NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XIX

[EWC]

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XIX
Brought to you by Under Armour, PS5 and Dr Pepper

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AUGUST 29TH 2022
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LIVE! from Spotify Camp Nou in Barcelona, Spain

NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS XIX

Commentators: Marcus Woo & Valentina Gomez
Backstage Reporter: Pepper Montana

Announcer: Nina Dobrev
Senior Referee: Toyo Yasahiro
Referees: John Dean & Niklaus Forbes

"Champion" by UB40 begins to blast throughout Spotify Camp Nou in Barcelona, Spain.

Video footage detailing historic events over the EWC's history.

From March 1997 all the way down to the most recent episodes of Monday Night Brawl, Friday Night Rampage, Paramount Wrestling and EWC Prime!

Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Danny Mac and Steve "The Predator" Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Drake, Xplode, Luke Wolfe, Natalie Young, Candy, Dominic Sanders, Cyrus Black, Melody Malone, Scorpio, Xavier Reid, Jordan Sharpe, Stitches, Ace King and Killjoy Ito all with the EWC Undisputed Championship.

This is followed by highlights of showcasing current EWC Champions:


Queen Melody Malone

King Flip

Lavender

Marcu$ $t.John

Narumi Tsutsumi

Alex Carbajal

Jason Hunter

Sally Talfourd

Bosa

El Pablo

The Bastards

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in Spotify Camp Nou is insane as the crowd is absolutely electrifying in their uproar of cheers. Spotlights circle around the Stadium as the sold out 100,000 fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot.

The camera then zooms around the stadium showing the fans in a closer look.

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Fireworks emit outside Spotify Camp Nou and then all around the ring while a fog machine covers the venue in a red, green, orange and blue haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Marcus Woo and Valentina Gomez.

Woo: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Night Of Champions XIX!!!! I'm Marcus Woo alongside Valentina Gomez, and we are excited for what's in store for you this weekend here in beautiful Barcelona!

Gomez: It's an exciting night to be sure, Marcus! We are gearing up for a magnificent night of action here at the Spotify Camp Nou, and it's all building up to one hell of a main event!

Woo: For those who might not be aware, the Insanity Cage is practically ingrained in the history of the EWC, having brought out the best...and worst...out of its competitors, and tonight continues a standing tradition with a twist! Tonight, we watch eight of our reigning champions wage absolute WAR inside that Cage, and the man or woman who throws an opponent off that cage and through a table earns the right to face our EWC Undisputed Champion for the top prize in pro wrestling at WrestleFest XX!

Gomez: The war of words these fine champions have had all comes to a head tonight, Marcus! BRAWL, RAMPAGE, PARAMOUNT, and PRIME are all represented by those holding gold...but only one champion will punch their ticket to WrestleFest!

Woo: And with that coveted WrestleFest match on the line in our main event, we find the EWC Undisputed Championship being defended in more traditional fare as Narumi Tsutsumi makes good on what was earned with her G1 tournament victory as she takes on the champion, Melody Malone!

Gomez: Melody has declared herself the Queen of EWC for quite some time, and with her second reign at the top of the mountain she has proven this as valid...but how heavy is the head that wears that crown, and can the Indy Champion bring it down to stake her own claim?

Woo: Speaking of those staking a claim, Xavier Reid and Jamie Love did seemingly just that at Parabellum when they defeated The Southern Express for the EWC World Tag Team Championship, and the former champions have cashed in their rematch to bring us to tonight!

Gomez: Those two Bastards would love nothing more than to truly write a new chapter in the legacy of the tag titles, and they'll have to overcome the record-breaking Express to do it!

Woo: Rounding out the in-ring action tonight are three matches to crown number one contenders! Captain Morgan Darkwater takes on Stitches to see who earns a future shot at the EWC International Championship, Sour Candy and Asriel Buzzard look to settle some old business after a double count-out some time ago, with the winner looking to challenge for the EWC North American Championship in the near future, and in our opening contest we will find out if Chelsea Skye or Caleb Scott will become the next contender for the FX Broadcast Championship!

Gomez: The champion has been chomping at the bit to prove herself since winning the title a few weeks ago, and you'd better believe Bullet will be keeping a close eye on that match...as will Marcu$ $t. John and King Flip, for sure!

Woo: Folks, we are excited to bring you the hottest action here at Night of Champions XIX, and we want to thank you for joining us whether it's on Pay-Per-View or on EWCTV!

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We return to ringside after that EWCTV ad ..

Marcus Woo: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen .. it seems we're getting word that there's a disturbance of sorts in the foyer right now. Can we get a camera back there?

Back at the entrance, cameras catch up to the ticket area where a returning Phoenix Winterborn is walking through the turnstile alongside Krys Jericho, holding up a pair of tickets.

Valentina Gomez: Oh my God! We haven't seen Phoenix Winterborn since before Parabellum! After he was taken out of the equation in the HBO Broadcast championship contenders' match, we haven't heard a thing from him!

Marcus Woo: Night of Champions has just gotten a LOT more interesting. With everything he was saying before his absence against Ramage general manager Grizzly Duggan, one has to wonder if him having to buy a ticket to Night of Champions has anything to do with it!

Valentina Gomez: Don't be silly, Marcus. This is Night of CHAMPIONS. Something Phoenix is not, and wasn't able to be leading into Parabellum. This is just him enjoying the show at this point.

Marcus Woo: Somehow, I think there's a lot more to this situation than meets the eye…

#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE
FX BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP

Chelsea Skye
Vs Caleb Scott

Match Writer: Rotten Mark Keaton

We continue at ringside .. 

Woo: You never know who is going to show up here at Night of Champions, folks and the night is still young! 

Gomez: Right now though, its time to get things started with our first match o the night! The future contender for the FX Broadcast championship is going to be decided... RIGHT NOW! 

Dobrev: The following match is a NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS match for a shot at the FX BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP! Joining us first, from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 123 pounds, she is the Nightmare Angel... CHELSEAAA SKYE!

The fast guitar riff for “Reborn Through Failure” hits the speakers and once the vocals kick in Chelsea makes her way out onto the entrance ramp ready for battle. Chelsea makes her way down to the ring slapping hands with the occasional fan along the way, she enters the ring and runs the ropes as she waits for her opponent.

Dobrev: And her opponent, from St. Cloud Minnesota, weighing in at 205 pounds ... CALEEB SCOOOOOTT!

Lights go black as Ze Nigmar plays. Lights stay off as the song intro plays. Once the drums in the song start, a single beam of light from above the ring shoots to the stage as Caleb Scott rises from the floor through a ring of white smoke. Holding his chain-wrapped bat, Caleb stands there for a few seconds looking at the crowd. Caleb begins to slowly walk to the ring as a short row of fire ignites on either side of the entrance ramp. Caleb approaches the steel steps and places his bat on the top step. He then places his hand on top of it and closes his eyes for a few seconds before going up the steps and into the ring, the single beam of light follows him the entire time. He walks towards the corner and stands on the middle rope. He stares out into the crowd for a few seconds before taking a deep breath, extending his arms out to the side, and unleashing a loud, thunderous scream before the lights come back on.

DING DING DING

Skye and Caleb lock up in the middle of the ring, they push each other for a minute until Caleb walks her to the corner. The referee breaks it up and they regroup, they lock up again but this time Skye twists under while grabbing his wrist then spins to his back applying a hammerlock, she lets go and shoves his back then drop kicks Caleb in the upper back. He rolls forward and quickly gets to his feet, he uses the momentum to bounce off of the ropes and nails Chelsea with a hard clothesline before she can get set! She falls down hard and Caleb drops an elbow on her and hooks her leg…

ONE…

Skye kicks out. Caleb wastes no time and hauls her to a base, he throws her off of the ropes and swings another clothesline but she ducks and keeps on running, Skye bounces off of the ropes and nails Caleb with a twisting, flying clothesline! She drops an elbow and hooks his leg this time…

ONE…

Caleb kicks out, Skye quickly hauls him to his feet then hooks him right back down into a tight small package….!


ONE….




TWO….

Caleb just kicks out! Caleb gets to his feet, Chelsea Skye kicks him but he catches her foot and applies a standing ankle lock! The Scott Lock is in tight as she starts screaming, she turns and grabs the top ropes with both hands. The referee counts for Scott to break the hold, he releases it and she rolls out of the ring, she limps around holding her ankle in pain on the outside. Caleb drops down and rolls out, he goes to grab her but she rolls back in the ring, Scott slides in to chase her but she nails him in the back on the neck with a front flip leg drop! She drags him to the center of the ring then applies a sharpshooter submission hold but she cant hold it from the pain in her ankle and lets it go, she rubs her ankle trying to get feeling back into it. Caleb gets to his feet but is brought down again with a slingblade! The (For Justin) connects and she makes the cover…


ONE….




TWO…..

Scott kicks out!

Woo: So, so close to a three there! We almost had a new number one contender. 

Gomez: It was but Caleb Scott wants to be the number one contender so he'll keep powering through for as long as his body will let him. 

Chelsea Skye climbs to the top ropes, Scott has quickly recovered though and pushes her legs and crotches her on the top turnbuckles. Scott racks her over his shoulders for a super Final Resting Place but Skye twists behind him and nails him off of the top with a reverse frankensteiner! The crowds explode for this devastating maneuver! Chelsea doesn’t make the cover though, she slowly climbs back to the top ropes, she jumps with a Phoenix Splash (Skyes the Limit) finisher! Caleb just barely rolls out of the way and she crashes hard off of the canvas! She bounces two feet in the air and lays still. Both competitors are down and out on the canvas. The referee has no choice but to start counting them out…

1….

2…..

3…..

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7……

Scott stirs, he tries to sit up but can’t…

8……

Skye makes a twitching motion but still doesn’t get up…..

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Scott rolls over and hooks her leg!

ONE...




TWO…

Skye kicks out! Caleb hauls her to her feet, she takes a swing at him but he blocks it and sends her back down with a hard right fist. Scott reaches for the ankle lock again but Skye leans forward and mule kicks him right in the face! Scott reels back holding his nose, Chelsea Skye kips up then runs fast at him on the ropes, she nails him with a crossbody causing them to both tumble over the top ropes to the outside of the ring! On the way out, Scott’s boot kicks the referee right under the chin, knocking him out cold!

Woo: Both crash to the outside but they've inadvertently took out the referee. Takes away the risk of a count out, sure, but it does leave us in a near lawless match. 

Gomez: A no rules fight on the outside of the ring with no interference from the ref? Sign me up! 

After a full minute of laying on the padded matts, both wrestlers manage to get to their feet, the referee is still out cold in the ring. Skye grabs Scott and irish whips him into the barricade, he painfully rebounds back and she irish whips him straight into the ring post then gives him a german suplex to the padded mats. She slides in the ring then climbs to the top ropes. She stands there for a moment as the capacity crowd all stand up, anticipating what she is going to do. She turns then performs a phoenix splash all the way to the outside on Scott! The fans explode with holy shit chants. The Skyes the Limit was devastating as Caleb is out cold now. She drags his lifeless form in the ring and hooks the leg….

The referee is still out cold! She can’t believe it, she rushes over and starts slapping the referee, he slowly starts regaining his composure and coming to. She yells at him to get with it. After a long time trying to get the referee to wake up, Caleb has recovered! He grabs her and nails her with a forearm to the back of the head, he puts him head between her legs and lists her up, he throws her over the top ropes with an alabama slam (Grave Plot)!! The fans chant holy shit once more. Caleb crawls outside the ring, he lifts her up and throws her back in. He falls down and hooks her leg…..

Zack Tyler emerges on the stage and makes a bee line for the ring.

Woo: With the referee down, Zack is trying to seize his opportunity to cost Caleb his shot at the FX Championship.

Caleb is making his way to his feet as Zack slides in the ring. Zack begins to pummel Caleb with multiple right hands. He pushes him back and whips him against the ropes. Zack attempts a clothesline but Caleb ducks under, rebounds off the ropes and delivers a vicious spear to Zack. He looks out at the crowd as he stands over the 3 bodies lying in the ring. He then looks over at his bat, still placed on the steel steps.

Woo: Oh no, I think Caleb has something a little more violent than that spear in mind.

Gomez: Caleb wants to see more blood flow from Zack Tyler tonight.

Caleb kneels down in the corner of the ring and grabs the bat from the steps. He turns around and stays crouched down in the corner, ready to attack Zack. Zack, with all his might, makes it to his feet. He slowly begins to turn around as Caleb, both hands clutched on the handle of the bat, cracks Zack on the head. Zack lands flat on the mat as blood begins to pour from his head.

Woo: Caleb slams that chain-wrapped bat against the skull of Zack Tyler.

Gomez: Caleb did exactly what he said he would if Zack interfered.

Caleb slides the bat out of the ring, picks up Zack and throws him over the top rope down to the floor outside. As he does this, Chelsea has made it to her feet. Caleb notices and lifts her up onto his shoulders. Spinning her around and down onto her neck, he hits the Final Resting Place, hooking her leg.

ONE...



TWO...



THREE!!! 

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via submission and the NEW Number one contender to the FX Broadcast Championship … CALEB SCOTTTTT!!!!

Scott’s arm is raised in victory as he makes it to his feet, he celebrates on the top ropes. Chelsea rolls out of the ring and collapses, she holds her ankle in pain as she looks up in anger at Caleb celebrating his victory.

Woo: And Caleb Scott is the new number one contender to the FX Broadcast Championship.

Gomez: Chelsea Skye gave him a hell of a fight and she came close to winning the whole thing. 

