Post by MNB on May 20, 2024 21:01:38 GMT -6
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
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #610 | MAY 20TH 2024LIVE! from the Scotiabank Saddledome in Calgary, Alberta, Canada
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Jim Connors
Assistant GM: Timothy Kahrs
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Timothy Kahrs
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray
General Manager: Jim Connors
Assistant GM: Timothy Kahrs
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Timothy Kahrs
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray
"I WON'T BOW DOWN" by P.O.D. blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #609 in Greensboro.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve 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, and Ruthless Aggression, all with the EWC Championship.
From there we look at the dawning of the Undisputed Championship as we know it today, with a focus on the men and women who have been a part of the red brand who have held the illustrious title including Candy, Dominic Sanders, Cyrus Black, and Stitches, before ending on the new champion following StrangleMania XIX... Xavier Reid.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Stitches, Morgan Darkwater, Caleb Scott, Dio, Antoni Malietoa, Chelsea Skye, Emmanuelle, JoJo Rush, KU, Amis Shelton, and others making their way onto the red brand going into a historic 25th Season of BRAWL.
We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:
JoJo Rush with the EWC Hardcore Championship
Morgan Darkwater with the EWC Heritage Championship
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
We get a look outside the Scotiabank Saddledome ahead of tonight's exciting action on BRAWL!
We get a look outside the Scotiabank Saddledome ahead of tonight's exciting action on BRAWL!
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading:
"YOUNG JUSTICE ABOUT TO LAY DOWN SOME BRICKS OF MILLWALL"
"AYO I HEARD THEM SHINIJOSHI LIKE IT HARDCORE ON THE LOWKEY"
"THE CHAMPS ARE HERE"
"MY FAVORITE SITCOM IS YOUNG SHELTON"
"YO HO HO AND A BOTTLE OF CALEB'S SCOTCH"
and "THE PERSON BEHIND ME CAN'T SEE HURR HURR"
Aiello: Hello everyone, and welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! I'm Joe Aiello alongside BRAWL's Assistant GM Timothy Kahrs, and we have a night full of action for the red brand!
Kahrs: That's right, Joe! Back in Greensboro the match was made for our main event tonight, with Caleb Scott earning a shot at the EWC Heritage Championship as he takes on Morgan Darkwater...but in a curious turn of events, we found out that Amis Shelton is the special guest referee!
Aiello: I can't help but wonder why Connors made that call, Tim. Amis and Morgan had their issues from the past that nearly boiled over at StrangleMania XIX..so why involve Shelton in tonight's title match?
Kahrs: Honestly? I think it's purely for the sake of keeping tabs on the man accusing our esteemed General Manager of somehow favoring the Captain!
Aiello: That's not all though folks, because Cosmo Goldworthy and Xavier Reid revisit issues from earlier this season in a rematch that sees them in very different places in their EWC careers!
Kahrs: A non-title match between the man holding the EWC Fighting Spirit and United States Championships, and the man who became EWC Undisputed Champion at StrangleMania XIX. A win over Reid tonight could help Cosmo climb up the contender rankings quickly!
Aiello: Man, look at you being all knowledgeable about the product Kahrs.
Kahrs: Don't worry, I'll probably forget all of this later.
Aiello: ...anyways, we have a hardcore match with some big implications tonight, with Shinijoshi colliding as Emiko Okita from RAMPAGE takes on PRIME's Narumi Tsutsumi!
Kahrs: Remember what I said before about other brands bringing their violent nature to BRAWL? That seemingly goes double tonight, between the fact Shinijoshi are facing each other and the fact Narumi has a massive Indy Championship opportunity at World Wide VI in the Elimination Chamber!
Aiello: Wow, you're really hip to all this stuff tonight aren't you?
Kahrs: I've been told I'll be fined out the ass if I don't pay attention, Joe. I'm just tryna do my job.
Aiello: Fair enough. On top of all that, we have tag team action between Millwall's Bricks and Young Justice, with both teams looking to make a statement here in Calgary!
Kahrs: Ya know something Joe...I get that staying active is good for preventing ring rust or whatever, but I can't shake the feeling Young Justice are awfully busy this coming week or so, between tonight's match and appearing at both World Wide VI and Uprising XXIV. Tonight's gonna be a hell of a match, but I'm really curious to see if Harper and Cassie will stay focused on picking up the win over the Bricks with those big bouts coming up!
Aiello: Such is the life of a professional wrestler, Tim. Be that as it may, we will be kicking off our in-ring action shortly with PRIME's Hugo Goodman taking on Amis Shelton...and speaking of focus, I wonder how Amis will fare here when he's got his eyes set on refereeing the main event?
Kahrs: Great question Joe, and I think if he's even slightly distracted from the match, Hugo could pick up the win and prove himself all the more valuable as a potential member of the BRAWL roster!
Aiello: How do you figure Goodman's joining BRAWL, Tim?
Kahrs: Because I pay attention to the product, Joe, and I remember about a month back Hugo was cookin' something up for Connors...and anyone who can cook AND wrestle as good as Goodman deserves a spot on the red brand!
Aiello: I...I don't know how to respond to that. Speaking of Connors, however, our BRAWL General Manager is standing by in the ring right now!
Already inside the ring is Brawl General Manager Jim Connors, microphone in hand.
Jim Connors: Ladies and Gentlemen of Calgary… your Hardcore Champion…
Connors rolls his eyes and after a dejected sigh continues the introduction.
Jim Connors: The Light of Monday Nights… JoJo Rush.
Floodlights flash brightly from the stage, blinding those foolish enough to buy seats close to the stage. A herd of doves flood out from the stage. Appearing behind the doves is the Hardcore Champion, JoJo Rush. His torso is wrapped up almost completely in medical tape, as is JoJo’s head, left eye, and his right-arm in a sling. The Hardcore belt wraps around his waist, the saw blades sitting precariously between JoJo’s groin, and his belly. The floodlights shut off and spotlights shine on the Hardcore Champion who holds up a single Too Sweet into the air. JoJo Rush makes his way to the ring, a chorus of boos following him. They get exponentially louder when Rush poses at the top-rope into a spotlight. Once inside the ring, Jim Connors hands JoJo his microphone. Once with a mic, and in the middle of the ring, Rush lets out an audible sigh and shakes his head.
JoJo Rush: Ah know Calgary, Ah ain’t too happy ‘bout this either.
The crowd begin to chant “you suck” at JoJo, who ignores it with a chuckle and a shake of his head.
JoJo Rush: A lot of my contemporaries love throwin’ around numbers. How many days they’ve held a title, how many people they beat to hold onto it– but me? Ah’m the type that prefers to actually defend the belts Ah hold. These things might be nothin’ more than leather n’ tin to me. Titles are not meant to elevate a man, if they did we’d have wings on them instead of metal. These titles are weights meant to be carried by those who can prove they’re strong enough to do it, and at Stranglemania, Ah proved that the Boss wasn’t strong enough to take this weight away from me.
Rush looks down to the title belt on his waist to collect his thoughts.
JoJo Rush: Jason Anderson– Jason Jason Jason Jason… The Boss promised he’d give me a fight, and he certainly lived up to that promise, but he failed to follow through on his promise to bring this Hardcore Championship back to his momma. If you think Ah look like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag, youbut Ah’m grateful that Ah had the strength to win that battle, but Jason took away my ability to win the war. Him, Stitches, and the International Champion, El Pablo hurt me so bad that Ah can’t carry this championship anymore.
The crowd cheered for both El Pablo and Jason Anderson, but the crowd were off their feet at the mention of JoJo being off of EWC TV for a while.
JoJo Rush: Even with the Beast, Jason took too much of my fight to take on him and Stitches. Two of the few men that Ah think are worth a damn ‘round there– even if that clown kept fish-hookin’ n’ already infected wound. But the new International Champion, the tecnico himself caught me lackin’...
The crowd began to sing “Ole!” In honor of El Pablo, the new International Champion. Anger visibly boils over on JoJo’s face, but with a couple of deep breaths, a smile returns to JoJo’s face.
JoJo Rush: Ah hope El Pablo holds onto the International Title for as long as he wants. Ah hope Pablo ties his name into the International Championship the same way he did the X-Division Championship… but most importantly Ah hope he finally learns the lesson he’s supposed to learn from these titles. Ah refuse to get in the way of that by using a rematch clause to take that title back onto my shoulders!
Rush finally unclips the Hardcore title and rests it on his bad shoulder.
JoJo Rush: The lessons themselves can only be found in the ring. It can only be found in the face of a contender that is willin’ to risk life, limb, n’ eyesight for nothin’ more than the belt around your waist.
Rush shakes his head and turns to Jim and walks over to him and extends the Hardcore championship for the Brawl General Manager to take, but Rush pulls away to keep speaking.
JoJo Rush: The last man that challenged for the Hardcore championship might never walk again. Narumi n’ her biggest fan Emiko are ‘bout to spill each other’s blood for nothin’ more than to prove that they’re a worthy contender for this title. Narumi more than anybody understands that it does not matter from where the blood flows, only that it does. See, Narumi learned the lesson, that’s why she’s so eager to beat the life out of her biggest fan, Emiko!
Rush glances at the title and then looks back to the crowd.
JoJo Rush: There’s some folks here holdin’ gold they have no business holdin’. Folks that aren’t capable of spillin’ the blood Narumi n’ Emiko are willin’ to spill. Folks that pride themselves on takin’ shortcuts to the top instead of earnin’ their way. These folks? These weak-chinned, hairless, yellow-bellied cowards!? THEY WANT TO BE SEEN AS RIGHTEOUS AS ME! THE LIGHT OF! MONDAY! NIGHTS!
With JoJo uttering his go-home line, he lowers the mic and nods to Connors. He steps over to him again and slowly slides the hardcore belt off his shoulder. He folds it up and looks at the face plate. JoJo looks back to Jim and begins to hand the title to him one more time. Yet again, JoJo stops at the last possible moment to pull the title back into his grip and away from Jim to storm to a corner and shout passionately on the microphone.
JoJo Rush: AH AM WHAT EVERYONE WANTS TO BE! Y’ALL WANT TO BE KNOWN TO BE AS STRONG AS ME! AS TOUGH AS ME! AS DANGEROUS! AS FEARED! TO BE AS RESPECTED! AS DECORATED! AS RIGHTEOUS! AS VIRTUOUS! But they don’t want to bleed the way Ah’ve bled! They don’t want to do the things that Ah had to do to reach this level of greatness! They don’t want to see the pain in their spouse’s eye as they lay in a hospital bed. Uncertain if you’ll make it. Uncertain if you’ll even have enough strength left to hold ‘em in bed!
JoJo turns toward Jim and walks towards him to finally hand the Hardcore Championship to Jim Connors. Jim is only inches away from taking the title but JoJo swipes it back to once again get on the microphone.
JoJo Rush: You might hate me, you might despise me, but y’all can never deny me. Not because of whatever belt Ah put around my waist, or for however many days Ah keep ‘em there. They won’t remember me winnin’ damn-near every single award. They’ll only remember the broken bodies left in my wake. Victims that will never learn the lesson that comes from carrying. This. Weight– but Ah don’t have to carry that weight anymore. No longer do Ah have to carry two belts and humble two challengers in the same PPV! Now? Now Ah get to heal. Ah get to mend my body, and most importantly of all, Ah get to spend that time healing with the light of my life.
Rush looks over to the hard camera and winks.
JoJo Rush: Until then, all y’all are gon’ have to find your way through the darkness on your own. But worry not my brothers and sisters, Ah will guide those who want out of the darkness towards the light. Ah will save those that want to be saved, n’ Ah will prove that soon. Real- real soon. That Ah promise you, my brothers and sisters.
JoJo lets out one final sigh and turns back to Jim and gives him a nod, confirming that this time, he’s ready to hand over the title belt. JoJo lifts the belt off his shoulder and walks over to Connors who holds out his hand again to take the belt. He actually gets the belt in his hands, but yet again stops just moments before the handoff, JoJo pulls away and gets back on the mic.
JoJo Rush: Actually since we’re on the topic of the former Best of Brawl, Xavier Reid ‘ought to be kissin’ the ground El Pablo, Jason Anderson, and Stitches’ step on for the fact that Ah won’t be at Night of Champions to personally toss the no-good, mouth-dribblin’ the only place where he belongs: BENEATH! ME!
Rush literally stomps his foot into the mat in frustration. He worked himself into a shoot brother.
JoJo Rush: Reid does not deserve the title draped over his shoulder. He never did. Not once has he actually beat the Undisputed champions for that gold. Even at Stranglemania, in a Main Event he didn’t deserve to be in, Reid didn’t even beat the champ. No, Reid escaped Sally. It’d make me sick to have won the title like that, with a rematch clause he only earned because Mercenary wasn’t able to pay the price to do what it takes to be Undisputed. Neither did Xavier Reid. Say what you want about the Last Magician, at least she had the brass ones to actually earn a title shot around here. She earned her sleep.
JoJo huffs and shakes his head in both frustration and disappointment.
JoJo Rush: Ah hate how much pride Reid has in a legacy he only built through contract clauses n’ cowardice. Ah hate that he can look at any of his three Undisputed Titles n’ be proud of any of ‘em. Ah hate watchin’ this man be given chance after chance to learn what it really means to be champion. Ah hate that if this man knows better than anybody that if he ain’t a champion, he ain’t anybody but a pretender. A man that can only leave off the legacy of others. Without these belts, Ah’m the most dangerous man in the entire world of combat sports. Without these belts, Xavier Reid is a nobody. A craven man more known for his desperation than for his talent or his character– an empty-headed fool who held twelve titles n’ learned nothin’ from any of ‘em!
The Hardcore champion clicks his tongue and shakes his head.
