

{The show starts off with a black screen, in the background we can hear the sounds of impacts, voices, and people cheering and screaming… Slowly the sounds fade and are replaced by the steady beat of a heart. In the center of the screen is a single with speck that pulsates and grows with every beat.
Suddenly the heartbeat goes flat line and the white dot explodes. As the white fades back we are greeted by the EWA logo…

We then cut to the arena floor where we see thousands of screaming fans all on their feet. Signs litter the crowd and as the camera circles the arena we are able to catch a glimpse of several of them… "THE SHADED ONE RETURNS", "SYREN IS MY MOM!", "THE ARENA IS OVER HERE SHADOWFLARE", and "HAZE… WILL YOU MARRY ME!?!".
The camera then cuts the ring side area where we find the announcers seated behind their table…}
Dave: Greetings wrestling fans, and welcome to the EWA SUPER Card. As always I’m your host Dave Jackson, and the man next to me is my co-host Kevin Fisher. Now ladies and gentlemen do we ever have a card for you tonight, as the NEW President has declared that all single titles be defended here tonight and all champions crowned!
Kevin: Yeah, ain’t that just great. But I don’t think it’s fair that Shadowflare has to defend his title… is already the champ.
Dave: It’s not my call Kevin, bring it up to the new president… I’m sure he will be happy to hear you opinion.
Kevin: Maybe I will…
Dave: Any way folks, we have to take a commercial break and when we return we will crown our first ever CruiserWeight champion!
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{ As we return to the show we are treated to a camera shot inside the arena parking lot. There are cars here and there when a limousine pulls in through the giant gate opening. The crowd is already getting revved up knowing it must be someone important. The limo pulls up to where the camera is standing. The chauffeur jumps out of the driver’s side door from off camera and rushes to he back door. He opens it up. You can feel the crowd’s excitement gathering as we see two feet touch down on the ground. The figure begins to stand up and we see, Kelsey Manny. She is wearing a sparkling white dress. Shortly after her, Monotinous Death steps out. He is wearing a brand new black suit. He has a gym back over his shoulder. The crowd is going wild.}
Monotinous Death: Hey.
{Monotinous Death shakes the chauffeur’s hand.}
Monotinous Death: We’re back.
{We follow MD and his wife/manager to a door. It isn’t a far walk since the limo pulled up to within 15 feet of it. MD opens the door, allowing his wife in first, and follows behind her. We’re in one of the hallways of the arena. They walk down the hall, about 20 feet, then turn a corner left and down a 150-foot hall that leads to another corner, this time leading right. They turn and find a door on the left side of the hallway. Kelsey opens it and the two enter. Inside is a gigantic locker room. Everything in it is brand new, including the white walls. There are a set of eight lockers, beautifully blue, lining the left wall of the room. In the front of the room are two gigantic makeup stations with big mirrors. Light bulbs line the outside of the mirrors. On one of the stations is a bottle of champagne, unopened, and in a metal bucket. Obviously, it’s chilling. MD and Kelsey walk in further, still a little awed. They turn around to look at everything… to take it in. The camera turns with them. Above the door a banner hangs: "Welcome Back." There is a note on the wall, beside the door. MD takes it off and reads it back.}
Monotinous Death: "I hope everything is to your liking. It’s not every night a legend returns to the ring." (To Kelsey) I tell you, honey, I never expected anything like this.
{The camera cuts to the ring for the first match.}
Dave: Well it appears some one is glad to see Monotinous Death back in the ring. But I wonder who left him the note…
Kevin: It was probably that damn new pres.… I bet he’s kissing ass to try and stay on the goof side of the wrestlers. He’s worried about them kicking his ass later when he makes his appearance.
Dave: I guess only time will tell. We folks lets head to the ring for our first match up… and we are starting out this match tonight with some of the newcomers to the EWA.
Kevin: so in other words we get to see the Newbies beet the snot out of each other going for the gold. Dave: Kevin you couldn’t be more right.
["Eye For An Eye" by Soulfly Live version Plays as Zakk Wylde Comes down to the ring to Cheers of the crowd.]
Kevin: You know it is sad really this kid Is stuck at the top of the list.
Dave: So true Kevin Zakk already has two strikes against him with his older sister not liking him and she books these matches. There is no doubt in my mind his being first is no Coincident.
Kevin: that and he gets stuck against possibly the freakiest person in this match next to Doll Face.
["Paint It Black" by The Rolling Stones plays over the PA as the Crowd Boos the Entrance of Twisted Vamp.]
Dave: Twisted Vamp seems to enjoy angering this crowd.
Kevin: what do you expect he is not here to win any awards. He is here to win the belt
[ Twisted vamp and Zakk lock up in the middle of the ring. Twisted Vamp Gains the upper hand and Starts to over power Zakk. Zakk Counters with a kick to the gut and goes for a DDT. But is pushed off by Vamp.]
Dave: Twisted Vamp showing Wylde he is no push over.
[Wylde goes for a Short arm Close line but is met by a drop toehold by Vamp. Wylde is getting frustrated and Starts trading punches with Vamp. It goes back and forth until Vamp stumbles back and Falls as Wylde connects with a hard closed fist.]
Kevin: Wylde Showing a slight mean streak.
[Wylde goes to the Ropes and Climbs to the top rope but has his back to Vamp. Vamp is quick to recover and Shoves Wylde. Wyldes arms flail as he falls to the outside.]
ZAKK WYLDE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Dave: Zakk went all out but it backfired on him. Kevin: Maybe this next person will have some more common sense.
["Cotton Eye Joe" by The Rednex begins to play as Uncle Mercy comes down to the ring.]
Kevin: Have Mercy on me not this guy.
Dave: Yes it seems the third man in is Uncle Mercy.
[Uncle Mercy Steps through the ropes and his eye is caught by a Pretty Blond in the front row All of a sudden she flashes him.]
Kevin: HOLY SHITE!!! You see that!?
[Twisted Vamp takes advantage of this distraction And Closelines Uncle Mercy to the Floor. The woman then winks at Twisted Vamp.]
Dave: It was a setup. Either Twisted Vamp has a plan or someone is looking out for him
UNCLE MERCY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Kevin: Well if you are going out that was at least a pleasant experience David: I hope our Next man doesn’t fall for the same trick. After all Vamp doesn’t even look winded.
["Supernaught" by 1,000 homo DJs begins but Supernaught has run to the ring before the crowd has a change to cheer properly.]
Kevin: poor guy running to his own funeral.
Dave: Twisted Vamp out sizes Supernaught by nearly a foot.
[Supernaught throws a few punches that doesn’t seem to faze Vamp. Vamp grabs Supernaught around the throat and lifts him in a Choakslam. Supernaught Wraps his legs around Vamps arm though and Rolls down flipping in a improvised Slam.]
Kevin: Wow David: Supernaught using that improvising found in the luchador stile.
[ Supernaught runs to the ropes and does a nails a second rope frog splash. Supernaught then starts to play to the crowd as Vamp is down. The crowd is going wild.]
Kevin: Stupid move he needs to finish off Vamp while he has the chance David: I don’t think he has enough strength to lift him if he wanted to.
[Vamp with a sudden movement comes up to his knees and again grabs Supernaughts throat. Vamp stands and this time lays Supernaught out with the The Desentigrator.]
Dave and Kevin: ouch
Kevin: Supernaught didn’t see that coming.
[Vamp lifts Supernaught by his hair and tosses Supernaught over the top but he grabs the tope rope and hangs on.]
Dave: impressive Show by the smaller man.
[Supernaught Springboards Back in trying to hit a cross body block, but Vamp catches him and reverses it to a body slam.]
Kevin: Vamp will not let up on him. I guess that is why they call him Twisted.
[Vamp again throws Supernaught out this time to the floor.]
SUPERNAUGHT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Dave: So far Supernaught has been the only one to give Vamp a run for his money.
Kevin: At least he now looks winded.
Dave: and the fifth man in the rumble, isn’t a man at all.
["En Vogue" by Madonna plays and Jasmine Diamonds makes her way down to the ring.]
Kevin: oooohhhh I hate to see such a hoty like Jasmine have to face this monstrosity. David: She seems a little hesitant to get into the ring. Kevin: well he has already defeated three other wrestlers with little trouble.
[Jasmine Climbs into the ring Vamp Doesn’t seem to care that she is off the fairer sex and charges her before she is completely in. Vamp takes control quickly with a few punches then follows up by Irish whipping Jasmine into the ropes and hitting a hard close line. ]
Kevin: This man is inhuman.
Dave: Vamp seems to be driven only by one thing getting that belt.
[Vamp lifts her up and Whips her into the corner where she falls to the second rope and is holding the back of her neck. Vamp walks over to her and grabs her hair but is met with a very hard low blow.]
Kevin: That is the true Equalizer.
[Jasmine starts to put the boots to Vamp. Vamp finally reaches out and trips Jasmine. He stands slowly. But jasmine seems to be having trouble.]
Dave: Jasmine is giving her all but her neck seems to still be giving her trouble.
[Vamp Grabs Jasmines legs and launches her into the tope rope Jasmine has a look of Anguish on her face as Vamp closelines her to the floor. The ref calls for medical personal.]
Kevin: That sick bastard seems happy over what he has done.
Dave: I just hope our next opponent will eliminate him you never think one of the first people will win events like this but Vamp is putting out a good showing.