Woo: Now we know who is going to face Alex Carbajal and I can't wait to see it, it's going to be a classic. 

Gomez: That's in the future. Right here tonight, Ace Heart has found someone backstage. Wonder who he has? Let's find out. 

Camera cuts to the backstage area of the stadium and Ace Heart. 

Cameras pan a backstage eating area for superstars and staff, several people in the background enjoying a meal at the scattered lunch tables. Ace Heart walks into view with a microphone in hand.

Ace Heart: Hello, Extreme Wrestling fanatics! It's your boy Ace Heart here looking to get an inside scoop on some of the wrestlers facing off tonight. I've come to the dining corner for the evening and have spotted none other than the EWC International Champion... King Flip!

Flip is visibly agitated as he is mid-bite into a whole wheat breaded sandwich of one sort or another as the camera and Ace Heart approach.

Ace Heart: Fl- KING Flip, my apologies. Have anything to say about the Insanity Cage match tonight?

Heart lowers the microphone for several seconds as Flip chews the food in his mouth and is damn near scowling at the interviewer. Ace brings the microphone back up.

Ace Heart: DEEP in contemplation, I see. Good. This may well be the biggest night of your career. It certainly is the biggest match you've been in since returning from injury, much less since you signed the dotted line in Extreme Wrestling over half a decade ago. Your opponents have had several things to say to you, about you, and so on and so forth. Any witty replies?

Heart once again lowers the microphone. Flip has swallowed his food, but opts to take another bite of his sandwich instead of answering. Heart continues.

Ace Heart: The STRONG and SILENT type, the ladies love it I'm sure. But interviewers don't. Could you at least tell me where your mind is looking to the future? With Stitches or Morgan Darkwater just on the horizon... with King Dong getting a shot at the EWC World Tag Team championships at some point... with Chanel's fat ass... ANYTHING? Maybe give us a preview of what we have to look forward to in the main event?

Flip aggressively gets up off the bench and stares Ace in the eye a mere inch from his nose. Flip chews.

And chews.

And swallows.

Then nods before unbuttoning Ace Heart's top button of his dress shirt with a flick.

Ace Heart: King Flip, I--

Flip stuffs the sandwich down his shirt, never looking anywhere but in Ace Heart's eyes.

Ace Heart: Aw, come on! Mustard STAINS!

King Flip: You want a preview? Here's your fucking preview.

Flip picks up the thick plastic lunch tray and feigns a swing at Ace Heart, who quickly whines and yelps as he fumbles out of sight of the camera. With a smile, Flip takes a few steps back and then BREAKS the tray over the head of an unsuspecting patron. It's El Gran Azul! Who was also enjoying a wheat breaded sandwich... but not anymore! Flip grabs him by the strings of his mask pelts his face into the table over and over and over and over again as the whole lunch area goes into a stir. He tears away at the strings and undoes the little shoelace knot, yanking off the mask in one fell swoop as he turns around. El Gran Azul drops to the ground. The audience in attendance is abuzz with confusion... then a gaggle of both cheers and boos as the camera zooms in to show the face of the masked wrestler. Flip can be heard chuckling just behind the camera as the world now knows El Gran Azul... is Timothy Khars!?

Woo: FLIP HAS COMPLETELY UNHINGED, HE ATTA-... wait, is that former Assistant to the Brawl General Manager? Is that Anthony Khars!?

Gomez: Flip has always been a lunatic, and his name is Timothy Khars you dork. But yeah, that's him alright.

The camera zooms out as it turns around showing a shocked Ace Heart with Flip walking just past him.

King Flip: There's your fucking preview.

The cameras cut away with Flip gripping El Gran Azul's mask as he exits the dining area and Ace Heart nearing a panic attack. The camera quickly fades. 

Pepper Montana is found backstage knocking on Shinijoshi's locker room door. Narumi is the one to respond as she comes out with the Indy Championship and a smile.

Pepper: Narumi! Just the woman I was looking for, it's always nice to see. I'm sure you've heard all the congratulations you need on your records with the Indy Championship, so I wanted to get right down to business about if you have a response to the words from the EWC Undisputed Champion this week.

Narumi: Hey! Always a pleasure, Pepper!

Narumi becomes more serious.

Narumi: Yes, she says I decided to focus on Shinijoshi after losing to Lavender. This means she's accusing me of either time travelling to have Shinijoshi formed waving our banners starting Scars and Stripes after I lost to Lavender weeks later or she is accusing me of telling Victor Price what matches to make on Prime because us wrestling as a trios was the only thing that changed after the invasion. Apparently, I wasn't participating in the EWC properly during the last cycle. A cycle she wasn't made to wrestle in I might add, so she did less than me. Group matches are just as important to the EWC as any other match, why would I refuse to help out in one of the more neglected aspects of the company? It's unprecedented how she's got things upside down, complaining about me not wrestling on Rampage and the ethnic makeup of Shinijoshi lacking diversity.

Narumi looks amazed at the camera and then speaks slowly.

Narumi: Malone, you're the one with the cross-brand Undisputed Championship. You're the one who might have expectations to try pressuring the GMs to have you wrestle and appear on their brands. Malone, you're in the ethnic majority of the EWC. You should be putting pressure on the all white groups, which there are many past and present, to diversify in the EWC. Which you didn't even do for your past faction that had no ethnic diversity in the competitors. Personally, these topics are not interesting to talk about, but if we're going to broach these subjects, it should be me hounding you, not the reverse. I respect you, Malone, but your foaming at the mouth is incomprehensible to me.

Narumi then looks to the sky even more puzzled and can't help but momentarily break into Japanese.

Narumi: Aita kuchi ga fusagaranai. And then you try to bring dishonor to my name by saying I stopped working for my spot in the EWC after I "found out from Victor Price" I had an Undisputed Championship shot tonight and that's why I stumbled against Lavender. First of all it was caught on camera that it was Mac who called me about it after I defeated Eddie Dozier to end his G1 undefeated streak and tied the most Indy Championship defenses for 500,000 dollars as bonus. Second off, if that's the case, you're telling me I won a ladder match, beat the former Undisputed Champion Scorpio in an hour-long iron person match, and overcame 6 feet 8 inches 265 pounds of beastly Bosa in an Born to be Wired match while I had stopped trying in the EWC? And even Rampage and Parabellum, I got five successful falls on Lavender, got MVP on Rampage, outlasted the entirety of Team Rampage, and was only taken out by a double team of Dio and Xavier, all while I wasn't putting an effort in??! If that's the case, all of the EWC will be finished when I start caring.

Narumi chuckles and shakes her head.

Narumi: No, I'm not that arrogant, and I don't hide behind not trying to mask my failures. Lavender's grudges for what I did to her in the past took her to a new level that I couldn't overcome that night. Lavender was better than me one out of four nights we've been in the same ring together. Having an Undisputed Championship match did nothing to numb the pain I felt that night for failing Prime against her! I hate losing just as much as everyone else does! I want to get her back at Uncensored as Undisputed Champion! I don't want excuses Malone, that's why I wanted this to be one-on-one, though I do apologize to Killjoy for being insensitive. Win or lose, I want it to be on me. And enough overanalyzing when I'm in singles or team matches; it's as blind as people who claimed I quit the tag division when I was defending my title in the G1. I never quit either division. I seek to rise to the top of the singles and team divisions as a decorated wrestler because professional wrestling is what I love to do. Defeat, and even you invoking my comatose father, only makes me try harder to improve myself to stop it from happening again. And believe me, I know I have many things to improve upon. I haven't even been in this company for two years yet. I have a lot of time to get better at this craft. And tonight, I'll see if I'm already better than you.

Narumi bows at Pepper and walks back into the Shinijoshi locker room. The camera cuts back to...

#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE
EWC NORTH AMERICAN
CHAMPIONSHIP

Asriel Buzzard
Vs Sour Candy

Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em

We return to ringside where Marcus and Valentina are standing by. 

Woo: Strong words from the challenger for the EWC Undisputed championship tonight. That match promises to bean absolute banger folks, you do NOT want to miss this. 

Gomez: But now we are going to find out who will be the next to challenge Marcu$ $t. John for the EWC North American championship. Candy and Asriel tied in their last encounter and this has lead to the blowoff here tonight. The winner of this match gets a shot at The Young Mogul!

Dobrev: The following match is set for one fall with the winner becoming the number one contender to the EWC North American Championship! Joining us first…

Moments after "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter begins to play throughout the Spotify Camp Nou in Barcelona, Spain, it suddenly switches into a more metal version of the song done by Risen From Shadows. Despite the boos coming from the crowd, Sour Candy seems unfazed as she walks out with a huge grin. She gives them a sarcastic wave and walks down the aisle.

Dobrev: Making her way to the ring straight from the Sour Patch.......SOUR CANDY!

As soon as a fan reaches out to touch her, SC jerks her arm out of the way and circles the ring before slipping under the bottom ropes. She stays on her knees and looks toward the entrance with the deadliest of stares as she waits for the match to begin.

Dobrev: And the opponent, from Hill City, Kansas and weighing in at 196 pounds ... ASRIEL BUZZARD!

The first few notes of a piece of orchestral music start to play around the stadium, with the harps giving way to violins after a few seconds and an image appearing on the screen as the house lights lower.



As the guitars of ‘Animals’ by Architects begins to pound around the stadium, strobe lights flash as the image on the screen fades to flashing images of a familiar face.

Slowly, Asriel Buzzard emerges from the curtain and stands atop the stage staring out into the crowd to a mixed response.



He walks down the ramp and circles the ring before rolling under the bottom rope and climbing the turnbuckle to stare into the crowd again, holding a closed umbrella aloft, his expression blank. 

DING DING DING

Candy runs at Buzzard but he counters with a backdrop. Candy shifts her weight and drives Buzzard to the mat with a DDT. He staggers to his feet where Candy hits him with a forearm smash that staggers Buzzard into the corner. She Irish whips him but Buzzard counters pulling Candy into a backbreaker. Buzzard grabs Candy hitting a snap suplex before running of the ropes hitting Candy with a basement dropkick. Buzzard hooks the leg as he makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Candy gets her left shoulder off the mat to break the count. Buzzard grabs the raised arm of Candy and kicks and stomps at Candy's ribs and back before legdropping the arm. Candy clutches her arm as she slowly gets to her feet. However, Buzzard runs smacking Candy with a running knee smash. He makes another cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Candy rolls to her side breaking the count.

Woo: Smart by Sour Candy there. Last time she got a shoulder up and it cost her so this time she rolls.

Gomez: She may be insane at times, but she's a smart wrestler.

Buzzard grabs Candy's left leg looking to apply a single leg crab. However, the sole of Candy's boot to his face changes his mind. As he shakes the cobwebs, Candy grabs him with a spike DDT that drives him to the mat like a…. well, like a spike. Candy jumps to the second rope and throws herself at Buzzard for a moonsault. She crashes down on him and hooks the leg.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard gets a shoulder off the mat. Buzzard charges Candy but she drops him with a drop toe hold. He gets to his feet and charges again. Candy also charges running through Buzzard with a spear. She makes another cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard rolls Candy up in a small package.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Candy kicks her way out. Both get to their feet. Candy brings the top of her head up smacking it off Buzzard's chin and knocking him to the mat. Candy covers.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard shoves his way free.

Woo: Some good near falls there by both competitors.

Gomez: Some smart wrestling too. From that small package to kick out, to that headbutt to the jaw

Candy lifts Buzzard to his feet. Buzzard breaks free and smacks Candy with a European uppercut. Candy staggers but rolls Buzzard up with a backslide.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard rolls out of the pin and cracks Candy in the face with a knee smash. She falls forward as Buzzard wraps his arms around her waist lifting her and hitting a piledriver. He hooks a leg.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Candy just raises a shoulder off the mat and no more. Buzzard stands in the corner waiting as Candy drags herself to her feet. Buzzard fires a Redeemer catching Candy on the jaw knocking her back down. Buzzard makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Candy gets her foot onto the bottom rope breaking the count. Buzzard punches the mat in frustration and yells at the referee.. Buzzard pulls Candy to her feet but she pushes him away and hits a Bitter Truth out of almost desperation. Candy drags herself along the mat to make a cover on her opponent.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard rolls to his side breaking the referee's count.

Woo: More near falls! What do you need to do to keep these two down?

Gomez: The North American Championship is a hell of a motivator. Both want to fight for it so both will do what they have to to get that shot.

Candy rolls to the apron and drags herself up the turnbuckles. She throws herself at Buzzard with a Soured Spiral. She grabs a leg.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Buzzard just manages to roll his shoulder off the mat to break the count. Both pull themselves to their feet. Buzzard hits a low dropkick to Candy's leg dropping her to the mat. Buzzard falls into the ropes and drags himself to the top turnbuckle. He dives hitting Anybody Out There. He bounces off with the impact and hooks a leg.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Somehow, Candy manages to kick out.

Woo: How in the name of hell is this still going?

Gomez: Not a damn clue.

Both lay on the mat for a few moments due to the toll the match has taken on them. Slowly both pick themselves to their feet. Candy is standing in front of Buzzard. She quickly turns and grabs him and drives Buzzard to the mat with an Unsweetened Ending. She rolls him over and drapes herself on top for a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THREE!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall .. and NEW Number One Contender to the EWC North American Championship ... SOUR CANDY!

Candy rolls onto her back and both lay on the mat for a moment. The referee raises Candy's arm in victory and she slowly pulls herself to her feet. She raises an arm in the air and makes a championship motion around her waist before falling into the ropes. She slowly heads up to the ramp stopping briefly to watch EMT's tending to Buzzard.