JoJo Rush: Twelve titles. Twelve whole championships n’ he still hasn’t learned that these belts demand blood. It demands sacrifice, and it will always come to collect that sacrifice. The man with nothing to lose can never understand the concept of sacrifice. Of given’ themselves to somethin’ greater than themselves. Ah’ve beaten that man four times. His only win came from a damned fool that thought he could stick his nose into my business. Bennett is the only reason why the score ain’t four nothin’. Steve ended up paying that price for that when Ah broke his neck. Ah warned Reid that Ah’ll always be there– that Ah would be back to take that Undisputed Title from him. Ah proved that Ah could after cramming his skinny-fatass into a casket for the International Title. Yet! Even with a list of contenders in front of ‘em, he omitted my name. That’s why he’ll never be a true champion. Even after takin’ two titles away from that man, he refuses to face the Beast in the room. He don’t want to admit that Ah’m the only man deserving of a title shot against the Bastard. He doesn’t want that because he knows that Ah refuse to sacrifice any longer for weak men like him– that’s why he’ll lose that title at–
Jim Connors: Okay JoJo’s that’s enou–
Jim Connors steps in and tries to take hold of the mic, JoJo turns his body to face Connors and glares at him.
JoJo Rush: Ah ain’t done talkin’
Connors concedes and holds up his hands before stepping back. The Hardcore Champion turns to a camera and stares right into it.
JoJo Rush: Whether Reid loses the title at Night of Champions, or he loses it to me. My purpose in this world is to rid the world of the very concept of Xavier Reid. Ah hate the way he fights, Ah hate the way he talks, Ah hate the way he walks, Ah hate how weak he is, Ah hate that he’s been so successful, other weak people think they don’t need to sacrifice. That they don’t need to be strong. Weakness like that is why this world is dying. Weakness like that is why this world is so sick and it needs a healer. Sickness like that is what leaves this world in darkness, and there is nobody that can save the world from this darkness than the LIGHT of Monday NIGHTS!
The Hardcore champion drops the microphone, and drops the Hardcore Championship. Production is cued to turn off all the lights in the arena, save for a lone spotlight on JoJo Rush. Tears run down his face as he laughs and smiles into the spotlight he’s posing into. Wait! In the concealment of darkness is a large man with their face painted blood red! The lights in the arena turn on and the arena pops at the sight of Demon Darkwater glaring down JoJo Rush, Blast Briefcase in hand! JoJo turns around and meets eyes with Darkwater.
JoJo Rush: WHAT IN TARN–
Morgan crushes the briefcase against JoJo’s head! The attack spins and staggers the Light of Monday Nights! Morgan wastes no time and drops the briefcase down and collects JoJo for an Anchor Drop and hits it right onto the briefcase! Rush is out cold! Connors clears out of the way and grabs the Hardcore Championship. After awkwardly collecting the briefcase, he hands it directly to Connors shouting that he is cashing in his Blast Briefcase!
Aiello: It’s Morgan Darkwater! He’s finally cashing in his Blast Briefcase!
Karhs: Can he even do that? JoJo isn’t cleared to compete! This doesn’t make sense!
Aiello: I won’t say anything if you don’t Tim! I hate that guy!
Stroup: Ladies and Gentleman, Captain Morgan Darkwater is cashing in his Blast Briefcase contract for the Hardcore Championship!
A referee sprints down from backstage and slides into the ring. The referee signals for the bell and we’re off to the races.
A CASH-IN BY THE CAPTAIN!
SINGLES MATCH, HARDCORE RULES
FOR THE EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Morgan Darkwater
VS JoJo Rush
SINGLES MATCH, HARDCORE RULES
FOR THE EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Morgan Darkwater
VS JoJo Rush
DING DING DING
Darkwater is in no hurry, circling his already downed and injured opponent. However instead of going for a pin, the mad Captain stands over the Hardcore Champion and kicks out his arms to form a T in the middle of the ring. Then the familiar sound of two steel swords leaving their scabbards echo through the Scotiabank Saddledome. Darkwater raises both blades up high to the crowd. One half cheer, the other half watch with bated breath.
Kahrs: Just because it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s something you should do, Darkwater!
With one clean and flawless motion, Darkwater turns the blades downward and runs them through JoJo’s palms and right into the ring! The impalement causes JoJo to scream and shout a blood-curdling scream. “YOU SICK FUCK” Calgary chants for Morgan, while paradoxically also cheering for Darkwater to make the pin. Darkwater lowers himself down to hook a leg and make the pin. With two swords pinning JoJo to the mat, this is all but a formality.
One…
Two…
Thre– MARK PAULSON DRAGS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING AND LEVELS THEM WITH A SUPERKICK!
Morgan looks over in shock, anger quickly overwhelms Darkwater who turns to focus on Mark outside of the ring. Which unfortunately for Morgan leaves him open for Brian Knight to hit Morgan in the back of the head with a sickening chair shot!
Aiello: We were so close to seeing JoJo really get his Just Desserts!
Karhs: Calgary is absolutely livid right now Joe!
The chair shot to the back of the head staggers Darkwater onto his hands and knees, only prompting Brian to continue slugging Darkwater with superkicks in the corner. JoJo barks at Brian to stop hitting Darkwater and to help get these swords out of his hands. Calgary is all but certain the House spoiled Darkwater’s cash-in chances, until!
Aiello: STEVE’S BACK! STEVE BENNETT IS BACK!
Steve walks to the ring ready to open up a can of whoopass. Mark Paulson runs around the ring to intercept Steve, but the Predator counters Mark and hits him with a stunner! Brian watches from the ring shocked! Which unfortunately for Brian, gave Morgan enough time to recover and hoist up Brian for a musclebuster, Shipwrecked! Steve shouts for Darkwater’s attention and the two work together. Steve climbs onto the apron closest to the commentary tables, Morgan scoops Brian off of his feet and lifts him up and over the ropes and into Steve Bennett’s grip for a powerbomb! BENNETT HITS A DROP OF DEATH POWERBOMB FROM THE APRON TO THE COMMENTARY TABLE! The crowd are off their feet! Bennett recovers just fine, even if he’s gingerly feeling out his knee before rolling back into the ring to make the pin count!
“ARRRRRRGH!” Shouts JoJo, who, in the midst of all the chaos, did the only thing he could do and tried to pull himself free. To which he literally does! JoJo pulls his right hand free of the sword in a gory display of defiance. JoJo’s hand is a almost split in half between his ring and middle fingers. The blood loss and pain sends JoJo into shock, all the color in his face flushes leaving the Light Rush attempts to pull his left hand free, and gets about halfway before Darkwater grabs a nearby chair and hits Rush dead in the face with a chair to knock him out. If only for JoJo’s own good.
Karhs: Ugh I think I’m gonna be sick!
Aiello: That is easiest the grossest thing I’ve ever seen in a Monday Night Brawl ring.
Mark tries to sneak up and hit Darkwater from behind, but Morgan is ready this time around and brandishes a flintlock pistol and aims it directly at the Housemate. The gun stops Mark in his tracks and even backs him away. Morgan places a prosthetic leg on JoJo’s chest and poses for the pin. Bennett makes the count!
One…
Two…
Three!
Stroup: Your winner by pinfall, and NEW Hardcore Champion… CAPT –
Darkwater steps off JoJo’s unconscious body and turns to face Jessica, frantically gesturing her to cut her announcement before asking for her to pass him a microphone, which she does with a clear look of confusion on his face. With his flintlock in the other hand, he waves it idly at Next Level as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Darkwater: I told ye this day would finally come – can ye hear me, Rush, ye big bastard? I’m addressin’ all of ye, all of th’ House, where’er they might be! I warned ye yer day of reckonin’ would come, th’ day yer schemin’ numbers game wouldn’t save yer hides, th’ day th’ Captain would take e’erythin’ yer blessed Light had left in this world… an’ Captain Morgan Darkwater be a man of his word! Now, boys!
He’s addressing both members of Next Level at this point, nodding down at Rush.
Darkwater: Do th’ whole world a favour, an’ get this stinkin’, rotten carcass out of my ring… an’ may he think twice, an’ think real hard, before he curses Monday Night Brawl with his presence again.
It’s clear in the eyes of Mark and Brian that they want to get at Morgan, but the flintlock is keeping them at bay, as well as the sight of what brutal punishment he just delivered on Rush. So they reluctantly huddle around JoJo and struggle to roll his dead-weight to the edge of the ring as they call out for the EMTs to hurry their asses up. The medics rush down with a wheeled stretcher, and together they all slide Rush onto it, securing his neck in a foam-brace and wrapping gauze around his bloody, mutilated hands.
Aiello: In all my time calling Hardcore matches, I have never seen someone go to such lengths to keep their opponent down as Darkwater just did to JoJo Rush, practically crucifying the man to the mat!
Kahrs: And for Rush to then pull his hands free, slicing them clean up the middle…! That’s going to take a crap-ton of stitches on both hands, Joe! You gotta wonder how that’s gonna affect his career going forward…
Aiello: But I wonder why the Captain stopped our ringside announcer from declaring him the new champ…?
Kahrs: Looks like we’re about to find out, and I gotta feeling it’s nothing good.
Sure enough, Darkwater has laid his scathing gaze down upon Jim Connors, now standing at ringside, the Hardcore title clutched tightly to his chest, his face white as a sheet. The Captain smirks, approaches the ropes, and sits himself down on the middle-rope, opening a gap for the Brawl GM to climb back in through.
Darkwater: Well, Connors? I believe ye have somethin’ that belongs to me… makes sense ye be the one to present yer new Hardcore Champion – nay, yer new double champion – with that brutal lookin’ belt. Hop to it, now! Don’t keep me waitin..!
Connors hesitates, looking around the arena as if searching for an answer from the crowd.
Darkwater: Ye don’t want to make me tell ye twice.
Taking a deep breath, Connors steels his nerves and slowly climbs the steel steps, edges along the apron towards Darkwater, hesitates as if expecting an attack, and slowly climbs back into the ring through the gap in the ropes.
Darkwater: Aye, see? That weren’t so hard, now was it?
He gets back up, turning to stare down the General Manager with a cocky smile, regarding him as if bemused at the situation they find themselves in. Meanwhile, the EMTs have started to push Rush’s stretcher back up the ramp, putting their backs into it just to move the heavy giant. Next Level are going frantic, trying to wake the House’s enforcer, to make sure he’s okay…
It’s only once they get to the main stage that Rush stirs, slowly raising a shaky arm in an attempt to hold up a “Too Sweet”... only for the gauze holding his hand together to slip, and half his hand to flop forwards, the pinkie and index fingers falling limp to his wrist.
Aiello: Oh god, I’m going to be sick. Again…
Kahrs: What do you suppose you call that? A “One Sweet”?
Aiello: What the hell is wrong with you, man?!
Darkwater is observing all this over Connors shoulder, the GM too frozen to act without permission from the man he had just witnessed practically commit a murder before his eyes.
Darkwater: That Rush, still as stubborn as an ox… but enough about him, aye? This be about ye, me, an’ that Hardcore title in yer hands. Now, if ye would kindly –
With a sudden spur of nerves that seem to surprise even himself, the GM pries the microphone from the Captain, and attempts to speak his mind.
Connors: N-Now Captain… I know you and I haven’t always seen eye-to-eye, and things have been rocky. But you have to know I’ve only had your best intentions at heart – I’ve wanted to make that Heritage title mean something just as much as you, we’re not enemies despite what you may believe. And as much as I would love to bestow this championship upon you, and make you the official new Hardcore Champion…
The arena fills with boos as they behind to sense some kind of deceit coming. The Captain seems to share this feeling, his eyes reduced to suspicious slits as he listens intently.
Connors: You all can boo me as much as you like, the fact of the matter is I am the Brawl General Manager, and a high-ranking member of EWC staff, and as such I am duty-bound to adhere to its rules and regulations. The rules, in this case, dictate that JoJo Rush was vacating his Hardcore title, that he did relinquish it when he discarded it just prior to your… confrontation. As such, officially, he was no longer the Hardcore Champion when you pinned him, so you did not win the title from him.
The boos intensify to a raucous fever-pitch as chants of “YOU SCREWED MORGAN” start up, the Captain himself taking a step towards Connors, his nostril flaring as he struggles to contain his fury.
Aiello: Is Connors insane? Trying to deny Darkwater his Hardcore Championship after everything we’ve just witnessed?
Kahrs: Jimbo is a man of the law, and the law isn’t on the Captain’s side! Too bad, better luck next time!
Aiello: I dare you to say that to his face.
Connors holds his hand up to stop the Captain’s indignant approach.
Connors: Whoa, whoa! Think very carefully about your next move, Captain! You put your hands on me, you can forget ever seeing this title in your possession. Now, if you want to compete for it, I can put you in a title match, but –
Darkwater suddenly cuts him off by snatching back the microphone to excited cheers, Connors shrinking back a couple steps, fearing the worst..
Darkwater: Are ye quite done, Connors? Do ye ne’er tire of hidin’ behind th’ rules an’ red-tape as an excuse fer yer dirty deeds? Ye think I didn’t foresee ye might try an’ pull some shenanigans like this, might try an’ deny me my rightful prize as ye smile an’ throw false platitudes in my face? Ye really think th’ Captain not be smart enough to plan fer e’ery possibility?
Connors stares up at the Brawlin’ Buccaneer with creeping uncertainty and dread draining the colour from his face as he leans up to speak into the mic.
Connors: Wh… what are you talking about, Darkwater?
Morgan gestures casually over his shoulder, to the entrance stage where Rush has finally been taken away.
Darkwater: What I’m talkin’ about, Connors, is that whole bloody ordeal with Rush just now? It were purely personal, cathartic e’en – a poetic end to a bitter, brutal feud he an’ th’ House started. It were th’ closure th’ Captain needed, whether th’ Hardcore title became his or not… Why do ye think I stopped my name bein’ called as champion? But speakin’ of that Hardcore title in yer hands…
The Captain rolls his neck and smiles down at Connors deviously.
Darkwater: Ye like yer rules, Connors? Aye, ye do… Then allow me to remind ye of a certain rule – when I won that Blast Tournament last year on Rampage, what did it entitle me to, hmm?
Connors: A… a cash-in opportunity for the Hardcore Championship that I’m afraid is now null and –
He’s abruptly cut off as Darkwater takes back the mic, smirking and tutting softly.
Darkwater: Nay, not quite… what it entitled me to, Connors, was a contract allowing me to cash-in a shot fer that Hardcore title in yer hands. An’ written on that contract, Connors – an’ yer goin’ to love this, stickler fer th’ rules that ye be – is a clause that specifically states that I must defeat th’ current holder of th’ Hardcore title… an’, well, like ye said, Rush wasn’t holdin’ the belt when I pinned him… it be in yer hands, now.