["Calm Like a bomb" by Rage against the machine, plays as the crowd seems to cheer for the lesser of two Evils. Zane though comes from the crowd Sliding into the ring and surprising Vamp. Zane Starts with an unrelenting furry of blows then Follows up with a Tornado DDT.]
Kevin: Go Zane Show that freak.
Dave: Zane is not giving an inch to this man.
[Zane pulls Vamp to the side of the ring and lands a perfect second rope Moonsalt. Zane Climbs to the Top rope and sets up for the Gift of Zander.]
Kevin: Oh this is going to be good.
[Vamp is staggering to his feat but dives/falls onto the ropes Just as Zane stood. Causing him to loose his balance and falling to the outside.]
ZANE ALEXANDER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Dave: Lucky Break for Vamp.
[Zane is on the outside Swearing up a storm and goes to Climb back in only to be held off by security.]
Kevin: well seems this next opponent will have a Easy match if they get down here quickly.
["Baby one more time…HELL MIX By Britteny Spears Starts as ANJEL makes her way to the ring followed by Malum Diabolus and Cerebus.]
Dave: I see ANJEL has her goons with her. And they don’t look to be in a hurry at all. Kevin: well why would she? She has those two as her body guards.
[ANJEL slowly gets into the ring and instead of Punching or kicking or doing anything to vamp she just stands there as he catches his breath.]
Dave: ANJEL seems to just be waiting. Look Malum has the mic.
[Malum Climbs into the ring and hands the mic to ANJEL]
ANJEL: Now Twisted Vamp we have been watching you for a little time you already know our conditions, so what do you say to our Deal?
Kevin: What the hell is going on?
Dave: it seems that ANJEL has a plan of some sort.
[Malum then takes the mic.]
Malum: I hope you liked our first gift.
[Malum gestures to the woman who Flashed Uncle Mercy. Vamp nods to this and reaches out his hand to take the mic. Malum hands it to him.]
Twisted Vamp: I agree.
[Malum takes the mic back.]
Malum: Then our business here is done.
[ANJEL leaves over the top rope with the help of Malum and all three head out.]
ANJEL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED.
Kevin: That was Just strange.
Dave: … and it is going to get stranger here comes our next person.
Kevin : person is right it says it is a girl but I am not sure
["Afraid of Americans" By David Bowie plays as Doll Face makes her way to the ring. The Crowd gives a mixed reaction.]
Dave: it seems the crowd is just as confused by Doll Face as you are Kevin.
[Doll Face gets to the ring and her and Vamp face off. They finally lock up and Vamp easily overpowers her as he seems to be running on sheer aggression. Vamp Powers her one knee to the mat then he Connects with a strong knee to her mid section. He follows with a Ax handle to the middle of her back.]
Kevin: What is Vamp running on he has yet to let up.
[Vamp picks Doll Face up by her hair and Whips her into the ropes then connects with a standing Side kick. Vamp again goes for the hair and tosses out over the top rope.]
DOLL FACE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Dave: Vamp can’t have much left in him Kevin: I know one thing he doesn’t have and that a soul.
[as Vamp is still yelling at Doll Face, Trish "The Terror" Brooks comes and Nails Vamp in the back with a chair sending him over the top rope.]
Dave: I don’t believe it Trish has just done what so many have tried and took out Twisted Vamp.
Kevin: And it couldn’t of been done by a better person. David: and we will now have a cat fight people for the next lady is…
["Enter Sandman" by Metallica blares as Syren makes her way down as the Crowd goes crazy with the thought off these two women going at it.]
Dave: Syren this is almost as if we are starting over with two fresh people.
Kevin: Two very hot People.
[The women square off and start to stare each other down. They finally lock up and Trish Turns it into an Arm bar. Trish Starts to swing Syren in a circle and whips her to the ropes and then connects with a close line into the corner. Trish Starts to lift Syren to the top but Syren fights out and pushes Trish back Syren Goes to the top rope and Goes for a frog Slash but connects with Trish’s knees.]
Kevin: Oh I love this.
Dave: Syren seems to not be fairing well at all.
[Trish climbs on top of Syren and starts slapping her silly. Trish finally stands and Whips Syren to the ropes and goes for a close line but Syren ducks it and bounce off the other ropes only to be met by a DDT from Trish.]
David: Kevin you have gotten quiet. Kevin I am in deep thought.
[Trish pulls Syren to her feet by her hair and starts to lift her over the ropes. Syren rolls with it and lands on the edge of the mat she swings at Trish but misses and Trish pushes her off to the floor.]
SYREN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Kevin: Wow and to think we get a repeat of that right here. David you are referring to another of the people the next person …
["Frustration" by Everclear Plays over the loud speakers as Brettany Haze makes her way down. Haze Slides into the ring and her and Trish start pulling hair and swinging each other around one of the women in the audience jumps the rail and Climbs to the ring grabbing Both womens hair and pulling them over the top rope.]
TRISH BROOKS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
BRETTANY HAZE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Kevin: Who the hell is that ?!
Dave: Wait I recognize her but she was not set to come out until next. That is Sassy Summer Kensington The Manager of …
[Summer points at the announcer and says something as both David and Kevin shut up. Summer then makes her way to the top off the ramp. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one Count down to the change in life that's soon to come Your life has just begun…. Are you ready…. Are you ready For us to come?….. Just then "Are you ready?" by Creed begins to blast over the P.A. system. As the crowd begins to cheer simultaneously, "Sassy" Summer Kensington, pulls off the suit she was wearing to reveal that she has on a very revealing black leather jumpsuit. she struts a little on the ramp flaunting her ASS-etts with every graceful stride. Summer turns facing the entrance way and she pulls out a microphone from her back pocket. Her painted on look seems to be Popular with the men in the crowd, her silky blonde hair, shines in the arena lights, she has on a pair of designer RAYBANS.]
Summer: Ladies and Gentlemen EWA proudly brings to your attention, a man with many talents, a man with skill, a man with most…I give you the Epitome of Excellence... The champion of champions…The "Franchise" Johnny Hawke.
[Suddenly enormous showers of pyros blast into the sky as Johnny Hawke dressed in blue jeans, taped fists and carrying "Ole’ Lusty" comes out from behind the curtain. We hear a lot of booing as he appears. The lights in the arena reflect off of his ever-present designer Oakleys as he steps to Summer on the ramp and hands her "Ole’ lusty". Summer greets him by extending her hand out to him, as she takes him by the arm and leads Hawke to the ring. The pyros climax and the music stops. Summer remains at ringside watching Hawke enter the ring through the ropes. Hawke walks in and waits for his opponent.] Kevin: Now that is a man that knows how to make an entrance. David: Johnny Hawke and his first opponent oh my this is going to be interesting. Kevin: What? David: you will see [ The lights go out... ]
Dave: Well looks like we have some one else that knows how to make an entrance.
Kevin: WHO THE HELL IS THIS!
[The lights flicker, and KMFDM's "Juke Joint Jezzebel" begins, and the crowd sits there in a stunned silence as Damienne Froste makes her way to the top of the ramp. Dressed in cargo pants, a tight light blue shirt, and clunky black combat shoes she makes her way down to the ring...sort of stalking down there, and with a grin on her face. She reaches the ring, and scans for her first victim...and she spots him..."The Shaded One" Johnny Hawke."]
Kevin: OH MY I even know the history these two have. Sassy and Froste are arguing. Never get between Two women when it is a man involved.
Dave: Beware a woman’s Scorn
[In the ring Summers and Froste’ arguing begins to get heated. Hawke comes up behind Sassy but just then she swings "Ole’ Lusty back to hit Froste but Hawke is the one hit.]
Kevin: We have blood in the ring and first blood goes to "Sassy" Summer Kensington.
[Summer looks shocked and sorry as she kneels down and makes sure Hawke is OK. Froste though goes to the ropes and Sassy Rolls out of the way as Froste lands an Asai Moonsalt.]
Dave: that miss hit Might of Cost Hawke this match. Wait some one is coming down from the back. It is Beast.
[Summer sees Beast and her eyes go wide, but he stays on the outside away from Summer even though she tries to go to him. In the ring Hawke is rolling around as Froste kicks a mud hole in his side. Hawke rolls out of the ring to catch his breath and is met staring directly at the face of Beast. Hawke puts his hands up to try and ward Beast off but Beast makes no motion to hit him. Froste though has got a running start and Suicide dives onto Hawke.]
DAMIENNE FROSTE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED.
Dave: Frost has eliminated herself just to get this man she hates. Kevin: we are finally down to the last person in this match.
["Panic Song" by Green Day starts to play. The crowd is shocked, only for a second, and then begins to boo. Shadowflare comes out, in all his self-obsessive glory. He is wearing his US Title around his waist. He is wearing a custom made shirt that looks like it cost $.05 in Pakistan. On the front, in big Black letters it says "Undefeated" on the back, in blue, it says "Champ." He holds his hands up on the air, fists clenched. The crowd only boos him more. He walks down to the ring with a pompous attitude. He gets to the ring and climbs up the steps, but remains on the outside of the ring. Beast on the outside tosses Hawke back into the ring where ha slowly stands.]
Shadowflare: Well…
[The crowd boos louder. Finally, they die down.]
