nevaeh tries to catch La Belicista with a Spear but Isabella is on her guard and catches her assailant with a hard knee strike to the nose which she follows up with clubbing forearm blows as she tries to muscle her into position for a Standing Kimura Lock. With a surprising burst of strength, Nevaeh counters with a back body drop. Isabella flips face down and attempts to push herself back up but Nevaeh is on her like a pitbull, locking on a Seated Fujiwara Armbar, wrenching back on the trapped appendage with no small amount of sadistic pleasure.
Watson: Nevaeh is NOT playing games here tonight, going right for the submission with no remorse as to the damage it is inflicting!
Sydney: Isabella needs to find a way out of this quickly if she wants to stay in this fight!
Pulling back until just before joints start to pop Nevaeh relinquishes her grip of her own accord making it perfectly clear that she has no interest in getting the quick win. Giving referee Jesse Lizarraga a disgusted look she falls on the recovering Isabella like a predator on prey, blatantly choking her and slamming her head back against the mat right in front of the ref. Leaving her opponent gasping for breath as she tries to rub the feeling back into her arm and shoulder Nevaeh rolls out of the ring and returns seconds later with a steel chair which she brings down in a deadly arch right on that same injured shoulder. Isabella manages to avoid the second chair shot, rolling her hips to fend off the assault with a series of strong Up Kicks that create enough space for her to kip up off the mat. Ducking another swing of the chair Isabella counters with a Back Elbow Strike that causes Nevaeh to drop her weapon. The battling blonde responds with a Spinning Back Fist that makes contact with her opponent's temple and leaves Isabella seeing stars. Grabbing her by the back of her head Nevaeh drops Bella face first on the discarded chair with a Running One-Handed Bulldog. Her head rebounds with a sickening slam.
Watson: Isabella might be done for after that bulldog onto the chair. I don't know if anyone can knock the cobwebs free quickly enough after that shot!
Sydney: The Warmonger is stronger than people think Tim.
Seeing her adversary properly incapacitated Nevaeh again rolls under the bottom rope in search of further toys of destruction. The fans cheer with bloody lust as she digs under the ring and comes back out with a folding table before going back a second time and returning this time with a roll of barbed wire. Checking to make sure that Isabella is still down and out Nevaeh proceeds to set the table up at ringside before wrapping the top in wire. At this point Isabella is starting to come around forcing Nevaeh to roll back into the ring to keep from losing her advantage, laying in with a series of kicks as Isabella pulls her way up the ropes. Using the ropes to keep from being knocked back to the mat Isabella manages to fend off several kicks with her forearm before trapping Nevaeh's leg and pulling her off balance with a Dragon Skrew Takedown. She immediately follows this up by slapping on an Ankle Lock that causes Nevaeh to scream in frustration and pain.
Watson: ANKLE LOCK! ANKLE LOCK! Isabella has completely shifted the momentum of this match with an ankle lock out of nowhere!!
Sydney: Nevaeh is definitely NOT happy right now!
Nevaeh reaches back desperately trying to grab Isabella's leg to pull her off balance. Responding to this attempted escape Isabella grapevines the leg and drops to the mat, wrenching in with even more fury while screaming at her opponent in Spanish to tap out. Nevaeh clutched her fingers into claws and screamed back her refusal to quit. With neither competitor winning the war of wills Isabella attempts to transition into a Single-Leg Boston Crab to change the point of pressure, but Nevaeh manages to kick her off sending her stumbling back towards the ropes. Pulling herself to her feet Nevaeh hits the opposite ropes to assist her in the act of delivering a stumbling lame-legged Spear that sends both women through the ring ropes where they crash through the barbed wire wrapped table that Nevaeh had intended to be the death stroke for Isabella. The frenzied crowd pops huge as they are both trapped by the wire and rendered bloody by the razor sharp barbs.
Watson: OH MY GOD! Isabella took the brunt of that barbed wire to her back, but the face of Nevaeh just took that wire head on!
Sydney: NOT HER FACE!!! ANYTHING BUT HER FACE!!!