The crowd picks up as they start to realise what is on the Captain’s mind, Connors also figuring it out a moment too late, barely able to get one “No!” out before Darkwater plants a massive boot into his gut, catches him as he double over, flips him… and hits a devastating ANCHOR DROP Bastard Driver on Connors! He keeps the GM pinned as Bennett slides back into the ring for the count!
One…
Two…
Three!
Holding the pin, Darkwater nods at Jessica to make the announcement, and the shocked woman complies.
Stroup: Your winner by pinfall, and NEW Hardcore Champion… CAPTAIN MORGAN DAAAARKWATEEEERR!!
Darkwater finally releases the pin, letting Connors’ body slump heavily to the mat as the big man gets back to his feet, Bennett scooping the Hardcore title off Connors and presenting it to the Captain, who takes it eagerly, allowing Bennett to hold his hand aloft in victory as the roof comes off the arena.
Kahrs: What the… what the heck just happened?!
Aiello: Ladies and gentlemen, Captain Morgan Darkwater is your new EWC Hardcore Champion after defeating not just JoJo Rush, but – lord, help me – General Manager Jim Connors! We have a new champion, but at what cost?!
Morgan and Bennett are sharing in his victory, the Captain thanking the Hall of Famer for his assistance as Bennett drapes the Hardcore title over the large man’s shoulder as the Heritage title is retrieved from ringside to be slung over Morgan’s other shoulder, the crowds going absolutely nuts for their new double-champion as he marches over to the nearest ringpost and mounts the middle-ropes, throwing both fists high and roaring triumphantly.
Aiello: We have a new double-champion in Captain Morgan Darkwater, but the question is – how long will that last? With the Main Event still to come, his Heritage title on the line, and a less than favorable special referee in Amis Shelton, will the Captain be ending the night as he’s begun it? Or will this moment of victory be short-lived? I, for one, can’t wait to find out!
Darkwater has climbed out of the ring at this point, and is slowly making his way around ringside to enjoy the hype and adoration of the fans as they reach out to touch and pat their beloved hero, one man even offering the Captain his plastic cup of beer, which Darkwater throws back eagerly, foam soaking into his blood-red beard, some splashes starting to make his body-paint run. He crushes the empty cup with a raucous cry and tosses it over his shoulder, nodding gratefully to the fan, as he and Bennett start to make their way back up the ramp.
They’re almost at the main stage when the opening riffs of “Futreproof” hit, stopping both men in their tracks, the Captain already shooting a withering, exasperated look towards the entrance as the curtain jerks aside as the Renegade swaggers out, barring their way. He just stares down the ring at Darkwater, smirking knowingly as the Captain takes a defiant step forward, completely unshaken, shouting incoherently as he gestures at both titles over his shoulders, his intention clear: Whichever one you think you’re worthy of, give it your best shot, I’m right here!
Amis doesn’t move as the Captain continues to take each purposeful step towards him, his shit-eating grin only stretching wider as he seems to silently goad Darkwater into making the first move. But the Captain seems to have had enough violence for now, stopping several feet from Shelton, glaring him down defiantly. After what seems like an eternity, Shelton slowly raises his arm up, tapping on an imaginary watch on his wrist.
Aiello: Speaking of Amis Shelton, the Renegade himself couldn’t help but make an appearance to remind the Captain that they have unfinished business in his eyes.
Kahrs: And that thing with the watch? What was that about?
Aiello: I’m pretty sure he was telling Darkwater his time is running out. Looks like the Captain won’t be leaving here tonight with his Heritage title if Amis Shelton has anything to say about it! With a man like the Renegade calling the shots, you gotta ask yourself if –
Connors: DARKWATER!!
Commentary is cut off as Morgan slowly turns on his heel to regard Connors, who is struggling back to his feet, wheezing heavily, microphone in his hand.
Connors: God… Dammit, Captain… I have had it with your attitude! You claim to be a hero, a champion of the people, yet you’re nothing… but a bully and a criminal! I’ve done nothing to deserve this treatment, damn you! But you wanna play it your way, huh? Fine! Tonight, in your Main Event Heritage Championship match… with Special Referee Amis Shelton… it’s going to be No Disqualifications… but only for Caleb Scott!
The boos for Connors return, and this finally gets a rise out of the Captain, who starts to march back down the ramp towards the Brawl General Manager, intent to finish what he started, only to be held back by Steve Bennett who tries to calm him, telling him it’s not worth it. Connors allows himself a sly grin at this reaction, and adds…
Connors: That’s right, you son of a bitch, I got your number this time… and if you even think of trying to get yourself disqualified, to save yourself the title – it will be stripped from you, and given to Caleb Scott!
The Captain is furious, wanting nothing more than to rip the GM to pieces, and it’s all Bennett can do to keep the big man back. Finally, the Captain takes a deep, shuddering breath and calms himself, snorting dismissively at Connor’s dirty play, and turns his back on the Captain only to find Shelton is already gone. Taking another deep breath, Darkwater slips back into celebration mode at the stage, holding both titles aloft to thunderous cries as he bellows defiantly, before finally marching backstage.
Aiello: Damn, what an astounding, sickening, incredible and unbelievable series of events we’ve just watched transpire here: Captain Morgan Darkwater has shocked the world and rocked the EWC to its core with his brutal assault on JoJo Rush, winning the Hardcore Championship with the help of a returning Steve Bennett, by hitting our own General Manager with a powerful Anchor Drop!
Kahrs: Yeah, but his cockiness sure was short-lived, and it was Connors who got the last laugh by making tonight’s Main Event a No DQ match for Darkwater’s opponent, Caleb Scott, only… and if Amis Shelton should disqualify Darkwater, he loses his Heritage title! I can’t wait for that big bastard to reap the typhoon!
Aiello: It’s “Reap the Whirlwind”, and I wouldn’t count the Captain out just yet. We’ve seen the Bulwark of Brawl weather and survive far more impossible odds than this… but one thing is for sure, we’re in for one hell of a Main Event, folks, so don’t go anywhere! Right now, Production are screaming in my ear that we’re long overdue an ad-break, so we’ll be right back after these messages with Brawl's Renegade vs Prime's Hugo Goodman!
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CAN A GOOD MAN BEAT AN IMMORTAL LEGEND?
SINGLES MATCH
Hugo Goodman
VS Amis Shelton
SINGLES MATCH
Hugo Goodman
VS Amis Shelton
We return to ringside where the crowd is still buzzing after what went down to kick off the show!
Aiello: BRAWL has already been wild so far tonight, and with the main event now stacking the odds against Morgan Darkwater we head into our second match of the evening, which sees the main event's special guest referee Amis Shelton in action against PRIME's Hugo Goodman!
Stroup: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, from Springfield, Illinois and weighing in at 195 pounds... AMIS SHELTON!
As the opening riffs to Nothing but Thieves' "Futureproof" hits the speakers, the crowd almost unanimously rise to their to a chorus of boos for the imminent arrival of Amis Shelton. As soon as the first verse kicks in, Amis appears from behind the curtain with arms already raised, ready to soak in the reaction from the fans with his trademark smirk. He walks down to the ramp and hops into the ring, climbing a turnbuckle with arms aloft.
Stroup: And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 350 pounds... HUGO GOODMAN!
"GOODMAN"
A bright spotlight shines the stage with sparkling pyro raining from the entrance, Hugo jogs through the pyro and dances and sings along to his own song. At the first verse, Hugo confidently swaggers to the ring stopping along the way to interact with fans and kiss some babies. Hugo steps into the ring and climbs to the middle rope, kisses his pointer finger and points it to the ceiling.
DING DING DING
Amis runs at Hugo who drops him with a big boot. He lifts Amis and bodyslams him to the mat. Amis slowly gets to his feet but a European uppercut knocks him against the ropes. Hugo whips Amis across the ring before sending lying across the ring with a pounce. He pulls Amis from the ropes and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO! KICK OUT!
Amis lifts a shoulder from the mat to break the count. Hugo lifts Amis up or a suplex but Amis slips free and spins Hugo into a DDT. Hugo gets to his feet but Amis runs at him hitting a dropkick. Hugo gets to his feet and charges but runs into a superkick. It spins Hugo a little allowing Amis to grab him and heave him into a German suplex. He bridges into a pin.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO! KICK OUT!
Hugo rolls free breaking the count.
Aiello: He didn’t pick up the win there but he did pick up Hugo Goodman!
Both get to their feet where Amis smacks Hugo with a Roundhouse Kick that he spins into a Roaring Elbow for the full Dream Eater. Hugo drops to the mat where Amis makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO! KICK OUT!
Hugo rolls to his side breaking the count. Amis lifts Hugo to his feet for his next attack. Hugo counters popping Amis up into a Mardi Gras that brings him crashing to the mat. Hugo makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO! KICK OUT!
Amis just manages to lift his shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Aiello: Just and no more! Was that the last remnant of energy left in Amis Shelton!
Kahrs: Quite possibly! Amis fought a hell of a match but it may just be a matter of time.
Amis sits up but Hugo boots him in the face to knock him back down. Hugo climbs to the top turnbuckle. He leaps for a Gumbo No 5. At the last second, Amis rolls to safety and Hugo crashes to the mat. Hugo stumbles to his feet but Amis catches him with Dragoon’s Glory. He makes the cover. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall AMIS SHELTON!
Amis climbs the turnbuckle and stands with his arms aloft soaking in the moment.
Aiello: Just when we thought it was all over, Amis Shelton finds a way to win here tonight!
Kahrs: Hugo Goldman did almost everything right in this match. One wrong move. One! Hit that splash and he would have won this match. He didn’t and it left him open for that knee!
Aiello: Man, you weren't kidding earlier about forgetting everything Tim. Anyway, up next we have tag team action as Millwall's Bricks take on Young Justice!
Camera cuts to ...
It starts with the sounds of scissors snipping, we see black hair with bits of blond falling to the floor.
??: Maybe it was me trying to cling to a past not worth remembering...
More hair hits the floor.
??: Maybe it was the fact that I felt sorry for somebody and secretly wanted 'em to get what they always wanted...
We see a gloved hand picking up an electric shaver and turning it on. This is followed by the flash of the very top of a blond spiked hair. There's an extreme close up of that shaver now as it starts to strip chopped black hair from a partially tattooed scalp, revealing blond roots beneath it.
??: Maybe it's because I'm just not the bitch I used to be and I'd say that's a good thing.
There's a whisper in the voice of Lzzy Hale of Halestorm as a guitar note plays...
Back from the dead aliiiiivvvve... back from the othersssssiiiiidddee...
??: Or maybe... just maybe... I had revenge on my mind for the motherfuckers who attacked me and Jason Anderson and was so preoccupied about doing things the 'right way' that Caleb Scott ate my unfocused ass alive.
The camera finally pulls back to reveal the face of Melinda Rhodes reflected in a bathroom mirror, a little less made up than before and looking more familiar to the newer EWC fans with short, spiked blond hair, tightly shaven on both sides of her head. She turns the razor off and brushes black and blond hairs from her shoulders.
Rhodes: The past don't mean shit if you ain't handling your present. Alastor Gray... Callum McBeth... Brian Knight... Mark Paulson... The Heat Packers... and JoJo-Motherfuckin-Rush by extension...
She looks into the camera lens through her reflection, intensity burning in those eyes.
Rhodes: You attacked me and my friend and I got a huge fucking problem with that and the longer I try to wait and do things 'the right way' the more it's going to sit on my brain and cost me till I do something about it. I didn't come back to be anyone's bitch and that's how you fuckers treated me, like a bitch. You threatened my livelihood and well-being, tried to take me out, but you know what your biggest mistake was?
An evil little smirk crosses her face.
Rhodes: All five of you together couldn't kill me on your best day. Best you could do on Brawl 608 was knock me out for a minute. The time for words is done. It's time for war and now that I've got no championship aspirations waiting for me, shit will begin at the Brawlympics. I got my war face on, let's fucking go..."
She then steps back, pulling a baseball bat out from under the sink in front of her and smashing the mirror with it. She then turns to face the camera, twirling that bat and pointing it directly at the lens.
Rhodes: Bang bang, motherfuckers...
The Rebel Star then turns and steps out of frame. Fade to black as Halestorm's "Back from the Dead" plays briefly...
We move to a commercial break.
LOOKS LIKE TAG MATCHES ARE BACK ON THE MENU!
TAG TEAM MATCH
Millwall's Bricks
VS Young Justice
TAG TEAM MATCH
Millwall's Bricks
VS Young Justice
We return to ringside where commentary is standing by for our next match!
Aiello: Big statement from Melinda Rhodes as we gear up for tag team action between Millwall's Bricks and Young Justice!
Stroup: The following match, set for one fall, is a Tag Team Contest. Joining us first, weighing in at a combined 243 pounds, Cassie Wolfe and Harper Mason... YOUNG JUSTICE!
The intro for Jonathon Young's cover of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes theme hits the speakers and Harper and Cassie emerge from the back ready for action, they slap hands with the fans on their way to the ring before sliding in and high fiving each other as they wait for their opponents.
Stroup: And the opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 400 pounds Atlas and Marina Millwall... MILLWALL’S BRICKS!
The intro for "Children of the Grave" hits the speakers as the lights around the arena go dim. A quick *BANG* of pyro signals the arrival of Millwall's Bricks: Atlas on the left flexing, Marina on the right screaming in glee, and Bill wielding a roll of newspaper in the middle. The Bricks make their way towards the ring, with Atlas and Bill high-fiving the fans in the front row and Marina running around the ring like a madwoman. Everyone makes their way into the ring, with Atlas and Marina taking positions in the corners and Bill standing in the center. Each of them hits a pose as another quick burst of pyro blasts from ringside.
DING DING DING
Cassie and Marina start. They lock up in a collar and elbow but Cassie pulls Marina to the mat. Marina gets to her feet but she gets knocked down with a dropkick. Marina gets to her feet as Cassie fires a superkick. Marina takes a step back to avoid the superkick. Marina smacks Cassie with a right hook that spins her around, Marina lifts Cassie bring her to the mat with a side suplex. Both get to their feet and Cassie runs at Marina for a clothesline. Marina ducks it and pulls Cassie to the mat with a neck breaker. She hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Cassie lifts a shoulder off the mat to break the count and rolls right to her corner where she quickly tags out. Harper gets into the ring and knocks Marina down with a clothesline. She lifts Marina up for a powerbomb but Marina slips from her grasp landing on her feet. Harper quickly spins around and drives Marina down with a DDT. She makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Marina rolls a shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Aiello: Both teams getting in some early shots here!