Shadowflare: Anyway, the reason I’ve come out is because these sorry sons of a bitchs announcers aren’t good enough for introducing the next competitor. This wrestling hero has been in the business longer than me and is, quite possibly, one of the only people better than me. He’s the best Cruiserweight ever. I’ve held several tag titles with him. This man is a walking, leaving, breathing legend at only 24. Ladies and gentlemen, my friend, my mentor…
[Suddenly, "Seattle Was a Riot" by Anti-Flag starts to play.]
Shadowflare: … MONOTINOUS DEATH!
[Monotinous comes out with Kelsey by his side. The crowd is booing him ferociously. He doesn’t seem to enjoy the reaction from the crowd. He is dressed in wrestling attire now. He is wearing a black muscle shirt that has EoD in dark blue. A light blue tornado with black outlining is on the back. He is dressed in his normal wrestling tights. He walks down to the ring, his arm interlaced with Kelsey. Shadowflare looks very happy with himself in the ring. MD and Shadowflare connect eyes. MD nods to Shadowflare. MD reaches the ring and spreads the ropes for his wife. She gets in, and nods at Shadowflare. Shadowflare turns around and gets a mic from a crew member at ringside. He tosses to MD after he gets in the ring.]
Monotinous Death: Wow! It’s an odd feeling, being back in the same old stomping grounds. It’s been a long time.
Shadowflare: Welcome back. I’m glad to have a good friend back.
Monotinous Death: Listen, I want to thank you for everything. The hotel suite was fabulous. The limo ride was great. The locker room was wonderful. I even loved the history of my life you made. It brought some good memories… and some bad, back. I respect you for all you’ve done for me tonight as well as in the past. You and I were great tag partners in the past.
[Shadowflare is very happy.]
Shadowflare: And in the future.
Monotinous Death: No.
[Shadowflare is surprised, as is the rest of the crowd.]
Monotinous Death: That’s what I was leading up to. Shadowflare, I respect you, I really do. But over the course of your wrestling career I’ve watched you grow. Much like a father watches his son go from tee-ball, to little league, to Babe Ruth league, always being proud. But, my pride in you has dominished after each and every feat you accomplished. You were a no one in the ACW, my lackey. You started rising in the NSW and you finally became the World Heavyweight Title Champion, something I have never accomplished in my career. And, with every title won, with ever victory you earned, either illegally or on the straight and narrow, I watched you become more self-centered, more egotistical, and so full of yourself that you’ve gained ten pounds the last time I saw you. You’ve accomplished a lot. A lot of it you earned. But tonight, you have no friend. Tonight you have someone that respects you, not someone that will stand beside you.
[Shadowflare is shocked. The wrestlers outside the ring tense up, not knowing what is about to happen next. The crowd is silent.]
Shadowflare: So let me get this straight… you’re so jealous of me because I’ve become what you never were able to be? Because of my World Title? Because of this US Title? Because I’m undefeated you’re so blind with anger and deceit that you refuse to stand next to me? Fine then, the EoD can do without a murderer.
[MD’s face turns from a blank expression to that of anger. Shadowflare has brought up a sour point.]
Monotinous Death: Let’s not bring Corvas into this.
Shadowflare: You said you were fighting to teach him a lesson. But somewhere his pain turned into your pleasure. You snapped. You enjoyed killing him. That’s lower than me planting drugs on a friend!
[With this Monotinous Death charges at Shadowflare. Shadowflare holds his ground. MD gets right up in his face. The two stare at each other. Everyone is on stand still. MD looks about ready to kill, again. Finally, he takes a step back. Shadowflare smiles while MD raises the mic to his mouth.]
Monotinous Death: That match was a mistake. I acknowledge that! I made a mistake! But don’t think it didn’t destroy me inside. Shadowflare: That match turned you into more a bitch than your wife.
[The crowd is booing now. This time, it’s Kelsey’s turn to step up to Shadowflare. She gets in his face and mouths something…. Did she say "Duck stew"? The woman reaches up and slaps Shadowflare in the face. Shadowflare advances on her and she runs behind MD. MD stands his ground as Shadowflare gets in his face. However, Shadowflare is staring at Kelsey.]
Shadowflare: That’s right, cower behind your man.
Monotinous Death: You weight twice as much as her.
[MD turns around and leads his wife to the ring ropes. He spreads them for her and lets her out. He has his back to Shadowflare as he says something along the lines of "Stay out here," to his wife. Suddenly, Shadowflare rushes at MD, who is not suspecting it. However, with only a foot and a half to go before he connects…"Riders of the Storm" by The Doors starts to play. The crowd is silent once more. MD is surprised. Shadowflare is even more surprised. Just when it seems like you can’t stand it any longer, you HAVE to know who’s music this is, Chris Michaels comes out. The crowd doesn’t know how to react to him, however. Is he Shadowflare’s friend? Monotinous Death’s? He has a mic in hand.]
Chris Michaels: You look like you two have seen a ghost. Shadowflare: Ah, it’s good to see my old friend. Get down here and join me.
[MD wonders why Shadowflare sounds so close to him and turns around. He realizes what was about to happen. He walks away from Shadowflare and to the opposite side of the ring. Chris Michaels gets in the ring and shakes Shadowflare’s hand. Shadowflare smiles. Chris walks to the middle of the ring.]
Chris Michaels: There’s nothing more I hate than to see two friends fighting. I get caught in the middle and I have to hear stories about who finger banged who to get angry at the other, and, you know it’s no fun for me. It’s just like high school. I had a lot of friends fighting each other. Shadowflare, you’re a great wrestler, you quickly became a friend. MD and I helped train you. MD, you and I have a lot of past. We met in New York. You and I wrestled together. We created the EoD together. You, too became a friend. There’s nothing I hate more than friends fighting…
Shadowflare: Tonight is the rebirth of the EoD, under my guidance. Be the first to join, Chris.
Chris Michaels: MD… Shadowflare, this is a really painful decision. To be caught in the middle… to have to choose one friend… it’s never easy.
[The crowd is once again silent. Chris stands still in the middle of the ring. Finally, he turns to Shadowflare, staring him directly in the eyes, a big smile on his face. Shadowflare, in turn, smiles. Just as he does, however, Chris takes a step backwards… then another and another.]
Chris Michaels: Let’s get things straight. MD and I created the EoD. We were the two original members. You, you were just a chump we let join us, Shadowflare…
[The crowd is going nuts. Shadowflare is pissed. He starts pulling at the ropes angrily, stomping his feet around. MD has a big smile on his face. Chris Michaels turns around and walks into the open arms of Monotinous Death. The two hug.]
Chris Michaels: The EoD was never as strong when you were in it, Shadowflare…as they say… You are the weakest link, G’Bye.
[Shadowflare starts to storm at the ring and comes to face Beast. Beast Just laughs at him as he storms out.]
Kevin: Damn you would have to be a nut to know all these histories in the ring right now
Dave: even I can’t trace how many time these people have faced off and what the outcomes have been.
[In the ring Hawke and MD square off and the match is underway. Both men circle for a little bit then lock up they both break the lock then circle again.]
Dave: this match is for all the marbles
[They lock up again this time MD taking the advantage and whipping Hawke to the ropes but Hawke reverses and whips MD to them Hawke goes for the close line but MD ducks and goes to the other ropes. Hawke turns and goes for a back body drop but he telegraphs it and MD connects with a boot to the chest. MD then takes the advantage and Bulldogs Hawke. Summer with "Ole Lusty looks worriedly at Hawke between he glances to Beast.]
Kevin: Hawkes nose has to be busted from that earlier hit by Summer.
[MD Pulls Hawke to his feet but is met with punch after punch to the midsection. Hawke gets to his feet but MD blocks a punch and hits him back. MD blocks another punch and connects with one of his own. MD then Hits a boot to Hawkes groin and Doubles Hawke over. MD then Nails Hawke with a DDT. Hawke is on the mat barely moving. As MD goes to the ropes and climbs to the top. Summer jumps up and shakes the rope causing MD to fall on the Sensitive Area.]
Kevin: Summer is making up for that accident earlier.
[The crowd starts yelling as Christian Hawke Jumps the guardrail and slides into the ring He looks to be going up to MD before he is Caught By a Bulldog by Beast Who Slipped into the ring behind him. Hawke is finally up and looking with a shocked dumbfounded look. He sees MD though and climbs up Punching MD. Beast and Christian Hawke Fight it out and roll to the outside. In the ring Hawke Lifts MD into a top rope Belly to belly and nails it perfectly. MD is hurt and holding his back.]
Dave: All hell has broken out.
[In the ring Hawke has MD held down and is yelling for Summer she comes in Holding "Ole Lusty". On the outside Beast knocks out Christian with a Very hard Chair shot he sees what is happening in the ring and Slides in grabbing "Ole lusty Just as Summer Swings to bust MD’s knee. Summer looks worried as Beast tugs the Sledge hammer away. Beast turns and Nails Hawke in the face. Hawke and MD are down in the ring. Beast Yells Something at Summer then she Ducks out of the ring and runs to the back. Beast takes "Ole Lusty" and leaves the ring as both men seem to be unconscious he goes to the top of the ramp and waits.]
Dave: Hawke has taken two shots from that Sledge hammer and wait MD is finally up.
[In the ring MD takes Hawke and Slowly lifts him in a fireman’s carry and staggers him to the ropes MD tries to flip him but Hawke lands on his feet on the mat his eyes have a glazed over look as he turns around and limply falls to the Floor.]