A team of ring attendants ascend on the scene with wire cutters to release the struggling pair whose clothes and flesh are being ripped and torn by the tangled wire. Alejandro De La Rosa looks on with concern, urging the attendants to cut his client free of the deadly steel strands. But it is Nevaeh is the first to be freed and she struggles to strike Isabella over all the bodies and debris that lay between them. The crew members scatter as the two women start to go at one another again like a pair of rabid wolverines, trading punches, palm strikes and chops in a furious flurry as blood and sweat spray the fans in the front row. Isabella steps back and hits the SNAFU which rocks Navaeh, who shakes it off and comes back with the Cast Out of Heaven. Both women are exhausted and breathing bad air and both now go in search of an advantage. Isabella heads over and snatches the baton off the belt of one of the off duty police officers who are working security at ringside. On the other side of the ring Nevaeh digs under the timekeeper's table and comes out carrying her deadly ace in the hole: Heaven's Helper. She holds the sledgehammer up to a roar from the crowd. Both competitors slide into the ring from opposite sides where they come up face to face with their weapons in hand.
Watson: One more person in this match and we'd have ourselves a Mexican Standoff!.. Wait, are they just called stand offs if we're IN Mexico?
Sydney: Jesus Tim, that was a bad pun even for you!
Isabella swings her baton but Navaeh blocks the high strike with her hammer, driving the butt of the handle back into the side of her attacker's head causing and large gash to open up and making La Belicista drop the stick and clutch at the wound. Using the head of the hammer as a ram she attacks Isabella's midsection with a brutal blow right below the ribs. The hit causes her to double over and leaves her ripe for the Fall From Grace. Nevaeh takes advantage of the opening, hitting her finisher for the pin.
ONE
TWO
THREE!!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall NEVAEH!
Nevaeh smiles wickedly into the camera as she mops blood from her face and hair. Picking up Heaven's Helper she looks down at the fallen soldier at her feet and makes a move that makes Jesse Lizarraga think that she intends to hit the defenseless Isabella with the hammer again. Alejandro De La Rosa slides into the ring to cover his client as Lizarraga warily puts his body between Nevaeh and the figures on the floor, holding his hands up and pleading with her to reconsider. Nevaeh laughs at him mockingly and shoulders her hammer as she leaves the ring and makes her way to the locker room avoiding the fans outstretched hands like the plague.
Watson: What a finish! This match could have gone either way, but in the end the hammer to the face sealed the deal for Nevaeh!
Sydney: Isabella came SO close to winning this one, but this HAS to put Nevaeh on the radar for the X-division championship, right?
Watson: We shall see Cid, but I am inclined to agree. DO NOT GO ANYWHERE! We have so much still to come.
Camera cuts to commercial.
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Ace King
VS Marcu$ $t. John
We return to ringside where the X-Division fight between “La Belicista” Isabella and Nevaeh recently ended. Any mess that was left in the ring is being picked up and cleaned up. We cut to commentary as the ring is getting its final touch-ups.
Watson: Welcome back folks! We just finished up with our X-Division fight of the night and good lord, what a war we witnessed between “La Belicista” Isabella and Nevaeh! We’re now moving onto a clash between an ex-champion in the form of Marcu$ $t. John and the Undisputed Champion, Ace King. We’re about to find out if Marcu$ being recently dethroned will help him find a way, or if Ace will continue his hot streak here tonight. Take us away, Starr!
Starr: The following match is for one fall! Joining us first, from Silicon Valley, California weighing in at 220 pounds, he is The Young Mogul ... MARCU$ $T. JOHN!
"Fast Lane" blasts through the arena by Bad Meets Evil. A Maybach drives up through the entrance ramp. A chauffeur gets out of the vehicle and opens the back door. Marcu$ McGarrett 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, Marcus 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.
"Ace of Spades" rips through Arena Monterrey, and the crowd cheers as pyro goes off in time with the opening drum beats. Ace King then calmly steps out onto the stage, his eyes narrowed and focused on the ring.
Starr: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION, THE GAMBLER... ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
Ace rolls his head around the back of his neck for a few seconds before focusing back in on the ring, then makes his way down the ramp, interacting with a few fans along the way. He stops a few steps short of the ring, then dives in under the bottom rope as red pyro explodes from each turnbuckle. Ace pauses on his knees in the middle of the ring for a moment before getting to his feet, his attention locked in on his opponent.