Kahrs: They are but thus far Alex Millwall hasn’t been tagged in yet.
Almost hearing commentary, Atlas tags in. He runs in ramming a knee to the gut of Harper. He runs off the ropes and leaps at Harper taking her over with a monkey flip. Atlas lifts Harper to her feet and grabs her into a headlock dragging her over to his corner where he tags Marina back in. They both position harper bringing her crashing to the mat with a Red Card. Marina makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Cassie dives in to break the count. Atlas yells and argues with the referee. While he does Cassie grabs Marina and whips her off the ropes. Harper and Cassie dive at a rebounding Marina with WHAM! Harper makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Atlas grabs Cassie and pulls her down onto Harper breaking the count.
Aiello: For someone that wasn’t in the opening of this match Atlas Millwall has been very influential for the last few moments!
Kahrs: He’s influential? I’m glad I had my vaccinations!
Harper lifts Marina to her feet and up for a powerbomb. Before Cassie can add anything, Atlas pulls Marina from Harpers grasp. Harper lashes out with a right hand that Atlas ducks lifting Harper for a side suplex. He uses Harper’s feet as a battering ram to knock Cassie crashing to the floor. Atlas then throws Harper back into the waiting grip of Marina who hits a German Suplex for the full Lion’s Roar. She bridges into a pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Cassie slides into the ring but Atlas dives hitting her with a lariat.
THREE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winners, via pinfall MILLWALL’S BRICKS!
Atlas and Marina take positions in the corners with Bill standing in the center. Each of them hits a pose as another quick burst of pyro blasts from ringside.
Aiello: That win here should propel Millwall’s Bricks further up the tag team rankings!
Kahrs: Young Justice had a hell of a showing tonight and they came a move or two from the win themselves!
Aiello: Don't go away folks, BRAWL rolls on as we have a hardcore match between Emiko Okita and Narumi Tsutsumi up next!
Camera cuts to ...
In the parking area backstage, Alastor Gray, Brian Knight and Mark Paulson follow after the paramedics ferrying JoJo off to the back of the ambulance. Cosmo slams on the brakes of his car and rushes over to the group in shock. Despite being weighed down by the US and Fighting Spirit Championships, Dimitri Graves follows behind Cosmo, trying his best to hold up the champion’s gold.
Cosmo Goldworthy: What the fuck happened?! Where are y’all going?!
Alastor Gray: Where the hell were you, Goldworthy?
Brian Knight: Morgan Darkwater freaking cashed in on JoJo before he could forfeit the title!
Cosmo Goldworthy: It was just traffic! I didn’t expect JoJo to just get crucified before I got here!
Paramedic: JoJo’s lost a lot of blood. If any of you want to ride with us you have to decide right now.
The gaggle of Housemates and paramedics make it to the ambulance, where the medics get to work lifting the rather large hunk of Texas meat up and into the ambulance. Alastor locks eyes with Cosmo with a piercing glare for a few seconds. Without looking away from Cosmo, Alastor commands.
Alastor Gray: Brian and Mark, get into the ambulance. I want you to stay with JoJo and don’t let him out of your sight until I tell you two otherwise.
Mark Paulson: You got it boss.
With the ambulance sirens wailing, the ambulance rushes off to rush Rush to a local medical facility.
Alastor Gray: We will speak about this soon. I’m afraid you and Dimitri are flying solo against the Undisputed Champion tonight.
Cosmo is immediately taken aback by that. His eye twitches, knowing what it entails.
Cosmo Goldworthy: ..Flying solo?! Do you not know the weight of this match?! This is big for the group, and NOBODY IS GONNA BE THERE?!
He’s clearly pissed and before he can make any movements, Dimitri holds him back, but he sure can’t hold back his mouth.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Not even moral support? No one to be there in case shit goes south?! I bet 3pAC are fuckin’ lurking around here somewhere with a crowbar up their asses, and NOBODY is staying behind? Where’s the rest anyways?!?!
Despite Cosmo’s complaints, Alastor’s expression remains extremely stern. Cosmo stares at Alastor recognizing that he won’t back down. And most likely, he probably hasn’t considered anything Cosmo’s saying.
Alastor Gray: I believe that Mr. Graves and yourself are more than enough to beat the Undisputed Champion tonight. If you excuse me, I’m afraid I need to attend to other affairs.
Alastor shakes his head and walks past Cosmo, but stops to place a hand on his shoulder.
Alastor Gray: Best of luck tonight, Mr. Goldworthy.
The camera lingers on Cosmo Goldworthy who's clenching his jaw in one part frustration, one part anger as we move to a commercial break.
We cut backstage, where Jim Connors is inside his office along with security and Steve Bennett. The BRAWL General Manager is still not pleased about the EWC Hall of Famer's...unorthodox return to the show, earlier tonight.
Connors: Listen, Mr. Bennett. You're a legend of this company, and I'm glad to see you back and feeling well again...but I can't have you running amok on my show.
Steve just smirks at this, staring the GM down.
Bennett: Well hell, Jimbo...the way you've been letting The House get away with stuff 'round here, I dunno if this is really YOUR show.
Jim just scowls at this remark.
Connors: How DARE you! I've been looking out for your best interest by making sure you got time to recover after they attacked you, and this is how you repay me!?
Jim tries his best to show restraint as he continues.
Connors: If you're really gonna be that way, Steve...I cannot have you out at ringside tonight. I'll be happy to have ya back at commentary when we hold BRAWLYMPICS in a couple weeks...lord knows I've been getting complaints about my assistant's struggle to string together a few words at the booth.
The GM then motions to one of the chairs by his desk.
Connors: But for tonight, I'm gonna need you to hang out here with me. We can keep tabs on the action, and you can talk my ear off all ya want.
The legend stares the GM down some more, but opts not to fight the security here and now as he takes a seat. Connors takes a seat at his desk, pointing to the monitor showing the action from ringside as we cut over there ourselves!
"I UNDERSTAND TWO OF SHINIJOSHI WANNA GET BRUTAL, WELL..."
SINGLES MATCH, HARDCORE RULES
Emiko Okita
VS Narumi Tsutsumi
SINGLES MATCH, HARDCORE RULES
Emiko Okita
VS Narumi Tsutsumi
We return to ringside where fans are eagerly awaiting our next match.
Aiello: Looks like my buddy Steve's gonna be busy in the office tonight, as we move on to a match with some big implications as Shinijoshi collide in this hardcore match! Emiko Okita has looked up to Narumi Tsutsumi for some time now, and tonight they face off in violent circumstances!
Stroup: The following match is to be fought under Hardcore Rules. Joining us first, residing in Tokyo,Japan and weighing in at 134 pounds... EMIKO OKITA!
As 'Diamond Egoist’ hits, Emiko steps through the curtain with ice running through her veins. With black, blue and purple entrance gown flowing around her, Emi strides down to the ring with a casual malice in her step. At ringside she stops and flashes the briefest of smiles to a female fan and then rolls in under the bottom rope. She hops to her feet and motions for the crowd to get loud before beginning to limber up.
Stroup: And the opponent, making her way to the ring, weighing in at 125 pounds, from Shinjuku Japan.......she is The Grade Two Yokai... NARUMI TSUTSUMI!
The arena goes dark with colourful decals appear on the video entrance as ‘Icon’ by Twice plays while the silhouette of a magical girl transformation occurs behind a dropped curtain. Narumi then bursts out of the curtain in a slightly muddy stained green chibi oni printed boiler suit and her kanabo called Yorujubo in her right hand. Narumi flashes a thrilling, almost devious, smirk as she points the yokai club towards the ring and slowly slinks down the ramp. She leaves her club on the steps after giving a little prayer/whisper at the club and she enters the ring and slowly lifts her hand up to the air and makes whatever grade number of yokai she is with her finger(s) and then points her number hand at the ramp or opponent.
DING DING DING
Narumi fires a right hand but Emiko blocks it and catches Narumi with a European uppercut. Emiko grabs Narumi lifting her for a suplex. Narumi slips from Emiko’s grip but Emiko quickly slips behind Narumi with a waistlock and launches Narumi across the ring with a release German suplex. Narumi staggers to her feet but Emiko charges at her hitting a spear. She makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR...NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi lifts a shoulder off the mat to break the count. Emiko lifts Narumi to her feet. Narumi grabs at the back of Emiko’s leg sweeping it out from under her taking Emiko to the mat. Narumi hits a Ippon punch and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Emiko lifts a shoulder off the mat to break the count. Narumi rolls from the ring and pulls a kendo stick from under it before rolling back into the ring. Narumi thwacks Emiko in the gut with it dropping her to the mat. Emiko pulls herself to her feet but Narumi smacks her across the skull with the kendo stick. Emiko drops where Narumi makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Emiko lifts a shoulder from the mat to break the count. Narumi lifts Emiko to her feet but Emiko grabs the kendo stick and lifts it between Narumi’s legs causing her to lose Emiko from her grasp. Emiko holds onto the kendo stick and uses it to twist Narumi into a teardrop suplex. She makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi rolls a shoulder from the mat breaking the count.
Aiello: That looked painful!
Kahrs: There’s a reason for that! It was!
Emiko reaches out and grabs a chair from ringside she rests it against the side of Narumi’s head. Emiko cracks the chair with a Back Alley Kick. Narumi drops to the mat. Emiko makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi rolls to her side breaking the count. Emiko lifts her to her feet but Narumi counters backdropping Emiko onto the chair. Narumi falls to the mat also. She pulls herself to her feet and grabs the chair. Narumi lays it on Emiko’s gut and climbs to the top rope. Narumi leaps into Queen Me! She makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Emiko just manages to push her way free to break the count.
Aiello: Emiko Okita may have kicked out but how much is too much?
Kahrs: Both now have to be hurting! There are weaknesses right there that could be taken advantage of.
Both get to their feet. Narumi grabs the chair and smacks it across Emiko’s back dropping her to the mat. Narumi drags Emiko to her feet and positions her for Paymon. Emiko manages to spin Narumi and pull her into a Lights Out! Narumi drops to the mat where Emiko makes the cover. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall EMIKO OKITA!
Emiko raises an arm in celebration as she rolls from the ring. She slowly heads up the ramp while slapping hands with the fans.
Aiello: Never blink when in the ring with Emiko Okita! Her opponent tonight, Narumi Tsutsumi did just that and, as good as she is, she paid for it. Emiko Okita picking up a very big win tonight!
Kahrs: Many times in this one, I thought it was a Noroomi victory. However, as you say, it’s all about that final moment. Hit the defeat and eat and Noroomy wins, that she didn’t saw Okitty take the win!
Aiello: Tim, I swear, if you don't smarten back up before our next match I will be looking to fly solo the rest of the night...but don't you go away fans, because up next is non-title action between Cosmo Goldwater and Xavier Reid!
Camera cuts to ...
The camera cuts backstage to Brawl’s Bob Murray who is standing outside The Love Club locker room. He straightens his tie and pulls on his jacket before reaching out and knocking on the door…he waits for a moment or two and as the door opens a large smile flashes across his face as he’s looking at Bunny Love…
Murray: Ms. Love, it is so nice to see you again…welcome to Brawl and let me be the first to say we here at Brawl, while being saddened to hear the news about your father Tommy Love and his incarceration in Mexico City, we are excited that you are filling the role of Xavier’s manager and that you are gracing us with your presence here tonight…and, we would love to see more of you this season…
Bunny smiles at Bob and his sweet declaration on behalf of Brawl…
Love: Well thank you Bob…it’s nice to be here tonight on Brawl #610 and here in Calgary, Alberta, Canada…this city means so much to Xavier and it’s been amazing to walk around the city and have him show me around…to see where Xavier attended wrestling school and the small one bedroom apartment he lived in for that year…I even got to see the building where he had his first ever professional wrestling match…there is a plaque there so I understand why Xavier wanted to come here to Calgary when he found out Brawl was appearing here…it could have been tricky with Apple TV but after winning the EWC Undisputed Championship at StrangleMania it gave us the green light to call up Jim Connors and say we would be attending tonight’s show…and that we wanted a match…
Murray: And what a match you got here tonight…a rematch of Brawl #603 against the EWC US and Fighting Spirits Champion Cosmo Goldworthy…
Bunny nods her head at Cosmo’s double championship…
Love: Listen, it’s a marquee matchup that I’m sure will boost the ratings for Brawl but I found it odd that Brawl’s GM gave a match against the EWC Undisputed Champion to a man that represents Rampage…I mean if I’m on the Brawl roster I’d be a bit pissed off being passed over for a shot at the top dog in the company…I mean there is no better way to shoot up the rankings than to beat the Undisputed Champion…look at what it did for Candy and…with the Undisputed Championship Rankings not having a single member of the Brawl roster on them well…it was an opportunity missed for someone like Amis Sheldon, Caleb Scott or Morgan Darkwater but that’s their cross to bear and their conversation with their GM…as fate would have it Xavier gets to mix it up once again with Cosmo and gets the chance to hang a second loss on him…
Murray: Well it won’t be easy…there is no hotter wrestler on the planet right now than Cosmo Goldworthy, he leads all EWC Wrestlers with…
But before Bob can finish his sentence he’s cut off by the Undisputed Champion himself…
Reid: 11 wins…the only person with double digit wins this season…5 MVP bounces…for those counting at home that’s 50k added to his bank account…the man that pulled double duty at StrangleMania winning a championship and defending a championship and yet still had to watch little old close the show in a match he felt like should have been his right…that Cosmo Goldworthy…
The crowd inside the Scotiabank Saddledome erupts in cheer as their fellow Canadian appears next to his manager…he places the EWC Undisputed Championship over Bunny’s shoulder as he looks at Bob Murray…
Reid: Good to see you again Bob…how are things…
Murray: Less sticky and I don’t have to worry about who did something to my drink now that Tommy’s in jail but I have missed you…
Reid: Thanks…well I’m happy to once again bring the Undisputed Championship back to the Flagship show here on Brawl like I have done twice before this…I know some people around here have been giving me the cold shoulder for signing with Paramount to kick off the 2024 season while others have accused me of being run off by certain House members but the truth is my place here on Brawl was cemented…I have done more for the red brand than anyone one this current roster and I could put my Brawl resume up against the greats that came before me…if there was a Brawl Mount Rushmore Xaver Reid’s face would be on it…so save me the ‘Xavier ran away’ shit…because nobody has been able to fill my shoes around here and I’m once again the EWC Undisputed Champion…
Murray: Well tonight you face a man with eyes for that championship…
Reid: Yes I do…a man that thinks he already deserves that opportunity because of the acculates we ran off but I was right there with him last season…I looked at those rankings nad had beaten many of those ahead of me and when I bitched about it I was accused of whining about it by Cosmo but now that the tables are turned and it’s Cosmo looking up at wrestlers like Ibuki Ito, Jason Anderson, Candy, Lavender and Sally Talfourd…seeing all the names of those that would get a shot at this championship before him it’s not whining it’s…
Love: Lobbying…
Reid: There you go…listen I get his frustration…I have been there…thinking you deserve a shot and seeing it go to people you feel are less worthy of it…but the last time he was in the ring with the Undisputed Champion he lost…I pinned him…while Ibuki and Candy both won their matches against the Undisputed Champion so tonight he gets the chance to join them…beat me and you will open some eyes around here…beat me and you might be seen as worthy of getting the opportunity to challenge for this championship….but lose…
Xavier clenches his teeth together as he draws a breath in…
Reid: Well there is always the Insanity Cage right…or maybe winning the BORT…but you can kiss jumping up the rankings goodbye…now I know, I’m going to be getting a motivated Cosmo Goldworthy out there tonight…a man that wants to show the world that he’s ready…but I’m not just going to roll over out there for him…I didn’t come here tonight to play a supporting role in the Cosmo show…no, I came back to the city that launched my career to say thank you…to return back home as the EWC Undisputed Champion…to show the people that supported me all those year ago that I lived up to the hype…that I made good on the promises…that I did indeed get to the top of the mountain and tonight we ALL enjoy that success…those people out there look at me and see one of their own…when they look at Cosmo they see someone they would love to punch right in the face and while they can’t do that without going to jail I will do it for them…I’m going to beat his pampered ass all around this arena tonight and end any hope of him ever touching the greatest prize in the EWC…I’m going to show him while having 11 wins is great…killing yourself criss-crossing the world for attention isn’t the way to achieve it…the last time we faced off you said I had ‘everything’...and the fact is I still have everything…everything you ever wanted and I know it eats away at you at night…it kills you and the House mates to see me holding this…to have done something none of you have yet to do…so bring the hate, bring the jeoulosy…bring the fight to that ring tonight Cosmo because I’m going to show you that everything you’ve done to this point doesn’t mean shit in my eyes…this here…
Xavier places his hand on the face of the Undisputed Championship…
Reid: Is all that matters in this business…and the one holding it is considered the best in the business…
Xavier smirks as he and Bunny Love step back inside their locker room and close the door as we move to a commercial break.