Woo: We just saw an absolute war and we have a winner. Sour Candy is the number one contender to the EWC North American Title!

Gomez: Asriel Buzzard doesn't leave with the win, but I wouldn't call him 'the loser'. This win could easily have gone to either competitor tonight.

Woo: We now have a number one contender for the EWC North American Championship but who will be number one contender to the EWC International Championship? We'll find out in our next match. 

Gomez: But first, we can cut to the back where Tommy Love and his Bastards as they ready themselves for a EWC World Tag Team Title defense later this evening. 

Camera cuts to Tommy Love in the backstage area. 

The camera cuts backstage as ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love is walking alongside the EWC Tag Team Champions Xavier Reid and ‘The Love Child’ Jamie Love.

T. Love: I want you two to stay focused out there, now is not the time to settle the score with Bobby and Jimmy for what happened in Calgary…

Tommy looks at his son Jamie, who looks annoyed with his father

J. Love: I know…drop it already…

T. Love: I just want to make sure the message gets through, I don’t want you seeing them or your sister and having some sort of ‘rage flashback’ and piss away these tag team championships…

J. Love: LISTEN!!! I’ve been busting my fucking ass here in the EWC for the chance to become a champion, to shut these fucks up when they say ‘Jamie Love can’t win the big one’...to show them all I’m more than just the ‘Memphis Loudmouth’s’ son…

Xavier seeing his partner getting worked up reaches out and grabs him by the shoulder

Reid: And you did that Jamie, at Parabellum you showed them all that you were a CHAMPION and tonight we prove that win wasn’t a fluke…sure it’s not going to be easy, Bobby and Jimmy have been here before, having a rematch clause and you saw what they did to Ace and Pablo in their own match, the X-Division match so Tommy’s right, we need to be focused on the task at hand and that’s…

T. Love: Beating these two old farts and establishing The Bastards as THE tag team in the EWC!!!

Tommy and The Bastards turn the corner inside Spotify Camp Nou and see two men standing at the door of The Love Club locker room

T. Love: OH YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME!!!

There standing guard are Travis and Mitch, The Love Club’s Hair Club Security Team. Tommy marches up to them, waving The Love Stick in the air but they hold out their hands stopping the manager

Travis: State your business creepy dude…

Mitch: Yeah, no groupies allowed…

Tommy shakes his head at the two men

T. Love: I’M NOT A FUCKING GROUPIE, I AM THE GOD DAMN MANAGER OF THE EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!

Travis and Mitch look at him and then at Xavier and Jamie but shake their heads

Travis: NO, Miss Bunny is the manager of the EWC Tag Team Champions The Southern Express…

Mitch: Yeah, did those goons of The Eleos Affect pay you off to get in there to cut Bobby and Jimmy’s hair because that’s not going to happen on our watch buddy!!!

Tommy shakes his head and points back to Xavier and Jamie, who hold up the EWC Tag Team Titles

T. Love: BOBBY AND JIMMY AREN’T THE TAG CHAMPS, THE BASTARDS ARE!!!

Travis and Mitch look at The Bastards and then each other

Travis: Those bastards stole Bobby and Jimmy’s tag belts!!!

Mitch reaches up and grabs the walkie talkie that’s attached to his shirt but the wire dangles down at his hip, not attached to anything

Mitch: We have a CODE 69 here…we are going to need you boys to hand over those belts and tell us how you were able to sneak into The Love Club Locker Room and steal them…

Jamie Love has heard enough and storms past his father and gets right into Mitch’s face as Xavier pulls out his phone and starts typing

J. Love: LISTEN HERE YOU JHERI CURL MOTHER FUCKER, WE DIDN’T STEAL SHIT!!! WE BEAT BOBBY AND JIMMY AND WON THESE BELTS, WE ARE THE GOD DAMN EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD AND YOURS BOSSES ARE OUR BITCHES!!!

Travis now steps forward

Travis: Listen here little man, those belts are the property of The Southern Express and we are taking them right here and right now…

Travis reaches out to grab the belt but Jamie pulls it away as Tommy rears back The Love Stick and cracks Travis across the head with the tennis racket. Mitch lunges towards Tommy as Jamie cracks him with the face of the tag team title…an all out brawl is about to take place as the door to The Love Club Locker Room opens and Bunny Love looks out over the scene and then at Xavier who smiles and waves

B. Love: What the hell is going on…

Travis and Mitch look up at Bunny

Travis: These fans have taken Bobby and Jimmy’s tag team belts and we are trying to get them back Miss Bunny…

Mitch: Yeah, you can never trust a groupie Bunny, they will let you fuck them and then rob you blind…

T. Love: WE ARE NOT…

But Bunny jumps in…

B. Love: Groupies, he is my father…

Bunny points to Tommy and then to Jamie

B. Love: He is my brother and he is…

Bunny points at Xavier, who cuts her off

Reid: Her opponent tonight…

Bunny smirks at Xavier

B. Love: Yes, my opponent, they are all…The Bastards are facing us HOWEVER, we are all part of The Love Club and…

T. Love: WE ARE ALLOWED IN OUR OWN GOD DAMN LOCKER ROOM YOU MORONS!!!

Tommy steps over Travis and enters the locker room as does Jamie, Xavier shakes his head and walks towards Bunny and the door

Reid: How drunk were they when they hired these two…

B. Love: I don’t know, I woke up one morning and they were standing guard outside their hotel door, they thought I was there to steal Bobby’s sperm and ‘turkey bast myself’ for a paternity case…

Reid: That happened once, in Dallas after a show…did you not read their book…

Xavier laughs as they step into the locker room where Tommy and Jamie are standing in front of Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, as the Express are tying their bandanas around their boots

Rose: HEY, how did you guys get past Travis and Mitch…

Lane: Aren’t they the best…

T. Love: I can’t believe you hired those two idiots after Steven fired them for allowing The Hooter’s Girls to steal all his scarves…

Rose: They got a raw deal Tommy, those girls flashed them their ‘specials’...

Lane: Their Double D Specials…

Rose: Any of us would have done the same, anyways they were out of work and times are tough for roadies and we have two idiots chasing us around with hedge clippers…

J. Love: Because you lost a Hair v. Hair match and bailed on your haircut…

Jimmy shrugs

Lane: We never said…

But Tommy stops him

T. Love: You can’t use the ‘each head’ card again and you can’t keep us out of our own locker room…we are the champs so if anything you two should find a different place to change…

Rose: Like hell, we were here first…

T. Love: That’s because you are used to the ‘early bird specials’ and get everywhere three hours before normal people…

Lane: Oh is that why I ate out Honey Hills…

But before he can finish that statement Bunny jumps in

B. Love: ENOUGH!!! Jesus, there is room enough for everyone in here…

Rose: HA, that’s what she said…

B. Love: We are The Love Club, all of us and this all ends tonight, win or lose we all need to come together as ONE group again and stop all this in fighting…

Reid: Well seeing as this will be the last time the losing team will challenge for these belts this year and seeing as you two are calling it a career I guess we can bury the hatchet…AFTER the match…

Rose: So thoughtful of you Xavier…

Lane: Yeah, I guess we will re-invite you to our going away party…

J. Love: I changed all my credit card numbers so I won’t be paying for that party…

Bobby and Jimmy laugh

Rose: Still pissed you can’t rent a AirBNB are we…

Lane: That was an epic rib…

Bobby and Jimmy stand up and stand across from Xavier and Jamie

Rose: We have all had quite the war over the past two years…

Lane: Be it The Southern Express verses The Young Lions, The Extreme Ravagers or The Bastards you two have been fun to fuck with…

Rose: But you two have gained our respect…

They extend their hands but Jamie is cautious of trusting the men that ‘faked a heart attack’ last year

J. Love: You two have a funny way of showing it…

Reid: Tonight we go to war for the last time and after the bell we bury this all…one last FIGHT, no shenanigans…two tag teams and may the best TEAM win…

He grabs Bobby’s hand and Jamie grabs Jimmy’s hand and the two teams shake on the deal but Tommy looks around Bobby and Jimmy’s back

T. Love: Just wanting to make sure nobody had their fingers crossed…

But off to the side Bunny moves her hand behind her back, with her two fingers crossed just in case…the camera quickly fades back to...

#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE
EWC INTERNATIONAL
CHAMPIONSHIP

Morgan Darkwater
Vs Stitches

Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em

We return to ringside where Marcus and Valentina are ready to get the next match started! 

Woo: The Love Club trying to squash their beef in and out of the ring tonight. That match is still to come, but right now we are going to decide who gets to face King Flip next for the EWC International Championship! 

Gomez: The Pirate versus the Carnival Clown. This one should be great! Let's get to it! 

Dobrev: The following contest is sch-...

Voice: Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. Not at this moment. Nina, I'm gonna need you to pop a seat for just a few moments.

The camera cuts to ringside, as Phoenix Winterborn is seen with a mic in hand and has jumped the barricade, standing next to the announcer's table, adjusting his tie.

Gomez: What is the hell is Phoenix doing? This is not your night!

Phoenix turned to Valentina, shaking his head.

Winterborn: Valentina, I'm sorry, but this really doesn't concern you. With that said, get out of your chair.

Gomez: Excuse me?!

Winterborn: I said what I said. I need your chair.

He strolled over to her, picking up the chair that Gomez had gotten out of. Settling the mic down for a moment, he picked the chair up over his head, throwing it into the ring. At this point, Krys Jericho had also hopped over the barricade to the ringside area, joining Phoenix as they spoke for a moment. She slapped him on the chest, and pointed towards the ring. He shook his head, and slid into the ring to set the chair up in the middle. Taking a deep breath, he took a seat, tapping the mic against his chin, as cheers and chants of 'PHOE-NIX! PHOE-NIX!' echoed.

Winterborn: So. Y'all surprised to see me? Trust me, I am too. Since SOMEONE won't return my calls to get back onto Rampage, I had to take matters into my own hands. The reason I haven't been on Rampage in months is because Grizzly Duggan doesn't WANT me on Rampage. He took me out of the HBO championship match through that table, and tried to play it off like someone else did it. I had a chance to get back into the title picture, and he didn't want that to happen because I wasn't ever supposed to make it! All the history. All the letdowns. That was all erased once I won the HBO Broadcast Championship. I shocked the world, and I wasn't supposed to. As soon as I took that belt, I went through absolute hell, and for what? What was the payoff? For Grizzly Duggan to send his golden boy after me in the first round of the Best of Rampage tourney, knowing…

Phoenix's mic is cut off as Lamb of God's "Omerta" starts to play.

Woo: This is not going to be good. Phoenix Winterborn is out here interrupting a quad brand pay per view, calling out the GM of Friday Night Rampage. I can assure you that neither him nor President Mac are going to be all too happy about this!

Gomez: He deserves whatever is coming to him! He stole my chair for no good reason!

The Rampage general manager steps onto the stage, a furious look in his eyes as he paces back and forth.

Duggan: Phoenix, what in the literal hell do you think you're doing? You have about three seconds before I…

Winterborn: Before you what, Grizz? Throw me outta here? Do it, I dare you. I'll just keep coming back show after show after show until you actually get back the pair that AC Delaney took when she left her spot as GM, because she obviously castrated you before you took the job.

Grizzly Duggan stormed his way down to the ring, climbing in quickly and getting in front of Phoenix. Meanwhile, Phoenix stood up, throwing the chair back against the ropes.

Duggan: Do you have something you want to tell me son? Because you’re about two seconds from…

Winterborn: I have as much time as I damn well please. Don't threaten me, Duggan. I've had a lot worse done to me by people a lot less threatening than you, you can bet on that. You wanna make an attempt at whooping my ass, Grizzly. I dare you to do it, but know this. You do it, and you had better watch your back, bitch. I'm not afraid of you, or anyone else in this company. I won't stop until I get my hands on you, and beat your ass for the world to see for what you've done to me. This whole thing you've tried to pull off, putting up this facade that I'm not the wrestler I claim to be? You know it's all bullshit. You know I am pound for pound the best wrestler on your show, and the ONLY reason I'm not standing here STILL the HBO champion is because you sent Ace King after me when I had gotten my ass beat for a month straight defending that belt!

The crowd cheered at this comment, as Phoenix got right in front of Duggan, looking up at him.

Winterborn: You. Won't. Fucking. Do. I...

Grizzly has heard enough, and hauls off, catching Phoenix with a stiff right hook, sending him reeling. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU, YOU TWO BIT HACK!" Grizzly yells before dropping Phoenix with a vicious looking short arm lariat. Winterborn crumples to the mat. Not being able to recover, Duggan picks him up, only to drop him with a big spinebuster.

Woo: Grizzly Duggan has snapped here, ladies and gentlemen! This is not how a member of management should be conducting himself!

Gomez: Phoenix provoked him!

Woo: Phoenix was airing his grievances, and if you ask my opinion? He was justified!

Gomez: Well, it's a good thing no one asked for your opinion, or you may end up how Phoenix is right now!

Phoenix goes to roll out of the ring to catch his breath next to Krys Jericho, but is grabbed by his head by Grizzly, who hoists him back up onto the apron. Thinking quickly, Phoenix pops off an enzuguri, stumbling Duggan back a few steps. He shakes out the cobwebs, and quickly slides in between the ropes, jumping up to catch Duggan with a slingshot Flatliner. Before Duggan can get back to his feet, Phoenix slips out of the ring, and onto the announcer's table, mic in hand as Krys stands in front of him on the ground.