JOHNNY HAWKE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Dave: WHAT A MATCH… AND WHAT A WIN FOR MONOTINOUS DEATH!
Kevin: I can’t believe it… first M.D. turns down a chance of a life time and then some how he pulls a win out against Johnny Hawke!
(The Lights start to dim as Mysticism is introduced. All of the other wrestlers start to look around in the ring and then look on the megatron where there are two blue orbs glowing softly. After the orbs just glow there for a while a voice recognized as Nicholas’s is heard booming over the loud speaker.)
Dave Jackson: What’s going on…
Kevin Fisher: This is real creepy.
Nicholas: "I told you all before that Mysticism was not here for gold. So he has chosen not to participate in this match. He sees no reason to fight for something so useless as a little strap with some gold on it. So we've decided to skip out on this little contest. Don't worry though Mysticism will be back shortly to continue his manipulation of this fed and everyone in it. Until then, try to rest easy."
Dave Jackson: Well it looks as if the match is going to have to go on one man short.
(The Blue orbs then die away and the lights slowly come on. The ref’s look at each other and converse for a while before starting, they ring the bell for the match.)
Kevin Fisher: Finally to the action!
(Inside the ring the remaining seven wrestlers all start to size up each other. Valykerie is the first person to make an attack and it’s against T.J. Malice. Valykerie rushes towards him and is about to clothesline him when Valykerie is kicked in the gut by T.J. who then grabs Valykerie by the shoulder and mid waist and runs with him flipping him over the top ropes. Valykerie lands pretty hard against the ground but immediately starts to move around and get to his knees.)
Dave Jackson: T.J. Malice just hurt Valykerie pretty bad. Kevin Fisher: Good T.J. eliminated him. Dave Jackson: No, the match is pin fall or submission only so Valykerie is still in this thing.
(Back inside the ring Dawson and Chris Michaels have been locking up and trading blows back and fourth. Chris Michaels is about the be kicked by Dawson but Michaels drops down to the ground out of the way and then comes up grabbing Dawson’s leg. Dawson looks like he is about to pull of an enzaguri but Chris pushes Dawson to the ground. Chris Michaels then runs into the ropes and running as fast as he can leg drops Dawson.)
Kevin Fisher: Look at the Samoan Warrior!
(Inside the ring the Samoan Warrior has "The Enforcer" Josh Anderson on his shoulders. The Samoan Warrior looks like he can’t even tell that Anderson weighs 280 pounds. The Samoan Warrior then hooks his arms around Anderson’s legs and spinebusters Anderson hard against the mat. The Samoan Warrior then puts one foot over Anderson’s chest for the pin. Referee Jose Sanchez goes down to make the count.)
1…2…Kickout!
Dave Jackson: Look at that, I could swear The Samoan Warrior had him.
Kevin Fisher: No way that guy can out wrestle "The Enforcer".
(Brutis Vincent and T.J. Malice are clobbering GodMeat in one of the turnbuckles. They are repeatedly kicking him in the chest and head. Brutis grabs the ropes and puts his foot over GodMeat’s Throat. Referee Sean Padgett counts to three and then makes Brutis let go. When he does he walks around in circles gathering his breath. When he gets back around he goes to put his foot on GodMeats throat again but T.J. clotheslines Brutis instead. T.J. then falls down to where Brutis is and starts to punch Brutis in the head repeatedly. GodMeat slowly gets to his feet and he lifts up Brutis and Malice gets up with him. Malice then sets GodMeat on his knee like a back breaker and Brutis goes to the top rope. Bruits then does a huge leg drop on GodMeat. T.J. then makes the cover on GodMeat.)
1…2…3!
GodMeat Has Been Eliminated!Dave Jackson: GodMeat is the first to be eliminated!
(Valykerie who has been just resting in the corner is finally noticed by T.J. And Brutis Vincent. They decide to rush after him and they just start to punch him left and right. Valykerie is fighting back as hard as he can but two on one is too much. Suddenly T.J. gets bulldogged from behind by "The Hardcore Badboy" Chris Michaels. Michaels rolls up quickly and gives Brutis a huge punch to the face that knocks him down. Michaels and Valykerie eye each other for a while and each one starts to kick one of the two on the ground Chris on T.J. and Valykerie on Bruits. Valykerie then puts Brutis in his own version of an arm wrench. Valykerie maintains it for a while but Brutis gets the ropes and Frankie Johnson makes him release the hold. Chris has now picked up T.J. Malice and goes for a spinning heel kick but, it is ducked by T.J., who then grabs Michael’s around the waist and German suplexe’s Michaels. Michael’s starts to hold his back and rolls out of the ring to rest up.)
Kevin Fisher: Where does he think he is going…
(Meanwhile in the ring Dawson and Josh Anderson have been trying to suplex The Samoan Warrior. The Samoan Warrior jumps up with the next try and when he is at about a forty-five degree angle he pulls himself down and DDT’s both wrestlers. Dawson recovers pretty fast but Anderson looks hurt. Dawson gets up well before the slow Samoan Warrior and Dawson starts kicking him in the kidneys. The Samoan Warrior gets up anyway taking the blows. The Warrior then whips Dawson into the ropes. Dawson reverses it and both wrestlers are now standing next to the ropes as The Samoan Warrior runs into them gut first knocking the wind out of him. Dawson waits for The Samoan Warrior to turn around and then clotheslines him over the ropes, and Dawson follows over as well. )
Dave Jackson: There sure is a lot of action going on outside of the ring!
(Chris Michael’s who is recovering outside of the ring goes over to the announcer’s table and grabs a steel chair. He folds it up and heads back to the ring where he waits for T.J. Malice to turn around. As Michaels goes to hit T.J. with it Jose Sanchez grabs the chair from Michaels and throws it to the ground and starts to yell at Michaels. T.J. Then grabs Michaels around the waist and does another German Suplex to him.)
Kevin Fisher: T.J. Malice is making a mockery of Chris Michaels.
Dave Jackson: Uh oh, all hell is breaking lose!
(Now Valykerie, The Samoan Warrior, Brutis Vincent, Dawson, and Josh Anderson are all in a big mess of punches on the entrance ramp. All of the referees start over there to get it under control and get everyone back to the ring. T.J. Malice is about to go through the ropes and join the rioting wrestlers but Chris Michaels grabs him from behind with one hand and holding the chair in the other. He smashes it against T.J.’s back and then drops it square in the ring. T.J. starts to walk around in a daze. Michaels runs towards to turnbuckle and delivers Final Punishment to T.J. Malice on the chair. Michaels throws out the chair and calls for a ref, Ricky Brown comes over and Michaels covers T.J.)
1…2…3!
T.J. Malice has been eliminated.Kevin Fisher: Damn Chris Michaels!
(The ref’s have finally gotten everyone back in the ring but they are still all punching each other wildly. Josh Anderson and Dawson punching The Samoan Warrior, Valykerie and Brutis Vincent exchanging punches. Chris Michaels then starts to help out Valykerie once again and Brutis Vincent is in trouble. They start to move Brutis towards to center of the ring and the former tag team of Chris Michaels and Valykerie is operating as if they still were a tag team. They lift up Brutis Vincent together and give him a double suplex. Immediately followed by that Valykerie puts Brutis into a figure four leglock. Chris Michaels heads to the top rope and looks like he is going for a moonsault on Bruits. The Samoan Warrior has other plans however, and he pushes Chris Michaels outside the ring. Michaels falls outside the ring and his chin hits hard against the announcer’s booth. Michael’s bounces right off and starts to cough out blood immediately upon impact.)
Dave Jackson: Oh my god look at the blood!
(Dawson is still wailing on Josh Anderson in the ring. He picks up Anderson and body slams him. Dawson then picks Anderson back up and gives him a diving reverse DDT. Dawson backs off for a second and lets Anderson get to his feet. He then whips "The Enforcer" and inadvertently whips Anderson into Valykerie and Bruits Vincent which breaks the hold Valykerie had on Brutis, Valykerie gets up rather pissed and grabs at Josh Anderson. He grabs him from behind and applies an abdominal stretch on Anderson. Valykerie then falls backwards and turns the move into some from of an octopus stretch. Josh Anderson starts to tap out.)
"The Enforcer" Josh Anderson has been eliminated
Kevin Fisher: The match is down to 5!
Dave Jackson: Valykerie is one of the best submission wrestlers I have seen.
(Dawson and The Samoan Warrior lock up. The Samoan Warrior lifts up Dawson with a chokehold and throws him back. The Samoan Warrior then picks Dawson up and throws him into the turnbuckle. The Samoan Warriors then runs as fast as he can and turns his knee right into the gut of Dawson. Dawson collapses into the ring and The Samoan Warrior drops back into the ropes for leverage. Dawson rolls out of the way and The Samoan Warrior crashes to the ground. Valykerie, seeing the opportunity to capitalize on a fallen giant rushes towards The Samoan Warrior. Valykerie locks in the ankle lock and The Samoan Warrior has no where to go. Brutis Vincent then kicks Valykerie square in the jaw. Vincent then picks Valykerie up and puts him in powerbomb position. Valykerie tries to counter but cannot and takes a huge powerbomb. Vincent makes the cover.)
1…2…Kickout!