DING DING DING
Ace comes in with a swift attempt to Clothesline Marcu$. The Young Mogul is just barely able to dodge in time and quickly climbs up the ropes. He leaps off, hitting the side of Ace’s neck with a Diving Elbow Drop. Ace stumbles backwards, but otherwise remains on his feet. He reaches out, grabbing Marcu$ by the shoulders. As The Undisputed Champion hoists Marcu$ up for a DDT, The Young Mogul moves with Ace. They both get taken down to the canvas!
The two wrestlers slowly move away from one another and work on regaining their footing.
Watson: It seems that Marcu$ $t. John continues to be a challenge to the Undisputed champion! We have a virtual stalemate here!
Sydney: Sometimes, even when you are absolutely certain you can win, there is that one fighter that has your number. Is Marcu$ $t. John that person to Ace King?
This time, Marcu$ makes the first move against Ace. He manages to sneak an eye poke in then quickly adds a Clothesline to avoid drawing the wrong type of attention to himself. While Ace is rubbing his eyes, Marcu$ kicks the Undisputed Champion down and locks in a Boston Crab! The referee asks if Ace wants to give up, and he just gives a ‘what do you think?!’ glare in response.
To help emphasize his point, he manages to get his other foot on the ropes. Mercer points this out to The Young Mogul, who lets go of The Gambler. Marcu$ is not happy with Ace quickly finding a way out, and he shows it by kicking King in the ribs. Two kicks find their mark. The third time he tries, however, Ace grabs onto Marcu$’ leg and tugs him down onto the canvas with him. Before either can stand up, Ace locks in a Fujiwara Armbar, seeming to give Marcu$ some of his own medicine.
Before the ref can ask if Marcu$ wants to give up, he just screams out “HELL NO!”. Unlike Ace, though, Marcu$ is having a harder time finding a way to escape the hold.
Watson: This is just a back and forth now. Both men seemingly trying to one up the other.
Sydney: This is a game of cat and mouse. Neither man is willing to admit that the other has an upper hand.
After a lot of struggling against The Gambler, Marcu$ finally manages to crawl far enough away and grab onto the ropes. Ace lets go of the hold, then pulls Marcu$ up to his feet. Superkick from nowhere! Ace crumples down onto the canvas! Marcu$ sees his chance and lifts King up onto his shoulders! Bread And Butter! It connects!
Marcu$ hooks the legs!
ONE
TWO
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall, The Young Mogul MARCU$ $T. JOHN!
Marcu$ is given a mixed reaction, some cheer, others boos, but he doesn’t care at all. If anything, he basks in the jeers as well as the glory, eagerly accepting the spotlight and his hand being raised by the referee. Ace, meanwhile, rolls out of the ring, taking The Undisputed Championship with him, wearing a very disappointed and disheartened expression on his face.
Watson: HOLY HELL?!?!?! DID THAT REALLY JUST HAPPEN?!
Sydney: MARCU$ $T. JOHN JUST PINNED THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPION!
Watson: This has to have implications on the contenders to the Undisputed championship, right?
Sydney: It has to, Tim...This is only the 4th loss all season that Ace has experienced this season in singles action. It is not often that someone can put him down for the three count, but like we said before sometimes there is that one guy that had your number.. Well Marcu$ $t. John very well may have The Gambler's number.
Watson: In any event, the parade of champions continues next when The Halo Syndicate takes on The EWC Tag Team Champions The Southern Express. We'll be right back folks!
Camera cuts to commercial.
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
NON-TITLE MATCH
The Halo Syndicate
VS The Southern Express
We return to ringside where we're gearing up for the next match!
Watson: It's been a crazy night so far and now, we have tag team action! The former Texas Angels are hoping that a change of name and attitude sets them on the path to success as they take on the Tag Team Champions in non-title action, but the Southern Express have other plans!
Starr: The following is a non-title tag team showcase, scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, at a combined weight of 247 pounds, Nina and Carrie Samson ... THE HALO SYNDICATE!
"Doing It Wrong" by Brent Rivera blasts across the speakers as pink and yellow lights bounce around the arena. Nina and Carrie Samson burst through the curtains as the crowd goes nuts. They stand on the stage, fist bump with each other before sprinting down the ramp and hyping the crowd by standing on the turnbuckles.
Starr: And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love, from Nashville, Tennessee, at a combined weight of 445 pounds...they are the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World...Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!
The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet, some of the older females in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane.