Winterborn: (breathing heavily) Grizzly! I'll be at Rampage! And the next one! And EVERY SINGLE Rampage until you decide you want to man the FUCK UP, and face me!

More cheers echo from the crowd in attendance before Phoenix and Krys jump back over the barrier. By this time, Grizzly is back on his feet, as the spotlight shines on the duo on the stairs in the crowd. Phoenix poses as a split screen shows him, and Grizzly staring each other down.

Woo: Phoenix Winterborn has made his intentions VERY clear here tonight in Barcelona! He wants Grizzly Duggan one on one, and he's not going to stop until he gets it!

Gomez: Phoenix has better be damn careful what he wishes for. Grizzly is an EWC Hall of Famer, and breaking up a big pay per view such as this is NOT going to sit well with the front office, let alone Duggan!

Woo: Ladies and Gentlemen, The ring crew is quickly resetting here, but let's take a moment and talk about what just happened. Grizzly Duggan has a very unhappy employee on his hands and he needs to make a decision on how to handle it. We will certainly keep you updated on the fallout of this... I am being told we are ready to go now, so Nina.. Take it away! 

Dobrev: The following match is set for one fall is a Number One Contenders Match for the EWC International Championship! Joining us first, hailin' from the Grand Line and weighing in at 397 pounds ... CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!

The lights in the stadium cut out as first notes of Captain Morgan's entrance theme, "The Sunk'n Norwegian", kick in and the screens around the stadium fade in to the image of a perpetually burning skull-n-crossbones flag rippling in the wind.

Spotlights whip across the crowds, coming to rest on handfuls of Morgan's crew - each pirate dressed for trouble - as they make their way through the fans towards the ring, tankards in hands, yelling and drinking in time with the lyrics "One More Drink!", enjoying their grog with exuberant fans (who don't seem to mind getting splashed with the questionable alcohol), before finally climbing over the barriers to surround the ring, whipping the fans into a frenzy before the lights finally cut to the mainstage...

The spotlight rises on Morgan, sat on an elaborate throne, the back above his head an ornate skull-n-crossbones. He's sat there, stoic and calm, hands resting on the pommel of his cutlass "Black Betsy" as it rests, point first, on the toe of his thick black boots. As the cheers from both his crew and fans rise, he raises the cutlass along with it, holding it high above his head as fire erupts from the eye-sockets of the skull, and continue to burn fiercely as he slowly stands, sheathes his sword, cracks his knuckles and neck, smirks with a devilish glint in his eye... and pounds his open palm to the eruption of pyros!

The Brawlin' Buccaneer marches down the ramp, high and low fiving fans along the way, and snatches two tankards from the outstretched hands of his crew, raising them high for all to see, and pours them both into his open mouth at once, frothy brown liquid absolutely drenching the hulking man as his crew finish their drinks as well. Tossing the tankards into the crowds, Morgan jostles and roughhouses with his men, practically fighting his way through them as he climbs into the ring, truly pumped up and ready to fight like never before. Disrobing his coat and detaching his sword from his belt, he hands them to a crewman before gesturing for them all to leave, and they scurry back up the ramp, taking his throne with them, leaving the Captain alone in the ring, a devilish grin on his roguish features as he waits for his opponent.

Dobrev: And the opponent, residing in the Carnival of Shattered Dreams and weighing in at 260 pounds, the Carnival Clown ... STITCHES!

'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.

Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.

DING DING DING

Stitches runs at Darkwater but he cracks Stitches with a discuss punch. Darkwater lays into Stitches with forearm smashes to the shoulder blades before dropping him to the mat with a snapmare, Darkwater lifts Stitches to his feet but before he's able to, Stitches lifts him with an uppercut that staggers him. Stitches grabs Darkwater by the hair and pulls him down across Stitches' knee with a backbreaker. Darkwater clutches his lower back. Stitches grabs his left arm in a hammerlock. Darkwater lashes out with a back elbow but Stitches ducks it. Darkwater is able to reach the ropes and pushes Stitches off the opposite ropes before dropping Stitches with a uranage. He makes a cover.

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TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Stitches gets a shoulder up breaking the count. Both get to their feet where Stitches grabs Darkwater and throws him into the corner. Stitches follows him in with a clothesline in the corner. Darkwater staggers out and Stitches runs at him hitting an inverted cutter. Stitches covers him.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Darkwater rolls to his side.

Woo: Both getting early near falls in.

Gomez: Wrestling isn't always about beating your opponent into the mat. Sometimes it's about wearing your opponent down. This match may be about the latter.

Stitches grabs Darkwater by the arm and applies an armbar. He wrenches on the arm and shoulder before placing a hand under Darkwater's chin for added leverage and pain. Darkwater rolls Stitches over and frees himself with a punch. Darkwater lifts Stitches to his feet but he fights Darkwater off with shoulders to the gut. Stitches charges Darkwater but is spun around with a powerslam. Stitches staggers back to his feet but is driven back to the mat with a full nelson slam. Darkwater makes a cover

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Stitches gets an arm into the air as he rolls to his side. Stitches gets to his feet where Darkwater lifts him for a suplex. Darkwater walks a circle around the ring before crashing Stitches to the mat. Stitches staggers to his feet and falls into the corner. Darkwater throws himself at Stitches with a corner splash. Stitches staggers out of the corner as Darkwater runs at Stitches smashing him with a clothesline from Hell. He covers.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Stitches is just able to lift his shoulder off the mat before the three.

Woo: Very nearly a new number one contender there.

Gomez: I'm just checking my table for Stitches' head. I'm sure Morgan Darkwater knocked it off with that clothesline.

Darkwater lifts Stitches to his feet but Stitches drops him with a sidewalk slam. Darkwater gets to his feet and runs at Stitches who lifts him hitting a Samoan drop. Darkwater gets to his feet. Stitches grabs him by the arm. Instead of Irish whipping Darkwater, Stitches hits Darkwater with repeated headbutt strikes before whipping him hard to the corner. Darkwater stumbles out of the corner as Stitches comes rampaging toward him smashing him with a lethal lariat. Stitches makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Darkwatcer gets his left arm high of the mat. Stitches grabs it and pulls Darkwater to his feet. An arm wringer later and Stitches is climbing the ropes hitting a flying wallenda. Darkwater drops to one knee as Stitches runs at him ramming a knee into the back of Darkwater's head. Stitches covers.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Darkwater just gets a shoulder off the mat.

Woo: A big kickout there!

Gomez: Big? I'd be seeing stars and dreaming of Katy Perry if I got a knee in the back of my head like that. I don't know how Morgan Darkwater is even moving after that.

Stitches stands and watches as Darkwater slowly gets to his feet. He runs hitting Darkwater with a Beautiful Disasterpiece. He makes a cover

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Darkwater just manages to roll on to his front. Stitches smacks fists and forearms into the back and shoulder of Darkwater in frustration. Stitches lifts Darkwater to his feet but Darkwater grabs Stitches by the throat and lifts him into the air for a Hangman's Noose. He covers Stitches.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Stitches just manages to roll his shoulder off the mat. Darkwater grabs Stitches arm and drags him to his feet before hoisting him onto Darkwater's shoulders. He drives Stitches to the mat with a Keelhaul Slam. He covers him.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

The count is broken as Stitches' foot is just under the bottom rope. Darkwater unleashes a series of punches on Stitches before pulling him to his feet. Darkwater lifts Stitches into position for a suplex but Stitches counters with a Crimson Arrow. He grabs a leg as the referee counts

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Darkwater punches Stitches in the side to break the count.

Woo: I thought that was it. But then I thought that was it a few times in this one.

Gomez: So did I my friend

Both get to their feet. Stitches grabs Darkwater hitting a Sound Of Silence. Upon impact, he keeps the hold on transitioning into a guillotine. Darkwater fights and thrashes in an attempt to break the hold Stitches squeezes tighter until Darkwater stops moving. The referee checks his arm and calls for the bell when the limp arm drops.

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via submission and NEW Number One Contender to the EWC International Championship .. STITCHES!

Stitches rolls to his feet and raises an arm into the air in victory. He stalks around the ring as Darkwater slowly comes to.

Woo: We spoke earlier about wearing an opponent down, turns out Stitches just wore him out and sent Morgan Darkwater to sleep. King Flip beware this man is coming for your championship.

Gomez: Morgan Darkwater gave one hell of a fight. He may not leave with the win but he came so, so close to doing so and Stitches and King Flip will know it.

Woo: The match for the Tag Team Titles is up next and when Darkwater comes to, he may well be seeing double. 

Gomez: Before we get to that match, we can go to the back where I'm told we can catch up with Narumi Tsutsumi as she makes the final preparations for the Undisputed Championship match later tonight. 

Camera cuts to the backstage area. 

Shinijoshi are seen warming up in one of the backstage hallways talking to one another before we hear a voice.

Voice: Well, well, well. If it isn't the longest reigning Indy Champion of all-time!

Narumi turns around to see none other than Jordan Freaking Sharpe walking towards them. He is dressed up in a suit for once instead of his usual merch.

JFS: Well, I may not have gotten a shout out on your Fighter Talk post but I figured since I was here at the show I would come and congratulate you in person. I knew you would break every record that I had, Narumi, and seeing you grow on PRIME as the Indy Champion has been fantastic. I wasn't kidding when I said the Indies are yours now! But you and I both know there's still one job left. I know you can accomplish it, defeat the wicked old hag and become the third INDYSPUTED Champion in EWC history! And for that, I simply say good luck and I'm rooting for you.

Narumi: Thank you Jordan, it means a lot! You know how it goes, can’t have my Fighter Talk post be too long! I wanted to wrestle you on your retirement tour because I respect you. You know how I feel about you and your family, you’ll always be fixtures of Prime and I hope to see you make an appearance at Prime 100, it wouldn’t be right not to have you there for the big show. I may be bringing Prime past that milestone as champion with the rest of the current roster, but we’re only getting there because you and the others paved the road for us. Prime didn’t even use to be considered a big four brand. Tonight is another night I play my part in continuing that path making, some people still seem to think of Prime as a demotion or a startup brand, but I’m going to make sure no one can ignore that Prime is the brand everyone should want to be on because it’s where the best wrestle and we’ll have the top prize in the business! Trust me, the mission continues!

Jordan offers her a handshake, which she accepts as he adjusts his suit and continues down the hallway. He nods to Aiya, Megumi and Sonya on the way by.

JFS: Ladies, don't let me get in your way!

The camera slowly cuts back to ringside .. 

EWC WORLD TAG TEAM
CHAMPIONSHIP
The Southern Express

           EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS
Vs The Bastards

Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em

We return to ringside where the announce team is ready for the next fight! 

Woo: Some kind words there from the former #Indysputed champion JFS. Narumi surely has a huge task ahead of here momentarily tonight. 

Gomez: Melody Malone is the epitome of EWC right now and if Narumi wants to dethrone her, she needs all the support she can get. Right now though, we are going to find out who the epitome of Tag Team wrestling in EWC is! The Love Club goes at it once again for the EWC World Tag Team Championships! 

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.

Dobrev: Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love, from Nashville, Tennessee, They are 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.

Dobrev: And the opponents, at a combined weight of 340 pounds they are the EWC World Tag Team Champions, Xavier Reid and Jamie Love ... THE BASTARDS!

As 'For The Glory' plays out as 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love walks out onto the stage first, he turns and points 'The Love Stick' back as his son Jamie Love walks out and then Xavier Reid. The three men stand there for a moment looking at each other but all three turn as Maria Love comes walking out, she ignores Tommy and motions for Jamie and Xavier to follow her as she leads the two towards the ring as Tommy runs to catch up with 'his' team.

DING DING DING

Jimmy and Jamie start. Jimmy stands in the middle of the ring and holds his right hand in the air looking for a test of strength. Jamie looks at the high arm and raises his left to join the test. As he does, Jimmy swaps arms forcing Jamie to swap his arm. Again Jimmy swaps, Again Jamie swaps. Jimmy raises his left, his right, his left, his right. Each one in quick succession. As Jamie watches, Bobby attacks from behind with a forearm smash as Jimmy exits the ring. Bobby continues his assault with forearms to the back and shoulders before grabbing Jamie's left arm and twisting it into an arm wringer. Bobby drags Jamie to a neutral corner and rams him head first into the corner and then back to the mat with a Russian leg sweep. Both get to their feet and Jamie smacks Bobby with a forearm smash. Bobby responds with a hard chop to the chest that echoes through the stadium. Jamie falls into the corner holding his chest. Bobby grabs Jamie's left arm and uses it to ram his shoulder into Jamie. Again and again Bobby rams his shoulder into Jamie until Jamie can't stand and slowly falls to the mat. Bobby hits an elbow drop and makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Jamie pushes Bobby off to stop the count. Both get to their feet and Jamie grabs Bobby hitting a quick DDT. Both men are down and reaching for their partners. Bobby tags in Jimmy first. Jimmy gets into the ring and drags Jamie to the middle of the ring and drops an elbow on Jamie's lower back. He lifts Jamie to his feet and whips him off the ropes. Jamie counters sending Jimmy of the ropes. He back drops Jimmy to the mat on his return. Jamie grabs Jimmy's left leg, places a foot on the back of the knee and drives it into the mat. Jimmy yells in pain and clutches his leg. Jamie grabs it from Jimmy's grip and drives his knee into Jimmy's hamstring. Jimmy again clutches at the pain in his leg.

Woo: Smart move there, take out a leg and they can't do a lot of damage.