Kevin Fisher: How did he kick out! Dave Jackson: Amazing! Wait, look at The Samoan Warrior! (Inside the ring The Samoan Warrior picks up Brutis Vincent and powerslams him. Brutis looks hurt and The Samoan Warrior then whips Brutis into the ropes and catches him with a Samoan Drop! The Samoan Warrior is panting heavily and gets up quick and does The Big Splash Pin. Ricky Brown makes the count)
1…2…3!
Brutis Vincent Has been eliminatedKevin Fisher: Tubby looks tired.
(The Samoan Warrior slowly gets up and Dawson starts to punch him hard. Dawson is punching left and right and it is beating The Samoan Warrior back. He realizes he needs to get The Samoan Warrior down. Dawson goes over and tries to body slam The Samoan Warrior and then tries to do a gargoyle suplex. Chris Michaels then hits The Samoan Warrior in the back but all that manages to do is make The Samoan Warrior fall on Dawson instead of help Dawson lift The Samoan Warrior. The Samoan Warrior hooks the legs.)
1…2…3!
Dawson has been eliminatedDave Jackson: This guy is on a roll, he is a pure rookie too!
(Inside the ring Chris Michaels, who is still bleeding, drop kicks The Samoan Warrior as he gets up which knocks him down. Chris starts to get up but falls back down dizzy. The Samoan Warrior slowly gets up, as does Valykerie who is recovering from the powerbomb. The Samoan Warrior is definitely exhausted, as he is the first to get up. He grabs Chris Michaels around the throat and starts to uppercut him Valykerie then starts to hit The Samoan Warrior in the back. Chris falls over on his stomach coughing up more blood. The Samoan Warrior turns around and clotheslines Valykerie. The Samoan Warrior then looks over and Chris Michaels and flips him over and does another Big Splash. Jose Sanchez makes the count.)
1…2…3!
Chris Michaels has been eliminated.Kevin Fisher: It’s about time.
Dave Jackson: The only people left are the Samoan Warrior and Valykerie fighting for the television title. The 6’1" barley over 200 pounds is taking on the 6’7" almost a quarter of a ton!
(In The ring Valykerie is starting to kick The Samoan Warrior but the Samoan Warrior has gotten a second wind. He seems to be fighting for more then just a title. Valykerie keeps punching and knife chopping the Samoan Warrior. He then takes a few steps backward and runs towards The Samoan Warrior for a cross-body block. The Samoan Warrior catches Valykerie and powerslams him with the pin.)
1…2…Valykerie gets his foot on the rope.
Kevin Fisher: Wow, Valykerie might as well of let The Samoan Warrior pin him, he is going to be in pain and there is no way he can win. Dave Jackson: Don’t count him out yet.
(The Samoan Warrior picks up Valykerie and sets him up for Valykerie’s second powerbomb of the day. Valykerie is easily picked up but he jumps over The Samoan Warrior when he is on his shoulders. He the runs into the ropes at full bast and comes back with a running DDT that pulls down The Samoan Warrior. Valykerie goes for the cover.)
1…2…Kickout
Kevin Fisher: How does he do it!
(Valykerie gets up and runs up to the turnbuckle, and climbs on it. The Samoan Warrior starts to get to his feet. As he does Valykerie leaps off the top-rope with a Missile Drop Kick. He then stands over The Samoan Warrior and the crowd starts the cheer. Valykerie then applies the Suffering of the Fallen.)
Dave Jackson: The Samoan Warrior refuses to give up, look at him crawling to the ropes!
(The Samoan Warrior looks as if he is going to tap out but instead reaches out and grabs the ropes. Valykerie breaks the hold and The Samoan Warrior gets up rather slow as Valykerie punches him. The Samoan Warrior then picks up Valykerie for a pump-handle slam but when Valykerie gets on The Samoan Warrior’s Shoulders he drops back and gets up on his shoulders. He then flips around and is under The Samoan Warrior trying to roll him over for the pin. Valykerie wisely rolls out from under The Samoan Warrior realizing that he isn’t going to be able to roll him up, as The Samoan Warrior falls on the ground Valykerie then drop kicks The Samoan Warrior in the head. The Samoan Warrior falls on his back and Valykerie goes to the top rope. He leaps off and connects with a splash on The Samoan Warrior. He grabs the leg and pulls hard for the pin, head referee Frankie Johnson makes the count.)
1…2…3!
The Samoan Warrior is EliminatedTHE WINNER OF THIS MATCH… AND FIRST EVER EWA TELEVISION CHAMPION…VALYKERIE!!!
Dave: WHAT A MATCH! This proves it… the EWA has the top talent anywhere’s in the world! Wait… hold on folks… something is going on back stage…
{The camera cuts to the back stage area were we find ourselves just outside of Brutis Vincets locker room. Vincent is laid out in the floor face down and bloodied with broken beer bottles all around. The wall is spray painted with the message… "WE WANT OUR GOLD!"
The camera then cuts back to the ringside area…}
Dave: I can’t believe this! I mean why would some one attack Vincent just minutes after he wrestle such a grueling match?
Kevin: Isn’t it obvious? Some one wants a shot at the tag titles, and in truth they are on a good path to getting that shot.
Dave: It sure looks that way… but right now folks it’s time to go to commercial…
** We cut to a commercial with Johnny Hawke standing on a beach. He is bare chested and wearing a pair of sunglasses. Lovely women surround him, and one of them holds up a drink for him to drink from. He looks are the camera and smiles then lifts up a American Express Card…
AMERICAN EXPRESS… IT’S EVERYWHERE YOU WANNA BE!**
Dave Jackson: Alright People, we’re back and it comes down to our US title match, from all we have seen tonight, I hope this won’t be a disappointment.
Kevin Fisher: Oh, Hell, Every match will Low talents other than Shadowflare are disappointments to me. I’m looking forward to watching this match.
Dave Jackson: What ever you say Kev, let’s get started on this match…On his way to the ring weighing in at 368lbs, he stands at 7’0, he is Blood Crow…
{Fans start to Boo as "Black Sabbath" hits over the PA system. We see Blood Crow standing on the ramp, he wears his reddish-purple ancient armor suit, as he slowly comes to the ring. He steps upon the apron, and lifts his leg over the top rope and enters the ring.}
Dave Jackson: My God, now that is a big man.
Kevin Fisher: Please….Dave, The bigger the man, the harder they go down, and Shadowflare has everything he needs to take this suit of armor down. Now, This next guy, I can relate too, He comes to us from places unknown, he weighs in at 328 lbs., He looks like he belongs on America’s most ugliest. He is Timor Fidens.
Dave Jackson: Oh, the truth finally comes out huh Kev?...You are on the America’s most ugliest list. [ he laughs ]
Kevin Fisher: Alright, Dave…you got me on that one. You’re still wet behind the ears, but you’re learning.
"Fear" by Disturbed plays and Timor Fidens comes walking from the crowd, he stands in front of the ring looking down Blood Crow.
Dave Jackson: Looks like those two are ready to get started, just look at the size of those two men.
Kevin Fisher: Dave, don’t tell me your Gay man….I have to sit here by you…snap the hell out of it…I think I need to get "Sassy" over here, That woman could make a Gay man go straight.
Dave Jackson: My wife wouldn’t approve, so I’ll let you have that little Vixen, your wife would probably be please you left.
{Timor enters the ring, and he and Blood Crow stares down one another as "Back in Black" hits…and Everyone begins to cheer, the music plays for a bit, but no sign of A.C Malice...}
Dave Jackson: Hey…Where is A.C? This is very odd, for a Malice Boy, they never miss a fight.
Kevin Fisher: Well, knowing A.C, he probably got caught up with that fiery red head from the bar. Shit a little nookie at night is better than any match to me.
Dave Jackson: You would think that, no wonder your wife wants a divorce.
Kevin Fisher: Hey…That’s only a rumor…When did she say that?
{"Back in Black" begins to fade out, and still no sign of A.C Malice. Both Blood Crow and Timor begin to look around the arena for a surprise attack.}
Dave Jackson: I see those two aren’t leaving anything to chance when it comes to A.C. they don’t trust that guy either.
Kevin Fisher: Oh, well…At least he won’t have to suffer getting his ass kicked when Shadowflare makes his way out.
{"Panic Song" Then hits the PA, and we see Shadowflare come walking out with Trish "The Terror" Brooks. The two come walking down the ramp, Shawdowflare, wearing his US title over his shoulder, and Trish on his arm. Trish has on Pink spandex shorts and a pink spandex tank top with silver writing. The silver writing on her chest says Trish and on the back of the pants it reads terror. They make their way inside the ring, and Trish takes the belt and steps out from the ring.}
Dave Jackson: Now it appears that we are going to get underway with this match.
Kevin Fisher: Yeah, it’s gonna be a lot like "Sassy’s" clothes…Short but sweet and to the point. [ perky grin ] I would love to see these two woman in the ring at the same time.
Dave Jackson: Kev, you would just love to see any women in the ring at the same time. Let’s get on with this match. The referee for this match is Jose` Sanchez .
{The Ref. begins to call for the bell, and all three men are hooking up. Blood Crow and Timor begin double-teaming on Shawdowflare right from the start. Blood Crow gets in a few punches, as Timor begins kicking and Stomping down Shadowflare.}
Dave Jackson: This is incredible, Shadowflare is going down to the likes of Timor Fidens and Blood Crow. What could be honestly going on here.