Bunny leads the way as the pair reach out and high five with the fans as the walk to the ring, Bunny marches up the steps and steps through the ropes as Bobby and Jimmy climb up onto the apron and step through the ropes, 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. Moments later, the ref calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
The Express get the jump on the newly-christened Halo Syndicate, sending Carrie out of the ring before Bobby retreats to the apron. This leaves us with Jimmy and Nina starting things off, with the champ making good use of his size and experience as he lays into Nina with some rough lefts and rights. He sends Nina to the corner, landing a stomp to the midsection for good measure before tagging Bobby in. The champs continue the assault, double-teaming Nina with punches before sending her to the ropes looking for a double clothesline on the rebound...but Nina ducks it! She leaps to her corner, getting a tag to Carrie!
The elder Samson rushes into the ring like a bat out of Hell, getting a measure of revenge as she unleashes a flurry of offense on the champs! The strikes come in hard and fast, keeping the Express at bay and sending Bobby out of the ring with a dropkick before Carrie focuses her attention on Jimmy! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD OF THE CHAMP! Cover by Carrie!
ONE...
TWO...
- KICKOUT BY JIMMY!
Watson: Close call here for the Syndicate after that roundhouse kick by Carrie!
Sydney: It's gonna take more than that to put the champs away!
Jimmy gets to his feet as Carrie looks to keep the momentum on her side...but gets a lariat for her trouble! Jimmy with a tag to Bobby, who hits a stomp to the midsection before delivering a DDT on Carrie. Bobby picks her back up for a vertical suplex, but Carrie slips out of it! She gets the tag back to Nina!
Nina charges at Bobby, using her agilty to take the champ down with a running bulldog! Jimmy rushes into the ring, quickly followed by Carrie as chaos ensues! All four competitors are going at it, giving the ref a lot of headache as he tries to maintain order. Eventually, Jimmy sends Carrie over the top rope with a clothesline as Bobby connects with a vertical suplex on Nina! Before he can do any more damage, however, Bobby gets jumped from behind by Eddie Dozier and Gideon Gage! The ref has seen enough, and calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
Starr: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via disqualification... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!!
Nina rolls out of the ring, regrouping with Carrie as they hightail it up the ramp, neither of them wanting to get involved in what's about to go down. Jimmy slides into the ring, hoping to even the odds...but Dozier and Gage have already left the ring, satisfied with the message they've sent tonight.
Watson: Good lord, a really good match between the Halo Syndicate and the Southern Express just ended in disarray after the attack by Sabotage!
Sydney: You gotta believe whatever issue they had with the champs leading into the Rumble is far from over!
Dozier and Gage take off, laughing at the angry champs who just glare at their attackers.
Watson: Folks, we move from a war between teams to a war from within as the Wicked and the Divine collide! James Keaon and Adriana Aquilla square off, and the winner becomes the second-ever CW Broadcast Champion!
Camera cuts to commercial
SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE CW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
ADRIANA AQUILLA
VS JAMES KEATON
The camera pushes in on Watson and Sydney, behind whom stands a sea of screaming fans, each clamoring for a chance to lean into the shot and be seen. Visibly struggling to hide his smile, Watson excitedly stared into the camera.
Watson: Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come! Someone is walking out of this building the NEW CW Broadcast Champion! David Miller succeeded in becoming North American Champion when he defeated $t. John at the Rumble, meaning either Adriana Aquilla or James Keaton now have to follow in his footsteps. Who are you giving it to, Cid?
Sydney: Honestly, I think Keaton’s better suited. Nothing against Aquilla. Nothing wrong with the kid. But Miller set a standard for that belt. Because of him, it now comes with a certain reputation. You need to be ready to fight anyone and everyone. At any time. And I just don’t see her having the same kind of killer instinct that Keaton shows.
Watson: You make a good point, but you can’t take away from Aquilla’s fighting spirit. Through the ups and downs we’ve seen from her since her debut, ‘Lo Divino’ has never backed down from a challenge. You have to give her that.
Sydney: I don’t have to give her anything, Tim, but she’s more than welcome to prove me wrong. So, to speak.