A REMATCH FROM BRAWL #603 SEES CHAMPS COLLIDE!
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
Cosmo Goldworthy
VS Xavier Reid
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
Cosmo Goldworthy
VS Xavier Reid
We return to ringside where the fans are ready for this one to get going.
Aiello: It’s homecoming for the EWC Undisputed Champion, as Xavier Reid wrestles his first match since winning at StrangleMania in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, just a couple of hours away from his hometown in Edmonton!
Kahrs: And yet, it could all go to ruin as Cosmo Goldworthy has his own quest to becoming Undisputed Champion, and he has no problem stepping over the toes of Xavier Reid to do so! This is a match worthy of being a main event in its own right!
Stroup: The following match is a non-title contest scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, from The Golden State, weighing in at 201 pounds, accompanied by Dimitri Graves, he is the EWC FIGHTING SPIRIT & UNITED STATES CHAMPION ... COSMO GOLDWORTHY!
The arena plunges into darkness as the electric beat of "Money On My Mind" reverberates throughout the building. Gold and white lines then strobe throughout the building as the EWC Fighting Spirit & United States Champion Cosmo Goldworthy swaggers out with his manager Dimitri Graves towing behind with a sinister smirk on his face. Cosmo opens up his Louis Vuitton jacket to show off the United States Championship around his waist, the gold glistening under the arena lights as he struts down the ramp. He adjusts the Fighting Spirit Championship onto his shoulder, slapping the center plate. Cosmo slides in, climbing the top rope and raising the Too Sweets up high for everyone - as regardless of if you're with The House or against them, noise is being made from every corner of the building. Cosmo drops off the top rope, removing his jacket and championships; handing both to Dimitri outside.
Stroup: And his opponent, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds, accompanied by Bunny Love, HE IS THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION ... XAVIER REID!
The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out. Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage and pulls his t-shirt off and drops it on the stage. Bunny Love follows him out onto the stage to cheers. Xavier walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Bunny walks up from behind him and points to the ring. Xavier and Bunny walk towards the ring, climb up the steps and into the ring. Xavier goes to the far corner and jumps up to the second rope and looks out over the fans as Bunny walks to the center of the ring and points at Xavier.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell sounds, both Cosmo and Reid cautiously circle the ring. Cosmo throws a telegraphed kick that Reid easily checks. It’s not much contact as both men continuing circling around. Cosmo feints another kick which Reid raises his foot above the mat to check, but Cosmo takes the head as he’s off balance and muscles him into a side headlock takedown! Reid winces, caught off guard by that. Cosmo wrenches in the headlock, grinning as he’s in control. Reid works his way up, pulling Cosmo into a headscissors. Cosmo struggles, Reid tightening the grip around his throat. He rolls over to his fours, placing his hands onto Reid’s knees. He starts to free his head from the headscissors, rising and slipping into another grounded headlock— Reid moves! Cosmo lands onto his feet and Reid cracks him with a kick to the chest! He then kicks the leg and goes for an elbow, but Cosmo blocks it and punches him square in the throat! Reid falls backwards, coughing out in pain. Cosmo takes his wrist and whips him off, and he charges into a back elbow! Reid holds his jaw, slowly rising. Cosmo awaits him, cracking him with a palm strike to the jaw! He then throws a slap to the side of the face, and tries for a boot, but Reid sidesteps it and takes the waist! He hoists him up, as Cosmo’s legs dangle above the canvas — and he tosses him with a GERMAN SUPLEX! Cosmo is spiked from the impact and Reid rises to his feet, slapping his chest. Cosmo uses the ropes to slowly rise, and Reid leaps into a knee to the chest! He pulls him out of the corner and takes the back of his head, battering him with repeated forearm smashes to the side of the head. Reid backs up, turning him inside out with a boot to the jaw! Cosmo is stunned as Reid hits the ropes for a lariat, but COSMO CATCHES HIM WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Reid holds his back, rolling away. Cosmo can’t capitalize for a pin. He quickly approaches the champion, but Reid takes his neck and pulls him down with a jawbreaker! Cosmo falls to a seated position, holding his jaw in pain. Reid bounces off the ropes, hitting a BEAUTIFUL soccer kick to the shoulder! Cosmo holds his shoulder and chest, wheezing out in pain. Reid places his boot on Cosmo’s chest, leaping into a knee drop! Cosmo coughs out, meanwhile Reid applies a cravate right after. Cosmo groans, his neck being twisted by Reid. He starts to work his way up, Reid squeezing and still applying pressure. He throws up a knee to the forehead, then another! Reid swings back another but Cosmo catches the leg! He struggles, still in the cravate… But Cosmo starts to free his head and tackles Reid into the turnbuckles! Cosmo follows up with repeated shoulder thrusts to the ribs. He backs up, seeing Reid in pain. Cosmo leaps onto Reid’s knees, trying for a monkey flip! But Reid shoves Cosmo off and he backflips to his feet! Reid charges in for a boot— but Cosmo sidesteps and Reid’s leg lands onto his shoulder! Cosmo reaches under to grab Reid’s standing leg and lifts him in a powerbomb position… He matches to the center of the ring, HITTING A POWERBOMB ONTO HIS KNEE! REID HOLDS HIS BACK IN PAIN! Cosmo falls back, clutching at his knee. He crawls over and makes the first cover of this match.
ONE!
TWO—
Reid kicks out!
Despite that, Cosmo rolls Reid over and starts throwing nasty elbows to the back! Reid yells out in pain as Cosmo is abusing his back with little to no give. The referee watches on but these are perfectly legal shots. Cosmo pulls Reid up and takes the head, trying for a vertical suplex. But Reid stalls it! Cosmo tries again, but Reid punches him in the ribs! Again! Reid takes Cosmo’s head and trunks, lifting him for a snap suplex! Cosmo gets slammed to the mat with intense velocity and force from the Undisputed Champion. The crowd begin to clap, rallying behind Reid, whilst he’s still holding his back. Reid takes to the ropes to rise up. Cosmo pushes up off the mat, falling back to the ground. He struggles up, groaning. Reid squats, awaiting his rise. Cosmo is up and Reid boots him in the jaw! He elbows him! Cosmo is staggering and Reid leaps into a knee to the side of the head! It turns him inside out, and Reid catches the arms as he tosses him with a TIGER SUPLEX! Reid rolls over, holding onto Cosmo’s arms. Cosmo shakes his head, eyes bulging out of his head as Reid slowly works them up and transitions to a full nelson, tossing him with a DRAGON SUPLEX! Cosmo holds the back of his head, having no idea where he’s at. Reid nods his head, feeling it now. He steps out of the ring, climbing the top rope. But as he gets up there, it’s enough time for Cosmo to recover and leap into a gamengiri to Reid! Reid struggles, on the top rope. Cosmo slowly rises and starts to climb the middle rope, but Reid elbows him! Reid elbows him again! Cosmo is dazed, and Reid headbutts him! Cosmo falls off the middle rope, standing on his feet. Reid stands on the top rope, FLYING INTO A CROSSBODY! BUT COSMO CATCHES HIM AS THEY’RE GOING DOWN, BACKROLLING TO HIS FEET! Cosmo carries Reid to the center of the ring, hoisting him u— no! Reid leaps onto Cosmo’s shoulders in the middle of the motion! POISON RANA! COSMO GETS SPIKED ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! Reid rolls him over for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
COSMO KICKS OUT!
The match continues on, after such an early high impact move! Cosmo crawls to the ropes, dazed. Reid follows behind him, grabbing the waist. Reid slowly works up with him, but Cosmo holds onto the middle rope! Reid tries his hardest to yank Cosmo away, but he holds on! Reid sees it’s no use and releases the waist, taking Cosmo’s head and locking in a sleeper! Cosmo struggles, being dragged away from the ropes. He reaches out, groaning. Reid has the hold locked in tight. Cosmo gasps for air, struggling. Reid tries to wrench back and Cosmo reaches behind the back of Reid’s head. Cosmo charges forward, sending Reid through the middle rope to get free from the hold! Reid is flipped to the mat, and he holds his side in pain. As he rises up, Cosmo quickly hits off the ropes for a baseball slide dropkick! Reid hits the floor and Cosmo rolls out, dragging him up. He takes Reid’s wrist and irish whips him into the steel steps! Reid holds his back, falling over. He clutches his side, groaning. Cosmo leans Reid against the steps with a sinister grin on his face. He grabs a hold of his hair and starts drilling in some vicious closed fist punches to the forehead. Cosmo starts throwing punch after punch, trying to bust Reid open while the referee demands he get back in. Cosmo pulls Reid up, locking in a front facelock. He lifts him up, taking him to the ramp. Cosmo looks back, nodding as he SUPLEX TOSSES REID ONTO THE RAMP! Reid holds his back, crying out in pain! Cosmo falls to his knees, breathing heavily. He rises up and drags up Reid, throwing him into the ring. Cosmo slides in and pins Reid!
ONE!
TWO!
REID KICKS OUT!
Aiello: The challenger coming hot out of the gates right now! Cosmo doing all he can to try and secure victory!
Kahrs: He’s getting pretty close! Reid needs to bring it back together before he can’t…
Reid lies on his side, holding his back in pain. Cosmo takes Reid’s back, clinching in a grounded waist lock. Reid groans, feeling the wear and tear on both his back and ribs. Cosmo applies as much pressure as possible, and Reid reaches out. He slaps the mat, struggling. As Reid starts to sit up, the Calgary crowd begins to clap in his favor! He slowly works his way up, Cosmo struggling to keep him down. He throws a back elbow. Then another one. And a third one! Cosmo releases the hold, dazed as Reid hits the ropes. Cosmo hits the ropes with him and Reid turns back in shock as Cosmo throws a MIGHTY LARIAT— REID DUCKS! Cosmo turns and Reid drops him with a roundhouse kick! Cosmo tries to sit up, but Reid leaps into a double foot stomp to the chest! Cosmo holds his chest, coughing out in pain. He rolls over, trying to get up. But Reid is pissed and it shows as he throws a kick to the chest! He throws another, cracking the side of Cosmo’s head! Cosmo plants his legs onto the mat, groaning. Reid points at him, yelling for him to get up! Cosmo tries to rise, and REID CHARGES INTO A PUNT KICK! Cosmo is laid flat onto his stomach and the referee rushes over to check on him! Dimitri yells at the referee to make sure Cosmo is alright before the match continues! Reid paces back and forth, daring the double champion to get back up. Cosmo is clearly lost, and his vision is blurry.
He grabs a bottom rope, giving Reid all the satisfaction in the world to keep going. Reid drags Cosmo up, and aggressively tosses him shoulder-first into the ring post! Cosmo stumbles out of the corner, holding his shoulder in agonizing pain as Reid leaps into a backstabber! Cosmo falls to the side, rolling to the center of the ring. He winces, breathing heavily as he tries his hardest to comprehend what’s happening to him. Reid rises, taking Cosmo’s wrists. He nods his head, looking around. AND THEN HE STEPS INTO THE FUCK YOU STOMPS! REID’S BOOT BATTERS THE HELL OUT OF COSMO’S HEAD! AND IT REPEATEDLY BOUNCES OFF THE MAT LIKE A BASKETBALL! Reid releases Cosmo’s arms, staring him down. He drops to his knees, hooking the leg for a cover as Cosmo lies motionless.