Gomez: It also helps in a tag match. Where you could probably get a tap out win before a pinfall one. A guy could tap out before his partner has time to get in the ring to break it up.

Jamie takes the time to tag in Reid. He gets in to the ring and hits Jimmy with a low clothesline. He lifts Jimmy to his feet and drops him back to the mat with a standing powerslam. He makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Jimmy rolls to his side breaking the count. Reid grabs the left leg and applies a kneebar. Bobby is quickly in to the ring and stomping on Reid to break the hold. Bobby stomps and punches at Reid before grabbing him and throwing Reid into the corner where he officially tags in. Jimmy and Bobby lay into Reid with right hands. Jimmy exits the ring. As Bobby snapmares Reid. He grabs Reid in a chinlock. Reid powers to his feet and lifts Bobby looking for a side suplex but Bobby manages to counter with a bulldog. He makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Reid gets his left shoulder up to break. Both get to their feet. Bobby hits right hands and runs off the ropes. Instead of hitting anything he's spun around as Reid catches him with a tombstone into a codebreaker. Bobby falls back where Reid makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Bobby gets a shoulder up breaking the count.

Woo: Those knees knocked him silly.

Gomez: This close to a loss for the Southern Express. They need to get back into this and quick.

Reid pulls Bobby to his feet and whips him off the ropes. Jimmy makes a blind tag. Bobby ducks a clothesline as Jimmy enters the ring and together they hit Reid with a double hip toss. Jimmy stays on the mat as Bobby and Reid get to their feet. Bobby jumps dropkicking Reid over Jimmy. Jimmy makes a cover but Bobby holds him down for leverage.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Reid gets a shoulder off the mat. Jimmy and Reid get to their feet. Jimmy chops Reid hard on the chest. Reid clutches his chest as Jimmy clotheslines him on the back of the head. Jimmy whips Reid off the ropes and drops him to the mat with a back elbow. He tags Bobby. Jimmy lifts Reid for a suplex as Bobby climbs the turnbuckles and leaps for a cross body as all three crash to the mat. Bobby makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

A shoulder off the mat breaks the count. Bobby grabs Reid for a Russian leg sweep as Jimmy runs off the ropes hitting a clothesline that, again, sends all three crashing to the mat. Bobby hooks the leg.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Another shoulder off the mat. Bobby positions Reid for a Powerbomb but Reid counters with a back drop and both men are down on the mat reaching for their partners.

Woo: Both men are down. The first one to tag their partner will have the advantage.

Gomez: Yeah, but will they keep it? This has been a very back and forth match.

Jamie tags in and he leaps into the ring dropping both Southern Express with clotheslines and dropkicks. The dropkick symphony continues until Jamie grabs Bobby's arms while Bobby's on the mat. Jamie waits as Reid grabs Jimmy's in the same way. The crowd cheer as they deliver Double Fuck You Stomps to their opponents. Jimmy rolls from the ring holding his nose as Jamie covers Bobby.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Out of the referee's view, Bunny places Bobby's foot on the bottom rope. Jamie, Bunny and the referee get into an argument over the rope break. Bunny climbs down from the apron as Jamie turns back to the match….. well turns back to a Mic Drop both of the Southern Express anyway. Bobby covers him.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Jamie just gets a shoulder up. Bobby lifts Jamie to his feet but Jamie rams a shoulder to Bobby's gut. Bobby is doubled over near his opponent's corner which allows Reid to roll over the ropes and Bobby for a sunset flip.. He heaves Bobby up and drives him into the corner for a buckle bomb. Bobby stagger out of the corner right into a cutter from Jamie. He's Not Going To Remember Tomorrow! Jamie makes a cover.

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Jimmy dives into the ring to break the count. Reid gets into the ring and a brawl quickly begins between all four as the referee attempts to regain control. Reid runs off the ropes. But Bunny pulls the rope down sending Reid falling to the outside. Jamie stops when e spots his partner's fall but gets clothesline from behind dropping him to his knees. Bobby and Jimmy grab an arm each and ram a knee In Your Face (or is that in his face?). Bobby makes a cover

ONE…



TWO…



THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Reid grabs Bobby's ankle and pulls him off Jamie to break the count.

Woo: Look just how close that was!

Gomez: Xavier saving this match for the champs in the nick of time!

Reid slides into the ring and another brawl breaks out. A clothesline by Reid eventually sends Bobby rolling out of the ring. Reid grabs Jimmy and lifts him for a powerbomb. Jamie climbs the turnbuckles and they hit He's Not Going To Call You. Jimmy rolls out of the ring as Bobby slides in the other. He charges at Reid who tosses Bobby into the air. Jamie leaps hitting One Night Stand. He covers Bobby.

ONE…



TWO…



THREE!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winners, via pinfall and STILL EWC World Tag Team Champions .. THE BASTARDS!

Jamie and Reid stagger toward one another and celebrate with a hug. Tommy Love appears holding the Tag Team Titles. He flaunts them in the face of Bunny before handing them to the champions. Jamie and Reid stand on the middle turnbuckles and raise the championships to the cheers from the Nou Camp crowd.

Woo: A dominant end to what was a very competitive match. The fact is that Xavier Reid and Jamie Love remain the EWC World Tag Team Champions!

Gomez: That it was but it has to be said that the Southern express came within a hair of winning those championships on a few occasions here. Like it or not they came out with a gameplan that worked really well here. However King Dong will have been watching this closely no matter who won.

Woo: Xavier and Jamie can now start focusing on that new chapter they're writing, and you can't help but wonder where the Southern Express go from here!

Gomez: They're slowly riding off into the sunset Marcus, though I suspect if they want one more tag title run they can probably grab it before they retire!

Woo: Folks, up next we have the Undisputed Championship on the line as the Indy Champion makes good on her prize for winning this year's G1 tournament. Narumi Tsutsumi takes on the champion Melody Malone, but it seems there's a bit of a commotion backstage!

We cut to the backstage area ...

Backstage, we find Pepper Montana patrolling the corridors when, all of a sudden, he bumps into an unexpected guest.

Montana: Oh my god! Shania Twain!? What are you doing here!?

The country music legend, having taken a moment to straighten herself back up after the collision, offers Pepper a wide - if slightly confused - smile.

Twain: Hi there! Why, I'm here for the tribute acts, of course!

Montana: Oh, that's great; that's real-wait, what? Tribute acts?

Twain: Yeah, I got an email from something called 'Las Oficinas de la Rainbowlution' saying that there was gonna be a contest featuring seven Shania Twain tribute acts here tonight.

Upon hearing the source of the email, a familiar weary expression washes over Pepper's face.

Montana: 'Las Oficinas de la Rainbowlution', huh?

Twain: Yeah - I assume it's some kind of LGBTQ-related thing?

Montana: Not exactly…

Before Pepper can fully explain the situation, the pair find themselves interrupted by the sound of off-screen singing from the far end of the corridor.

??: Ohhhhh-ohhhhh, you think you're special; Ohhhhh-ohhhhh, you think you're somethin' else!

Right on cue, X-Division Champion El Pablo steps into shot, title belt draped proudly across his shoulder and a wide grin on his masked face as he eagerly tucks into a family-sized Skittles packet.

El Pablo: Okay, so you've held the X-Division Championship for thirty days short of an entire calendar year!

Okay, so that means you'll have done something that only three other singles champions in EWC's modern history have done before you!

OKAY, so you'll have done all that while defending the belt as many times as the seven other champions in this match combined except for Bosa?

That don't impress me much!

The Technicolour Tecnico breaks into a momentary dance as he hums the hook of Shania's classic 1997 hit, the singer even joining in herself before Pablo snaps back towards the microphone that Pepper holds awkwardly aloft in front of him.

El Pablo: I tell you what, guys, it's a high frickin' bar we're operating under here, huh? I mean, if being on the cusp of something that hasn't been accomplished in singles competition since Scorpio defeated Ace King for the United States Championship in 2019 doesn't impress the people I'm about to step inside that Insanity Cage with…like, what are we even doing, y'know? Why are any of us even bothering?

But, hey, it's fine-

The somewhat hysterical manner in which EP continues to shovel suggests that it may not, in fact, be fine.

El Pablo: -it's fine; because, once I impress upon their faces a fistful of these Skittles right here…

Once I impress upon their flesh the pain of unforgiving steel and staples and barbed wire and broken bottles…

Once I impress upon their bloodshot eyes the sight of El Pablo as Number One Contender to the EWC Undisputed Championship, as they stare up at me from beneath the charred splinters of several broken tables, they will have no choice but to put some respect on my motherfrickin' name!

They will have no choice but to colour themselves impressed!

They will have no choice but to sit back and listen to me say to whoever walks out of this stadium here, tonight, the Undisputed Champion…Come on Over.

Come on Over, Baby!

With that final, triumphant roar, EP slaps the base of the Skittles packet, sending multicoloured candy shells everywhere as he leaps out of shot to leave Pepper and Shania alone once more.

Twain: That was also one of my songs.

Montana: I know.

Twain: Who was that guy, anyway?

Before a sheepish, startled Pepper can answer, the camera cuts to ...

We cut to the X-Tron feed as the smug face of Jack Severn appears on screen. Boos immediately rain down.

Jack: HELLOOOOOOO BARCELONA! It’s me, your FAVORITE EWC Superstar, The Prime Time Catalyst, Jack Severn! And as the Prime Time Catalyst, I feel as if it’s my duty to wish fellow Prime Superstar Narumi Tsutsumi luck in the main event tonight. I know how hard she’s worked to get here, and I can only hope she can pull off the girlhood dream and bring that Undisputed Championship home to Prime! You know, so when I beat her for the Indy Championship, I have a much more important victory over the Undisputed Champion. Then all I gotta do is rack-up those Indy Championship wins, get to the top of the Undisputed Championship rankings, and I’ll be your double champ before you know it! Buuuuut on the other hand, her opponent IS Melody Malone, who I’ve previously established to indeed be my GOOD FRIEND. And it would be pretty nice to have Melody injure Narumi before our match… So good luck to both of ya broads! I hope you tear the house down or whatever the dumb wrestling nerds in Spain love to see. Either way, I win. Remember daddy’s watching, girls. Catalyst out! 

Jack sarcastically waves goodbye as we cut away back to ringside. 

EWC UNDISPUTED
CHAMPIONSHIP

INDY CHAMPION
Narumi Tsutsumi
    EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION
Vs Melody Malone

Match Writer: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton

We return to ringside where the match for the EWC Tag Team Championships just recently ended. The crew is doing a quick check up to make sure everything is ready for the next fight. While they’re finishing their inspection, we cut over to commentary.

Woo: Welcome back, folks! That was Jack Severn on the X-Tron and well .. the fans aren't pleased about it. Don't worry though .. the night is still very young, and we still got a potential match that may very well steal the show away from the main event! Narumi Tsutsumi looks to dethrone Melody Malone and become the first Undisputed Champion from Prime since Jordan Sharpe held the title!

Gomez: But we know that Malone will make the task an easier said than accomplished one. So who will prevail? Only one way to find out! Take us away, Dobrev!

Dobrev: The following match is for one fall, and it is for the EWC Undisputed Championship! Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 125 pounds, from Shinjuku Japan.......she is the Onihime…… the EWC Indy Champion .. NARUMI TSUTSUMI!

Stage spotlights shine down in the dark as "The Baddest" by Raon Lee begins to play with the oni princess skipping onto the scene in a pink oni mask. Narumi waves at the fans as the spotlight follows her. As she makes her to the ring apron, she turns to the camera to take off her mask and blows a kiss as the lights turn back on in the stadium. She enters the ring to skip around and wave at the crowd.

The lights dim, but don’t go dark before the soft words of Billie Eilish begin to play over the P.A. system.

Bite my tongue bide my time

Wearing a warning sign

Wait till the world is mine

Visions I vandalize

Cold in my kingdom size

Fell for these ocean eyes

As the chorus hits, a bright flash of pyro explodes from the base of the X Tron in stereo with the bang and Melody Malone stands on the stage, flanked by her personal retainer Rory Hyland. Melody stands with a crown atop her head as a spotlight follows them down to the ring.

Dobrev: Making her way to the ring, accompanied by Rory… she is YOUR QUEEN of EWC and the EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION… MELODY MALONE!

You should see me in a crown

I'm gonna run this nothing town

Watch me make 'em bow

One by one by one

One by one by

Rory climbs onto the apron first, holding the ropes open as Melody climbs the stairs and steps through with her chin held up to keep the crown atop her head. She gives the crowd a sarcastic smile as they boo, and she gingerly removes the crown from her head and hands it off to Rory as he exits.

You should see me in a crown

Your silence is my favorite sound

Watch me make 'em bow

One by one by one

One by one by one

The lights come back up to full brightness, and Melody has her gloves tugged into place as she rakes her hair back and prepares for her opponent.



Woo: If the electricity lingering in the air is any indication to go off of, this is going to be an incredibly intense battle! Hang onto your seats, folks and try not to blink! This’ll definitely be a fight we won’t soon forget!

DING DING DING

Malone wastes little time in charging forward at Narumi, seeming very hellbent on showing how willing and ready she is to defend her crown of sorts. She throws an Enzuigiri at Narumi, but The Onihime gracefully ducks, causing the kick to only hit air. Narumi gets back up to a vertical base, then tries to sweep The Queen off her feet with a Leg Sweep!

At most, Melody stumbles slightly, but keeps herself standing on her feet. The two women begin circling one another, now quickly seeing it’s going to take a lot of methodical thinking to conquer the other wrestler.