The lights dim, just as a single, familiar tone bleeds through the speakers. Before “Judgement Day” can even reach its crescendo, the crowd is both on their feet and roaring with anticipation. When David Miller finally steps out from behind the curtain, the reception is deafening, the thunderous ovation from the fans echoing through the Arena Monterrey. Miller pauses at the top of the ramp, then unzips his hoodie to reveal the CW Broadcast Championship strapped firmly around his waist. For one last time. Behind him, Felicia steps out with the North American title over her own shoulder. Falling into step side by side, the couple begin making their way down towards the ring together.
Sydney: Making that march one last time. I can respect that.
Watson: No doubt whoever wins here tonight, you have to believe both Keaton and Aquilla realize the kind of weight and responsibility that man has give to the CW title. IT looks like we are going to be joined by David Miller here at the commentary table for this match!
Coming up to the announce table, Miller takes a second to shake both Sydney’s and Watson’s hands, before taking the empty seat at the end of the table. He refuses the offer for a headset, however, stating he’s just ‘here to watch’.
Inside the ring, Starr has taken her place at the center of the ring, prompting the camera to fade in on her face.
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall, and is to determine the NEW CW Broadcast Champion!
The opening riff to "Iron" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes to their feet as the lights flash around the arena before finally, Adriana comes out from the back ready for her big match.
Starr: Introducing the first challenger, from San Antonio, Texas. Weighing in tonight at one-hundred and twenty pounds … ‘LO DIVINO’ … ADRIANA AQUILLA!
Adriana makes her way down to the ring mouthing the lyrics to her theme song along the way, as she enters the ring she removes her jacket before yelling out "THE WAR IS COMING" in time with her song before jumping over the top rope and rolling into the ring before posing on one knee with her arms outstretched at her sides.
Watson: Lo Divino looks dialed in. She is in her home country and nothing would make this day more complete than sealing her first EWC Championship here tonight!
Sydney: Except that there is one wicked bastard standing in her way.
Starr: And her opponent, from London, England. Weighing in tonight at two-hundred and forty-eight pounds … ‘THE WICKED’ … JAMES KEATON!
The arena lights begin to flash in tune to the drums as "The Wicked and The Cursed" by The Cold Stares plays throughout the arena. As the guitar rhythm plays, James Keaton makes his presence known by appearing at the top of the entrance ramp. Keaton begins cracking his knuckles in a slow and methodical way before walking with purpose to the ring. Keaton takes his time using the steps to enter the ring before leaning against the ropes and testing their strength. Aquilla bounces from foot to foot in the far corner, never taking her eyes off Keaton, who simply stares.
DING DING DING
Before the bell can finish, Keaton is already across the ring, crushing Aquilla into the corner with a savage lariat that drops her to the canvas. Keaton lays boots to the girl, before pulling her to her feet and driving a forearm into the side of her head. Aquilla tries to get her arms up, but Keaton lifts a knee to her gut, then hip tosses her out of the corner. Landing hard, Aquilla pops up and gets to her knees, only to be brought down by a northern lariat from Keaton, laying her facedown on the mat. Keaton stomps on the small of her back, then tries to follow up with a knee drop, but Aquilla rolls away. Keaton grimaces in pain and gets to his feet, shaking the tweak out of his knee. Catching her breath, Aquilla runs up from behind and dropkicks him between the shoulders, sending him staggering into the ropes. Keaton grabs them to stop himself before turning around, right into a hurricanrana from Aquilla that sends him out to the center of the ring. Keaton rolls to his knees, but catches a basement dropkick from Aquilla, who quickly follows up with a standing moonsault. She tries to hook the leg, but Keaton kicks loose and shoves her away.
Watson: This is where that size and weight advantage of James Keaton comes into play. He can turn the momentum on a dime with that, as we just saw
Sydney: But Aquilla's speed can just as easily turn it right back to her favor. These two are very evenly matched in that regard.
Quick to her feet, Aquilla runs back in with a kick to Keaton’s knee, then lands a series of forearms, trying to drive him back into the corner, but Keaton answers by grabbing her head and butting her in the face. Following that with a European uppercut, he grabs Aquilla by the arm and whips her to the ropes – only for Aquilla to reverse it! Keaton hits the ropes and comes back into a spinning heel kick from Aquilla, who quickly pops to her feet and runs to the ropes, springing off into a moonsault across The Wicked. Keaton rolls under the ropes and out to the apron, saving himself from a pin attempt. Aquilla follows, and reaches over the ropes to pull him up, but Keaton grabs her head and drops to the floor, hanging her up on the rope with a hot shot. Aquilla falls back, clutching her throat and kicking the mat in pain. Catching his breath, Keaton slowly circles the ring on the outside, passing by the announce table and Miller, the latter simply staring without saying anything. Turning, Keaton rolls back into the ring, and stalks Aquilla as she tries to stand. Ducking low, Keaton sweeps her feet out from under her, then drops an elbow into her chest. Aquilla sits up, coughing and holding her chest, but Keaton sends her down with a soccer kick to the chest.