Kevin Fisher: Hey, this isn’t about shit, They are teaming up on him…Ref…Get up off your ass and do your job!…
{Shadowflare is bent over in the corner of the ring, Trish is slapping the mat, trying to get his attention. Timor gets in a cheap shot in on Shadowflare, and Referee Jose` Sanchez calls for him to step back. Shawdowflare gets to his feet, he immediately goes for Timor, with a clothesline sending him to the mat, Blood Crow comes at Shadowflare with a Irish Whip, sending Shadowflare bouncing off the ropes. As Shadowflare comes springing off the ropes he connects a forearm shot to Blood Crow, nearly knocking his head off his shoulders.}
Kevin Fisher: Oh yeah…Baby…Now that is a come back!!
Dave Jackson: I will admit, Shadowflare did a great move.
{Timor is getting to his feet, and Shadowflare see him coming, he bends over as Timor comes leaping towards him, Shadowflare lifts Timor up and sends him over the ropes. Trish begins to stomp on Timor and brutally attacks.}
Dave Jackson: Looks like Timor could use some help out there, he doesn’t seem to be too manly now.
Kevin Fisher: Well, not every man, can take a beating from Trish and get up soon after. Makes me want to become a bad boy…
Dave Jackson: Become? Hell Kev, I thought you defined the word. [ he laughs ]
{In the ring we see Blood Crow and Shawdowflare exchanging blows, the two going at it with every bit of strength they have. Blood Crow catches Shadowflare off guard and connects with a massive foot to the midsection of Shadowflare. Shadowflare goes to the mat hard, Blood Crow goes for the cover……1…… 2…….NO!! Here comes Trish with the save. She reaches in and pulls Blood Crow by his feet. She slides back out of the ring, and Timor clotheslines her sending her into the ring post. }
Dave Jackson: Wow, Blood Crow could’ve had the match won, if it weren’t for Trish.
Kevin Fisher: NO Way! Shadowflare wasn’t going to give up like that, just watch how he gets back into this match, he is just toying with them.
{Timor enters the ring once again, he goes after Blood Crow, he nails him with a DDT and sweeps him out of the ring. Timor goes to look for Shadowflare, he has slipped out of the ring, he seems to be attending to Trish, Timor goes to the outside of the ring, he attacks both Shadowflare and Blood Crow, Timor picks up the steel steps and gives a massive swing across the back of Blood Crows head. Trish delivers a low blow to Timor and sends him to his knees, and Shadowflare drags him up and pushes him in the ring.}
Kevin Fisher: Oh, You know that had to hurt. Hitting a man in the jewels is always a last minute desperation move.
Dave Jackson: You would know Kevin, How many times has it been done to you in your days?
Kevin Fisher: Well, enough that I don’t care to speak of it, I still feel the effects of the blows. Maybe I can get a little TLC out here.
Dave Jackson: You are a sick man Kevin.
{Shadowflare picks up Timor Fidens and sends him face first on to the top rope, bouncing his neck off in a desperation move. Timor is stumbling backwards in the ring, and Shadowflare gives up a tremendous flying kick to the upper body of Timor, sending him down in a instant.}
Kevin Fisher: Oh, Hell Yeah, Martial Arts is his specialty. Move in for the Kill…
Dave Jackson: Looks like we can count this match over, these poor guys didn’t stand a chance.
Shadowflare goes for a cover, he pins down Timor as Referee Jose` Sanchez goes for the count…1….2……No!!, Timor raises his shoulder up from the mat.
Kevin Fisher: NO!!!…….The ref counted to slow…Shadowflare had it won…Come on you TACO…wake up and smell the pintos…
Dave Jackson: My God, I can’t believe the strength of Timor, I thought it was all over with when Shadowflare gave him the kick.
{Blood Crow gets to his feet and comes in the ring. He has a look of determination upon his face, He immediately goes after Timor, and executes a power bomb on him, leaving him to face Shadowflare. Shadowflare laughs at the new comer’s newly found strength. Shadowflare quickly shows the pup just who runs the pound, he picks Blood Crow up in a scoop slam, slamming him on his back hard. Shadowflare stands laughing, and Trish comes on the apron, rooting for him. Shadowflare goes for the cover, Referee Jose` Sanchez goes for the count…..1….2…..3…Shadowflare pushes off of Blood Crow as the ref. raises his arm up in victory.}
Kevin Fisher: That’s It…That’s the Game right there….I told you Shadowflare was toying with these young punks.
Dave Jackson: Well, Kevin, Shadowflare did pull of a win, but the two gave him a hell of a match.
{Shadowflare snatches the belt out from the hands of the referee and Trish comes into the ring taunting Blood Crow. Blood Crow gets to his feet and begins to leave the ring. Just as he steps up on the ramp, we see Malum Diabolus and Anjel stepping from behind the curtain. They seem to be waiting for Blood Crow.}
Dave Jackson: What??? What are they doing out here, Look at the face of Malum Diabolus, he looks as if he could kill someone.
Kevin Fisher: Yeah, but Damn, that Anjel sure looks Hot tonight, maybe I should let her bite me.
{Suddenly Anjel takes Blood Crow into her arms, and caresses his face with in her chest, Malum looks over to them, then back toward the ring.}
Dave Jackson: Looks to me that Malum has eye on someone else Kev. Looks like he is after Shadowflare.
Kevin Fisher: I dunno Dave, I hope he knows what it is he will be dealing with.
A loud crash of Thunder hits and all the lights dim…you hear the fans screaming and evil laughter in the background, just when the lights come back on, we see Shadowflare laying in the middle of the ring bleeding from his mouth, there on top of his US Title belt lays a silver crucifix, and a note attached. [ Now is the time of "The Kindred".]
Dave Jackson: What the Hell was that? What does that all mean?
Kevin Fisher: I don’t know, but I bet When Shadowflare gets aware of who just hit him, All Hell is about to break lose.
Dave: I agree with you on that one Kevin. Well folks it’s time for a commercial break… wait… FORGET THE COMMERCIAL, SOMETHING IS GOING DOWN BACK STAGE!
{We cut to the back stage area were we find A.C. and T.J. Malice stomping away at Bloodcrow just beyond the entry way. Anjel is slumped against the wall with a broken beer bottle besides her. Security arrives and finally pulls the Malice Family away from Bloodcrow. Suddenly Julia Rodgers appears with mic in hand…}
Julia: A.C.! Can I get a comment why you didn’t show for you match this evening?
A.C.: It’s pretty simple… no longer will the Malice Family wrestle in matches of no importance. We want what we rightly deserve and that’s a shot at the Tag Titles. Vincent… what you got tonight was just a sample of what’s to come!
{The Malice Family then walks past the camera as we return to ring side…
As we return we see the ring announcer enters the ring. You can feel the anticipation from the crowd.}
Jackson: Finally, we’re here! The big show! The reason for it all!
Fisher: Here to see everyone fall to Malum Diabolus! Jackson: That’s an unfair assumption, Kevin. Hawkins, Hammer, McGraith… there’s a reason for their being in this match tonight, and it’s not to act as a beating post for Malum.
(Before Kevin Fisher can respond, the ring announcer, Curtis Green, begins.)
Green: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a four-corners elimination style match and it is to decide the first ever EWA World Heavyweight Champion!
(The crowd pops pretty loudly.)
Green: Introducing first, standing six-foot-six, weighing in at two-seventy-five, and hailing from Cedar Rapids, Iowa: "THE HERO" HARLEY HAWKINS!
("My Hero" by the Foo Fighters starts to play. The crowd is cheering wildly for their hero. He comes out, muscles almost ripping through his white shirt. He makes his way down to the ring by running. He slides in and stands up in one fluid motion. He goes to all four corners and raises both hands to get the crowd pumped. Curtis Green continues.)
Green: And his opponent, standing at six-eight, weighing in at an astounding three-hundred-one pounds, and hailing from Parts Unknown: JASON "THE WRAITH" MCGRATH!
("Some I Can Never Have" starts blaring over the speak systems as Jason McGrath comes out, quarterstaff in hand, looking very menacing. His eyes fix on Harley Hawkins’s as he makes his way down to the ring, his ragged trench coat dragging behind him. He climbs the ring steps and gets in through the middle and top ropes. Hawkins gets out of the ring. McGrath takes off his trench coat and tosses it outside. He then raises both fists in the air, his right with the quarterstaff in it, as the fans cheer. Green continues.)
Green: And their opponent, standing at six-three, weighing in at two-hundred-seventy-nine pounds, and hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota: The EWA’s only football star, BRUCE "THE FLESH" HAMMER!
("Mudshovel" by Staind starts to play. The crowd cheers, despite Bruce being a tweener, simply because they’re excited to be seeing all of these superstars tonight. However, they’re not seeing any of Bruce, he doesn’t come out.)
Jackson: What is this?
Green: BRUCE "THE FLESH" HAMMER!
Fisher: (laughing) The idiot is missing his chance to win the EWA World Title!
Jackson: I don’t like this… No one in their right minds would miss a World Title shot. Something’s not right. Fisher: You forget, Dave, this guy is an escaped lunatic. He’s probably out eating someone’s skin.
Green: BRUCE "THE FLESH" HAMMER!
Jackson: Hold on, I have to tell Curtis what is going on.