Narumi tries her luck and throws the first attack next, going for a Roundhouse Kick aimed at Malone’s head. With The Queen being the taller of the two wrestlers, she isn’t able to duck as easily. She does, however, jump backwards, dodging just as gracefully as Narumi did against her Enzuigiri. The Onihime rushes forward in an attempt to close the distance between them, but just barely stops in time to avoid what would have been a brutal Superkick intending to behead her!

The two resume circling around one another, finding themselves starting over from square one on who can outsmart the other fighter.

Woo: You can tell just how focused both women are here, eager to find an opening in the early goings! 

Gomez: They both know what it means to hold the gold Marcus, and this one is for the biggest prize of all!

Malone seems to find an opening and darts forward. She feigns a punch, and her plan works! Narumi prepares to grab the arm, but looks taken aback when she doesn’t follow through with the attack. Melody takes advantage of Narumi’s confusion and throws one well placed Pump Knee Strike straight to the challenger’s forehead! She collapses onto the mat, and as she falls down, The Queen wastes little time in grabbing one of Narumi’s legs! She’s going for her submission hold, Queen’s Grace! Narumi quickly snaps out of the daze from the knee strike and realizes the danger she’ll be in if Malone finishes the move. Narumi mangoes to power out, using sheer physical prowess, determination, and adrenaline to help her out before the technique is completed. She then proceeds to counter with her own maneuver, The Master Sword!

Her elbow slams hard against Melody’s own forehead as Narumi tries to give The Queen a taste of her own medicine! Narumi tries to go for a cover, but is shoved off of the Champion before the referee can even count to one!

Woo: Melody took quite the beating there but still has plenty of fight in her!

Gomez: That's the determination of being at the top of the food chain!

Malone and Tsutsumi both take a few moments to shake their heads, getting rid of any lingering pain that may be coursing through their skulls. Melody turns towards the challenger, glaring a hole at her as she sees how equally stubborn Narumi is to try to leave with the win. In her own effort to show she’s far from done fighting, Melody takes advantage of Narumi still snapping herself out of her daze and catches her in a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors. As Narumi lands onto the canvas, she drags the Onihime towards the ropes and hangs her upside down against them! She’s trapped in a Tree of Woe pose! And we can clearly see that Melody isn’t done with Narumi!

She attempts to follow up with a baseball slide that is aimed for Narumi’s forehead, but Tsutsumi’s hand shoots out in front of herself, grabbing tightly onto the incoming leg! The crowd erupts as The Onihime not only interrupts Melody’s assault by grabbing the foot, but she counters!

Despite still being upside down, she manages to aim a Mae Geri Front Kick and have it land against Malone’s own forehead. As The Queen stumbles backwards, Narumi untangles herself from the ropes and throws a brutal Superman Punch that goes for Malone’s sternum!

The Queen just barely manages to catch the punch before it lands as she tries to twist Narumi’s arm into an armbar! She’s about half-way done in executing her plan, but the referee stops her and points out that Narumi’s free arm is gripping onto the ropes tightly.

Malone scoffs, not looking overly happy about having to stop her plans, but obeys the referee and lets begrudgingly go of The Onihime. The two back away from one another and begin coming up with some new battle plans, both looking a bit exhausted but equally determined to ensure this night goes their way, no matter what risks may come with their ambitions.

Woo: The wear and tear is evident on both champion and challenger, Valentina!

Gomez: We're deep in the trenches now Marcus, but something's got to give!

Narumi uses the ropes behind her, aiding in launching herself straight for The Queen! She’s going for a Springboard Forearm Smash, evidenced by the way her forearm is raised and aimed at, but Malone isn’t going to have any of that if she can help it. So she does just that and catches Tsutsumi before her attack can find its mark.

The Queen then proceeds to jump up, still holding tightly onto Narumi as she executes a Jumping Snapmare against the challenger. Melody stares down at The Onihime, who doesn’t immediately move. She smirks, looking satisfied with her work, and hooks the legs!

ONE!

TWO!! NOOOOO!!

Narumi kicks free, showing that despite the damage she has most certainly taken, she isn’t done fighting either. Melody clicks her tongue, but allows Narumi to get back up to a vertical base. Narumi smirks as an idea comes to her. She throws a punch towards Malone … but it’s her own feint!

This allows Narumi to slip behind The Queen and lock in a Rear Naked Choke! Malone fights back, but given all of the injuries she’s also endured this fight? She’s steadily beginning to fade! It’s taking all of her strength and willpower to remain standing, but her legs are shaking and looking ready to give out sooner than later! The crowd roars at the display, and this only encourages Narumi to tighten her grip on Melody!

Woo: Narumi is NOT letting go here, she looks poised to bring the champ all the way down!

Gomez: And a hell of a way to win the title here, for sure!

Melody’s eyes are half-lidded. We can easily see the hold has done its job and taken quite the toll. Which makes it odd when Narumi … lets her go? Yes, but not for long, and we soon see why! Leaving a pained and dazed Queen in the dead center of the ring, The Onihime jumps atop her shoulders! Wrapping Hime! She executes her Wrapping Hime technique against Malone! She then hooks the legs!

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE—!!! Holy cow!

Malone kicks out at what must have been 2.99! Narumi looks shocked, and The Queen uses this in her favor! She swiftly pulls The Onihime up to her feet, then runs towards the ropes. The Noble Pursuit! The Queen takes her turn and hooks the legs!

ONE!



TWO!!




THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, via pinfall, AND STILL THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION, YOUR QUEEN, MELODY MALONE!

Narumi bows her head, slapping the mat as she realizes how close she just was to winning … and simultaneously understanding that despite her best efforts, they all backfired against her. She huffs, her gaze remaining downward as she rolls out of the ring. The Onihime glances back one last time, looking right at The Undisputed Championship, before heading backstage … still keeping her head up high even though her heart is probably sinking a bit from the loss.

Melody, meanwhile, smiles widely, all but yanking The EWC Undisputed Title out of the referee’s hands and holding it up high! She points to herself, indicating she has zero intentions of losing it to anyone anytime soon. Rory enters the ring and raises her left arm, while the right is lifted by the referee! The camera lingers on The Queen for a few more moments before shifting over to commentary.

Woo: So close! Narumi was mere moments away from securing that win! With how stellar she’s been this season though, there are little doubts she’ll find a way to put herself back into the picture eventually.

Gomez: Until then, Melody Malone is still not only our Queen, but Undisputed Champion as well. May her reign continue to be a long one here in the EWC!

Woo: She's got a rough road ahead of her though, as we know the EWC Rumble this year will be for the championship...and that's just one stop for the champ on the road to WrestleFest XX!

Gomez: And with that, all eyes are on the Insanity Cage for this year's main event, where one champion will look to overcome seven others for the glory of competing at WrestleFest for the Undisputed Championship!

Woo: Let's take a look back at how we got here, and what led up to this year's Insanity Cage!

We see the ring crew already hard at work lowering the Insanity Cage itself, before we cut to a video package highlighting the season so far, including the path that each champion has taken to get to this year's Night of Champions main event! There is a particular focus on each champion's crowning moment of winning the title that brought them to the dance...and believe us, this is the dance...before showing us footage from PARABELLUM where nearly all the champions were involved in some way. The package ends with the question that's been on everyone's mind going into tonight:

Who will survive the Insanity Cage, and go on to WrestleFest XX to compete for the EWC Undisputed Championship?

And with that, we come back to ringside for our main event of the evening, the Insanity Cage finally lowered and in position!

ALL CHAMPIONS
INSANITY CAGE
8 PERSON INSANITY CAGE MATCH
EIGHT CHAMPIONS WILL FACE-OFF IN THE MAIN EVENT
THE WINNER WILL BOOK A GURANTEED TICKET TO WRESTLEFEST XX
AND BATTLE FOR THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP

 
The Triple Tier cage is just like the one in WCW, and the rules are basically the same.
Start out in the bottom cage, climb a ladder into the second tier, leave through a door and climb up onto the outside of the third tier.

The differences are that the three cages are three different kinds of hardcore matches and the ending is different as well.

The 1st cage is a barb wire match.
The 2nd cage is an extreme weapons match featuring barb wire wrapped 2x4's/ baseball bats, kendo sticks, glass bottles, staple guns, sickles, scissors, and steel pipes.
The third cage is merely the launching pad for the ending.
Because the only way to win is to throw your opponent off the third cage through the STACKED FLAMING TABLES!!!

EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION
King Flip

EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION
Lavender

EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION
Marcu$ $t. John

FX BROADCAST CHAMPION
Alex Carbajal

HBO BROADCAST CHAMPION
Jason Hunter

CW BROADCAST CHAMPION
Sally Talfourd

SHOWTIME BROADCAST CHAMPION
Bosa

EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION
El Pablo

Match Writer: The Mad King

We return to ringside where Dobrev stands outside the menace of a triple cage, prepared to call the main event.

Woo: And here we go folks, the moment this night has been building up to .. the Insanity Cage! Eight EWC Champions, trapped inside a monstrous and brutal cage. First our EWC President, Mr. Danny Mac gave us StrangleMania, the most brutal event in Wrestling history. Then he brings in the Insanity Cage, making it a staple on the night we celebrate our champions. His Halloween parties must be wild!

Gomez: Stop trying to get an invite. A long standing tradition here in the EWC takes a new twist tonight though Marcus, as one of these champions will punch their ticket to a shot at the Undisputed Championship at WrestleFest XX! Which one of these eight will headline WrestleFest in December? We're about to find out. 

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! The following match is the INSANITY CAGE match! To be declared the winner of this contest, you must traverse through the barbed-wire of the first cage and climb a ladder to the second. From there, you must exit outside the second cage and climb to the third. Once an opponent climbs to the third cage, in order to win the contest, you must throw them off the triple-cage structure through flaming tables outside the ring! The person to throw their opponent through the burning tables below will be given a match at the final night of WrestleFest XX for the Undisputed Championship!

The X-Tron fires up and begins to play the brief history of the Insanity Cage match as Debrov works the crowd through the stages of the event. It showcases the violence of the bout as clips of previous year's Insanity Cage match plays out for the audience with Ace King retaining, Cyrus Black winning, Candy reigning supreme, clips from Stranglemania XIII's 'King of the Mountain' match where Hall of Famer Luke Wolfe walked away with the Undisputed championship, and finally clips from Stanglemania X when Kurt Newman went through the contest against thirty-six other competitors to win the International championship. The absolute chaos throughout the video package is hyped even further as fans across the stadium 'ooh', 'ahh', cheer and boo as their favorite or less than desirable former champion appears on the screen amongst the smattering of violence throughout.

Dobrev: Joining us first, ladies and gentlemen, I bring your attention to the Beast Incarnate. He is a man known the world over for his power, strength, and never surrender attitude. He is a second generation superstar with a family legacy that will be spoken about for years to come. Hailing from Marin, California! Weighing in at 265 pounds. He is the Showtime Broadcast champion... the BEAST OF PRIME... BOOOOOOOSSSSSSAAAAAAAA!!!!

'The Bleeding' by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play! The crowd completely erupts as Bosa emerges from the backstage area with the Showtime Broadcast championship around his waist! Stopping on the stage area, he glares at the ring a moment, adjusting his gloves and pads. Taking a deep breath, he looks around the stadium as the fans cheer him on. Licking his lips, he nods his head.

The camera slowly pans around Bosa now as the fans continue to respond loudly! Bosa remains in place, allowing himself to bask in the moment. With one last nod, he begins to walk down the rampway and stops just before the entryway to the cage to hand off his championship. He enters the hellscape that is the triple cage and slides under the bottom rope. He paces the ring, stretching his arms as he does so. The stadium is completely overwhelmed by the sounds of the fans stomping their feet and clapping their hands.

Bosa's theme song slowly fades out as he stands in place, anticipating the battle that is yet to come. In the distance, the fans begin to chant his name. Bosa nods and remains focused on the match that is about to begin. The buzz of the crowd falls as the lights fade down and everyone finds themselves in darkness. After a moment of nothing, there's the crackling of an old recording, and then a voice:

"Ladies and Gentlemen!"

"Your act at this time!"

The stage screens begin to flick to life with an old reel of film showing various clips of magicians performing, shots of crowds smiling and laughing, point and wondering. All, of course, in silence.

"Sights of wonder and amazement!"

"A spectacle that will confound and amuse your mind!"

The stage screens continue to flicker with the images of an era bygone. The final clip comes to focus on a figure standing alone on a stage, the back to the screen, obscured by the shadows.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!"

"The Last Magician!"

There's a pause, and then the beginning of ‘Troublemaker’ by Troublemaker comes across the PA, the whistling first cutting through the silence then drowned out by the fans’ cheers. The screens up the stage area still show the silhouette of a lone person standing in the shadows.

Then, mirroring that shot, a sole spotlight fades in at the top of the ramp, and we find 'The Last Magician' Sally Talfourd with her back to the stadium. The crowd gets louder and then, as the music kicks in, Sally turns to face the crowd, her arms outstretched, the CW Broadcast championship over her shoulder, and her head bowed to everyone.

Dobrev: Ladies and gentlemen, making her way to the ring, she is the CW Broadcast champion... 'The Last Magician' ... Sally Talfourd!

Sally lowers her arms, raises her head, and makes her way down the ramp. Fans rush to the railings. She makes a direct line to the ring, stopping for a moment to hand off her championship, pulling herself up to apron, looks around to the fans before she steps in, coming through the ropes loosening her wrists. Sally laps the ring as the stadium returns to normal, then takes up position across the ring, readying herself for the action.