Watson: What devastating kick!
Sydney: That is going to leave a mark!
The camera cuts quickly to ringside where there are some fans making noise. Right at guard rail, sitting in the first row is Jason Hunter along with Diana and Sara.
Watson: What in the hell is Jason Hunter doing here?
Sydney: We don't know, but he is certainly interested in this match!
Grabbing a handful of hair, Keaton pulls Aquilla to her feet and then scoops her up before slamming her to the canvas. Backing into the corner, he hoists himself to the second rope and comes off for a guillotine leg drop, but Aquilla rolls away just in time! Landing on his tailbone, Keaton sits dazed, teeth clenched, unable to protect himself as Aquilla rushes in with a Divine Wizard! Dropping onto him, Aquilla struggles to stack Keaton up onto his shoulders.
ONE...
TW-NO!
Keaton kicks loose. Pushing to her feet, Aquilla climbs out onto the apron and slingshots back in with a hilo, dropping down hard on Keaton’s ribs. Curling, Keaton rolls onto his side, but Aquilla runs to the far ropes and comes back with a baseball slide dropkick, sending Keaton skidding under the ropes and dumping him out onto the floor. Landing hard on his back, Keaton is slow to get up, giving Aquilla enough time to wait for the right moment, before hitting the far ropes and coming back with Air Addy, diving headfirst through the ropes – but Keaton sidesteps and throws her into the guardrail! Miller smirks in approval, nodding his head. Leaning against the apron, Keaton brushes his hair out of his face and stomps down on the back of Aquilla’s neck. Dragging her up, he shoves her back into the guardrail, then snaps her over with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Sitting up, Aquilla cries out in pain, trying to reach to her back. Keaton rolls into the ring to break the count, then drops back to the floor, grabbing Aquilla by the hair and throwing her back into the ring, rolling in behind. Getting to her knees, Aquilla tries to get to the ropes, but Keaton pulls her up and spins her around, before taking her over with a bridging northern lights suplex!
ONE...
TWO...
NO!
Somehow Aquilla wriggles loose!
Watson: Man, these two are NOT taking this match lightly. The severity of this win is not lost on either of them!
Sydney: As it should be.
Miller: They know I'll absolutely destroy them if they do.
Both men turn to Miller, who doesn't even flinch or change his expression.
Back in the ring, Enraged, Keaton kneels down and buries a few punches into Aquilla’s face, before rolling her over, looking for the Wicked Clutch. He manages to get one arm around her throat, but Aquilla crawls backward between his legs, forcing him to let go. As Keaton turns, Aquilla nails him with a kick to the knee, then a sitout facebuster. Slow to reach her feet, she backs into the ropes and slowly climbs out into the apron, waiting. As Keaton pushes back up to his feet, Aquilla leaps onto the rope, springboarding into a Mexican destroyer! Keaton crumples, giving Aquilla time to cover.
ONE...
TWO...
NO!
The referee shakes Aquilla, pointing to Keaton’s foot, just barely under the bottom rope. Sitting back on her knees, Aquilla stares up at Mercer, disbelievingly holding up three fingers, but the official shakes his head, confirming the two. Steeling herself, Aquilla gets to her feet and pulls Keaton up as well. The Wicked suddenly drives a fist into her ribs, then slices a knife edge chop across her chest. Aquilla staggers back, but answers with a hard forearm, then a solid punch to the jaw that snaps Keaton’s head to the side. Aquilla tries to whip him into the ropes, but Keaton reverses the whip – only for Aquilla to reverse the reverse, pulling herself into a float-over DDT that spikes Keaton’s head into the mat. Sitting up, Keaton collapses to his side, clutching his skull, while Aquilla slowly gets to her feet.
Watson: The DDT can always be a game changer!
Sydney: That spike to the head could have caused a concussion. Keaton could be in La-La-Land right now!