(Dave Jackson takes off his head set and climbs in the ring as "Mudshovel" stops playing. Hawkins is on one side and McGraith is on the other. Curtis Green turns to see Dave Jackson walking towards him. He lowers his mic as the two converse in the middle of the ring. Curtis shakes his head yes and Dave quickly exits the ring, returning to the ring side announcing table while Curtis makes the announcement.)
Green: Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been informed that Bruce Hammer is not in the building tonight. But none the less, the show must continue. Ladies and gentlemen, the final contestant tonight, hailing from Parts Unknown, weighing in at two hundred-thirty-four pounds, and standing at six-foot: MALUM DIABLOS!
(The lights go out as a maniacal laughter is heard. "Am I Evil" by Metallica starts to play as a spinning pentagram is displayed on the big screen. Malum Diabolus walks out. Malum’s chest glints with body oil as Anjel comes out behind him. He puts one hand on his chest and claws down in, not cutting him, but just for dramatic effect. Some of the crowd is booing, but the majority is cheering, just because they’re so excited. Malum eyes the crowd evilly, getting a few more boos from the crowd. He is all the way down to the ring when the lyrics "Am I evil? Yes I am!" play and "Malum Diabolus" appears over the spinning pentagram. Malum slides into the ring and pushes Curtis Green backwards and over the ropes. This gets the crowd a little more hostile. Just then, The Wraith and Hawkins both enter the ring, running for Malum. As they are about to reach him, Malum jumps backwards. The Wraith and Hawkins violently collide with one another.)
Jackson: I haven’t seen a collision like that since Roger Clemens drove a baseball bat through Mike Piazza’s head!
Fisher: Smart move by Malum! He saw both of them on either side of him! Sometimes it pays to be cross-eyed!
Jackson: Malum is not cross-eyed!
Fisher: I’m already tired of this fight. Anjel… Chasity… now there is something I’d pay to see.
Jackson: You’re not paying to see this! You’re getting paid!
Fisher: I’m gonna get paid to watch Anjel and Chasity fight?!
Jackson: You are a moron!
(Inside the ring, Malum stands, ready to fight anyone. Hawkins and The Wraith both try to stumble to their feet. Hawkins is the first up. Malum runs at him, attempting a clothesline. However, Harley Hawkins ducks and Malum walks right into a kick to the stomach by The Wraith, who has barley established balance. Malum doubles over and The Wraith puts him between his legs for the powerbomb. However, Hawkins turns around and lunges at McGrath, clotheslining him to the ground, and saving Diabolus.)
Fisher: What a moron! McGrath was about to hit a devastating powerbomb and Hawkins just interrupted him! Jackson: It’s every man for himself, Kevin. Harley is smart, he doesn’t want to allow anyone to get the advantage on the wrestler. I talked to him backstage and he seemed pretty adamant about beating both men tonight, himself.
(Malum and Hawkins exchange blows in the middle of the ring as the crowd gets really into it. Hawkins puts all of his weight into the final punch and knocks Malum on his ass. Just then, The Wraith comes flying off the top rope with a dropkick to Hawkins, who had just turned to see what McGrath was doing. Hawkins gets a face full of feet.)
Jackson: Great strategy by McGraith! Play dead and they’ll think you’re dead! Fisher: Here we go! It’s time for some real action!
(The Wraith walks over to Diabolus, who looks tiny in retrospect. The Wraith picks him up and does what he had attempted earlier, a powerbomb. He picks Diabolus up and walks over to Hawkins lays. He is about to powerbomb Diabolus onto Hawkins when The Hero delivers a low blow. The Wraith struggles to keep Malum up as he stumbles around. He backs into the ropes at a fast speed, sending Malum flying forward and into the guard railing outside the ring. It’s a rather sickening thud you hear.)
Jackson: My, God! Malum Diabolus’s jaw just met his brain and the two didn’t like each other.
Fisher: What the hell are you talking about?
Jackson: Did you not just see Malum fly over the ropes and hit his jaw hard on that ring railing?
Fisher: Yeah, but that was the stupidest analogy I’ve ever heard!
(The Wraith falls down against the ring post. Hawkins uses this to capitalize. He runs at The Wraith, full speed. He lowers his shoulder to slam into The Wraith. At the last second, however, The Wraith moves, sending Harley full steam into the ring post. Harley screams out in pain as he slides outside the ring and falls to the mats. He rolls around while The Wraith climbs the ring post. Harley stands up, clutching his shoulder. The Wraith jumps off the ring post and is about to connect with a flying clothesline when Harley trips backwards over a camera cord, hitting his head on a chair. The Wraith, mean whiles, flies right into the ground, landing next to Harley.)
Fisher: That was so cool!
Jackson: That was a horrible human atrocity! That was brutal for both men involved and neither are moving!
Fisher: Good, this is Malum’s time to capitalize.
Jackson: Looks like he’s about to do just that.
(Anjel is over at Malum, helping the bewildered wrestler up. He seems a little out of it and is holding his jaw. He has blood pouring out of a cut on his cheek. Anjel is yelling at him to focus and is pointing at the two other fallen men in the match. Malum nods and stumbles over to them, still out of it, and possibly suffering from a concussion. He climbs on top of the Spanish announcer’s table, towering over the still fallen Harley Hawkins. Malum jumps down, attempting a flying elbow, but Hawkins moves the chair he hit his had on, over his face. Malum’s elbow slams into the chair.)
Jackson: No one man has any give in this match! One mistake and this could be over! This is crazy. All of these men came with a very well thought out victory plan. Fisher: Thank god "The Flesh" didn’t show up. He’d have been pinned in the first thirty seconds!
(Anjel rushes to Malum, helping him up, as Chasity goes to Hawkins and begins to help him up. Anjel and Chasity stare at each other while they help one another. The ref, Frankie Johnson, has given up on counting. Malum is up and Hawkins is up. Malum is in a stronger state of mind and runs at Hawkins. Hawkins ducks but Chasity isn’t quite as quick. Malum knocks her to the ground with a stiff arm. Hawkins now looks like a man that has the fury of hell released from within. He starts landing lefts and rights on Malum. Anjel tries to get into the mix but Hawkins pushes her back. She stumbles backwards and falls over. Now Malum feels the fury of hell. The two land blow after blow on one another. Neither is going down and neither is helping their fallen valets. McGraith uses this chance to sneak around the corner of the ring and stealthy climb the ring post the other two wrestlers stand in front of. McGraith, now on top of the ropes, yells to the two. They stop and look up just in time to get a double clothesline by The Wraith. The two fall down hard.)
Jackson: Smart tactics by McGraith. It probably also helps that he doesn’t have a manager to get beaten around in this match. That’ll help him stay level headed and clear minded.
Fisher: I’ve talked to McGraith and trust me… he’s clear minded ALL the time.
Jackson: I haven’t had the pleasure of conversing with The Wraith yet, but even if he isn’t the smartest apple in a pack of oranges, he’s still got wrestling smarts.
Fisher: Your analogies make no sense.
(The Wraith has picked up Malum and tossed him into the ring. McGrath then slides in, himself, and stands up. He picks Malum up and tries, for the third time, a powerbomb. This time, Hawkins isn’t there to interfere and the powerbomb goes down without a hitch. The Wraith goes for the pin. Johnson counts 1…… 2….. 3… no!)
Jackson: Kickout by Malum! He may be the smallest man in the match but he certainly has the most fight within!
Fisher: See, now that analogy made sense!
(Meanwhile, inside the ring, McGrath has picked up Diabolus. He gets him in a torture rack.)
Jackson: We’re about to see The Confessor!
Fisher: Not if Hawkins has anything to say about it!
(McGrath is about to execute the move when Harley Hawkins comes flying off the ring post. He had gotten up slowly during the powerbomb and climbed the post during the three count. McGrath doesn’t even see it coming: a dropkick to the back of the legs. McGrath drops Malum Diabolus as he falls to his knees from the impact. Diabolus falls the 6 and feet from McGrath’s shoulders right onto Harley Hawkins. The impact is hard and you can tell it must have been painful. Nevertheless, it is a pin. Johnson counts: 1…. 2…. 3!)
Jackson: Hawkins has brought about his own end! He was so smart and cunning that he may have over thought his own moves and it cost him big time!
Fisher: What a moron! If he was a rocket scientist, which he isn’t, he’d have been able to calculate the damaging effects created by that move.
Jackson: Are you trying to sound smart, Kevin?
Fisher: I don’t have to try, Dave, I am. If that was me, I’d have known Wraith was going to drop Diabolus and I’d have rolled the second I landed.
Jackson: They say it’s always hard to walk up that ramp way while a match for gold is still in progress, but it must be even harder when it’s your own fault.
(Inside the ring the two men lay motionless. Frankie Johnson begins to count: 1, 2, 3, 4, Malum stirs, 5, 6, Malum is on his knees and The Wraith begins crawling to the ring ropes, 7, 8, Malum is up, 9, The Wraith is up! The two turns to stare at one another. Then, they both run at each other full steam, but ready to clothesline the other. However, at the last second Malum ducks and lowers his arm. The Wraith turns as Malum leaps on him, gouging at his eyes. Johnson is yelling for him to stop while counting: 1, 2, 3, 4, Malum jumps down. Malum kicks The Wraith in the stomach and lands a DDT on him. He then moves quickly and puts The Wraith in a leglock submission. The Wraith is screaming in pain, reaching for the ropes.)