ONE!
TWO!
T- COSMO KICKS OUT!
Cosmo groans, rubbing his jaw in pain. He reaches up to the ceiling and Reid takes him by the hair and SLAPS HIM while he’s grounded! Cosmo winces, caught off guard. Reid drags Cosmo up and slaps him again! Cosmo staggers, but he shouts in Reid’s face! Cosmo throws a huge forearm! Reid stumbles and throws one back! Cosmo throws a body shot, and an elbow to the jaw! Reid stumbles and Cosmo hits the ropes for a boot! Reid is struggling to stand, and Cosmo swings a lariat— Reid takes the waist and lifts him for a german suplex! The back of Cosmo’s head collides with the canvas. Reid rolls over, starting to lift him up. But Cosmo elbows him! He performs a standing switch, lifting Reid for a german suplex of his own! Reid rolls away, crawling to a seated position against the turnbuckles. Cosmo rises and hits off, leaping into a hesitation dropkick! Reid holds his chest, coughing out in pain. Cosmo throws Reid to the drop zone, stepping out. He climbs the top rope, taking a rare top rope leap… Cosmo grins, FLYING OFF THE TOP WITH AN ELBOW DROP! He quickly rises and pulls Reid up! READY TO DIE! Tornado kick connects and he’s out of it! Cosmo makes the cover, nodding along!
ONE!
TWO!
TH— REID KICKS OUT!
Reid rolls over, holding his jaw in pain. Cosmo rises up, breathing heavily. Reid shakes his head, struggling up. Cosmo bounces off the ropes to make the vertical leap for the Cash Cow — but Reid catches him in mid air with a kick to the ribs! Cosmo staggers up, holding his ribs. Reid hits off the ropes, flying into an enzuigiri! Cosmo falls to a knee, stumbling. Reid tries to pull him up but Cosmo throws a vicious elbow! Reid turns off impact, and leaps into a PELE KICK! Cosmo goes down and Reid rises. He takes Cosmo and sits him up, hitting the ropes! HIT AND RUN! Cosmo clutches at his chest, going down! He gasps for air, and Reid drops over to make the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH— COSMO THROWS A SHOULDER UP!
Cosmo rolls over, coughing. Reid rises, pulling him up. He takes the wrist and pulls him into a short arm clothesline! He drags him up and pulls him for another, but Cosmo ducks and holds onto the wrist. He ripcords him out to attempt the CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING— Reid swats his wrists away and headbutts him! Cosmo stumbles, and Reid takes the head and lifts him vertically for a BRAINBUSTER! Both are downed, and taking their time. Reid gasps for air, whilst Cosmo is laid out. Cosmo shows some life, rolling over. Reid realizes he missed his window for the pinfall and crawls to the ropes, using them to stand back up. Cosmo tries his best to ride, but falls back to his knees. He holds the top of his head, wincing. Reid rises up and stares at Cosmo. He charges in for another punt, but Cosmo barely moves out the way! He pulls Reid down for a schoolboy, but Reid easily backrolls out of it and drives a dropkick into the jaw of a seated Cosmo. Cosmo rolls to the apron, and Reid approaches him. Cosmo drives an elbow into his throat! Reid staggers backwards and Cosmo takes the ropes. He nods, trying to front flip into the ring for the Gold Rush lariat, but Reid catches his head and yanks him off the top rope! He jams his head into his thighs and double underhooks the arms, lifting him vertically… THE LOVE SHOT! COSMO’S HEAD IS DRILLED INTO THE CANVAS! HE’S NOT MOVING! REID ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEE!
NOOO! COSMO KICKS OUT RIGHT BEFORE THE REFEREE FULLY HITS THE MAT!
Aiello: HOW DID COSMO KICK OUT OF THAT?! I THOUGHT IT WAS OVER!
Kahrs: That was incredibly close! Wow! All this to try and defeat the Undisputed Champion!
Both Xavier Reid and Bunny Love can’t believe it! Dimitri is slapping the mat, trying his hardest to keep his client awake. Reid slowly rises, using the ropes. He calls Cosmo up, shouting at him! Cosmo slowly rises, still clutching the top of his head. Reid charges in for the BEAST SLAYER! But Cosmo catches his legs, throwing him back to his feet! Reid lands, staggering.. He approaches Cosmo, BUT COSMO TAKES THE VERTICAL LEAP FOR THE CASH COW! HE CAVES REID’S CHEST IN, STOMPING HIM TO THE MAT! Cosmo falls to the ropes, nodding! Reid is down and out! He quickly drags Reid up and takes the arms! He starts to twist him for the Gold Mine, but Reid resists the twist! He’s already come back to life, alarmed by this potential defeat! He slips free, taking the waist! But Cosmo elbows him! He elbows him again! Cosmo STOMPS the toe of Reid, forcing a break as he then drives him into the canvas with an axe kick! Cosmo scatters out of the ring to the apron. He needs this finish one way or another! Reid slowly rises up…
COSMO FRONTFLIPS IN FOR THE GOLD— REID LEAPS INTO A KNEE TO THE JAW! Cosmo goes down! He holds his jaw, driven by pure determination to keep fighting. He struggles up to his feet, and there’s rage in the eyes of Xavier Reid! Cosmo charges in, pissed! RAINHAM MAKER! REID GETS HIM WITH THE SPANISH FLY! HE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEGS, NODDING AS COSMO IS OUT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE—
COSMO KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!
Reid quickly rises, taking Cosmo by the hair. Sweat is running down Cosmo’s face as he reaches around, dazed and confused. Reid turns him, lifting him into an electric chair! Cosmo starts throwing punches to the top of the head! Cosmo keeps punching Reid! Reid struggles, unable to hold him up! Cosmo tries to drop back into a poison rana of his own, but Reid holds onto his legs! Cosmo tells, realizing that he can’t do anything! Reid takes his legs and forces him back up into the electric chair position. He takes the head, nodding. THE BASTARD BOM—COSMO BRINGS HIM DOWN! VICTORY ROLL! HE PULLS TIGHT ON THE LEGS, PINNING REID’S SHOULDERS TO THE MAT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEE!
NO! REID ROLLS BACK INTO ONE OF HIS OWN!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE-
COSMO PUSHES HIM OFF TO THE ROPES! Reid falls through the middle rope! He lands on the apron, trying to get back up. BUT COSMO IS WAITING FOR HIM! CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING ELBOW! REID GETS KNOCKED OUT, AND COSMO PULLS HIM BACK INTO THE RING! He rolls Reid onto his back, plopping on top of him, hooking the legs for the cover! He raises a fist up, sure that this is the end!
ONE!
TWO!
THRR— REID KICKS OUT!
This one continues on, and Bunny is shouting for Reid to get back into this one! Reid is woken back up and he holds his jaw, struggling up. Cosmo slowly rises, nodding. Cosmo meets him with a punch! Reid slaps him! Cosmo cracks Reid with another punch! And another one! Reid is struggling to stand, but he slaps him! Then he gets Cosmo with a right hook! Left hook to the body! And a right cross- no! Cosmo sidesteps it and ROCKS Reid with a left straight to the side of the head! Cosmo approaches, throwing a knee to the ribs and an elbow that slices across the forehead of Xavier Reid. Reid staggers, a cut immediately opening up. Cosmo places his hand behind Reid’s head, keeping him at bay as he rocks him with repeated forearm strikes in the corner! Reid is stunned and Cosmo turns to hit back off! BUT HE DOESN’T KNOW REID IS FOLLOWING HIM! When Cosmo turns to hit his back into the turnbuckles for momentum, Reid catches him with a yakuza kick! Cosmo is laid out in the corner! Reid takes the legs and forces him to the top rope. Reid climbs up the middle rope and starts to elbow Cosmo himself. Reid takes the head of Cosmo, nodding. He takes his trunks and lifts him up vertically…
C!
T!
E!
BRAINBUSSTTAAAHHHH ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! THE CTE CONNECTS! COSMO FOLDS OFF THE TOP ROPE, NOT EVEN MOVING AFTER HAVING HIS SKULL NEARLY CRUSHED FROM THAT ONE! Reid falls back from the impact of that one, aware of how much energy he had to exert just to hit it on Cosmo! Cosmo is not moving at all, but Reid fell away from him! He holds his body, nursing it from the exhaustion he’s in. But Reid is the Undisputed Champion for a reason and he perseveres through that pain, crawling over to place an arm over Cosmo’s chest! The cover!
ONEEE!
TWOOO!
THRRRREE…—
COSMO GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Aiello: GREAT RING AWARENESS FROM COSMO! REID HAD THAT ONE WON!
Kahrs: Reid was simply too exhausted to pull Cosmo away from the ropes!
Cosmo rolls to the apron, holding his head. Dimitri is speaking to Cosmo about words of encouragement, and Bunny Love approaches him, making Dimitri back off. The referee warns both to stay out of the action. Meanwhile, Reid rolls to the apron with Cosmo. Cosmo is trying his hardest to get back up, and Reid grabs him by the waist. He forces him up and looks back. Reid nods, trying for a german suplex off the apron! But Cosmo holds onto the ropes! He elbows Reid! He elbows Reid back! Reid stumbles, dazed. Cosmo turns and charges into a high knee into the side of the head! Reid is barely moving against the top rope, and Cosmo throws a SUPERKICK TO THE HEAD! Reid is dazed!
Reid falls back against the ropes. Cosmo approaches him, but Reid punches him in the body! Reid follows with an open handed slap to the chest! He winds back another but Cosmo kicks the hand! Reid stumbles, and Cosmo meets him with a headbutt! Both men wobble. Cosmo cracks Reid with another superkick! Reid falls to a kneel. Cosmo nods his head, approaching Reid and jamming his head into his thighs. He tries to lift him up, but Reid holds onto the ropes. Cosmo clubs his back. And now Reid works his way up. He starts to elevate Cosmo off the canvas, looking for a back body drop! But Cosmo holds onto the ropes, dropping back to his feet. SUPERKICK AGAIN! Reid is dazed, and Cosmo jams his head into his thighs! He double underhooks the arms!
THE LOVE SHOT ON THE APRON! REID’S HEAD GETS SLAMMED INTO THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING! Bunny gasps in shock, meanwhile Reid is writhing in pain, laid out on the apron, face first! Cosmo sees Reid about to fall to the floor, and instead he forces him back into the ring! Reid is still downed, and Bunny is trying to revive him! Cosmo takes a breather, and Dimitri nods. “You almost got it, Cosmo!” Dimitri shouts. Reid slowly starts to come to life as the referee checks on him. He uses the referee to rise, still shaken up after having his head slammed into the apron… And as he turns, COSMO FRONTFLIPS INTO THE RING!
GOLD RUSH LARIAT! REID GOES DOWN! COSMO FLOATS OVER, PROUDLY HOOKING THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEE!!!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall … COSMO GOLDWORTHY!
”Money On My Mind” blares throughout the arena as the Calgary crowd stand in stunned silence. Cosmo slaps his chest, rising to his feet. Dimitri slides in with his belts and hand them to him. Cosmo raises them up. “I TOLD YOU! I SAID IT! WHERE’S MY GODDAMN SHOT?!”
Bunny enters the ring and along with the referee, immediately tends to an unconscious Xavier Reid. Another one rolls in with the Undisputed Championship in hand, and Cosmo stares at it, before looking down at a fallen Reid. He smirks and steps out of the ring, being flanked by Dimitri to the back.
Cosmo counts on one finger, going from two to three. “I think I got space for one more championship, Dimitri! What say you?” Dimitri nods in agreement, as the focus is back on Reid getting back to his feet — a sign of the champion’s intestinal fortitude.
He looks around to the home country crowd, the fans cheering him on and giving him full support despite the defeat.
Aiello: What a shocker! Cosmo Goldworthy lives up to his word, and he has defeated Xavier Reid to not only redeem his loss at Brawl #603, but pin the Undisputed Champion!
Kahrs: Not only that, but he pinned him clean as a whistle! Great future implications for Cosmo as he moves on up in EWC!
Aiello: Well folks, it all comes down to our main event as Morgan Darkwater defends the EWC Heritage Championship against Caleb Scott, a No DQ match for Caleb with Amis Shelton serving as the special guest referee! Don't go away!
Camera cuts to ...
We cut backstage inside the BRAWL General Manager's office, where Jim watches on while taking some notes.
Connors: Hell of a match there between the two champs. I reckon Cosmo's gonna be lookin' for his shot at Reid's title soon, don't ya think Steve?
The GM gets no response, causing him to raise an eyebrow as he looks over at Bennett...who appears to be sleeping in his chair, snoring and all. This confuses Connors a great deal, before he cracks a smirk.
Connors: Well sheesh, guess it's past the old man's bedtime. I could use a quick pee break before the main event, anyway.
With that, Jim slowly rises from his chair as he tries to sneak out of his office. He soon finds himself in a rush to get down the hall, leaving the door cracked open...just as a chuckling Bennett opens his eyes, rising from his own seat.
Bennett: What a dumb son o' bitch, huh?
Steve takes his leave from the office, still chuckling to himself as we go to commercial.
KEEP YOUR FRIENDS CLOSE AND YOUR ENEMIES CLOSER!
SINGLES MATCH
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: AMIS SHELTON
FOR THE EWC HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP
Caleb Scott
VS Morgan Darkwater
SINGLES MATCH
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: AMIS SHELTON
FOR THE EWC HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP
Caleb Scott
VS Morgan Darkwater
We return to ringside where everyone is anticipating the main event, Heritage Championship on the line!
Aiello: What a night it has been for Captain Morgan Darkwater, but it can all go to waste with this big matchup! The Heritage Champion has his work cut out for him with Caleb Scott against him, and an unfavorable special guest referee!
Kahrs: Consequences have actions, and Darkwater has made way too many enemies! Say, if The House got involved in this one on behalf of JoJo Rush, could you really blame them!?
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the EWC Heritage Championship! Please welcome your special guest referee for this match ... AMIS “F’N” SHELTON!