Leaning against the ropes to catch her breath, Aquilla slowly walks over to Keaton and grabs for his feet. The Wicked tries for an upkick, but Aquilla dodges it, then stomps on his lower abdomen, stunning him long enough to step in and wrap his legs around her own. Seeing what’s coming, Keaton thrashes from side to side, doing everything he can to stop Aquilla from locking his foot. Trying for another upkick, he manages to catch her in the chest, sending her back into the ropes. As she came back, Keaton caught her up with a Manhattan drop, before driving her to the mat with a DDT. Spent, Aquilla gasped for breath, as Keaton slowly pushed to all fours, crawling to the nearest corner and using the ropes to pull himself up. Behind him, Aquilla tried to push herself up, but just slumped and rolled onto her back, just as Keaton hoisted himself up onto the middle rope, then slowly stepped up to the top. Leaping off, he came down hard with The Story So Far! Burying his knee into the forehead of Aquilla, before slumping into a cover.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and the NEW CW Broadcast Champion … ‘THE WICKED … JAMES KEATON!
Limply rolling off, Keaton crawls to the corner and uses it to pull himself up. As he reaches his feet, he turns around – only to find himself face to face with David Miller. Uncertain, he tenses for an attack, but Miller doesn’t move, other than to unstrap the CW title. Holding it in one hand, he stares down at it, as a quiet ‘Thank You, Miller’ chant ripples through the crowd. Staring at the belt, Keaton quickly reaches for it, but Miller jerks it away and just stares at him, before reaching out to drop the title across his shoulder. Staring at the new champion, Miller steps in, getting face to face with Keaton. The camera catches him mouthing the words ‘don’t disappoint me’, before simply exiting the ring, and making his way to the back. The cameras refocus on Keaton, who watches him leave for a few minutes, before turning to mount the corner and thrust the belt overhead, a wicked smile slowly spreading across his face. Keaton pounds his chest once in a display of bravado. The camera cuts to ringside, where Jason along with the girls stare down James Keaton. The two glaring at each other not saying words but just letting the tension between them build up. The fans are going crazy. They know that these two have unfinished business. Jason stands and clears the guard rail, walking over to the stairs while James Keaton just stares daggers into all three. Once in the ring, Jason opens his suit jacket and pulls out a microphone and stares at Keaton, looking like he was about to say something. Jason looks directly into Keaton's eyes.
Jason: You are not worth it.
Jason just grins as the crowd starts booing him while James Keaton stands tall, a sick smirk on his face while Jason walks over to the ropes climbs out of the ring. Jason proceeds up the ramp, walking backward the whole way with the girls beside him. At the top of the ramp, he brings the microphone back top his lips.
Jason: Oh... yea see you at Paramount 13..... Champ!
Jason just grins over at him while James Keaton holds the CW Broadcast championship high into the air.
Watson: What a night folks! So many surprises and happenings. It looks like we just set up a title match for next week as well! We are COMPLETELY out of time here from Mexico! Join us in two weeks as we make the trip to gorgeous Argentina for Paramount 13!!! I am Tim Watson, for Cid Sydney, saying thanks for tuning in and have a great night!!!
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Ibuki Ito
Ace King & EPFTW!
"Headhuntress" Aiya
Grace Holt
"La Belicista" Isabella
TheSouthernExpress
Jason Anderson The Boss
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: MERCENARY
MATCH TWO
WRITER: PARAMOUNT
MATCH THREE
WRITER: MERCENARY
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: MNB
MATCH SIX
WRITER: David Miller
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Tenjitsu Vs Liz Idol (N/S)
WINNER: Tenjitsu
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FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH
Tane Sua(PINNED) Vs Bathsheba Vs David Miller Vs El Pablo
WINNER: El Pablo
...
SINGLES MATCH
Isabella Vs Nevaeh
WINNER: Nevaeh
...
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Marcu$ $t. John Vs Ace King
WINNER: Marcu$ $t. John
...
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
The Halo Syndicate Vs The Southern Express
WINNERS: The Southern Express
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SINGLES MATCH
FOR THE CW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
Adrianna Aquilla Vs James Keaton
WINNER: and NEW CW Broadcast Champion: James Keaton
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: James Keaton & Marcu$ $t. John
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Marcu$ $t. John Vs Ace King
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