Jackson: Now we’re seeing the savagery inside Malum. He’s like a demon that has just woken up after a long slumber.
Fisher: That’s my man! I said he’d win it all and he’s about to make The Wraith tap!
Jackson: I don’t know! The Wraith is getting closer and closer to the ring ropes, reaching out with those lengthy arms!
Fisher: I don’t care what you say. This match is as good as over. Malum is the winner. Just ring the bell and hand the man the title!
Jackson: Well, these two have a little history. They’re last match was indecisive, but never was it for something as important as this and, tonight, there will be no indecision!
(The Wraith reaches the rope and Malum holds the leglock for a four count. He then grabs The Wraith and gets him on his feet. After a few punches to the stomach, Malum whips himself into the ropes. He comes bounding back with a rolling clothesline but The Wraith ducks. Malum rolls and gets up, turning around. Once again, the two stare each other down. Malum then motions for The Wraith to come at him. The Wraith runs at Malum, full speed. At the last second, however, Malum pulls the Senior Referee, Frankie Johnson, in the way. Wraith lands a clothesline on him on accident.)
Jackson: That’s cheating! You can’t do that!
Fisher: Hey, I’m never one to condone the beating of the innocent, but that was just a smart move on Malum’s part. With no authority there is anarchy and Malum thrives on anarchy!
Jackson: But your plans need to reside within the perimeters of the EWA rulebook and you’re not allowed to abuse the ref!
Fisher: Then you should be angry at Jason McGrath! He’s the one that viciously destroyed that ref without remorse!
Jackson: But still, it wasn’t his fault!
Fisher: If he really wanted to, he could have stopped himself. I’ve seen monks do harder things. Hell, I’ve seen wrestlers like Valykerie do harder things!
Jackson: At least Valykerie succeeded in not cheating to win his title tonight!
(Anjel has already gotten into the ring. Malum kicks Wraith and picks him up for a brainbuster. It isn’t a very good one, since Wraith weighs so much more, but it’s a brainbuster, nonetheless. Malum picks Wraith up and holds his arms behind his back. Anjel begins slapping the hell out of Wraith. Malum is rather pleased with it and laughs. Finally, Anjel is done and Malum puts Wraith between his legs. He’s about to attempt a powerbomb. Malum tries to pick Wraith up once… doesn’t work. A second time… doesn’t work. The man is too heavy. Then, The Wraith, with all his might, back body drops Diabolus. Diabolus lands had and slides. The Wraith then turns to Anjel.)
Fisher: He better stay away from her! If he doesn’t want to get beaten down, he better stay away!
Jackson: It’s time for pay back! I don’t ever like to see a woman abused but when it’s a hussy like Anjel, someone that would attack an unarmed man, they deserve it!
Fisher: It’s not right. She’s a woman, dammit! No!
(Anjel remains unmoved. Even as The Wraith clasps his hands around her head she isn’t panicked. However, when he picks her up she starts kicking and screaming. He is about to toss her back when she kicks him in the balls.)
Fisher: At a girl!
Jackson: I must give credit where credit is due. Anjel was in a tough position and she handled herself very well.
(Both McGrath and Malum are down. However, Anjel runs over to Malum and begins to help him up. Malum gets up and stumbles over to The Wraith. He falls on him for the pin. Anjel rushes over to the referee and tries to wake him up. Finally, she succeeds and the ref groggily crawls to the center of the ring where the two wrestlers lay. Johnson counts: 1… 2… 3… no!)
Jackson: I can’t believe it! McGrath isn’t going down that easily! Kickout! Kickout
Fisher: That son of a… Jackson: Hey now. Calm down. McGrath just gave us a great showing of will power and strength. This man is running on empty but he still kicked out. Fisher: He’s still a son of a…
Jackson: He’s a great wrestler!
(Malum is now visually upset. He gets up, stumbles around a second, and then gathers his composure. The Wraith is trying to get up, but Malum kicks him in the face. The Wraith falls to the ground and Malum puts him in the Cobra Clutch. Instantly, the lifeless McGrath begins flailing around in pain. Malum has a sadistic smile on his face. After about 25 seconds McGrath goes limp. Frankie Johnson raises The Wraith’s hand: 1… 2… 3… almost, but no!)
Jackson: Again, The Wraith refuses to give up as he begins to inch his way to the ropes!
Fisher: There’s no way he can be doing that! There’s no way you can get out of the Cobra Clutch!
Jackson: If a wrestler like Hogan can do it, a wrestler of McGrath’s ability could do it four times in one night!
Fisher: Malum already had this match won, though! Jason McGrath would have not kicked out if the ref had been there to do his job immediately!
Jackson: It’s Malum Diabolus’s fault for the ref being out cold!
Fisher: No! It was that sick bastard, McGrath’s fault. He’s the one that clotheslined poor, old Frankie Johnson!
(McGrath almost has a hold of the ropes when Anjel slaps his hand away from them. Frankie Johnson immediately notices this and begins yelling at her. The Wraith starts to tap out. However, Johnson is busy with Anjel, so he doesn’t see it. Malum lets Wraith go and gets up to yell at the ref. The two exchange words back and forth for a long time. Anjel tries to get in the ring, but Frankie Johnson notices and starts yelling at her, too. All three of them are yelling at each other.)
Jackson: Not a smart move on Malum’s part! He’s not giving too much time to McGrath to recover.
Fisher: There’s no way in hell McGrath is recovering from that Cobra Clutch.
(Inside the ring the bickering continues when… McGrath throws Anjel to one side. She skids out of the ring. Malum reacts quickly, but not quick enough. He runs at McGrath but McGrath picks him up in a torture rack position.)
Fisher: NOOOOOO!!!
Jackson: The Confessor! The Confessor!
Fisher: Wait, no!
(Malum wriggles out of it quickly. This catches McGrath off guard for a moment. Then, Malum lunges at him, knocking him over. Malum applies the Tonga Death Grip)
Jackson: The Finger of Death! Jason McGrath is getting fingered!
Fisher: That is the sickest thing I’ve heard all night!
Jackson: Why? Malum Diabolus is fingering McGrath. He’s fingering him hard!
Fisher: Oh my God, shut up! I’m about to puke here!
Jackson: Diabolus has two fingers lodged right in there!
Fisher: I can taste it rising in my throat, shut up!
(McGrath is flailing around heartily. He hits a brutal slap to the side of Malum’s head. Malum lets the hold go, but this doesn’t detour him. He gets right back up as The Wraith lay, grabbing at his throat. Malum picks The Wraith up and puts him between his legs. One last time, he’ll try for this powerbomb. Then, with all his power and might, he lifts The Wraith up. It doesn’t look like The Wraith is up high enough as he starts his descent. Indeed, he wasn’t. He lands hard on his shoulders. Malum goes for the pin. Frankie counts: 1…. 2…. 3!)
Fisher! YES! Malum did it! Malum is the champion!
Jackson: Malum not only accomplished that! He powerbombed a gigantic man! I think McGrath may be seriously injured!
(The ring announcer stands up.)
Green: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, and the first ever EWA World Heavyweight Champion, Malum Diabolus!
{‘BOOS’ ring out through the arena as Malum slowly holds the title over head… but then suddenly the ‘boos’ are redoubled as we see Johnny Hawke walk out onto the stage with a mic in hand. He stares down towards the ring through his tinted glasses and slowly begins to walk down. He comes to the ring side area and looks up to Malum…}
Hawke: Well Congratulations Malum... You are the EWA first World Heavy-weight champion... But... in my book that just made your days numbered!!! You see I am the true champion around here... While, you might think your man because you have the title I was destined to wear. You ain't!!!
So here is my advice to you... Watch your back... Because, your title will become mine!!!
{Suddenly the crowd erupts into a huge cheer as ‘One’ by Metallica begins to play over the arena speakers…}
Kevin: NO NO NO!!! It can’t be!
Dave: Wait… he isn’t under contract here!
{The cheers increase even more as a large man in a smoke gray suit steps out onto the stage. His hair is cut short and he has a neatly trimmed goatee. He pulls a ‘Black & Mild’ cigar from between his clenched teeth and blows out a cloud of gray smoke. He then lifts the mic in his right hand to his lips…}
???: HOOOOWWWWWDDDYYYYY ST. LOUIS!
{The crowd cheers like crazy and as they calm down the large man continues to speak…}
???: Now for those of you who don’t know me I am Izzy G… ‘The Regulator’ Izzy G… ‘The King’ Izzy G… ‘The former Tag Team… North American… World Champion’ Izzy G… but most importantly. I am Izzy G… the EWA President!
{The crowd goes wild with this announcement as Dave and Kevin just stare in awe…}
Izzy: Now first off… Hawke. You have a lot of nerve coming out here shooting off at the mouth to the World HEAVY Weight champion, when your scrawny little ass didn’t even win the Cruiser Weight title tonight. But don’t worry you will get a chance to try again… in a few weeks or so.
And Malum… I must say congratulations are in order. I mean while champions come and go no one will ever be able to take your place as the FIRST ever EWA World Champion. And while I wish you all the luck in the world, I am letting you know now that it will be a hard fought battle to retain that title.
So congratulations… and to all the champions… good luck in your future matches!
{With that Izzy turns his back towards the ring and heads to the back as the scene fades out to black…}