As the opening riffs to Nothing but Thieves' "Futureproof" hits the speakers, the crowd almost unanimously rise to their feet to a chorus of boos for the imminent arrival of Amis Shelton. As soon as the first verse kicks in, Amis appears from behind the curtain with arms already raised, sporting the zebra striped referee shirt, with the sleeves cut off to show off his muscles. The fans are quick to boo Amis, not trusting him at all for this matchup.
Aiello: Here comes Amis Shelton, the man who will be calling this match... If Jim Connors wants to make people think that he’s not “favoring” Captain Morgan Darkwater, he sure succeeded in doing so with this one.
Kahrs: I’m sure Amis will call this one right down the middle! Also, I can’t help but notice that you missed the “F’N”, when saying Amis “F’N” Shelton! It’s extremely important!
Stroup: Joining us first, from St. Cloud, Minnesota, weighing in at 225 pounds ... ”THE GRANITE CITY SADIST” CALEB SCOTT!
The lights shut off, flooding the crowd in darkness as the tension begins to rise.
“Are you buried alive!?!”
The screaming vocals tear through the venue with white lights flickering to the beat. A spotlight shines from above the ring to the stage, revealing Caleb Scott in his leather jacket with a hood pulled over his head. He takes a brief look around at the crowd before walking down the ramp as the white lights continue to flicker. Caleb walks up the steps and enters the ring. Standing in the middle of the ring, Caleb slowly begins to raise his arms to the side.
“I can’t stop, my path is set.”
The tension builds as he brings his hands up, and grips onto his hood.
“All I know is violence!”
Caleb throws his hood back and extends his arms to the side.
Stroup: And his opponent, Hailin' From the Grand Line, weighing in at 297 pounds, he is the EWC HERITAGE AND NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION ... CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!
The lights in the arena cut out as first notes of Captain Morgan's entrance theme, "The Sunk'n Norwegian", kick in and the screens around the arena 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 erruption 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/the starting bell.
Aiello: It’s incredibly tense in the building as no one knows what to expect! Not Caleb! Not Morgan! The Heritage Championship is at the COMPLETE mercy of Amis Shelton!
DING DING DING
Amis calls for the bell and Morgan and Caleb stare one another down. The hate that both men have for one another after the ending of last Brawl is clear, but neither make a move yet. Amis watches intently, and it’s Caleb who throws the first shot, a right hand which is blocked by Morgan! He punches him back! Morgan clocks Caleb again! He takes the wrist for an irish whip but Caleb counters it , charging in with a kitchen sink! Morgan holds his ribs in pain, and Caleb bounces off the ropes for an elbow to the side of the head. Morgan falls to a knee and Caleb takes the hair, repeatedly pummeling in closed fist punches. The referee is SUPPOSED to enforce that, but Amis lets it happen! Morgan starts to fight back, taking Caleb’s waist and ramming him into the turnbuckles! Morgan starts beating down on Caleb! Caleb tries his hardest to cover up, but now Morgan unleashes closed fist punches of his own! “HEY! HEY!” Amis yells, approaching Morgan in the corner. “No closed fists, or I’ll disqualify you!” Morgan turns to him, the two having a brief staredown. Amis is already using the rules to play to Caleb’s advantage and while Morgan isn’t having any of it–
Caleb takes advantage by clobbering Morgan from behind! Morgan staggers and punches Caleb in the side, but Caleb knees him in the ribs! He bounces of the ropes, dropping him with a clothesline! Caleb bounces off the ropes, leaping into a gnarly stomp to the forehead! Morgan holds his head in pain, and Caleb drags him up. He pummels him with a couple of strikes, then takes the wrist and twists the big man around for a neckbreaker! Morgan goes down, and Caleb mounts him and throws heavy hammerfists to the head! Morgan tries to cover it up but to no avail, as his arms are just being bounced off his head! Caleb continues beating on Morgan, and Amis is doing nothing about it! Morgan finally shoves Caleb off, and he rises to his feet. Caleb rushes in and Morgan catches him with a DDT!
The impact of that is nasty as Caleb bounces of his head, frontrolling to the other side of the ring. Caleb is using the ropes to slowly rise to his feet. Morgan points to him and goes for a corner splash, but Caleb moves and Morgan eats nothing but turnbuckle! Caleb hits off the ropes, ready for action... But Morgan recovers quickly and SCOOPS HIM UP INTO A POWERSLAM IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! The ring shakes from the power of the Heritage Champion, as Caleb winces out in pain. Morgan rises up, pulling Caleb up. He gets him with a big boxing combo, jabbing Caleb repeatedly. Morgan does a little shuffle, jabbing a dazed Caleb. And then he spins into a discus punch that floors him!
Morgan nods, pumping his fist. Caleb starts to rise and Morgan takes the head, lifting him vertically. He holds him up in the air and the crowd begins counting how long Caleb is up there! The fans get all the way to the count of TWENTY, before Morgan marches to the center to complete the stalling suplex! Caleb gets slammed hard into the mat, and holds at his head after all the bloody has rushed to his head. Morgan rolls over for the first cover of the match, expecting an emphatic two count. Amis slides for the count.
O–
Amis holds at his hand, wincing out in pain! He sits up, acting as if he broke something! Morgan rises to his feet and senses the B.S. immediately. He pulls Amis up by the referee shirt, demanding that he count, but Amis swats his hand away! Caleb rises behind Morgan, lifting him up for a big back suplex! Caleb goes straight for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-MORGAN BARELY KICKS OUT!
Morgan sits up, his eyes widened at how quick that count was! Looks like Amis’s arm isn’t broken at all! Far from it! And before Morgan can get back at Amis, Caleb hits the ropes and drops him with a boot to the side of the head! He pulls Morgan up and straps the arm over his shoulder, for a STO! The back of Morgan’s head gets rocked into the canvas as Caleb makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
MORGAN KICKS OUT!
Aiello: This is completely uncalled for! How is Darkwater going to focus on defending his championship if Amis is doing everything in his power to make him lose it?!
Kahrs: Don’t cross the authority! Mind you, that is Captain Morgan Darkwater’s SECOND time doing that today! I don’t understand what’s wrong with this guy!
Morgan tries to work his way up, but he’s battered with a punch by Caleb. Caleb takes Morgan by the head and hurls him up with all his strength for a snap suplex! Morgan winces, rolling over. Caleb approaches Morgan and stands over him. He starts getting him with a crossface punches! They hit the nose and forehead of Morgan, causing him to cough out in pain. Caleb then wraps his arms around his head, applying a sleeper. Morgan reaches out, and the fans begin clapping. Amis watches on as Morgan elbows Caleb in the ribs. He elbows him again, and scoops him up! Morgan drives Caleb backwards into the turnbuckle! But Caleb keeps the sleeper in. Morgan reaches for Caleb’s arms and TOSSES HIM OVER HIS SHOULDER! Caleb wheezes, slowly rising up...
And Morgan charges in with a shoulder block! Caleb goes down! He rolls over and rises to his feet, and Morgan gets him with another! Caleb rises up and Morgan hits the ropes! CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL! CALEB GOES DOWN! WHAT A CLOTHESLINE! Morgan rises to his feet, and drags Caleb up. He jams his head into his thighs, lifting him up high. Caleb reaches out, gasping for air. Morgan tosses him into the center with a JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB! Caleb’s entire body jolts out in pain, and even Amis is in shock at how hard that hit. Morgan stumbles over and covers Caleb. Amis slides for the count.
ONE....
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...
Morgan looks at Amis, waiting for him to count the pin! But Caleb kicks out! Morgan rises to his feet, and Amis raises his hands up, pleading innocence. Morgan is pissed, demanding that Amis actually do his damn job! And as soon as he focuses on Amis, Caleb rises and drops Morgan with a chop block! Morgan goes down and Amis takes the leg, starting to stomp it out! He places his knee down and drops repeated elbows onto it! Caleb wraps his leg around Morgan’s leg, applying a grounded ankle wrench. Morgan wheezes, as Caleb applies tight pressure on the hold. Morgan slaps the mat, trying his hardest to get free. Caleb pulls back on the ankle, and Morgan’s back falls to the mat out of pain. His shoulders touch the mat and Amis is quick to make a count!
ONE!
TW-Morgan sits up!
The sudden jolt back to a seated position only hurts him more, as Amis is simply helping Caleb out some more! Caleb is zoned in on getting that ankle of Morgan. Morgan tries to get free, but submissions aren’t quite his thing, at least not in this setting. He throws a punch to Caleb’s back! He throws another! He grabs at Caleb’s head and starts to pummel him! Caleb rolls over and Morgan rolls to his back, still trying to free his leg. Both men rise, as Morgan is forced to stand on one leg, and Caleb sweeps him down with ease! Caleb takes the leg and tries for a figure four leglock, but Morgan kicks him to his back! Caleb rolls over and both men limp up. Morgan approaches Caleb, but Caleb takes the leg! Dragonscrew legwhip! Morgan falls to his knees, gasping out.
Caleb grabs Morgan by the head, but Morgan punches his ribs! He punches him again! They’re heavy punches, as Morgan pulls Caleb in by the wrist and meets him with a vicious headbutt! Caleb falls to the ropes, his arms wrapping around hte middle rope. He gets tied up, the recoil of his body going into the ropes forcing it. Morgan approaches Caleb as Caleb yells, kicking and screaming to get free from the ropes. Morgan starts punching Caleb, but Amis rushes over! He starts a count, and then holds Morgan back from doing any work because Caleb is tied to the ropes! This incites a ton of boos from the fans, and frustrates Morgan even more. Amis helps untie Caleb and Morgan quickly rushes over as quick as he can, but Caleb kicks him in the ankle! Morgan staggers backwards, and Caleb takes the head. He takes the leg, and musters enough strength to lift him for a FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX! Caleb hooks the bad leg, using it to bridge a pinfall.
ONE!
TWO!
THR–MORGAN KICKS OUT!
Aiello: Beautiful fisherman’s suplex from Caleb but at what cost?! Amis continues to hold the champion back every single chance that he gets!
Kahrs: It was a fair point! Caleb was stuck in the ropes! Somebody had to get him out one way or another!
Caleb glares at Amis, considering this match is going. Amis pleads with Caleb, telling him that he’s trying to end this one. Amis steps out of the ring, grabbing Caleb’s chain-wrapped bat! He slides it in and Caleb takes the bat, grinning. He raises it up, waiting for Morgan to rise. And as he does, CALEB SWINGS FOR THE FENCES– BUT MORGAN CATCHES IT JUST IN TIME! He kicks Caleb back! And he raises the bat, ready to use it against him! But Amis snatches it out of his hands!
Amis Shelton (off-mic): You use this thing and I’ll disqualify you!
Morgan can’t believe his eyes at all, as Caleb drops him with a chopblock! Caleb takes the chain wrapped bat and calls Morgan up. Morgan rolls over, groaning as Caleb DROPS HIM WITH A BAT SHOT TO THE HEAD! Morgan tries to get right back up again, but Caleb drops him with ANOTHER ONE! Morgan falls to a knee, shaking his head. Caleb twirls it into his hand and gets him with a third one– NO! Morgan catches it, barely! He throws it out of Caleb’s hands! And he drops him with a clothesline! Morgan falls to the ropes, though, the adrenaline starting to wear down. He holds at his forehead, nursing it to see if he’s cut open– which he is. Meanwhile, Caleb is slowly starting to rise. Morgan tries his best to shake it off, approaching Caleb... CALEB FINDS A WAY TO SCOOP HIM UP! GRIM DEATH! THE URANAGE BRINGS MORGAN DOWN! Caleb makes the cover and Amis slides for the count!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE–
MORGAN BARELY KICKS OUT!
Caleb slaps the mat, pissed off. Morgan is laid out, wincing as Caleb rolls to the apron. He drops down and digs under the ring, looking for something else?! Caleb gets a trash can, and he rolls it in! Morgan is trying to rise, and CALEB SMASHES THE TRASH CAN OVER MORGAN’S HEAD! Morgan staggers, so Caleb does it AGAIN! The thing is nearly bent as Caleb drops it to the mat, and he takes Morgan’s head, trying for a suplex, but Morgan stalls it! He turns the two, lifting CALEB FOR A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN ON THE TRASH CAN – BUT AMIS KICKS THE TRASH CAN AWAY AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! Caleb still takes heavy impact, as he holds at his back, writhing in pain! Morgan rolls over, not even sure of what happened. He turns to Amis, raising an eyebrow, but Amis insists that he did nothing. Caleb rolls to the ropes, using them to rise. Morgan sees him going up and he hits off the ropes for added momentum! CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE! AND CALEB GOES FLYING STRAIGHT TO THE FLOOR!
Morgan quickly steps out to the apron and Caleb is scrambling to get up! Morgan looks to get down for Caleb, but Amis stops him on the apron?! He reminds Morgan of the count of ten. Morgan tries to wave Amis off, but he grabs his wrist! Morgan pushes Amis back – and Caleb is back up to sweep him off the apron! Morgan falls off the apron and rolls to the floor, and Caleb DROPS Morgan with a vicious clothesline! And Amis reminded Morgan of the count for no reason, because he’s not even counting! Caleb pulls up Morgan, taking the leg. He brings him to the steel steps and wraps his arm around he back of the head, then bends the leg back to lift him up for a SHINBREAKER ON THE STEEL STEPS! MORGAN FALLS OVER, CRYING OUT IN PAIN!
The champion is hurt, and Caleb drags him up and throws him all the way across the outside area into the OTHER steel steps! Morgan collapses to the ground and now Caleb digs under the ring, grabbing a steel chair. He takes another one and tosses it in. Caleb pulls up Morgan and continues to batter him with punches. Caleb throws Morgan in and Morgan slowly rises, hobbling. Caleb slides in behind him and takes the head, trying to lift him– Morgan punches his gut! Morgan punches his gut again. Morgan shoves Caleb back! Caleb swings for the fences and Morgan ducks! Right hand! Left hand! Morgan winds back for one more punch, but Caleb kicks him in the knee! Morgan falls to a knee, wincing out in pain. Caleb picks up the chair and twirls it around. AND HE SWINGS RIGHT FOR MORGAN’S HEAD–
BUT MORGAN DUCKS! AND CALEB HITS THE TOP ROPE, AND IT BOUNCES OFF, RECOILING INTO CALEB’S SKULL! Amis stares in shock, and Morgan scoops Caleb up in an argentine hold! Morgan staggers, feeling the pain in his knee! KEELHAUL SLAM! CALEB GETS DROPPED RIGHT ONTO HIS SKULL! HE’S NOT MOVING! MORGAN ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS! Amis slowly slides to make the count!