Dobrev: And their next opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 135 pounds. She is the FX Broadcast champion... ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL!!!

The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the Tron as guitar stabs ring out. 'God Is A Bullet' by Concrete Blonde starts up in earnest and Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton, Jackie “Bandit” Layton, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Aoife “Banshee” Maguire walk out seemingly leading the way for their fifth sister. Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war. The Shieldmaidens make their way to the ring and Bullet stops for a moment, removing her championship belt from around her waist to hand off to the stage hand, and steps into the ring starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.

Dobrev: And their next opponent, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 215 pounds. He is the HBO Broadcast champion... JASON HUNTER!!!

'Soldier' by Neffex comes over the speaker Jason is up on the ramp with his back towards the crowd. His red and gold leather jacket with his hood over his head. Diana is wearing a red outfit came out on the stage with the HBO Broadcast championship around her waist and a bit of a smirk on her face.

I spit raps like a heart attack, fast fatal hard impact

Past painful scars in fact, I blast tasteful bars in packs

Jason then pop his hood off like AJ Styles would as he toss his arms and form a X over his head towards the sky for his father. Diana start walking down the ramp while he play with the fans and gives them a few "X" symbol towards them.

I back up my actions, fact, don't ask, grab reactions, jacked

Attack with every word then act with class, as they hear me snap

Jason just grins while he plays to the fans a bit more.

I got nothing to lose, 'cause I fought and felt the bruise

Now I'm not the one confused, call the shots and they produce

I ain't lost I'm finally loose, pick a noose over excuse

Diana is at the bottom of the ramp with her shades on her face a bit low looking around especially at the people inside of the ring she just grins walking up the stairs where she would usually hold the ropes for Jason to enter the ring. She stops after realizing they're wrapped in barbed wire and Jason enters the ring. Once inside the ring he slides off his jacket. Jason fist bump Diana as she stay down the steps with his jacket taking it over to Angel who was at ringside, grinning ear to ear looking back into the ring. Jason smirk glaring over at the people ready to fight.

Dobrev: And their next opponent, being accompanied to the ring by his manager, Chanel, hailing from the land of money and fame, weighing in at 220 pound. He is the EWC International champion... KING FLIP!

K I N G F L I P zooms from right to left across the X-Tron and is followed swiftly by a pyro. 'Machinegun' begins to play as the man in the hooded vest, head low, emerges from the curtain with the International championship around his waist and his manager quickly in tow. He gets to the edge of the rampway when he lifts his hood to reveal that arrogant half smile. The lyrics chime in as he walks slowly down the ramp with his eyes locked in on the ring. He hands his belt over to Chanel, then fakes a slide into the ring as both Bosa and Jason Hunter rush forward. Flip looks on with a smile as he walks around the inside of the structure outside of the ring.

Dobrev: And their next opponent, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 132 pounds. She is the EWC United States champion... LAVENDER!

The lights go out as 'Challenge' by Cellar Darling begins to play. The lights flash in time to the intro until the first vocals hit. As the vocals hit smoke billows from behind the curtains and a spotlight shines down upon the center of the stage. The lights come back on shortly afterward and out walks Lavender wearing the United States championship. She looks out across the crowd as the crowd erupts into cheer. A smile creeps across her face as she embraces their warm welcome.

Lavender begins to make her way down to the ring with a calm and cheerful demeanour. As Lavender reaches the bottom of the ramp she hands over her championship and walks over to the steel steps, walks up the steel stairs, and enters the ring. Lavender then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and holds her arms up high in the air to accept the warm adulation from the crowd. Lavender steps down from the turnbuckle and waits for the match to commence.

Dobrev: And their next opponent, from Silicon Valley, California, weighing in at 210 pounds. He is the EWC North American champion... The Young Mogul... MARCU$ $T. JOHN!

'Fast Lane' by Bad Meets Evil blasts through the stadium. M$J slowly walks out onto the entrance ramp and soaks in the cheers with the North American championship in his right hand. He pumps up the crowd more before posing on the center of the entrance ramp. He walks down to the ring slapping fans hands with a huge smile on his face.

He stops right before he gets to the ring and listens as he hears cheers that he is getting from the crowd. He walks around the ring and high fives anyone who has their hands out. He hands off his championship just before he jumps up on the apron and wipes his feet before he enters the ring and poses in the middle of the squared circle as a light shines a hundred dollar bill in the center of the ring with his face on it. Pyros hit as the music fades.

Dobrev: And the final entrant of the evening, from Puebla City, Mexico, weighing in at 180 pounds. He is the EWC X-Division champion... The Technicolor Tecnico... EL PABLO!

A cry of “VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!” leads to 'Party Hard' by Andrew WK hitting the sound system, as the stage and ringside area becomes bathed in flashing, flickering, brightly-colored 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. The referee exits the ring and the door to the first cage is chained shut with a huge deadbolt lock.

Woo: There's no turning back now, this is going to get brutal! Who will survive and go on to WrestleFest XX?

DING DING DING

Seven competitors all begin to look for the opening volley, looking from their closest opponent on one side to the closest on the other. Nobody seems to want to make the first move until they realize King Flip has snuck a ladder near one side of the ring. He quickly begins rushing up the ladder. Bosa and Jason Hunter once again spring into action, but Lavender, Carbajal, and Talfourd stand in their way not noticing what's going on behind them. The five get into a gaggle of a brawl which $t. John and El Pablo nearly join when they see the International champion. They give one another a nod and take to the top turnbuckle on either side. Double dropkick to the ladder. No! Flip leaps up just before they connect, getting an arm around the top of the first cell as the ladder goes flying. Carbajal ducks under a double clothesline attempt from Hunter and Bosa and nearly collides with the barbed ropes before stopping herself. Bosa turns and boots her right into them as Lavender is ready for Jason Hunter, slamming him to the ground with a Japanese arm drag right into an arm lock. Talfourd is scouting Bosa and takes a running leap into a leg lariat. Bosa catches her! Talfourd tries to squeal and shirk out of the hold to no avail. Just as $t. John and El Pablo are getting up outside the ring and exchanging right hands back and forth, Bosa launches Talfourd at them and she nails both down in a crossbody. Flip, meanwhile, has been dangling by one arm this entire time and has just barely pulled himself up to the second cage. He looks down at an angry Bosa with a smile, blowing him a kiss as he splays himself across the caging like a painted French girl.

Woo: Flip having a bit of fun here at the expense of the Showtime Broadcast Champion!

Gomez: That could come back to bite Flip later if he's not careful, but look!

Bosa takes his anger out on the nearest competitor, Alex Carbajal, lifting her up and getting a low blow for his effort. Jason Hunter bashes several elbows into Lavender and snapmares her off him. Lavender gets up swiftly as Bosa turns around with one hand on his lower extremeties. AMITY AFFLICTION! Lavender plants him to the canvas with her patented AA-style spinebuster finisher seemingly out of nowhere. Talfourd, $t. John, and El Pablo are in a three-way brawl as they simultaneously get to their feet outside the ring. Hunter sees an opportunity and rushes the corner. He springboards over the ropes. PIPER'S PIT! Picture perfect signature moonsault onto all three opponents on the outside of the ring, taking them all down to the floor. Flip rolls onto his stomach with his hands holding up his head kicking his feet around and watching the animosity with glee. Lavender looks up to him with a disappointed look, but Flip points down too late. SWEATING BULLETS! Alex Carbajal catches the US champion with rights and lefts, lefts and rights, ending the signature flurry of blows with a mean uppercut that sends Lavender stumbling into the barbed-wire corner with a scream. Flip gives Carbajal a thumbs up but she just gives him the finger as she gets herself outside the ring and begins re-setting the ladder toward the second tier. Flip leans over and helps her get it into position with a grin as she climbs the ladder. She doesn't see Jason Hunter just behind her with a STIFF forearm to the back. Flip applauds him as he yanks Alex onto the thinly-padded concrete outside the ring, ushering him to come up the ladder as the HBO champion now begins to ascend. El Pablo and $t. John are successful in their efforts to stop a competitor from getting to the second stage this time, getting up simultaneously and pausing their ongoing brawl to push the ladder over and send Jason Hunter crashing on top of Bosa who had just gotten himself on all fours.

Woo: Down goes Hunter!

Gomez: That's gonna take a lot out of the HBO Broadcast Champion!

Pablo rolls under a superkick attempt from John but can't evade a standing Talfourd as he rolls right into her. EITHER OR! She bashes him in the mask with her signature double knee facebreaker to a massive pop from the crowd. She gets to her feet and poses for an even bigger pop, unknowing that $t. John is mocking her posture right behind her. She turns around and gets lifted up onto his shoulders. DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! The North American champion hits his signature on Talfourd, sending her right into the barbed-wire caging of the first floor. She wails in pain as she crumples to the ground. "Oh, Johnny Boy!" sings Flip to his fellow brand champion, giving a wave and getting yet another middle finger. Flip plays to the laughter of the audience with a feigned harrumph. Meanwhile, Bosa, Jason Hunter, and Lavender are once again getting to their feet in a locked and heated battle with one another inside the ring. With El Pablo and Talfourd securely down, $t. John sets the ladder up and begins to head for Flip. The King tries to warn him to look out below but Marcu$ doesn't fall for it. Well he should've! Alex Carbajal is up and is racing up behind him on the ladder. Flip has backed up and is sitting cross-legged as Marcu$ gets face to face with him. Flip waves as M$J finally feels the FX champion behind him. CABACERA! She rocks his world with the gnarliest signature headbutt in the business and the North American champion crumples down to the concrete landing on Pablo and Talfourd who were using each other to get up. The King then uses his foot to shove the ladder as hard as he can but Carbajal grabs the boot. The two are in a limbo state as the International champion clings to the top of the first cage and Carbajal clings to his boot with the ladder wiggling this way and that with two of its legs shimmying in the air. Lavender nails Hunter with a back body drop in the ring, only to get up and receive a return receipt from Bosa via spinning spinebuster. He sees the shenanigans happening with the ladder and nails Hunter in the back with a few stiff forearms before getting him into position. Powerbomb into the ladder! It goes flying but Carbajal still has the King's leg.

King Flip: GET THE FUCK OFF ME, HO! AAAHHHH!!

Woo: Oh, I don't think Bullet's gonna like that one bit!

Gomez: I think she's got worst things to worry about, Marcus!

Flip kicks and kicks and eventually Carbajal falls onto the ground hard. The King is barely able to pull himself up once again, but it looks like he's not getting out of it scott free as he rolls away from the hole in the ground clutching his leg. Bosa gets the ladder up and is able to climb it just fine as the only people up to stop him are too busy fighting one another with forearms, boots, and everything in between. The Beast of Prime reaches the second tier of the match with a massive grin on his face as Flip continues rolling and pulling himself away from harm. It looks like Bosa is about to get his hands on the King when a third participant enters the fray in El Pablo who shimmies up the ladder with the swiftness of a lemur. Pablo immediately begins scaling the wall of the second cell, ignoring the plethora of weapons at his disposal to get himself in position behind the big man. Flip gets a measly thumb to the eye of Bosa as the Showtime Broadcast champion grips his hair. Bosa immediately lets go and for the second time in the bout turns right into trouble. TASTE THE RAINBOW! Pablo plants Bosa face fist into barbed-wire wrapped flooring, busting open the bigger man with his frankenstiener facebuster finisher. Flip continues getting the hell out of the way as things get even worse. Both $t. John and Jason Hunter have also made their way to the second tier of the battle and are brawling for first dibs on the gaggle of weaponry displayed across the cage. With three men up and him down, the King opts to climb down the first cell to get away from the madness. Meanwhile: Lavender, Carbajal, and Talfourd are all outside the ring when they suddenly stop and realize they're the only ones, all the women in the match, left on the first floor. The three form some sort of momentary truce as one by one they scale the ladder unimpeded. On the second floor, Jason Hunter gains the advantage after slamming John's face into a light tube dangling from the side of the cage. El Pablo grabs a barbed-wire 2x4 and begins to swing wildly where Flip was only to realize he's not there. He looks up and still doesn't see him. The X-Division champion turns around just in time to have a balloon filled with thumbtacks thrown like an American football right into his face by Jason Hunter. POP! The balloon bursts and thumbtacks scatter as they slowly fall through the caging onto the empty squared circle below. Too bad he can't stop the onslaught coming for him as the three women in Carbajal, Lavender, and Talfourd team up and start forearming, kicking, and punching him down to his hands and knees in a rapid fire of blows usually reserved for a mugging outside of a 7/11. Flip at this point has gotten to the ground outside the cages and made his way over to the announce table, grabbing an extra headset and putting it on.

Woo: As absolute carnage continues to happen all around us, we are graced by the presence of Brawl's International champion! Something you want to say to the people watching at home?

Gomez: You could talk about the piss poor performance if you ask me.

King Flip: Good thing nobody did, bitch. STRAP ME UP, SISTER!