ONE....
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TWO....
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TH–
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CALEB KICKS OUT!
HE BARELY GETS IT!
Aiello: Even with Amis counting slow, that was EXTREMELY close! Captain Morgan Darkwater was about to leave, still the Heritage Champion! I
Kahrs: Rules are rules! Talk about the endurance of Caleb Scott! That was an extremely sequence of events! Wow!
Caleb lays on the mat, breathing heavily. Morgan wanted The Keelhold, but his knee is too weak to even think about lying Caleb on them for the bow and arrow submission. He rolls over, holding onto Caleb. He slowly brings him up with him. Morgan turns Caleb and takes the head and shoulders, starting to slowly lift him onto his shoulder for The Shipwrecked, but Caleb stalls the hold. Morgan struggles, trying to get him up– but Caleb rakes the eyes! Morgan yells out in pain, as Caleb brings him down for an inside cradle! Amis quickly goes down!
ONE!
TWO!
TH–MORGAN KICKS OUT!
Both rise and Caleb reaches down for the other steel chair he didn’t use, and HE SMACKS MORGAN IN THE LEG WITH IT! Morgan hits the mat hard, crying out in pain! Caleb lies Morgan’s leg out, and he SMASHES IT OVER HIS KNEE! Caleb raises the chair and SMASHES IT OVER HIS KNEE AGAIN! Morgan is laid out on the mat, groaning. His body is twitching from the pain, and Caleb has a sinister grin on his face. He takes his leg and opens the chair, placing his leg inbetween it. Morgan is laying on the mat, defenseless. As his leg is wrapped around the chair, Caleb stands over Morgan and takes him by the hair, continuing to punch the hell out of him. There’s nothing Morgan can do about it as this has completely turned against his favor. Caleb steps out of the ring and climbs the top rope, pointing down to the chair around his leg. He grins, FLYING INTO A SPLASH RIGHT ONTO THE CHAIR!
BUT MORGAN FREES HIMSELF JUST IN TIME! AND CALEB IS THE ONE WHO FACEPLANTS ON THE STEEL CHAIR! HE HOLDS HIS FACE, GROANING IN PAIN! Morgan uses the ropes, slowly rising to his feet! Caleb holds his mouth, spitting out blood! And as he rises, Morgan firmly plants his hands onto his throat, lifting him up in the air! Caleb shakes his head, being dangled above... His legs are kicking in the air as he tries to get free! HANGMAN’S NOOOSE! MORGAN JUST SLAMS HIM TO THE MAT! HE FALLS OVER, HOOKING THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONE....
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TWO....
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THR–
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CALEB KICKS OUT!
Morgan kneels up, shaking his head. He rises and stares at the steel chair Caleb just flew to. He picks it up and stares down at Caleb, wincing in pain. But Amis takes the chair and snatches it out of Morgan’s hands! Amis and Morgan stare each other down, having some choice words for one another in the heat of the moment. Caleb is still downed and Amis raises the chair up in Morgan’s face. He turns around to drop it out of the ring– BUT MORGAN PICKS UP THE OTHER CHAIR THAT CALEB LEFT IN THE RING AND SMASHES CALEB OVER THE HEAD WITH IT! CALEB IS KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS AS MORGAN TOSSES IT OUTSIDE THE RING! HE STOMPS CALEB TO MAKE A NOISE ON THE RING MAT, AND DROPS INTO THE COVER! Amis turns back and he knows something is up, but he genuinely has no idea what happened! Amis slowly makes the cover!
ONE....
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TWO....
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T–
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CALEB GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Morgan slaps the mat, shaking his head. Despite Caleb having Amis’s favor, he is still giving Morgan hell and has tons of endurance. Morgan pulls Caleb up and starts battering him with punches in the corner. Caleb covers up, getting beat down now. Morgan gets him with a body hook, then a left hook to the jaw. Morgan takes Caleb’s wrist and whips him across the ring. Morgan limps forward, and launches his body into a corner splash! Morgan leans against the ropes, holding at his knee in pain. He shakes his head, grabbing Caleb and placing him onto the top rope. He leans his head and shoulders down, trying to get him in position for The Shipwrecked! But Caleb holds onto the top ropes with dear life! Morgan is trying to get Caleb down, but he can’t do it!
Caleb starts clubbing at the back of Morgan, and takes his hair. He slams it into the turnbuckle! Morgan falls to a knee, holding his mouth in pain. Morgan starts to rise, and Caleb takes the head into a RARE TORNADO DDT! MORGAN GETS SPIKED INTO THE CANVAS! And he lies onto his stomach, as Caleb rises up! He goes for the bad leg that he’s been working the entire match! AND HE LOCKS IN THE ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE! THE ANKLE LOCK IS IN TIGHT! MORGAN YELLS OUT IN PAIN, CRYING OUT! Caleb applies pressure on the hold, squeezing the hell out of Morgan’s bad ankle! But the big man plants his hands on the mat, starting to crawl! Caleb shakes his head, still applying as much pressure as possible! Morgan runs his hands through his hair, realizing that he’s in a tough position right now! Caleb is working the hell out of that ankle, and he can barely do anything about it!
His eyes start bulging out of his head, as he reaches for the bottom rope with all he’s got! It’s no use as Caleb continues to pull down on that ankle! But finally, Morgan continues to crawl! AND HE GETS THE BOTTOM ROPE! BUT THERE’S NO COUNT! AMIS IS IGNORING THE BOTTOM ROPE! HE’S ACTING AS IF IT DOESN’T EXIST! Morgan is literally yelping out in pain, and the referee is not helping him! Caleb pulls and pulls on the ankle, and Morgan is using the ropes to no avail! Caleb starts to drag Morgan back, but Morgan holds onto the ropes! It’s a battle of tug of war as neither refuse to let go! Caleb is trying to pull Morgan back, but he can’t get him far cause of the ropes! Caleb comes closer, trying to step on Morgan’s hand – but Morgan rolls onto his back from it! Caleb reaches for the other leg, trying to kick it away–
BUT MORGAN GETS CALEB WITH A MONKEY FLIP OVER THE TOP ROPE! CALEB GOES CRASHING HARD TO THE OUTSIDE, HITTING THE APRON AND FALLING TO THE FLOOR! He lies on the floor, writhing in pain! Meanwhile Morgan is holding at his ankle, thankful that he no longer has to deal with that. Amis rolls out and checks on Caleb, trying to see if he’s alright. Amis starts to muscle Caleb up, throwing him into the ring! He shakes his head, and it seems like Amis is going to take matters into his own hands!
Aiello: Now what in the hell is Amis Shelton doing now?!
Kahrs: I think he’s decided that it’s time to wrap this one up!
Amis walks over to ringside and SNATCHES the EWC Heritage Championship from the timekeeper’s area! Morgan crawls over to Caleb, using him to rise. Caleb uses Morgan to rise, and now the two are trading blows! Boo! Yeah! Boo! Yeah! Caleb gets Morgan with a right, but Morgan gets him with a left! Caleb punches him in the ribs, so Morgan gives him a punch to the ribs! They’re trading everything they’ve got! And it goes from a slow exchange of punches, to a nasty brawl where they’re just throwing things at the wall! Both men are leaning against each other, placing their hands around one another’s head and just throwing clinch punches that are starting to weaken and slow down. Morgan gets Caleb in the jaw with an uppercut! But Caleb knees him in the ribs! Caleb takes Morgan in a front facelock, but Morgan drives him all the way across the ring into the turnbuckles!
Caleb falls over, crumbling to his knees. Morgan stares down at him, breathing heavily. He pulls Caleb up by the hair... And Amis slides in the ring, waiting for Morgan to turn around! Morgan now realizes that Amis is nowhere to be found. And he slowly turns around–
AMIS CRACKS MORGAN OVER THE HEAD WITH THE EWC HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP!
NO!
MORGAN DUCKS AT THE LAST SECOND!
AND THE CHAMPIONSHIP SMASHES DIRECTLY INTO THE SKULL OF CALEB SCOTT! CALEB HITS THE MAT, OUT OF IT! AMIS STARES AT CALEB, IN SHOCK! He yells, having a hissy fit at what just happened! And Morgan snaps Amis around, taking him down with a VICIOUS clothesline! Morgan pulls Caleb up, and places him onto the top rope! He leans the head and shoulders down, hoisting him up and marching to the center of the ring! Caleb isn’t resistant to it at all, still knocked out from the championship shot... SHIPWRECKED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! THE RING SHAKES FROM THE IMPACT!
The roar of the crowd is LOUD! Morgan holds at his knee, gasping out in pain. He knows how much that took at him just to get the move in! Caleb isn’t moving, and Amis is still down! Morgan rolls over and covers Caleb, and he takes Amis’s hand and COUNTS THE PIN FOR HIM! THE FANS COUNT ALONG!
ONEEEE!
TWOOOO!
THREEEEEEE!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall, and STILL EWC HERITAGE CHAMPION...CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!!
The pop is loud, as Morgan rolls off of Caleb, gasping for air. Caleb is still laid out. He rolls away, coming back to his senses as he starts to realize what happened. Caleb is still too hurt to do anything about it, whilst Morgan rises to his feet. He nods his head, beating his chest emphatically. Amis holds his mouth, rolling away, pissed that his plan didn’t work out as intended. Morgan takes the EWC Heritage Championship and proudly raises it up, and the timekeeper walks over to hand Morgan his Hardcore Championship as well.
Morgan limps over to the ropes, needing as much support as possible as he climbs to the very top rope, raising up both championship belts! The Calgary crowd serenades Morgan for his performance tonight, and rightfully so, because he needed a lot to take these two down.
Aiello: Despite an A Plus effort from Caleb Scott, and Amis Shelton doing literally everything in his power to try and hold him down tonight, Captain Morgan Darkwater ends the night still a DOUBLE CHAMPION in a phenomenal performance!
Kahrs: I’ll give him that one! Without a doubt, that was a great performance! Should it have gone down like that?! I don’t think so, but–
All attention goes to the stage, as a very familiar tune plays. “Money On My Mind” blares throughout the arena, as the EWC United States and Fighting Spirit Champion, Cosmo Goldworthy makes his way out from the back. Cosmo looks worn down from his match earlier in the night, and Dimitri Graves follows right behind him. His eyes are locked firmly on Captain Morgan Darkwater, and clearly Cosmo isn’t happy about what Morgan did to his fellow Housemate, JoJo Rush! Morgan drops off the top rope and points at Cosmo, daring him to come into the ring and get dropped like JoJo, Amis, and Caleb all did tonight.
Cosmo chuckles at Morgan daring him to come into the ring. “Karma’s gonna get you one way or another!” Cosmo shouts. And as his music cues to an end, AMIS SHELTON RISES AND CHOP BLOCKS MORGAN FROM BEHIND IN THE BAD LEG! MORGAN FALLS OVER, CRYING OUT IN PAIN! Amis mounts Morgan, beating the holy hell out of him! He stomps him down, and Morgan covers up, trying to rise! And as he does..
Amis takes the Heritage Championship and BASHES HIM over the skull with it! Morgan is laid out cold, and Amis drops it! He then takes the Hardcore Championship and watches as Morgan reaches out, trying to get back up somehow... AND AMIS HITS HIM OVER THE HEAD WITH THAT ONE AS WELL! Meanwhile, the attention is all on the ring, because Cosmo and Dimitri have already vanished! Amis is the sole spotlight here as he starts to stomp at Morgan’s bad leg, and then mounts him and starts to punch the hell out of him!
But on the other hand, Caleb Scott uses the ropes to start to rise up to his feet.. His facepaint is mostly rubbed away and Amis rises up. Amis has the Heritage Championship in hand and Caleb stares Amis down, pissed from how the match ended. He doesn’t say anything, but Amis gets the memo. Caleb shakes his head and steps out of the ring instead of doing anything to Amis, as Amis raises the championship over Morgan. Caleb stares at Amis, and then Morgan, and then back to Amis... And he gives him a cutthroat slash.
Amis gulps, realizing that his “alliance” with Caleb Scott has ended as quick as it started, and he drops the championship to roll out and grab that chair. He slides in, about to wrap it around Morgan’s leg, but Steve Bennett finally makes his way out from the ring, charging down to save Darkwater again! Amis rolls out of the ring, grinning as he hops over the barricade and extends his arms out.
Steve helps Morgan up, handing him his championships as Morgan waves him off, trying his best to stand on one leg. Morgan hobbles, falling to a knee. The focus is on a pissed off Caleb Scott, a gloating Amis Shelton, and the fallen double champion...
What the hell does this mean for Brawl?!
The question remains unanswered in the midst of the chaos, and our usual sign-off from Joe Aiello is intercepted by the rushing in of security and officials as BRAWL comes to a close.
END SCREEN
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: JoJo Rush
MATCH TWO: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH THREE: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH FOUR: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH FIVE: Cosmo Goldworthy
MAIN EVENT: Cosmo Goldworthy
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SEGMENTS
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Cosmo Goldworthy
JoJo Rush / Morgan Darkwater
Melinda Rhodes
Xavier Reid
MNB
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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MATCH 1
FOR THE EWC HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Morgan Darkwater
VS JoJo Rush
WINNER via pinfall and new EWC Hardcore Champion: Morgan Darkwater
MATCH 2
Hugo Goodman (N/S)
VS Amis Shelton
WINNER via pinfall: Amis Shelton
MATCH 3
Millwall's Bricks
VS Young Justice
WINNER via pinfall: Millwall's Bricks
MATCH 4
Emiko Okita
VS Narumi Tsutsumi
WINNER via pinfall: Emiko Okita
MATCH 5
Cosmo Goldworthy
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER via pinfall: Cosmo Goldworthy
MAIN EVENT
FOR THE EWC HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP
Caleb Scott
VS Morgan Darkwater
WINNER via pinfall and still EWC Heritage Champion: Morgan Darkwater
BRAWL #610 MVP: Cosmo Goldworthy
BRAWL #610 MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Caleb Scott VS Morgan Darkwater
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