Chanel buckles the International championship around the waist of the King and, after a few shakes of his leg, he's right back to climbing the intense structure. He nicks himself in the hands several times on the way up as the hellacious structure is wrapped tight with barbed wire. In the second tier, Carbajal, Talfourd, and Lavender are still cleaning house as they triple suplex Pablo and Hunter onto the unforgiving cell floor. $t. John is still wiping his forehead and cheek of the destruction the light tube laid out as he begins to be stalked by the trio. He rolls under a clothesline attempt from Carbajal. He ducks a leg lariat from Talfourd. Lavender attempts to catch him in a Fujiwara armbar but he's able to swing it into a reversal. Arm drag into a barbed-wire bat hanging on the side of the second tier! For a second time the US champion goes back first into some wire and gives out a hell of a scream while doing it. As the cage has been shaken several times now, a number of light tubes have fallen from their hooks and some have broken on the sides of the cage. A plethora of dangerous broken glass litters the floor. $t. John takes this opportunity as Bosa gets just under a few broken tubes. MONEY STOMP! Bosa goes chest first into the light tubes with a roar. Marcu$ tries to keep the train going. SECOND MONEY STOMP! This time El Pablo gets a chest full of light tubes just as he's pulling one toward him to probably use it in the near future.

E-DUB-C!

E-DUB-C!

E-DUB-C!

M-S-J!

M-S-J!

M-S-J!

But this is where the money stops, however, as M$J turns right into an attack from an angry Talfourd. LAST SUMMER! Marcu$ turns right into the finishing headscissor armbar combination as both go down onto even more light tubes! Talfourd can't keep the armbar locked in for long as she's in far too much pain but Goddamn was that a gorgeous maneuver. Carbajal was just catching her breath for a moment as all this goes on around her, so she takes her opportunity and exits the second tier looking to climb the structure to the third stage. Jason Hunter is in tow, blood dripping from his nose and eyebrow. Finally, Flip returns to the top of the first cage just as Hunter gets behind Carbajal. Both competitors are exchanging blows with Jason gripping her from behind between forearms and Carbajal trying to get him off with stiff elbows to the back of the head. It looks like Hunter is about to German suplex Carbajal back down to the first cage when Flip comes up from behind with a low blow. Carbajal looks down, confused, but not for long as Flip changes position. Hunter instinctively grips his arms around Carbajal. GERMAN SUPLEX POWERBOMB! Flip powerbombs Hunter, who German suplexes Carbajal off the top of the second cage down to the top of the first cage. She nearly rolls off the roof entirely before gripping down onto the cage floor. Flip taps the side of his head a few times before turning to climb the second tier. He sees the mayhem inside the second tier and decides against it, opting to enter the annihilation zone himself.

HO-LY SHIT!

HO-LY SHIT!

HO-LY SHIT!

Woo: I have to admit I agree with the fans here, things have been as violent as could be predicted so far!

Gomez: And it's only gonna get worse, Marcus!

Flip stops at the entryway as Bosa, Pablo, and Talfourd all appear to be getting up simultaneously. Talfourd stumbles right into Bosa's left hand gripping her throat. She flails about ineffectively as Pablo faces the same trouble. The X-Division champion stumbles right into Bosa's right hand gripping on his throat. Both attempt to brawl their way out of the situation but, with a roar, Bosa lifts both competitors clean into the air. He holds them there, flailing, before planting them down to the cage floor in a thunderous double edition of his signature maneuver. DOUBLE STALLING CHOKESLAM! Flip applauds the move, getting the attention of a ravenous Beast Incarnate. Bosa turns into a full sprint toward the International champion. Lavender hedges him with a chop block but that only causes a slight stumble. M$J connects with a superkick but, still, the big man only stumbles in the opposite direction for a second as he's still going full bore toward his target. Flip... runs away! Bosa makes chase around the second tier but he can't quite catch up with the King. They get all the way around the cage and the King re-enters the structure. He barely evades a wild swing of a light tube from $t. John. CHIN CHECK! Bosa comes rushing in and bashes John to the ground with a downright NASTY right hand to the face. Bosa hits the cage floor and springs back up after hitting the second signature move in a row. He turns to see Lavender on his left side and King Flip on his right. Bosa rushes forth into the onslaught from the brand champions and still manages to get his licks in. GNARLY back elbow to the jaw of the King sends him waning back as the hole down to the first floor is just behind him. He hits one, two, three right hands on Lavender and she's flailing about trying to make sure she doesn't fall as well. But the two-on-one proves too much as eventually Flip and Lav are able to gain the upper hand and bring the beast down a peg after a despicable kick to the balls from the International champion. Flip points down the hole but Lavender seems apprehensive. "It's us or him!" he yells snapping her out of it and they commit. DOUBLE ARM DRAG! Bosa goes flying through the hole, into the ladder, and crashes down to the floor just outside the ring.

THIS IS AWE-SOME!

PLEASE DON'T DIE!

THIS IS AWESOME!

PLEASE DON'T DIE!

Lavender pulls herself to the wall of the cage, looking down in horror as to what she's just been made to do. Flip is chuckling to himself as he waves to the unmoving body of the Showtime champion. They have a moment before getting up and turning to see M$J waiting in the wings. All three brand champions stand tall and the crowd continues to raucous in jubilation as this match seems to be coming to a head. The King throws his hands up and stalls them, however, pointing upward as he begins to verbally concoct some sort of scheme that sees all three brand champions get to the top of the second cage. Marcu$ doesn't believe it, but Flip continues and points down to Bosa before signaling that it was he and Lavender's work that brought the beast down. Lavender has the back of one hand on the small of her back as she nods. The crowd approves as, one by one, the brand champions exit the second cage peacefully and walk around to their own little walls. Each champion ascends their wall to many cheers from the fans. It's almost impossible to hear which superstar is garnering more favor as each has many many people chanting for them to get to the top of the second cage. Meanwhile, Talfourd and El Pablo are just shaking off the double chokeslam and are beginning to stir. ALSO meanwhile, Alex Carbajal and Jason Hunter are showing signs of life as they crawl about the top of the first cage trying to regain their bearings.

Woo: Bullet and Hunter struggling to get back on their feet here!

Gomez: You can't help but wonder just how much they've got left in the tank!

Carbajal is visibly wincing and holding the back of her neck, Hunter doing with the same with the small of his back. Neither appear able to even stand as the violence has taken a toll on their bodies. El Pablo is on one knee as is just able to crack a half-broken light tube across the back of Talfourd who nearly rolls herself through the hole in the second as she once again screams in pain. Marcu$, Lavender, and King Flip all find themselves on their feet on top of the second cage vying for position or perhaps thinking about just climbing straight up to the third cage. Marcu$ and Flip both close in on Lavender's side of the cage and she makes a break for it, but both men yank her from the third cage and the three begin a three-way bout of fisticuffs as the dangle mere inches from the side of the cage. Pablo begins limping toward the doorway to the second cage as the brand champions continue their squabble. Emergency medical personnel have forced the referee to open the bottom cage so that they can check the vitals of Bosa who still hasn't moved an inch from his landing place atop the ladder on the thinly-padded concrete floor next to the ring. Lavender and Flip once again work together for a moment and bash Marcu$' head against the third cage. He splits open on the spot! $t. John falls to the floor but has just enough strength to grip the top of the second cage before he falls out to the top of the first. His little legs dangle around in place before jockeying against the cage wall. Lavender hesitates again as the cage shakes with them on top of it and King Flip seizes his opening. He bashes her head against the third cage and does the unthinkable. He executes the most foolish finisher one could do on top of a cage that's on top of a cage that's surrounding a wrestling ring. The lightning spiral. K.I.N.G! Flip and Lavender go soaring in a spin off the top of the second cage and plummet down to the top of the first cage. IT BREAKS! The weight of Jason Hunter, Alex Carbajal, and a flying set of Lavender and King Flip SNAP the braces and bearings on that section of the first cage. Hunter, Carbajal, Lavender, and Flip all go plummeting down to the squared circle. FLIP AND LAVENDER BREAK THROUGH IT!!

C-H-K!

C-H-K!

C-H-K!

E-DUBB-C!

E-DUBB-C!

E-DUBB-C!

Marcu$ and El Pablo both go wide-eyed at the accident as obviously the cage wasn't supposed to give way and, furthermore, they've likely never seen their fellow superstars break through the canvas of the squared circle in the same bout! The medical personnel already checking on Bosa now have four more subjects to check on as even more EMTs and trainers rush through the curtain upon sight of the seemingly impossible feat. $t. John slowly pulls himself up to the top of the second cage, his eyes still down at the mayhem below. El Pablo, a little more well versed in this utter nonsense, takes the moment to begin to scale to the top of the second cage himself with the broken light tube still in hand. The North American champion feels the cage shifting and looks over to see his masked competitor making it to the top. Both men quickly get to their feet and scale to the top of the third cage to the best of their abilities. Talfourd, meanwhile, was shaken up at the loud booming of the cage giving way and even louder crack of the ring breaking. She grabs her rib cage as she sits up but, as she sees what's happening above her, it doesn't look like she'll be able to get up there in time. This doesn't stop her from trying as she slowly begins to crawl toward the exit of the second cage.

Woo: Looks like Sally's starting to make her way out, she could be on her way to the third cage!

Gomez: I'll admit this could be a shock to quite a few folks...including Sally herself! Still, I say go get that prize ya sweet, sweet magician you!

Medical personnel have rushed into and around the ring. They pull Lavender off of Flip and she appears responsive, as do Bosa, Jason Hunter, and Alex Carbajal. The King on the other hand, who appears to have taken the brunt of the damage of the fall, is completely immobile as more personnel come into the ring with a stretcher. Both M$J and Pablo jockey for position on the tiny top of the third cage, exchanging heated but slow forearms to one another. Pablo reels back to evade a swing and takes a swing of his own with the light tube shard still in his hand. John tries to pull away but Pablo is able to swipe him across the chest leaving a laceration the Young Mogul may not soon forget. M$J winces but comes back, grabbing his opponent by the shoulders and SLAMMING the masked man with a headbutt. Both men topple backward but neither fall. The Last Magician is making decent headway out of the second cage and is trying her best to regain her bearings before beginning to ascend to its top. Meanwhile, Bosa has completely come to and thrashes about in a rage as he realizes the ladder he fell on is inoperable. He sees the cage door open, though, and begins to hobble toward it giving no regard to the personnel attempting to stop him or tell him it's a foolish endeavor. Referees at ringside outside of the cage approach the tables set for the finish and light them ablaze to an audible 'ooh' from the audience. Bosa begins to ascend the bottom cage. Talfourd has gotten herself to the top of the second cage. M$J is up and stalking Pablo, who pulls out a handful of Skittles from his tights -- yuck -- and slowly palms them into the light tube while on all fours. John signals for the end; unfortunately, it will be his own. MODIFIED FACEPAINTER! Pablo screams as he breaks the light tube over M$J's face, probably sending many microscopic shards into his own hand with the modified finishing maneuver of a handful of Skittles to the dome. John drops to one knee trying to wipe his face. Pablo grabs hold of him... AND LAUNCHES HIM OFF THE CAGE!

CRASH!!!

DING DING DING

Dobrev: And your winner, the man who will go on to face the EWC Undisputed Champion at WrestleFest XX ... he is the EWC X-Division Champion... EL PABLOOO!

The crowd loses their collective minds, cheering in approval of the winner--nay, the survivor--of this year's Insanity Cage, as some of the other champions are starting to stir in their respective spots to look up at El Pablo soaking in the adulation and appreciation of the crowd. Eventually, he looks for his escape route from the dangerous structure as we cut to commentary!

Woo: What a match! What a brutal, violent match! And in the end, it's the Technicolor Tecnico who comes out on top!

Gomez: All eight of these champions should be damn proud of what they were able to accomplish here, but the EWC X-Division Champion has now punched his ticket to WrestleFest XX!

Woo: And despite Melody retaining the title earlier tonight, we know there's a bumpy road ahead for her on route to the final show of the season! Right now, what's most important is El Pablo has won this year's Insanity Cage, and what a way to end a thrilling night!

Gomez: We've seen both the EWC World Tag Team Championship and EWC Undisputed Championship successfully retained, and new number one contenders for the FX Broadcast Championship, the EWC North American Championship, and the EWC International Championship!

Woo: This puts us well on the road to WrestleFest XX, but first we have this year's EWC Rumble to attend to! Thirty competitors will enter that ring but only one will remain...and this year, the EWC Undisputed Championship is ON THE LINE! We have a lot to look forward to here, but for now we'd like to thank you folks for joining us for Night of Champions XIX. For Valentina Gomez I'm Marcus Woo, saying so long and see you at the EWC Rumble!

Officials tend to all the of the champions still recovering from the brutality of the Insanity Cage, with El Pablo finally making it to the floor as he slowly makes his way up the ramp, thanking the fans for their support as the show comes to a close!

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TheBastards
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RECAP OF WINNERS

#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE FX BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
Chelsea Skye Vs Caleb Scott
WINNER AND #1 CONTENDER TO THE FX BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP: Caleb Scott
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#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP
Asriel Buzzard Vs Sour Candy
WINNER AND #1 CONTENDER TO THE EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP: Sour Candy

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#1 CONTENDERSHIP TO THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP
Morgan Darkwater Vs Stitches
WINNER AND #1 CONTENDER TO THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP: Stitches

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EWC WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Southern Express Vs The Bastards
WINNER AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: The Bastards

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EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP
Narumi Tsutsumi Vs Queen Melody Malone
WINNER AND STILL UNDISPUTED CHAMPION: Queen Melody Malone

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ALL CHAMPIONS INSANITY CAGE - WINNER EARNS UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY AT WRESTLEFEST XX
King Flip Vs Lavender Vs Marcu$ $t. John Vs Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Jason Hunter Vs Sally Talfourd Vs Bosa Vs El Pablo
WINNER AND COMPETING FOR THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP AT WRESTLEFEST XX: EWC X-Division Champion: El Pablo

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: El Pablo & Queen Melody Malone
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Main Event (Insanity Cage) & EWC Undisputed Championship

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